Spooning (or Eight Inches) (Hawaii Five-0, Danny/Steve, NC-17)
He woke to warmth against his back, pressed against his entire length, another body molded to his. If it wasn't for the air conditioning, it would have been too much, stifling, uncomfortable, but in the cocooned environment created by the artificially cool air currents, he could relax into the solid weight behind him.
The first time he woke to find Steve pressed up behind him like this, Danny had frozen. It felt weird to have someone curled around him like he was something that needed protecting. It was the guy's position, and he sure as hell wasn't the girl in this relationship. He had almost rolled away at that point, then Steve's hand had closed around his cock, and well, maybe it wasn't so bad after all.
It had become a habit; every time he stayed over, no matter what had happened in the bed moments before, Steve managed to nudge him to his side and crowd up behind him, an arm wrapped around his waist. Rationally Danny admitted to himself that given their differences in heights it made sense, but secretly he wondered if Steve was just addicted to snuggling.
"Morning." The word was mumbled against the back of his neck before warm lips pressed against the skin behind his ear, a spot that never failed to send a shock of pleasure through Danny's body.
"Morning." Muscles in the arm that had been draped around Danny's waist flexed, and Steve's hand dragged lower to close around Danny's cock, strong, callused fingers stroking him from almost-there to full hardness in a split second. Damn SEAL training, Steve knew his weaknesses and never failed to exploit them.
Danny pressed back at the same time Steve canted his hips forward, slotting against Danny's ass, the pair of them falling into a lazy, half-awake rhythm that finally crested like the ocean waves outside, sending a splash of liquid heat over Steve's hand and the small of Danny's back.
Danny half-turned and found Steve's mouth, the kiss as slow and undemanding as the sex had been. "It's gonna be a good day," he murmured when they broke apart.
"Already is," Steve replied, the wide smile that broke over his normally stern features one that Danny was very familiar with.
Yeah, he could live with the spooning with this as the result.