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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[grenadesandohana]

"Oh, God, more like that," Steve murmured, squeezing Danny's ass. "You're perfect."

[hatesparadise]

It was his favorite part of Danny after all, wasn't it?

"Don't want you to stop," Danny sighed, digging his fingers into the arm of the couch to push back and encourage more of that grip on him. "It's all so... so good."

[grenadesandohana]

Easily top three, yeah.

Steve whined at that new sensation and held onto Danny's hips even more tightly. "Close," he finally admitted.

[hatesparadise]

Danny nodded like that would be good enough for Steve to know he was too. So very close now.

"Please," he managed to get out there.

[grenadesandohana]

"I've got you," Steve murmured, sliding his hand between Danny's leg to get him the last little bit there.

[hatesparadise]

Which meant Danny was very quickly making a complete mess of another couch and his own stomach from that touch. If anyone asked, this week was... great for a number of things. Holding back in the moment? Not one of them.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve only needed to feel Danny to lose his own tenuous grip on control. "Fuck me. That was amazing."

[hatesparadise]

Danny nodded, still breathing heavily as he tried to calm back down from all of that. "So amazing," he agreed.

[grenadesandohana]

This week was incredible for knocking down some inhibitions.

"I'm not done with you yet," he said, voice raspy.

[hatesparadise]

"Babe," Danny said, shivering a little as he remembered what Steve had said.

[grenadesandohana]

"Too much?" Steve murmured.

[hatesparadise]

"You're gonna melt my brain if you do that." Was that meant as a deterrent or encouragement? Hard to say!

[grenadesandohana]

"I like to see you with a melted brain," Steve said.

[hatesparadise]

"Show me what you've got then," Danny said, voice dropping into a slightly lower timber and toes curling a little at the thought of it.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve had never done this but it was him, and Danny, and it was worth a try, right? He leaned back, placed a kiss on the small of Danny's back and then moved lower.

[hatesparadise]

If he thought Danny could or even would judge him on this...

Danny gave another little shiver and tried to get his knees beneath himself again to at least try to make it easier for Steve. Or maybe to mimic what was happening on the TV.

They seemed to know what they were doing even if porn was kinda far from real life in a lot of ways.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve stopped immediately. "You good?"

There was a lot less checking in during porn.

[hatesparadise]

"'m good," Danny assured him, glancing back. "You good?"

[grenadesandohana]

"I'm very good," Steve said with a little smile.

[hatesparadise]

Danny looked pretty relieved to get that confirmation, honestly. Because Steve liked to leap forward and leave Danny to worry about the details.

Which apparently translated into sex with them too.

"Good. We're good."

[grenadesandohana]

"Tell me if you hate this," Steve murmured, then dipped his head down before he could change his mind.

Something wet and warm incoming, Danny.

[hatesparadise]

Which caused a noise that Danny would deny to his dying day and a sharp gasp as he clutched the a of the couch again.

It was probably safe to say that he wasn't hating it.

[grenadesandohana]

Well, Steve had a new sound he wanted to hear all the time. His hands took a firmer grip on Danny's ass as he, um, applied himself.

[hatesparadise]

"Steve--" Would his name being cut off for more of those sounds work? Because that was about all that Danny was capable if with him doing that.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve was feeling very appreciated, yes. One of his hands slipped back between Danny's legs again. Since the sofa was already ruined...