FIC I Want Action
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shanachie_quillTitle: I Want Action
Characters: Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams
Fandom: Hawaii Five-0 AU
Series: Honolulu 96731 'verse
Written For: wolwiegirl3 for her birthday
Prompt: locker room sexytime for the boys
Summary: Steve wants to reward Danny after he wins a track meet.
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Really at this point…you shouldn’t be reading unless you’ve read the rest of the series.
Warnings: Did you see the pairing? And the rating? Okay then. Also dorky boys. :-)
Disclaimer: No one recognizable belongs to me, nor does the song by Poison. Although seriously, it kinda fits the boys.
Author's Note: I absolutely did not plan to write this today. I have a ton of things that I need to write and that I need to do. And yet, this is what I ended up writing. Oh well, y’all like this verse anyway. Thanks as always to my enablers whogeek and illfindmyway for their assistance with this story. I guess y’all got lucky today. Sorry about things being out of order.
“Hey, Williams!” a voice yelled. “Shake a leg! We’re all gonna go get some burgers to celebrate.”
“Yeah, okay,” Danny yelled back, trying to sort out the mess his clothes had somehow turned into while he was out on the field. “Go on. I’ll catch up.”
A head poked around the corner of the lockers. “You sure?”
Danny waved his teammate off. “Yeah. You’re going to Kamekona’s?”
“Yeah. Don’t be late,” he was warned.
“Just gonna grab a quick shower and then I’ll head over,” Danny answered with a wave. He finally located his towel and headed into the open shower. Quickly sluicing off, he wrapped the towel around his waist and headed back out to get dressed.
He was just straightening up from bending to pick up a pile of debris left by one of his teammates when a heavy weight slammed into his back, knocking him into the lockers in front of him. He yelped, even as a hand came up to prevent his head from slamming into the metal. A wiry body pinned him and he braced himself, preparing to fight against it, before realizing he knew the feel of that body. “What. The. Ever-loving. Fuck, Steven?” he demanded. “You could have given me a concussion!”
Steve pressed his face to the back of Danny’s neck, nuzzling and then mouthing across the shorter boy’s shoulders. He smiled at the full body shiver his actions elicited. “You looked so hot out there,” he whispered against damp skin. “So hot.”
“Ste-eve,” Danny whined. “Knock it off.” He attempted to get enough leverage to shove the taller boy off him, but the floor was slick beneath his feet and he didn’t want to chance it. “Someone could walk back in.”
Steve shook his head; nipping at the soft skin he had access to, even as his hands glided over Danny’s torso. “Locked the door.” Moving his mouth back across Danny’s broad shoulders, he pressed a kiss to the side of the other boy’s neck before whispering in his ear, “Wanna suck you, Danny. Please. Wanna taste you.”
Danny groaned at his words, his head falling forward to bang gently against the metal in front of him. “You’re going to be the death of me,” he warned.
The hands that had been stroking his sides separated, one sliding upwards to tweak a nipple while the other went down, loosening the towel that was somehow still hooked at his waist. Now only Steve’s body pressed against his ass was holding it up. Steve grinned as his hand closed around Danny’s half-hard cock. “Your mouth is saying this is a bad idea, but the rest of you…”
“My brain knows this is stupid and a risk,” Danny argued. “Lemme get dressed and we can do this…” He broke off with a groan as Steve stroked him expertly. “God, I hate you.”
“No, you don’t,” the taller boy’s voice was smug. “Stop arguing and let me have this. You know you’re gonna give in.”
Danny wanted to glare at him, but knew it would be useless because he was right and couldn’t see it anyway. Giving in would make him insufferable for a while, but it didn’t really look like Danny’s arguments were going to work anyway. He knew that if he honestly told Steve ‘no’, the other boy would stop. The problem was, he really didn’t want him to stop.
“Steve.” When the first use only brought an absentminded hum and a kiss (Steve was definitely single-minded at times), he tried again, “Steve!”
“What?” There was a definite pout in that reply and Danny had to grin at it.
Danny moved his hands from where he’d braced them against the locker, grabbing the edges of the towel. “Go check the doors and make sure they’re locked.” He looked over his shoulder despite the awkward angle to see a stubborn look at Steve’s face. “I know you locked them, babe, but I just want you to make sure. I don’t want anyone interrupting us.”
