#steve mcgarrett smut

[slutforsilverfoxes]

Love Game

[A/N: A lovely reader requested the Commander in handcuffs and, well… creative liberties were taken 😈]

🎃🖤🎃🖤🎃🖤🎃🖤🎃🖤

Request: Steve McGarrett x female reader (bondage, implied edging)

“I’ve missed this so much,” you moan into your boyfriend’s mouth, the two of you blindly making your way upstairs to your bedroom and leaving a trail of clothes behind you. When you hear Steve bump into the wooden bedframe, you give him a shove so he falls onto the mattress and you’re left standing before him. His eyes flash a shade darker at your show of dominance, and he raises himself up on his elbows with one eyebrow cocked to ask, “Somebody’s feeling a little feisty, huh?”

“Oh, you have no idea,” you respond with a grin, crawling up the bed until you can comfortably straddle his lap. Steve lets out a soft grunt when you start grinding on him, his hands automatically settling on your waist to guide your movements. The growing wet patch on his underwear from your slick taunts you both with how close he is to being inside you, a single layer of cotton keeping his cock from sliding home.

“Fuck, that’s it, baby,” he breathes out, eyes fluttering shut when you scrape your teeth along his stubbled jaw while continuing to grind on him. You guide his hands overhead under the guise of intertwining your fingers for better leverage, distract him with an intentional swivel of your hips, then slip your hand under your pillow to find Steve’s favorite jewelry that usually decorates your wrists in bed.

Steve’s hips still and his eyes fly open when the cool metal of the handcuffs touches his skin, and he tugs at the confines to find them already cinched, the chain rattling against the headboard with every pull. You sit back to admire the pretty picture and he lets out a growl before demanding, “Just what the fuck do you think you’re doing, little girl?”

Rather than answering his question, you pose one of your own while brushing your fingers over the bruise on his cheek, then the jagged cut knitting together on his chest. “What do I say to you every morning before you go to work?” He winces slightly at the contact but his hardened gaze remains locked on you. “Steve?” you prompt, growing impatient.

“Be smart, be careful, and don’t hurt what’s mine,” he grumbles quietly, now understanding what this is all about.

“Hm,” you muse with a hum, tilting your head back and forth. “No, yeah, I think that’s fairly intuitive.”

“Y/N-”

“Quiet,” you cut him off, leveling him with a glare while moving to sit on your haunches between his open legs. “Since you like to gamble with something that’s precious to me,” you explain while letting one manicured nail trace a circuitous path over his throat, between his pecs, around each nipple, down his torso, and along the tantalizing patch of hair disappearing beneath his boxer briefs, “I thought it would be fun to gamble with something that’s precious to you.” You squeeze the prominent bulge between his legs begging for attention, and Steve lets out a startled gasp, his body jerking upwards into your touch and the handcuffs rattling against wood. The sound alone has you squirming, equally desperate for release but determined to see this through.

“So here’s what’s gonna happen,” you announce happily while your hands work to remove the last article of clothing keeping you from admiring your boyfriend’s naked body. Unable to resist, you lick a stripe along the length of his cock and he moans pitifully, yanking at the cuffs once more with a quiet, “Baby, please, please just let me make it up to you.”

“Why, Commander,” you mock, delighted, “resorted to begging already? That’s just sad.”

“If I didn’t have these goddamn cuffs on,” he growls out, “I’d be fucking you stupid into the mattress right about now.”

“Tempting,” you hum, dancing your fingertips along the delicious v-line of his hips. “Now, where was I?”

“Being a brat?”

“Duh,” you respond with a roll of your eyes. Metal rattles against wood, and you know Steve is just itching to slap the attitude out of you. You wonder for a moment if he could actually break the slats of the headboard, but push the thought aside and press on. “Anyway,” you sing out, brushing your palm over the head of his cock and giggling when his hips reflexively jerk up against your touch, “here’s what’s gonna happen.” Leaning over to the bedside table, you pull a deck of cards out from the drawer and Steve raises one eyebrow in question.

With a dramatic clearing of your throat, you announce, “I took out all the face cards so we’re just working with aces through tens.” You settle back on his lap, letting out a soft moan at how hot and hard he feels sliding between your folds, and Steve groans, “Baby.” Ignoring his cries, you start shuffling the cards while explaining, “Clubs, you get this. Diamonds, I’ll let you fuck my mouth-” He whimpers, his cock twitching against you, and you glance up at him with a smirk before continuing. “Spades, tits. And hearts, well… I think you can figure that one out,” you say with a suggestive bounce on his lap.

“What’s the catch?” he asks, voice rough with arousal.

“I’m so glad you asked, baby,” you simper. “You only get to cum if I pull an ace.”

“Fuck.”

“And here’s the best part,” you whisper, leaning forward to press a chaste kiss to the corner of his mouth. He can feel your lips quirk up into a smirk and braces himself for what you’re about to say next, body tensing up beneath yours. “I only left one ace in the deck.”

[lettyfanfics]

Hawaii Five-0 e Magnum P.I

Masterlist Principal

Thomas Magnum:

Decisão explosiva

Steve McGarrett:

Uma noite de romance

[cjjade]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hawaii Five-0 (2010) Relationships: Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams, Meka Hanamoa/Amy Hanamoa/Danny "Danno" Williams Characters: Steve McGarrett, Danny "Danno" Williams Additional Tags: Past Danny/Meka/Amy, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Found Family, Grief, Post-Betrayal, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Possessive Behavior, Jealousy, Bisexual Steve McGarrett, Bisexual Danny "Danno" Williams, Mentions of past Steve McGarrett/Nick Taylor, Danny kind of overuses the word baby, but Steve really likes it, Sex as a Coping Skill, Steve McGarrett is touch starved, Steve and Danny are very tactile with each other, Steve might have a praise kink, Bottom Steve McGarrett, Top Danny "Danno" Williams, Danny talks even during sex and Steve is into it, Minor/Soft Implied Dom/Sub, Multiple Orgasms, Danny Has An Oral Fixation, Hand Jobs, Cock Warming, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Slow Sex, Sex story telling, Sex with Danny is life altering, Not Beta Read Series: Part 2 of Pineapple Cannolis Summary:

Season 1, Episodes 8 & 9

Steve called in Danny's offer after the events of Po'ipu, while he's dealing with the aftermath of Nick Taylor's betrayal, Danny is also grieving Meka Hanamoa.

Danny changes everything Steve thinks about gay sex, thanks to DADT Steve's experience has never been great, good yes, but Danny is excellent at sex.

The M/F sex is not too graphic it's Danny retelling part of his threesome, because this story is about Danny and Steve.

[munstysmind]

Steve McGarrett has it all. A great job, amazing friends and family, a beautiful fiancé he loves more than life itself, he's never been happier... but what happens when his ex comes back into his life asking for Five O's help??

WARNING/S: Police procedure, criminal activity, violence, blood, torture, death, language, medical procedures, smut and explicit sex. MINORS DNI

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION FOR MY WORK TO BE USED IN ANY CAPACITY

Divider by @firefly-graphics

MAIN MASTERLIST

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Short scenes that add to the story of Your Weakness but don't quite fit within the main story.

