Danny shakes his head and the hair goes flying in every which direction before he submits to Steve's tongue. He's always been loud, that's not a thing. What is a thing is that now it comes out in choked little whimpers, girlish sounds, and then guttural groans. "Oh god, Steve. Steve, babe, oh god," again and again, interspersed with loud shrieks of pleasure as Steve pushes in and Danny forces him deeper.

"Baby, come on," Danny begs, digging his nails into Steve's forearm. "Harder, fuck me harder," he growls a command.