Hey guys, I'm back! Sorry for the delay, I was out of town.

So, this chapter is related to episode 6x11 and actually the last one I had finished. I'm working on the next one and I really want to continue with this story because I enjoy writing this McDanno alternate universe, but it would encourage me to find the time and try to update regularly if I knew you guys are interested in more, so let me know!

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this one. Thanks for reading.

Danny pushed off the covers with an exasperated sigh. He was still mad at Steve, who was so eager to go for a drink with those girls that he rushed things with his great tactical op and Danny's ankle had paid the price. Sure, he didn't think it was completely Steve's fault, it had been an accident, but it had been an avoidable one. Then they had fought even more at their room when Steve had insisted they should still go to their 'date', and okay, maybe he was a little jealous, but what was with his lover and his sudden interest of going out with some random girls?

So he had refused to go, stubbornly climbing into bed to make his point very clear, and nursed himself to sleep by thinking about how disappointed he was that Steve had gone and left him alone anyway.

Right now, however, looking at the adorable drunken puppy face his lover was sporting, being mad at him was proving to be a pretty difficult task.

There he was, his big and scary Navy SEAL, swaying slightly on his feet and only being able to come up with an 'Ooohps' as an excuse for having toppled something over on their fancy hotel bathroom while looking at Danny like he had never seen him before but like he could stare right into his soul, all at the same time, and how on earth could he manage that?

And why was that distracting him from the fact that even if Steve looked like the last person on earth that should be giving lectures right now, there he was ranting to Danny about that new age 'negativity just brings bad things' crap?

The whole scene was so surreal that when Danny finally snapped out of his reverie and asked Steve if he really thought he was that negative, because maybe - and just maybe - he was starting to wonder that himself too, a soft snore was his only answer.

Danny called him again, and propped himself up on his elbow to look at his lover, still clothed, his shirt open and revealing that perfect chest and abdomen, his lips parted and slightly reddened, something Danny had noticed time ago that happened when Steve drank a bit more than usual, and that made those lips even more appealing if possible, to the point that he had to make a real effort to not look directly at Steve when they went for drinks with the team after a tough case because the need of ravishing his lover grew inside him until it became almost unbearable.

But he didn't need to restrain himself right now, did he? With that in mind, Danny climbed out of his bed and went directly to straddle his lover's hips, the motion only eliciting a soft moan from Steve.

Danny smiled fondly at that. For most people, this could just mean deep, maybe even alcohol induced sleep, but for Steve, it was a big display of trust and it showed just how comfortable and safe he felt around Danny, how used he had become to have him in his personal space, skin to skin. And even if that made Danny want to sleep in peace like that for about a month straight, right now he had other plans and he was determined to wake up Steve one way or another.

Soft hands made their way up Steve's abs, leaving goosebumps on their wake and drawing another deep moan from those lustful lips. Danny's tongue followed his hand's path, and when it wrapped around a nipple, Steve's eyes finally shot open. He looked startled for a second, until his eyes found Danny's and his expression relaxed drastically. Danny just gave him a lopsided smile.

"Danny? What...ahh!" Whatever Steve was about to say got cut short by Danny's tongue ravishing his nipple again, in the exact way he knew drove his lover crazy.

"What am I doing?" Danny said full of fake innocence before going to focus his attention on Steve's other nipple, which caused another gasp and his lover's hands gripping gently his hair. "Nothing. I just thought that since you decided to go out without me I wanted to spend some quality time together now."

Apparently it was the wrong thing to say, because Steve's body, which had been squirming under Danny's ministrations, went tense in a second. Danny looked at his lover's face and found him looking away, a glint of guilt on his eyes. Danny put a hand on his cheek and gently forced him to look back at him.

"Hey babe, why that face? I'm not mad at you...okay, I'm not mad anymore, alright?" He had to add that at the incredulous look Steve was shooting his way. "I just don't get why you were so eager to go out with those girls, even after I hurt my ankle."

