Kisses didn't count.
Hell, Daniel could probably come up with a dozen
cultures where men kissing men was just peachy without even breaking
So he wasn't going to obsess over it. Really.
One kiss, swift and hard, fuelled by equal parts anger and fear because Daniel had come this fucking close to getting his pretty ass shot off through not obeying orders.
Startled eyes, parted lips, and Daniel's tongue tasting bitten skin ...
Could just have easily been a punch.
Fuck, why hadn't he just hit him?
Next time he'd -
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