MCA#0, Thursday night

[grenadesandohana]

Steve and Danny, being respectable members of the law enforcement community, had been showing up for work oh so handwavily on time, putting in their time, and then coming home and engaging in...

Well. Cardio.

And since they were closer to forty than they were to their twenties (which they both resented, just a little), neither would be complaining about the island's enhancement to their lives.

Danny had gone out for food and beer and so Steve had taken that time to do a little bit of cleaning (neat freak that he was) and then waited to pounce once Danny came back through the door. And put the beer and pizza down, Steve wasn't a complete Neandrathal.

[OOC: For that guy with the pizza!]

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[hatesparadise]

Danny sighed, closing his eyes and enjoying that more that he rightly should. "Leave it to you to focus on that."

[grenadesandohana]

"Just fact checking," Steve said, sliding his hand just over Danny and then back down onto the other leg.

[hatesparadise]

"Tease," Danny grumbled.

[grenadesandohana]

"You're not gonna give me orders?" Steve teased. "Sergeant Thunderdick--" not his real name but Steve hadn't been paying attention to dialogue, "--seems to be getting off on it."

[hatesparadise]

"That what you want?" Danny asked, unable to help but laugh at the name. "Because I can boss you around."

Danny? Bossy? Noooooo.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve shivered and tried to hide it. "Yeah, let's try it out."

[hatesparadise]

Which didn't work nearly as well for him when Danny was this close.

"Put your hands on me again," Danny ordered.

[grenadesandohana]

"Where?" Steve asked, nuzzling Danny's neck.

[hatesparadise]

"Oh, that specific?" he asked, shifting a little in place before he grabbed Steve's hands to place them onto his thighs before working on unfastening his pants.

[grenadesandohana]

"It's very important to get orders correct," Steve said, nipping down.

[hatesparadise]

"When you like 'em," Danny countered, grabbing one of Steve's hands to press it down the front of his now open pants.

[grenadesandohana]

"Well, obviously," Steve said, moving his hand slowly.

[hatesparadise]

Danny sighed and rolled his hips to enjoy that a little more. "Good to know you like this one."

[grenadesandohana]

"It's got my attention," Steve said, nipping Danny's earlobe.

[hatesparadise]

"Again," Danny ordered, pressing back against Steve without meaning to. "Keep that up."

[grenadesandohana]

"Yes sir," Steve murmured in his ear, biting down again.

[hatesparadise]

"God, I wish this could be all the time," Danny sighed like he wouldn't end up passing out form exhaustion if the whole sex pollen thing kept up longer than a week.

[grenadesandohana]

"We wouldn't get a damn thing done but mmmm, worth it."

[hatesparadise]

"Really worth it right now," Danny agreed, sounding so much more compliant than he ever did. Steve just had to do all this to get there!

[grenadesandohana]

Steve would remember, though.

Steve bit down again and moved his hand a little faster. Meanwhile the movie had moved from the shower and were doing innovative things on a bunkbed.

[hatesparadise]

Danny whined a little at the combination, gripping Steve's forearm tightly as he rolled his hips to feel how much Steve was enjoying it all as well. "Good--so good, babe."

[grenadesandohana]

Steve sighed softly. "Good," he said.

[hatesparadise]

Danny reached back to grip Steve's hip and side blindly, just needing more of him at that moment. "Gonna tell me how those beds wouldn't be able to support what they're doin' next?" he teased.

[grenadesandohana]

"They're sturdy, but not that sturdy," Steve agreed.

The guy on screen sure seemed to be enjoying himself, though. He was very vocal.

Steve wriggled a bit--figured Danny wouldn't mind him taking initiative--and got his pants out of the way and the lube out of his pocket. Go team Steve.

[hatesparadise]

Danny was so on board with Steve taking initiative that he gripped at Steve's pants to help him out with that.

"Ruinin' my fantasies of cute lil' boot camp you," he replied. In no way could hell week Steve be considered lil' or cute.