Fic: World-Class Snuggler
Hawaii 5-0 fan-fic
Pairing: Steve/Danny, established relationship
Rating: PG, maybe PG-13?
Disclaimer: Hawaii 5-0 does not belong to me, and no infringement is intended.
Summary: Danny needs to touch and be touched.
Author’s Note: This is a companion piece to Good Enough to Cuddle, initially posted to the Hawaii 5-0 Flash Fiction community. Comments and constructive criticism are always welcome!
Danny is a world-class snuggler. He comes from a family that's always touching. The waving hands are punctuated with touches to arms, shoulders, backs, whatever. Everything from hugs to a slap on the back of the head comes naturally to them. For Danny, that translated into a need to touch and be touched in bed. Even when it's horribly hot, he has to have a hand or foot or something touching the person he's sleeping with. Coming to Hawaii almost killed him during the months where he didn't trust anyone except Grace enough for casual touching. Once Danny and Steve hooked up in bed as well as everywhere else, the New Jersey native thought his prayers were answered.
Unfortunately, it turned out that Steve believed the bed came with an invisible line down the middle. That made sense, given his background, but it didn't work very well for snuggling. Even after he relaxed enough sprawl, Steve treated the bed as being divided, sometimes into "top" and "bottom" rather than "left" and "right," but still not what his partner had in mind.
Danny's an expert though. Slowly, gently, he shifted both of them until Steve's sprawls had Danny-sized holes, until Danny's caresses didn't spark a reflexive tightening of the muscles before his partner relaxed into them, until Danny's "This ok, babe?" was answered with a goofy grin and Steve's reply of "Yeah, Danny, 'sgood" was tinged with comfortable pleasure rather than nervous surprise.
Steve threw an arm over Danny to draw them closer together, and Danny thought that his partner would never make world-class. He just hadn't started early enough, didn't have the natural talent of a Williams. With a few more years' training, though, he could probably make state. Danny curled a leg around Steve, nuzzled against his chest, and drifted off to sleep, comfortably snuggled.
Pairing: Steve/Danny, established relationship
Rating: PG, maybe PG-13?
Disclaimer: Hawaii 5-0 does not belong to me, and no infringement is intended.
Summary: Danny needs to touch and be touched.
Author’s Note: This is a companion piece to Good Enough to Cuddle, initially posted to the Hawaii 5-0 Flash Fiction community. Comments and constructive criticism are always welcome!
Danny is a world-class snuggler. He comes from a family that's always touching. The waving hands are punctuated with touches to arms, shoulders, backs, whatever. Everything from hugs to a slap on the back of the head comes naturally to them. For Danny, that translated into a need to touch and be touched in bed. Even when it's horribly hot, he has to have a hand or foot or something touching the person he's sleeping with. Coming to Hawaii almost killed him during the months where he didn't trust anyone except Grace enough for casual touching. Once Danny and Steve hooked up in bed as well as everywhere else, the New Jersey native thought his prayers were answered.
Unfortunately, it turned out that Steve believed the bed came with an invisible line down the middle. That made sense, given his background, but it didn't work very well for snuggling. Even after he relaxed enough sprawl, Steve treated the bed as being divided, sometimes into "top" and "bottom" rather than "left" and "right," but still not what his partner had in mind.
Danny's an expert though. Slowly, gently, he shifted both of them until Steve's sprawls had Danny-sized holes, until Danny's caresses didn't spark a reflexive tightening of the muscles before his partner relaxed into them, until Danny's "This ok, babe?" was answered with a goofy grin and Steve's reply of "Yeah, Danny, 'sgood" was tinged with comfortable pleasure rather than nervous surprise.
Steve threw an arm over Danny to draw them closer together, and Danny thought that his partner would never make world-class. He just hadn't started early enough, didn't have the natural talent of a Williams. With a few more years' training, though, he could probably make state. Danny curled a leg around Steve, nuzzled against his chest, and drifted off to sleep, comfortably snuggled.