#steve mcgarrett smut

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Love Game

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

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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.”

[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

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(Request by anon: can you write a steve mcgarrett smut?)

[I love Hawaii 5-0 so thank you so much for your requests, ah!]

Show: Hawaii 5-0 Pairing: Steve McGarrett x reader Warnings: smut

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You leaned against the cold wall of the interrogation room. The walls were slightly damp and it made you shiver but you focused on the scene in front of you.

McGarrett sent a glance your way before turning back to the suspect; Akamai Kalua.

“You know what your name means, Akamai?” McGarrett spoke, circling the young man who was handcuffed to the chair.

Akamai grumbled under his breath. “Intelligence.”

“Yeah, intelligence. Now, I’m certainly not seeing any of that but you’d think a drug mule facing up to ten years in prison… would co-operate for a deal.” McGarrett stopped and looked dead straight into Akamai’s eyes.

Akamai chuckled, humourlessly. You grimaced when he suddenly spit on McGarrett’s face. Steve was going to be pissed.

“Okay. Okay. I was trying to be nice but if you want to play it that way..” McGarrett suddenly backhanded Akamai across the face.

You shook your head, not agreeing with your partner’s tactics. “If I were you, I’d just tell him the name. Who runs the cartel, Akamai?”

The drug mule turned his head, looking you up and down. “That depends. Do you get to interrogate me one-on-one?” A sick smile spread across his face.

“Alright, that’s it.” McGarrett unholstered his gun, pointing it directly at Akamai’s in an attempt to scare him into giving up the name.

“You won��t pull the trigger. You don’t have the balls to get rid of your only lead.”

“Trust me, he’ll pull it. He’s nuts.” You aimed the last part at Steve.

Akamai swallowed. “Iona Kakoa.”

McGarrett holstered his gun, looking to you before leaving the room. You sighed, heaving yourself off the wall.

“Don’t bullshit Steve. It never ends well.” You advised Akamai, running a hand through your (Y/H/C) hair and exiting the room.

The precinct was empty apart from you and McGarrett who had offered to stay behind to interrogate. You, not trusting Steve to be left alone with a suspect, stayed behind too.

You walked briskly into McGarrett’s office where he was busy researching Iona. “What the hell was that, McGarrett?”

He turned around. “What was what?”

“I know your methods are unconventional - my God, are they unconventional - but pulling your gun out? Really?” You exclaimed.

“I didn’t like the way he was talking to you.” McGarrett replied, his face stern.

You rolled your eyes. “You don’t have to be so rough. People may think you’re over compensating.”

McGarrett chuckled. “Believe me, I’m not over compensating. And that was not rough. I could have done worse.”

You raised an eyebrow. You could feel your attitude coming as your frustration with Steve grew. “Oh, really? Alright. Show me rough.” Steve turned around to face you. “Show me how rough you can really get, McGarrett.”

Steve ran his hand over his lip. “You want rough? You want to see rough?”

You smirked. “Unless you don’t have the balls.”

Steve licked his lip, his head nodding. “Oh, I’ll show you.”

His hands grabbed your face, tilting your head upwards in order to smash his lips against yours. You groaned at the contact, your hands instinctively reaching up to tug at his dark hair.

His fingers fiddled with the hem of your shirt before pulling it over your head, breaking the kiss briefly. You gripped his shirt doing the same before reconnecting your lips. Your hands trailed down to his belt, unbuckling it quickly before you lowered his jeans down.

Steve gripped the edge of his desk as you palmed him through his boxers, teasing him. His breathing became heavier as you inched his boxers down and took his length into your hand. Delicately, you licked the precum off of his tip, intending to tease him even further.

Steve groaned, knowing what you were doing. “(Y/N)…” he warned.

You suppressed a laugh, taking his cock into your mouth. You smirked slightly when you felt his hand tangle itself in your hair, before beginning to bob up and down.

“Oh, God…” Steve breathed, knowing his release would come soon. “(Y/N), stop. Stop.”

Confused, you took his length from your mouth before his hands reached down to grab your upper arms. He spun you around so that you were bent over his desk. You hissed when his cold fingers trailed under the waistband of your dark jeans before swiftly pulling them down to your ankles, panties and all.

“You’ve no idea how much I dreamed of seeing this ass out of those jeans.” Steve confessed, his hands squeezing your ass. He reached over your back to open a drawer, pulling out a silver packet.

“You always keep condoms here at work?” You teased.

“I didn’t know when our sexual tension would be acted on. Better safe than sorry.” he joked back.

