Steve McGarrett and the ball and chain - Part 1/2
Title : Steve McGarrett and the ball and chain
Author : siriala
Rating : NC-17
Word count : 16,5k
Fandom : Hawaii Five-0 (2010)
Genre : slash, AU, fantasy
Characters : Danny Williams, Steve McGarrett, Grace Williams, Charlie Williams, Kono Kalakaua, Chin Ho Kelly, Abby Dunn, Sara Diaz, Adam Noshimuri, Nick Taylor, OCs
Pairings : Danny Williams/Steve McGarrett ; Nick/Steve in the dream
Beta : the wonderful and incredible honscot
Disclaimer : balivernes et billevesées, hokum and twaddle. Hawaii Five-0 (2010) and its characters belong to CBS, I'm just playing with them temporarily.
Warnings/enticements : public nudity, erotic dreams, bottom!Steve, top!Danny, sex toys, bogus medical condition and procedure, exhibitionism, established relationship, other pairing in the dream
Summary : Steve is a non-visible, a malformed being. He can't wait for his 18th birthday to become a man, someone who will count. Someone worthy of Danny's love, in every meaning of the word.
Notes : Eighth and last part of the Steve in dreamland series. While each part might be readable as a stand-alone, I encourage you to read the series from the beginning, as Steve is on a personal journey that makes more sense if read in order.
This fic takes place months later, after Danny and Steve have already lived together for a while, and concludes the series. The previous fic was supposed to be the last one, but then I had an idea, more than two years after the first one, for this new scenario, and it appears, considering the word count, that the boys still had a lot to say ! So you never know, I might get inspired someday to add to it, but right now I feel it's complete as Steve and Danny are now together for the long haul and happy as can be.
This was also written to fill the exhibitionism/exposure square of my seasonofkink bingo card, though the challenge is long gone by the time I finally post.
In case you're wondering, the shop the guys visit is completely invented. But you can listen for real to Janis Joplin and her glorious voice and soul singing Ball and Chain here. There's no spoiler for season 10 at all, the only recent canon events I allude to take place in season 8 and 9 (big spoiler for that one at the very end of the story).
I want to profusely thank honscot for the last time and say how invaluable her help has been all along. She's the one who made it possible to share with you my little fics in the hope you'd enjoy them, and not just inflict on you my broken English.
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Janis Joplin was bellowing to the tune of Ball and Chain as Steve entered the house, singing her heart out for anyone who might want it, and Danny's ass was dancing along.
"Good choice, Danno," Steve said, leaning down for a kiss that Danny made longer than anticipated in front of the kids, rolling his tongue over Steve's lips.
"1967 live at Monterey, best performance ever !"
"How do you know that ?" Grace asked, following after Steve to put the smaller grocery bag they had bought together on the kitchen table. "You weren't even born back then."
Danny turned his face, sporting a horrified expression, back to Steve. Which told Steve better than anything that it was some old, fun argument between father and daughter.
"What have you done with this child ?" Danny wondered dramatically. "Where's my sweet kid ?"
"Lost in time, I guess."
Steve smiled at Gracie before he kissed her head.
"What's smelling so good ?" he asked, quickly dropping his index finger into the sauce to get a taste.
The answer came fast in the form of a wooden spoon hitting his hand.
"You Cro-Magnon ! You still haven't learned good manners !"
"Did I just get an upgrade from Neanderthal to Cro-Magnon ?"
Danny laughed but he kept menacing Steve with his spoon.
"Don’t let it go to your head, you heathen. And don't you dare touch my sauce."
Charlie's voice was heard from the other side.
"It's good, Dad. You should let Uncle Steve taste it."
They turned to watch the boy who had recently decided that Danno was too childish or girly a name and stopped using it altogether. Danny was quite bummed about it and had tried to change his son's mind but his rant had probably achieved the opposite effect to the one desired. Steve was pretty sure Danny was about to ask him again when they both witnessed Grace going for the plate in her turn. Caught in the act, she smiled sweetly and then proceeded to lick her finger clean.
"He's right, Danno," she finally said, soothing her father's bruised heart. "It's too good to resist."
"You're outnumbered, Danny," Steve concluded, kissing him again to smooth his surrender, "just admit it."
Steve loved their family life. Though it might seem having a kid of his own wasn't in the cards anymore, it didn't feel like such a sacrifice when he couldn't be happier sharing with Danny the care of his two wonderful children.
Soon after the day Danny and Steve had sat the kids down to tell them about their relationship and their desire to live together, Grace had done the same in reverse, alone with Steve this time, to tell him about her fears concerning her mother's reaction and how happy she personally was that Danno had finally seen the light. Steve had quickly gathered that Grace had known for a long while about his feelings for her father, hoping that they would, someday, end up together.
In the end, Rachel hadn't been surprised to learn about Danny's relationship with Steve. Maybe a bit cold at first, and certainly a lot jealous, but Grace had played her part to bring her to see that it was for the best. Gracie had been very ambivalent about her parents getting back together, knowing how much they could hurt each other and that it often brought the worst out of her mother. She loved them both too much to want to see a repeat of their earlier fiascos. And then she thought Steve, who she considered already as another stepfather, deserved happiness too, and she couldn't imagine him hurting her Danno the way Rachel had done more than once. They bickered, they argued, they fought, they even traded insults at times, but they didn't lie to each other, not about the important stuff.
Charlie had taken it all in stride, not really seeing any difference, save for the fact that he got to spend way more time with Steve. The details of a couple's life were still of no interest to him, or the point Danny had made that his father and Uncle Steve now shared a room. He had simply approved the move the day Danny had come to live at Steve's house, glad to know he would be able to enjoy the ocean on every day he got to spend with Danno.
And Danny had made sure to make Steve feel included in their lives. They took turns putting Charlie to bed, listening to him and making meals, helping with homework and dealing with everyday stuff.
In this new life, Steve felt grounded - there was no other way to put it - like he had never before. It was the life he had always dreamed of, had even hoped for a while he could finally get with Cath, and mostly given up on when they had broken up, only to find out it was just there for the taking if he opened his eyes and admitted to his feelings for his partner.
Danny was his love, his rock, his everything. And yes, he could say that without blushing and feeling like a fool. A lovesick teenager with no grasp on the realities of love. For they had been living together for enough time now that Steve knew he was right, and it would remain so for as long as they were both faithful to each other.
Their arguments got resolved just as before, in long rants from Danny that elicited the same kind of bad-faith answers from Steve, and the world kept turning right. To love didn't mean to stop mocking the other, or pointing out their flaws. But it sure meant putting it all in perspective, ignoring the bad that didn't hurt and praising the good. Which often led to great, really great sex.
Steve's sex drive had always been healthy but easily put aside. Going away on missions that left no place for that kind of pleasure, especially in countries that still kept women hidden and accountable for any dalliance, had made sure that he was able to forget about or deviate any need of that kind that could arise after the heat of the moment.
It seemed to Steve that Danny had all but shattered this ability and made him a new man.
In these intimate moments, Steve knew for sure he would never get enough of Danny inside him. Every time they made love and Danny slid deep in his ass, fighting to get sheathed like he deserved, to possess Steve, to offer him the world of pleasures and love he got inside him, Steve's fear unraveled. He could feel now how far from the mark he had been in his dreams, those pale and unsatisfying attempts at creating what he craved and thought he'd never get.
Making love with Danny was a feast, a celebration, joy and passion. They had fun together, they could read each other's needs and hesitations. They could even talk about it and make the talk sexy, make it okay to try something new or to put it off until such time one managed to overcome the other's reservations, or one simply wanted to give what the other wished for.