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[ao3feed-ncislosangeles]

Navy's Nightmare

by CrazyMoonLove (TheJupiterGirl) When the '' Female Navy Killer '' comes back, all the women members and ex-members of the navy forces are called back to the bases for their security. But will, the identity of this psychopath who raped, tortured and killed so many women, be revealed ?..... ...Read it to know.   Inspired by : '' From Port to Port '' by SamHeartfillia(SamFullbuster) Words: 5, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Top Gun (Movies), NCIS, NCIS: Los Angeles, Criminal Minds (US TV), Law & Order: SVU, 9-1-1 (TV), 9-1-1: Lone Star (TV 2020), Hawaii Five-0 (2010), S.W.A.T. (TV 2017), Brooklyn Nine-Nine (TV), Grey's Anatomy, Chicago PD (TV), Chicago Fire, Chicago Med, Castle (TV 2009), The Mentalist, Fast & Furious (Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con Categories: F/M, Other Characters: Connor Rhodes (Chicago Med), Evan "Buck" Buckley, TK Strand, Kelly Severide, Jay Halstead, Anthony DiNozzo, Dominick "Sonny" Carisi Jr., Tom "Iceman" Kazansky, Jake "Hangman" Seresin, Danny "Danno" Williams, Spencer Reid, Jackson Avery, Brian O'Conner, Jake Peralta, Jim Street, Richard Castle, Patrick Jane, Will Halstead, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Carlos Reyes (9-1-1 Lone Star), Matthew Casey, Adam Ruzek, Jethro Gibbs, Rafael Barba, Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw, Steve McGarrett, Aaron Hotchner, Mark Sloan (Grey's Anatomy) Relationships: Will Halstead/Connor Rhodes, Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Carlos Reyes/TK Strand, Matthew Casey/Kelly Severide, Jay Halstead/Adam Ruzek, Anthony DiNozzo/Jethro Gibbs, Rafael Barba/Dominick "Sonny" Carisi Jr., Tom "Iceman" Kazansky/Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw/Jake "Hangman" Seresin, Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams, Aaron Hotchner/Spencer Reid, Jackson Avery/Mark Sloan, Brian O'Conner/Dominic Toretto, G Callen/Original Male Character(s), Jake Peralta/Original Male Character(s), Jim Street/Original Male Character(s), Richard Castle/Original Character(s), Patrick Jane/Original Character(s) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Serial Killers, Killing, Rape/Non-con Elements, Blood and Violence, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Eventual Smut, My First Smut, Blood and Gore, Blood and Torture via https://ift.tt/4qEmtkG

[dxivi]

okay

So who do I write for you ask? Very good question. I'll throw in some fandoms and put in who I'll write for. (Ill forget to put fandoms in without a doubt so someone remind me of fandoms)

Also I write all three. M!reader, GN!reader and F!reader. (Yes, that includes trans!reader as well)

Fandoms

Criminal minds

Aaron Hotchner

David Rossi

Spencer Reid (That's still a bit doubtful but ill give it a try)

2. COD MWII

Simon "Ghost" Riley

John "Soap" MacTavish

John Price

I will only do Gaz and any of the others when in combo with the above.

3. NCIS/NCIS:LA/NCIS: New Orleans

No one probably knows of this fandom but here;

Leroy Jethro Gibbs

Ziva David

Anthony Dinozzo

Abby Scuito

Mayyyybee Timothy Mcgee but doubtful

Dwayne Pride

Tammy Gregorio

Christopher LaSalle (i haven't watched ncis new orleans in a hot minute so shit might be very ooc)

Sam Hanna

Kensi Blye

G. Callen

Marty Deeks

4. Hawaii Five 0

Even less know abt this one but;

Steven J. Mcgarrett

Daniel Williams

Kono Kalakaua

Chin Ho Kelly

Catherine Rollins (if you dare ask me to paint her in a good light go screw yourself, she fucked up Steve so long. I will not alter her so shes suddenly amazing and heroic.)

5. Bones

Dr. Temperance Brennan aka Bones

Seeley Booth

James Aubrey

6. Top Gun/Top Gun: Maverick

Pete "Maverick" Mitchell

Nick "Goose" Bradshaw (his death + fanfics with mav absolutely ended me- I still didnt finish the most hurtful one and its been over a year now)

Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

Possibly: Phoenix

7. The Mentalist

Patrick Jane

8. Sherlock (bbc & movies)

Sherlock Holmes

James Moriarty

John Watson

9. Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester (as a side character)

Crowley

10. The Slasher Fandom

Michael Myers

Jason Voorhees

Bubba Sawyer

Thomas Hewitt

Freddy Krueger

Stu Matcher

Vincent Sinclair

(Probably more but I don't remember of the top of my head)

11. Marvel Universe

Tony Stark

Bucky Barnes

Natasha Romanoff

Peter Parker (no smut, kids a fucking minor)

T'Challa (as a loving father type figure but it might be very ooc)

Clint Barton

Honerable mentions for movies/shows/books I don't have enough braincells for to put in but will possibly write for:

The Da Vinci Code

Angels and Demons

Inferno

Dante's Peak

CSI: Miami

CSI: Las Vegas

CSI: NY

Fbi: International

Fbi

THE FUGITIVE (1993)

Law & Order: SVU

Bull (like the show, Dr. Bull)

Jason Bourne

House M.D.

The fallen triology (Olympus has fallen, London has fallen, Angel has fallen)

The Matrix

Rush Hour (i love them <3)

Michael Vey (book)

PJO fandom

HOO fandom

Without a trace

Castle

Elementary

Hannibal (really depends, i only know fanfic of them)

Winx Club (not fate you heathen)

And uhhh- thats it i think? This probably isnt everything because im in so many fandoms of which I didnt watch/see anything besides the fandom itself but yeah- (many of which are on this list, why'd you think dr who isnt here)

[piratefalls]

20 questions for fic writers

tagged by @ninzied! thank you friend!

How many works do you have on ao3?

40!

What's your total ao3 word count?

169,903, which is a shock to me because it really doesn't feel like that much.

What fandoms do you write for?

previously teen wolf/sterek and hawaii five-0/mcdanno, currently taking my first stab at rwrb/firstprince

Top five fics by kudos:

(Waiting) Until the Sky Falls Down on Me (sterek)

Today and Every Day (sterek)

I'm Gonna Give All My Secrets Away (stanny)

Man, Interrupted (sterek)

it's my (pants) party and i'll cry if i want to (sterek)

Do you respond to comments?

i do my best! sometimes i'm terrible at it, but i try!

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I don't really do angsty endings! I'm a HEA kinda girl.

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

probably either Today and Every Day or it's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes because they both end in proposals lol

Do you get hate on fics?

never hate, but i've had a comment here and there that wasn't necessarily appreciated

Do you write smut?

not really anymore. i got myself to do it because it felt like the only thing that got traction and maybe if that was good enough it'd be a gateway to the stuff i enjoyed writing (and, frankly, stuff i spent far more time on). and i don't think i'm particularly good at smut anyway lol. but if given the choice between smut or funny/introspective i'm gonna go with the latter every time.

Craziest crossover:

I haven't done a crossover!

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

so idk who remembers this but a while ago there were people who would post people's fics to Goodreads and one of mine wound up there and those reviews hurt my feelings enough that i quit writing for a while after.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

not to my knowledge!

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

haven't, but i think it could be fun with the right partner!

All time favorite ship?

this is an impossible question and i can't choose. i love them all equally, just for different reasons.

What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

good lord my person of interest post-canon fic. will anyone read it? very unlikely. is it the principle of the thing? yes.

What are your writing strengths?

i genuinely have no idea. i've never given it any real thought. i mean, the build of what i write is some form of introspection mixed with humor, so probably those things.

What are your writing weaknesses?

plot and world building. i'm useless at it, for the most part. and like i said above, i don't think i'm great at smut. it's passable at best.

Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

i love it. though i do miss the days when people regularly utilized that hover function that would show the translation if you left your mouse over the phrase for a few seconds. way better than having to scroll down to the notes for the translation.

First fandom you wrote in?

teen wolf. much simpler times.

Favorite fic you've written?