He took a few moments to cover his cock with condom. You felt his erection against your thigh, feeling it inch closer and closer to your entrance. He was teasing you as pay back for teasing him.

You bit back a groan. “Steve, just fuck me already.” That was all he needed to hear.

He thrusted into you suddenly, your head falling forward to rest on your arms as you accustomed yourself to his size. His thrusts started off slow before increasing in pace, your moans spurring McGarrett on.

His hands gripped your waist tighter as you started pushing your hips back to meet his thrusts.

“Steve, I’m - Ohh..” You could feel your climax approaching.

“I know. Me too.” Steve grunted, his thrusts becoming erratic.

You gripped his desk as your orgasm hit you. “Steve, I’m coming!”

“Come for me, (Y/N).” He let you ride out your orgasm, your name leaving his lips as his climax quickly followed.

Breathing heavily, he reached down placing a kiss on your back before pulling out of you.

You propped yourself up on your elbows as you looked to Steve. “If I had known the sex would be that good, I’d have antagonised you a lot more when I first met you.” You panted, a smile on your lips.

He let out a breathy chuckle. “Me too. Me too.”

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I actually squealed when I got this request. I started another Hawaii 5-0 marathon and my crush on Steve McGarrett has been renewed, ahaha.

Next up, is another Hawaii 5-0 request and I get to write fluffy Danny as well as smutty Danny. I’m excited 💕

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Shower (Steve McGarrett) NSFW

2 in a row boys

It had been a long day and you needed to unwind. Steve wasn’t home yet so you decided to take a shower and clean up.

A few minutes in, the bathroom door opened and Steve walked in, “MInd if I join?” He asked. He was already taking his clothes off and you were more than happy to let him in.

He stepped in and you moved over, “How was work?” You were lathering your hair. Steve was watching you.

“Nothing too exciting.” He shrugged and you grabbed your loofa. You loaded it with soap and started to scrub your body. “Let me,” Steve said softly and started to lather your body with his hands.

You closed your eyes and hummed softly. His hands lingered on your breasts and you could see the effect it was having on him. You reached down and began to stroke him.

His mouth went to your neck and he pushed you against the wall, “I missed you so much.”

“I missed you too, baby.” You pursed and sped up the pace with your hand. 

“I want you.” He growled and almost immediately hoisted you more upright. You threw your leg over his thigh and he thrust into you. 

You moaned out his name, “Oh Steve.” He had your whole body shakinga from hitting all the right spots. You clenched around him causing him to cum.

You almost collapsed but Steve held you upright, “Lets get you cleaned up for real this time.”

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Hawaii Five-0 e Magnum P.I

Masterlist Principal

Thomas Magnum:

Decisão explosiva

Steve McGarrett:

Uma noite de romance

Be my valentine 1 / 2

[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.

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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/4qEmtkG

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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.

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eddie diaz smut fic (untitled at the moment)

steve mcgarrett fic (untitled at the moment)

homecoming- tim bradford fic

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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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Eight Seconds

[Not quite an author’s note, but more so a confession: I went line dancing the other night… I wish it went like this 😮‍💨 This do be self-indulgent PWP below the cut :) ]

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“I feel like an absolute schmuck. I look like an absolute schmuck. Cowboy hats aren’t meant to be worn this far west, it’s just not a good look,” Danny laments aloud, then catches his girlfriend’s eyes narrowed at his comment and quickly amends, “Except you, my dear, look absolutely adorable in yours.”

“That’s because you’ve got Jersey written all over your ugly mug,” his best friend ever so kindly informs him before taking a pull from his second beer of the night. “Gimme that.”

Steve takes the felt hat off of the blonde’s head and dons it himself instead, adjusting the brim low enough to hide the way his gaze is fixed on one young woman twirling around the dancefloor.

You throw your head back with a laugh as your current partner in the circle dance spins you to the next, and you take your new partner’s hand without missing a beat. Steve is absolutely mesmerized by the way you move so effortlessly, gliding between the complicated steps without a care in the world, your ponytail swinging in the same rhythm as your tempting hips.

“Hey,” Melissa yells to be heard over the pounding bass of the country song, nudging Steve hard enough to break him out of his trance. He turns to her and she lifts the brim of the hat before challenging, “Why don’t you get in there instead of ogling her all night, Commander?”

He’s grateful the flashing lights turn red at that moment to accompany the song change and graciously hide the heat creeping across his cheeks. “Am I being that obvious?”