Steve heaved a sigh, but pushed away from Danny, reaching down to adjust himself. “You’re not using this as an excuse to get dressed?” he asked suspiciously.
“I’m not.” With more room to move, Danny turned around. Hooking a hand behind Steve’s neck, he slid his fingers into the dark hair he loved and pulled the other boy’s head towards his. Slipping his tongue into the already open mouth, he sealed their lips together. When he drew back, Steve’s hazel eyes were glazed over and he wasn’t entirely sure the other boy remembered where they were. “Go check the doors,” he instructed firmly.
When Steve came back, Danny was leaning against the lockers, lazily stroking his cock through the gap in the towel. Steve let out an inarticulate sound and almost tripped over the bench as he tried to get to Danny and drop to his knees at the same time. Danny winced, reaching out to steady him and guiding him forward. Steve made a noise that wasn’t quite a whimper as their lips touched. The throaty sound continued to emit from him as he pressed his mouth to Danny’s collarbone and then moved downward, dropping as gracefully as he could to his knees.
Danny moaned as Steve’s hot mouth closed around the head of his cock, his tongue darting out to press against the slit. The shorter boy’s head made a clanging sound as it connected with the locker at the feel of the suction around him. He tilted his head down, forcing his eyes open so he could watch Steve.
The other boy’s eyes had fluttered closed, his hands digging into Danny’s hips as if worried that Danny would push him away. Danny brushed his hand through Steve’s hair, smiling as the dark-haired boy leaned into the touch before running his fingers down to where his cock slid into the other boy’s mouth. “God, you look so hot,” he murmured. “Cannot believe how much you love doing this. And how much it turns me on to see you on your knees. You’ve got all the control, babe.”
Steve pulled back, licking across the head, and opened his eyes. “If you’re that coherent, I must be doing something wrong.”
Danny pressed his thumb to the seam of Steve’s lips, smiling as it was sucked inside. “Trust me; you’re not doing anything wrong.”
Continuing to suck on the digit in his mouth, Steve jerked on the towel, undoing it so he had more access to Danny. Letting go of Danny’s thumb with a pop, he swirled his tongue over it. Pressing his nose against the crease of Danny’s groin, he inhaled deeply before scrapping his teeth across it. Danny yelped at the sensation, bucking beneath his touch. Steve grinned, nipping at him before taking one of the balls right by his mouth into it and sucking at it. He released it after a moment, licking at the other one before pulling back and lapping at the precum that had gathered on the head of Danny’s cock.
Grabbing Steve’s hair, Danny used the grip to tilt the other boy’s head up. “Stop. Fucking. Around,” he growled. “Or I’ll jerk myself off.”
For a second it looked like Steve was going to consider it, but then he sealed his mouth around the head of Danny’s cock; wrapping his hand around the rest of it and starting up a steady motion. Danny groaned in response, his hands tightening in Steve’s hair. He tipped his head down, watching as Steve’s hand glided up and down his cock; his mouth wrapped tightly around the head as he sucked on it.
He could feel his balls draw up, could feel the tension start, and he tugged on Steve’s hair. “Babe, hey,” he tried to warn Steve, tried to pull the other boy off, but Steve latched on tighter and sucked. Danny moaned as he felt Steve swallow as he emptied himself into the other boy’s mouth.
As soon as Steve started to move back, Danny was pulling at him, trying to get him to stand up. He latched onto the taller boy’s mouth as soon as he got high enough, chasing the taste of himself, even as his hand scrambled for the button on his jeans. “So fucking hot,” he groaned as he fought with it; Steve giving a dirty chuckle. “God damn jeans!” Danny finally pried the button open and shoved his hand inside, moaning as he encountered hot flesh and not cotton. “Where’s your underwear, you perv?” he demanded.
Steve rutted against Danny’s hip, trying to get some friction between the shorter boy’s body or his hand. “Didn’t bother,” he answered. He whined when Danny loosened his grip. “Dan-ny.”