I don't have a single favorite so I'm gonna go with a few for different reasons

humor: Got Your Body On My Mind (I Want it Bad) - mcdanno & co get sent to a sexual harassment training seminar. chaos ensues.

character analysis: Written in the Scars on Our Hearts - steve mcgarrett and all the ways a person can be touched and the

most cathartic: & lift him back up again - working through my own grief by making a character sad

crack, my beloved: it's my (pants) party and i'll cry if i want to - every time stiles orgasms his dick sounds like a party horn. there's glitter come. i might have been hammered.

tagging @wellhalesbells @priincebutt + i feel like doing an open tag for anyone who wants to share what they love about their work!

[jayxox]

Jayxox Masterlist

To have a short overview for myself and for you guys, here is a masterlist (wip).

F - Fluff; A - Angst; S - Smut

Criminal Minds

Aaron Hotchner

1. Drunk Love Confession: (F)

On a nights out with the girls, Emily decides for you to call Aaron and have him picking you guys up. Will you finally tell him about your crush?

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x fem! BAU! reader

2. Use your words, darling (S)

Basically pure smut and pure corn, no plot at all. Plus size reader in mind.

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x fem!reader 

3. Instagram Pt.1 (F)

The BAUs Instagram presented to you by Aaron and yourself. Atta boy!

4. The book of love is written by us (F)

Aaron and you met in a bookstore. Let's remember that together.

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x reader

Can be read by everyone. No pronouns used.

5. Go out with me, please. (F)

It's a rather short fanfiction inspo.

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x reader

Can be read by everyone. No pronouns used.

Hawaii Five-O

McDanno

1. All it takes is a Governors Ball (F)

Danny wakes up alone, while Steve forgot to invite the team for the Governors Ball. Maybe this is the opportunity for Danny to not wake up alone anymore?

Pairing: Steve McGarrett x Danny Williams

2. Ugly Christmas Sweater (F)

In time for Christmas, the Williams´ are throwing a Ugly Christmas Sweater Party. This is Steve´s first time being introduced into family traditions. Wanna bet he will be looking gorgeous?

Pairing: Steve McGarrett x Danny Williams (established relationship)

3. Love Confessions (F)

Danny and Steve are talking about love confessions. They are in every little detail.

Pairing: Steve McGarrett x Danny Williams

[bradleybeachbabe]

WIP ask game!

rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you like.

thank you for tagging me!! @fiction-is-life

eddie diaz smut fic (untitled at the moment)

steve mcgarrett fic (untitled at the moment)

homecoming- tim bradford fic

for the first time- jake seresin fic

surf photography- topper thornton fic

no pressure tags!! : @auroralightsthesky @sarahsmi13s @desert-fern @mayhemmanaged @lavenderbradshaw @katsu28 @spnshortcake @ackerman-gf

[h50fics]

Home from the Honeymoon

by Merlin_Wolfgang_Trades_Hale

Steve and Danny arrive home from their honeymoon. They haven't told anyone just yet that they're home, they're not quite ready for the honeymoon trip to end.

or

They're just so happily married...and very horny about it.

Words: 2108, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Hawaii Five-0 (2010)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Danny "Danno" Williams, Steve McGarrett

Relationships: Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams

Additional Tags: Established Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams, Explicit Sexual Content, Sexual Content, Married Sex, Married Couple, Married Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams, Top Steve McGarrett, Bottom Danny "Danno" Williams, Not Beta Read, Fluff, Fluff and Smut, Romantic Fluff, Domestic Fluff

via AO3 works tagged 'Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams' https://ift.tt/ScBaxHj

[slutforsilverfoxes]

Backseat Driver

[A/N: Don’t ask me how this turned into a nearly 7K fic, mmkay? When I finally hopped on the tumblr train I couldn’t find any Steve x reader x Danny smut so uh… I made it myself :) Sidenote: if you know of any/have suggestions, pls send ‘em my way

This is kind of a preemptive apology because I’m about to sacrifice myself to my Internal Med rotation, so who knows when I’ll be back next 🥲 Enjoy 😈]

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“All I’m saying is, once, just once, I would like to drive my own car, okay? That’s all.”

“Look,” Steve shrugs nonchalantly as he slips his key into the lock and eases the front door open, “I’m the better driver, so I drive. Just makes sense.”

“Are you- Are you serious right now?” Danny mutters a curse under his breath, following his partner into the dark house. “You’re not a better driver, you’re just a control fr-”

He’s cut off abruptly by a groan reverberating throughout the house, and his eyebrows knit together as he shares a look of concern with the brunette. Their playful banter ends immediately and weapons are drawn from holsters. Steve takes point up the staircase, muzzle aimed at your shared bedroom door as Danny covers his six, the two creeping upstairs in an easy rhythm from years of performing this dance.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” Steve rumbles out, holstering his weapon and running his fingers through his hair while he laughs softly to himself.

“What? Is she o…kay…” Danny’s words and any semblance of rational thought scramble when he catches up with his partner.

You’re sleeping peacefully in bed, mere feet away yet blissfully unaware of the duo, your hair fanned out over the pillow in gentle waves, the sheets twisted up around your legs, clad in one of Steve’s old Navy shirts and- they assume- little else. Soft whimpers fall past your parted lips, gradually increasing in volume until they match the frantic rutting of your hips against the pillow squeezed between your legs.

“Woah, hey now,” Steve shoots his hand up to cover Danny’s line of sight and the blonde slaps at him in retaliation.

“What are you, ten? I came up here as backup, but clearly she’s fine so I can le-”

“Oh fuck, Danny,” you keen, eyes squeezed shut in apparent ecstasy.

The two men’s voices, one laced in slight mortification, the other in poorly-concealed delight, join together to whisper a singular What the fuck? You release another breathy moan before your boyfriend comes to his senses and yanks the door closed, turning on his best friend and partner with a glare. “You saw nothing. And you heard nothing.”

“Nothing to see, nothing to hear,” Danny responds with a shrug, trying and failing to hide a smirk behind twitching lips and a clearing of his throat.

“She said ‘Daddy’,” Steve insists, accusatory finger pointed at the shorter man’s chest. “Just so we’re clear.”

The blonde is all tongue-in-cheek as he shoots back, “No idea what you’re talking about, babe. I heard nothing, remember?” He bounds down the stairs toward the front door, and Steve swears he’s got an extra spring to his already normally bouncy step when he walks out of the house.

“Right,” Steve grits out into the giddy air left in Danny’s wake, mind already whirring with potential ways he’s going to make you repent for this little slip up.

__________

“Good morning, handsome,” you call over your shoulder as you stir creamer into your morning brew, dropping the spoon and squealing in delight when you’re unceremoniously spun around and deposited on the kitchen counter next to the coffee maker. Your boyfriend’s mouth latches onto your neck immediately, muttering out a half-hearted greeting between heated kisses to your skin. You pull your bottom lip between your teeth and let out a whine, knocking your head back against the cabinet when he bites down on the sensitive divot between your neck and shoulder. His tongue darts out to soothe the area, and you instinctively wrap your legs around him and press your heels into his lower back, forcing his erection against your lace-covered center.

A sharp gasp punches out of you at the sheer weight of his cock pressing against you, your mind growing fuzzy as Steve cages you in with his hulking form. “Please,” you whine pathetically, tugging at the short strands of his sleep-mussed hair while he relentlessly lavishes your chest and neck with open-mouthed kisses. Then he redirects his attention to your mouth, pressing a few chaste kisses to your lips before devouring you from the inside out. His tongue slips past your parted lips with ease, effortlessly dancing with and dominating yours, pulling needy whimpers from the depths of your being.

“Steve,” you gasp, pulling back to catch your breath, chest flushed and heaving while you roll your hips against his with lust-driven abandon. “This case took way too long. I need you inside of me, like, yesterday.”

He tenderly brushes his thumb over your swollen bottom lip and you hungrily lap at the digit, drawing it into your mouth and sucking greedily as your eyes flutter closed.

