The Australian moaned when he felt Daniel's tongue, tangling his own against it eagerly.
Way too soon, his lungs were screaming at him and he pulled away to breathe. He leaned his forehead against Danny's and panted, eyes flicking over his face, memorizing every detail.
"Better than I imagined," he smiled, his hands playing with the hem of Danny's shirt, fingers brushing softly against his skin.


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