The six long months of Steve being hundreds of miles away from DJ were finally coming to an end and DJ could hardly contain the relief and excitement she felt at the thought of him being home, of being in his arms again. It was true that she had been the one to give him that extra push into taking the job offer, but she'd be lying if she said she hadn't missed him every second that he was away.

DJ tried to keep herself busy with mundane tasks around the house while she waited for Steve. The house was currently empty due to Stephanie and Kimmy graciously agreeing to take the kids to Disneyland for the weekend so she and Steve could be alone.

She checked the time on her phone, she still had another hour to kill so she decided to set up the romantic indoor picnic she had planned for the two of them that evening. DJ laid out comfortable blankets and throw pillows on the floor near the fireplace as well as the picnic basket that contained all of Steve's favorites and a bottle of wine.

Right as she was putting the finishing touches, the doorbell rang. DJ fixed her hair a little, then leaned back against the chair. "It's always open, Steve!"

As Steve walked in, he was briefly frozen in place at the sight before him. There was DJ, the woman of his dreams, waiting for him just as she promised she would.

DJ stood up and ran over to him, throwing her arms around Steve and pulling him into a warm embrace and planting a kiss to his lips. As they kissed she took everything in- the scent of his skin, the taste of his lips, the feeling of his hands on the small of her back.

She looked up at him when they parted lips. "Steve, you're here! I missed you so much.."

"I missed you too. And I didn't realize it was possible, but I think you got even more beautiful in these past six months." said Steve. His hands remained at her waist, her hands on his chest.

DJ blushed lightly. "Oh, stop"

"No it's true. Not to mention I feel terribly underdressed" Steve replied, referring to his simple attire of a black button down shirt, dark blue jeans, and tennis shoes compared to DJ's crimson red, curve-hugging cocktail dress.

DJ giggled and pecked his lips. "That's okay. I didn't expect you to get all dressed up. I wanted to do this for you" She took him by the hand and led them to the couch to sit.

For a while, they just sat there in a comfortable silence, looking at each other, allowing their eyes to do all of the talking.

"So, from what you told me over the phone, working for the Lakers must have been quite the adventure" DJ said, pulling them out of the silence.

Steve nodded. "Oh yeah, it was an adventure alright. One of the most fulfilling experiences of my career so far."

"I knew it would be" DJ replied with a smile.

Steve took her hand into his and lightly brushed his thumb across her knuckles. "It was a great opportunity and I'm glad I took it, but as great as that was..it still didn't compare to being with you. Deej, I missed you so much. I missed the boys too"

DJ smiled. "The boys missed you too. They're always asking "when's Steve coming back" Well, mostly Max. And Tommy has already made up his mind that you're taking him to the zoo." She chuckled softly.

"Well, it's settled then! We better start planning a trip to the zoo. How's next weekend sound?" Steve replied.

The smile on DJ's face brought a smile to his own. "Sounds good! I'm sure he'll enjoy that"

"You know, Deej, LA may have been fun, but it was never home. But this, this feels like home." said Steve.

"Well then, welcome home" DJ responded as she leaned forward, connecting her lips to his. Steve eagerly reciprocated the kiss, caressing the side of her face, his hands then traveled downward, inching up her dress.

DJ placed her hand on top of his, pulling back to look him in the eyes. "Dinner first. Then dessert." She winked at him suggestively before standing up.

With eyebrows raised, Steve watched her as she walked away.

"Well don't just sit there, silly! Let's eat" DJ said as she opened up the picnic basket and retrieved two plates for them.

"R-right, of course" Steve stuttered as he joined her down on the blanket.

DJ dimmed the lights and got the fireplace going before preparing each of their plates and pouring them a glass of wine.

The atmosphere was relaxed and low key, giving them the opportunity to simply enjoy each other's company.

An hour of eating and easy conversation about any and everything went by, and DJ was beginning to become anxious to finish what they had started earlier.

DJ started to pick up their empty plates and glasses. "Here let me get that for you"

Steve held up his hand. "Oh no, allow me. You've already done so much, the least I can do is put away our dishes."

DJ didn't protest, though she already had an idea in mind about what he could do for her.

While Steve went into the kitchen, DJ set her plan into motion.

The woman unzipped her dress and shimmied out of it before tossing it aside, now in nothing but her lacy pink and black lingerie. Deciding that it made her feel sexier, she opted to leave her high heels on.

She sat propped up on her elbows with her legs crossed as she waited for Steve.

When he came back into the living room, the expression on his face said it all and it was exactly what DJ was hoping for.

