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[haolehothead]

Danny has this feeling that if he doesn't make Steve break tonight, it's never going to happen and he's going to go absolutely freaking insane before the wedding. What the hell was he thinking being supportive and helpful and good to Steve? It's done nothing for him on his end and he's left with a lot of frustration

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[sluttylyingliar]

"Take off your clothes and you'll get your answers. Oh, and no underwear. They won't fit under the pants I found you," she instructs, waving her hand. She's pregnant. She's super pregnant and heading to a party she cannot partake in. This blows.

[haolehothead]

Danny gives her a look, plainly wanting to ask if she's serious, but he knows that'll just waste lung-space because he knows that she is. He strips off his t-shirt and gets off the shoes and the jeans, but he keeps the underwear on. "Okay, babe, I know you and me, I know we're close, but you still haven't seen me naked and there are some mysteries I want to keep in the dark."

[sluttylyingliar]

"I cannot believe that after everything you're putting me through being pregnant during your wedding that I don't at least get some ass out of this," she huffs, handing over a sinfully tight pair of matte leather pants. She turns around to face the other direction and tells him to strip.

[haolehothead]

Danny takes the pants into his hands and gives Rachel a look of disbelief. "You're gonna see plenty of my ass in these things," he mutters, shedding his boxers and sighing as he steps into the pants, squirming and working at the button slightly. It's not that hard to get in them. His waist is smaller than most guys he knows, so they fit comfortably, though they're tight as fuck at the ass. "Look, I do seriously have a favor, okay?"