AU PLOT

[haolehothead]

Danny is not accustomed to: Hawaii heat, spam on restaurant menus, pidgin English, and waking up with too much hair, less height, and distinctly different body parts. He's too goddamn tired to put much thought to it beyond 'really wacked-out dream' and so he grunts and shifts in order to clamber on top of Steve a little more, working half his torso -- what the fuck, how is he so short, how is there so little of him? -- on top of Steve and wrapping his arms around him to get more comfortable.

"Steve," Danny mutters, voice low but clearly a bit different. "If you freak when you wake up, I'm kneeing you in the balls." And after a year of waking up next to Steve, Danny's got a pretty good read on how to do it half-asleep.

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[haolehothead]

"Oh, for fuck's sake," Danny growls and leans forward to yank on the hem of those pajama pants, tugging him closer and measuring the distance between them. It's practically another person and Danny lets out an indignant sound. "Fuck you, McGarrett," he whines. "Fuck you so hard."

[newkindofcop]

Steve doesn't know whether to be amused or not, so he settles for just standing there in front of Danny, a very naked female Danny, tilting his head down a little more just to see the top of his head, hair long and curly and made even bigger by bedhead, and he keeps his arms at his sides, fingers curling in against his palms. "Sorry?" he manages softly.

[haolehothead]

Danny makes a tiny disgruntled noise and goes for Steve's left hand to bring it up to his lips, sucking in the ring finger and running his tongue in expert circles around the tattoo that literally marks Steve as his. Maybe he needs to up the ante. He sucks and laves and pays great attention to the tattoo.

[newkindofcop]

Oh. Oh. That's, well, oh, and Steve's mouth falls open slightly as he draws in a shaky breath. The lips are softer, there's no stubble scraping against his hand when Danny turns his head, but the flick of his tongue is one Steve knows all too well by now. He can't not watch his finger disappear between the pouty lips, watch the ink darken under the wet of saliva, and he's half-hard in a matter of seconds.

[haolehothead]

Danny eases back and presses a soft kiss to the DW at Steve's finger, looking up and giving him a fond smile. "Baby," Danny murmurs, grabbing hold of his shoulders and having to haul himself up on the tips of his toes to do it, pushing him back to the bed. "What's the matter?"

[newkindofcop]

Steve's head is swimming with all the thoughts currently going through it, but sprawled out on the bed, he finally gives himself permission to look, allows his gaze to descend over the shape of Danny's naked body, and swallows visibly, propping himself up on his elbows. "Nothing," he manages, fully aware he's rising to completely hard and that Danny can probably tell.

[haolehothead]

Danny just grins and crawls right on top of Steve's body, tugging at the pajama pants and sliding his ringed thumb over Steve's dick, sliding down to wrap the slightly smaller mouth around the head, hair brushing against Steve's bared skin in the meantime.

[newkindofcop]

Steve barely swallows a gasp and loses balance altogether, arms slipping out from underneath him as his back hits the bed and he arches up toward Danny's hand and mouth, and God, he can feel the metal of the ring as it slides along the length of his dick and he groans again, a little louder, when Danny wraps his mouth around alongside, hair falling forward over his shoulders and hiding it from view. He reaches down with one hand, fingers tangling in the longer blonde strands, and pushes it back away from Danny's face to maintain the visual.

[haolehothead]

Danny offers the slightest glimpse of an appreciative smile in Steve's direction as he took him deep as possible, which wasn't as deep as usual. He splays his hand on Steve's hip, brushing his thumb in circles, a little possessive of a touch. Steve is unfairly gorgeous like this and Danny makes little whimpering choked noises at wanting to touch more.

[newkindofcop]

Steve can't breathe, can't even come close to catching his breath, not when he's looking at something so very different and yet so very Danny too, in the way he touches his hip while he's sucking him, the way he makes the same noise in the back of his throat, even if it is a little higher than normal. He sits up and leans down, palm sliding along a slender jaw, fingers threading back into long hair. "C'mere," he growls, and tugs Danny up to kiss him, pulling him down on top.

