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Inception - Arthur / Eames

Author: Pauny
Fandom : Inception
Couple: Arthur / Eames
Warnings: NC-17 . PWP.
Note: To lyeth that it requested in cosasdemayores Sorry for the delay in delivery of the fic. Inevitable

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HP One-shot: Je peux très bien me passer de toi (Neville / Gabrielle)

Title: Je peux très bien me passer de toi (I can very well do without you)
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Neville / Gabrielle
Rating: nc-17
Words: 3400 ~
Warning: slight age difference (17/22), without betear, hetero, sexually explicit, the first time.
Summary: Gabrielle was the kind of girl who would never be on their list of acceptable women.

LoA: License For me, when Gabrielle goes to Hogwarts for the Triwizard Tournament, has no Rowling says eight years, but ten. At the end of the fic, Gabrielle Neville is 17 and 22. The title is taken from the song of the same name of the group Black Hand, and the translation is half me, half google xD. Thanks to loyle for quick review. As compliance to the challenge of Christmas meme albaclara community cosasdemayores . I sincerely hope that you like so long ago I did not write straight porn, so I hope that is not so bad \u0026lt;3 And the girls who read me the slash, give it a chance!

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Flesh of My Flesh - Cersei / Glee

Title: Flesh of My Flesh
Author: factionb
Fandom: ASOIAF (Song Ice and Fire)
Couple: Cersei / Joffrey
Order: natxopistatxo in this prompt.
Warning: little incest, NC-17 by issues of sensitivity and sexual scenes.
Notes: Sorry I posted two days late, and I explained to darkilluz the situation, but the important thing is that here it is! It has cost me, I will not lie (xDD), but not as much as I thought, because as I told you of what I hope everything Lannister.

Disclaimer: George RR Martin is a bitch and not molamos fickers too. Nah, you But look what we care ... :) All this is yours, Sir, and much to my regret, but probably if I had another person would lose much of his genius. We want with all their Borderías, look!

Flesh of My Flesh

"That girl is unbearable mother.

"A prince should never speak well of his fiancee, affection.

- I can not help it! "The boy was up, standing at full height, significantly lower than that of an adult man and a highlight for her age. Pale hands in two fists contracted mad, lips quivering oppressed between teeth. Watched his mother among the golden curls that had escaped the charged crown jewels that adorned the forehead. Also, do not I gain nothing. Do not know why I have to keep being nice to her. It is stupid and weepy.

"Trust me, son. He released the silk handkerchief and sewing tools on a cojíny approached him, raising both arms to reposition each of golden snails with the rest of the hair.

Cersei watched him closely, with the expression devoted to motherhood begins in women. With that smile dancing on her face, her eyes bright and his face relaxed. The anger of her son woke up a mixture of tenderness and curiosity that made her feel deeply attached to him, proud of have done such a force and character to nest in the chest would be his heir.

was still a child, but had nothing to envy to the courage of any adult male. She did not hesitate to admit, was far more valuable than your father. However, conscious of its few options, granted to Robert the "privilege" to bring up those who were only their children, yours and Jaime. The king had trying, again and again, with stubborn perseverance in educating Joffrey concept of honor, mercy, of manhood. But since very young, the child had fully taken his loyalty was with the Lannister, and not to the Kingdom. She did not even need to spend a complex explanation: the blood called blood. And a life like yours, pure and glorious existence Lannister was too clever for that kind of red tape. Joffrey

slowly relaxed under his touch. Still shaking slightly, soft drops of sweat beaded her forehead. Her hair smelled the sweet aromas that will spice the maids bath, the habitacióny intoxicating sense of his mother.

"Listen, little, some things-

She looked with anger flashing in blue iris.

"Do not call me.

"I must respect your mother, young man," she said as she gave him a slap on the cheek.

- I hate women! The hate, mother, I hate them all!

Cersei grabbed him by one arm, smiling gently. Increased some of the pressure of his fingers, driving the buds possessive, aware of the effect it had on the child.

"Never, you hear? "I shook a bit and shortened the distance between them. Never underestimate a woman. Face the fear men and their wives, my son. For though they are the hand holding the sword, we are the cutting edge pierces the flesh. Joffrey

looked at him, opening his eyes in fear and bewilderment. He felt his mother's fingers opened and released his arm, patting the violated area gently. It took both wrists and led him back to the cushions, sit facing each other.

