They take their time. Darien will need a shot in the morning, but that's nothing new. There won't be a problem tonight and that's the most important thing, really.

When it's over and the silver shell has burst in a snowflake pattern from both of them and Darien's smiling and breathing heavy, he wraps one hand around the side of Charlie's neck and rubs his cheek with his thumb.

"Love you, babe."