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shanachie_quillTitle: Family Secrets Part Two
Characters: Steve McGarrett, Danny Williams, Grace Williams
Fandom: Hawaii Five-O (Shifter Verse AU)
Summary: Danny swears if he repeats something enough times, he’ll get it through Steve’s thick skull. Maybe if he shows the other man what he means, it’ll be clearer.
Rating: R
Warnings: swearing, nakedness, discussion of male sex (non-graphic)
Disclaimer: Yeah, the boys don’t belong to me and honestly neither does the idea of Shifter verse…but everyone is being nice enough to let me play :-)
Author's Note: This is part two of two…This started out as Steve and Danny telling Grace the truth and then took a left, a right, and then wow just went completely off the reservation…so I hope y’all enjoy. *grumbles at characters who won’t f’ing do as they’re supposed to* Go read part one first or this will make no sense whatsoever.
After supper, Grace immediately tried to escape, but Danny gave her the fatherly evil eye and she immediately turned around and began clearing the table. Steve didn’t seem a bit surprised although it was most likely something he and Mary had been required to do as children. They managed to work around each other pretty well, putting leftovers away and getting the dishes rinsed and into the dishwasher. Danny managed to convince Steve that just this once it would be safe to leave the pans in the sink. Glancing around the kitchen as Steve finished putting the pots and pans in to soak; Danny nodded to the back door, sending Grace out to the lanai. “You ready to do this?” he asked as Steve paced around the kitchen again, looking to make sure everything was cleaned up.
“Ya know maybe this isn’t such a good idea,” Steve replied. “I’m not sure she needs to know.”
Danny crossed the room to him, backing Steve up until the taller man was pressed up against the cabinets, bracketed by his body. “We talked about this. We discussed this. Hell, we’ve screamed at each other about this. If you are serious about this, we need to tell Grace.”
Steve tried to take a breath in, tried to settle his nerves, but when he inhaled, all he could smell, all he could sense was Danny, was his hoa hana. And that just reminded him that he still hadn’t told Danny everything. That Danny himself didn’t know the entirety of what was going on between them. Danny knew that Steve wanted him, the tiger wanted him for Steve, but he didn’t know all of what it meant. He didn’t know that sex with him would bind Danny to him…for life.
When Steve didn’t move, Danny reached out, brushing his knuckles down the taller man’s chest. Steve shuddered under his touch, leaning towards him and wrapping an arm around his waist. As Danny looked up to see what had captured Steve’s attention, Steve tilted his head down. He waited a moment and when Danny didn’t pull away, he closed the last few centimeters between their mouths; covering the shorter man’s lips with his own. As much as he longed to devour Danny’s taste, to open his mouth and coax Danny’s open and to find out what exactly his hoa hana tasted like at the source, he was conscious of Grace just a few short feet away so he settled for ghosting his tongue out quickly and swiping it across Danny’s lips, dragging the flavor into his own mouth to savor as Danny pulled back, glancing into the backyard to check on his daughter. “She’s fine,” Steve murmured.
“There’s an ocean…” Danny protested.
“And she knows better than to go anywhere near it without supervision,” Steve replied, taking advantage of having Danny so close to him. He ran his fingers over the other man, mapping him, memorizing him.
“Steve, I…”
Steve released him, even as he asked, “Do you really think I’d put her in any danger?”
Danny turned back to face him, a hand on the door. “No, but do you understand that sometimes I’m a little irrational about my daughter?”
Steve smirked, snagging a bottle of water and following him out onto the lanai where Grace was looking into the darkness, a look of almost sadness on her face. His retort died on his lips as he tried to figure out what she was searching for. “What’s going on?” he asked Danny quietly.
“She was looking for fireflies,” Danny answered. “I had to tell her there weren’t any here.”
“So let’s give her something she won’t find anywhere else,” Steve replied. He rolled his shoulders, trying to ease the tension out of them. “I can’t…I can’t change in front of her like I did you. It’s not something she needs to see. But I want to tell her. Sit her down here and tell her. Like we talked about and then…I’ll walk away and come back…”
Danny ran a comforting hand down his back. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”
Steve shook his head, glancing up at the moon. “I can’t. I won’t. Tomorrow night, I won’t be able to hold on and I’ll have to change. It’s easier with you here. Easier to decide when I want to change, but…if I don’t change at all.”
“You’re more of a pissy bastard than usual. I get that.” Danny smiled in response. “I guess there’s no easy way to do this?” When Steve shook his head in reply, Danny raised his voice, calling, “Grace? Come here, please.”
Grace came willingly enough, climbing onto Danny’s lap when he sat down and facing the two of them curiously. After a few minutes, she looked over her shoulder at Danny. “Danno, what did you want?”
Danny took a deep breath, trying to figure out how to phrase this. It wasn’t like he told his daughter every day that someone she trusted could turn into a wild animal. “Steve is pretty special, Monkey,” he started.
“I know that,” she interrupted in the tone of voice that said he was just being silly.
“Let me,” Steve broke in, putting a hand on Danny’s shoulder. He came off his chair, moving to crouch in front of the two of them. “My family came to the Islands many, many years ago,” he began and Danny looked down at him. This wasn’t a story that Steve had shared with him, not this way, but he had a feeling this was the way Steve himself had heard it at one time. “One day, a girl of the family went for a walk into the jungle. She came across a kika, a tiger.” He saw Grace’s eyes light up at the word and nodded, but put a finger to her lips when she started to speak. “At first she was terrified because she was armed with only a small knife, but the tiger didn’t attack. Instead the animal lay down near her and waited until she approached him. Then, to her amazement he turned into a young man.”
“But, Steve!” Grace started to protest.
“Who’s telling this story?” Steve asked, looking up at her with an expression of mock reproof.
“All right, but it better have a believable ending,” she told him, crossing her arms and looking down her nose at him.
Danny grinned at Steve over her head, proud of his little girl for not taking him at face value even if he knew the truth. “The young man thanked her for not stabbing him because that tended to hurt. Then he explained that he was a very special kika. The Hawaiians had asked many, many, many years before for a protector who could walk among both the animals and the people. They had been blessed with a family who could shift between tiger form and human form. To help them adjust to their new form, the family was gifted with two helpers. As a family they were guided by another family who knew their secret who became known as Alaka’I their guides. And each individual shifter eventually found their hoa hana. He was very happy that she had not hurt him or run from him because he had been watching her for many weeks, trying to work out how to approach her. Normally the hoa hana was someone who was aware of the history of the shifters, but every so often someone new was chosen and this time she was the one.”
“But what does this have to do with me? Or Daddy?” Grace asked. “We aren’t part of your family. Wait. Are you like the tiger? Or the woman?” She bounced on Danny’s knee. “You can turn into a tiger?!”
