Methos placed his face in Daniel's hair and breathed in his scent. He wanted to remember and keep everything he could, Treasure it. Treasure whatever time he could get.
He growled as the nails scratched over his back, causing him the involuntarily grind himself against Daniel's thigh, his growing hardness rather obvious.
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Date: 2010-10-14 03:32 am (UTC)He growled as the nails scratched over his back, causing him the involuntarily grind himself against Daniel's thigh, his growing hardness rather obvious.