For the Kink Meme.
It was moments like these...
Moments when his partner let his guard down, when he let Dan hold him close and love him, let him stroke the speckled skin of his back, and kiss the line where the smooth, unfurowed brow sprouted streams of coarse, ginger hair.
Moments when they were wrapped up in each other, spent from a long night's patrol, a spontaneous romp on the sofa, or violent, unresolved tension which translated from anger to passion.
Moments when he would drift off quickly and Dan could lay awake for hours, listening to him breathe, feeling his powerful heart beat against his stomach, and sometimes... Sometimes, feeling him sigh and nuzzle against Dan's neck as he shifted and settled against him in sleep.
Moments when their exhaustion and need cast away the façade of uncompromising moral virtue in order to feel a modicum of beautiful, decadent comfort.
And, for this tremulous little creature called Walter, it was moments like these...
Moments when everything was right in his world.