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]

"Jesus, Steven--" He might die. He might actually die.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve laughed at that reaction, low and pleased with himself. "You'll love it."

[hatesparadise]

"You're gonna kill me if you keep that up." Definitely not a no.

[grenadesandohana]

"I'm not going to kill you," Steve laughed. "Big baby."

[hatesparadise]

"Wait until you're on this end." Oh, that was a threat and a promise that Danny had made without thinking about it. But there they were.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve shuddered. "Is that a promise?"

[hatesparadise]

"Yeah," Danny said, not able to deny him when he sounded like that. "Yeah. it is."

[grenadesandohana]

"Holy shit," Steve said, voice broken. "But you first."

[hatesparadise]

"Then you," Danny replied, glancing back at him to confirm needlessly that Steve was enjoying this too. Because this week would leave anyone hanging. "You're gonna get off too."

[grenadesandohana]

"Babe," Steve said, smiling a little to use Danny's word, "I'm getting off just watching you."

[hatesparadise]

"Yeah?" Danny asked, looking and sounding pretty pleased by that.

[grenadesandohana]

"So much better than porn," Steve said.

[hatesparadise]

Danny laughed, glancing over at where it was still playing. "High praise."

[grenadesandohana]

"He's got nothing on you," Steve promised.

[hatesparadise]

"Thank you, babe," Danny replied, chuckling a little as the action on the screen was one too many people for Steve's possessive nature to enjoy.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve was not into sharing, thank you.

"Always," he said, then moved his head back to where he couldn't talk any more.

[hatesparadise]

Which would only be amusing when it wasn't actually upsetting for Steve.

"Steve," he gasped, dropping his head to pant and muffle some of those noises against the couch.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve hummed and then really applied himself.

[hatesparadise]

The noise that came out of Danny at that was a sob. Unabashedly a sob as he did his level best to not press back to meet him, but there he was doing it anyway.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve could grow addicted to getting Danny to react like that. He kept going.

[hatesparadise]

"You're just--" Trying to kill him. But Danny would accept this death so long as he kept that up. Because now he was feeling so on edge from everything that this was going too quickly.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve hummed and did a thing with his tongue he'd definitely picked up from the instructional videos.

[hatesparadise]

Well, now they knew it really was instructional! Because Danny was going to end up hoarse at this rate.

Which might have been Steve's plan all along.

But it really only took a bit of that before he was making just a complete mess of the couch. Again.

[grenadesandohana]

Steve was just far too pleased about that as he pulled away and chuckled. "So you're a fan."

[hatesparadise]

"Jesus fucking Chirst, Steve." He was very much a fan!