Thank you. I really appreciate ever reaction I get for this story. Even if it´s not whump, not a mysterious case and not a Wo Fat story, I like the fact that some people enjoy reading about these two great characters! I love to hear what you think!

Warning: M rating for a reason!

I watched when Steve came through the door of the headquarters , he looked exhausted and tired. Danny had told me they just had handed a suspect over to the HPD and were finally able to close another case. But after the adrenaline of the chase slowly faded, all that was left was exhaustion. It´s been a long week, next to no sleep and the last hours had been more than stressful. Thank god, no one was shot this time, but it had been close a few times. Still, the case was closed, the job was done and all that was left was paperwork.

"Hey boss, there´s someone waiting in your office." Kono said and her voice was questioning. Steve looked at her, an eyebrow raised in question.

"Oh yeah, an extremely hot brunette! Is there something you want to share, SuperSEAL?" Danny of course jumped on that but Steve just chuckled, shook his head no and turned to his office. He saw me through the glass surrounding his office. When a slow smile spread on his face, Kono´s curiosity grew. Steve opened the glass door to his office.

"Lieutenant." he said, his voice gentle and soft, not fitting his greeting. I had a huge smile on my face when I replied. "Lt. Commander." Two long strides and he was standing right in front of me and pulled me into a tight embrace.

"Welcome home, sailor." he whispered before pressing his lips to mine in a hungry kiss. He didn´t care that his team would probably watch him, neither did I. It felt way too good to have him in my arms again after 3 months of only talking to him on the phone.

I was overwhelmed but replied to his kiss equally hungry. It´s been too long since I felt this good. Now granted, I had a job to do and I knew that this meant being gone for a good part of the year. But still it was great to come back to him. When we finally parted, he smiled at me.

"Good to have you back." he said and I smiled at him gently, tiptoeing to press a soft kiss to his cheek.

"Good to be back." I agreed.

We both started to laugh when my stomach suddenly started to grumble, reminding me that it was time for dinner and the last time I hate eaten was about 12 hours ago.

"How about dinner?" I suggested and shivered slightly, when his hands circled my waist and pulled me close against him, telling me that he was hungry too, but not for food.

"My place?" he suggested seductively and I laughed.

"As much as I love the idea, I´m really hungry this time. I think it´s safe to say that we won´t have dinner when we get to your place."

"True. Okay, let me just finish here and we´re good to go." I watched him getting ready to leave and when we both left the office together, he bit his team goodnight. When Danny started to rant about him being impolite for not letting him say hi to me, Steve sighed heavily.

"Cat, this is Chin and Kono. You know Danny already." Steve introduced. I couldn´t help but grin at him and shook everyones hand.

"Don´t mind his grumpy attitude. He usually isn´t like that around women..." Danny started but went surprisingly quiet when Steve shot him a murderous glare. Now, that was starting to get interesting.

"Really now? So tell me, Detective Williams, how does he behave around women usually?" Steve squirmed, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. There was nothing to worry, I wasn´t going to give him a hard time. I knew he didn´t see any other women, even though we never actively made a decision as to what we had. But I enjoyed his squirming and decided to let him think that Danny´s words might have gotten him into trouble.

"Danny remember, " the blond Detective answered. "Well, he is..." Danny couldn´t finish his sentence as Steve interrupted him. "We need to go, have a good night and I´ll see you tomorrow." He wrapped his arm around me and let her out of the office. I was sure the team could hear my laughter.

"So... I get it, you´re not allowing Danny to ruin your reputation." I teased him.

"Danny would use every chance he gets to ruin my reputation. But just for the record, I´m a very polite and nice person." Steve said and smiled at me, as if trying to convince me. I didn´t tell him that I didn´t need any more persuasion, I already knew.

"If you say so, Steve." I rested my hand on his knee and left it there until he stopped at a small restaurant. After choosing we looked at each other and Steve reached for my hand, gently stroking his thumb over the skin.

"How long are you gonna stay this time?" he asked and my smile faded.

"Just 2 nights." I said. I had hoped to have more time with him, but once again, the Navy had other plans.

"Well, we´ll have to make sure it´s worth it then." Steve smiled at me, reassuring me that it was okay. He was glad to see me and even though he wouldn´t mind having me around more often, that was all we got. He knew that I loved my job and my career was important to me.

"We will." I agreed and felt relieved.

When we finally got to his place it was dark already. Dinner was spend in a nice restaurant, with a light conversation and laughter. But we both couldn´t wait to get back to a more private location.

We didn´t make it to the bedroom but were all over each other right there in the living room. We moved to his bedroom later, forgetting all our clothes downstairs. When we finally fell asleep, we were both more than exhausted but blissfully happy.

With a pleasurable moan I stretched my body, arching my back off the bed and couldn´t help the smile on my face, when two strong arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me against a lean, muscled body. I purred, moving my foot over his naked leg and giggled when his lips pressed to my neck started teasing me.

