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Daniel leaned back against his seat, his gaze fixed on the world outside as he waited for them to get home.

Once they were home, Methos parked the car and got out, quickly opening the door and letting Daniel in first.

Daniel stepped into the house and turned to watch his husband over his shoulder.

"Still feel up to taking me out on the patio?"

Methos followed behind him, his arms wrapping around his waist, "Of course, love."

Daniel smiled softly and stopped where he was, looking up at his husband thoughtfully.

"Let me grab a blanket," he whispered, kissing Methos gently.

"Alright. I'll be waiting." he purred in his ear before pulling away.

Daniel shivered at that purr and quickly moved into their bedroom, grabbing the comforter off their bed and heading out to the patio.

Methos was waiting, his shirt already tossed aside. He was leaning against the railing of the patio and looking up at the stars.

Daniel settled the blanket on the patio floor, shucking off his own shirt before moving up behind his husband, wrapping his arms around him from behind, kissing the back of his neck.

"How different are they now from when you were newly immortal?"

"Very. Hardly even recognizable..." he said, leaning back against him, with a content sigh.

"I wish I still had the means to take you out among them," he said softly, kissing his husband's neck, nuzzling there softly. "I think you would have loved seeing the different places."

"I would. I've seen so much of the Earth... to see something new, it would be like I was young again." he said, a hand fell backward to rub against Daniel's thigh.

Daniel kissed his way across his husband's neck and shoulder, hands sliding up and down across Methos' chest as he pressed in closer.

Methos turned around to pull Daniel into a kiss, his arms running along his back, nails dragging across skin.

Daniel groaned softly into that kiss before pulling back and meeting his husband's gaze with his own.

"I want to take you this time," he whispered softly. "Please?"

"Whatever you want, love." he breathed, kissing his neck, and his hands falling to Daniel's pants cupping him through them.

Daniel gasped softly at that touch and nipped at Methos' jaw, his own hands moving to unfasten his husband's trousers.

"I want to make love to you, over and over, to watch you as you come, the way the emotions play across your face when you are so aroused..."

Methos grew hard at Daniel's words, "Then take me, Daniel... take me." he kissed him roughly on the lips.

Daniel gave a soft moan at that kiss and tugged off Methos' pants, doing the same to his own before gently pushing his husband down onto the blanket he'd settled on the floor. He crawled up along Methos' body, nipping and kissing at sensitive skin, hand coming down to wrap around his husband's cock, stroking slowly.

Methos arched at his husband's touch, spreading his legs opening himself up for his husband, his lustfilled eyes watching Daniel's every move.

Daniel pulled back his hand as he kissed his way lower and teased the flat of his tongue up and down along his husband's length.

He groaned, as his eyes trailed the movement of his husband's tongue, "Gods, Daniel..."

Daniel gave a low groan and took Methos fully into his mouth, suckling gently, his hands holding down his husband's hip to keep him from moving too much.

Methos strained slightly against Daniel's hold, panting heavily, his hands falling to run through his husband's hair.

Daniel chuckled softly, the sound vibrating up along his husband's cock before he pulled away and pushed Methos' legs a little wider, dragging his tongue along his husband's tight opening.