Hex threaded his fingers into Danny's hair and pulled gently. If he didn't have such a handful it might have hurt, but as it was it was just a steady sting as he gripped hard. Hex kissed him again, harder, hungrier. It occurred to him that Danny was unlikely to ever tell him no. No limits, no boundaries. It was intoxicating in a way he couldn't explain.

"I love you," he murmured into the kiss as he began to paw at Danny's waistband to get his pyjamas out of the way.