Steve had never been one to shy away from what needed to be done, and it was no surprise that, in this just like in everything else, Danny often tried to talk him out of rushing head first into a new experience. Steve discovered the merits of taking it slow and thorough, of following your partner's lead - ignoring Danny's gloating when some of it bled into their work relationship and Steve found himself more opened to Danny's way of dealing with stuff and people. Letting him take the lead more often, more easily.
This new, more relaxed attitude had been a tremendous help when it came to living together in close quarters. They had always spent an awful lot of time together, in and out of work, but had relied for many years on the knowledge that they could retreat to their own homes if ever the other's presence became too much. There was no such failsafe after Danny moved in. The kids had helped, providing distraction and the need to be on their best behavior, but whereas Danny could rely on the experience gathered through his first, failed marriage, it was Steve who had to learn the more. Danny blamed his control freak tendencies, Steve reminded him that he had never lived for long with anyone before. Someone he was supposed to share everything with.
But learned he had, and it was all so rewarding that he could not be happier now.
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There was something very fishy about the fact that the firefighter Steve had stupidly hit on, before he found the cojones to talk to Danny, always seemed to know when he was working alone late at headquarters. It happened rarely enough these days, now that he had a lover and a family to get back to, that it couldn't be a mere coincidence.
And yet Emerson was back, looking at Steve like he hung the moon and the stars, and that was not something Steve ever wanted to see in anybody's eyes but Danny's (who made him work hard to get there !).
"Fancy meeting you here," Emerson began, and Steve's hackles immediately rose.
"Unless you're here about a case, I have work to do and no time to entertain guests."
"That's too bad, because I feel we could have some great time together."
"Listen, man. I already told you, I'm committed and not interested. You gotta find someone else."
Emerson walked to his desk and managed to take Steve's left hand in his.
"You keep saying that, but I don't see a ring on that finger. Williams got cold feet ?"
"That's none of your business," Steve shot back curtly, pulling his hand out of Emerson's grip. "Please, go ! And stop coming back to try your luck. You'll only get the same answer, over and over again."
It was becoming harder every time to remain civil with the man. Rumor was Emerson had been a bit of a player when he was supposed to be attracted to the fairer sex, and it seemed his old habit had transferred to men when Steve had misguidedly awakened in him the courage to go for his real desire.
Steve had hoped Danny would come back soon from his meeting with Rachel and put an end to the annoying conversation. But he was still a no show, so there was only one way to end this, and it meant being as non-subtle as possible. He walked to the door, passing next to Emerson to show him the way out.
It was a tactical error and Emerson took a chance, reaching for Steve's neck to pull his face down and kiss him. Steve tensed and forced himself not to retaliate in a forceful manner, pushing Emerson away instead of striking him the way he wanted.
"What was that ?" he asked harshly.
Before Emerson had time to respond, another voice rose from his office door.
"Should I leave you two alone ?" Danny inquired.
The tone was cold, cutting, and Steve felt himself reacting to it. The sudden numbness of his body was belied by the lurch of his heart, as if a spear had passed through it and taken away all happiness. But he'd be damned if he let that idiot ruin what he had with Danny.
"No," he denied, "I think you arrived at the perfect moment to explain to Emerson the nature of the relationship you and me share."
Life seemed to come back in Danny's eyes at these words, and Steve was able to breathe again. He had always been very honest with his lover about Emerson's attempts at seducing him through words and casual touches. Of course, this honesty mainly stemmed from the desire to maintain a healthy dose of jealousy and let Danny know that he was still attractive to other people, but Steve was also determined to make sure they could tell each other anything.
"An exclusive one," Danny explained, his eyes boring into Emerson's. "Exclusive and sustained by love, something that doesn't exist between you and Steve. Steve is mine, do you get it ? No matter how many times you try to seduce him, no matter how many new excuses you find to show up in his office to feel him up, he'll still be mine, and mine only. Does it clarify the matter for you ?"
"I don't…" Emerson began.
"Because if it doesn't, I guess you should be aware that this man, this highly trained and multi-decorated SEAL, would have no difficulty breaking any of your fingers that would attempt to touch him again. Knowing Steve, and I pride myself on knowing him very well, inside and out, it's probably only because I taught him it's neither polite nor a good thing to do between public servants that your arms haven't been detached from your torso. I also think it's my duty, as an officer of the law, to remind you that he's got a gun, and that he's not afraid to use it. Now it might be only me, but I can't help feeling that your best course of action at this point is to run the other way, and never to come back."
Emerson was watching Danny with his mouth open, but it was hard to decide if he was more concerned about Danny's crazy talk or the implied threat inherent to flirting with Steve.
But then Danny took one step in his direction and Emerson's reaction was to indeed run the other way. Hopefully never to come back.
Steve watched him leave headquarters, disappearing in the corridor towards the elevator before the door even had time to close behind him. With a relieved laugh, he turned back to Danny and took him in his arms.
"Man, that was sexy," he said, kissing Danny's neck.
"You liked that, didn't you ? I should have known you'd react that way to threats."
"Yes, you should've."
"Well, that guy should have known better than to fuck with us, but there you go."
"Some guys just don't know how to take no for an answer. With a little bit of luck, your explanation will help him with that."
"It's that or I'll have to make you mine right in front of him."
Steve felt a shiver going through him at the possessive tone. He leaned down to steal a kiss, and then another one, and his hands began to roam over Danny's body in answer to Danny's own caresses.
"Sometimes," Steve said between kisses, "I wonder if I fell in love first because of your ability to out-rant anyone or because of your class-A ass."
"What question is that ? My ass, of course. And then I kept you addicted with my incredible charm and wit."
"Funny, I was going to say your abusive arguments."
"See, that's why you need me to teach you about those things. You're still confused."
"Clearly. Or I would have been able to get rid of Emerson long ago."
"Don't worry, babe. I'll fight the dragon and keep you safe."
"I'm the Navy SEAL, remember ? I fight dragons and keep people safe."
Danny watched him with all the love in his heart, and Steve felt himself out of breath for a moment.
"That you do, selflessly," Danny said, "and you do it admirably. But when it comes to you, let me be the one making sure you're safe, okay ? Safe and happy."
"You do that every day, Danny."
It had been a tough learning curve for him to let Danny take care of him the way Steve liked to take care of Danny, but everything they had lived through together had brought him there, from North Korea to Hawaii, on all those occasions Danny had come to look for Steve and stayed by his side while he recovered. Steve had accepted to rely on someone else, even when it came to his battered heart, and he congratulated himself each and every day for taking this chance, allowing Danny to become his best friend, and his best love.
He leaned down again to take Danny's mouth once more. Their kiss this time went deep and lasted long.
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"What's the occasion ?" Steve exclaimed as he watched Abby and Kono carefully bringing a big cake to the table.
"I heard through the grapevine," Kono explained with an intent look towards Danny, "that it was time to mark you guys' first anniversary of the day you both took your heads out of your cute bottoms and realized you shared something important."
"That's right ! " Chin approved, "even though I might have put it differently. Happy anniversary, Danny and Steve!"
It felt a bit weird to kiss Danny in front of their old friends, but Danny didn't seem to have the same problem, so Steve gave it his best, kissing his lover chastely but long enough to show he meant business. Abby applauded, Kono catcalled and Chin laughed, and then all three raised their glasses, inviting the happy couple to do so as well to toast the past year and wish for many more. Even little Sara, who didn't seem really interested in the proceedings and the two visitors she hardly remembered, raised her OJ glass and shouted happy anniversary too.
As they shared good wishes and happy memories of the years the core four of Five-0 had spent together, Steve couldn't regret that he had given in when Danny had insisted they should take a vacation, together, for their anniversary. Leaving Hawaii and his team, when it wasn't for some far-away mission, was still hard on him, and Steve had felt guilty and downright restless on their first day here in San Fran, enough that Danny had finally offered in anger to get him an earlier flight back home.