“God,” Steve’s laugh is dark and throaty, and you feel another rush of wetness pooling between your thighs. “You’re fucking feral for my cock, aren’t you, baby?”

You nod frantically in response, sucking on his finger with renewed vigor while tears well in your eyes out of desperation.

“Daddy’s little cumslut, hm? Want it in you and on you all the time, don’t you?”

“Fuck yes, Commander,” you cry out, hoping your play on his authority kink will push him over the edge into giving you what you want. You let your nails rake over the trail of dark hair along his lower abdomen before slipping your hand into his shorts and stroking his hard length. “Just want to be a good girl for you.” Without breaking the steady rhythm of your hand working his cock, you guide his hand to the growing wet spot on your panties, pressing his fingers against where you want him, need him. “Please,” you beg again, damn near your breaking point, “please fuck me.”

Finally, mercifully, he obliges, curling two fingers around your lame excuse for underwear and tugging it aside, shoving his shorts down so that you can line the head of his cock up to your wet heat. Your ass is barely on the countertop now, your body magnetically drawn forward, desperate for connection. He pushes into you inch by inch until he bottoms out, and the sound that escapes your lips is nothing short of pornographic.

“Look at that,” he breathes out with a self-satisfied smile, “not even a single stroke and you’ve already got that dumb look on your face.”

“Feels-” You pause to lick your lips, trying to correct the sudden dryness in your mouth as your walls involuntarily squeeze around the delicious fullness, “so fucking good.”

“Yeah? Remember that.”

And then he’s pulling out and tucking himself back into his shorts, heading upstairs and leaving you high and dry on the kitchen counter, lips and legs parted in surprise.

__________

Seated at your desk at work, your fingers fly over the keyboard before you with a mind of their own, the steady clicking of your nails allowing you to zone out and replay the events of this morning for the hundredth time. You’ve already eliminated the possibility of it being a punishment, because Steve has nothing to punish you for. He’s been working a case tirelessly for nearly the past week, and you barely had time to interact with your super SEAL, let alone do something to warrant being punished. Maybe he missed you so much he wanted you all hot and bothered for mind blowing sex tonight- mission very much accomplished. Maybe he’d finally been hit in the head one too many times, and his amygdala was fucked up now.

Or maybe he was actually upset with you.

The last possibility has your lips curling into a frown. You’ve been steadily chipping away at Steve's hardened exterior and actively working on communicating. It’s become a game now, a pingpong match of Use your words, Steven, and You sound like my mother, and the reigning champion, Doris is the reason your emoting needs work.

You pull out your phone to call Steve and settle this once and for all, but a glance at the time offers a better option.

__________

“Future Mrs. McGarrett comin’ in hot!”

“Thank you for announcing my arrival,” you smile and wave at your boyfriend’s team in greeting, making a beeline for his office before the glass double doors of the Five-0 home base have even eased shut behind you.

“Somebody’s in trouble,” Chin jokes about the intensity of your pace. Danny’s gaze lingers on your passing form for longer than he’d like to admit before he responds with a simple, “Yeah.” And it’s not Steve.

“You,” you start, plucking the pen out of Steve’s large hand and tossing it into the nearby mug with its mates before daintily planting your body on the solid wooden desk, “owe me an explanation.”

He sits back in his chair, arms crossed and a provocative tilt to one eyebrow in a show of dominance, intentionally spreading his legs and arching his hips upward to draw your attention there. “For?”

You let out a wry chuckle, your arms repositioning in a reflection of his standoffish posture. “You know what for.”

He leans forward suddenly, his strong hands splaying over your thighs just below the hem of your skirt, and your breathing immediately picks up in response. He growls out, “Enlighten me,” and a shiver runs down your spine.

“Morning,” you rasp, trying and failing to hold onto the higher ground. “This morning.”

“Princess,” he tuts condescendingly, and a renewed rush of frustration floods your veins, “was that unfair?”

“Yeah, it was fucking unfair,” you huff back, fingers itching to scrape along his greying stubble and pull him in for a heated kiss. There’s a tenth circle in Hell for whoever designed this office space with glass walls.

“My poor baby,” he nuzzles his nose against yours before gingerly pressing a kiss to the corner of your mouth. “I’m sure Danny can fix that for you.”

You sit back, eyes wide, and scrutinize his features for signs of the alien life form that’s evidently taken possession of his body. “What did you just say?”

“I said,” he stands up and tosses his jacket over one arm, offering you his free hand to help you down from the desk, “that Daddy can fix that for you.”

“I could’ve sworn-”

“C’mon, baby,” he tucks you into his side as he leads you out of the office, hiding his smirk with a kiss to your hair. “Let’s go home.”

__________

Steve more than makes up for leaving you unfulfilled that night and in the several nights that follow. You’ve convinced yourself that you must’ve misheard him in the office days ago- your friends are always telling you that you listen to your music at hearing-loss-inducing decibels. The two of you have seamlessly fallen back into your usual routine, devoid of snarky commentary and withholding of pleasure. You’ve put that episode behind you, and things are good.

Until the following Saturday.

You’re sitting in your favorite chair on the beach outside of the McGarrett household, enjoying a gloriously trashy romance novel and the peals of laughter wafting up from the water where Steve and Danny are teaching Grace how to balance on a full-size surfboard. The sight warms your heart, but when your boyfriend steps out of the surf, beads of saltwater rolling down the hard planes of his body as he glistens in the Hawaii sun, the warmth takes an abrupt detour south.

“My, my, Commander,” you simper, lowering your sunglasses and making sure he can see the way your eyes hungrily rove his physique. “Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes?”

“Take me to dinner first,” he quips, leaning down to steal a kiss before falling into the chair beside you. “Gotta admit, Danno’s lookin’ good, too.”

You place your book down on your lap and rotate your body to face him, eyebrow cocked playfully. “Is this your way of coming out to me?”

“Nah, y’know, I’m just saying he’s a good looking guy,” Steve shrugs. “Man to man. Objectively.”

“Danny is very handsome,” you concede with a coy smile. “Objectively.”

You return your shades to their rightful position so Steve can’t track your gaze and hold your book back up in front of you, leaving a gap over the top so you can enjoy the view. Your eyes rake over the blonde’s solid build, lingering appreciatively on the curve of his ass in the tight, wet board shorts. The muscles in his arms ripple as he holds the surfboard steady for his daughter against the lapping waves, and your temperature ticks up another degree when you think about those strong arms holding you down while he-

“You ever think about him like that?”

“Danny?” Your voice rises in pitch and you resist the urge to wince, knowing that you’ve been caught red-cheeked rather than handed- and ogling his best friend, no less. “No, definitely not,” you lie through your teeth, trying to slow your erratic heart rate while calculating what size ladder you’ll need to climb out of this hole.

“Really?” Steve scrapes his nails along your scalp, a soothing pattern that lulls you into a false sense of security until the other shoe drops. “Could’ve sworn you moaned his name when you were humping my thigh like a bitch in heat last night.”

Your mouth drops open, dumbfounded, and you hurry to play damage control. “Steve, I-”

“And the night I came back from our case on Moloka’i.”

The world around you comes to a screaming halt as you put the pieces together: Steve’s uncharacteristic behavior the next morning, his overt possessiveness (even more so than usual), the offhand comment in his office. “Fuck me,” you groan softly, mistaking his comments for justified anger. “Baby, I’m sorry, it was just a dream, but-”

“Tell me about it.”

You raise your eyes to take in your boyfriend’s posture and facial expression. His body is angled toward you, leaning in, eyes bright, pupils dilated. You realize with a tinge of delight that he’s not upset- he’s excited.

You reach out timidly and trace a random pattern along his knee that’s pressed against yours. “So you’re… not mad?”

