let's be honest, I've never met a cliche I didn't like
Because there is no such thing as too much of a good thing, especially if you live in paradise:
The Hawaii Five-0 Cliche Meme
Fake boyfriends, accidental marriages, and amnesia, OH MY!
Whatever your poison, whatever you favorite cliche, it's open and allowed here. Want to see Steve and Danny make out for cover and discover their ~true feelings? ( Read more... )
The Hawaii Five-0 Cliche Meme
Fake boyfriends, accidental marriages, and amnesia, OH MY!
Whatever your poison, whatever you favorite cliche, it's open and allowed here. Want to see Steve and Danny make out for cover and discover their ~true feelings? ( Read more... )
Steve gives him precisely one second before he moves across the space between them and spoons right up against Danny's back. He hears Danny's hiss of breath as he registers Steve's own hardness, settled firmly against the curve of his ass, and another sharp intake of breath as Steve's arm wraps around him. Steve busies himself with kissing the back of Danny's neck as his hand works its way down the front of Danny's sweats.
"Steve-" But then there's a gasp as Steve finds what he's looking for, and he grinds his hips forward as he rubs his thumb over the tip of Danny's cock again, hard and heavy in his hand. "Either 'm still asleep and I'm going to wake up very, very embarrassed," Danny gasps out as he pushes his hips back into where Steve's thrusting against him, "or we have seriously been sending each other some mixed signals."
"You think this-" Steve thrusts his hips and gives Danny's cock a squeeze. "-is some sort of mixed signal? What could I possibly mean by this other than the obvious?"
"Before," Danny groans, "I meant before this very moment, because I think I'm interpreting these signals pretty clearly."
"Good," Steve breathes into the skin below Danny's ear, and then he's back to sucking kisses into Danny's neck, raising himself on one elbow so he can twist and lean and kiss his way up Danny's jaw, and then Danny gets with the program and twists a little and then, God, Danny kisses like he's going to die if he doesn't, fierce and hard and possessive.
Danny shifts again and Steve rolls until Danny's stretched out beneath him, and now it's better, his tongue in Danny's mouth his cock pressed into Danny's hip, Danny's against Steve's stomach. They thrust against each other as their tongues battle, and then Danny reaches between them and wraps his hand around Steve and does something totally unfair with his wrist and Steve gasps, moans, and suddenly it's Danny's tongue in his mouth, Danny shoving up into his body, Danny stroking and pumping and trailing his other hand down to palm Steve's ass, and that's it, Steve's arching down into Danny and panting as he comes.
Danny pulls his hand, sticky with come, from Steve's pants and reaches for his own dick, rubbing up and down until Steve can connect one brain cell to another and reach his own hand down to join Danny's sticky with Steve's come on his own cock. Steve rubs his thumb over the head of Danny's cock and that's all it takes, Danny's shuddering under him, coming apart with a broken-sounding groan.
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I'm thinking there might need to be one more part, in which there's some sort of aftermath. We shall see. :D
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"Seriously," Danny says at some point, "seriously, we could have been doing that for months-"
Steve laughs against Danny's skin, sweaty from sex and Steve's mouth, and rubs his thumb across Danny's hip. "We can do it for months from now on," he promises.
"Years," Danny corrects him. "Years and years of that, that's what I'm talking about. That's the kind of sex I want to be having for the rest of my life." There's a drawn-out pause before he adds, "I have literally no brain-to-mouth filter after sex, so please ignore what I'm saying right now."
"What, like you have such an effective brain-to-mouth filter the rest of the time? Like you're not always just spitting out whatever's crossing your mind-"
"Not true, Steven, or I would have told you exactly what you look like in those tight shirts and cargo pants and we could have gotten to this a lot sooner-"
"What do I like like, hmm?" Steve grins, propping himself up on an elbow so he can look down at Danny. "What would you have said?"
"That you walk around in that clothing that doesn't hide anything, that I can see how you get off on chasing people down, on the adrenaline, and it makes me want to do insane shit like go down on you in the car after we cuff the bastard we're chasing because I can see how it makes you half-hard in your pants and I just want my mouth on your-"
"Jesus," Steve breathes as he leans in to crush his mouth to Danny's. "Okay, yeah, that would have gotten us here a lot sooner."
Danny shrugs a shoulder. "We're here now."
"Mhmm," Steve agrees. "We're here now."
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Er, sorry, end of shameless self-promotion :D
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:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D
Danny without a brain-to-mouth filter is delightful >:D
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