Sending him home alone, Danny staying behind for an occasion that was supposed to be about their coming together, the celebration of their shared life. Only then had Steve realized he was acting like a fool, jeopardizing everything he had patiently built in that previous year, the life that had him happy at last.
The make-up sex last night had been quite phenomenal. And then tonight the special dinner at Chin and Abby's, with the added surprise of Kono's presence. Seeing his ohana again and getting all of them back together was Danny's priceless gift, one Steve had almost missed because of old habits and ingrained obsessions.
He loved to see them all so happy, filled his heart with laughter and good-natured ribbings. And now that he had made the adjustment, he kept a hand on his lover's waist when Danny stood up and raised his glass.
"I want you to know that although I was sad to see you all leave Hawaii - I didn't cry my little heart out like Steve…"
"You're such a terrible liar, Danno," Steve interrupted him, exchanging an amused look with Chin.
"… but it was still a sad moment - I'm very happy to see you all glowing, thriving in your new jobs. I look forward to visiting your task force tomorrow, Chin and Abby. And Kono, we've watched you learn and grow from a rookie cop to a trained elite officer, and now your achievements make us all so proud to be called your friends and partners. I know I don't speak only for myself when I say there's no one I'd rather be with to celebrate this step in Steve's life and mine. Let's hope this is only the first of many other anniversaries spent together."
"Hear, hear !" chimed in from all around the table.
Steve just had to kiss Danny again after that, not only for the wonderful idea of bringing them together with their ohana to celebrate them, but also for sharing his hopes that they'd have many more occasions to do so in the future.
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Chin and Abby's offices where not that different from the ones at Five-0. The big computer table especially reminded them of their headquarters in Oahu, although they could see that Chin had added a few improvements of his own that Steve immediately decided to implement back at home.
He refrained from offering his help when SFPD called to ask for the team's help in a sensitive case. He didn't want Chin to feel obligated, for one, and then he knew Danny wouldn't be happy with him if he did work and put himself in harm's way in the middle of their romantic vacation. Running after a purse snatcher like he did on their first day in San Fran was one thing ; looking for work and potential trouble was something else entirely that Danny wouldn't easily forgive him for.
"Look, guys," Steve said, "we're gonna get out of your hair. Call us if you have time to meet again before we head back home."
"Sure, Steve."
"It was good seeing you again, brah," Steve assured as they hugged, and Chin echoed the sentiment, promptly followed by Danny.
He did the same with Abby once she was off the phone sending coordinates to the rest of their team to get together at the crime scene. He would have liked to meet them all, make sure that Chin and Abby had good people watching their backs, but it seemed it would have to wait for another time.
"I'm very proud of you," Danny said once they were alone in the street, hand gripping Steve's arm as they walked aimlessly. "I'm sure you wanted to go with them, but you didn't even suggest that we were available in case of need. That's some major development, one that I intend to reward very thoroughly at the next opportunity."
"Yeah ?" Steve grinned.
"Yeah. Very thoroughly."
They kissed on it, Steve already imagining what kind of reward he could count on.
Steve threw his arm over Danny's shoulders and they resumed their walk, soaking up the city's particular vibe and sharing their impressions. He felt more than happy ; it seemed nothing could touch him in these moments, not with Danny's arm around his waist, his love showing through every smile, their closeness clearer than ever.
Danny was the first to notice the rainbow-like walls of the sex shop. They were still downtown, but the street was quiet enough, nondescript save for that specific shop.
"Come !" Danny said, acting on the spur of the moment as he tugged on Steve's hand.
The sex shop's name had Steve snorting. It read Love me do (me), the last word painted in an already paler color, faded by time, sun and rain, that made it more difficult to see. He wouldn't dare going in such a place at home, worrying they might find the indecent purchase of the head of Five-0 detailed on the web in case they'd be recognized. But here, feeling anonymous enough, they didn't have such reservations and Steve followed Danny inside with curiosity and no small amount of eagerness.
The place tried to look artsy rather than dealing in potentially obscene human needs. There were screens all around the shop, showing adult short movies. The first one Steve saw featured a bunch of pretty boys, looking nothing like the Beatles despite the bowl cut they were all sporting and the 60's styled clothes they quickly lost, going for a lascivious dance enhancing abs and other male attributes that certainly did something funny to Steve's gut.
He suddenly realized that Danny had moved on without him and went to look for his wayward lover, trying his best not to blush when he found him in front of a very eclectic display of gigantic dildos. Some looked so weird in shape and color that his mind refused to imagine himself decked out in those - though he knew well he would try them if Danny insisted.
"I've been thinking lately," Danny said, lost in thought.
"That's never a good thing," Steve worried.
"Like you complain when I try new stuff on you," Danny reminded him. "Look at that beauty !"
The monster - literally, the thing looked like a dragon or a dinosaur, wearing crests and tips all over its body that had nothing to do with the smooth toys they had at home that Danny had agreed to get online for once - had Steve feeling equal dread and fascination. Beyond the very rough general aspect of the thing, that he was pretty sure had been tested and authorized, the sheer girth and length of the device made his ass clench on its own volition.
He wasn't quite clear if it was out of fright or impatience.
They looked at other models, some vibrating, some including a light, some with a flaring head, some overly long. Steve lost track of all the features and options as more and more images of what Danny and he could do with all those toys, only coming back when he heard Danny talking with someone else.
"We want something big. The color is negotiable, but we'd prefer something unusual on all accounts."
"If you want something unusual able to match big boy here," the sales assistant said with an admiring glance at Steve's body and crotch, assuming like most people because of their respective heights that Steve was the pitcher to Danny's catcher, "you need to look through this display."
The young man took them towards another aisle, oblivious to Danny's annoyed glare that redoubled when the clerk kept on asking Steve slightly intimate questions, as if he was the one in charge here. Danny's patience came to a swift end and he snapped his fingers a few times in front of the guy's face to get his attention back.
"Okay, Casanova, let's keep it real. We can take our business elsewhere if you don't stop hitting on my man."
It was said in such a way that the guy seemed to finally understand he had it all wrong and maybe Steve was not what he was looking for. Another glare sent him back to his desk, leaving Danny and Steve to do their own research.
"Look at this !"
Once again, Steve's eyes followed Danny's arm and pointed finger.
"No !" he said high and clear.
"Don't be so pig-headed. Take a closer look."
The chair didn't look that comfortable to begin with. There was no backrest, no armrest. Just a plate over four legs, and a dildo screwed or set in its center, standing big and proud, ready to take on the first person crazy enough to sit on it. And Steve could so very well see himself play that game for Danny's pleasure. Not to mention his own, a little voice added in his head.
"No," he repeated, trying to be the voice of reason here. "We can't take that kind of thing on the plane back home."
Danny considered it a moment longer.
"You're right, we'll have to buy it online. Or have one built to our specs. We just need to find a good joiner. Then we can add straps and whatnots."
"Alright, let's not get ahead of ourselves," Steve cut Danny off before leading him to the rest of the display.
Danny followed, disgruntled at first, until he stood transfixed, staring at a package filled with a toy whose use Steve couldn't begin to guess.
"Play the horn and call back the dogs," Danny finally said, raising a hand to show Steve how serious he was. "The hunt is over, we're getting this. No question, no recrimination. You're gonna love it."
To avoid answering Steve's interrogations, Danny gripped his hand once again and marched them towards the cashier's desk. Still, he made a detour to grab one of the big, anatomically-confused dildos he had previously admired and Steve couldn't find his voice to protest or demand that he choose something else.
This time, the salesman refrained from commenting as Danny paid but Steve could very well see the twinkle in his eyes when he handed him over the bag.