I do not understand, Mother. Why do I need to that Stark? He asked, shifting slightly the face without leaving it. Why do you need a man to women?

could not suppress the laughter that pierced his lips like a whirlwind of pride. His son was still so naive, I still had that purity and that cunning childhood freely bestowed upon those who are the traitors and murderers of tomorrow. And it absolutely loved it all of their children, without any remedy. From the laconic expression was contempt in her sweet features, so typical of James, to the aristocratic nose curve made by joining them with the upper lip, so characteristic of all Lannister. I loved them as their own entrails. I knew it, knew it would be able to boot one to one (stomach, heart, liver) they . sabíay What a sweet madness extrañay flooded with this simple thought. Had described as the bastard of Stark, beside them was as full as when his brother entered it. I felt that everything made sense. I felt that neither his own death could separate them.

"Still you are very young, my child. He released one of his wrists and fingers gently touched her cheek, rosy and smooth. The women are all that a man has in his life. How What can compare the honor, battles, victories? Not with the love of a woman. Not with the heat of arms that apparently fragile, can destroy as easily as they give you the greatest pleasures you can experience in life. Joffrey

lowered his eyes, a reddish innocent staying on his face.

"Mother, I have to confess something. Once I kissed her. "He looked up, stared posándola in the Queen. But I repent! I regret very much!

-No ashamed, she reassured him, extending his hands on both sides of the child's face, picking up part of his neck. It's normal. Men have needs. But tell me one thing. "They sat on cushions, legs slightly changing the position to be left to one side of his body. She looked at him suspiciously. Did you like?

"No, I do not know ..." The question nested, thin and transparent, in their eyes. Yes?

- Want know what can serve Lady Stark, my prince? "He nodded and swallowed up in thick, moving his fledgling Adam's apple. Give me your hand.

The boy obeyed, tending to his mother's fingers. She turned, still holding him. Cleared the hair, letting it fall to the side of his neck, covering part of the chest and stomach of the dress.

-Undo buttons. With care, your Lord Father ride in anger if you break a dress as expensive.

Cersei cold yolks noticed your child sound out the back, beginning the journey through each of the loops, curls caressing the exposed skin.

"Now take me down the shoulders, slowly, to the elbows" he said, felt that he was nearing the end of the line of buttons covered with cloth of gold. Joffrey

stood on his knees, going use whatever her mother, sliding your fingers between the fabric and flesh, biting his lip nervously. I could barely see through the curtain of hair volvíaa curly that cover his face, and felt a cold sweat trickling down his temple, while reaching the corner of his mouth. Licked the salty drops, impatient and insecure, trying to trust the intentions of his mother.

Cersei took the pale limbs that crossed his arms and guided by his neck. He closed his eyes, drifting down memory lane for the first time I had that feeling, that first breath parecíaa therefore increasingly agitated by his son, those clumsy hands that were the first and that she would always be the only ones. He stretched his neck, resting her head on the bony shoulder, still leading the slender fingers down, slowly wiping out the fabric for leaving her breasts exposed. He released her wrists and arms dropped, loose, on the skirts increasingly wrinkled clothing. The boy did not withdraw, and after a brief moment of hesitation, he persevered in what his mother had started, feeling skin against her fingertips bristled as voluptuously curved meat. It stopped just before reaching the nipples, watching his eyes clouded what stood before him. Cersei opened his eyes and recovered one of the fingers of his son, passing smoothly through the wrinkled skin of the breast center, noting how the air escaped him, warm and whimsical, from the lips half open. Joffrey

heard the delicate sound that had escaped from the mouth of his mother, a sound that resembled a brown maid, that girl so pretty that she prepared the bath, did a few nights when He peeked through the shadows of the corridors through the appropriate hole he had in the wooden door of his room. But he soon forgot about it when his fingers almost automatically headed for the other breast, mimicking with all the accuracy I was able movements his mother had told him. The sound was repeated, and the boy smiled against Cersei long hair. It looked back at Ely accompanied him on his smile, feeling again that pride and that bond hard as steel swords. Straightened and she put before him, leaving him to see the nakedness which had previously touched.

"Good King has to please his queen. An unsatisfied woman is like a hungry cat: an animal too dangerous to trust him. He took the Joffrey's chin with two fingers, bringing their faces. I see what you did to the girl Stark. "The boy nodded. Show it to your mother.