Steve chuckled softly. “Why does your daughter believe me and it took some convincing to get you to believe me?”
“Because my daughter is seven and still believes in Santa Claus,” Danny pointed out and when Grace turned to glare at him, he added, “I didn’t say there wasn’t a Santa, Monkey! It was an example, pointing out that you believe things…why am I explaining this to you?”
“Because you’re the dad,” Grace answered reasonably. “That’s what you do.”
“She’s got you there,” Steve replied.
Danny pointed at Steve. “You, not helping.” Tilting Grace back in his arms, he tickled her for a moment, making her giggle. “And you, missy. Are you okay with this?”
Grace considered the story for a moment, once Danny had flipped her back upright. “Can you turn into a tiger?” she asked Steve seriously.
“I can,” Steve answered. “And that’s part of the reason your daddy and you are here for the weekend. I can choose when I turn into a tiger, but with the full moon up, it’s better for me to decide to be a tiger.”
“Can I see you be a tiger?” she asked, leaning forward.
“I don’t want to change in front of you,” he told her. “It’s not very pretty and it’s not something I think you should see, but yes, once I’m a tiger, you can see me.” He held her eyes for a moment. “You understand that I’ll be very big and kinda scary, right? I won’t be a little kitty, but I won’t hurt you. I’ll still be Steve.”
Grace stuck a finger in her mouth for a moment, considering it, before twisting around and looking at Danny. “Have you seen him?”
Danny nodded. “He’s big. And he’s a little scary at first, but he won’t hurt you. And I won’t leave you alone with him until you feel safe with him. Because I trust him with you.”
Steve smiled at him, knowing the amount of trust Danny was showing in him by saying that to Grace. Pushing himself to his feet, he pointed to the strand of trees off to one side. “I’m going to go over there. I’ll come back as a tiger, okay?”
Grace turned herself around to peer at Danny as Steve disappeared into the trees. “Is this the special thing you wanted to tell me about?”
Danny nodded. “Yeah.” He hugged Grace to him. “Are you okay with this?” He studied her for a minute. “Little scary, huh?”
“You said he’s still Steve though?” she asked. “He’ll still understand us?”
“Yup,” Danny confirmed, then nudged her as he noticed the fronds stirring. “Looks like he’s coming out.”
Grace clutched at his arm as the large tiger slinked towards them. He stopped a few feet from them, sitting down on his haunches and eying them. Grace eyed him back, but Danny was pleased to see she didn’t look scared…exactly. She was definitely fascinated, but she also wasn’t moving any closer to him. Steve seemed to realize that this might take a while and that it wasn’t going to be easy because he didn’t move towards Grace, but acted as if he wasn’t even interested in her. After a few minutes of staring at her, he got to his feet again, stretching from tip to tail; Danny knew he had to be itchy, but he wasn’t indicating that he wanted to be scratched like normal. After watching the two of them for a moment, he stepped around them and took off down towards the beach. “Where’s he going?” Grace asked.
“Looks like the sand or water,” Danny observed. He shook his head; apparently even in cat form the crazy man was a fish. Sighing, he shifted Grace so he could get to his feet. “Come on, we’d better follow him.”
Steve was at the water’s edge, but hadn’t actually gone in. As Danny and Grace approached him, he looked over his shoulder then turned back, dropping into the sand and putting his head down. “Are you trying to hide, Steve?” Grace asked as she crouched down a few feet from him. “You almost can.” She hunkered down lower so she was eye to eye with him and inched closer until their noses touched. “Hi,” she whispered.
Danny eased himself down next to them, reaching out and rubbing the top of Steve’s head. “Any particular reason we had to chase you down here?” he asked, not really expecting an answer.
Steve shifted his gaze to Danny for a minute before facing Grace again as if the girl would run away if he took his eyes off her for too long. Grace was still staring at Steve, but hadn’t touched him yet. Danny edged closer, putting his arm around his daughter. “Grace E, remember it’s still Steve. He’s not going to hurt you. Just gentle…”
“Like with Mr. Hoppy?” Grace asked.
“Probably not that gentle,” Danny replied.
Grace reached out tentatively and stroked a hand across Steve’s head, giggling as he arched into the touch. “He’s soft,” she said in amazement. She reached out again with more confidence this time and settled into a rhythm after a minute, scratching around his ears and across his head. Steve closed his eyes in bliss, edging closer to her as she leaned forward to reach better. “You like that, don’t you?” she asked him.
Danny laughed at the sight; not sure which amused him more. “You glutton,” he teased Steve. “I think you wanted to tell her just so you had someone else to pet you.”
Grace turned to look at Danny. “It’s okay if I do this, right, Daddy?”
“Yes, Monkey, it’s okay. Steve’ll let you know if he doesn’t want you to do something.”
Steve stood up abruptly, shaking off the little bit of sand that stuck to the top of his fur, and nudged at first Danny and then Grace. “What’s he want?” Grace asked, receiving a shrug from Danny and another nudge from Steve in response. “You know this doesn’t work very well since you can’t tell me what you want,” she informed him. The tiger looked at her, before stretching out and licking up her arm and across her face, drawing a giggle out of her. She wiped her face and glared at him. “Yuck!”
Danny rolled his eyes, glad that Grace was taking this well. “Steve, she did have a bath already today.”
Steve shifted, a movement Danny just caught but didn’t have time to react to; as the tiger lunged. His breath left his lungs in a whoosh as they hit the sand, Grace letting out a squeal until she realized Steve hadn’t hurt him, but was standing over him and licking his face. Danny was attempting to protest, but every time he opened his mouth, Steve darted his tongue near it. Finally Danny got his arm up between the tiger’s mouth and his face blocking him. “Get off me, you asshole!” he shouted.
“Dad-dy!” Grace yelled at him and Danny twisted his head to see her staring at him with her hands on her hips. “Swear jar!” she scolded him.
Danny dropped his head back into the sand. “How is this my life?” he whined. “I’m being pinned by a three hundred plus pound tiger and my daughter is yelling at me for swearing.” He shoved at Steve again as the tiger didn’t move. “Just get off.”
With a huff, Steve finally moved, padding over to Grace and allowing the girl to put an arm around his neck. Danny glared at them both as he hauled himself to his feet and proceeded to brush the sand and dried seaweed from his body. “Both of you, back to the house. And, Grace? It’s bed time when we get up there.”
“But, Daddy,” Grace started to protest.
“Grace, you want to go swimming tomorrow. And I assume do other things…so I suggest you head back up to the house now.” Danny leveled her with his best ‘I mean business’ look and she went without anymore protest, well aware that he would withdraw his permission if she didn’t follow directions. With her well on her way, Danny turned his attention to the tiger now sitting at his side. “And, you. Don’t think we aren’t going to have a LONG talk when you’re human again so I know you aren’t ignoring me or pretending to misunderstand me. And it’s going to start with me talking and you not saying a word. I do believe there are some things you’ve neglected to tell me about you, your nature, and what a hoa hana is.” He called after Steve who started to slink away, “And do not think you can hide by NOT CHANGING BACK!”
