Danny didn't fight, nor did he look startled by the show of aggression. He adapted easily, his hips lifting to meet Jack as they rutted and squirmed like a pair of horny teenagers.

His mind drifted to Hex though, wondering where his lover was right now. Was he at work? Danny couldn't remember. He tried to remember, but Hex's hours changed so often... It was hard. So hard. ...He was hard, so hard- His mind snapped back to the moment, and he gasped as he bucked up harder, not shy at all when it came to his desire.