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Fic: Hawaii Five-0, Steve/Danny

Title: Watch This
Pairing: Steve/Danny
Genre: pwp
Spoilers: None
Summary: Steve wants Danny to watch.
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 1300-ish
Disclaimer: No infringement intended, no profit being made, just playing around a little.

Notes: I've been drooling over admiring this lovely (NSFW) drawing, and thinking how, if I lived alone, it would be my background. And possibly a mural on the ceiling over my bed. And then yesterday I wrote this - very quickly, and it's not beta'd, so feel free to point out any mistakes.

And be sure to leave the love for digitalruki!

“Open your eyes, Danny.”

“No, I don’t think I can do that.”

“Sure you can.”

And he did want to, really. Because then Steve would get back to what he was doing, which was sucking Danny’s cock. (Danny’s mind stuttered over those words: Steve...sucking...Danny’s cock.)

But if Danny did open his eyes to see what Steve was doing, and actually watch his dick sliding in and out of that hot, wet, talented mouth, while feeling the surprisingly soft hair twined through the fingers of one hand, with the unsurprisingly strong muscle of Steve’s arm flexed under the other, and hearing the self-satisfied humming noise coming from Steve’s throat (the vibrations of which were moving through Danny’s cock into his balls, by the way)...if he were to actually experience all that going on simultaneously, it would be sensory overload and everything would end in about ten seconds, Danny was sure of it. Because it had almost happened about twenty seconds ago, right before he closed his eyes.

So, he repeated, “No.”

Danny cursed silently when he felt Steve stand – why was the man being so stubborn about this? He opened his eyes then and Steve was looking at him, grinning sweetly and patiently, and his eyes were bright and warm at the same time and Danny swallowed hard because Steve had a look that said, “You know I’ll get my way.”

Danny was just about to argue with that look, but then Steve pressed even closer and bent his head and whispered in his ear and it tickled, but is also – not just his breath, hot in Danny’s ear and on his neck, but his words – the whisper also sent a spike right to his cock, which tried to twitch, but was trapped between his belly and Steve’s leg.

“I’d really like you to watch, Danny.”

In his head, Danny had his perfectly logical reply ready...after all, he had proven himself time and again capable of holding his own with Steven McGarrett.

But then Steve said, still in his ear, “It’s a thing I have.”

A thing. It was a thing. Steve had a thing about being watched while he was sucking someone’s brains out through their cock...who knew?

And so instead of the reasonable argument about how much of a good thing can sometimes be a bad thing, what came out of his mouth instead was a sort of garbled...noise. And Danny wondered just when he had lost control of this situation.

Oh, yeah. It was right about the time Steve locked the office door, kissed Danny quick and hard and then dropped to his knees and undid Danny’s belt. Which had been kind of a surprise, considering he thought they were taking things slow.

“So,” he’d said, swallowing hard and having no idea what to do with his hands, “we’re doing this now?”

“Is that a problem?” Steve had stopped mid-un-zip and looked up, concerned.

“Not a problem, per se. I just thought...had gotten the idea...it seemed like we were taking things slow.”

“Is this too fast?”

“No! I mean, I’m okay – slow, fast


whatever’s good for you. It’s just that we’ve only kissed so far and –”

Here, Steve’s concerned look was replaced by a megawatt smile. “The kissing is good, isn’t it?”

“I won’t argue that with you.”

And then there had been several minutes of reminding themselves just how good the kissing actually was. And in the end it was decided that this next step didn’t seem to be going too quickly at all.

And now, here Steve was - obviously having taken the incomprehensible sound
Danny had made as an answer - back on his knees.

Danny looked down.

And Steve looked up, looked up and grinned a deliciously evil grin before sucking Danny back into his mouth.

As Steve's tongue did unbelievable things to Danny, Danny’s gaze skipped back and forth from Steve’s eyes, now dark and kind of wild, to his mouth, with his lips stretched thin and red and wet and his cheeks puffed full...full of Danny.

And that was it, game over.

“Steve,” Danny warned with a gasp, trying to push Steve away.

But Steve, of course, had a different idea and instead pushed forward, taking Danny further into his mouth. All the way in. And he swallowed.

Danny’s head flew back, hitting the wall.

(“Even sex with you leaves me wounded,” Danny would grouse later as he rubbed the goose egg on his head with one hand, his words tempered by the gentle hold he had on Steve’s balls with the other.)

Danny’s orgasm *burst* from him, and in the back of the bowl of mush his brain had just turned to, he wondered if was possible to literally blow the top of your dick off.

The combination of the crack to his head and the loss of blood pressure had
Danny feeling a little dizzy, and his legs wobbled – he was tempted to slide down the wall. But he locked his knees and pressed his hands against the wall, holding himself up...no way was he going to let Steven McGarrett think he made Danny Williams *swoon.*

But it was okay now, because Danny was on his feet and they had their arms wrapped around each other and Danny could taste himself on Steve’s tongue.

When they finally broke the kiss, only when the need for oxygen forced the issue, though, and Danny was all zipped and buckled, he raised a brow in Steve’s direction. “So, seems like you knew what you were doing there.”

“Yeah?” Steve looked quite pleased with himself. “You liked it okay?”

“Well, yes, I did. Yes.” Danny believed that answer was the world’s best example of ‘understatement.’

“How about you? You ever...”

Danny had to look away, because again, Steve was giving him a look, and this one was full of curiosity and need and longing and it was making Danny want to tell Steve to just shut up and drop his pants.

“Have I ever done...that?” He asked the space beside Steve’s head. “What you just did?”

“Yes, Daniel.”

“I have. It’s been a while, back before I got married.” Danny cleared his throat and looked at Steve. “I’d be very interested in showing you how much I remember of it.”