Steve had vanished by the time Danny made it up to the house, but Grace was in her pajamas and waiting for him. She was obviously bursting with questions, but let Danny lift her up in his arms and carry her towards the room they’d put her things in earlier. She laid her head on Danny’s shoulder as they made their way up the stairs. “Can I call Steve kika now?” she asked as Danny set her down on the bed.
“You’ll have to ask Steve that tomorrow,” Danny replied, pulling the blankets back and tucking her in. “What are we reading tonight?”
“Pippi Longstocking,” she answered.
“Okay.” Danny found the book in her bag, settling in next to her and finding the page they’d left off on. As he started to read, Steve nudged the door open and padded inside. Danny smiled at him, but continued to read to Grace. Long before he finished the chapter, Grace had drifted off and he shut the book, kissing her softly and slipping from the room with Steve on his heels. He stretched as he started down the hall; angling towards the guest room where he normally crashed on the nights he ended up staying at the house.
He’d almost made it to the room when something slammed into him, sending him careening into the wall. Only throwing his hands up in reflex kept him from slamming his head against the sheetrock. “What the fuck?” he demanded, looking down and finding Steve at his side. “Are you trying to kill me?”
Steve grabbed the seam of his jeans, tugging him in the direction he wanted the blonde to go. “All right, I got it. Danny follow the tiger dictator. Could you not rip my pants?” Danny sighed as Steve didn’t let go of him. “Yeah, I figured that was a long shot.” When Steve growled softly at him in response, he just glared. “Yeah, not any scarier than when you do it as a human since I kinda doubt you’re gonna actually hurt me on purpose.”
Steve didn’t dignify that with a reply, but continued to herd Danny down the hall and into his own room, finishing by pushing the other man so he sat down on the bed. Danny looked around, then over at Steve who had taken up a guard position in front of the door and was quite clearly settling in for the night. “Excuse me? What exactly is your point here?” Danny insisted. “My stuff and my bed are down the hall.”
Steve huffed, but hauled himself to his feet and walked over to the closet, pulling a duffel bag out and dragging it over to Danny. That accomplished, he retook his position by the door and closed his eyes, obviously ready to sleep. “Steve? I can’t sleep here.”
One eye cracked open and the tiger looked at him before rolling over and presenting his back to Danny, conversation clearly over as far as he was concerned.
“Fine, but I’m not finished with you. We’re going to discuss this in the morning, McGarrett.” Digging what he needed out of the duffel, Danny took refuge in the attached bath for a minute. He was just going to have to deal with this in the morning…he had learned it was impossible to argue with a McGarrett that couldn’t argue back.
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The warmth next to Danny made him burrow closer without thinking, that moment between wakefulness and sleeping not letting his brain remember that he wasn’t married anymore and there shouldn’t be another weight in bed with him. His hand reached out; stroking the skin next to him and it was the hard firm muscles rather than smooth curves that actually woke him up. He blinked his blue eyes open to meet Steve’s hazel ones. And the fact that it doesn’t freak him out probably doesn’t bother him as much as it should. Until he realized Steve was still naked…and laying on top of the covers. “Steve,” he hissed as he tried to dig the blanket out from under the other man’s body, “my daughter is down the hall!”
Steve winced. “Um, actually, Kono and Chin came and got her about two hours ago. I didn't figure it'd be a problem if they took her swimming."
"They had better not be teaching her to SURF, McGarrett!"
Steve rolled, pinning Danny beneath his body. “Relax, Danno. They didn’t take her to North Shore or anywhere dangerous. They’re swimming at Waikiki which is probably the least dangerous beach on the island and we’re going to meet them for a late breakfast.” He nuzzled against the smaller man’s neck, trying to get him to relax. “We’re all well aware of your feelings about surfing and bikinis and Grace. But…” He gave in, unable to resist with Danny so close and ghosted his mouth across the other man’s throat and mouth, stealing a taste. “I also know how mad you were last night and figured we were going to yell at each other. I didn’t want Grace to hear that.”
Danny took advantage of Steve’s distracted state, planting his feet and heaving. Normally he wouldn’t be able to dislodge the other man, not because Steve was heavier, but he tended to make sure he immobilized Danny when he pinned him. Moving quickly Danny reversed their positions, crouching above Steve, his knees on either side of the man’s slim hips and his hands flat on the bed. “Don’t call me ‘Danno’.”
Steve smirked up at him, not in the least bit perturbed to find himself under Danny. Reaching up, he threaded a hand into the hair on the back of Danny’s head, slowly pulling him downwards. His other hand moved to Danny’s back, spreading across the skin there as if soaking up as much as he could.
The entire time Danny’s head moved slowly, inevitablely closer, Steve kept his eyes locked on the other man’s, waiting for any sign that Danny didn’t want this. By the time their mouths met, they were both breathing heavily and it wasn’t so much a kiss as a claiming as Steve’s tongue swept into Danny’s mouth finally learning his taste as well as drawing needy whimpers from him.
“You’re right,” Steve admitted softly when Danny finally pulled away, needing more than the air they had been sharing.
It took a second, but Steve’s words finally permeated the fog Danny’s brain had fallen into. “The fuck?!” he demanded. “I’m right?! What the hell do you mean I’m RIGHT?!”
Steve shrugged, smooth muscles rolling beneath his skin, and doing interesting things to the places where he and Danny were still pressed together. “Just that. You’re right. I haven’t been telling you the whole story.”
Danny sat upright, ignoring the hard press of Steve’s cock against his ass, and waved his hands in agitation. “No. No! No! You do not get to do this! You do not get to derail me by crawling into bed with me. Naked! And kissing me! And then telling me I’m right! No!”
Steve bit his lip to avoid laughing at the man above him. “You do realize you sound most offended by me being naked right? And that you’re the one sitting on top of me?”
Danny glared at him before scrambling off the bed. “Get up! And put some pants on!”
Steve stretched for a minute, but another glare from Danny had him rolling off the bed and sauntering over to the dresser. Danny rubbed a hand over his face, trying to ignore the acres of bare tan skin in front of him. There was absolutely no reason for him to gravitate towards Steve as the other man rifled through the drawers, looking for something to wear. Finally Steve gave up on dragging out the moment and pulled a pair of cargo shorts out of the drawer, pulling them up over his hips and fastening them. Turning around, he faced Danny, crossing his arms over his chest. “Aren’t you at all happy I said you were right?”
“No because you’re using it to derail me,” Danny replied.