Her lips were trembling when Cersei rested on those, but she continued guiding him from the chin trying to make her feel safe, to trust, who flung himself . When did you enter it, felt his mouth dry, but sweet anticipation. He deepened the kiss his shirt rubbing against her bare breasts, trying to gradually reduce the distance between the two bodies, lost in the smells of his childhood and innocence.

"Someday you'll be my king, Joffrey Lannister. "He gave a little moan against his lips. Would you like to call you so, right? "Under the dress, slipped between the legs silk cushions, being seated on the knees bent. Could not help but wonder at the moisture noticed the open, that could only lead to his twin. My King. "Gently, he put his hand soft as a maiden, between the heavy silk dress trimmed. The hand was flesh of his flesh. The hand that someday (not so far) hold the sword of Robert (and as weak) . He looked between the golden hair, hair they were confused, I could not tell if they were yours or your mother. They both smiled and kissed her, wishing all you had to give, to teach, to promise. Just before leading one of the fingers inward, whispered, "The King Joffrey. Joffrey

the Fair ... The last words are hardly distinguished, converted into a ragged gasp that was lost in a sea of pristine curls. The boy began to move his finger, feeling the power he had over his mother at the time, holding it with all the courage of his twelve years. With a nod as consent, Joffrey slipped another, and saw how that first humidity was increasing, impregnating his fingers. He saw his silk pants suddenly seemed too small, pressing his erection against the seams of gold.

Cersei emitted incoherent babbling, grunts knew henchirían of pride to his son and would learn the lesson. I knew the recall. I knew all the times after remember her. He knew, with twisted satisfaction that the buscaríaa always it. That would compare frantically, over and over again, that under the sheets would move his hands up and down, harder, softer, slower, and populate your mind for weeks (probably years).

also knew he had succeeded in giving to Sansa Stark. Joffrey's wish, it would repeat what he had done to her. Would like submit it, bend it, being in control. Undo it until it was reduced to skin and lips trembling imploringly.

And lost in thought, intoxicated by victory, was surprised frantically shaking hands in the hands of his son, his Lannister, abandoning herself to an orgasm that sabíaa pale and golden to scarlet and steel. He warned, with exquisite irony that only knows how to give, it was the first time a king of pleasure trembled.

I hope you enjoyed! despite my clumsiness and my shit xDD
I know that's not exactly what you asked, but I stopped when the muse has told me "until you get here." Anyway, I've done very cariñoy Lannister whole mentality that I have:)

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Joff. Blaine / Kurt. Merlin

Title: Valentine's Dream.
Author: tom_ash
Fandom: Glee
Couple: Blaine / Kurt
Warning: R - with a touch of fluff on specific request.
Notes: Answer the prompt of sheisagentleman and inspiration for the songs she sings in Blaine in the series, as in this fanart thisdoesnotsuck published in tumblr.
Disclaimer: Of course none of the characters I pertecene to me but to the Fox, I cut no ice, nor do I profit in any way with them, nor of the songs.

Behind the thick glass of the male academy "Dalton" students take shelter from the snow late fall further during the last month of winter in Ohio, spent time recovering in the exams that have only recently been completed. The Warblers offer in a few weeks to several concerts to raise funds to attend the Regional at the end of the course, and have begun trials with a vengeance.

But sitting in a comfortable chair by the window, across the auditorium, Kurt notes the outdoor gardens, completely engrossed in the songs you listen to your iPod, and would like to sing, instead their peers Directory choose club. Known to form part of a team which takes decisions by consensus, and there is big difference while studying at the McKinley and Mr. Schuester was the one who chose each and every one of the songs, but feels that at least with his old friends Glee Club, the songs always had a different dye more dynamic and fun. Nearest.

Finish a song and hear the first chords of "Teenage Dream" and as an inanimate self-killer, begins to sing softly, just before being caught by a hand that rests on your shoulder subtle ways. Looks up at him as he continues to sing "You'll be my Valentine " and smile at each other.

- Do you come to rehearsal, sir? - Blaine question with the same sweet smile always.

- After you, sir.

and join the group with no more words than the " Just going to ask you to be my Valentine " Blaine whispers.

