Love is Always Write Anthology Bonus Volume

warm and surely didn't mean what it sounded like. In any case, there were men close by, sleeping in the hangars and out on the decks to escape the closed-in heat of the berthing areas.
    Jacob said, "I'm glad you're okay. You are okay, right?"
    "Yeah. Not a scratch. You?"
    "I'm well enough. That is, I'm not hurt."
    For few minutes they stood there, watching as the new day dawned. The sun rose above the water, trailing ripples of gold that faded into the greys and blues of the waves. The air was warming.
    Daniel said, "Come on."
    It was some kind of choice that Jacob didn't bother to ask why or where. He just trailed after Daniel silently, down the hatch and deeper into the ship, until they fetched up against a door. Daniel stopped with his hand on it and raised one eyebrow. Jacob allowed himself one breath. Just one moment to think all the things that were going unsaid. Then he reached past Daniel and opened the linen storage locker door wide.
    The storeroom was airless and hot and the space was tight. But it was enough for what they needed. Daniel stood close to him but not touching, and shut the door behind them. In the darkness behind the closed door, Jacob took a breath and dug deep for the nerve to do this. He raised his hands and put them on Daniel's chest, feeling the heartbeat under his right palm, the strength of lean muscle, the heat.
    "I was so scared for you." He almost didn't recognize his own voice.
    "Me too. For you."
    "Sickbay's a pretty safe place."
    "Nothing is safe from bombs that can punch all the way through the ship."
    There didn't seem to be any answer to that. He rocked forward slightly. Daniel's hands closed on his biceps, steadying him, but not pushing him away.
    "Have you done this before?" Daniel's voice was cool but it shook a little on the last word.
    Jacob was suddenly glad he wasn't the only one scared to death here. "What are we doing?"
    "This." Daniel pulled him close. There was just enough light from under the door to see it coming, to tilt his head and part his lips. Then Daniel's mouth closed over his.
    Jacob had never felt anything like the touch of Daniel's mouth. He'd kissed girls, more than once. He even thought he'd gotten pretty good at it. But none of those kisses had shaken him down to his soul the way this one did. It was Daniel's lips and Daniel's taste, man and smoke and cigarettes and a strong flavor of mint. It occurred vaguely to Jacob that Daniel must have brushed his teeth recently, but that was irrelevant. The only thing that mattered was to have more. To open his mouth for the silken sweep of Daniel's tongue and to sway against him, feeling the solid mass of his chest against Jacob's own. To sense the slide of Daniel's hands from Jacob's arms to his shoulders. Until the clinch became a hug so tight they had to break the kiss because there was no room between them. Daniel's arms clamped around Jacob almost too tight for breath.
    "God." Daniel's voice was a whisper against his hair. "God. Holy God. I was so damned scared. I've been in action before. Hell, I was at Pearl. And I was never as scared as I was tonight, not knowing where you were or if you were safe."
    "Me too. I was listening to the PA. You had to have been right in the middle of it."
    "Near enough." Daniel loosened his grip enough for Jacob to draw a shaky breath.
    "Now what?" Jacob couldn't resist sliding his cheek against Daniel's neck.
    "I want to kiss you again."
    "Okay."
    Daniel cupped his face between warm calloused palms. His skin smelled like smoke and fireworks. Jacob thought from now on he would always love that smell. Daniel held him steady and kissed him. Slowly at first, and then warmer, wetter. Their tongues met and stroked. Daniel nipped at Jacob's lip and then Jacob pushed his tongue into Daniel's willing mouth. The soft moan Daniel uttered as he opened for him made Jacob's knees shake. He tightened his grip around Daniel's back and their hips pressed together. Daniel was as hard as he was.
    When they finally broke the kiss Jacob was panting.
    Daniel kissed his neck and then his brow. "Don't hold your breath."
    "Can't help it." Jacob felt dizzy and off balance. He frowned. "So have you?"
    "What?"
    "Done this before?"
    "Not really. Not for real. I did make out with another man a few times. Just enough to know this was what I wanted. Enough to scare myself silly by how much I wanted it. And that was nothing compared to you."
    "So you are certain you're..."
    "Queer? Homosexual? Yeah. I am.