“I’m surprised someone hasn’t put out a restraining order yet,” Danny’s quick to jibe. “Although I guess you’re meeting the requisite fifty feet.”

“You’re a riot,” the brunette grumbles under his breath before downing the rest of his beer. He twists around to place the empty bottle on the table, then turns back to find his view of the dancefloor blocked by a pair of jean shorts and a crop top sporting the skeletal head of a bull, if he’s not mistaken.

“Forgive me if I’m wrong,” your sweet voice settles over him like the Hawaii sunshine after a cool morning swim, “but y’all came out on a line dancing night and have yet to get to dancing.” A finger tips the brim of his hat even further up, and Steve comes face to face with the vision he’s been silently pining after all evening. He opens his mouth to answer, but finds himself speechless for quite possibly the first time in his adult life.

Thankfully, you fill the silence by chatting with Melissa, letting Steve bask in the touch of warm southern drawl woven around your words, and a different kind of heat floods his face this time thinking about what that sweet accent would sound like calling out his name tonight. He zones out while you prattle on, indulging in his decidedly not-safe-for-work fantasy and appreciating the way the cuff of your shorts sits snugly on your thick thighs just below the curve of your ass. Of all the things he’s been jealous of touching you tonight, denim takes the crown for being the most absurd.

“Commander Cupid,” Danny barks, roughly swatting at Steve’s shoulder to get his attention. “She’s talking to you, you putz.”

He clears his throat before turning his focus to you with an apologetic smile. “Got lost in my thoughts there,” he says by way of an explanation, and the twinkle of mirth in your eyes tells him you have a pretty good idea of just what those thoughts entailed.

“I asked if you wanted to come dance or just sit here watching me all night,” you repeat, one eyebrow cocked playfully.

“Oh, I, uh-” He knows he’s caught, and he lets out a soft laugh while shaking his head. “Totally busted, huh?”

“Tell you what,” you declare confidently, letting your hair fall loose from its elastic confine before palming the felt hat and settling it snugly on your head with a smirk. “I’ll make the decision for you.”

You start your journey back to the dance floor, clapping along to the kick drum announcing the beginning of that one Luke Bryan song that everybody always seems to know. You throw a wink over your shoulder and Steve stands to join you, pausing mid-step when Melissa hollers his name. He turns back to find an elated grin on her face, and she calls out, “Do you know the rule?”

Steve raises one eyebrow and shakes his head, curious.

“If you wear the hat…”

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“...you ride the cowboy,” you exclaim breathlessly in the back of Steve’s Silverado, your thighs burning from exertion. “Never heard that one before?”

“Nu uh,” the brunette answers rather unintelligently, the second syllable morphing into a groan when you roll your hips against his, somehow slotting his length even deeper in your heat. His hands find your love handles of their own volition, kneading the soft, warm skin there while you mouth hungrily at the sharp planes of his stubbled jaw.

He plants his feet on the floor of his truck before using his bruising grip as leverage to buck up into you, your hips kissing with every thrust as his lips find yours once more. You moan into his awaiting mouth, every coherent thought in your head disappearing, replaced by a mantra of your devilish lover’s name.

“That’s it, baby,” Steve rumbles out his praise. “Take everything I give you like a good girl.”

“Fuck yes,” you cry out, your head falling back and giving him the opportunity to run his nose down your exposed throat, a light scraping of teeth following in its wake. “Bite me,” you plead, and he’s quick to obey, sinking his teeth into the dip where your neck and shoulder meet.

Your walls tighten around his cock at the pleasurable tinge of pain, forcing Steve to let out an involuntary whimper against your skin. You pull back with a gasp, cupping his cheeks between your two smaller hands and feeling his face grow hot beneath your fingertips. “Oh my god,” you manage to get out between incessant pants every time your hips meet. “Do that again.”

“You like th-” The incredulous question dies on his lips, cut off by another soft whimper when you intentionally flex your muscles around him.

“That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard come out of a man’s mouth,” you declare, excited by the new discovery. “Don’t you hold back on me now.”

He doesn’t.

Spurred on by your praise and just how fucking hot it is for someone else to order him around for once, Steve allows himself to be vocal, all manner of delicious sounds escaping his kiss-bitten lips while you ride him for everything he’s worth.

“That’s it, baby,” you echo his words from earlier with a positively dangerous grin. “Take everything I give you like a good boy.”

“Fuck,” he breathes out, his cock twitching in response to your overt display of dominance. This is new for him, too, and he decides at that moment that he’s going to have to explore this side of himself more often.

