Steve knows Danny's close, can hear it in his voice, and he also knows he doesn't want to be selfish, relinquishing his firm hold around Neil's middle so he can lean forward to finish him off - hand, mouth, any way he wants.

"Let go," he whispers, pulling back on the force of his thrusts into more of a slow grinding as his hands map over Neil's back again, kneading the curve of his spine.