Kurt has not been removed that song from the head since I started to study in Dalton, I would say that since he first set foot on the academy and listened to him sing. The play over and over again and always brightens my day. It is a great song that makes you feel good about yourself. The have in mind at all times, in class, in the trials, while trying to study, while showering and during dinner, which pushes a little of his father, who can not bear to be sung at the table, even for test. But you can not avoid, and carries with it nearly three months without getting tired.

♠ ♠ ♠

When

Valentine Blaine takes you to dinner at his house, taking advantage of their parents are traveling and cooking for him, Kurt walks around the house and includes the exquisite decoration of each of stay, and as the music resounds through the Salony you heard singing from the kitchen, he smiles marveled at the table for two that is prepared in the dining room with red candles on a white tablecloth edges black. Slide your hand down the napkins and silverware, and watches for a while the crackling fire in the fireplace, with candles, dim the room lights.

Music accompanying them during dinner decorating their words with a note of intimacy and tenderness quite palpable. They drink wine and food taste too gallantry, all the result of bad jokes and humor. The heat of the fire makes them feel comfortable and safe, and Kurt feels he is in a cloud that will not go down. And instead, it goes up even more, hangs from the arms of Blaine when asked to dance with him. Circling gracefully around the room, the dance style Salony are so ridiculous that they can not help but laugh, but in no when they stop dancing. After a song, another, no matter how many have danced longer, until it sounds the song that won in the semifinal. Kurt looks at him nervously, but Blaine smiles as if to say " Eh, nothing happens, all is well ", and feels much freer.

" Hey, soul sister, I do not want to miss a single thing you do tonight ... "

Kurt dropped his head on the shoulder of Blaine, close your eyes and let the mind wander no more. At this moment only care about the dance, music, the smell of fire and heat, and the aroma given off by the perfume that bears her dance partner. After a while can not remember where it is, and is entered to locate. Find your hazel eyes, looking. Keep this quiet exchange for what seems like an eternity, almost without realizing it, gently rub their noses and their lips are less than a centimeter away. Kurt embraces his neck instinctively tilts his head just when you start kissing, and Blaine grabs him by the waist. The background music goes on in their minds, but I do not dance. Instead, both are melted in a warm kiss seems unwilling to end. Kurt

Then realize that you can finally have all those things you always wanted. That always looked around and could never experience. " Why I can not dance slowly on my prom? "once asked, not long ago, his father, when he still had to contend with the latent homophobia of McKinley High. Now I could. Now you can, in fact, it is dancing right now with someone so open and brave like him, "One of my kind " as his father said would happen. And so it happened. Is real. Very real.

♠ ♠ ♠

" I really can not stay ... "

" But baby, it's cold outside! "

home after the curtains of snow still pressed hard and cold as ever, nothing to do with the heat from the radiators, but he who feels Kurt sprout from his body. Feel burned his face and his hands are sweaty, but inexplicably no longer wears his coat and wearing silk scarf around his neck. Blaine takes you to dark carefully, without letting go of his grip or separate their lips at any time, and so peculiar that do, along the corridors, the best dance of the evening.

The long fingers of pianist Kurt reviewed the fabric of the shirt Blaine, skillfully disarm the buttons above and slide down his neck, making the hair stand on end where it touches. With the other hand is successfully undoing, one by one the buttons of his shirt to expose her slender torso, hugging the inside of the garment while kissing him fervently. Blaine strokes her hair in response, and immediately slide the sleeve on her arms and gets rid of it.

" Mind if I move in closer? "

have just lying on the bed, on Kurt Blaine, shirtless and breathing hard. The dark kisses her neck devocióny Kurt is on the verge of madness. He feels his pants slide to the foot, and notice a sudden chill in the legs that are quickly overshadowed by those fingers now go on their skin. Almost simultaneously, the heat concentrated in the neck begins to fall slowly, and the brown arches her back while feeling his tongue slip under his chest, his abdomen to stand in the navel, which gives way to kiss up to the limit of underwear, and touched the bump to the nose. Kurt pants and licks. Blaine is not lost gesture and grinned, as he goes up and kisses him again, with more force and passion, with much fervor. " Oh, your lips are delicious ... "gasps the dark against Kurt's mouth, and weaves his hands with him over their heads.

- Blaine, I ... - Kurt whispers, looking into her eyes.

