AN:Ummm. Thanks for the reviews *bakes chocolate cupcakes and delivers them to reviewers*. This chapter is taken from a song called Lollipop by Lil' Wayne. Enjoy.
Warnings: Male/Male sexing and language.
Disclaimer:Not mine.
Lollipop
Steve wakened to a delightful sensation. He looked down, moaning wantonly when Max slid a hot tongue over his pebbled nipple. "Mmm, baby." Now this was great way to be roused.
"Good morning Steve." Max nipped the sensitive bud and tugged lightly, earning a full-body shudder and moan from his lover.
"It is." He pulled his minx to him, possessing his lips with a demanding kiss. In their eight months together Max had really opened up to him, in all ways possible. And he learned one thing: dating a doctor had very high perks. Max knew the human body well and good god did he know how to employ that knowledge. His doctor gave as good as he got which made for toe-curling sex.
Steve broke the kiss, showering soft pecks along his jaw his hands roving to his tailbone. He shamelessly grinded his hips into Max's gasping as their clothed erections touched.
"I've been thinking." Max pressed soft kisses down Steve's neck, nibbling at its column.
"Have you?" Max was headed south which in Steve's opinion would make up a perfect morning if he could get him to keep going.
Soft lips dropped candy sweet kisses around both nipples. "I would like to go on vacation one day."
"Mm-hm." He didn't know what Max was saying. All he could focus on was his aching member and that hot mouth.
"Perhaps to the Grand Canyon." He showered pecks down Steve's sculpted abdomen, lapping at his navel.
What? Max might be saying something serious but his only thought was the anticipation of a blowjob. If only he could Max to go a little further…
Max nuzzled the trail of hair leading to his penis before tugging off the boxers freeing Steve's raging erection. "Or perhaps to Machu Pichu."
Steve bit his lip trying to contain the growl of impatience that wanted to exit his mouth and the urge to push Max's head down. He gave a sigh when Max grasped his cock, stroking it leisurely before digging his thumb into the tip.
Max gave the head a teasing lick, prodding the slit with his tongue, smiling wickedly when he rung a hiss from his love. He placed a hand at the base before nibbling his way up the sensitive underside.
His head lolled back. "Babe."
He took him in only past the head and began sucking like it was the best lollipop ever invented.
Steve cursed and placed a hand on Max's head, growling as shocks of pleasure sizzled through his system. "Yeahhh." He jolted when Max squeezed his balls, inundating his pleasure sensors. "F—mm."
The phone rang.
Had it not been his work phone he would have let it ring until Doomsday. He grabbed it and pressed the 'talk' option before breathing in. "McGarrett," he managed to sift the trembling huskiness from his voice. "Yeah Danny?"
"Okay, so we've got-."
It was at this moment that Max dove down, taking him to the hilt.
"Fuck! Sonofa-!" He cried into the phone.
Danny raised an eyebrow, casting Kono a shrug in answer to her silent inquiry. "You okay there?"
Steve panted, swallowing his next cry before answering, "s-stubbed my toe." He glared at his lover when that impish glint shown in his eyes. Oh great. Max was in a mood.
Max deep throated Steve several times, working his skillful tongue in tandem with the hand kneading his balls.
Steve gnashed his teeth, hands fisting the sheets. He would have heard half of what Danny was saying if Max didn't look so damned sexy. "A triple and an abduction?" He managed to bite out, ecstasy riding his thoughts.
Max raised an eyebrow taking Steve's hardly-there control as a challenge. He grinned up at his love when he glowered down at him suspiciously. He slipped a finger down the cleft of Steve's ass then back up before finding that perfect spot.
"Yeah?"
He again took him to hilt while pressing that wonderfully sensitive point.
His eyes saucered and lights burst into his vision, back arching and hips starting to thrust. "Shit! Fuck! Good god!"
Danny stared at the phone. He was starting to believe Steve hadn't stubbed his toe. "Steve-o?"
Steve glowered down at Max, promising many wicked things. "Yeah, we'll be there in a few." He hung up the phone.
Max drew away and rolled off the bed.
Steve's brow knitted. "What the hell?"
Max licked his lips as if tasting the traces of Steve's unique flavor. "We have work." He shrugged, crossing the room to his dresser.
"We have time."
"No. I do not have time to bring you to orgasm and you don't have time for masturbation," he replied wryly. He searched his dresser for a suitable pair of khakis.
"So you're gonna leave me hanging?" He pointed at his aching erection standing straight as an arrow.
Max arched a raven eyebrow. "Steve, three people have been murdered and one abducted. I believe that is our priority at the moment." He turned on his heel and disappeared into their bathroom.
Steve glared at the empty air then his phone. Fuck. You. Danny Williams. He hadn't had any in five days and now he was going to have to put up with blue balls. Fuck Danny and his shitty timing.
Danny eyed the phone, scarlet creeping over his entire face upon realization. Had he just called them when they were-? Holy shit.
Steve drove Danny's car down the highway silently stewing.
"Steve-."
"Don't want to talk about it, Danny."
"I'm just saying don't be such a baby."
"Oh I'm a baby? This week has been hell and for five days all Max and I have been able to do is go straight to bed when we get home. And when we finally get a little time I end up with blue balls because of you."
Danny rolled his eyes in exasperation. "Stop whining. You're not-."
"Stop whining?" He cast an obsequious glare to his partner.
"You're not some kind of special case Steven."
That little fucker. "Fuck you Danny."
"Fuck me? Fuck you. I'm just saying when you're taking care of business and you wanna finish it up don't answer your damned phone next time."
Steve cast a glance to the ocean. For a brief moment he thought of driving into the ocean at full speed. He was a strong swimmer, he would survive. Danny on the other hand… He cast another glare at the blonde while keeping an eye on the road.
"You know what? The next time I call and you're at it say I'm fucking Max through the mattress or blowjob or whatever because I don't wanna hear that shit. I get mental images that don't go away so easy."
A deep frown etched into Steve's face. He would exact revenge. "You got it brah."
The next time Danny called:
Steve had Max's legs thrown over his shoulders the smaller man nearly bent in half as he thrust into him mercilessly. He snatched up the phone when it rung, slowing his pace to look at the ID screen. He pressed the accept option while changing his angle, grinning when Max arched into him after he hit his prostate. "Can't talk right now, I'm fucking Max into the mattress."
He hanged up the phone grinning down madly at a puzzled Max.
Danny swallowed, a hot blush creeping from his face to his neck.
"Did you get him?" Kono asked with a quizzical expression.
"Yeah," he cleared his throat when his voice squeaked, "yeah I'll call back later." He stood from his chair and strode out of his office.
And that's it for this fic. I hope you all enjoyed it and thank you for all of your reviews. Since I wrote all of these beforehand in my notebook (I told you I was obsessed) the next fic following this one will be entitled: Who do You Think You're Fooling?
Later Taters ^-*