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

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

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"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.

[grenadesandohana]

"Cute, hmm?" Steve laughed. "I was a this tall with half the muscle mass."

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"Cute," Danny confirmed, looking over his shoulder to give Steve a teasing grin.

[grenadesandohana]

"Not that cute," Steve argued, squeezing Danny.

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Danny gasped at that, back arching a little into him. "You're cute now. You--you were cute then."

[grenadesandohana]

Steve let go of Danny temporarily, fumbled with the lube packet, and slicked his fingers up.

Because unlike the film in front of them, they couldn't just cut out the part with the prep. That guy was taking a pounding like a champ.

He put his hand back and moved a little faster. "I don't want to be cute."

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"I like you cute," Danny groaned, starting to lose the plot when Steve was doing that all. And it couldn't be said that the movie was leaving him unaffected either. "Christ, babe--"

[grenadesandohana]

"Give me orders," Steve demanded in the least deferent way possibly ever.

[hatesparadise]

"Fuck me," he all but begged there, reaching back to press his hand between them to grab hold of Steve.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve answering moan was echoed by the guy on television, whose stamina was proving quite impressive.

"God, yes," Steve gasped, sliding his slicked finger along Danny, up, and in. They'd been busy this week, but it never hurt to check.

[hatesparadise]

Well, they were professionals there.

Danny pressed back to take those fingers easily because this week was giving them all kinds of energy to do this enough for that. So might as well take advantage, right? "C'mon. That's an order, sailor," he said with a little smirk back at Steve.

[grenadesandohana]

That was really, really working for Steve, judging by the way he kissed Danny back. He twisted his fingers, searching for a very specific spot because he was a perfectionist like that.

[hatesparadise]

Wouldn't be Steve if he wasn't!

Danny moaned once he found it, digging a heel into the ground next to Steve's foot to press back onto Steve's fingers more firmly. "Babe--"

[grenadesandohana]

"I've got you," Steve said, curling his fingers again. "Gonna take such good care--"

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"You better," Danny said, gasping now as he tried his best to focus. "I want you in me. Fuck me, c'mon."

Of course he'd be bossy even when begging.