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[shadynaiad]

Look! Look what shinysylver made me! My very own crack fic table.
She says: "So the rules are any fandom unless the crack wouldn't be crack in that fandom... and only one story per table cell- no space alien vampires who are hookers with a heart of gold"
Which only goes to prove she knows me. Because I was gonna write one big fic.

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YOU'VE BEEN NINJA-ED

[jesseofthenorth]

“The table Steve? Really? This seriously seems like a good idea to you?”
“Mm” Steve says biting, tugging the nipple in his mouth while pushing Danny further back.
“Fuck! STOP!” Danny gasps pushing him away.
“ What?' Steve looks worried “ Did I really hurt you?' he asks gently rubbing his thumb over the reddened flesh. Danny almost feels bad except if he doesn't back off Danny's going to end up injured.
“No, fuck! You know I love it when you do that. Stop!”
“Always wanted to fuck you like this”
“ Its a CARDTABLE jackass!”

NINJA TAG TEAM FTW!!

[shinysylver]

“So?” Steve muttered, sliding his hand under the waistband of Danny’s pants.

“So?” Danny repeated incredulously, arching into the touch. “Do I look like the King of Clubs to you, Steven? I do not belong on a card table, a kitchen table maybe but not a card table.”

“Kitchen table?” Steve asked excitedly already pulling Danny out of the room.

“I said maybe!” Danny yelled trying to swat Steve’s hands away but he wasn’t really protesting that much. The idea of Steve bending him over the table and having his way with him had him more excited than it should.

TABLE NINJAS WTF?

[shadynaiad]

The trip into the kitchen took far longer than it should have; for all that Danny liked the idea of the table, getting pinned up against the wall sounded pretty good too.

“We eat on that table. It’s just not right.” Danny’s heart wasn’t into protesting, but he felt a need to maintain his cranky image. He suspected Steve enjoyed cajoling him into things anyway.

“It was your idea,” said Steve, hastily clearing a stack of paperwork off the table. Danny was gratified that sex took precedence over work, but he wondered what files Steve was dragging home now.

COULD HAVE BEEN WALL NINJAS!

[jesseofthenorth]

“You're thinking too much” Steve accuses. Moving in.
“Well you must be doing it wrong then! Oh fuck -”
“How's that?” he asks tone relaxed almost conversational.
“Good- fuck do that again!”
“What this?” he adjusts a little, voice slightly breathless “Or maybe this”
“Oh shit Steve- God that's - fuck baby right there! Fuck yeah! Come on Steve! I can take it!Stop being fucking careful. Fuck !”
“ Don't you ever shut up?” Steve gasps voice wrecked, fond, he keeps going, pushing.
“Why don't you make me? Hey? Come one shut me up!”

NINJAS CUT IN LINE WITH STEVE'S CONTROL ISSUES

[shadynaiad]

Steve knows a challenge when he hears one, even if most of his mental functions are off-line in favor of sensations further south. He traces one finger across Danny’s bottom lip, letting him nibble at it, before clamping his hand across Danny’s mouth.

Danny took that opportunity to lick Steve’s hand.

“That’s just …childish,” Steve yanked his hand back, more out of reflex than disgust.

“Childish, that’s the word you’re gonna use? What’re you thinking where that’s the word you…”

Steve stops moving, an evil grin on his face. Danny continued ranting, then trailed off

“Why’d you stop?”

“Danny. Hush.”

NINJAS CAN'T BEAT DANNY AND NEITHER CAN STEVE!

[shinysylver]

Danny didn’t take orders well. It just wasn’t in his nature but standing there bent over the table with Steve completely still was driving him crazy. He needed Steve to move damn it but he just couldn’t keep his mouth shut.

“Hush or what?” Danny asked.

“I was a sniper. I can stay perfectly still for days.” Steve said mischievously.

“Days huh?” Danny asked as he slowly rotated his hips. Steve might control the thrust but he wasn’t exactly without options.

Steve tried to stay still he really did but when Danny moved his hips just so he lost control.