“Oh, don’t get me wrong, angel,” his laugh takes on a dark tone and he squeezes your hand on his knee, using it as leverage to pull you forward as his voice drops lower. “I was mad. I wanted to tie you to the bed and ravage your little body until you were a crying, screaming mess, until the only word you could remember was my name.”

An involuntary shiver runs down your spine and you lean forward even more, Grace’s presence the only thing keeping you from clambering into his inviting lap. “You can still do that,” you whisper.

His fingers brush through your hair and you let out a happy purr that morphs into a sharp gasp when he suddenly tightens his grip. “And then I thought about depriving you altogether. How frustrated and desperate you would get, on your knees with tears in your eyes, begging for my cock like the little slut you are.” He meets your gaze with a wolfish grin, slotting his knee between your legs so you can’t press your thighs together. “But eventually I realized that you can’t help it. That sweet little pussy has a mind of her own, and she just wants to be filled all the time, whether it’s by your Daddy or- Danny! Hey! How’s it going?”

You meekly tuck your legs under your body as you sit back in your chair, quietly trying to take deep breaths. Despite being outside in the fresh air, there’s suddenly no oxygen available to fill your lungs. You’re completely zoned out from the conversation beside you until two fingers make contact with your chin, angling your face upwards. “You okay, babe?”

Your mouth goes dry when you meet Danny’s piercing gaze, and you merely nod in response, not trusting your brain to string intelligible words together at the moment.

“She’s-” Steve pauses to make sure Grace is out of earshot before continuing, “a little preoccupied thinking about the other night.”

“Don’t,” you growl in warning, sparing him a withering glance before realizing Danny’s still holding your chin and abruptly pulling back like his fingers are on fire. “You know better than to listen to him,” you direct your comment to the blonde.

Danny turns to his best friend for clarification. “You mean that night we got home from our case-”

“Mhm.”

“And we thought someone was in the house-”

“Yup.”

“But she was in bed dreaming about-”

“O-kay!” You clap your hands together and stand up, gathering your towel and novel. “Let’s just agree to act like it never happened, and we can all move on with our lives, okay? Great. I’m gonna go make dinner.” You make your way up the beach to the house, and you can feel two sets of eyes watching your retreating form.

“So…” The blonde turns back to his partner once you’re out of sight. “Tonight?”

“Yeah,” Steve smirks in response. “We’ve made her wait long enough.”

__________

Later that night, Steve’s helping you load the dishwasher as he fills you in on the culmination of their last case when you startle at the sound of the front door. You instinctively reach for him and he shushes you with a kiss. “It’s just Danny, baby. Grace is back at Rachel’s so I told him to join us for a movie. That okay?”

“Of course.” Your previous worry melts into a smile when Danny graces you with his presence, and you greet him with a hug.

“Why don’t you go change and we’ll get set up, hm?” Steve sends you upstairs with a gentle pat on your ass that earns him a playful glare and an utterly non-threatening, “Watch it, mister.”

When you return in sleep shorts and one of Steve’s bootcamp shirts, the two have already taken up residence on their designated ends of the couch. You slot your smaller body in between theirs, tugging the blanket over your legs and smiling with glee when you spot the glass of red wine in your boyfriend’s hand. Wiggling your fingers, you instruct, “Gimme.” He holds the glass high out of your reach and raises one eyebrow, eliciting a sharp huff from you. Offering your best doe eyes and pouty lip, you amend, “Please?”

“Much better, little girl.” Steve gives you the glass and you happily accept it, not paying attention to his hand creeping up your thigh under the blanket until his fingers ghost over your center.

“Hey,” you hiss quietly, angling your head towards the blonde on your right. “Don’t.”

“If you two are quite finished,” Danny waves the remote accusingly in your direction, “I’m gonna start the movie now.”

Mumbling out an apology, you take Steve’s arm and sling it over your shoulders across the back of the couch so his hand is far away from its intended target. You settle back into the cushions to enjoy the psychological thriller, and as the film plays your single glass of wine turns steadily into a second, and then a third.

“No more of that for me,” you whisper to your boyfriend, reaching over him to place your glass on the side table. You snuggle into Steve’s side, humming contentedly when his arm comes down across your body, his hand splaying possessively over your stomach. You bring your legs up to drape over Danny’s lap, and his hands move to massage your calves. “This okay, babe?”

Maybe it’s the alcohol answering for you, or maybe you’re trying to fulfill that damned dream, but your head drops into a nod of its own volition. Your eyes flutter closed, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of two sets of strong hands on your body. The movie fades into a dull drone in the background as Steve’s hand dips below the hem of your shorts, and then beneath the band of your lace panties. You whimper at the contact, reaching up on instinct to scrape your nails across his stubble. His hot breath fans over your ear and he rumbles out, “Say 'no' right now and we’ll stop.”

Confused by his words, you open your eyes to find Danny hungrily watching Steve’s finger steadily pumping in and out of you beneath the blanket. He licks his lips and then raises his gaze to meet yours. “Do you want this?”

You open your mouth to answer, then look up to Steve for guidance. “Your body,” he presses a tender kiss to your forehead, “your decision, baby girl.”

You turn back to the blonde with a shuddering breath before finding your voice. “Yes. Please.”

__________

You’re sitting on the edge of the bed, nervous energy thrumming through your body as you play with the hem of your boyfriend’s shirt that dwarfs you in size. You’ve laid down the ground rules and discussed your limits, and now Steve and Danny are in the walk-in closet attempting to have a hushed conversation, but every syllable floats its way over to you in the bedroom.

“This isn’t what we talked about, Steve.”

“You’re always complaining about not getting to drive, well, here you go! It’s all you, buddy.”

“Your girlfriend,” you can practically see Danny’s hands moving to emphasize his point, “is not a car to be driven, you goddamn oaf. She is a beautiful, intelligent woman who should be loved, respected-”

“Hey, Danny?” you cut in. Their heads come into view around the corner and you offer, “That’s a really lovely sentiment, but I just want someone to fuck me.”

Steve turns to Danny with a smug smile that clearly reads I told you so. He crosses the room and grips your face tightly, fingers pressing into your cheeks as he kisses you deeply until your head is buzzing and your lungs are screaming for oxygen. “Don’t for a second forget that you belong to me. Am I clear?”

You look up at him with an adoring smile and nod, mumbling an audible affirmative to satisfy him. Then Steve moves to the loveseat in the corner of the room, getting himself situated and motioning for Danny to join you on the bed.

Excitement wins over confusion when the blonde sits next to you, tentatively strumming his fingers over your bare thigh. “You tell me to stop at anytime, got it?”

You beckon him closer and whisper in his ear, “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.” The magic words evidently spoken, Danny all but pounces on you while Steve looks on, one hand tangling in your hair as the other slips under your shirt and his mouth dominates yours. You moan unabashedly at the unfamiliar pace and feeling and taste, your body perfectly in tune with Steve’s after all this time together and thrilled by this fascinating newness.

You run your hands along his muscular arms as he latches onto your neck, meeting Steve’s gaze over his shoulder. “You don’t want to join?”

“Not yet, baby,” he shakes his head. You let out a sharp gasp when Danny finds the sensitive spot near the hollow of your throat, and your boyfriend smirks knowingly. “Danny,” he calls to get his friend’s attention. “Slide two fingers in her and bite that spot again. She’ll clench around you and it’s absolutely incredible.”

“I know how to make a woman feel good, Steven,” the blonde shoots back, tugging your shirt off and rolling your nipples between his fingers, causing you to cry out as proof.

“I’m sorry, did that sound like a request? Because it wasn’t.”

“Should’ve known you’d be a control freak about fucking your girlfriend, too.”

“Oh my god,” you pant, embarrassingly turned on by their banter being about your body. Steve trains his wolfish grin on you when he sees your gaze is locked on the prominent bulge in his shorts. He purposefully shifts his hips and you whimper, longing to feel the weight of his cock on your tongue. “Feeling empty, baby girl?”