Steve sighed. “I’m not. Really I’m not. Do you get that this is difficult for me? I’ve never had to explain all this to someone. I never expected to have to explain this. And in case you haven’t noticed…”
“Communication isn’t your strong point. Yeah I got that.” Danny sighed too as he realized his anger was pretty much gone. In this case, he really couldn’t stay angry with Steve. The man was only trying to protect himself. “Wait, what do you mean you haven’t had to explain this?”
Steve’s hands clutched at his arms, obviously wanting to reach for something else. “Can we do this elsewhere? I’ll talk to you. Yell with you. Whatever. But can we do it outside or in another room?”
Danny frowned at him. “Why?”
“Because right now all I can smell in here is how horny you were when you woke up and it’s driving me insane,” Steve snapped.
Danny blinked before spinning around and leaving the room, unable to actually respond to that. Steve hung his head for a minute, then followed after Danny tracking him down on the lanai. “I’m sorry,” he said softly when Danny didn’t turn and face him, but continued staring at the ocean.
“No, just no,” Danny replied. “You don’t get to say shit like that to me when you’re getting your rocks off with Catherine. You don’t…you just don’t get to jerk me around like this anymore, Steve. Either you’re honest with me. Or I’m done with this crap. We’re partners at Five-O and that’s it. I’m done.”
“Please.” Steve reached towards him. “Please, you can’t.” Dropping down, he didn’t feel anything as he hit the lanai, the idea that Danny might leave him, that he might not have him anymore blinding him to everything else.
Danny moved to him, gathering the taller man into his arms, not even realizing he’d done it until he felt the weight of the other man against him. “Stop it,” he told him. “Just…” He shifted his weight, trying to find a comfortable position for the two of them. “God, how do we end up in this situation?”
Steve mumbled something and Danny jostled him, indicating he wanted him to repeat it. “We’re stubborn bastards,” he said.
Danny leaned against the chair near-by. “We are? More like you are.” He kissed the side of Steve’s head. “I have no idea what to do with you.”
“I’m not fucking Catherine,” Steve said quietly. “I’m not saying I never did. And I’m not saying I didn’t since I met you, but I’m not now. What do you want to know?”
Danny shifted, the position they were in aggravating his knee and not being kind to the rest of his body either. “Could we sit on a chair?” he asked. “I think you have one big enough to hold two people, but the concrete is killing me.”
“Of course.” Steve quickly got to his feet, pulling Danny up after him and running hands over his knee. He herded the other man over to a chair, settling him in and fussing over him until Danny batted his hands away and pulled Steve down to sit with him. For a few minutes, Steve just soaked in the comfort of having Danny so close to him, the treat of bare skin that he was apparently allowed to touch since when he spread his fingers across Danny’s torso the other man didn’t protest. “What do you want to know?” he finally asked.
“I don’t know where to start,” Danny admitted.
“I stopped seeing Catherine,” Steve admitted. “I’ve known since I met you who and what you were, but I didn’t, I couldn’t do that to you. It’s extremely rare for the…bond to work that way. And if you didn’t know, if I didn’t tell you everything…then I just…”
“What is everything?” Danny asked.
“You’re my hoa hana.” The smile on Steve’s face was one Danny hadn’t seen before and for just a moment, he enjoyed it. Then Steve started talking again, “It’s deeper than just partners or lovers or…just. Danny, I can’t explain it. It’s a mate bond and lifelong and…I’m…I don’t know how to tell you about it.”
“So what? We’re pre-destined?” Danny asked.
Steve nodded. “It’s always been that way. There’s one person who just…fits. Who makes everything easier, not painless, but easier. Control is easier, shifting is easier, just everything is…”
“Yeah, I get it, it’s easier.”
“And everything is heightened.” Steve nuzzled Danny. “And you feel soo good. At first it’s almost like being high. After a while it’ll get better, won’t be as bad and I’ll be able to control myself, but right now? It’s all I can do not to just rub myself all over you and fuck you senseless.” He traced a finger down Danny’s bicep. “And pick the perfect place to mate mark you.”
Danny sat up; trying to put together everything Steve had and hadn’t told him. “Is that you talking or the damn tiger?”
“It’s me. All of me,” Steve explained. “There really isn’t a separation between me and the tiger, as much as I sometimes wish there was. I know it’s difficult and I’m asking a lot of you, but I can’t change things.”
Twisting around, Danny faced Steve. “What you’re saying is…if we do this? We’re tied to each other? Forever?”
Steve nodded slowly. “Essentially yes. We don’t have to spend every waking minute together, but yes. I mean there’s more to it, but yeah.”
Danny shook his head. “I can’t. I can’t deal with this right now. I need to get Grace. And think about this. And…damn but this explains a hell of a lot.” He sighed at the look Steve was giving him. “Stop with the drowned kitten look. It’s not going to sway me this time.”
Steve hung his head, pulling in on himself, and Danny couldn’t stop himself from reaching for him. Now he knew why he was drawn to the other man, but it didn’t mean he could stop himself. “We’ll figure it out.”
Steve lifted his head. “We have to do it soon. Or you have to get as far away from me as you can.”
“Why?”
“I’m going to go into rut soon and with you near…” Steve took a deep breath and locked eyes with Danny. “I’m going to want to claim you.” He drew a finger down the muscles on Danny’s arm. “Going to want to mark you. Want to make you mine in every way possible.” The heat in his eyes was unmistakable. “And if we wait until then I’m not going to be able to stop myself.”
Danny swallowed hard, both turned on and a bit unnerved by the look in Steve’s eyes. “Oh, crap.”
Characters: Steve McGarrett, Danny Williams, Grace Williams
Fandom: Hawaii Five-O (Shifter Verse AU)
Summary: Danny swears if he repeats something enough times, he’ll get it through Steve’s thick skull. Maybe if he shows the other man what he means, it’ll be clearer.
Rating: R
Warnings: swearing, nakedness, discussion of male sex (non-graphic)
Disclaimer: Yeah, the boys don’t belong to me and honestly neither does the idea of Shifter verse…but everyone is being nice enough to let me play :-)
Author's Note: This is part two of two…This started out as Steve and Danny telling Grace the truth and then took a left, a right, and then wow just went completely off the reservation…so I hope y’all enjoy. *grumbles at characters who won’t f’ing do as they’re supposed to* Go read part one first or this will make no sense whatsoever.
After supper, Grace immediately tried to escape, but Danny gave her the fatherly evil eye and she immediately turned around and began clearing the table. Steve didn’t seem a bit surprised although it was most likely something he and Mary had been required to do as children. They managed to work around each other pretty well, putting leftovers away and getting the dishes rinsed and into the dishwasher. Danny managed to convince Steve that just this once it would be safe to leave the pans in the sink. Glancing around the kitchen as Steve finished putting the pots and pans in to soak; Danny nodded to the back door, sending Grace out to the lanai. “You ready to do this?” he asked as Steve paced around the kitchen again, looking to make sure everything was cleaned up.
