Make Me Forget Chapter 9
Make Me Forget - Chapter 9 by Meww
Warnings: Dom/Sub, Angst, Sex
Pairings: Steve and Danny
Plot: PWP
Beta'd: Huntress69 and ellie_pierson
Word Count: 4475
Disclaimer: I don't own them wish that I could. If I could there would be more nekkid and feelings and well explosions!
Waking to a delicious smell Danny noticed the time. It was about 9. Steve had let him sleep in. Which means Steve has probably swam to the mainland and run a marathon or two. Danny knows that Steve likes to get up early and do his workouts before work. Usually the man is up at 5 and he's surprised he hasn't been woken before now by his SuperSEAL. His. In his heart of hearts he still has some doubt. Yes, he is still a bit scared that Steve will leave him. In the past Danny has always been the one left behind.
Grabbing a pair of Steve's boxers he heads down into the kitchen. The sight that greets him is Steve making pancakes. He is wearing a tee shirt and what appears to be flour on his cheek. "This is a nice look for you babe." Danny leans against the door jamb.
"Morning Danny. About time you crawled out of bed."
Laughing Danny moves into Steve's personal space. He leans up to kiss him. "Some of us don't do triathlons before breakfast. Some people like to sleep in and recover our energy." Steve returns the kiss. "So pancakes for breakfast?"
"Blueberry." Danny rubs the flour off Steve's cheek.
"Nice." Moving toward the coffee maker. "Not that I am complaining, but isn't it a little heavy for you? I know you aren't much of a carbs kind of guy."
"Danny. Can you tell me the last time we ate?" Steve flipped a pancake and turned and looked at Danny.
Seeing the confusion on Danny's face until it dawned on him. "Lunch yesterday."
"Yes, a few pieces of fruit and a sandwich. We need to eat to keep our strength up." Returning his attention to the pancakes. "Sit. I am almost done here." Nodding Danny sat at the table and watched Steve make pancakes. It was all quite domestic. Could this be something they have every weekend? Maybe with Grace? Danny was caught up in imagining this scene every weekend when Steve placed a plate of blueberry pancakes in front of him. "I only have Mango syrup."
Smiling at Steve. "It's okay. I usually only use butter and powered sugar."
"That I have." Steve dug through the pantry and grabbed the powered sugar and Danny went to the fridge to get the butter. Grabbing his plate of pancakes Steve sat down across from Danny.
Both men dug in enjoying the pancakes. "These are really good. Family recipe?" Not wanting to make Steve sad by bringing up family memories.
Shaking his head. "No, I got it off the internet this morning. Mom used to make muffins for breakfast. All different types. Mango, pineapple, blueberry, and stuff. That way we could take them with us to school. Sunday's were always slow around the house so she would bake them in the morning and we would have them for breakfast before we headed out for the day."
"Sounds nice." Danny took another bite. "My Mom would make pancakes or waffles depending on who woke up first. The girls liked waffles and me and Matty liked pancakes." A soft smile and a hurt in his chest at the thought of Matt. Even after all this time it hurt and he felt like a failure when it came to Matt.
Reaching across the table Steve took Danny's hand. "That sounds like a wonderful Sunday."
A small pain in his chest at the thought of Matt disappeared. "Thanks. With four kids syrup would go very fast so we all learned to eat our pancakes or waffles with powdered sugar and butter. It gives it a sweetness and the powdered sugar lasts longer." A wistful smile. "You should try it." Danny put some pancake on his fork and offered it to Steve.
Taking the offered bite Steve enjoyed it. "Yeah that is good. How does Grace eat them?"
"Drowned in syrup." Both men laughed. Enjoying their food in silence they finished their pancakes and coffee. Danny got up for a refill and sat back down. When Steve stood up Danny saw him wince, but didn't say anything. He was back in his own little world. "Thanks." He mumbled when Steve took his plate to wash. Would Steve let this happen every weekend? Could they really be a couple?
Steve didn't seem to have a problem with what happened last night, but he held things so close to the vest. Sipping his coffee he watched Steve clean up the kitchen. It was all very domestic and Danny realized he missed it. Sure they had shared breakfast when Danny had lived here and odd mornings when Danny brought over malasadas. This was something different. A cup of coffee in his hand Steve sat down again and there was the wince. "Are you in pain?" Danny was suddenly on high alert. Every time Steve sat or stood up he winced.