“You are a pervert,” Danny informed him. “But goddamn that’s hot.” He shoved Steve’s jeans down far enough that they weren’t in the way and tightened his grip again. “Knowing there’s nothing underneath the denim, but Steve McGarrett and that no one but me knows? God. Damn. Hot.” As he spoke, he continued to stroke the other boy’s cock, holding him tight against his sturdy body. It didn’t take long before Steve shuddered in his arms, spilling over his hand.
Danny lifted his hand to his mouth, licking at the semen that had landed there. Steve’s hazel eyes cracked open at the movement and he groaned at the sight, before burying his head against the crook of Danny’s neck. After a moment, Danny jostled him. “Hey. No sleeping.”
“Not sleeping,” Steve muttered. “My Danny pillow.”
Danny snorted at that, but pushed Steve backwards. “You might have a pillow, but I’ve got a cold ass locker against my back. And I was supposed to meet my teammates at Kamekona’s. So we need to clean up and get going.” Steve pouted as he succumbed to Danny’s shoving and moved back, collapsing on the bench behind him. Danny grabbed at his shoulder as he started to tumble backwards. “Wow, you really are out of it,” he commented.
“Don’t wanna share you,” he complained. He wrapped his arms around Danny’s waist, trying to drag the blonde closer. “Come home with me.”
Tilting Steve’s head up, he pressed a kiss to his lips. “I’m hungry, babe. Let’s go to Kamekona’s and eat then we can go to your place after.” Kissing him again, he said, “And I’ll stay till your dad comes home, unless he doesn’t come home tonight.”
Satisfied with that, Steve released him to get dressed. Within a few minutes, the boys were headed out of the locker room; Steve trying not to strut over the fact that Danny didn’t take a second shower and anyone who got too close to them could smell the scent of sex on them both. That Danny was going to arrive and leave the party by Steve’s side, even if he didn’t stay by him the whole time, made Steve straighten his back and walk a little taller. Danny shook his head when he caught sight of him out of the corner of his eye. Subtle was not his boyfriend, but he really couldn’t bring himself to care. Running a finger down the other boy’s arm, he flashed a smile when Steve glanced at him and the dark haired boy smiled goofily in response. Danny really wouldn’t change him at all.
Characters: Steve McGarrett/Danny Williams
Fandom: Hawaii Five-0 AU
Series: Honolulu 96731 'verse
Written For: wolwiegirl3 for her birthday
Prompt: locker room sexytime for the boys
Summary: Steve wants to reward Danny after he wins a track meet.
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Really at this point…you shouldn’t be reading unless you’ve read the rest of the series.
Warnings: Did you see the pairing? And the rating? Okay then. Also dorky boys. :-)
Disclaimer: No one recognizable belongs to me, nor does the song by Poison. Although seriously, it kinda fits the boys.
Author's Note: I absolutely did not plan to write this today. I have a ton of things that I need to write and that I need to do. And yet, this is what I ended up writing. Oh well, y’all like this verse anyway. Thanks as always to my enablers whogeek and illfindmyway for their assistance with this story. I guess y’all got lucky today. Sorry about things being out of order.
“Hey, Williams!” a voice yelled. “Shake a leg! We’re all gonna go get some burgers to celebrate.”
“Yeah, okay,” Danny yelled back, trying to sort out the mess his clothes had somehow turned into while he was out on the field. “Go on. I’ll catch up.”
A head poked around the corner of the lockers. “You sure?”
Danny waved his teammate off. “Yeah. You’re going to Kamekona’s?”
“Yeah. Don’t be late,” he was warned.
“Just gonna grab a quick shower and then I’ll head over,” Danny answered with a wave. He finally located his towel and headed into the open shower. Quickly sluicing off, he wrapped the towel around his waist and headed back out to get dressed.
He was just straightening up from bending to pick up a pile of debris left by one of his teammates when a heavy weight slammed into his back, knocking him into the lockers in front of him. He yelped, even as a hand came up to prevent his head from slamming into the metal. A wiry body pinned him and he braced himself, preparing to fight against it, before realizing he knew the feel of that body. “What. The. Ever-loving. Fuck, Steven?” he demanded. “You could have given me a concussion!”