- Quiet, I know ... I do not. Rozan

their waists abruptly, looking for maximum friction of its members expectant, and Kurt breaks the tie of his hands and goes back to the tan line of his trousers, which cuts inside and caresses the skin of her buttocks, hard and swollen. Blaine incorporates forward, lie on your back, leading to brown hand to him, so that Kurt just sitting on his lap and undoing the zipper on those pants that by now clogged. He watches from his high position for a few seconds, and think that is the thing incredibly compelling that may exist in the world. Approaches with the decision to bundle tan torso and begins to lick her nipples, causing moans louder than they ever thought she could rip someone.

sheets fly faster than underwear, and when they are completely naked, the room has become the scene of a real battlefield. Blaine Kurt strokes completely, which clings tightly to the head of the bed yelling, and can contain a small scream when you feel Tan's mouth completely around his erection, and suck frenzy. The pleasure is so intense you can not open my eyes, because thousands of fireworks will cloud the mind, and feels that he is going to explode at any time. It comes second after Blaine is incorporated and then conquer the lips of brown, which in contact with the new kiss, feel a strange sense of emptiness when she noticed that the heat given off by was lower, making it fly.

- Do you want to proceed? - Asked Blaine to his ear.

- I've been wanting for some time now ...

" The way you turn me on ... "

With the greatest of care, Kurt Blaine prepares to invade it in a way that nobody ever has, and always covers him with kisses and caresses that make Kurt not be afraid, but more wait anxiously for the moment. Will hold him while entering inside, moderate strength and speed and has much contact with his partner, until the intrusióny habitúaa it relaxes. Increase the heat and vibration in their bodies. Begin to sweat and groan with force the pace of the attacks, going up speed after a few minutes. Blaine joins a little and arched her back letting her head fall back while continuing to penetrate without rest. Kurt Brown around the waist with his legs in a desperate attempt to feel more in him, but he knows that if that happened would stop merging into one, if you have not already done so.

force doubles act slowly and gradually lose their original delicacy: Blaine pushed strongly against the hips of the brown spider it completely back and requests it to continue at that speed, or more and more even stronger. At that time noticed the bed shake, shake notice the wall, tremble even notice the curtains and behind them the windows. It has nothing to do with them, but with the wind lashing out and dragging the snowflakes against the glass, but inside, including two only matter tremor felt in the chest, stomach, between the legs, under arms, behind the ears to the lips ... They devour each other with lust and extreme allegiance, biting each piece of skin exposed to the scope and drinking from the lips of the other as pilgrims thirsty in the middle of a desert.

After a last groan drowned, Blaine increases the rate of your hips at a speed completely delusional and shout in unison as climaxes. Cae rendered on Kurt's body, his head on his chest, and he embraced him gasping, unable to stop shaking and spasms. Remain in this position for several minutes, listening to the sound of his breathing altered without departing from an inch for fear of losing heat or all vanish. After a while Blaine up the neck, looking lips Kurt, who immediately respond to the call, and hands him to the pillow over your head rests, and on which they fall asleep later Exhausted after an encounter so impetuous.

♠ ♠ ♠

When Kurt is still open your eyes at night, still snowing outside and Blaine still sleeping beside her. Is your face first thing you see, they fell into a deep sleep when there were still face to face, hugging and with their foreheads together. We observed a good time while you sleep, and take good detail of his face relaxed, his slight smile and her breathing almost imperceptibly. Take note of how your body shrinks in a beautiful to sleep without getting cold, and how their hair looks with the same sensuality as always, as usual. Cut back the space that separated her lips and gives a short kiss, which awakens.

" My heart stops When you look at me "

smile in silence, with a twinkle in his eyes and short kisses are repeated until they drop the dream again. The sun begins to appear just after that time.

"Just one touch baby now I believe: This is real "

Certainly, this has also been very real.

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Title: Author Perfect
: Sanacham
couple : Jace / Alec
Order: vrydeus
Fandom: The immortal devices
Rating: NC-17 .
Summary: When Jace was still not sure how I felt about Alec, sex was quite erratic and uncomfortable, as if there is no decision at all. Now that Jace finally realized that this is what you want, sex is brutal. In a good way.