"Yeah. It's been a while since I have had sex like this." Steve ducked his head. Danny knew he hated admitting to any imperfection.
"Steve, you need to tell me when you are hurt." Danny was upset. "If you hide things like this I could hurt you and I don't ever want that."
Looking up at Danny. "Honestly Danno. I am okay. Just a little sore." Reaching across the table Steve took Danny's hand. "I promise." Steve squeezed Danny's hand.
"Okay then today we're going to take it easy. Nothing strenuous. Well, except you who have already swum to Guam and run to California." Danny joked.
A laugh from Steve. "Actually I only swam to Guam. I didn't run this morning. Instead, I did some research on the computer."
Danny took a drink of coffee. "Research on what?"
"Our relationship. I know what you have told me so far, but I wanted to know more about the Dom/sub relationship." Steve blushed slightly. Some of the sites had been pretty over the top and he had to admit some of the things he saw worried him, while others excited him.
"What did you find out?" Danny was honestly curious.
Swallowing some of his own coffee Danny watched Steve's face. He wanted to know what his lover found and if it excited him. A slight blush touched Steve's cheeks. So some things did excite Steve. "Well, there are collars and blindfolds. I am thinking I could be blind folded by you. I trust you. I don't think I could enjoy a collar, but I don't know for sure."
"How about we worry about those at a later date?"
A nod and Steve looked down at the table. "Do you have a paddle? Will you actually paddle me?" Looking up through his eyelashes Steve searched Danny's face. Danny smiled softly and nodded. "There were canes and whips and flogs."
Taking a breath. "Do the idea of those excite you Steven?" The blush on his cheeks was answer enough. "I personally don't like to cane, but we can discuss whips and flogs. There are other things too. Riding crops. Gags. Cuffs. Spreader bars. What about those?"
"Cath and I played with cuffs before. I don't think I could be gagged." Steve looked down at the table.
"I want your words and sounds. I don't think I could ever gag you." Their hands still joined on the table. "Did you enjoy your punishment last night? Could you enjoy being spanked for pleasure?"
Steve swallowed and Danny watched his throat bob. "Yes, I understood why you punished me. Even though I felt like I was coming apart and breaking. I admit I felt used, but I also felt powerful. Because you had chosen me."
Danny had watched Steve through his admission. It was true Steve hadn't answered whether he could be spanked for pleasure, but Danny was sure he could be. "Why did you feel powerful Steven?"
"That is harder to explain." Taking a drink of his coffee and pulling his hand out of Danny's. Steve ran his hand through his hair while Danny waited patiently. "From everything I read this morning the sub has all the power. Which is why you made me chose safe words. Because you will push my limits. I have been pushed past my limits before and I know I will be again. But last night. Last night you pushed me almost to breaking. I loved it." He paused again.
"Take your time. We have plenty of time baby." Danny knew words were hard for Steve and this was something so new and unexpected in Steve's world. It had been a long time for Danny too, but he knew what he had done in the past. He knew how it felt to have that power at his hands. Both as a sub and as a Dom. None of his lovers had ever used their safe words. Being a cop made him damn good at reading people. Right now he was reading that this was something Steve wanted. He was rationally concerned, but he was also excited about the prospects.
"In the past my lovers and I have been equal partners. There have never been words like Dom or sub." Scrubbing his face and looking at Danny. "What I read this morning made me realize that doms and subs are equal partners too. They just like to play or have a scene with their sex. It doesn't mean that other types of sex, vanilla for example, are off the table. We just have more safety and toys in the bedroom. I also understand that we can and are equals in our lives outside the bedroom. That worried me. That maybe you would expect me to be subservient when we entered the house. If that's what you want I don't think I can do that."
Danny nodded. "I like my sex kinky. Well, it isn't kinky for me, but outside the bedroom I don't expect you to be subservient. In fact, I don't expect it in the bedroom either. I want you to be an equal partner. I may be leading the sex, but you have control as well. You have your safe words and I can assure you none of my lovers have ever used their safe words." He paused and rubbed his head. "We may have play outside the bedroom. For example, I would love to cuff you and fuck you over the back of the couch while restrained." He saw Steve's eyes widen a bit and his tongue licked his lips. "But I also enjoy cuddling on the couch on a rainy day. It isn't always about kinky and freaky or BDSM. It is about us and our limits."
