Hi guys, back again with gifts; except this time, the rating has gone up. oh yes, you heard right. Official M rating for this and the next chapter. this one is really only a warm up, but hey ho. DL lovin' is DL lovin'. I bet I confused you guys earlier when I posted a Hart of Dixie story... but never fear, I was working on this too! In fact, I was just editing this. I was actually working on the next chapter, but that's by the by. I have about three more chapters for this story before it's all wrapped up and I can finally post the other things I've been keeping back so that Fred stayed focussed on this ... he has a tendency to wander. Huge, huge, huge thank you to those of you who reviewed the last chapter. I don't think I'll ever get over the squees from your reviews.

I'll stop wittering on now and let you get on with reading! :)

Only you keep me lost in the fire, girl, you're like no other colour I've ever seen, I've ever seen before. One look and I'm frozen; I lose track of time. You move in slow motion; I can't close my eyes. Takin' all of my attention but I don't want you to stop it.

-Keep Me Watching, Jason Walker

"What do you mean?" Danny implored.

"Well, we have a large number of guests within the hotel currently, Mr. Messer as a result of the wedding we've hosted today."

"I know." Danny deadpanned. "We were at the wedding."

"Oh," The hotel concierge frowned. "Alright, well allow me to see what I can do."

Danny rolled his eyes as he turned to check on Lindsay as she sat in the foyer in one of the seats. He could tell she was tired but like the trooper she was she was fighting sleep. She was currently wearing his tuxedo jacket; the sleeves had almost swallowed her arms up and he could no longer see her hands. He had to admit that seeing her wearing his clothes tightened the muscles deep within his belly. He didn't know what it was but when she slipped into something of his, he had no control.

"Alright, I'm afraid the best I can do is a twin room."

"A twin room?" Danny turned back to face the concierge. "Alright well does it have a double bed?"

"To the best of my knowledge, twin rooms have the facility for a double bed."

"Alright, we'll take it." He said, placing his debit card on the counter.

"Do you have a credit card?"

"No," Danny said, shaking his head. "I don't do credit cards."

"Well it's hotel policy to keep the details on record until the time of check out."

"That's fine."

"Okay, can I take your last name?"

Danny blinked at the bizarre request. "My last name?"

"Yes, sir."

"Messer." Danny deadpanned. "You know, what you've been calling me throughout the duration of this scintillating conversation we've shared."

"Ah, yes." The concierge blushed as she typed the name into the system.

Danny rolled his eyes as he flashed a reassuring smile in Lindsay's direction. "Not long now," he mouthed in her direction.

She wiggled her hand out of the jacket's sleeve and blew him a playful kiss, to which he caught and pocketed in his pants pocket.

As soon as they got the room sorted, he was so going to show her just how sexy he thought she was in the jacket.

"I'll kill her." Danny grumbled as he threw his wallet on the desk within the room. "Double bed my ass."

"Danny, it's fine," Lindsay reassured him as she steadied herself against the TV cabinet as she removed her heels. "Look, it's no big deal."

"No big deal? Linds, this is… ridiculous!" he implored gesturing towards the two single beds within the room, being separated by a bedside table and light. "I shoulda known."

"How could you have known?" she asked as she removed the other shoe and let out a sigh of relief. "Listen, it's not a big deal. We can push the two beds together, sleep on our own bed or share a single. Now I don't know about you, but I don't really fancy the idea of sleeping in a single bed alone… so that takes one option from the equation so either we push the beds together or we sleep on a single bed together. You pick."

"This so isn't what I had planned for tonight," he frowned as he sat down at the bottom of one of the single beds. "I'm sorry baby. This isn't exactly romantic."

"You're right," she nodded. "You acting like a moody grump isn't, by any stretch of the imagination, romantic. Make the best out of a bad situation, Danny. You heard what the girl said; they're all out of decent rooms. We might as well deal with what we've got here."

"I can go and-"

"You're not going anywhere," she said sitting down next to him. "Choose; either push the beds together, or start taking your pants off and get into that damn bed."

"Somebody's bossy." He smirked as he kicked his dress shoes off.

"I'm tired and horny. It's a confusing combination. So I suggest you act fast before I fall asleep on you and take this level of romance to the next level by yourself."

"You say the sweetest things," he smirked as he pressed a kiss to her neck.

"It's a gift," she mused as she removed her skin coloured tights from her legs.

"You know, I don't know what it is about that," Danny said, watching Lindsay carefully. "But you make that look so sexy."