“Yes, Daddy- oh!” Your eyes roll back and your mouth drops open when Danny spears you apart with two thick fingers. “Your focus should be on me, angel,” he chides softly. “He can’t touch you from over there.”

“Yes, sir,” you cry, using your leverage on your knees to meet his fingers thrust for thrust. “It won’t happen again.”

“That’s my good girl,” he croons, and you practically glow at the praise, swirling your hips as you feel your release building.

And then Steve is snatching your reward away with a simple command. “Don’t let her cum.” You whine at the loss of contact when Danny slips his fingers out of you, and you silently curse your boyfriend for being able to read you so well. “Got something to say, brat?”

“Yeah, actually, I-”

“Shut her up, Danny.”

Your sassy remark gets caught in your throat when Danny slides his fingers, completely coated in your wetness, between your lips. You moan around his fingers and suck greedily, grateful to finally have something in your mouth. You brazenly cup him through his pants, palming at his erection while you continue to suck on his fingers, eyes closed as you try to imagine enjoying the real thing.

“Is that what you want, my little slut?” Steve calls mockingly from his spot in the corner. You whimper pathetically in affirmation and he laughs. “That’s what you’ve been dreaming about, isn’t it? Danny’s cock filling your pathetic little holes, his cum in you and on you?”

A whine escapes your lips, morphing into a high-pitched keen as Danny eases your shorts and panties off and guides you to sit on his muscular thigh. You grind down on his leg, desperate for some friction, and take the opportunity to yank his shirt off so you can feel his bare chest. Danny replaces his fingers in your mouth with his tongue once again, letting the soaking wet digits trail down your naked body until they reach your throbbing clit. He circles the sensitive bundle of nerves over and over again and you dig your nails into his shoulders as your first orgasm rips through you, your head falling back and a strangled moan echoing throughout the room.

Danny’s thumbs rub soothing circles along your thighs as you recover, and you feel your boyfriend’s presence behind you moments before his arms wrap around your body. “Did so good, baby girl,” he murmurs, pressing kisses down the back of your neck. “Take a breather.” You nod weakly, still buzzing from the aftershocks of your orgasm, and Steve tilts your chin up so he can get a good look at you. “Tell me your color.”

Opening your bleary eyes to fix him with a smile, you offer, “Green, Steve. As green as you were when you heard me moan your best friend’s name.”

His eyes flash a shade darker and his mouth twists into a wry grin. Carding his fingers through your hair as Danny kisses along your neck, he remarks, “You really want that punishment, don’t you?”

Intent on pushing your boyfriend’s buttons, you respond, “Wow, Steve, you don’t miss a beat.”

Danny pulls his face back from the valley between your breasts long enough to kindly request that you both shut the fuck up. With a laugh, you turn away from Steve and direct your attention to the blonde, tangling your fingers in his hair and pulling him in for a heated kiss. Steve’s large hands on your hips draw you back against him so he can grind on your ass while you tug Danny closer and appreciate his length pressing insistently between your thighs. Danny’s tongue licks into your mouth, hot and hungry, and your brain goes fuzzy from being trapped between two walls of pure muscle.

Sliding your hands down the blonde’s toned back, you work your way past the band of his sweatpants until you reach your intended target and give a firm squeeze, an appreciative moan building low in your throat. “You have such a nice ass,” you confess, your filter evidently not present at the party thanks to alcohol and lust. “I wanna fucking bite it.”

With a warm chuckle, he comments, “You’re a little freak, huh? You like biting?”

“I love biting,” you emphasize, demonstrating just how much by sucking a harsh mark on the blonde’s chest that has him groaning in pleasure, “but I enjoy being bitten more.”

Steve’s knowing laugh rumbles against the back of your neck, then he drags his lips down the curve of your spine and his palm strikes your cheek before he sinks his teeth into your flesh. The exciting jolt of pain elicits a gasp from you, and Danny takes the opportunity to tug your bottom lip between his teeth until you cry out again.

Fumbling behind you, you manage to push your boyfriend’s shorts down enough to feel his cock spring free, and you guide him between your thighs, already slick from your previous orgasm and unrelenting desire. “You’re a greedy little thing,” Steve admonishes you, sliding his cock between your folds, the tip repeatedly nudging your clit but refusing to give in and fill you up. “Daddy, please,” you whine, tears springing to your eyes as you throw your head back against his shoulder. You pull Danny along with you, and the blonde hungrily latches onto one of your nipples, rolling the other bud between his fingers. Steve keeps up the torturous drag of his throbbing cock along your weeping cunt, his large hands pressing against the outside of your legs so he’s effectively fucking the tight space between your thighs. “Don’t be mean, Daddy,” you cry in earnest, pathetic tears rolling down your cheeks and your pussy aching with need.

“Poor baby,” Danny coos when you sniffle, cupping your cheeks and kissing away your tears. “Do you want me to fuck you?”

“Yes, oh yes, please,” you babble, absolutely desperate to be filled. You can see the blonde smirking at you through your tears, his soft touches and featherlight kisses in direct opposition to how rough and dismissive Steve’s being with your body right now. Your skin feels like it’s on fire, and you have a carnal desire for both of these men to use and abuse you. “I’ll do whatever you want, Danny, please!”

“Bribing the police is a felony offense, little girl,” he tuts, clearly enjoying mocking you.

“Then bring your cuffs next time,” you growl, fed up with their game. You shove Danny’s chest, forcing him to fall back on the bed, and he smiles at the predatory glint in your still teary eyes. “So fucking beautiful,” he breathes out, mesmerized by the sight. You tug his sweats down, then bend at the waist to take him in your mouth. The change in angle has your boyfriend’s cock finally sliding home where he belongs, and Steve lets out a strangled groan at how tightly you’re squeezing him. You moan around Danny’s length, and the blonde lets out an obscene sound at the sensation, a lewd symphony echoing around your bedroom. Steve draws his hips back until only the head of his cock remains inside you, and you mirror his motions with your mouth around Danny. “Oh, I see,” your boyfriend laughs when he notices. “You want me to drive, baby?”

You hum in assent, laving your tongue against the vein on the underside of Danny’s cock. He tangles his fingers in your hair and gives an experimental tug, causing your eyes to roll back from pleasure. “Not today, Steve,” Danny counters with a wicked grin. “She’s my little passenger princess now.”

You whimper at the thought, and your walls clench reflexively around Steve, his fingers digging even harder into your hips in a bruising grip that’s sure to leave marks for days to come. With one hand on your throat, Danny guides you up until you’re on your hands and knees between the two kneeling men.

Your skin flushes red hot and your breathing picks up at the recognizable position, excitement coursing through your veins. “Are you going to-”

“Why are you talking, huh?” Danny questions, tilting his head and pressing his fingers against the column of your throat. “Did I say you could speak?” You shake your head, his authoritative tone and the fact that your dominant boyfriend is relinquishing control to his best friend turning your legs to jelly and your brain to mush. “I asked you a question, Y/N,” Danny growls, and you’re quick to amend with, “No, sir.”

He runs his thumb over your swollen bottom lip and murmurs, “Good girl.” Then, “You both still okay with this?”

Steve answers with, “Yes, Danny,” while you blurt out, “This is so fucking hot.” Your sudden admission shatters the tension in the air, and the three of you can’t help but laugh. “I’m sorry,” you giggle, “it’s just that, well-” Feeling bashful, which in itself is a ridiculous feat with Danny’s cock mere inches from your lips and Steve’s pulsing inside you, you duck your head and murmur, “I’ve been dreaming about this.”

“I know, baby,” Steve admits, pressing a kiss to your back while he squeezes your hips. “You talk in your sleep.”

