Goodnight Kiss
"Are you going to kiss Danno goodnight?" Charlie asked drowsily from the backseat. He'd chattered the whole evening, even more than usual. It was a miracle the kid didn't run out of breath or things to say. "I think you should kiss him goodnight. Will you, Uncle Steve?"
Steve grinned and looked over at his handsome partner in his passenger seat. Danny was looking back at him. "I dunno, kiddo. I guess it depends on whether your Dad wants me to or not."
They passed under a streetlight. Color flushed Danny's cheeks. It wasn't really a question. Mostly, Steve just wanted to tease his partner. But Danny nodded, just a quick jerk of his head. Yes. Yes, he'd take that goodnight kiss.
"I'm sleepy," Charlie informed them.
"We'll be home soon," Danny promised.
"I'm going to wear my fire department pajamas to bed tonight."
"Sounds good, buddy."
They spoke in low tones, Danny hoping Charlie would be asleep by the time they got home. He reached across the center console, laying his hand, palm up, near Steve's. Steve intertwined his fingers with Danny's.
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"He's asleep?" Steve asked pulling himself to the edge of the couch.
"Yup," Danny said. "He needed two chapters tonight. And a glass of water. And two kisses."
Steve grinned. "Well since you're handing out kisses…"
As soon as the words had left Steve's lips, Danny was flushing. "I uh, we just talked about goodnight kisses before."
Steve raised an eyebrow. Bold. He liked it. "Should I go home then?"
"Not… really."
"Well, we could get that kiss out of the way now," Steve agreed with a grin. He was excited about it. Excited to finally take his time with Danny's mouth. All their encounters had been so rushed. Danny sat down next to his partner and Steve reached out, caught Danny under the chin, and turned his face so they were looking at each other. "What do you think?" he pressed.
Steve wanted to hear Danny say it. Yes. Kiss me. He wanted to watch Danny's lips form the words, curve over them, and then he wanted to pull their bodies together and satisfy a longing that had been growing in him all night.
Danny nodded. "Hell yes."
Steve started slow with the kiss, working Danny's lips, teasing them, torturing them lightly with his teeth, running the tip of his tongue along the seam. The kiss went deeper, lips moving, tongues touching, wrestling. Steve pulled Danny against him, practically on top him.
In that moment, Danny forgot everything. Forgot Charlie was asleep upstairs. Forgot they had work in the morning. In that moment, there was only Steve. Steve's mouth, Steve tongue, Steve's heat, and his scent filling Danny's nostrils.