"Have fun, boys ! We have an online site if you want to comment about the products or share your experience…"
"We'll think about it, thanks," Danny replied.
Even back at their hotel, Danny refused to explain the toy he had bought before they had had dinner, leaving Steve on tenterhooks the whole time. Steve retaliated by sitting next to him and being more handsy than usual, since two could play at this game and make the other crazy with anticipation and lust.
At this rate, dinner didn't last that long, dessert spent with Steve's hand over Danny's dick and Danny's hand taking up residence inside Steve's cargo pants to reach for his asshole. They were somewhat drunk, on desire more than alcohol, but managed to remain discreet enough that no one caught them in the act. Or so it seemed anyway.
They made it back to their room trading kisses and caresses. They were hardly inside, door still open on the corridor at the risk of someone hearing them, when Danny told Steve to get naked for him, and Steve didn't even try to make it look like he wasn't eager to get there. His clothes disappeared in record time.
Then he stood in place and let Danny admire him to his heart's content. They both liked to indulge in that kind of moment ; Steve enjoyed feeling beautiful in his lover's eyes while Danny said he made his world prettier, more lovable.
Once they felt good enough, and a lot calmer than during dinner, Danny reminded Steve not to move before he went in search of their latest toys.
Getting hard already, Steve watched him take the unknown toy out of its packaging without the same worry he had felt at the sex shop. Alcohol and need helped, sure, but he also knew that whatever was about to happen, Danny would take care of him and make sure he felt the greatest pleasure.
And yet he was no closer to imagining what the thing might be used for. There were chains that he could see now, and what looked like a gag ball. It seemed he would get tied in the near future, and gagged, but he still didn't understand what had Danny so excited about this. It was hardly the first time they played that way.
One could have assumed that Danny, being the most talkative of the two, would be the one in need of a good gag. But Steve had discovered that he loved being unable to order Danny around once they were in bed, making love and playing whatever game they wished to. It enhanced his feelings and sensations so much that Danny had had to come up with rules about the best use of gag balls into their love sessions without overdoing it.
He had realized that the part of himself that was used to submitting to military orders, back in the Navy, now had no outlet. Except for Danny and these games they played that forced him to simply shut up and submit once again, albeit in quite a different manner. A much more pleasant manner, much more pleasurable.
And Steve was sure of one thing, Danny had worked this all out by himself. That was not to say he didn't enjoy the game just as much, touching Steve, fucking him, ordering him around, but he was adept at spotting Steve's issues, especially the ones Steve would never admit to. Hence the games, the sex toys, Danny's unique way to bring his body back to a level most other humans were well used to, by enhancing sensations and attitudes that Steve had done his best to eradicate to become a SEAL, and to be Five-0's successful leader, some sort of human machine, unbeatable, impervious to pain. Steve was temporarily reminded how it felt to belong, to be just like every other person in the world, to live in the moment and the sensations his lover created for him, and in him.
And he was proud that he had gone so far in his better understanding of himself that he could grasp all those concepts without needing to ask Danny why he acted this or that way. That he was able to enjoy what Danny offered without the many questions and doubts that had often plagued him in the beginning. The few questions and doubts he might still have, he kept for himself and let the experience sweep them all away in a deluge of bliss and feelings.
So he stood there and watched. He kneeled on the bed when Danny told him to. He opened his mouth to get the ball in, weighing on his tongue. He got back on his feet to stand in front of the full-length mirror. He raised his arms to allow Danny to put the chains on him, attached to the leather band holding the gag around his head. He winced when the little clips closed on his nipples, biting them both a little more with every move of the chains running down to his erect cock circled by a ring. He spread his legs to offer better access when Danny went behind him, chains gently scratching his perineum and then keeping his ass cheeks open to reveal his asshole. He shivered in anticipation as Danny tied the other ends of the chains back to the leather band around his head. It felt so tight ! He knew already that, kitted out this way, any move he'd make would have repercussions all along his body.
He was immediately proved right when Danny ordered him to go kneel again on the bed. The little part of him that was not yet consumed by desire felt ridiculous walking like that, hard-on bobbing with each step, and then the feeling of whatever was holding his ass cheeks apart was not that great. No doubt he would have made a grumpy remark, had he still had the ability to do so. But the gag ensured that he kept quiet and he knelt, legs spread again and head on the pillow.
He moaned as he turned his head ever so slightly to watch the room. The chains might be loose along his abs, the rest of them were pulled taut and his nipples sent delightful, small electric shocks through him when the clips bit, just like the ring seemed to squeeze harder on his dick. It was just the most incredible sensations, something he would never have tried if not for Danny.
Steve felt his lover kneeling behind him. He could see Danny had taken off his jeans and shirt but was still wearing his boxers, tented as they were by Danny's own hard-on.
"How do you feel, babe ?"
On the brink of orgasm, he wanted to respond. So, so close, and yet you won't let me.
He had no idea what Danny had in mind after that. Was he supposed to stay like that for hours, enjoy the deep need for itself and ignore the satisfaction, always so strong but also too fleeting ? Would Danny fuck him soon or would he play for as long as he felt like it with his exposed hole ? What if ? Who would ? How come ?
The questions finally stopped chasing each other, his mind becoming quiet, his thoughts attuned to Danny's hands moving over his ass, rubbing, sometimes slapping, commanding his attention.
Danny probably knew when he was all in the moment, for he leaned down and retrieved something from the floor that Steve couldn't see in his position. But it was revealed soon enough, when Danny gripped the wide, ring-like device keeping his ass cheeks apart and pushed what could only be the dildo they had bought inside that circle, and then deep into Steve's ass.
"Blue is your color, you look so good like that !"
If he remembered correctly, it was not just one shade of blue, but several, and also green and black in places. It reminded Steve of some camo equipment for military-inclined players, all wrong colors but so very pretty. Maybe that was why Danny had chosen that model. It felt even bigger than it looked, and he had called this thing a monster before it invaded his rectum. But Danny knew how to work him open. Knew that he liked it fast and rough when the mood took him, and he was definitely in the mood now. He wanted Danny to use him and make him feel it. For days after.
Danny managed to sheath the whole thing inside his ass despite Steve's doubts. He felt full and totally at Danny's mercy, even knowing the chains were not that strong and he could probably break them if need be. Which wasn't the point. No, the point was to believe that Danny could do anything he wished to him and Steve would not be able to argue or get away. He could only feel and enjoy.
Enjoy Danny's hands roaming over his back, and the lips and tongue devouring his ass, all the sensations brought by the chains suddenly tightening over his body. He enjoyed it all even more when Danny had him lying on his back, arching his back with a pillow to make it impossible for Steve to get a moment of peace in the middle of the sweet tortures brought on by the different devices attached to his body. Every time he let himself go, his ass would make full contact with the bed, pushing a button at the end of the dildo to make the ridges and tips vibrate and push up. It was just the most maddening thing Danny had ever done to him, and his cock, still sheathed inside that damned ring, kept begging him to let go, to give him release at last.
But Danny watched, making it worse with bites and licks of his own over every sensitive area of Steve's body, and soon the room was filled with moans and muted pleas that got only higher as the minutes went by, Steve incapable to find a non-blissfully sensitive position or come once and for all.
Danny finally took pity on him, but only to get the dildo out of his ass and replace it with his own cock. It felt smaller and less interesting for all of two seconds, and then the sliding in and out overwhelmed Steve again. He loved it so much when Danny took him, but he needed to come so bad, and that need kept growing with every hit on his prostate, so huge it cancelled every other need and thought with its mere intensity.
Danny got faster and faster, stripping Steve's cock with his hand, and then he came, adding his shout to Steve's moans as he released the ring around Steve's dick. Steve didn't even see himself coming, mostly blacking out with the sheer force of his orgasm.