“You knew?” you hiss, Danny’s grip on your hair keeping you from glaring at your boyfriend. “This whole time? You mother- fuck,” your outrage morphs into a wanton cry, your mouth dropping open when Steve roughly slots himself back between your thighs. “Sorry, Danny,” he apologizes for momentarily taking the reins. “It’s all you now, buddy.”

The blonde shakes his head at his best friend, then guides you forward until the head of his cock slips past your lips. You moan at the taste of him, relaxing your throat and allowing him in further. “Such a good girl,” Danny says softly, his gentle praise going straight to your core and causing you to pulse around Steve who ruts against you in response. His voice rough with desire, he coerces, “Move, Danny.”

“What happened to me being in charge, huh? Two minutes, Steve, you couldn’t go two minutes without opening your big mouth.”

“I’m sorry, does my girlfriend’s pussy have your dick in a vice grip? No? Then shut up and move, for the love of God.”

“Y’know, I think this whole ‘Commander’ thing has really gone to your head.”

“Oh yeah? Which one, cause they’re both pretty big.”

You let out a frustrated grunt, as much as you can with the sizable obstacle in your mouth, and glare up at Danny. “You’re right, baby, I’m sorry,” he sighs, taking a moment to adjust his grip on your hair before fucking your mouth with a renewed fervor. You can’t tell if they’re working in tandem or trying to compete, but you can’t bring yourself to care as you bounce between their bodies in the most obscene version of tug of war you’ve ever played in your life. Steve’s fucking into you like an absolute animal, his low grunts and growls only serving to further spur you on as his hand presses against your belly to feel the bulge there with every flex of his hips. You want to tell him how turned on you are by the fact that you can feel him so deep inside you, how badly you want him to fill you up until he’s dripping down your thighs, how much you love him and love being his little plaything, but you can’t complain about not being able to talk when the reason why is so deliciously hedonistic.

Danny looks like a work of art as he uses your mouth, his head thrown back in pure ecstasy, chest heaving, a thin sheen of sweat coating his beautiful skin. His fingers are splayed across your throat just like his best friend’s lower on your body so he, too, can feel his cock pulsing inside of you with each thrust. Your limbs feel utterly useless right now, and you’re grateful that the two of them are holding you up as they wring out every drop of pleasure from your body. Drool slips from the corner of your lips with every pull of Danny’s cock, mirroring your essence dripping down Steve’s solid thighs, and you can feel the band in your core tightening with every stroke, threatening to snap at any moment. Steve can sense your impending orgasm and he tells his best friend as such, two sets of skilled fingers roaming your body to heighten your pleasure, one teasing your sensitive nipples, the other circling your pulsing clit.

The dual sensations send you hurtling over the edge with a long, muffled moan, your mind going blank as Danny spills down your throat and Steve’s release paints your walls, still squeezing him in the wake of your own climax. They gently pull out of you and you cry out at the sudden shift, every single one of your nerve endings feeling like it's on fire. You barely register the warm washcloth caressing your skin as they murmur gentle praises and sweet nothings to you, then get you settled under the covers. Once you’ve had a moment to catch your breath, you recognize Steve’s solid form underneath you, and you beckon Danny closer before snuggling into your man with a sigh. “You’re welcome, by the way.”

Steve hooks your leg around his waist and presses his lips against your forehead. “I think you mispronounced ‘thank you’ by several syllables there.”

“I meant what I said,” you insist through the haze of sleep, placing your hand over Danny’s on your waist and interlocking your fingers. “I consider this team building. Much more effective than your mandated therapy. Ergo, you’re welcome.”

“Bet he still won’t let me drive, though,” Danny mumbles against your skin, and you can feel his lips quirk up in a cheeky grin.

Steve leans up on his elbow to look at his partner over your half-asleep form. “Are you serious right now?”

“Yes, I’m serious. Why would you ask me if I’m serious? Have you ever know me to be unserious when commenting on your neurotic ways?”

“I just- you’re unbelievable, Danny, y’know that? I share my bed with you, I share my girl with you, and you still say things like that. Where do you hide all that audacity in such a small stature, huh?”

“Oh, for the love of- will you two shut up?” you groan. Both men mumble apologies and shift closer to envelope you in their warmth which you happily accept. “It’s imperative I get my postcoital beauty sleep since you two will clearly need more team building sessions.”

“You wanna do this again?” Danny asks, quirking an eyebrow at Steve who shrugs as he awaits your answer.

“Of course,” you mumble through a yawn, already dozing off. “I’m sure dream Danny will be visiting again for inspiration sometime soon.”

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Loa Aloha (The Long Goodbye)

by cjjade

Season 1 Episode 18, PWP/AU Episode Tag--sort of, maybe???

Steve and Danny spent the night having sex, with a sprinkle of sad Danny tossed in there every now and then.

Words: 4474, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of Pineapple Cannolis

Fandoms: Hawaii Five-0 (2010)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Danny "Danno" Williams, Steve McGarrett

Relationships: Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams

Additional Tags: Angst, Smut, Gay Sex, Rough Sex, alot of kissing, Possessive Behavior, Cock Warming, Talking During Sex, slight D/s undertones, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Sex as a Coping Skill, Oral Sex, Kink Discovery, Sort Of, Multiple Orgasms, Steve's into a Dominate Danny, Danny likes it rough like really rough, Danny Has An Oral Fixation, Steve has some internalized issues, ALOT of touching, shower foreplay, Implied Consent, Not Beta Read

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Conditioner Ear Drops

Conditioner + Ear Drops https://ift.tt/jY4U85W by Nigellica Jack and Mac have been requested to go undercover as newlyweds to help the Five-O task force catch a team who have been kidnapping newlyweds on their honeymoons. Or the fake husband/sex pollen/Hawaii Five-O Crossover casefic no one asked for. Words: 9830, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: MacGyver (TV 2016), Hawaii Five-0 (2010) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Angus MacGyver (MacGyver TV 2016), Jack Dalton (MacGyver TV 2016), Wilt Bozer (MacGyver TV 2016), Riley Davis, Matilda "Matty" Webber, Jill Morgan (MacGyver TV 2016), Steve McGarrett, Danny "Danno" Williams, Kono Kalakaua, Chin Ho Kelly Relationships: Jack Dalton/Angus MacGyver (MacGyver TV 2016), Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams, Wilt Bozer & Jack Dalton & Riley Davis & Angus MacGyver, Jack Dalton (MacGyver TV 2016) & Steve McGarrett, Kono Kalakaua & Chin Ho Kelly & Steve McGarrett & Danny "Danno" Williams Additional Tags: Case Fic, Getting Together, Undercover, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Fake Marriage, It's For a Case, Aphrodisiacs, First Kiss, Drugged Sex, Mildly Dubious Consent, Shower Sex, Attempt at Humor, Humor, No Angst, handwavey science, Sex Pollen, Kind Of, Except its an aphrodisiac, this baby can fit so many tropes in her, Smut, Fluff and Smut, Anal Sex, Not Beta Read, Minor Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams, This is predominantly MacDalton, macdalton

