When Steve wakes up, he's a little stiff, but it's nothing a long stretch or two won't cure. He's shifting over, propping himself up on top of Danny, but maybe he's willing to forego a little stretching in order to get a glimpse up-close of him like this, expression peaceful, chest slowly rising and falling with his breathing.

It's there that Steve presses his first few kisses, lips curving into a slow smirk, slowly working his way down Danny's front.