This is almost as good, but he gets a lot out of just having Matt touching him. Danny drops back to perch on his desk, practically pulling Matt into his lap (it's solid oak and can hold their weight).

He only breaks the kiss once they're nearly breathless, panting against Matt's mouth as his own hands pull at soft fabric, tugging his shirt up so his hands can slide along bare skin.

"I think I can manage a half day." Their mouths clash again before he's even finished speaking.