“Ya know maybe this isn’t such a good idea,” Steve replied. “I’m not sure she needs to know.”
Danny crossed the room to him, backing Steve up until the taller man was pressed up against the cabinets, bracketed by his body. “We talked about this. We discussed this. Hell, we’ve screamed at each other about this. If you are serious about this, we need to tell Grace.”
Steve tried to take a breath in, tried to settle his nerves, but when he inhaled, all he could smell, all he could sense was Danny, was his hoa hana. And that just reminded him that he still hadn’t told Danny everything. That Danny himself didn’t know the entirety of what was going on between them. Danny knew that Steve wanted him, the tiger wanted him for Steve, but he didn’t know all of what it meant. He didn’t know that sex with him would bind Danny to him…for life.
When Steve didn’t move, Danny reached out, brushing his knuckles down the taller man’s chest. Steve shuddered under his touch, leaning towards him and wrapping an arm around his waist. As Danny looked up to see what had captured Steve’s attention, Steve tilted his head down. He waited a moment and when Danny didn’t pull away, he closed the last few centimeters between their mouths; covering the shorter man’s lips with his own. As much as he longed to devour Danny’s taste, to open his mouth and coax Danny’s open and to find out what exactly his hoa hana tasted like at the source, he was conscious of Grace just a few short feet away so he settled for ghosting his tongue out quickly and swiping it across Danny’s lips, dragging the flavor into his own mouth to savor as Danny pulled back, glancing into the backyard to check on his daughter. “She’s fine,” Steve murmured.
“There’s an ocean…” Danny protested.
“And she knows better than to go anywhere near it without supervision,” Steve replied, taking advantage of having Danny so close to him. He ran his fingers over the other man, mapping him, memorizing him.
“Steve, I…”
Steve released him, even as he asked, “Do you really think I’d put her in any danger?”
Danny turned back to face him, a hand on the door. “No, but do you understand that sometimes I’m a little irrational about my daughter?”
Steve smirked, snagging a bottle of water and following him out onto the lanai where Grace was looking into the darkness, a look of almost sadness on her face. His retort died on his lips as he tried to figure out what she was searching for. “What’s going on?” he asked Danny quietly.
“She was looking for fireflies,” Danny answered. “I had to tell her there weren’t any here.”
“So let’s give her something she won’t find anywhere else,” Steve replied. He rolled his shoulders, trying to ease the tension out of them. “I can’t…I can’t change in front of her like I did you. It’s not something she needs to see. But I want to tell her. Sit her down here and tell her. Like we talked about and then…I’ll walk away and come back…”
Danny ran a comforting hand down his back. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”
Steve shook his head, glancing up at the moon. “I can’t. I won’t. Tomorrow night, I won’t be able to hold on and I’ll have to change. It’s easier with you here. Easier to decide when I want to change, but…if I don’t change at all.”
“You’re more of a pissy bastard than usual. I get that.” Danny smiled in response. “I guess there’s no easy way to do this?” When Steve shook his head in reply, Danny raised his voice, calling, “Grace? Come here, please.”
Grace came willingly enough, climbing onto Danny’s lap when he sat down and facing the two of them curiously. After a few minutes, she looked over her shoulder at Danny. “Danno, what did you want?”
Danny took a deep breath, trying to figure out how to phrase this. It wasn’t like he told his daughter every day that someone she trusted could turn into a wild animal. “Steve is pretty special, Monkey,” he started.
“I know that,” she interrupted in the tone of voice that said he was just being silly.
“Let me,” Steve broke in, putting a hand on Danny’s shoulder. He came off his chair, moving to crouch in front of the two of them. “My family came to the Islands many, many years ago,” he began and Danny looked down at him. This wasn’t a story that Steve had shared with him, not this way, but he had a feeling this was the way Steve himself had heard it at one time. “One day, a girl of the family went for a walk into the jungle. She came across a kika, a tiger.” He saw Grace’s eyes light up at the word and nodded, but put a finger to her lips when she started to speak. “At first she was terrified because she was armed with only a small knife, but the tiger didn’t attack. Instead the animal lay down near her and waited until she approached him. Then, to her amazement he turned into a young man.”
“But, Steve!” Grace started to protest.
“Who’s telling this story?” Steve asked, looking up at her with an expression of mock reproof.
“All right, but it better have a believable ending,” she told him, crossing her arms and looking down her nose at him.
Danny grinned at Steve over her head, proud of his little girl for not taking him at face value even if he knew the truth. “The young man thanked her for not stabbing him because that tended to hurt. Then he explained that he was a very special kika. The Hawaiians had asked many, many, many years before for a protector who could walk among both the animals and the people. They had been blessed with a family who could shift between tiger form and human form. To help them adjust to their new form, the family was gifted with two helpers. As a family they were guided by another family who knew their secret who became known as Alaka’I their guides. And each individual shifter eventually found their hoa hana. He was very happy that she had not hurt him or run from him because he had been watching her for many weeks, trying to work out how to approach her. Normally the hoa hana was someone who was aware of the history of the shifters, but every so often someone new was chosen and this time she was the one.”
“But what does this have to do with me? Or Daddy?” Grace asked. “We aren’t part of your family. Wait. Are you like the tiger? Or the woman?” She bounced on Danny’s knee. “You can turn into a tiger?!”
Steve chuckled softly. “Why does your daughter believe me and it took some convincing to get you to believe me?”
“Because my daughter is seven and still believes in Santa Claus,” Danny pointed out and when Grace turned to glare at him, he added, “I didn’t say there wasn’t a Santa, Monkey! It was an example, pointing out that you believe things…why am I explaining this to you?”
“Because you’re the dad,” Grace answered reasonably. “That’s what you do.”
“She’s got you there,” Steve replied.
Danny pointed at Steve. “You, not helping.” Tilting Grace back in his arms, he tickled her for a moment, making her giggle. “And you, missy. Are you okay with this?”
Grace considered the story for a moment, once Danny had flipped her back upright. “Can you turn into a tiger?” she asked Steve seriously.
“I can,” Steve answered. “And that’s part of the reason your daddy and you are here for the weekend. I can choose when I turn into a tiger, but with the full moon up, it’s better for me to decide to be a tiger.”
“Can I see you be a tiger?” she asked, leaning forward.
“I don’t want to change in front of you,” he told her. “It’s not very pretty and it’s not something I think you should see, but yes, once I’m a tiger, you can see me.” He held her eyes for a moment. “You understand that I’ll be very big and kinda scary, right? I won’t be a little kitty, but I won’t hurt you. I’ll still be Steve.”