Steve licked his lips again. "And you are going to push those limits?"
Another nod from Danny. "Yes, I will. Not all the time."
"You wouldn't be upset if we made love on occasion?" Steve's voice was quiet.
This earned a smile from Danny. "Every time I touch your arm or kiss your lips I make love to you Steven. I would not be adverse to going slow and worshiping your gorgeous body. Nor am I adverse to you worshipping mine. You have to tell me what you want. We can work out schedules or rules. Like hard limits. Maybe we only do a scene or have play on Saturdays. Or we have a phrase that indicates the other wants to play tonight. It is our relationship. Ours."
"Oh, Danny." Steve reached across the table. "I love you Danny. I love you Sir. I want so much. This morning’s research enlightened and worried me. It also excited me. Some of the things I saw. Do you have toys?"
A laugh as he squeezed Steve's hand. "I have some toys. However, they are back in New Jersey with a lot of my stuff though. Since I knew I wouldn't have much room here."
Smiling brightly. "I found some websites." Danny laughed loudly at that. Steve took a drink of coffee. "Can we go shopping?"
"Look at you. All excited to buy a paddle." At that Steve blushed deeply. "Yes, we can go shopping." Danny took a breath and let go of his joy for a minute. "Do you really want this Steven? Can you handle what happened last night? Handle me being possessive?"
Steve let go of his hand and got up. Moving around the table he pulled Danny up into his arms. "Last night was amazing. I never thought I would feel so complete and serene after being spanked for punishment. I almost started crying again, but I felt wanted." Kissing Danny tenderly. "When you held me afterwards I felt like I was completely yours. You love me enough to teach me that I belong only to you. You love me enough to take care of me. It has been a long time since I had someone care enough to take care of me."
At Steve's words Danny felt something unclench in his stomach. Maybe Steve would be the one to stay. Maybe Danny wasn't cursed to keep losing love. "You really mean it?" He let his insecurity come out. This was the man he loved. Danny wasn't going to hide from him. Hell, he couldn't hide from him.
Kissing Danny gently Steve pulled back after a few moments and looked into Steve's eyes. "Yes. I may not have known I wanted this with you before Friday, but you are the only person in my life that knows me. Trusts me. You love me. We may still be learning about each other, but if you are willing to keep me then I am willing to keep you. I love you Danny. That is something that I know with my whole heart. I even love Sir. He pushes me and makes me be more."
"Thank you." Danny has no real words to say to that. Steve's words are making his throat close up and he wants to cry. "I love you to and it wasn't just Friday that I discovered it. I've loved you for a while, but never thought I could compete with Catherine. Or anyone else for that matter." Leaning his head on Steve's chest. "I always lose Steve. I didn't dare hope I could have you."
"Well, you have me. I can't promise you won't lose me because of our jobs, but I can promise my heart is always going to belong to you. My body is always going to belong to Sir." Kissing his temple. "It feels like you have always been a part of my life. My other half. I love you."
They stood in the kitchen for a while just holding each other. Danny was feeling complete although he didn't say it to Steve. This man was giving him so much. It scared Danny in a way because he knew they both had issues and a lot to talk about still, but he thinks they can do this. Kissing Steve's chest. "I love you to Steve. I also love Steven. You are my other half." Squeezing one more time. "Let's go find a game. Let your body heal and enjoy the day."
Chuckling Steve looked at Danny. "Only if you do me one favor."
"What's that?"
"Put a shirt on. I want to suck hickeys all over your tempting chest."
Both men laughed. "Okay you Neanderthal."
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A few hours later found Steve and Danny on the couch watching a game. It was an ice hockey game and Danny had explained some of the rules to Steve. They sat drinking their beers. Danny was wearing Steve's shorts and shirt while Steve had showered from his swim and was in shorts and a wife beater. Both men had spent a solid hour wandering the internet shops Steve had found in his research earlier in the day. Between them they had spent quite a bit of money. Steve had admitted to being turned on by some of the things he had seen so they had also bought some porn. While Danny had ordered a few items that he knew Steve would like. There had been other things, but decided to start with the toys slowly. This was still new and they were still learning boundaries.
Right now there were no boundaries between them on the couch. They were pretty much lying on each other. Slouched down on the couch Danny's head was on Steve's chest. There were several empties on the coffee table. Steve's hand was rubbing circles on Danny's stomach. "Danny?"