-------To Part 2------
Author : siriala
Rating : NC-17
Word count : 16,5k
Fandom : Hawaii Five-0 (2010)
Genre : slash, AU, fantasy
Characters : Danny Williams, Steve McGarrett, Grace Williams, Charlie Williams, Kono Kalakaua, Chin Ho Kelly, Abby Dunn, Sara Diaz, Adam Noshimuri, Nick Taylor, OCs
Pairings : Danny Williams/Steve McGarrett ; Nick/Steve in the dream
Beta : the wonderful and incredible honscot
Disclaimer : balivernes et billevesées, hokum and twaddle. Hawaii Five-0 (2010) and its characters belong to CBS, I'm just playing with them temporarily.
Warnings/enticements : public nudity, erotic dreams, bottom!Steve, top!Danny, sex toys, bogus medical condition and procedure, exhibitionism, established relationship, other pairing in the dream
Summary : Steve is a non-visible, a malformed being. He can't wait for his 18th birthday to become a man, someone who will count. Someone worthy of Danny's love, in every meaning of the word.
Notes : Eighth and last part of the Steve in dreamland series. While each part might be readable as a stand-alone, I encourage you to read the series from the beginning, as Steve is on a personal journey that makes more sense if read in order.
This fic takes place months later, after Danny and Steve have already lived together for a while, and concludes the series. The previous fic was supposed to be the last one, but then I had an idea, more than two years after the first one, for this new scenario, and it appears, considering the word count, that the boys still had a lot to say ! So you never know, I might get inspired someday to add to it, but right now I feel it's complete as Steve and Danny are now together for the long haul and happy as can be.
This was also written to fill the exhibitionism/exposure square of my seasonofkink bingo card, though the challenge is long gone by the time I finally post.
In case you're wondering, the shop the guys visit is completely invented. But you can listen for real to Janis Joplin and her glorious voice and soul singing Ball and Chain here. There's no spoiler for season 10 at all, the only recent canon events I allude to take place in season 8 and 9 (big spoiler for that one at the very end of the story).
I want to profusely thank honscot for the last time and say how invaluable her help has been all along. She's the one who made it possible to share with you my little fics in the hope you'd enjoy them, and not just inflict on you my broken English.
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Janis Joplin was bellowing to the tune of Ball and Chain as Steve entered the house, singing her heart out for anyone who might want it, and Danny's ass was dancing along.
"Good choice, Danno," Steve said, leaning down for a kiss that Danny made longer than anticipated in front of the kids, rolling his tongue over Steve's lips.
"1967 live at Monterey, best performance ever !"
"How do you know that ?" Grace asked, following after Steve to put the smaller grocery bag they had bought together on the kitchen table. "You weren't even born back then."
Danny turned his face, sporting a horrified expression, back to Steve. Which told Steve better than anything that it was some old, fun argument between father and daughter.
"What have you done with this child ?" Danny wondered dramatically. "Where's my sweet kid ?"
"Lost in time, I guess."
Steve smiled at Gracie before he kissed her head.
"What's smelling so good ?" he asked, quickly dropping his index finger into the sauce to get a taste.
The answer came fast in the form of a wooden spoon hitting his hand.
"You Cro-Magnon ! You still haven't learned good manners !"
"Did I just get an upgrade from Neanderthal to Cro-Magnon ?"
Danny laughed but he kept menacing Steve with his spoon.
"Don’t let it go to your head, you heathen. And don't you dare touch my sauce."
Charlie's voice was heard from the other side.
"It's good, Dad. You should let Uncle Steve taste it."
They turned to watch the boy who had recently decided that Danno was too childish or girly a name and stopped using it altogether. Danny was quite bummed about it and had tried to change his son's mind but his rant had probably achieved the opposite effect to the one desired. Steve was pretty sure Danny was about to ask him again when they both witnessed Grace going for the plate in her turn. Caught in the act, she smiled sweetly and then proceeded to lick her finger clean.
"He's right, Danno," she finally said, soothing her father's bruised heart. "It's too good to resist."
"You're outnumbered, Danny," Steve concluded, kissing him again to smooth his surrender, "just admit it."
Steve loved their family life. Though it might seem having a kid of his own wasn't in the cards anymore, it didn't feel like such a sacrifice when he couldn't be happier sharing with Danny the care of his two wonderful children.
Soon after the day Danny and Steve had sat the kids down to tell them about their relationship and their desire to live together, Grace had done the same in reverse, alone with Steve this time, to tell him about her fears concerning her mother's reaction and how happy she personally was that Danno had finally seen the light. Steve had quickly gathered that Grace had known for a long while about his feelings for her father, hoping that they would, someday, end up together.
In the end, Rachel hadn't been surprised to learn about Danny's relationship with Steve. Maybe a bit cold at first, and certainly a lot jealous, but Grace had played her part to bring her to see that it was for the best. Gracie had been very ambivalent about her parents getting back together, knowing how much they could hurt each other and that it often brought the worst out of her mother. She loved them both too much to want to see a repeat of their earlier fiascos. And then she thought Steve, who she considered already as another stepfather, deserved happiness too, and she couldn't imagine him hurting her Danno the way Rachel had done more than once. They bickered, they argued, they fought, they even traded insults at times, but they didn't lie to each other, not about the important stuff.
Charlie had taken it all in stride, not really seeing any difference, save for the fact that he got to spend way more time with Steve. The details of a couple's life were still of no interest to him, or the point Danny had made that his father and Uncle Steve now shared a room. He had simply approved the move the day Danny had come to live at Steve's house, glad to know he would be able to enjoy the ocean on every day he got to spend with Danno.
And Danny had made sure to make Steve feel included in their lives. They took turns putting Charlie to bed, listening to him and making meals, helping with homework and dealing with everyday stuff.
In this new life, Steve felt grounded - there was no other way to put it - like he had never before. It was the life he had always dreamed of, had even hoped for a while he could finally get with Cath, and mostly given up on when they had broken up, only to find out it was just there for the taking if he opened his eyes and admitted to his feelings for his partner.
Danny was his love, his rock, his everything. And yes, he could say that without blushing and feeling like a fool. A lovesick teenager with no grasp on the realities of love. For they had been living together for enough time now that Steve knew he was right, and it would remain so for as long as they were both faithful to each other.
Their arguments got resolved just as before, in long rants from Danny that elicited the same kind of bad-faith answers from Steve, and the world kept turning right. To love didn't mean to stop mocking the other, or pointing out their flaws. But it sure meant putting it all in perspective, ignoring the bad that didn't hurt and praising the good. Which often led to great, really great sex.
Steve's sex drive had always been healthy but easily put aside. Going away on missions that left no place for that kind of pleasure, especially in countries that still kept women hidden and accountable for any dalliance, had made sure that he was able to forget about or deviate any need of that kind that could arise after the heat of the moment.
It seemed to Steve that Danny had all but shattered this ability and made him a new man.
In these intimate moments, Steve knew for sure he would never get enough of Danny inside him. Every time they made love and Danny slid deep in his ass, fighting to get sheathed like he deserved, to possess Steve, to offer him the world of pleasures and love he got inside him, Steve's fear unraveled. He could feel now how far from the mark he had been in his dreams, those pale and unsatisfying attempts at creating what he craved and thought he'd never get.
Making love with Danny was a feast, a celebration, joy and passion. They had fun together, they could read each other's needs and hesitations. They could even talk about it and make the talk sexy, make it okay to try something new or to put it off until such time one managed to overcome the other's reservations, or one simply wanted to give what the other wished for.