“What is it, Steve?” you ask, your taunt coated by your honey-sweetened accent. “You need to cum? Need to fill this little pussy up?” An unintelligible noise works its way up from low in his throat, and he stares up at you, dumbstruck. “Is that a ‘yes’?”

Steve nods desperately, not trusting his voice to form a response in a coherent manner.

“Oh, sweet boy,” you coo, carding your fingers through his hair, slowing down the torturous twisting of your hips, your other hand teasing your clit. He holds your thighs in a vice grip, his own quaking beneath your body in an attempt to stave off his impending orgasm. Then you tuck one finger under his chin and lift his gaze to yours, and the single syllable you utter shatters the last of his resolve. “Beg.”

Hot ropes of cum paint your walls as Steve lets out a debauched groan, his head falling back against the seat of the truck while you apply steady pressure to your clit, letting yourself crest over the edge moments after him.

You give Steve some time to recover, pressing gentle kisses to his sweaty skin and running your nails along his scalp until the heaving of his chest gives way to steadier breathing. “You okay, baby?”

“That-” He stops, shaking his head and opting to capture your lips in a tender kiss instead of voicing his feelings.

“I figured after the week you had, fighting with the FBI over jurisdiction on your case, you might like to give up control,” you offer by way of explanation, sinking further into his lap to rest your head in the crook of his neck.

“Yeah, you could say that,” your boyfriend laughs, in awe of your uncanny ability to read him so easily. His fingers trail up and down your spine and you settle into his warmth with a content sigh before cheekily adding, “Didn’t think you’d like it that much, though.”

A laugh rumbles out of him again and he admits, “I knew you were a switch, but I didn’t think I was, too.”

“Surprise,” you respond, and he feels your lips turn upward in a smile against his skin. “And here you and Danny were being resistant to line dancing. I told y’all it’s fun, didn’t I?”

He hums in agreement, then adds with a self-satisfied lilt to his voice, “Kind of you to save a horse tonight, sweetheart.”

You snort in response, clambering out of his lap to fix your clothes for the ride home. Finding the discarded cowboy hat in the truck’s passenger seat, you return it to its rightful spot on your boyfriend’s head. “I’ll turn you into a country boy, yet, Steve.”

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[A/N (for realsies): Don’t ask where this came from, tbh I blame WhimperTok for r u i n i n g me. And I just know this big, tough man is secretly a lil slut who wants to be Commander outside the bedroom but Commanded™️ in the bedroom, u feel me? I may have to explore this more 👀]

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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

[ao3feed-starsky-hutch]

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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@sketch-and-write-lover

[urwarriorangel]

princess (steve mcgarrett)

heyo babes! my first valentine’s day fic and it’s for five-0 heartthrob steve mcgarrett! i hope you guys like this! i enjoyed writing it and it’s a little fastpaced but it’s fun! as always, pls lmk what you think! <3 xoxo

w: innuendos, moments of self doubt (!!!gifs not mine!!!)

“Is it alright if I call you princess?” (@rpstartersforyou)

You’ve been working with Five-0 for nearly a year now and you and Commander McGarrett still don’t get along. You got off on the wrong foot, you disobeyed him (for the team’s well-being), and you constantly argued.

Now is another one of those times.

“What the hell were you thinking Y/LN? You could have gotten us all killed!” McGarrett’s got you locked up in his office and he’s giving you a very BIG piece of his mind. You sitting there silently isn’t helping his mood. “I asked you a question! Answer it before I suspend you.”

“Suspend me?” You look up at him, anger and betrayal painted in your features. “You’re going to suspend me for making the call that eventually saved all of our asses?”

“I’m going to suspend you for putting us all at risk, Y/N. Now tell me what the hell were you thinking?” He slams his hands on the desk and you stand up to be at least eye-to-chest level with him.

“I’m not going to apologize for my actions, Commander! I took a calculated risk. I knew what the outcome would be. The worst thing that would happen is I’d have a few scratch marks, case in point,” you point out the three stitches on your temple and the one small gash on your cheek. “If I hadn’t taken the risk, you would have died. Kono would be in surgery right now. Danny would’ve been taken hostage and Chin would have been a wreck. I wouldn’t let that happen.”

“What the hell are you talking about? What does all that mean?” He glares at you and you shake your head, laughing softly.

“I know I haven’t been a part of this team as long as the other’s have and I know you hate me, but I would never put any of you at risk. Me being hurt isn’t nearly as big an issue as the rest of you being hurt. I’ll be just fine,” you grab your things and make your way to the door.