Grace stuck a finger in her mouth for a moment, considering it, before twisting around and looking at Danny. “Have you seen him?”
Danny nodded. “He’s big. And he’s a little scary at first, but he won’t hurt you. And I won’t leave you alone with him until you feel safe with him. Because I trust him with you.”
Steve smiled at him, knowing the amount of trust Danny was showing in him by saying that to Grace. Pushing himself to his feet, he pointed to the strand of trees off to one side. “I’m going to go over there. I’ll come back as a tiger, okay?”
Grace turned herself around to peer at Danny as Steve disappeared into the trees. “Is this the special thing you wanted to tell me about?”
Danny nodded. “Yeah.” He hugged Grace to him. “Are you okay with this?” He studied her for a minute. “Little scary, huh?”
“You said he’s still Steve though?” she asked. “He’ll still understand us?”
“Yup,” Danny confirmed, then nudged her as he noticed the fronds stirring. “Looks like he’s coming out.”
Grace clutched at his arm as the large tiger slinked towards them. He stopped a few feet from them, sitting down on his haunches and eying them. Grace eyed him back, but Danny was pleased to see she didn’t look scared…exactly. She was definitely fascinated, but she also wasn’t moving any closer to him. Steve seemed to realize that this might take a while and that it wasn’t going to be easy because he didn’t move towards Grace, but acted as if he wasn’t even interested in her. After a few minutes of staring at her, he got to his feet again, stretching from tip to tail; Danny knew he had to be itchy, but he wasn’t indicating that he wanted to be scratched like normal. After watching the two of them for a moment, he stepped around them and took off down towards the beach. “Where’s he going?” Grace asked.
“Looks like the sand or water,” Danny observed. He shook his head; apparently even in cat form the crazy man was a fish. Sighing, he shifted Grace so he could get to his feet. “Come on, we’d better follow him.”
Steve was at the water’s edge, but hadn’t actually gone in. As Danny and Grace approached him, he looked over his shoulder then turned back, dropping into the sand and putting his head down. “Are you trying to hide, Steve?” Grace asked as she crouched down a few feet from him. “You almost can.” She hunkered down lower so she was eye to eye with him and inched closer until their noses touched. “Hi,” she whispered.
Danny eased himself down next to them, reaching out and rubbing the top of Steve’s head. “Any particular reason we had to chase you down here?” he asked, not really expecting an answer.
Steve shifted his gaze to Danny for a minute before facing Grace again as if the girl would run away if he took his eyes off her for too long. Grace was still staring at Steve, but hadn’t touched him yet. Danny edged closer, putting his arm around his daughter. “Grace E, remember it’s still Steve. He’s not going to hurt you. Just gentle…”
“Like with Mr. Hoppy?” Grace asked.
“Probably not that gentle,” Danny replied.
Grace reached out tentatively and stroked a hand across Steve’s head, giggling as he arched into the touch. “He’s soft,” she said in amazement. She reached out again with more confidence this time and settled into a rhythm after a minute, scratching around his ears and across his head. Steve closed his eyes in bliss, edging closer to her as she leaned forward to reach better. “You like that, don’t you?” she asked him.
Danny laughed at the sight; not sure which amused him more. “You glutton,” he teased Steve. “I think you wanted to tell her just so you had someone else to pet you.”
Grace turned to look at Danny. “It’s okay if I do this, right, Daddy?”
“Yes, Monkey, it’s okay. Steve’ll let you know if he doesn’t want you to do something.”
Steve stood up abruptly, shaking off the little bit of sand that stuck to the top of his fur, and nudged at first Danny and then Grace. “What’s he want?” Grace asked, receiving a shrug from Danny and another nudge from Steve in response. “You know this doesn’t work very well since you can’t tell me what you want,” she informed him. The tiger looked at her, before stretching out and licking up her arm and across her face, drawing a giggle out of her. She wiped her face and glared at him. “Yuck!”
Danny rolled his eyes, glad that Grace was taking this well. “Steve, she did have a bath already today.”
Steve shifted, a movement Danny just caught but didn’t have time to react to; as the tiger lunged. His breath left his lungs in a whoosh as they hit the sand, Grace letting out a squeal until she realized Steve hadn’t hurt him, but was standing over him and licking his face. Danny was attempting to protest, but every time he opened his mouth, Steve darted his tongue near it. Finally Danny got his arm up between the tiger’s mouth and his face blocking him. “Get off me, you asshole!” he shouted.
“Dad-dy!” Grace yelled at him and Danny twisted his head to see her staring at him with her hands on her hips. “Swear jar!” she scolded him.
Danny dropped his head back into the sand. “How is this my life?” he whined. “I’m being pinned by a three hundred plus pound tiger and my daughter is yelling at me for swearing.” He shoved at Steve again as the tiger didn’t move. “Just get off.”
With a huff, Steve finally moved, padding over to Grace and allowing the girl to put an arm around his neck. Danny glared at them both as he hauled himself to his feet and proceeded to brush the sand and dried seaweed from his body. “Both of you, back to the house. And, Grace? It’s bed time when we get up there.”
“But, Daddy,” Grace started to protest.
“Grace, you want to go swimming tomorrow. And I assume do other things…so I suggest you head back up to the house now.” Danny leveled her with his best ‘I mean business’ look and she went without anymore protest, well aware that he would withdraw his permission if she didn’t follow directions. With her well on her way, Danny turned his attention to the tiger now sitting at his side. “And, you. Don’t think we aren’t going to have a LONG talk when you’re human again so I know you aren’t ignoring me or pretending to misunderstand me. And it’s going to start with me talking and you not saying a word. I do believe there are some things you’ve neglected to tell me about you, your nature, and what a hoa hana is.” He called after Steve who started to slink away, “And do not think you can hide by NOT CHANGING BACK!”
Steve had vanished by the time Danny made it up to the house, but Grace was in her pajamas and waiting for him. She was obviously bursting with questions, but let Danny lift her up in his arms and carry her towards the room they’d put her things in earlier. She laid her head on Danny’s shoulder as they made their way up the stairs. “Can I call Steve kika now?” she asked as Danny set her down on the bed.
“You’ll have to ask Steve that tomorrow,” Danny replied, pulling the blankets back and tucking her in. “What are we reading tonight?”
“Pippi Longstocking,” she answered.
“Okay.” Danny found the book in her bag, settling in next to her and finding the page they’d left off on. As he started to read, Steve nudged the door open and padded inside. Danny smiled at him, but continued to read to Grace. Long before he finished the chapter, Grace had drifted off and he shut the book, kissing her softly and slipping from the room with Steve on his heels. He stretched as he started down the hall; angling towards the guest room where he normally crashed on the nights he ended up staying at the house.