Steve pressed his face to the back of Danny’s neck, nuzzling and then mouthing across the shorter boy’s shoulders. He smiled at the full body shiver his actions elicited. “You looked so hot out there,” he whispered against damp skin. “So hot.”
“Ste-eve,” Danny whined. “Knock it off.” He attempted to get enough leverage to shove the taller boy off him, but the floor was slick beneath his feet and he didn’t want to chance it. “Someone could walk back in.”
Steve shook his head; nipping at the soft skin he had access to, even as his hands glided over Danny’s torso. “Locked the door.” Moving his mouth back across Danny’s broad shoulders, he pressed a kiss to the side of the other boy’s neck before whispering in his ear, “Wanna suck you, Danny. Please. Wanna taste you.”
Danny groaned at his words, his head falling forward to bang gently against the metal in front of him. “You’re going to be the death of me,” he warned.
The hands that had been stroking his sides separated, one sliding upwards to tweak a nipple while the other went down, loosening the towel that was somehow still hooked at his waist. Now only Steve’s body pressed against his ass was holding it up. Steve grinned as his hand closed around Danny’s half-hard cock. “Your mouth is saying this is a bad idea, but the rest of you…”
“My brain knows this is stupid and a risk,” Danny argued. “Lemme get dressed and we can do this…” He broke off with a groan as Steve stroked him expertly. “God, I hate you.”
“No, you don’t,” the taller boy’s voice was smug. “Stop arguing and let me have this. You know you’re gonna give in.”
Danny wanted to glare at him, but knew it would be useless because he was right and couldn’t see it anyway. Giving in would make him insufferable for a while, but it didn’t really look like Danny’s arguments were going to work anyway. He knew that if he honestly told Steve ‘no’, the other boy would stop. The problem was, he really didn’t want him to stop.
“Steve.” When the first use only brought an absentminded hum and a kiss (Steve was definitely single-minded at times), he tried again, “Steve!”
“What?” There was a definite pout in that reply and Danny had to grin at it.
Danny moved his hands from where he’d braced them against the locker, grabbing the edges of the towel. “Go check the doors and make sure they’re locked.” He looked over his shoulder despite the awkward angle to see a stubborn look at Steve’s face. “I know you locked them, babe, but I just want you to make sure. I don’t want anyone interrupting us.”
Steve heaved a sigh, but pushed away from Danny, reaching down to adjust himself. “You’re not using this as an excuse to get dressed?” he asked suspiciously.
“I’m not.” With more room to move, Danny turned around. Hooking a hand behind Steve’s neck, he slid his fingers into the dark hair he loved and pulled the other boy’s head towards his. Slipping his tongue into the already open mouth, he sealed their lips together. When he drew back, Steve’s hazel eyes were glazed over and he wasn’t entirely sure the other boy remembered where they were. “Go check the doors,” he instructed firmly.
When Steve came back, Danny was leaning against the lockers, lazily stroking his cock through the gap in the towel. Steve let out an inarticulate sound and almost tripped over the bench as he tried to get to Danny and drop to his knees at the same time. Danny winced, reaching out to steady him and guiding him forward. Steve made a noise that wasn’t quite a whimper as their lips touched. The throaty sound continued to emit from him as he pressed his mouth to Danny’s collarbone and then moved downward, dropping as gracefully as he could to his knees.
Danny moaned as Steve’s hot mouth closed around the head of his cock, his tongue darting out to press against the slit. The shorter boy’s head made a clanging sound as it connected with the locker at the feel of the suction around him. He tilted his head down, forcing his eyes open so he could watch Steve.
The other boy’s eyes had fluttered closed, his hands digging into Danny’s hips as if worried that Danny would push him away. Danny brushed his hand through Steve’s hair, smiling as the dark-haired boy leaned into the touch before running his fingers down to where his cock slid into the other boy’s mouth. “God, you look so hot,” he murmured. “Cannot believe how much you love doing this. And how much it turns me on to see you on your knees. You’ve got all the control, babe.”
Steve pulled back, licking across the head, and opened his eyes. “If you’re that coherent, I must be doing something wrong.”
Danny pressed his thumb to the seam of Steve’s lips, smiling as it was sucked inside. “Trust me; you’re not doing anything wrong.”