"Hmm."
"Your control issues. You know being able to go for an hour without coming?" Steve's voice was just above the sounds of the TV.
"Yeah. What about it?" Wondering what Steve was thinking.
Hand still rubbing circles on Danny's stomach. "Do you always have such control? Or do you let go sometimes?"
"It depends on what is going on. Also how turned on I am. If I am fucking you through the mattress I can maintain control forever." He smiles when he hears Steve's breathe hitch. "If I am getting a blow job I am a slave to the tongue and control is almost non existent."
"That is good to know." Steve kisses his head and they go back to the game. They continue on the couch for a while. Steve still rubbing Danny's stomach and occasionally lower. Danny is just enjoying the quiet time with Steve. It isn't unusual for them to spend a Saturday or Sunday together watching a game. This time is different. They are a couple and this is the first leisure time they have spent together outside of the bedroom.
"Beer?" Steve nodded and Danny got up to get another one. Taking the opportunity to settle on the couch Steve was practically lying down. "You know that is a hard to position to drink from." Danny chuckled.
"I can still drink this way. Come on. Lay down." Steve patted the couch in front of him.
Smiling and bringing the beers with him. "If you want to cuddle I am okay with that."
"Good then get your ass down here." Lying fully down so that Steve could spoon with Danny on the couch.
Laughing Danny put the beers on the coffee table and lay down in front of Steve. Immediately Steve's arm and leg clutched Danny to Steve's body. Steve growled something too low for Danny to hear. "What was that SuperSEAL?"
"Mine." Grasping tighter. Danny chuckled and settled into Steve's arms. It was no surprise that Steve was possessive, but Danny was pretty sure he had the taller man beat. When Mike had touched Steve Danny had literally seen red. He wanted to rip Mike's hand off for touching what is his. Taking everything in him to be as calm as he was. The car ride home had been silent and Steve didn't drive like a maniac because he knew how upset Danny was.
Steve's hand was still rubbing Danny's stomach. Now his hand was under his shirt playing with the golden fur he found there. Danny was enjoying this. It had been a long time since he had just cuddled with someone. Just being held was very nice. Even a longer time since he had been little spoon. Meantime Steve's hand wasn't being idle. It was playing with Danny's belly button. A quiet moan as Steve dipped his finger in Danny's belly button. "Steve. What are you up to?"
"Nothing Danny. Just watching the game."
Danny could hear the smirk without having to look at Steve's face. "Nothing huh?"
"I am behaving I promise." However, his hand was rubbing around Danny's belly button and the edge of the shorts. Smiling to himself Danny just let Steve behave. Since Steve's hand seems to be headed for a specific goal. Hell, if Danny just leaves it alone he might get a hand job out of it. So he lets Steve continue behaving.
While watching the game Danny reached for his beer and took a drink. Steve's hand stopped and stole Danny's beer to take a drink. "Hey you animal. I got you your own beer."
Handing the beer back to Danny. "Yours tastes better." Kissing the back of Danny's head.
Chuckling Danny put the beer back on the table. Laying back he relaxed into Steve's chest. Danny was only half watching the hockey game. Currently the Red Wings were winning and it had been a pretty dull game so far. Instead Danny was enjoying Steve rubbing his erection against Danny's back. Smiling to himself he was thinking he was going to need all his stamina to keep up with his lover. "I thought we were resting?"
"We are." As Steve's hand slid into the shorts Danny was wearing. Groaning as Steve gripped his half hard cock. Pushing into Steve's hand he rocked away from Steve's cock at his back. Slowly Steve fisted Danny through his boxers. Danny no inactive in this pushed back into Steve's cock grinding down. "Ahhh."
Suddenly Steve's hand was scrambling to unbutton Danny's shorts. Getting them open he paused his hand into Danny's boxers. "You know I am wearing your boxer's right?"
"Damn Danny." Squeezing Danny' cock. "I've been half hard since you came down from your shower in my clothes. My shorts half hanging off your hips and my SEALs tee stretching across your chest showing off your nipples. The things they are doing to me." He pushed his half hard cock into Danny's ass.