"That's only because I know you're watching me." She smirked. "Otherwise it would have been a completely different story."

"Oh yeah?"

"Oh yeah." She nodded. "Now, we still have that issue about your pants being on and fastened. Are you going to fix that or…?"

"How about you fix it for me?" he asked, arched eyebrows challenging her.

Wasting no time in making work on his belt, Lindsay undid the buckle and popped the button on his waistband before she undid the zipper. She glanced up at him from her crouched position and there was a glint in her eyes that should have warned Danny about her next move, but it was so brief that he missed it. Just as he was about to stand to kick his pants from his legs, her hand dipped inside his boxers and freed his erection, much to his surprise. Before he had the chance to comprehend what was going on, Lindsay had enclosed her mouth around the head of his throbbing member and his eyes widened. Element of the surprise blow jobs were quickly becoming Lindsay's speciality. There had been a few occasions throughout the last few weeks where she had just sprung the gesture onto him with no prior warning and it was quickly becoming one of his favourite past times.

His eyes glazed over as he watched her, still in his tuxedo jacket take the majority of his length within her mouth before toying with his head.

"I can't believe I'm gonna say this but you've gotta stop babe." He said, tangling his fingers in her hair.

"What?" she blinked, licking her lips. "Why?"

"Because," he swallowed. The sight her of flushed cheeks ignited the passion even more so within him. "I… we've got time for that later."

"We've got time for it now." She winked at him, moving back to his crotch.

"We do," he nodded, holding her face in place, "But right now, this is me and you time… not just me time."

"Danny." She rolled her eyes. "Just relax… we've got all night. Just let me do this."

"But-"

"Shut up," she rolled her eyes as she put a hand on his chest, shoving him backwards on the bed. He shuffled further up the bed and she followed him, placing her knees on either side of him so that she straddled him. Within seconds it seemed she was back to her previous position and doing a fantastic job of pleasuring him.

Back when he and Lindsay had first started dating, they'd been experimenting in the bedroom on one afternoon on a rare joint day off together. Lindsay had disappeared under the covers for a moment and he'd chuckled, wondering what the hell she was doing; until her mouth enclosed around his cock. His eyes had widened, and he'd nearly choked at the sensation. He'd always known she was bold and different to any other girl he'd ever dated before, but this was… new. Usually he'd have to a considerable bit of nudging to gain this… favour. But with Lindsay, he'd not even done the build up to asking and she was already getting down to it.

He closed his eyes and marvelled at the talents of his wife. It had never really needed to be discussed between them. Somehow she'd known exactly what to do to get the right kind of reactions from him. She knew what he liked and what he didn't, without even asking. In fact, she was so good at the stuff he really liked, he was currently struggling with keeping it together.

"Montana, if you want me to-"

"Shut up," she growled at him before enclosing her mouth around him.

He took the hint and dug his teeth into his lip as Lindsay's fingertips settled into his thighs.

Without much more fight to give he could feel the beginnings of his orgasm and without much warning, he released everything he had into her waiting mouth.

With a rapidly beating heart and a slightly sweaty forehead, Danny fought to regain his breath back as Lindsay wiggled herself so that she was sat in-between his legs, facing him.

"Well, that escalated quickly." He managed a smirk in her direction.

"Well, I've been planning that for the last hour and a half, so really…"

"Oh yeah?" he tilted his head to the side as he shot her an amused look. "What else has been going through that dirty little mind of yours, Montana?"

"Well, I've been thinking we could always arrange a late check out for tomorrow."

"Already way ahead of you." He smirked. "What did you think I was doing when I got you to hold the elevator for me?"

"Bein' a pain in the ass." she quipped before adding, "Good thinkin' batman." She winked at him as she removed his tuxedo jacket and flung it onto the bed nearby. "So are we gonna push these two together or what?"

"Well, I was gonna... until you pinned me down and had your wicked way with me."

"Oh please," She rolled her eyes as stood from the bed and began twisting herself so she could unzip her dress. "I hardly think you put up a fight then."

"Well, you know… I know what's good for me."

"You're damn right." She smirked before sighing in frustration. Before she could ask him for help, he stood from the bed, and slowly and carefully began to unzip the back of her dress. With each inch he unzipped, he pressed a kiss to the skin until he met her bra. He unclipped the clasp effortlessly, with years of practise now under his belt and quickly continued the path down to the bottom of the zipper where it settled just above her panties.

"Before you even try," she began, "you better start rearranging this furniture," she instructed with a smile.