I tilted my head to one side, giving him better access. And he took advantage of it right away, kissing the sensitive spot right under my ear and gently flicking his tongue over my earlobe, making me moan. He knew me so well and he loved to make my heart race and my body melt even further into him.

"Good Morning, Lt. Commander." I whispered, my fingertips teasing his neck and causing him to moan this time.

"Good Morning Sunshine. Mmmm... " His purr made me shiver. But when his hands found their way to my waist again, starting to tickle me I laughed out loud.

"Oh stop it, Steve. Please!" I was begging now, laughing, pushing against his hard chest, but it was like I was trying to move a rock. He wouldn´t budge.

"What do I get if I stop?" he asked, attacking my neck again, this time gently biting down on the soft skin.

"Steve! Stop it. Now!" More laughter and more writhing.

"So, what do you offer?" his lips closed around my earlobe, sucking on it and teasing it with his tongue.

"Breakfast?" I asked breathlessly, ready to forget breakfast and everything else and to stay in bed.

"Pancakes?" Steve lifted his head, looking at me hopefully with a smile that made him look like a little boy. And I felt an overwhelming tenderness in my heart.

"If you make coffee, I´ll make you pancakes." I promised, caressing his face with one hand. He bend his head, softly kissing me. Hm... maybe breakfast could wait and I´d have some more Steve before getting up?

"Then get your sexy ass moving." I squealed when he slapped my ass and laughed. With a groan I obeyed, sliding out of bed just when he stood up. My eyes travelled over his body, the lean muscles, his broad shoulders and chest, the tattoos and the taught stomach. He moved closer to me, standing right in front of me, naked and hot as hell. His finger under my chin forced me to look into his eyes and I saw his cocky grin.

"Pancakes. Now." he ordered, before kissing me again softly.

"Yes, Sir. Remind me who made you King?" I muttered under her breath and took one of his shirts and my panties. Dressing quickly I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and combed my hair with my fingers. We passed each other at the door, kissing quickly. Steve entered the bathroom while I went downstairs to get him his pancakes.

It was one of those rare moments that we could share without any pressure, without a case or an emergency. It was just the two of us and I couldn´t really remember when we were this free the last time. We tried to see each other as often as possible, but that wasn´t much. He used to call me whenever he needed help tracing a suspect, but today I was having none of that.

I looked around in his kitchen, smiling that apparently he had cleaned last night before coming to bed. With some quick moves I gathered all the things I needed for my famous blueberry pancakes and started to prepare them. Just a second later I heard him come down the stairs, humming a song. I snickered inwardly, who would have thought that Lt. Commander Steve McGarrett would sing or hum a song in the morning?

"Mmmm... smells so good." he whispered when his arms closed around me and pulled me close against him, his face buried in my neck.

"Coffee. Now." I mimicked his earlier words and he saluted and went to work. Every now and then we would meet in the middle of the kitchen, stop to kiss for a second and then go back to work. Steve sat our plates on the table and soon the delicious smell of fresh coffee and blueberry pancakes filled the room.

Steve´s stomach started to grumble and he couldn´t help the purely male smile on his face. Our late night encounter had burned a lot of calories. In fact, we didn´t even make it to bed the first time.

"Oh, I know that smile, sailor." I teased him, watching him from the side.

"Yeah..." he couldn´t get that smile off his face. It has been a great night. And I hadn´t protested last night either.

"That good?" I asked when he came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me, his hands flat on my stomach, his chin resting on my head.

"You´re something else, you know that, Cat?" I relaxed against him and for a second I wished things could be like this every morning.

"I know I´m awesome, but thanks for reminding me." I turned my head a bit and when he leaned down, I placed a soft kiss to his lips. Turning in his arms, he deepened the kiss until I parted my lips and welcomed his tongue. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing myself closer to him and enjoyed this moment.

Our kiss heated up when he grabbed my ass and pulled me up against him. He moaned and lifted me up so I could wrap my legs around his hips. Never leaving my lips, he reached behind my and took the pan from the stove, switched it off and then grabbed my ass again. I moaned breathlessly, my fingers digging into the muscles of his shoulders and I forgot about the pancakes. I knew Steve felt a different kind of hunger and he planed on having an ample, delicious meal right now.

This time we made it to his bed and when he dropped me, I let myself fall backwards, my arms still wrapped around him. Instinctively he turned, trying not to crash me and I laughed. Our lips found each other again and his kiss made me tremble with desire.

I pulled his shirt over his head, letting my hands wander over his muscles, feeling his skin heat up under my touch. I loved touching him and I´d never get tired to feel him. This man was sin, heaven and seduction. But I also knew how much he cared about his team, how deeply hurt he was when his dad was killed and how he loved being part of his team. He had a soft side to him that he rarely showed, maybe that made it even more special.

His touches were demanding and showed me how much he wanted me. Still they never made me doubt that he respected me and yes, he adored me. He cherished my body, he had proven that countless times last night. No matter how much I had begged him to make me his, to fill me, he had resisted and continued to touch, lick, kiss and seduce me. He didn´t even stop when I sobbed and pleaded, feeling overwhelming desire and ecstasy, yet not feeling enough. And he knew it.

