Strangers - Hawaii 5-0 - Steve McGarrett x OFC
Pressing Harper against the wall of the bar's small bathroom, kissing her neck and pulling her up to his lap, Steve didn't want to think about how they got there. He wasn't someone to have a quickie in a bar's bathroom, and yet there he was.
It had been a rough day. Between a though case that would certainly leave its scars and coming home to find Catherine with her bags packed and ready to leave him again, Steve had enough. All he wanted was to forget about that day, erase it from his memory completely.
He made his way to the nearest bar and order a drink. One became two, and by the time Harper came around, he was already on his fourth. She asked him about the score of the game that was playing on tv and that was it. They talked for a while, trading stories of heartbreak and, unconsciously, flirting with each other. It didn't take much for Steve to follow her to the bathroom for what promised to be something he wouldn't so soon forget.
They locked the door and as soon as he heard the distinct clicking sound of it locking, his hands were on her, pushing her against the wall, his lips on hers and his hands on her waist. She moaned against his lips, grabbing his hair roughly, begging for more.
Steve picked her up and sat her on the countertop of the sink, pulling her skirt up to reveal black lacy underwear. Kissing her neck and sucking on her sweet spot, one hand made its way to her entrance. She was dripping with desire and he couldn't wait to give her what she wanted.
Slipping two fingers inside of her, he pumped her slowly while his thumb rubbed small circles around her clit. Harper's moans were getting loud, so Steve quickly muffled them by kissing her, his tongue fighting for dominance and winning.
He felt her clamp around his fingers at the same time a long moan escaped her lips. Pulling his fingers out, he made quick work of his cargo pants, taking his cock out. He took the condom from his wallet and put it on before lining himself with her, pushing her panties to the side.
Pushing the tip of his cock inside her, he saw her arching her back and felt her nails digging into his shoulders. Pushing a little further, he heard her beg him to fuck her, so he did as he was told. Thrusting until he was bottom out, he held her close to give her time to adjust. Once she did, there was no way back.
Thrusting in an even pace, Steve started softly, not wanting to hurt her or make her feel uncomfortable. But Harper wanted more. With her legs around his waist, she dug her heels on his ass, telling him that she wanted it harder.
Steve thrusted harder, hitting her core and sending her over the edge she already was on. Going fast and hard, his own moans and grunts mixing with hers, Steve knew it wouldn't be long before he would come.
Picking up more speed, he told her to come again, this time with him. He felt her come once again, biting his shoulder to keep from screaming out, and after a few more thrusts, so did he. Resting his head on her shoulder, he tried steadying his breathing before looking at her and ask her if she was okay. When she smiled at him and answered yes, he felt relieved that he didn't hurt her.
Helping her down to her feet, he helped her pull her skirt down before adjusting himself back inside his pants. Fixing each other's clothes, Harper kissed him and thanked him for what was for sure a memorable one-night stand. Steve smiled and kissed her back.
Making their way back to a table, he ordered them a new round of drinks and toasted to new friends and new experiences. Harper chuckled and nodded as she took a swig of her drink.
Later that night, now laying in his bed all alone, Steve thought about the night that just ended. It had been a horrible day, that ended with him doing something he had never done before. And if he was being honest, he never thought that such heartbreak could lead to one of the best nights he had had in a long time.