Daniel just hadn't even been trying. He probably could have charmed a woman into his bed with next to no effort at all, the way he treated the people around him. He just hadn't had the heart for it. This wasn't about romance though, and he doubted Victor minded that, much. Still, Daniel wasn't going to slack off just because he had had a few too many drinks for one evening. This had not been what he had in mind for a night of 'letting go', but let go he had. In fact he was full on diving head first into this, ignoring the fact that they were in the back of a cab and likely had something of an audience.

Daniel's hand instinctively went to Victor's shoulder and he took the kiss for all it was worth. Sure the end result was sloppy and a bit overly energetic, but it certainly didn't lack enthusiasm.

If he had been sober, none of this would be happening. But since he wasn't and he had already tossed caution and sense to the wind, he might as well go all out. So Daniel wasn't just kissing, either, and he wondered how close to getting kicked out of the cab they might get before they arrived at Victor's place.

There went self restraint and common decency in public. Flying off, far away from him.