Steve had never been one to shy away from what needed to be done, and it was no surprise that, in this just like in everything else, Danny often tried to talk him out of rushing head first into a new experience. Steve discovered the merits of taking it slow and thorough, of following your partner's lead - ignoring Danny's gloating when some of it bled into their work relationship and Steve found himself more opened to Danny's way of dealing with stuff and people. Letting him take the lead more often, more easily.
This new, more relaxed attitude had been a tremendous help when it came to living together in close quarters. They had always spent an awful lot of time together, in and out of work, but had relied for many years on the knowledge that they could retreat to their own homes if ever the other's presence became too much. There was no such failsafe after Danny moved in. The kids had helped, providing distraction and the need to be on their best behavior, but whereas Danny could rely on the experience gathered through his first, failed marriage, it was Steve who had to learn the more. Danny blamed his control freak tendencies, Steve reminded him that he had never lived for long with anyone before. Someone he was supposed to share everything with.
But learned he had, and it was all so rewarding that he could not be happier now.
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There was something very fishy about the fact that the firefighter Steve had stupidly hit on, before he found the cojones to talk to Danny, always seemed to know when he was working alone late at headquarters. It happened rarely enough these days, now that he had a lover and a family to get back to, that it couldn't be a mere coincidence.
And yet Emerson was back, looking at Steve like he hung the moon and the stars, and that was not something Steve ever wanted to see in anybody's eyes but Danny's (who made him work hard to get there !).
"Fancy meeting you here," Emerson began, and Steve's hackles immediately rose.
"Unless you're here about a case, I have work to do and no time to entertain guests."
"That's too bad, because I feel we could have some great time together."
"Listen, man. I already told you, I'm committed and not interested. You gotta find someone else."
Emerson walked to his desk and managed to take Steve's left hand in his.
"You keep saying that, but I don't see a ring on that finger. Williams got cold feet ?"
"That's none of your business," Steve shot back curtly, pulling his hand out of Emerson's grip. "Please, go ! And stop coming back to try your luck. You'll only get the same answer, over and over again."
It was becoming harder every time to remain civil with the man. Rumor was Emerson had been a bit of a player when he was supposed to be attracted to the fairer sex, and it seemed his old habit had transferred to men when Steve had misguidedly awakened in him the courage to go for his real desire.
Steve had hoped Danny would come back soon from his meeting with Rachel and put an end to the annoying conversation. But he was still a no show, so there was only one way to end this, and it meant being as non-subtle as possible. He walked to the door, passing next to Emerson to show him the way out.
It was a tactical error and Emerson took a chance, reaching for Steve's neck to pull his face down and kiss him. Steve tensed and forced himself not to retaliate in a forceful manner, pushing Emerson away instead of striking him the way he wanted.
"What was that ?" he asked harshly.
Before Emerson had time to respond, another voice rose from his office door.
"Should I leave you two alone ?" Danny inquired.
The tone was cold, cutting, and Steve felt himself reacting to it. The sudden numbness of his body was belied by the lurch of his heart, as if a spear had passed through it and taken away all happiness. But he'd be damned if he let that idiot ruin what he had with Danny.
"No," he denied, "I think you arrived at the perfect moment to explain to Emerson the nature of the relationship you and me share."
Life seemed to come back in Danny's eyes at these words, and Steve was able to breathe again. He had always been very honest with his lover about Emerson's attempts at seducing him through words and casual touches. Of course, this honesty mainly stemmed from the desire to maintain a healthy dose of jealousy and let Danny know that he was still attractive to other people, but Steve was also determined to make sure they could tell each other anything.
"An exclusive one," Danny explained, his eyes boring into Emerson's. "Exclusive and sustained by love, something that doesn't exist between you and Steve. Steve is mine, do you get it ? No matter how many times you try to seduce him, no matter how many new excuses you find to show up in his office to feel him up, he'll still be mine, and mine only. Does it clarify the matter for you ?"
"I don't…" Emerson began.
"Because if it doesn't, I guess you should be aware that this man, this highly trained and multi-decorated SEAL, would have no difficulty breaking any of your fingers that would attempt to touch him again. Knowing Steve, and I pride myself on knowing him very well, inside and out, it's probably only because I taught him it's neither polite nor a good thing to do between public servants that your arms haven't been detached from your torso. I also think it's my duty, as an officer of the law, to remind you that he's got a gun, and that he's not afraid to use it. Now it might be only me, but I can't help feeling that your best course of action at this point is to run the other way, and never to come back."
Emerson was watching Danny with his mouth open, but it was hard to decide if he was more concerned about Danny's crazy talk or the implied threat inherent to flirting with Steve.
But then Danny took one step in his direction and Emerson's reaction was to indeed run the other way. Hopefully never to come back.
Steve watched him leave headquarters, disappearing in the corridor towards the elevator before the door even had time to close behind him. With a relieved laugh, he turned back to Danny and took him in his arms.
"Man, that was sexy," he said, kissing Danny's neck.
"You liked that, didn't you ? I should have known you'd react that way to threats."
"Yes, you should've."
"Well, that guy should have known better than to fuck with us, but there you go."
"Some guys just don't know how to take no for an answer. With a little bit of luck, your explanation will help him with that."
"It's that or I'll have to make you mine right in front of him."
Steve felt a shiver going through him at the possessive tone. He leaned down to steal a kiss, and then another one, and his hands began to roam over Danny's body in answer to Danny's own caresses.
"Sometimes," Steve said between kisses, "I wonder if I fell in love first because of your ability to out-rant anyone or because of your class-A ass."
"What question is that ? My ass, of course. And then I kept you addicted with my incredible charm and wit."
"Funny, I was going to say your abusive arguments."
"See, that's why you need me to teach you about those things. You're still confused."
"Clearly. Or I would have been able to get rid of Emerson long ago."
"Don't worry, babe. I'll fight the dragon and keep you safe."
"I'm the Navy SEAL, remember ? I fight dragons and keep people safe."
Danny watched him with all the love in his heart, and Steve felt himself out of breath for a moment.
"That you do, selflessly," Danny said, "and you do it admirably. But when it comes to you, let me be the one making sure you're safe, okay ? Safe and happy."
"You do that every day, Danny."
It had been a tough learning curve for him to let Danny take care of him the way Steve liked to take care of Danny, but everything they had lived through together had brought him there, from North Korea to Hawaii, on all those occasions Danny had come to look for Steve and stayed by his side while he recovered. Steve had accepted to rely on someone else, even when it came to his battered heart, and he congratulated himself each and every day for taking this chance, allowing Danny to become his best friend, and his best love.
He leaned down again to take Danny's mouth once more. Their kiss this time went deep and lasted long.
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"What's the occasion ?" Steve exclaimed as he watched Abby and Kono carefully bringing a big cake to the table.
"I heard through the grapevine," Kono explained with an intent look towards Danny, "that it was time to mark you guys' first anniversary of the day you both took your heads out of your cute bottoms and realized you shared something important."
"That's right ! " Chin approved, "even though I might have put it differently. Happy anniversary, Danny and Steve!"
It felt a bit weird to kiss Danny in front of their old friends, but Danny didn't seem to have the same problem, so Steve gave it his best, kissing his lover chastely but long enough to show he meant business. Abby applauded, Kono catcalled and Chin laughed, and then all three raised their glasses, inviting the happy couple to do so as well to toast the past year and wish for many more. Even little Sara, who didn't seem really interested in the proceedings and the two visitors she hardly remembered, raised her OJ glass and shouted happy anniversary too.
As they shared good wishes and happy memories of the years the core four of Five-0 had spent together, Steve couldn't regret that he had given in when Danny had insisted they should take a vacation, together, for their anniversary. Leaving Hawaii and his team, when it wasn't for some far-away mission, was still hard on him, and Steve had felt guilty and downright restless on their first day here in San Fran, enough that Danny had finally offered in anger to get him an earlier flight back home.
