Daniel smiled as he pressed a kiss to the side of Methos' head before pulling back.

"I'm glad to hear it," he answered, brushing a thumb across the older man's lips. "And gods... I wish we were having this discussion on the boat and not here in the car because I can not explain how bad I want you right now..." His hands slid up and down across Methos' chest and lower to the hem of his lover's shirt before groaning softly and pulling away, shifting back into his seat.

"Get us to the damn boat, Methos," he growled playfully.