“I heard it’s like riding a bike.”

“You heard that? You heard that giving a blow-job is like riding a bike?” Danny, having gained some control of himself, crossed his arms and cocked his head at his partner. “Where did you hear that?”

“Well,” Steve shrugged. “maybe I didn’t hear it. But it seems to be my experience.”

Danny stepped forward and hooked his fingers through Steve’s belt loops. “Should we find out if it’s my experience as well?”

Now it appeared it was Steve’s turn to have trouble speaking.

“I, uh, yeah...we could compare notes.”


“Notes. But not now, not here. I suggest we take this back to my place.”

“Really?” Danny slid one hand down the front of Steve’s pants. “Because it seems to me that here and now would work for you.”

With a grimace, Steve took Danny’s hands and moved them away.

“It would. But two reasons we should go to my place. One, I think we’re pushing our luck here.”

“You’re probably right. And it’s very unprofessional.”

“Very,” Steve agreed. “And I don’t want you kneeling on this hard floor, aggravating your knee.”

“I appreciate that” – Danny squeezed Steve’s hand – “but I think I could handle it. In fact, I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t even notice it.”

“Maybe, maybe.” Steve ran his hands up Danny’s chest and cupped his face and his next words had Danny forgetting how to breathe for a minute. “But I’d really like to see you spread out naked in my bed.”

“Oh.” Danny’s eyes glazed over as he thought of Steve in that position – long, tattooed limbs flung out on his wide, soft bed...waiting for Danny.

Following Steve out of the office, Danny put himself in his vision of Steve on the bed, touching every inch of him and kissing him breathless before crawling between his legs.

And he’d make sure Steve watched.


( 25 comments — Leave a comment )
Feb. 13th, 2011 10:22 pm (UTC)
*thud* I was sitting here freezing until I read this. Now I'm nice and warm. *g*

A thing. It was a thing. Steve had a thing about being watched while he was sucking someone’s brains out through their cock...who knew?

And it's a totally HOT thing!

Here, Steve’s concerned look was replaced by a megawatt smile. “The kissing is good, isn’t it?”


“You heard that? You heard that giving a blow-job is like riding a bike?"

LOL, perfect Danny tone.

“But I’d really like to see you spread out naked in my bed.”

*nods* Steve's logic is perfect here. *g*

And he’d make sure Steve watched.

*flails* GUH!

This was scorching hot from beginning to end! I'm so thrilled to see you writing H50!
Feb. 15th, 2011 02:44 pm (UTC)
Cat, thanks so much for the great comment! I'm so glad I took the plunge!
Feb. 15th, 2011 02:55 pm (UTC)
I meant comments...I appreciate *all* of them. *g*
Feb. 13th, 2011 10:37 pm (UTC)
Yum ... So hot it sizzles!
Feb. 15th, 2011 02:45 pm (UTC)
Thank you!
Feb. 13th, 2011 10:57 pm (UTC)

I have had people write fic based on my drawings in the past, but NONE have even come CLOSE to this brilliance. I love derivative fanworks, you have made my day for creating one! Thank you! I'm endlessly flattered! *flails* this story was so gooood i love danny's inner monologues
Feb. 15th, 2011 02:48 pm (UTC)
I'm so thrilled you enjoyed this story. After I posted it, I was wondering if the proper etiquette would have been to let you read it first - I think so. I thank you so much for the beautiful inspiration and I do hope to see more from you soon!
Feb. 13th, 2011 11:10 pm (UTC)
**thud** Can I just.... give me a minute.

HOLYFUCKINGHELL! That was brilliant. And just... so, so, so amazing. 'Scuse me, while I go dunk my head in some cold water.
Feb. 15th, 2011 02:48 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much!
Feb. 13th, 2011 11:11 pm (UTC)
Well, that was 100 kinds of awesome. =D
Feb. 15th, 2011 02:49 pm (UTC)
Thank you. :)
Feb. 13th, 2011 11:44 pm (UTC)
Holy hell. That was so hot. Damn these boys kills me.
Feb. 15th, 2011 02:49 pm (UTC)
I think they'll kill us all soon! Thanks!
Feb. 14th, 2011 01:18 am (UTC)
I'm pretty sure this fandom is going to actually kill me with fic like this.

Holy hell. I...uh. Yeah. Or something.

This was AWESOME. And totally HOT.

THANK YOU. I mean that a lot. THANK YOU so very much for this. Wonderful.
Feb. 15th, 2011 02:50 pm (UTC)
Oh, *thank you* so much for the great fb!
Feb. 14th, 2011 03:31 am (UTC)

I'll be away from the keyboard for a while. That was a ...fitting accompaniment to that artwork.

Feb. 15th, 2011 02:51 pm (UTC)
That was a ...fitting accompaniment to that artwork

Best compliment I could get - thank you!
Feb. 14th, 2011 04:25 am (UTC)
That was so hot! You definitely did justice to the artwork!
I love Steve's kinks,and Danny's internal commentary was very funny.
Feb. 15th, 2011 02:52 pm (UTC)
You definitely did justice to the artwork!

Thank you so much for that!
Feb. 14th, 2011 04:28 am (UTC)
Um... holy shit! Uh, yeah... wow! :)
Feb. 15th, 2011 02:53 pm (UTC)
Thanks! :)
Feb. 14th, 2011 07:23 am (UTC)
Love the bit about them deciding they're not going too fast after all. And the not letting Steve think he'd made Danny swoon.

Lovely stuff, hot and fun :)
Feb. 15th, 2011 02:53 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much, I'm glad you liked it!
May. 24th, 2011 01:02 am (UTC)

And once again, I could *hear* Danny speaking some of these things.

Good stuff.
May. 26th, 2011 02:59 am (UTC)
Thanks, Anne!
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