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perfect. merlin / morgana

author: darkilluz
fandom: merlin
couples: merlin / morgana
warnings: hard r. also sexual themes, possible spoilers for the third season.
note: this prompt to order by desperatesmirks

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Inevitable - SPN - Dean / Bela

Author: obsscure
Title: Inevitable.
Fandom: Supernatural .
Couple: Dean / Bela.
Petition: coreisfun here.
Rating: NC-17 .
Summary: Dean has lost Colt and Bela is the only thing left to hate.
Notes: Based on 3x15 .


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This is only ours. Jon / Robb

Title: This is only our
Author: vanhea_scratch
Fandom: Asoiaf
Claim: Jon / Robb
Notes: response to request of factionb of cosasdemayores community
Warnings: R


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Fandom: Skins
Author: cloe2gs
Couple: Effy / Katie. Terms of Effy / Freddy and Katie / Freddy
Request: Request of rosesrainspell
Ranting: the road between R and NC-17. Let it is quite explicit.
Summary: One night in Bristol. Effy Effy and Katie still hate everything having to do with it. It is good to play fire and Katie is about to find out. Some hate it is just better to let them pass.
Warning: Contains Femslash (ie girl / girl) some bad language and quite PWP resounding (almost no plot)
Notes: is located between the third and fourth season

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Crash and Burn
Author: le_mousquetaire
Fandom: Hawaii Five-O
Danny Williams / Steve McGarrett
Promtp order by lea_asun1
NC-17, language.



- Will we still discussing this? - Steve drove with the same nonchalance as ever, at high speed and maintaining eyes on the road within the minimum safety standard. Iban way Danny department, having closed yet another successful event, which was equivalent to the use of hundreds of ammunition, several thousand dollars in property damage, a couple of criminals in the hospital, Chin and Kono with scrapes and bruises, Steve with a large bruise in the chest and Danny absolutely furious.

- While you do not understand the concept of protocol or the mere thought of having to wait for backup before entering a crowded gunmen property without respect for human life, let's have this discussion many times as necessary to ensure that information into that big head of yours to Neanderthal or even kill me a stroke of sheer frustration. - Danny had not stopped scolding from the time they had to drag him out of the warehouse to explode where they had come to rescue the briefcase containing the list of buyers of the huge load of narcotics that had just been recovered, along with dozen subjects who had undergone Kono and Chin the hard way and was terrified to force Danny to talk incessantly about the garbage they were and all the trouble they had caused.

- needed that list to incriminate them, Danny, the winery was about to explode and we would lose the only evidence we had against ...

- The important part here and apparently you keep ignoring, is that the fucking cellar would burst ! - Danny's voice had risen eighth with every word and Steve was beginning to find more annoying than fun in the sermon he had almost an hour listening. - And not only that you went there risking your fucking ass, oh no, but I had to risk my going after you, because your mind and all your training are not enough to help you discern between a calculated risk and absolute risk Unnecessary ... - Danny gesturing as he spoke, his hand strengthened in comprehensive and accurate movements, points most important of his summing up of events.

Steve had taken the way home half an hour ago, taking advantage of Danny was completely concentrated on kicking his ass figuratively and not paying attention to the road. Camaro parked in the garage outside palapa in the back of his house and killed the engine, giving you time to finish speaking Danny and realize where they were, what was still a few minutes.

- And why the hell we're in your home? - Steve left the car and headed for the entrance does not respond, confident that Danny would follow, just to keep yelling or fighting with him to take the car keys. I was getting a couple of beers in the fridge when I heard the door close shut.

- Give me the keys, McGarrett, or I swear to God I'll take my knife and I cut each one of the pockets of your fucking pants. - Steve put the bottle of beer in hand and went into the yard, showing him the car keys, challenging him to follow him and take away.

- If you think a beer and the fantastic view you have here will make me forget how bad I have spent today, you have no idea what you're doing ... - it took a long sip of beer and dropped into the beach chair next to Steve. - Required much more than that to make me change my mood, you can call Rachel to ask some advice about dealing with me when I get well.

were silent for a few minutes, enjoying the beer, the view and sunset.

- will it help if I say I'm sorry? - Steve could see the half smile of Danny, apparently the worst of the storm had passed.

- But do you really regret?, I mean, I can trust you not to do it again next time, it can be, not in the next 24 hours? - And there was the hope that Steve had finally recovered Danny calm.

- And I'm dead serious McGarrett, I know you've spent your whole adult life as a soldier and trained you to put the mission above all, who always worked alone and learned not to depend on anyone. - Danny ... - Shut up and listen, ok? - Danny is on his feet and walked steadily against Steve, watching him come and go, with the gesture seriously and visibly uncomfortable with the direction of the conversation.