He’d almost made it to the room when something slammed into him, sending him careening into the wall. Only throwing his hands up in reflex kept him from slamming his head against the sheetrock. “What the fuck?” he demanded, looking down and finding Steve at his side. “Are you trying to kill me?”
Steve grabbed the seam of his jeans, tugging him in the direction he wanted the blonde to go. “All right, I got it. Danny follow the tiger dictator. Could you not rip my pants?” Danny sighed as Steve didn’t let go of him. “Yeah, I figured that was a long shot.” When Steve growled softly at him in response, he just glared. “Yeah, not any scarier than when you do it as a human since I kinda doubt you’re gonna actually hurt me on purpose.”
Steve didn’t dignify that with a reply, but continued to herd Danny down the hall and into his own room, finishing by pushing the other man so he sat down on the bed. Danny looked around, then over at Steve who had taken up a guard position in front of the door and was quite clearly settling in for the night. “Excuse me? What exactly is your point here?” Danny insisted. “My stuff and my bed are down the hall.”
Steve huffed, but hauled himself to his feet and walked over to the closet, pulling a duffel bag out and dragging it over to Danny. That accomplished, he retook his position by the door and closed his eyes, obviously ready to sleep. “Steve? I can’t sleep here.”
One eye cracked open and the tiger looked at him before rolling over and presenting his back to Danny, conversation clearly over as far as he was concerned.
“Fine, but I’m not finished with you. We’re going to discuss this in the morning, McGarrett.” Digging what he needed out of the duffel, Danny took refuge in the attached bath for a minute. He was just going to have to deal with this in the morning…he had learned it was impossible to argue with a McGarrett that couldn’t argue back.
The warmth next to Danny made him burrow closer without thinking, that moment between wakefulness and sleeping not letting his brain remember that he wasn’t married anymore and there shouldn’t be another weight in bed with him. His hand reached out; stroking the skin next to him and it was the hard firm muscles rather than smooth curves that actually woke him up. He blinked his blue eyes open to meet Steve’s hazel ones. And the fact that it doesn’t freak him out probably doesn’t bother him as much as it should. Until he realized Steve was still naked…and laying on top of the covers. “Steve,” he hissed as he tried to dig the blanket out from under the other man’s body, “my daughter is down the hall!”
Steve winced. “Um, actually, Kono and Chin came and got her about two hours ago. I didn't figure it'd be a problem if they took her swimming."
"They had better not be teaching her to SURF, McGarrett!"
Steve rolled, pinning Danny beneath his body. “Relax, Danno. They didn’t take her to North Shore or anywhere dangerous. They’re swimming at Waikiki which is probably the least dangerous beach on the island and we’re going to meet them for a late breakfast.” He nuzzled against the smaller man’s neck, trying to get him to relax. “We’re all well aware of your feelings about surfing and bikinis and Grace. But…” He gave in, unable to resist with Danny so close and ghosted his mouth across the other man’s throat and mouth, stealing a taste. “I also know how mad you were last night and figured we were going to yell at each other. I didn’t want Grace to hear that.”
Danny took advantage of Steve’s distracted state, planting his feet and heaving. Normally he wouldn’t be able to dislodge the other man, not because Steve was heavier, but he tended to make sure he immobilized Danny when he pinned him. Moving quickly Danny reversed their positions, crouching above Steve, his knees on either side of the man’s slim hips and his hands flat on the bed. “Don’t call me ‘Danno’.”
Steve smirked up at him, not in the least bit perturbed to find himself under Danny. Reaching up, he threaded a hand into the hair on the back of Danny’s head, slowly pulling him downwards. His other hand moved to Danny’s back, spreading across the skin there as if soaking up as much as he could.
The entire time Danny’s head moved slowly, inevitablely closer, Steve kept his eyes locked on the other man’s, waiting for any sign that Danny didn’t want this. By the time their mouths met, they were both breathing heavily and it wasn’t so much a kiss as a claiming as Steve’s tongue swept into Danny’s mouth finally learning his taste as well as drawing needy whimpers from him.
“You’re right,” Steve admitted softly when Danny finally pulled away, needing more than the air they had been sharing.
It took a second, but Steve’s words finally permeated the fog Danny’s brain had fallen into. “The fuck?!” he demanded. “I’m right?! What the hell do you mean I’m RIGHT?!”
Steve shrugged, smooth muscles rolling beneath his skin, and doing interesting things to the places where he and Danny were still pressed together. “Just that. You’re right. I haven’t been telling you the whole story.”
Danny sat upright, ignoring the hard press of Steve’s cock against his ass, and waved his hands in agitation. “No. No! No! You do not get to do this! You do not get to derail me by crawling into bed with me. Naked! And kissing me! And then telling me I’m right! No!”
Steve bit his lip to avoid laughing at the man above him. “You do realize you sound most offended by me being naked right? And that you’re the one sitting on top of me?”
Danny glared at him before scrambling off the bed. “Get up! And put some pants on!”
Steve stretched for a minute, but another glare from Danny had him rolling off the bed and sauntering over to the dresser. Danny rubbed a hand over his face, trying to ignore the acres of bare tan skin in front of him. There was absolutely no reason for him to gravitate towards Steve as the other man rifled through the drawers, looking for something to wear. Finally Steve gave up on dragging out the moment and pulled a pair of cargo shorts out of the drawer, pulling them up over his hips and fastening them. Turning around, he faced Danny, crossing his arms over his chest. “Aren’t you at all happy I said you were right?”
“No because you’re using it to derail me,” Danny replied.
Steve sighed. “I’m not. Really I’m not. Do you get that this is difficult for me? I’ve never had to explain all this to someone. I never expected to have to explain this. And in case you haven’t noticed…”
“Communication isn’t your strong point. Yeah I got that.” Danny sighed too as he realized his anger was pretty much gone. In this case, he really couldn’t stay angry with Steve. The man was only trying to protect himself. “Wait, what do you mean you haven’t had to explain this?”
Steve’s hands clutched at his arms, obviously wanting to reach for something else. “Can we do this elsewhere? I’ll talk to you. Yell with you. Whatever. But can we do it outside or in another room?”
Danny frowned at him. “Why?”
“Because right now all I can smell in here is how horny you were when you woke up and it’s driving me insane,” Steve snapped.
Danny blinked before spinning around and leaving the room, unable to actually respond to that. Steve hung his head for a minute, then followed after Danny tracking him down on the lanai. “I’m sorry,” he said softly when Danny didn’t turn and face him, but continued staring at the ocean.
“No, just no,” Danny replied. “You don’t get to say shit like that to me when you’re getting your rocks off with Catherine. You don’t…you just don’t get to jerk me around like this anymore, Steve. Either you’re honest with me. Or I’m done with this crap. We’re partners at Five-O and that’s it. I’m done.”