It would make my knees go weak whenever he´d flash me that smile full of male pride and confidence. Or when he´d purr into my ear, whispering naughtily what he´d do to me. Or when he´d throw his head back, giving in to his own release, moaning my name like it was the only thing he could articulate. Steve wasn´t talking much, at least not about his emotions, and that was fine with me. But he´d show me with little gestures that he cared about me. I never doubted that I was special to him. I just didn´t know to which extend.

When I felt him spread my legs and push himself inside me, every other thought was lost. All I cared about was him. He didn´t give me any time to adjust, he held my hands above my head and thrusted into me with slow, deep movements. His eyes held mine and he let me see his hunger and his desire. If he had planned on taking me slowly and gently, he failed miserably. And I didn´t mind the least bit. I wanted more. I needed more.

I arched up against him and his lips found one of my hard nipples, sucking it hungrily into his mouth, making me gasp. I tried to free my hands, dying to touch him, but he wouldn´t let me. I felt him shift a little bit, changing his angle of this thrusts and making me cry out loud when my orgasm washed over me surprisingly fast.

"Steve..." I cried and his kiss was hard, nearly bruisingly, but I replied with equal force. He captured both of my wrists in one hand now and slid the other one over my neck to my breasts. Never once stopping movements inside of me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, urging him deeper. I didn´t care if I was shamelessly offering myself to him, it was too good to stop now. Our eyes met and it was the most amazing sight ever. His handsome face was showing his desire, his lips opened slightly, swollen and wet from our kisses. His eyes were burning with want.

Our bodies moved in complete unison. My curves melted into his taught muscles. I felt him tease my hard, erect nipple between his thumb and forefinger, making me gasp his name and arch my back off the bed. I bit my lip, nearly breaking the skin in an attempt to suppress a cry. Pure lust was running through my veins like fire and my skin was burning up, only his touches would prevent me from burning down in flames.

And he touched me, sliding his hand from my breasts over my stomach to where our bodies were joint. I was waiting for his touch, knowing where I wanted to feel him. And he knew that as well, but instead he leaned down, sucking the sensitive skin of my neck. I groaned, silently urging him to touch me. It seemed as if I wasn´t able to get a word out, only moan and gasp and whimper and sob. The need for release grew with ever gentle kiss, every teasing lick and every wet suck on my neck. I tried to urge him to fulfill my desire by tightening my legs around his waist. He moaned, deepening his thrusts, but not giving in.

"Please..." I moaned, trying again to wriggle my hand out of his grip, but he wouldn´t let me. He held me tight, never hurting me. I looked into his eyes again and what I saw made me shiver. He loved the way I reacted to him, he loved being in control, eliciting sounds of pure pleasure from me. I already knew that he could push my boundaries, make me feel more than I could bear and still make me beg for more. He could be the most gentle and caring and giving lover. Or he could be rough, demanding and forceful.

But right now he was neither giving nor forceful. His thrusts were deep, hard and slow, but not enough to make me come. And his touches were soft, gentle and teasing, but too arousing and too sensual to make me relax and calm down. I felt like I was in constant overdrive and God, I loved it.

"Make me come." I whispered, lifting my head to kiss him. He kissed me back, sliding his tongue between my lips, showing me his dominance. All that mattered right now was his kiss and the way he made me feel. I sometimes wished I could watch us both during this. I knew that our bodies were both glistening with sweat, entwined in a million year old embrace.

"Not yet." he said, his voice strangled with lust.

"Stop playing with me!" I cried.

"You love it." his purred and I knew he was right. Still it wasn´t enough, he was constantly pushing me towards the edge but not allowing me to step over.

"I can´t..." I started but wasn´t able to end the sentence, when he quickened his pace.

"I know you can. You´re not done yet, Cat." His hand pressed down on my stomach gently, making me cry in ecstasy. So close, so goddamn close...

"Tell me what you want." he whispered and his voice, thick with desire and want, made me open my eyes.

"I want to come." I answered, forgetting all about not giving in. With him it was easy to surrender and it was okay. I knew he´d hold me and he´d be with me all along.

"How much do you want to come?" he asked, his voice dropping a level.

"Badly!" I gasped and then his thumb pressed against my clit, circling it with slow, delicate movements. He kissed me again, his tongue thrusting inside my mouth, mimicking the pace, his hips between my thighs dictated. I was lost in a world of heat, want and emotion.

"Look at me." he demanded when he broke the kiss and I obeyed. Our eyes locked and he started to increase his pace once more, deepen his thrusts while his thumb pressed against my clit, not moving only applying pressure.

And I lost myself in his eyes when I came, when he finally pushed me over the edge. The intensity of my orgasm blocked out everything else, all I saw and felt and knew was him. It felt like an eternity until I came back down to reality. He was still buried inside me but he let go of my hands so I could wrap my arms around him. He held me, tightly pressed against his fast beating heart, his heavy breath cooling my heated skin.

"My turn." I whispered and flipped him over, straddling him and looking down at him.

TBC