Danny 'Danno' Williams (
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MCA #0, Late, Late Thursday Night
After the weekend they had, Danny's insomnia was back in force. Which meant that, after some staring at the ceiling and tossing and turning, he was stumbling out of bed to give into the urge to go check on Steve.
Look, the guy got kidnapped. He was allowed to be a little bit anxious about the whole thing. He didn't want to wake the guy if he was sleeping, but it would be good to make sure he was... just to make sure of things, okay?
[for the partner!]
Look, the guy got kidnapped. He was allowed to be a little bit anxious about the whole thing. He didn't want to wake the guy if he was sleeping, but it would be good to make sure he was... just to make sure of things, okay?
[for the partner!]
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Especially if he got some more nuzzles like that.
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"You're good at that, babe," Danny muttered, sounding a little raspy.
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"Yeah, I know you are," he said, sort of hoping Steve would keep that up. It was unfair how much better that shoulder already felt.
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Right.
Danny sighed again, shifting a little in place to make it easier for Steve to work. And hey, if that happened to have him sprawl a little more against Steve, so be it.
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Now that he had such a clear invitation, though, his hands roamed a little further, working the kicks out of Danny's upper back, too.
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And now Danny was just never gonna leave. His shoulders flexed and relaxed under Steve's touch and he let out another one of those little aborted groans each time Steve found a tight spot. Which there were a lot of. Because Danny 'All Anxiety All The Time' Williams.
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Steve's hands slowly dipped down to the small of Danny's back and he held his breath.
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Even though he should be smarter here. They were supposed to be sleeping and not... whatever this was. But instead, Danny curled his arm up underneath Steve's shoulder to touch his shoulder and neck in response to that.
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Which was why he met Steve's gaze, running his thumb along Steve's neck as he evened out his breathing. When had it picked up there? (Probably when he hadn't pulled away after that message had gone on longer than was, you know, strictly platonic.)
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Which, coincidentally, put him in the right position to kiss him if he moved just a little more.
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But right now, it was all about enjoying the moment for what it was. Danny hummed, shifting up against him to make this easier to keep figuring out just how Steve enjoyed this.
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The noise Danny made at that was a bit like it was punched out of him as he tilted his head obligingly to let Steve do as he pleased there.
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