"Bossy boots," he scoffed as he reluctantly let go of the dress and straightened up. "Jeez, try and show your wife a little love and look what happens."

"No, because I know what you're like. You'd place a few kisses here and there and we'd end up having sex right here… After the hours I've already spent on my feet today, the last thing I want is to have to stand and have sex. I'm not as graceful as I once was; I'm carrying a little mini Messer over here."

Danny turned and shot her a wink. "You're so sexy when you say things like that." He informed her as he picked up the bedside table and moved it to the other side of the single bed. He then rolled over the bed and pushed it to meet the one that he'd just been laid on.

"Flawless," she smirked. "I'd give it a seven point eight. A little rough around the edges."

"Just how you like me." He smirked as he began unbuttoning his dress shirt.

"You can say that again." She said, admiring the view as she slipped out of her dress. She glanced up and furrowed her brow at the way Danny was watching her.

"What?" she laughed, blushing slightly at his intense gaze.

"Nothin'." He shrugged to himself, turning his attention back to the buttons.

"No, seriously." She giggled, moving towards him in her bra and panties and beginning to help with the buttons on his shirt. "What were you looking at me like that for?"

As her questioning gaze intensified on him, he felt his mind drifting back to when he and Lindsay had first started dating – his hand was still in bandages from the bashing he'd received on her behalf. Flack had been teasing him one night when they'd gone out for beers. They'd been at a sports bar after work, watching the Jets game, much to Danny's dismay and as a result, he was checking his phone probably more times than he usually had on a night out because he was waiting for Lindsay to finish her shift. Flack had taken his phone from him, slammed it on the bar in front of them and had told him he was like an addict, waiting for information on when he'd get his next fix. Danny had scoffed at the notion and had quickly told him he was ridiculous, but now, looking back, Flack hadn't been all that wrong. He was in fact addicted to Lindsay and he couldn't give her up even if he wanted to.

"It's nothing." He reiterated as his fingers cupped her face, making her look at him. "I just… God Linds, I am so in love with you."

She smiled and stood on her tiptoes to place a soft, loving kiss to his lips. "I love you too, Danny."

As she reached the last button, Danny shrugged the shirt to the floor and gave the beds one last shove together. "The bed awaits you, Mrs. Messer."

She rolled her eyes playfully as she collapsed onto the bed on her back and shuffled up to the pillows at the top of the bed. She settled and beckoned Danny towards her with a single finger, making the 'come hither' gesture.

He turned the main light off within the hotel room, relying on the smaller light on the wall for their light. He knelt on the beds and began to close the short distance between himself and Lindsay.

His hand reached towards her panties and he curled his fingers underneath the material and slowly pulled them down her legs, flinging them behind him once they made a considerable distance down her legs. He them removed the already unclasped bra and flung it behind him also. He licked his lips as he absorbed the image of Lindsay, underneath him.

"Jeez, the way you're looking at me makes me feel like you're about to devour your last ever meal, Danny."

"Well if I ever get asked that question, at least I'll know what my answer will be… you."

"Oh my god." She rolled her eyes. She then grabbed a pillow and covered her face as she laughed into the pillow. "You're ridiculous."

"And yet you keep me around for some reason."

"And yet I do." She said, peeking from behind the pillow. He settled himself on top of her and took the pillow with one hand, moving it away from the both of them.

He locked eyes with her for a moment and in her warm, affectionate brown eyes he saw an overwhelming sense of love directed towards him. He narrowed his own eyes at their colour as he absorbed the way she was looking at him; he'd thought it many of times but they really were like no other colour that he'd ever seen before. They were hauntingly beautiful, mixed with a side of playfulness that was uniquely Lindsay. For all the horrible things she'd seen in her life, she still kept hold of her sparkle and that was something that Danny really admired about his wife. He settled by her side and as he did, she disappeared underneath the sheet that she pulled over her head playfully. He chuckled, pulling the covers over his head too. She consumed all of his attention, his mind was enamoured by thoughts of her; but despite the many hours he lost in his day just thinking about her, he wouldn't change one thing about her. As he exhaled softly, she laid her head on his chest as he pressed a kiss to her temple. He felt sleep quickly consume him and within moments, he could feel his eyes drooping; the only sensation left that he could feel were her fingertips clasped around his hand, holding him close.

There we have yet another chapter. In reading it back it seems tamer than I first thought but hey ho! I hope you guys enjoyed it regardless :) Thanks for reading - do let me know what you thought. :)