[haolehothead]

Danny leans and shifts up in a hurry, cupping Steve's cheek with a firm hand and slowly parting his lips to kiss a little deeper, curling up into his frame as best as Danny's new smaller frame allows. He ignores whatever little voice is crowing on about being a good little wife and thinks about practical shit instead.

Like clothes and explanations and breakfast. He could really use some breakfast.

[newkindofcop]

He runs his hand down the blonde curls and over the curve of Danny's back, his other hand still cupping the smaller cheek, thumb smoothing over a slightly more defined cheekbone. It doesn't take any energy at all for him to roll them over, not with Danny as light as he currently is, and he kisses down his throat once he does, sliding a thigh between his legs.

[haolehothead]

Danny lets out a small squeak of surprise when he gets rolled over, but it's superseded by a long moan at Steve's thigh in exactly the right place. Danny shifts just enough so that Steve is well aware of how wet Danny is down there, which is a whole brand new interesting experience. "What are we gonna," he pants out, "tell Kono?"

[newkindofcop]

Steve lifts his head from its current position between Danny's breasts, dragging his lower lip along the swell of one before he gives him a look. "You're thinking about Kono right now?"

[haolehothead]

"I'm thinking about a lot right now, gimme some credit, I woke up a chick," Danny protests with a wild little sound. "I mean. I mean, is the puppy gonna know me?" He's just giving Steve a tiny insight into how many disturbing thoughts are in his head right now. "And do we even have condoms anymore?"

[newkindofcop]

"We'll cross that bridge," Steve murmurs, between kisses, nose nuzzling along the underside of Danny's breast, "when we come to it." He draws a nipple into his mouth, sucking, then releases it with a wet pop to answer the last question. "Think there's a couple in the nightstand still."

[haolehothead]

Danny has been whimpering non-stop for a little while now, absolutely undone and giving small groans as his hips slide upwards, searching in a hurry to grab one, tearing it open and sliding it on Steve without waiting. "For someone who wasn't into this," he goes on breathlessly, "you sure changed your tune."

He grabs at Steve's hips, angling him and spreading his thighs to beckon him in.

[newkindofcop]

"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.

[haolehothead]

"Oh, fuck, yes," Danny cries out, hips stuttering forward as she moans desperately, a little rapid and rampant in trying to pull Steve deeper in. "Missionary, huh?" he can't help joking with a smirk.

[newkindofcop]

Steve arches forward, fingers tangling in the hair at the back of Danny's head, using his grip to pull his head back to a tilting so he can run his tongue along that pale curve of neck, breathing rough. "You complaining?"

[haolehothead]

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.

[newkindofcop]

Those nails are a little longer, and the brief pinpricks of pain act as the kind of spur Danny wants to get him to go faster. Steve won't deny he's treading lightly at first, afraid of hurting Danny in this smaller body, but he wants more, wants it bad from the sound of things, and Steve's more than prepared to rise to the challenge.

He reaches down, one hand sliding underneath Danny's leg and hitching it up to change the angle, groaning against his neck before wrapping his lips around a breast again.

[haolehothead]

Everything starts to go hazy and white. And holy shit, but it's just about enough that Danny is about to pass out from sex and that is something Steve would never let him live down, so he hangs up, hips rocking hard against the bed and then back up in disconnected flailing, desperate to get more with every moan and gasp. "Oh god," Danny gasps, in a little hiccup when the haze comes back. "Iloveyou," he gets out, words rushed together.

[newkindofcop]

It's just like Danny, to go from dirty talk to this, and Steve can barely smile, but somehow he manages one anyway, a thin, fond one against the curve of Danny's breast, rocking back and forth in a slow, deep rhythm, and then he sits up, sits back, pulls Danny up and hoists him into his lap, coaxing his shorter, smoother legs around his waist and letting him ride on top of him, fingers sliding through his hair.

[haolehothead]

Danny lets out a jibbered mess of a sound, wrapping his legs around Steve's waist so tight that if he applies pressure, he's gonna start worrying about Steve's organs. "Oh my fucking god, Steve," Danny moans wildly. "I'm gonna, you, and I'm. So if you..." He babbles, not sure what he's saying, but knows that he's thinking 'if you want to be extra safe, get off'.