“The fact of the matter is that one of us gets hurt. It doesn’t matter which one, Y/N,” Steve shakes his head at you and you give him a smile, leaning over to kiss his cheek.

“You’re all family. It matters,” you pat his arm and make your way out of his office, the reality of it all settling in. They’re a family you’re not a part of. You give the rest of your team a small smile and head on home.

You take the long way home, enjoying the scenery and reminding yourself of the good things on this damn island. By the time you make it home, you’re tired and worn out and you don’t notice the light on in your kitchen until it’s too late.

“It’s about time you made it home,” a voice calls out and pull your gun out, aiming it at the direction the voice came from. “It’s Steve, by the way. Put your gun down.”

“What the hell, McGarrett?” You lock the door and walk into the kitchen, brows furrowed. “What’s going on?”

“Well I feel bad for today. After you uh stormed out earlier, I-”

“Hold on, stormed out? Buddy, I kissed your cheek and walked out. And I said bye to everyone, so get your facts right boss,” you raise a brow at him and he holds his hands up in surrender.

“Fine, after you left,” he emphasizes the word eft and you roll your eyes at him. “After you left, I talked to the team. Chin reiterated what you said to me, said I shouldn’t have been so hard on you. They all said that I do, in fact, act like I hate you and I just want you to know that I don’t hate you. And I’m really sorry I gave you that impression.”

“Uh-huh,” you nod and walk into the kitchen, leaning against the countertop as Steve works on making food for you. “Whatcha making sailor?”

“Fettuccine Alfredo. I figure, you know. It’s Valentine’s day. You deserve something good to eat after all the apparent shit I put you through,” he shrugs and you look to the bottle of wine sitting by the sink.

“And you brought wine?” You smirk and walk over to grab the bottle. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think Commander McGarrett wanted to get laid tonight.”

“C’mon go easy on me,” he shrugs, focusing on the meal, and you laugh. “I didn’t know what to do so I, yes, I broke into your place and decided to be nice for once. And hey, listen to me.”

“Listening, boss. Look this way,” you hold up your phone, taking a video of your boss in a floral apron as he glares at his creation. He looks up at you, shaking his head.

“Put the phone down!” He groans and you laugh, shaking your head. “If any of this gets back to Danno, I’m gonna kick both your asses.”

“Right, right. You love Danno and I think I’m growing on you, so,” you smile as McGarrett rolls his eyes, seeing as you won’t put the phone down.

“Oh so this is how it’s gonna go, huh?” He turns down the stove temps and pulls off his apron but it’s not until he looks at you that you know you’re in trouble. “Alright.”

“No!” You yell and run out of the kitchen, Steve already on your tail. You jump over couches, go under tables and Steve obviously catches you in five seconds flat.

“I did ask you nicely,” he whispers, now straddling your waist and holding your hands over your head.

“You did. I also refused, very nicely if I do say so myself,” you clearly don’t know when to shut up and this makes your boss smile.

“You did ask nicely but I don’t like being disobeyed,” he gives you a pointed look and you smirk.

“Tell me boss, when has that stopped me before?”

“It hasn’t,” he chuckles and you nod, smiling widely.

“Exactly. Now c’mon. Let’s go eat,” you shrug under his grip and he nods, standing up and pulling you up with him.

“I’m hungry for something else entirely now,” he whispers and you do your best to ignore the blush rising to your cheeks.

“Really now? And what is that?” You stand in front of him, daring him to make a move.

“Some of Kamekona’s shrimp, actually,” he clears his throat and you laugh, throwing a nearby pillow at him.

“Screw you,” you walk back into the kitchen, leaving behind a laughing Steve.

“Come on, princess. You know I was joking,” he comes over to you and you raise a brow at the new nickname. “Oh, is it okay if I call you princess? Y’know, seeing as you don’t listen to anyone and just do what you want?”

“You can call me that if you give me something to talk about. And between me and you?” You grab him by the collar and pull him close, your lips brush against his as he awaits your response. “I’ll be talking a lot about how you managed to burn some pasta.”

[sweetandabitspycho]

Next fict's will be, probably not going to be in this order.😂 let me know if you want to be tagged in anyone.

Rhaenyra Targaryen second part smut.

Eric Draven soul mate fluffy.

steve mcgarrett fluffy.

Ratched Netflix Edmund Tolleson fluffy and Huck Finnigan fluffy!

[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/6l8q2Hv