Danny's head fell back against the top of the back seat as he groaned, lifting his hips up off o the seat against Buffy. "Fuck..." He whispered, and then pressed his lips together around the curse looking up to her all innocence and apology. Just as his hands slid up under her shirt, the cabbie banged on the partition in the cab.

"Hey! You guys want me to crash this thing? Cool it down."

"Yeah yeah, whatever." Danny called back. "Keep your eyes on the road you bum. Almost there anyway so keep your pants on." He cast Buffy a crooked, playful grin and slid his hands back down to her waist.