Danny woke up lying comfortably on his side. One arm was shoved under his pillow while the other was holding on to it. His bad knee was bend up a bit, while the other was stretched out.

It seemed to be another beautiful morning in paradise if the sun kissing his exposed skin was anything to go by. That wasn't what woke him up, however. It was a constant movement on the bed, rocking him slightly, and a feathery touch on his face, right on his cheekbone.

Despite the unusual wakeup call there was no alarm coursing through his body. He felt relaxed and lazy after a fitful night of sleep. The rocking didn't stop however and neither did the periodic press on his cheek.

He sighed, and right after, let out a big yawn. Time to check what's going on.

Slowly he blinked open his eyes and licked his lips. Another touch and he scrunched his nose a bit.

The room was as sun bathed as he'd expected and Steve's side was as empty as Danny was used to waking up to. What was a surprise however was the strong, muscly arm he could see beside himself, mid chest.

He frowned and stared for a moment. The arm stemmed on a big, familiar hand, with the thumb brushing Danny's bare skin. The arm bend by the elbow, another touch to his cheek, and then it stretched up again.

Danny loosened his hand from his pillow and reached out to touch the tanned skin. The blond let the pads of his fingers trace over soft and sweaty skin, feeling the rippling muscles beneath. He stroked down until he was by the bend wrist, but only stopped when his hand rested on Steve's.

Because there was no doubt that it was his superSEAL.

"What are you doing, huh?" Danny asked, his voice still rough from sleep. He waited for the next touch to his face and then slowly rolled on his back. The next touch promptly hit his mouth.

He had barely a second to enjoy his lovers lips on his before they lifted again.

Steve was perched over him, hands on either side of the blond. The Seal was grinning like a goof, doing push-ups like it was the easiest thing in the world. He wore his board shorts, but they were suspiciously dry.

"Couldn't. Decide."

Every word was followed by another kiss. It only took one more and Danny started to grin as brightly as his idiot partner.

"Exercise. Or. Staying. In bed. With you."

The last kiss was a longer. The SEAL held himself over the detective and pressed their lips together until the Danny couldn't help but moan, then pushed up again, still grinning.

"Found. A compromise."

Danny managed a snort between quick kisses. Well, it was a good morning. He let Steve do his thing for a moment, knowing very well that his boyfriend expected a reaction. Maybe some ranting, maybe a shove for freedom.

Lazily he moved his body to enjoy a thorough stretch, giving his stomach a good scratch, too.

Steve's eyes racked over him, taking in every movement, but never stopping his rhythm. Not even when Danny brushed Steve's feet with his own during his stretch.

"Am I distracting you?" he asked with a playful grin. He knew what he must look like to the Seal. Bed head, naked under the blanket that barely covered Danny's waist, stretched out comfortably.

"I'm. Good."

"Yes, you are." Danny usually was a fair player, but he was sure Steve could do another exercise much better. Slowly he reached out and placed his warm hands on Steve's bare sides, careful to follow the motions. Steve swallowed audibly but still kept his pace. Slowly his fingers wandered, over Steve's taut abs and his ribs, leaving Goosebumps all the way. Danny grinned as Steve's breath itched when the medic brushed over nipples, but the SEAL only faltered when Danny's fingers made their way beyond the borders of the board shorts. Steve groaned when Danny squeezed his ass a bit and licked Steve's lips the next time he came down for a kiss.

Before Danny's hands could further wander, Steve collapsed on him and attacked Danny's neck until it was his turn to moan again.

Yes, he very much preferred this kind of workout.