Steve sighed and started rubbing circles on Danny's arm before starting to speak, something he tended to do when he was sorry or worried about something. "I just...we can't be completely ourselves with each other back at home, not until we tell Grace and the team about us, and I know we have to do that right and not rush it, but...I don't know, I just thought we could be ourselves here, I mean, we even had the perfect pretext with the couples therapy, and that maybe going out with those girls we don't know would be a good way to get used to...not having to hide our feelings in public, you know?"

He was looking at Danny with that uncertain expression that was so difficult to watch on their daily routine, since it was something Steve didn't allow himself to show easily, and Danny had to admit it made some sense. Sure, in that hard, complicated way Steve's brain tended to work on a normal basis, but it made sense and he should have been able to see there was something else behind the silly way his partner was acting.

Danny sighed and started caressing Steve's cheek with his thumb, something he loved to do because usually the reaction he got was exactly what was happening right now, his lover's eyes falling shut while the lines on his forehead disappeared just a little, and he couldn't help but lean in to steal a kiss.

"You could have told me, you know? Instead of making me think you really wanted to go out with those girls."

Steve opened his eyes and grabbed Danny's hips, keeping him in place and arching his back at the same time so they were pressing against each other.

"Why would I want to go out with any of them, when I…", he thrust his hips up a little against Danny "…have this, all for me?"

Danny moaned at the gentle pressure on his fast growing erection and went for another kiss, rougher this time, demanding and passionate, only stopping when both of them were becoming out of breath. He didn't get apart from Steve even an inch though, swollen lips touching and their lungs sharing the same air.

"So, you think you have all this?" Danny bit down on Steve's pulse point, feeling the blood pump faster as his lover's moaned and tilted back his head, before reaching out and grabbing his hair with both hands and tugging slightly to force Danny to look him in the eye.

"Yeah, I think you're mine." Steve was giving him such a lustful look that Danny was sure he would have felt weak at the knees if he had been standing. He smiled at his lover, getting a little higher on his knees and between Steve's thighs, forcing them apart a little and taking Steve's hands on his own, never breaking eye contact.

"Then I guess…" he slowly put Steve's hands down on the bed, at both sides of his head, intertwining their fingers and pressing him down gently against the mattress, "…that it goes both ways, right?"

Steve's body went completely still, his lips slightly parted and his pupils so dilated that there was barely any blue there, and Danny was starting to consider if he should worry about his lover suffering a stroke when Steve's legs slowly made their way up along Danny's thighs and hips, stopping when he almost had his feet planted on the bed and letting them fall out to his sides, never making an attempt to break free from Danny's grip on his hands. Turning himself into the perfect offering.

"Yes Danny, I'm yours too. I…want to be yours." Steve's voice was barely a whisper, but Danny had heard him well enough. His mouth went dry and he had to swallow hard before he could even try to speak, so he decided that kissing the perfect mouth in front of him was a better and much appealing idea. They kissed like they were drinking each other, until Steve started squirming under him, thrusting up with his hips more and more each passing second.

"Babe, are you–"

"Danny, do I look like I'm not sure?" Steve's thighs bracketed him again, and his eyes were so full of trust and love Danny could spend the rest of his life looking into them and be absolutely happy. "C'mon, I want this. I want…you."

Danny didn't need any more encouragement. He knew how difficult it was for Steve to voice something like this and he was determined to make it worth it. He sat back a little and reached to retrieve the lube he had put on the drawer before the whole couple's therapy fiasco and returned his attention to his lover, covering him with kisses and placing a pillow under his hips to make sure they both were comfortable. Steve had made a feeble attempt at rolling on his stomach, and it wasn't that Danny didn't think that would be hot as hell and of course he would love to do it like that some other time, but no way they were doing this for the first time without him looking into hose beautiful big eyes every second.

Remembering the strong reaction he got the last time, Danny licked the underside of Steve's cock, up to the head before going down on his lover's length and pressing his finger inside him at the same time, wanting to get him as relaxed as possible. And he was, more than Danny had expected he would be, moaning and stretching his arms to grip the sheets, making a visible effort not to thrust into Danny's mouth hard and deep. Danny continued his sweet torture, getting two and then three fingers inside of his lover while bobbing slowly up and down his length, not letting the stimulation get intense enough to build an orgasm, but more that enough to get Steve right at the point of desperation.

