"You made it pretty difficult to say no," Steve hisses, hips trembling when Danny rolls the condom on for him, the anticipation almost killing him. "Impossible, even."

His hands fall to Danny's waist, angling their bodies up right, his hands almost so big as to eclipse Danny's hips completely when they settle on them, and there's a little fumbling but then just the right push, and he sinks in slowly, buried deep on the first try, throwing his head back to moan Danny's name.