They lay there alternatively rubbing and fisting. Danny was enjoying the simple delight of having someone else fist him. Steve's hand had calluses and they were in new places. His thumb was rubbing over the top and slit of the head of his cock. Slowly jacking him and making the enjoyment last. Steve was rocking them on the couch. As his hand went down on Danny's cock he pushed into Danny's ass. When he pulled Danny pushed onto Steve's cock.
Danny was leaking pre come and Steve was using it as lube. The easy pleasure of having Steve's hand on him was making him harder. Danny's head was resting on Steve's upper chest, Steve's chin on his head. "Is this behaving Steve?"
"Oh, yes. I think I am being very good." A smirk on his face.
"I cannot complain about that. Only thing I can complain about is that I can't kiss you. I want to suck on your tongue as I am fucking your hand." Danny loved to talk dirty. Rachel wasn't a huge fan of his crass language when they were playing, but Steve seemed to have no issue with it.
Swiftly Steve's hand vanished and Danny felt himself pushed and pulled and turned. Suddenly he was chest to chest with Steve. Usually he was the one doing the man handling, but this was nice. "Better?" As Steve reached between them and starting playing with his own shorts.
A few more minutes of ministrations and they were naked and rubbing against each other while kissing. Danny's hand was firmly on Steve's ass pulling him in closer so they could rub against each other. He was feeling the loss when Steve removed his hand from Danny's lower back and moved it between them. Grabbing both of their cocks in his hand he lazily jacked them. Both men were pushing into Steve's hand. Groans, moans and the sounds of the forgotten hockey game are all that are heard.
Squeezing Steve's ass and kissing Steve, Danny was just lavishing in the luxury of his partners body. Steve's cock against his in Steve's hand, tongues dueling as both men are panting. Danny wanted to make this last, but at the same time he wanted to come with Steve. A long leg moved over Danny's legs in an attempt to get them closer. "Fuck." Not even sure who said it as they broke off the kissing.
Danny's mouth was going to Steve's neck. Nibbling and biting. "Jesus Danny." Sucking and licking Steve's exposed neck. "Mark me. Please Danny. Please." Steve is begging. A rather strong thrust on Danny's part at the thought of another way to claim Steve. As he moved his mouth to the juncture where the shoulder meets the neck Danny bit hard. "Fuck. Please." Steve's thrusts were becoming slightly erratic. Biting harder and sucking Danny did his best to mark the tan man.
Sucking as hard as he could and tonguing the bruise he was worrying into Steve's neck was making Steve make such satisfying noises. The men were speeding up in their thrusts. Danny finally released Steve's neck and what he saw brought a smile to his mouth. "Mine. All mine."
"Jesus Danny. Yes all yours." Danny dove back into Steve's dirty hot, mouth, sucking kissing getting as dirty as they could with their kisses. They were speeding up in Steve's hand. Each of them bucking as the pleasure increases. Danny was squeezing Steve's ass for all his worth and Steve's leg was pulling them together. Steve was jacking them as fast as he can.
"Christ Steve. Fuck. Now baby. Now." Danny was still in a miniscule amount of control himself, but it was fleeting with Steve making him shiver. Steve came growling out Danny's name. That was enough to send Danny over the edge and come over Steve's fist. They both thrust a few more times through their orgasm and finally were still.
They lay there panting in each others faces. Steve removed his hand and wiped it on Danny's shorts. "Cool babe. Really cool."
Steve just laughed. Kisses turned fond and lazy. Now that the urgency of their orgasms had passed they could enjoy just lying there kissing. Breaking off the kissing Steve smiled into Danny's mouth. "We need to get up Danny. I don't want us to stick together."
"Yeah. Yeah. SuperSEAL made us all sticky and he doesn't want to enjoy the after effects." They chuckle. Danny stood up on wobbly legs and headed to the kitchen to get a wash cloth. Cleaning himself up first he rinsed the wash cloth and took it into the living room. As he leaned over the back of the couch he quickly wiped Steve down. He tossed the cloth toward the kitchen and he moved back around the couch and lay back down. "Now where were we?"
"I think there was kissing. Maybe some cursing." Steve smirked.
"Cursing was the hockey game." They laughed. Danny moved back to cup Steve's face. "I love this too you goof. It isn't all just play."
"Good." Steve kissed Danny softly. "I want this and so much more.” There was more languid kissing as they curled together and drifted off to sleep.
TBC
Chapter 10
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Mewwy