Why your Highness, what sort of language is that for a queen to use?  He’d probably have rattled off, if they hadn’t just been in the throws of passion, and if honestly hadn’t felt like he’d fallen for the Queen.  Instead he whispers out the statement, “By the fucking gods.”  A genuine small crosses his features and he let’s out several breathless pants, trying to register all that had just happened and trying to come down from that place his mind had just gone.

He laughs a little bit, not for any reason in particular and places a gentle kiss on her soft and supple lips, his large hand finding her smaller one.  Gently lacing their hands together as he pressed his forehead against her’s letting his nose lightly brush against her’s, Danny ghosted over her lips again.  "Oh fuck is definitely right.“  They were hot, sweaty, and boy did he not have any regrets about what just happened.

Swapping their positions again, he placed himself on bottom, and let her rest on top of him, which just seemed more practical due to size difference.  "I wouldn’t have chosen two better words.”  He breathlessly snickers and lays his head back– that was indescribably amazing..