Sending him home alone, Danny staying behind for an occasion that was supposed to be about their coming together, the celebration of their shared life. Only then had Steve realized he was acting like a fool, jeopardizing everything he had patiently built in that previous year, the life that had him happy at last.
The make-up sex last night had been quite phenomenal. And then tonight the special dinner at Chin and Abby's, with the added surprise of Kono's presence. Seeing his ohana again and getting all of them back together was Danny's priceless gift, one Steve had almost missed because of old habits and ingrained obsessions.
He loved to see them all so happy, filled his heart with laughter and good-natured ribbings. And now that he had made the adjustment, he kept a hand on his lover's waist when Danny stood up and raised his glass.
"I want you to know that although I was sad to see you all leave Hawaii - I didn't cry my little heart out like Steve…"
"You're such a terrible liar, Danno," Steve interrupted him, exchanging an amused look with Chin.
"… but it was still a sad moment - I'm very happy to see you all glowing, thriving in your new jobs. I look forward to visiting your task force tomorrow, Chin and Abby. And Kono, we've watched you learn and grow from a rookie cop to a trained elite officer, and now your achievements make us all so proud to be called your friends and partners. I know I don't speak only for myself when I say there's no one I'd rather be with to celebrate this step in Steve's life and mine. Let's hope this is only the first of many other anniversaries spent together."
"Hear, hear !" chimed in from all around the table.
Steve just had to kiss Danny again after that, not only for the wonderful idea of bringing them together with their ohana to celebrate them, but also for sharing his hopes that they'd have many more occasions to do so in the future.
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Chin and Abby's offices where not that different from the ones at Five-0. The big computer table especially reminded them of their headquarters in Oahu, although they could see that Chin had added a few improvements of his own that Steve immediately decided to implement back at home.
He refrained from offering his help when SFPD called to ask for the team's help in a sensitive case. He didn't want Chin to feel obligated, for one, and then he knew Danny wouldn't be happy with him if he did work and put himself in harm's way in the middle of their romantic vacation. Running after a purse snatcher like he did on their first day in San Fran was one thing ; looking for work and potential trouble was something else entirely that Danny wouldn't easily forgive him for.
"Look, guys," Steve said, "we're gonna get out of your hair. Call us if you have time to meet again before we head back home."
"Sure, Steve."
"It was good seeing you again, brah," Steve assured as they hugged, and Chin echoed the sentiment, promptly followed by Danny.
He did the same with Abby once she was off the phone sending coordinates to the rest of their team to get together at the crime scene. He would have liked to meet them all, make sure that Chin and Abby had good people watching their backs, but it seemed it would have to wait for another time.
"I'm very proud of you," Danny said once they were alone in the street, hand gripping Steve's arm as they walked aimlessly. "I'm sure you wanted to go with them, but you didn't even suggest that we were available in case of need. That's some major development, one that I intend to reward very thoroughly at the next opportunity."
"Yeah ?" Steve grinned.
"Yeah. Very thoroughly."
They kissed on it, Steve already imagining what kind of reward he could count on.
Steve threw his arm over Danny's shoulders and they resumed their walk, soaking up the city's particular vibe and sharing their impressions. He felt more than happy ; it seemed nothing could touch him in these moments, not with Danny's arm around his waist, his love showing through every smile, their closeness clearer than ever.
Danny was the first to notice the rainbow-like walls of the sex shop. They were still downtown, but the street was quiet enough, nondescript save for that specific shop.
"Come !" Danny said, acting on the spur of the moment as he tugged on Steve's hand.
The sex shop's name had Steve snorting. It read Love me do (me), the last word painted in an already paler color, faded by time, sun and rain, that made it more difficult to see. He wouldn't dare going in such a place at home, worrying they might find the indecent purchase of the head of Five-0 detailed on the web in case they'd be recognized. But here, feeling anonymous enough, they didn't have such reservations and Steve followed Danny inside with curiosity and no small amount of eagerness.
The place tried to look artsy rather than dealing in potentially obscene human needs. There were screens all around the shop, showing adult short movies. The first one Steve saw featured a bunch of pretty boys, looking nothing like the Beatles despite the bowl cut they were all sporting and the 60's styled clothes they quickly lost, going for a lascivious dance enhancing abs and other male attributes that certainly did something funny to Steve's gut.
He suddenly realized that Danny had moved on without him and went to look for his wayward lover, trying his best not to blush when he found him in front of a very eclectic display of gigantic dildos. Some looked so weird in shape and color that his mind refused to imagine himself decked out in those - though he knew well he would try them if Danny insisted.
"I've been thinking lately," Danny said, lost in thought.
"That's never a good thing," Steve worried.
"Like you complain when I try new stuff on you," Danny reminded him. "Look at that beauty !"
The monster - literally, the thing looked like a dragon or a dinosaur, wearing crests and tips all over its body that had nothing to do with the smooth toys they had at home that Danny had agreed to get online for once - had Steve feeling equal dread and fascination. Beyond the very rough general aspect of the thing, that he was pretty sure had been tested and authorized, the sheer girth and length of the device made his ass clench on its own volition.
He wasn't quite clear if it was out of fright or impatience.
They looked at other models, some vibrating, some including a light, some with a flaring head, some overly long. Steve lost track of all the features and options as more and more images of what Danny and he could do with all those toys, only coming back when he heard Danny talking with someone else.
"We want something big. The color is negotiable, but we'd prefer something unusual on all accounts."
"If you want something unusual able to match big boy here," the sales assistant said with an admiring glance at Steve's body and crotch, assuming like most people because of their respective heights that Steve was the pitcher to Danny's catcher, "you need to look through this display."
The young man took them towards another aisle, oblivious to Danny's annoyed glare that redoubled when the clerk kept on asking Steve slightly intimate questions, as if he was the one in charge here. Danny's patience came to a swift end and he snapped his fingers a few times in front of the guy's face to get his attention back.
"Okay, Casanova, let's keep it real. We can take our business elsewhere if you don't stop hitting on my man."
It was said in such a way that the guy seemed to finally understand he had it all wrong and maybe Steve was not what he was looking for. Another glare sent him back to his desk, leaving Danny and Steve to do their own research.
"Look at this !"
Once again, Steve's eyes followed Danny's arm and pointed finger.
"No !" he said high and clear.
"Don't be so pig-headed. Take a closer look."
The chair didn't look that comfortable to begin with. There was no backrest, no armrest. Just a plate over four legs, and a dildo screwed or set in its center, standing big and proud, ready to take on the first person crazy enough to sit on it. And Steve could so very well see himself play that game for Danny's pleasure. Not to mention his own, a little voice added in his head.
"No," he repeated, trying to be the voice of reason here. "We can't take that kind of thing on the plane back home."
Danny considered it a moment longer.
"You're right, we'll have to buy it online. Or have one built to our specs. We just need to find a good joiner. Then we can add straps and whatnots."
"Alright, let's not get ahead of ourselves," Steve cut Danny off before leading him to the rest of the display.
Danny followed, disgruntled at first, until he stood transfixed, staring at a package filled with a toy whose use Steve couldn't begin to guess.
"Play the horn and call back the dogs," Danny finally said, raising a hand to show Steve how serious he was. "The hunt is over, we're getting this. No question, no recrimination. You're gonna love it."
To avoid answering Steve's interrogations, Danny gripped his hand once again and marched them towards the cashier's desk. Still, he made a detour to grab one of the big, anatomically-confused dildos he had previously admired and Steve couldn't find his voice to protest or demand that he choose something else.
This time, the salesman refrained from commenting as Danny paid but Steve could very well see the twinkle in his eyes when he handed him over the bag.