- You are part of a team, Steve, a computer, by the way, you yourself chose. - Steve tried to speak but a simple gesture of Danny stopped him. - This team knows what it does and has more your common sense. What you do, that you jump head without looking back, to make decisions without consulting your computer, is a complete lack of respect for Kono and Chin, and probably the reason why I will end this year with an ulcer, if not held in prison after you've killed with my own hands.

Danny walked a few feet away, giving space for your words to take effect. Steve ran his hands through his hair, unwilling to accept that Danny was right. He was the one who constantly reminded them were family, Five-O was Ohana. All those years in the military had taught him not to wait for someone to watch your back and rely on their own. Now it was part of a team that trusted him and who was responsible and to whom did little for acting so rashly as he was doing.

- Sorry Danny, really sorry ... - said with absolute sincerity. Danny even went back to him, but he could see, the way his shoulders are relaxed, that his apology had been heard, but was still pending whether it would be fully accepted.

- Give me the keys and once we finish this fucking shitty day ... - Danny turned, extending a hand, snapping his fingers to emphasize its urgency. Steve did not want to separate with the weight of that conversation among them, knowing as he did, that his partner would go home with frustration over, even angry about what had happened.

So he took another risk stupid, just because they could not change a whole life in a moment. Showed him the keys and put them in the pocket of his trousers.

- Come for them, then. - Noted the expression of utter disbelief in the eyes of Danny and felt his pulse speed ahead. This would be very, very good.

- Oh, do you really think that's going to stop? - He walked slowly, measuring each step and Steve could not help your body put on alert before the decided gesture of her partner. - Perhaps you have ninja training and go to know what the hell else, but I grew up in Jersey, Brah , and some tricks too ...

- Well, tough guy, show me how ... - I was standing up while talking when Danny jumped on him, shooting him in the sand, using elbows and knees to keep it under control. It was the surprise of the attack which helped him to keep his back against the ground, using his weight on his hips to prevent the move, while looking for the keys in his pocket.

- Ja! - Danny showed him the keys, smiling from ear to ear, pleased himself for having expired, relaxed for the first time in hours. Steve felt something inside my chest, feeling powerful and unknown that made up half, taking Danny's face in his hands and kiss him without thinking of nothing but the smile on his lips.

knew I had to stop, knew there was no justification for what he was doing, but I could not do more than kiss the mouth that never silent, and I was finally responding to contact you, seeking to impose, as always, wanting have the last word, claiming her lips in a full stroke of urgency and anger.

Danny was the one who pulled away first, looking at him with narrowed eyes, as if expecting a trap behind this unexpected gesture. He stood up, slowly, without saying a word, extending his hand to help him stand.

As soon Steve was upright, Danny dropped his arm and walked into the house. Steve does not know what to do for a while, until he realized that Danny was probably way out the door.

- Danny, wait. - He ran to catch and caught one arm, forcing him to stop. Danny tried to escape, but Steve was not willing to let go. - You can not just leave, not after ...

- I can not do this, Steve, I can not, not right now ... - Steve dropped his arm, a little confused by the tone of his voice and the expression of utter desolation on his face.

- What are you talking about? - He came, imposed by its height, forcing him to face him, blocking his path to the exit. - I do not know what that is, right?, I'm as confused as you. But this is something real and not think any of us can continue to deny it, considering what you have out there.

Danny raised his arms and put both hands behind his head, a few steps away, Steve knew he was pressing, but for the sake of friendship and employment, needed to clarify the situation as soon as possible.

- I can not handle this right now, Steve, so forget it and continue as usual, okay? - Danny smiled at him and hit him in the shoulder with a closed fist, playing it down the whole thing. But Steve is not willing to leave it at that. Knowing Danny as he knew, he was sure that things would never be the same and that his companion would lock itself again, making sure each of his movements and his words, doing everything in their power to avoid what had happened that afternoon, back to happen again.