Continuing to suck on the digit in his mouth, Steve jerked on the towel, undoing it so he had more access to Danny. Letting go of Danny’s thumb with a pop, he swirled his tongue over it. Pressing his nose against the crease of Danny’s groin, he inhaled deeply before scrapping his teeth across it. Danny yelped at the sensation, bucking beneath his touch. Steve grinned, nipping at him before taking one of the balls right by his mouth into it and sucking at it. He released it after a moment, licking at the other one before pulling back and lapping at the precum that had gathered on the head of Danny’s cock.
Grabbing Steve’s hair, Danny used the grip to tilt the other boy’s head up. “Stop. Fucking. Around,” he growled. “Or I’ll jerk myself off.”
For a second it looked like Steve was going to consider it, but then he sealed his mouth around the head of Danny’s cock; wrapping his hand around the rest of it and starting up a steady motion. Danny groaned in response, his hands tightening in Steve’s hair. He tipped his head down, watching as Steve’s hand glided up and down his cock; his mouth wrapped tightly around the head as he sucked on it.
He could feel his balls draw up, could feel the tension start, and he tugged on Steve’s hair. “Babe, hey,” he tried to warn Steve, tried to pull the other boy off, but Steve latched on tighter and sucked. Danny moaned as he felt Steve swallow as he emptied himself into the other boy’s mouth.
As soon as Steve started to move back, Danny was pulling at him, trying to get him to stand up. He latched onto the taller boy’s mouth as soon as he got high enough, chasing the taste of himself, even as his hand scrambled for the button on his jeans. “So fucking hot,” he groaned as he fought with it; Steve giving a dirty chuckle. “God damn jeans!” Danny finally pried the button open and shoved his hand inside, moaning as he encountered hot flesh and not cotton. “Where’s your underwear, you perv?” he demanded.
Steve rutted against Danny’s hip, trying to get some friction between the shorter boy’s body or his hand. “Didn’t bother,” he answered. He whined when Danny loosened his grip. “Dan-ny.”
“You are a pervert,” Danny informed him. “But goddamn that’s hot.” He shoved Steve’s jeans down far enough that they weren’t in the way and tightened his grip again. “Knowing there’s nothing underneath the denim, but Steve McGarrett and that no one but me knows? God. Damn. Hot.” As he spoke, he continued to stroke the other boy’s cock, holding him tight against his sturdy body. It didn’t take long before Steve shuddered in his arms, spilling over his hand.
Danny lifted his hand to his mouth, licking at the semen that had landed there. Steve’s hazel eyes cracked open at the movement and he groaned at the sight, before burying his head against the crook of Danny’s neck. After a moment, Danny jostled him. “Hey. No sleeping.”
“Not sleeping,” Steve muttered. “My Danny pillow.”
Danny snorted at that, but pushed Steve backwards. “You might have a pillow, but I’ve got a cold ass locker against my back. And I was supposed to meet my teammates at Kamekona’s. So we need to clean up and get going.” Steve pouted as he succumbed to Danny’s shoving and moved back, collapsing on the bench behind him. Danny grabbed at his shoulder as he started to tumble backwards. “Wow, you really are out of it,” he commented.
“Don’t wanna share you,” he complained. He wrapped his arms around Danny’s waist, trying to drag the blonde closer. “Come home with me.”
Tilting Steve’s head up, he pressed a kiss to his lips. “I’m hungry, babe. Let’s go to Kamekona’s and eat then we can go to your place after.” Kissing him again, he said, “And I’ll stay till your dad comes home, unless he doesn’t come home tonight.”
Satisfied with that, Steve released him to get dressed. Within a few minutes, the boys were headed out of the locker room; Steve trying not to strut over the fact that Danny didn’t take a second shower and anyone who got too close to them could smell the scent of sex on them both. That Danny was going to arrive and leave the party by Steve’s side, even if he didn’t stay by him the whole time, made Steve straighten his back and walk a little taller. Danny shook his head when he caught sight of him out of the corner of his eye. Subtle was not his boyfriend, but he really couldn’t bring himself to care. Running a finger down the other boy’s arm, he flashed a smile when Steve glanced at him and the dark haired boy smiled goofily in response. Danny really wouldn’t change him at all.
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