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It had been a long day, and all Danny Williams wanted to do was go to his partner’s house and relax with a beer. If one beer led to two, and then two beers led to good sex, then it was all the better for him. This latest case that the Five-0 taskforce was working on had been difficult for all of them, but even more so for Danny. Danny was the only member of their four person team that had a ten year old daughter, just like their murder victim. Thank God that Rachel had taken Grace to England a week before they landed this case, because he would have gone crazy thinking about her here on the same island as a child murderer.
A large, warm hand landed on the back of his neck as he walked out the door, and the weight of it against his skin grounded him and brought him back to himself. “I’m pretty sure we drank the last of the Longboards at my house a few nights ago. You go ahead on to the house, and I’ll stop at the store and pick up some more,” Steve told him, his blunt fingers digging into the tight muscles of his neck.
Danny sighed under his ministrations, but he shook his head. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I’ll do it. You actually bought lunch and dinner today, so I’ll get the beer. You need anything else at the store, babe?” Danny asked his friend and lover.
Steve’s grin was muted, but it reached his warm, hazel eyes as he replied, “Just you, Danno. Just you.”
Danny stopped in his tracks and turned to face his much taller partner. His heart had done a funny little flip inside his chest at Steve’s sweet pronouncement, and it was just the balm his aching soul needed. “C’mere, you,” he demanded, grabbing a fistful of Steve’s tee shirt and pulling him down to his level.
Steve balanced himself by grabbing on to Danny’s narrow hips as the shorter man teased his way inside Steve’s mouth with licks and nips of his teeth until they were sinking into each other’s mouths without regard for anyone that may be watching in the parking lot of the Palace. It didn’t matter to Danny; he only cared about the feel of Steve under his hands, the taste of peppermint on his tongue, and the sound of his partner humming low in his throat as Danny bit down softly on his lower lip before licking the sting away.
When they parted, their foreheads met and their harsh breaths mingled as they fought for control of themselves. It had only been three weeks since they first took their relationship to a physical level, but it had been three of the best weeks of his life. Sex with Steve was hot, passionate, fun, and intimate on a level that he had never known before, even with Rachel. Steve was everything he had been looking for in a partner, and he didn’t even realize it. Steve McGarrett had a body made for sin with his long, muscled frame, tattoos decorating his bronzed skin, and abs that wouldn’t quit. But then, there was Steve himself, too. He was intense, true, but his heart was soft and full of love for the people he had chosen to be his family. He was fiercely protective, loyal, and had a wicked sense of humor that never failed to get Danny riled up.
With one final kiss, Danny said, “You go on to the house, babe. I’ll be there shortly and we can pick up where we left off.”
Steve grinned that dazzling smile that never failed to make Danny hard, and jumped in his truck to head to his house. Danny, shaking his head to clear out the haze of lust, slid into the Camaro and followed Steve out of the parking lot. He watched Steve take the turn toward his house, but Danny kept going. Normally, he would have stopped at the gas station a few miles from Steve’s house to get the beer, but instead, he turned left to head to a nearby liquor store. After a week like the one they’d just had, he felt like he and his partner deserved a treat. An image floated through his mind of him sucking spiced rum from Steve’s belly button, licking it off of his skin, and tasting it on Steve’s tongue. He put a calming hand on his already hard cock, and tried to push down his arousal. It would be embarrassing to have to walk into the liquor store with a hard-on while wearing dress slacks.