“Please.” Steve reached towards him. “Please, you can’t.” Dropping down, he didn’t feel anything as he hit the lanai, the idea that Danny might leave him, that he might not have him anymore blinding him to everything else.
Danny moved to him, gathering the taller man into his arms, not even realizing he’d done it until he felt the weight of the other man against him. “Stop it,” he told him. “Just…” He shifted his weight, trying to find a comfortable position for the two of them. “God, how do we end up in this situation?”
Steve mumbled something and Danny jostled him, indicating he wanted him to repeat it. “We’re stubborn bastards,” he said.
Danny leaned against the chair near-by. “We are? More like you are.” He kissed the side of Steve’s head. “I have no idea what to do with you.”
“I’m not fucking Catherine,” Steve said quietly. “I’m not saying I never did. And I’m not saying I didn’t since I met you, but I’m not now. What do you want to know?”
Danny shifted, the position they were in aggravating his knee and not being kind to the rest of his body either. “Could we sit on a chair?” he asked. “I think you have one big enough to hold two people, but the concrete is killing me.”
“Of course.” Steve quickly got to his feet, pulling Danny up after him and running hands over his knee. He herded the other man over to a chair, settling him in and fussing over him until Danny batted his hands away and pulled Steve down to sit with him. For a few minutes, Steve just soaked in the comfort of having Danny so close to him, the treat of bare skin that he was apparently allowed to touch since when he spread his fingers across Danny’s torso the other man didn’t protest. “What do you want to know?” he finally asked.
“I don’t know where to start,” Danny admitted.
“I stopped seeing Catherine,” Steve admitted. “I’ve known since I met you who and what you were, but I didn’t, I couldn’t do that to you. It’s extremely rare for the…bond to work that way. And if you didn’t know, if I didn’t tell you everything…then I just…”
“What is everything?” Danny asked.
“You’re my hoa hana.” The smile on Steve’s face was one Danny hadn’t seen before and for just a moment, he enjoyed it. Then Steve started talking again, “It’s deeper than just partners or lovers or…just. Danny, I can’t explain it. It’s a mate bond and lifelong and…I’m…I don’t know how to tell you about it.”
“So what? We’re pre-destined?” Danny asked.
Steve nodded. “It’s always been that way. There’s one person who just…fits. Who makes everything easier, not painless, but easier. Control is easier, shifting is easier, just everything is…”
“Yeah, I get it, it’s easier.”
“And everything is heightened.” Steve nuzzled Danny. “And you feel soo good. At first it’s almost like being high. After a while it’ll get better, won’t be as bad and I’ll be able to control myself, but right now? It’s all I can do not to just rub myself all over you and fuck you senseless.” He traced a finger down Danny’s bicep. “And pick the perfect place to mate mark you.”
Danny sat up; trying to put together everything Steve had and hadn’t told him. “Is that you talking or the damn tiger?”
“It’s me. All of me,” Steve explained. “There really isn’t a separation between me and the tiger, as much as I sometimes wish there was. I know it’s difficult and I’m asking a lot of you, but I can’t change things.”
Twisting around, Danny faced Steve. “What you’re saying is…if we do this? We’re tied to each other? Forever?”
Steve nodded slowly. “Essentially yes. We don’t have to spend every waking minute together, but yes. I mean there’s more to it, but yeah.”
Danny shook his head. “I can’t. I can’t deal with this right now. I need to get Grace. And think about this. And…damn but this explains a hell of a lot.” He sighed at the look Steve was giving him. “Stop with the drowned kitten look. It’s not going to sway me this time.”
Steve hung his head, pulling in on himself, and Danny couldn’t stop himself from reaching for him. Now he knew why he was drawn to the other man, but it didn’t mean he could stop himself. “We’ll figure it out.”
Steve lifted his head. “We have to do it soon. Or you have to get as far away from me as you can.”
“Why?”
“I’m going to go into rut soon and with you near…” Steve took a deep breath and locked eyes with Danny. “I’m going to want to claim you.” He drew a finger down the muscles on Danny’s arm. “Going to want to mark you. Want to make you mine in every way possible.” The heat in his eyes was unmistakable. “And if we wait until then I’m not going to be able to stop myself.”
Danny swallowed hard, both turned on and a bit unnerved by the look in Steve’s eyes. “Oh, crap.”
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20/11/10 21:19 (UTC)I hope it's not rude of me to say : Damn, I want more - like, now!
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20/11/10 21:38 (UTC)And nope you aren't rude...but I'm switching fandoms for a bit.
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20/11/10 23:48 (UTC)What is it with everyone wanting Grace to ride the tiger? Yeah...poor Steve does have some dignity.
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21/11/10 02:19 (UTC)Although...yeah...you'll need a new chapter to start with Steve and his rut....if you need help with the porn you know where to find me. >:D
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21/11/10 05:02 (UTC)Yes, I know where to find you and when I'm ready...yup I'll be picking your brain. But it'll be a while before that one. *points to the list* Cause I need to do Meg's story and Kait's and the Sanctuary fics....and um...Christmas pressies (sewing) and yeah.
*giggles* Glad you like it.
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21/11/10 05:04 (UTC)Yes, I know she would accept this from them. She's smart, but she's also a child. And if her daddy tells her something...she would accept it.
Thank you.
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21/11/10 14:45 (UTC)As always, well written and compelling. You so have me hooked on this. I want to squeal but hey I'm a dignified adult so no..... squeeeeeeeeeeee!!!
Ahem yea, keep up the great work and looking forward to more.
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21/11/10 18:56 (UTC)*blushes* LOL I gave up on being a dignified adult a while ago.
Awesome. It might be a while though...sorry.
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21/11/10 15:10 (UTC)I can understand Danny's apprehension with the whole "mate claiming" thing. Finding out that you are someones mate for life would be a tad bit overwhelming.
And while I'm sure Steve was hoping that Danny would just fall into his arms, I know he understands Danny's uncertainty.
Continued excellent work on this wonderfully inventive fic :)
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21/11/10 18:58 (UTC)Thank you.
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21/11/10 19:42 (UTC)I'm really enjoying this story :P
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21/11/10 20:53 (UTC)Despite wanting to throttle the boys at times.
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22/11/10 16:31 (UTC)Well, there's another short one that got posted this morning...hit the h50 shifter verse tags and you'll find all of them. It'll probably be a while before something else is posted...I've got some other things to work on.
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24/11/10 06:30 (UTC)I'm in love with this series and I'm looking forward to more! :)
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24/11/10 14:49 (UTC)Aaaaww I'm just all kinds of blushing and excited to hear that.
It'll be a bit before we get to that story--I've got a couple other stories that I need to finish to do background and other stuff.
Did you hit the h50 shifter verse tag? And read the rest of them?
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