Steve stood wide-eyed, his mouth agape. "Wow, Deej, I-" He struggled with words as his heart began racing.

DJ giggled and bit her lip. "Are you just gonna stand there gawking at me or are you gonna get down here and make good on your promise?" She was referencing what he told her at the Smash Club all those months ago. It was one of the things that had stood out in her mind the most.

There were no more words that needed to be said. Within seconds, Steve was down on the floor hovering over DJ, peppering hasty desperate kisses to her lips and her neck.

While Steve went to work on her neck, DJ tugged at his shirt, pulling it up until he assisted her and it was tossed aside along with her dress.

His lips traveled down to her chest, where he paused briefly to undo the front clasp of her bra. He took each of her breasts in his hands and began circling his thumb around her nipples, he felt them harden from his touch.

DJ's desire for Steve grew stronger with every touch. Soft moans escaped from her at the sensation of his lips on one of her breasts, nipping and biting tenderly. He worked at a steady pace, switching from one breast to the other.

"Steve…" DJ moaned out breathlessly.

She didn't have to say anymore, he knew exactly what she desired. He moved his hand downward between her legs, a feeling of satisfaction coming over him upon the discovery of how wet she already was when he was just getting started.

Steve took his time, much to DJ's frustration, kissing down her chest and flat tummy, caressing her thighs as he did this. He stared up at her as pressed tender kisses to her thighs, she began to stir and he knew she couldn't wait much longer.

The man then proceeded to remove her already soaked panties, tossing them aside as well. Without any more hesitation, he placed a finger inside of her, causing her to gasp and grip the blanket underneath her.

Steve crashed his lips onto hers in a fiery passion as his finger pumped in and out of her, she moaned into the kiss.

Breaking away from the kiss, he lowered himself down so his face was right above her heat. Then, he dived right in and began exploring her with his tongue.

DJ held onto the back of his head, pushing him down further as Steve's tongue hit every sweet spot she could imagine.

She bucked her hips as Steve licked her up and down, then suckled on her clit.

Steve looked up at her, savoring the sight of her face and the sounds of her moans in response to what he was doing to her. He kept going until he tasted every drop of her sweetness on his tongue.

DJ then surprised him by turning over so she was now on top of him. This time, she wanted to be in control. She swiftly pulled down his pants and boxers, tossing them with the rest of the pile.

She smirked at the sight of his fully erected member, taking pride in knowing that she was the cause of this.

DJ eased herself down onto him, moaning as she did so. Steve moaned as well as he stared up at her intensely, the light from the fireplace illuminating her features. He fondled with her breasts as she began riding him.

Watching her as sweat glistened on her forehead and she tossed her head back, Steve swore she was a goddess in the flesh.

She placed her hands on his chest and moved her hips in a circular motion as she rode him. He he held a tight, firm grip on her backside.

DJ pressed her forehead against his. "I love you, Steve."

"I love you, Donna Jo" He uttered between moans of intense pleasure.

Before she could reach the very edge, Steve flipped her over so he was once again on top and in between her legs.

"On those lonely nights in LA, do you know what I would think about?" Steve said in between heavy breathing, "Doing this." He thrusted into her..hard. DJ moaned in response, their skin clapped together. "And this." He thrusted again as hard as he could, going deeper inside of her. She moaned even louder. For Steve, the sound was a sweet melody to his ears.

DJ's legs tightened around Steve, her freshly manicured nails dug into his back. He knew he would have the battle scars to show for it, but he didn't care.

He continued thrusting into her as hard as he could. "You like how this feels?"

DJ nodded quickly, barely able to speak. "Y-yes! Oh god, Steve, yes! Please, k-keep fucking me. Never stop..."

There were only two times when DJ Tanner would ever curse, when she was either extremely horny or extremely angry.

This was enough to send Steve over the edge, his hips pushed back and forth, pounding her with everything in him in a quick and steady rhythm. All that pent up yearning and desire released with every stroke, until they both climaxed.

Both out of breath, Steve collapsed down next to her and she snuggled up against him.

As they snuggled with the blankets wrapped around them, DJ sighed contently, tracing random patterns across his chest with her fingers. "I love you. So much..." Even though she already said that many, many times that night, it just felt right in the moment.

Steve held her closer. He never got tired of hearing her say those words. "I love you more."

"Impossible" DJ challenged.

"Very possible" Steve replied, kissing her temple.

Being there with Steve, in his arms where she felt the safest, she couldn't be happier that he was finally home.