He finally sat back, his ankle protesting a little at the strain of the angle it was being forced into, but Danny ignored it and positioned himself at Steve's entrance, leaning down for a soft kiss before slowly pushing in. Steve broke the kiss and moaned softly, his hands going to rest at Danny's shoulders, who had stopping moving, giving him time to adjust or even back off.

"C'mon babe…go on." Danny pushed in, gently, until he was all the way in, then stopped again, putting his hands at both sides of Steve's face and kissing him deeply before starting to move a little, short thrusts that aimed for his lover's prostate, which he knew he had found when Steve's nails sank down on his back and he began to moan with each thrust, starting to meet Danny's movements halfway.

"God Danny, that's…I…I didn't know–"

"It was so good? Told you, babe. You just never believe me." He kissed him again and Steve's arms wrapped tighter around him, his movements becoming jerkier. Danny knew the signs. He reached between them and took hold of Steve's cock, matching his pumps with his now faster and harder thrusts, which made his lover become completely undone, and it was a beautiful sigh, jaw slack and closed eyes now, Danny couldn't look away from Steve's face right now even if the world were ending around them.

A few more thrusts and Steve was coming hard, shouting Danny's name and clenching around him so tightly that Danny could just follow, riding the wave before collapsing on top of his lover's sweaty chest, whose hands kept rubbing gently up and down his back while they both caught their breath.

Danny had his nose buried on Steve's neck, laying lazy kisses now and then, focusing on his slowing heartbeat under his own chest and feeling completely full and happy at the moment. But as the minutes passed by, neither of them saying a word, he began to worry that maybe Steve didn't feel the same. He propped up on his forearms to look at Steve's intense gaze.

"Hey, are you–"

"I love you." Steve cut his answer and reached for a gentle kiss, not giving Danny the opportunity to continue talking. "I love you so much, Danny. I know I don't say it much, but you know it, right?"

Danny smiled and nodded, unable to speak for a moment. "I love you too, Steve. And of course I know. I think we both know even if we don't say it much." He lay down again on top of his chest, not wanting to miss the contact even for a minute. "So, are you okay? Was it…good?"

"Danny…it was great. Much better than I expected, to be honest. Thank you."

"No babe, thank you for trusting me. It was great for me too, it was just perfect."

They stayed like this a few more minutes, sharing lazing kisses and just enjoying their connection, until Danny noticed Steve was falling asleep.

"Hey babe, don't fall asleep yet. Let's go take a shower first, c'mon you'll feel better." Steve answered with a grunt that Danny interpreted as a 'leave me alone, I don't want to wake up', so he went to get up to try and pull his lover with him, but he gasped sharply as his ankle touched the floor, apparently he had forced it more than he thought but he was to caught in the moment to notice it then. Now it was more than noticeable.

The pained sound woke up Steve better than any alarm, and he was up and examining Danny's ankle in a second, ignoring all his protests when he helped him walk to the bathroom and insisting on massaging it with anti-inflammatory cream and re-bandaging it once they had showered together.

The air around them was calm and content a while later, back on the bed, Steve already asleep with his head on Danny's neck and an arm across his abdomen. It wasn't a position Steve usually fell asleep in, but Danny had started stroking his hair and his lover went out like a light in just minutes. Smiling down at his sleeping form, Danny reached out to grab his phone, careful not to disturb Steve. Mission accomplished, he sent a text to his daughter, knowing she would be already sleeping but she would read it in the morning and he didn't want to wait more. They had waited long enough.

With a gentle kiss on top of Steve's head, Danny went to sleep happier than he had in a very long time.

[Monkey, just wanted to wish you sweet dreams. Everything great around here. We go back home on Monday. Will pick you up for dinner, ok? Want to talk to you about something. Love you.]

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