- No, Sorry, Danny, but I'm not willing to continue to ignore this, at least now I know that you are not indifferent to what is happening between us ... - Now only if there was a small gap between them and Danny listened with pursed lips and arms folded across his chest, marking a clear line between them. Steve tentatively approached one of his hands to the face of Danny, who carefully watched his every move, her whole body tense, like a cornered animal to wait a signal to launch the attack. As soon

Steve's fingers touched his skin, Danny broke. Steve pushed with all his strength, making him stumble. Luckily, the couch was behind him and stopped his fall. Trying to get back on their feet when he found Danny's body over his, pushing him against the cushions, his mouth on hers and his hands looking skin under his clothes, made contradicting what his words had secured a few minutes ago.

Danny's kisses were like himself, passionate, explosive and devastating. Steve tried to keep up, not to get carried away by anger that Danny pushed his tongue against yours or how their hands clung to his body with enough force to leave marks. Steve tried to restrain him, to slow things up, to lengthen the time a little more.

But Danny was not going to let you control the situation, all his stubbornness Steve focused on carrying the limit of his sanity. Before he knew it, Danny had unzipped his pants, stroking on the boxers, while his mouth down his chest and his other hand pulling a leg to get space, then work on their own pants, his erection requiring some attention. Steve

tried again to calm things down, struggling to regain control of his body, which was now completely at the mercy of the caresses of Danny, who had no intention of stopping. As he could, caught Danny's face body and hands him face and look him up. A storm of emotions clouded the blue eyes of Danny and Steve did not know what to do with it. She kissed him, taking his time, running his tongue the corners of his lips, stroking his chin, looking for his pulse in his neck.

But Danny did not understand reasons and after a few minutes to let Steve enjoy the taste and texture of her skin beneath his lips, he returned to the attack. One of his hands pulled down his boxers and without many ruthlessly began to stroke him as his own erection pushing against her hips, looking for some friction. Danny

kissed furiously biting his lips, his free hand on his neck, pinning, while her other hand up and down his erection, without rhythm, slowly and tortuously, pushing against her belly, groaning against her lips, too angry to talk. Steve

shuddered from head to toe, his body reacting to the frontage of Danny, who would not give one iota of control, crazed with each touch of his lips, with every turn of his hand, with every thrust of his hips against her belly. Steve was holding Danny's shoulders, as if afraid of falling if they let go. His mouth moved against Danny, feeling the metallic taste of blood mixed with saliva, a sign of the violence that Danny had been kissing for what felt hours and were probably not more than a few minutes.

Danny felt tense under his hands, his hand on his erection their pace and his mouth a moment away from his lips. He opened his eyes, could not even remember having closed and watched the expression on the face of Danny. Her eyes were tightly shut, biting her lip, stifling a deep groan that wanted to escape his throat. Steve pushed his body against Danny, kissing her neck, letting your teeth will rub the skin, where his pulse beat faster, murmuring his name. A shiver ran through Danny and Steve felt him cum on his belly. Some

seconds later it was he who let out a deep groan, running at the same time, his whole body shaken by the force of his orgasm, Danny's breath on his neck, the smell of sweat and sex. For the thrill of finally being able to have this, to have Danny, trembling in his arms.

But the feeling only lasted a moment. Danny got up slowly, fitting clothes, breathe deeply a few times, trying to regain some composure.

Steve tried to stop him, but still could not regain control of their limbs, surprised that Danny would stand. He had to make a real effort to get off the couch when he saw Danny take the keys to the Camaro, which had ended on the floor in the middle of the episode, apparently determined to continue with its plan to return home.

- Danny ... - I watched you finish getting your shirt tucked in and settle the tousled hair.

- I need space to think, so far from you as possible ... - approached him and kissed him deep and long, his hands on his knees. Steve responded to the touch, happy, confident now that Danny would consider things after their analysis alone, at their own pace and in a place where he felt safe.

- We're fine, right? - Said on the lips, and kiss and kiss, taking advantage of proximity and Danny do not let him stop you. - Tell me that tomorrow we'll be okay and that this is not the last time we do this. - Danny leaned his forehead against hers, his eyes closed, smiling despite himself.

- As if you were to leave me alone after that ... - kissed him again, smiling away in a hurry when Steve got his hands on his shoulders and tried to lure him back to the sofa beside him. - No, McGarrett, seriously, I must go now. Tomorrow I see you in the office and, well, see what happens, do you think?

finally turned away and walked slowly toward the door while Steve was dropped on the couch, with a smile of total satisfaction on his lips. Heard the car away and let him sleep expired.

Tomorrow would be a great day.

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