Time For Action

tags: friends to lovers, pining, first kiss

Pleasure rushed through Danny at the sight of his partner Steve on his doorstep. A soaking wet Steve who was visibly shivering, but the SEAL's face was split by a goofy smile that lit him up from the inside.

"Hi," Steve said.

"Hi." Danny grinned back. "Come in. Do you want a cup of coffee. You must be freezing."

"Yeah. Thanks, Danny."

The blonde's stomach swooped with excitement as he stood aside to let his partner in. Steve paused to take of his boots in the hallway, and Danny shamelessly ogled his arse while he did it.

"You're soaked. Do you want to borrow some dry clothes?"

"Uh… yeah, I guess that's a good idea. If you're sure?"

"Of course. And you can put the coffee maker on while I find you something to wear."

Danny rifled hastily through his drawers and pulled out some old black pants and a T-shirt. He grabbed a hoodie and some socks too, thinking Steve might need the extra layers. He found his partner lurking awkwardly in the kitchen and put the pile of clothes in his arms. "Here, you can change in the living room. It's much warmer in there. I'll bring the coffee in a few."

Danny didn't rush, wanting to give Steve time to change - tempting though it was to try and catch his partner half naked. When he thought enough time had passed, the blonde followed Steve into the living room.

To his surprise, Steve wasn't fully dressed and a flush swept over Danny's face as he stared at his partner's naked chest. A pulse of lust nearly knocked his knees out from under him. Danny's cock thickened, pushing out the front of the stretchy material of his pants. He couldn't even adjust himself because he was holding a mug in each hand.

Steve's gaze flickered down to Danny's groin. "Nice package." The SEAL gave Danny a filthy grin."

Fuck.

Danny was done with flirting. It was time for action. The blonde put the mugs down on the table. He approached his partner, heart hammering and his palms sticky with nerves. But Steve just smiled encouragement. The SEAL reached and hooked a finger into Danny's stretchy waistband, tugging him closer until their lips were mere inches apart.

"Hey," Steve said.

"Hey," Danny echoed, his voice a hoarse whisper.

Then Steve kissed him - or maybe he kissed Steve? Either way, their mouths met in a glorious combustion of ignited sexual tension, desire and impatience. It was messy and wonderful and things turned dirty fast when they aligned themselves just right and their erections bumped together through far too many layers of fabric.