Despite having said it, Daniel in no way actually expects to be told to stop, and he releases his grip to cup Armand's jaw gently. It's awkward, but he drops down enough to kiss him on the mouth.

He wants to say it so bad, to have already said it so he can use it again.

"Any objection if I take you home now? Back to our place. Gotta get rid of the bodies too. I'm not sure I could actually come while they're watching me," he admits. The play had been fun, but his instincts, his Armand-sense, had started tingling.

Or else you freaked yourself out.

Either way, the bodies are starting to look awfully fucking dead and they're in public. He kisses Armand again, firm, tasting himself, making a content little sound-- even if his dick is in the breeze.