If there is anything that Danny loves in this world, it's making Steve lose absolutely control like this. He slides one hand from off Steve's ass, gripping at the headboard as it starts to slam against the wall at the pace they're going, Danny letting out sharp noises every time Steve slams inside, little screams of pleasure that turn into guttural groans. "Come on," Danny breathlessly demands. "Come for me, you fucker. Come on, baby, come."