The Locker Room

Steve's body humming pleasantly with the increased endorphins from his activity, he entered the locker room, intending to take a shower. He rounded the corner and picked a towel. When he turned around he came face to face with a very hot and sweaty Danny.

God damn. The man's shirt was damp, his skin pink and glowing from his exertion. No man had ever looked as desireable to Steve and he couldn't help himself. He slid his hand around the nape of Danny's neck, his fingers sliding through the curling tendrils of the blonde's hair, as he pulled the man into his chest. Danny tipped his head back, his eyes dark and wide as they searched Steve's face.

"What are you doing?" Danny licked his lips and another bolt of want shot through Steve as he followed the trail of Danny's pink tongue.

"Damned if I know," Steve muttered, then put his mouth onto Danny's. Soft and warm, Steve couldn't remember ever feeling so velvety plush and full lips against his own.

Danny gave a muffled squeak, then melted into Steve's arms, returning the kiss with an intensity that surprised then excited the SEAL. Uncaring that they were out in the open area of the locker room where anyone could walk in on them, Steve sucked on Danny's plump lower lip, before sliding his tongue into the warm, accepting cavern of Danny's mouth, where it melt with the hesitant, then increasingly strong thrust of the blonde's tongue.

Steve sighed with longing from the firestorm exploding in his bloodstream. The unexpected hunger surging through him threw Steve off balance, but he couldn't control the need to feel Danny beneath him. The SEAL shoved Danny backward against the wall, covering the blonde's body with his own. Through the fog of lust swirling in his brain, Steve pushed up against the hard thrust of Danny's erection, rubbing against the thin material of his pants. Danny groaned, his hot breath gusting past Steve's ear.

Thank God he wants this, wants me too. Steve took Danny's face between his hands and teased his nose up against the blonde's before gently kissing his mouth. He trailed his fingers along the line of Danny's upper lip, tracing the curve of his cheeks, before finally cradling the blonde's jaw with the palm of his hand and planting tiny kisses on Danny's cheeks and trembling lips.

Danny moaned and molded his body up against Steve's, burying his face in the nape of the SEAL's neck. Steve was surprised to feel Danny's body shaking in his arms and pulled him to his chest, soaking up his warmth. They stayed like that, simply hugging, before Danny took a deep breath and pushed away from Steve, his eyes sparkling.

"Fuck. W-what was that?"

Steve hated hearing Danny sound so nervous and unsure, as if he questioned the SEAL's motives.

"That was me, kissing you." Steve nuzzled Danny's neck now, inhaling the man's warm, soft scent. He could have stayed like that for hours; holding Danny, feeling the play of his muscles beneath his fingers, tasting the saltiness of Danny's skin on his lips.

"Why?"

"Are you serious?" Steve grabbed the blonde's hand, half dragging him into the bathroom where they faced a full wall of mirrors. "Look at you." He placed his hands on Danny's hips, aching to slide his arms around the blonde's waist and hold him close again.

But Danny remained unyielding, his face creased in confusion. "I don't understand."

Steve pushed aside the hair at Danny's nape and pressed his mouth against the soft skin there. The blonde trembled but Steve held him firm, continuing to nibble and nip at Danny's neck. "You're gorgeous." Steve kissed Danny's shoulder. "Sexy." He kissed the blonde again, this time yanking the blonde tight against him, wanting Danny to feel the heaviness of his cock against his ass. "Do you feel that, baby?" Steve flexed his hips, thrusting against the blonde, loving the heavy-lidded, glazed look that entered Danny's eyes.