"Have fun, boys ! We have an online site if you want to comment about the products or share your experience…"
"We'll think about it, thanks," Danny replied.
Even back at their hotel, Danny refused to explain the toy he had bought before they had had dinner, leaving Steve on tenterhooks the whole time. Steve retaliated by sitting next to him and being more handsy than usual, since two could play at this game and make the other crazy with anticipation and lust.
At this rate, dinner didn't last that long, dessert spent with Steve's hand over Danny's dick and Danny's hand taking up residence inside Steve's cargo pants to reach for his asshole. They were somewhat drunk, on desire more than alcohol, but managed to remain discreet enough that no one caught them in the act. Or so it seemed anyway.
They made it back to their room trading kisses and caresses. They were hardly inside, door still open on the corridor at the risk of someone hearing them, when Danny told Steve to get naked for him, and Steve didn't even try to make it look like he wasn't eager to get there. His clothes disappeared in record time.
Then he stood in place and let Danny admire him to his heart's content. They both liked to indulge in that kind of moment ; Steve enjoyed feeling beautiful in his lover's eyes while Danny said he made his world prettier, more lovable.
Once they felt good enough, and a lot calmer than during dinner, Danny reminded Steve not to move before he went in search of their latest toys.
Getting hard already, Steve watched him take the unknown toy out of its packaging without the same worry he had felt at the sex shop. Alcohol and need helped, sure, but he also knew that whatever was about to happen, Danny would take care of him and make sure he felt the greatest pleasure.
And yet he was no closer to imagining what the thing might be used for. There were chains that he could see now, and what looked like a gag ball. It seemed he would get tied in the near future, and gagged, but he still didn't understand what had Danny so excited about this. It was hardly the first time they played that way.
One could have assumed that Danny, being the most talkative of the two, would be the one in need of a good gag. But Steve had discovered that he loved being unable to order Danny around once they were in bed, making love and playing whatever game they wished to. It enhanced his feelings and sensations so much that Danny had had to come up with rules about the best use of gag balls into their love sessions without overdoing it.
He had realized that the part of himself that was used to submitting to military orders, back in the Navy, now had no outlet. Except for Danny and these games they played that forced him to simply shut up and submit once again, albeit in quite a different manner. A much more pleasant manner, much more pleasurable.
And Steve was sure of one thing, Danny had worked this all out by himself. That was not to say he didn't enjoy the game just as much, touching Steve, fucking him, ordering him around, but he was adept at spotting Steve's issues, especially the ones Steve would never admit to. Hence the games, the sex toys, Danny's unique way to bring his body back to a level most other humans were well used to, by enhancing sensations and attitudes that Steve had done his best to eradicate to become a SEAL, and to be Five-0's successful leader, some sort of human machine, unbeatable, impervious to pain. Steve was temporarily reminded how it felt to belong, to be just like every other person in the world, to live in the moment and the sensations his lover created for him, and in him.
And he was proud that he had gone so far in his better understanding of himself that he could grasp all those concepts without needing to ask Danny why he acted this or that way. That he was able to enjoy what Danny offered without the many questions and doubts that had often plagued him in the beginning. The few questions and doubts he might still have, he kept for himself and let the experience sweep them all away in a deluge of bliss and feelings.
So he stood there and watched. He kneeled on the bed when Danny told him to. He opened his mouth to get the ball in, weighing on his tongue. He got back on his feet to stand in front of the full-length mirror. He raised his arms to allow Danny to put the chains on him, attached to the leather band holding the gag around his head. He winced when the little clips closed on his nipples, biting them both a little more with every move of the chains running down to his erect cock circled by a ring. He spread his legs to offer better access when Danny went behind him, chains gently scratching his perineum and then keeping his ass cheeks open to reveal his asshole. He shivered in anticipation as Danny tied the other ends of the chains back to the leather band around his head. It felt so tight ! He knew already that, kitted out this way, any move he'd make would have repercussions all along his body.
He was immediately proved right when Danny ordered him to go kneel again on the bed. The little part of him that was not yet consumed by desire felt ridiculous walking like that, hard-on bobbing with each step, and then the feeling of whatever was holding his ass cheeks apart was not that great. No doubt he would have made a grumpy remark, had he still had the ability to do so. But the gag ensured that he kept quiet and he knelt, legs spread again and head on the pillow.
He moaned as he turned his head ever so slightly to watch the room. The chains might be loose along his abs, the rest of them were pulled taut and his nipples sent delightful, small electric shocks through him when the clips bit, just like the ring seemed to squeeze harder on his dick. It was just the most incredible sensations, something he would never have tried if not for Danny.
Steve felt his lover kneeling behind him. He could see Danny had taken off his jeans and shirt but was still wearing his boxers, tented as they were by Danny's own hard-on.
"How do you feel, babe ?"
On the brink of orgasm, he wanted to respond. So, so close, and yet you won't let me.
He had no idea what Danny had in mind after that. Was he supposed to stay like that for hours, enjoy the deep need for itself and ignore the satisfaction, always so strong but also too fleeting ? Would Danny fuck him soon or would he play for as long as he felt like it with his exposed hole ? What if ? Who would ? How come ?
The questions finally stopped chasing each other, his mind becoming quiet, his thoughts attuned to Danny's hands moving over his ass, rubbing, sometimes slapping, commanding his attention.
Danny probably knew when he was all in the moment, for he leaned down and retrieved something from the floor that Steve couldn't see in his position. But it was revealed soon enough, when Danny gripped the wide, ring-like device keeping his ass cheeks apart and pushed what could only be the dildo they had bought inside that circle, and then deep into Steve's ass.
"Blue is your color, you look so good like that !"
If he remembered correctly, it was not just one shade of blue, but several, and also green and black in places. It reminded Steve of some camo equipment for military-inclined players, all wrong colors but so very pretty. Maybe that was why Danny had chosen that model. It felt even bigger than it looked, and he had called this thing a monster before it invaded his rectum. But Danny knew how to work him open. Knew that he liked it fast and rough when the mood took him, and he was definitely in the mood now. He wanted Danny to use him and make him feel it. For days after.
Danny managed to sheath the whole thing inside his ass despite Steve's doubts. He felt full and totally at Danny's mercy, even knowing the chains were not that strong and he could probably break them if need be. Which wasn't the point. No, the point was to believe that Danny could do anything he wished to him and Steve would not be able to argue or get away. He could only feel and enjoy.
Enjoy Danny's hands roaming over his back, and the lips and tongue devouring his ass, all the sensations brought by the chains suddenly tightening over his body. He enjoyed it all even more when Danny had him lying on his back, arching his back with a pillow to make it impossible for Steve to get a moment of peace in the middle of the sweet tortures brought on by the different devices attached to his body. Every time he let himself go, his ass would make full contact with the bed, pushing a button at the end of the dildo to make the ridges and tips vibrate and push up. It was just the most maddening thing Danny had ever done to him, and his cock, still sheathed inside that damned ring, kept begging him to let go, to give him release at last.
But Danny watched, making it worse with bites and licks of his own over every sensitive area of Steve's body, and soon the room was filled with moans and muted pleas that got only higher as the minutes went by, Steve incapable to find a non-blissfully sensitive position or come once and for all.
Danny finally took pity on him, but only to get the dildo out of his ass and replace it with his own cock. It felt smaller and less interesting for all of two seconds, and then the sliding in and out overwhelmed Steve again. He loved it so much when Danny took him, but he needed to come so bad, and that need kept growing with every hit on his prostate, so huge it cancelled every other need and thought with its mere intensity.
Danny got faster and faster, stripping Steve's cock with his hand, and then he came, adding his shout to Steve's moans as he released the ring around Steve's dick. Steve didn't even see himself coming, mostly blacking out with the sheer force of his orgasm.
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