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Advent Calendar 2024

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/qGfPzWx by redgoldblue Guys I'm flat out of circus ringmaster phrases, I'm sorry. Come join the circus anyway. - 24 fic/lets across 24 days and an average of 8-10 fandoms - a swirling mix of actual holiday/Christmas themes and unrelated stuff I want to write - a lot of fluff and h/c - three of said fandoms are reliably Star Trek, Hawaii Five-0, and Starsky & Hutch - there will be more information in the tags, although since ao3 instated a tag limit, you can also rely on me cursing it out at some point in A/Ns. Words: 9011, Chapters: 6/24, Language: English Series: Part 12 of Advent Calendars Fandoms: Star Trek: The Original Series, Hawaii Five-0 (2010), The Man From U.N.C.L.E. (TV), 9-1-1 (TV), Starsky & Hutch Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen, M/M Characters: James T. Kirk, Spock (Star Trek), Leonard "Bones" McCoy, Nyota Uhura, Pavel Chekov, Montgomery "Scotty" Scott, Hikaru Sulu, Steve McGarrett, Danny "Danno" Williams, Lou Grover, Illya Kuryakin, Napoleon Solo, Evan "Buck" Buckley, Tommy Kinard, Henrietta "Hen" Wilson, Lucy Donato, Grace Williams (Hawaii Five-0), Ken Hutchinson, David Starsky Relationships: James T. Kirk/Spock, Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams, Illya Kuryakin & Napoleon Solo, Evan "Buck" Buckley/Tommy Kinard, Ken Hutchinson & David Starsky, Ken Hutchinson/David Starsky Additional Tags: Christmas Fluff, my guys. i suggest typing 'christ' in here and seeing what comes up if you get the chance, it's a ride. might be jesus getting ridden, Christmas, Found Family, there's one of my stalwart tags, Humor, hmph. american spellings, Fluff, Episode: s07e25 Ua Mau Ke Ea O Ka Aina I Ka Pono (Life of Land Perpetuated in Righteousness), Hurt/Comfort, Coda, guys I'm obsessed with Illya backstory, Teddy Bears, hell yeah that's an established tag, ooh we got smut my babies, and. even more fluff, (for buck and tommy. they deserve it), 5+1 Things, (technically 3+1), Snow, Christmas With Family, Family Fluff, every year i discover new tags that epitomise every advent calendar, Academy Era, (S&H version), Alcohol, Coming Out read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/qGfPzWx

[girl-of-many-fandoms]

Teenage Years

Pairing: Steve McGarrett x Reader

Summary: Steve doesn't want his baby girl to grow up just yet.

Warnings: none

MASTERLIST

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"Kalea!"

"Mom!"

Y/N looked up from her laptop to see her sixteen year old storming into the house with Eddie and Steve hot on her trail.

"You're dripping water on the floor Kalea-"

"Mom could you please talk to dad." Steve walked passed her heading straight to his wife to kiss the top of her head.

"I'm not following, what's the problem?"

"I got asked out on a date and he said that I can't go." Steve snorted and pulled up the seat next to Y/N who already had her eyes locked on him.

"Did you do your homework like I asked? Did you clean your room?" Kalea groaned, her face red with anger watching her father's stoic face; she knew that her dad had zero intentions on changing his mind.

"Did you?"

"No dad, I didn't."

"Exactly and keep this attitude up, you're looking at a lovely two weeks on house arrest." Y/N merely shrugged her shoulders at her daughter.

"You two are unbelievable, you both aren't like this when it comes to Kai!"

"Watch your tone." Y/N was beginning to get irritated with her snappy attitude. Kalea scoffed and murmured something beneath her breath and Steve immediately pulled up on it.

"Excuse me, what did you say young lady?"

"Nothing."

"It has to be something so say it, louder this time please so your mother and I could hear you."

"I said Kai could get away with murder and you two would let him since you already let him do his own thing." With that off her chest, Kalea stormed off up to her room and the resounding slam of her bedroom door filled the relatively quiet house.

"That just landed her four weeks of being grounded. She goes to school, soccer practice and straight home, that's it." Y/N turned to face her husband, placing her hand on his thigh and he immediately covered it with his.

"Sweetheart, I'm going to say this once and once only. She's sixteen Steve, she's bound to start going to parties with her friends and she's a beautiful girl, boys are surely lining up to take her out on dates." Steve rolled his eyes at her last statement; she was right, Kalea is at the age to start feeling out relationships and truth be told, he hated that fact.

"I hate you." Y/N chuckled locking lips with the grumpy man.

"You love me, now, go on up there and talk to your kid. Let her go out on the date and then you could ground her for her attitude and slamming the door." Rolling his eyes he did as directed by his wife.

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"How do I look?"

"Like a loser- ow!" Kai rubbed the back of his head where Steve tapped him for being rude.

"You look beautiful darling." Y/N fixed the strap on Kalea's dress before giving her a bone crushing hug.

"You look great kiddo."

"Thanks dad." Steve also wrapped his baby girl in his arms just as the doorbell rung. He watched as his wife moved to answer it and was semi pleased to see a decent looking young man with a bouquet of flowers standing in the doorway.

Y/N stepped over to her husband, watching on as their daughter accepted the flowers with a big smile on her face.

"Mom, dad, this is Josh. Josh these are my parents and that's my brother on the couch."

"It's a pleasure to meet you both Mr. and Mrs. McGarrett."

"Likewise Josh, you two have a good time tonight."

"By good time she meant enjoy the show at the beach not anything else and if you pull any funny business I will know and I will come after you. Are we clear?" Josh gulped in fear of the intimidating Commander who hadn't broken his eye contact with just yet.

"Crystal, sir."

"Good now get going, don't want you both to miss the show." The couple left and Kai headed up to his room with Eddie following him. Y/N securely wrapped her arms around his waist and Steve's hands found their place on hers.

"I still don't like this, my baby girl is not a baby anymore."

"She's always going to be the freckled face little girl that loved ponytails and glitter that we know and love no matter how old she gets Steve."

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Navy's Nightmare

by CrazyMoonLove (TheJupiterGirl) When the '' Female Navy Killer '' comes back, all the women members and ex-members of the navy forces are called back to the bases for their security. But will, the identity of this psychopath who raped, tortured and killed so many women, be revealed ?..... ...Read it to know.   Inspired by : '' From Port to Port '' by SamHeartfillia(SamFullbuster) Words: 5, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Top Gun (Movies), NCIS, NCIS: Los Angeles, Criminal Minds (US TV), Law & Order: SVU, 9-1-1 (TV), 9-1-1: Lone Star (TV 2020), Hawaii Five-0 (2010), S.W.A.T. (TV 2017), Brooklyn Nine-Nine (TV), Grey's Anatomy, Chicago PD (TV), Chicago Fire, Chicago Med, Castle (TV 2009), The Mentalist, Fast & Furious (Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con Categories: F/M, Other Characters: Connor Rhodes (Chicago Med), Evan "Buck" Buckley, TK Strand, Kelly Severide, Jay Halstead, Anthony DiNozzo, Dominick "Sonny" Carisi Jr., Tom "Iceman" Kazansky, Jake "Hangman" Seresin, Danny "Danno" Williams, Spencer Reid, Jackson Avery, Brian O'Conner, Jake Peralta, Jim Street, Richard Castle, Patrick Jane, Will Halstead, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Carlos Reyes (9-1-1 Lone Star), Matthew Casey, Adam Ruzek, Jethro Gibbs, Rafael Barba, Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw, Steve McGarrett, Aaron Hotchner, Mark Sloan (Grey's Anatomy) Relationships: Will Halstead/Connor Rhodes, Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Carlos Reyes/TK Strand, Matthew Casey/Kelly Severide, Jay Halstead/Adam Ruzek, Anthony DiNozzo/Jethro Gibbs, Rafael Barba/Dominick "Sonny" Carisi Jr., Tom "Iceman" Kazansky/Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw/Jake "Hangman" Seresin, Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams, Aaron Hotchner/Spencer Reid, Jackson Avery/Mark Sloan, Brian O'Conner/Dominic Toretto, G Callen/Original Male Character(s), Jake Peralta/Original Male Character(s), Jim Street/Original Male Character(s), Richard Castle/Original Character(s), Patrick Jane/Original Character(s) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Serial Killers, Killing, Rape/Non-con Elements, Blood and Violence, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Eventual Smut, My First Smut, Blood and Gore, Blood and Torture via https://ift.tt/6l8q2Hv