AN: So here it is! The finale "M"-rated version. Please be aware for the rating change. Please remember this is my first time writing a romantic story with sexual references, so be gentle. Thanks for your patience, I hope it worth it.

Please also remember I'm not an expert in US Navy procedures and training programs, so I apologize for any inaccuracy.
Enjoy reading and please let me know what you think.

Steve let his arms wrap around Danny's torso as they kissed, almost desperately. "Do you have any idea..." Danny asked between gasps and kisses, "Do you have any idea... how hard it was... to see you all day... have you so close and not be able to do this?"

Steve was panting heavily as Danny pushed him against the wall. Every inch of Danny's body was now in contact with his own body, making all sensations seem incredibly new and exciting.

Danny's firm body caused his nerve terminals to react and certain parts of his own body to be interested as well. His skin tingled and his pants were suddenly very tight. His hands automatically moved to the edge of Danny's t-shirt and lifted it up a little, stroking every inch of skin that was exposed.

Steve continued the exploration of Danny's torso, lifting the t-shirt still higher and forcing him to raise his arms. A few seconds later, they moved away a couple of inches, the t-shirt flew off and end on the floor, four or five feet away.

Steve's movements faltered for a moment ... he was afraid ... he knew how to make a woman vibrate in his hands ... but this was different ... very different. "Maybe you want to take the initiative here, Danny. Because all this is new to me ... I really have no idea what I'm doing."

Danny couldn't help laughing, "And you suppose I have any idea?... We're on equal terms here, Super SEAL... but ..." One more kiss ... "Don't worry ..." he said, his lips still brushing Steve's and it felt wonderful, "Something tells me you're doing great." Danny pushed his hips to press on Steve's thigh, so that his partner felt the effect his strokes were having on his groin.

That contact caused Steve to give up all his temporary shyness ... he smiled and pushed Danny forcing him to walk back, until his calves hit the couch. Gravity did the rest, Danny collapsed and took Steve with him. Feeling the weight of that perfect body on him and realizing the way they both fit together, increased Danny's arousal to a level he had not thought possible. Steve's mouth was now on his throat, kissing and sucking.

Danny made some desperate attempts to lift Steve's shirt... he wanted skin-to-skin contact, but his movements seemed a bit clumsy ... almost shy, as if reflecting the fear he felt ... fear of what would happen next; fear of not pleasing Steve. This was so important! ... Steve deserved to be loved deeply, after all the crap that had happened in his life and all the people who seemed to use him and then abandon him.

Danny refocused his efforts on the difficult task of undressing Steve ... it seemed that his partner had other plans and refused to stop kissing him. Finally, Danny growled and Steve moved away a little, with a mischievous smile in his eyes. Finally, Danny was able to lift the shirt and Steve raised his arms to help him get rid of it.

Emotions accumulated in Steve's throat as he felt the first contact of Danny's bare chest against his... He just couldn't believe this was happening at last ... All the tension, accumulated in the last days, broke free in a torrent of desperate kisses and caresses. Jeez! What was happening? He had never felt that way... he finally understood the expression, making love. All his life he had had only sex... to have fun or to relieve stress... but this was actually the first time he made love. It seemed logical and natural that it was with Danny... All the pieces of the puzzle finally fit.

Danny's hand went up and down his back, when Steve kissed his lips again with an overflowing passion. Then, Danny seemed to forget all his inhibitions and his hands went directly to Steve's waist. He felt the belt buckle and opened it, not without difficulty. Then, his fingers found the button and slid the zipper down.

Steve seemed distracted for a moment, with Danny's movements. He stopped kissing his partner's neck and gasped loudly; closed his eyes to try to control the overwhelming sensations, but he opened them again when he felt Danny's hand slip inside his underwear. From that moment, his eyes connected with those intense blue eyes and he could no longer look away... he was positive that Danny's eyes were a magnet for his.

Danny started stroking up and down and Steve thought he might explode. Wishing the experience was perfect for both, he repeated Danny's movements and, still looking at his partner's eyes, his right hand flew up to the waistband of the jeans, thanking all the gods that Danny wasn't wearing a belt that day.

The position was uncomfortable, and the presence of the clothes made movement difficult ... but everything felt so good that he swore to himself that next time he'd make sure they were properly naked and perfectly comfortable in the big and nice bed of his bedroom.

Both accelerated their movements, breathing and moaning. The sensations overwhelmed Danny, who couldn't avoid closing his eyes. Steve felt his orgasm was coming and, from Danny's racing heart, he was sure the same thing was happening to him. Panting, he murmured in a barely audible voice: "Open your eyes, Danny... come on ... open your eyes for me ... I want to see you".

Danny opened his eyes, just as his orgasm hit him... the dilated pupils and the erratic movements of his hips, finally pushed Steve, who gave a choked moan and his head collapsed on Danny's chest, struggling to take some oxygen to his lungs, while Danny continued to stroke him slowly through his orgasm.

"Wow!" ... That was the only word that Steve's dazed brain was able to build. His voice was hoarse, and his legs trembled, as he leaned on both hands to avoid suffocating Danny.

Danny laughed and answered, his voice was hoarse too, "Indeed... Wow!"

Both began to laugh uncontrollably for a minute or two ... Finally, they calmed down, trying to catch their breath.

When their breathing returned to its normal rhythm, Danny realized the mess they had done with their clothes and his hands... and said in a soft voice. "I think we need a shower." In response, Steve got up and adjusted his pants as best he could. Then, he held out a hand to Danny to help him to get up. After Danny gave his pants a barely decent appearance, they both walked to the stairs.

When they entered the room, Steve walked to the bathroom and turned on the shower tap. Danny watched his movements in silence. Then, he looked at the conditions in which his jeans were ... his expression must have been an open book, because Steve smiled and walked to the closet. He pulled out some shorts and a Navy T-shirt, put them in Danny's hands and walked back to the bathroom, taking off his clothes on the way.

Danny's eyes couldn't help but cling to Steve's bare skin, so he followed his example and started to take his clothes off too, a minute later they both went into the shower. The cleaning process lasted longer than usual, due to the constant presence of kisses and caresses which ended in a strong hug. When the water began to cool, Danny extended his arm and turned off the tap.

The hug lasted a few seconds more ... neither of them wanted to break it, but they began to be cold. Steve opened the door, grabbed a towel from the shelf and handed it to Danny. Then he took another towel for him and rubbed vigorously his entire body.

Of course, Steve was already dressed when Danny came out of the bathroom and looked at his hair in the mirror. Steve smiled and patted her bare ass and said, "I planned something special for dinner, are you hungry?" Danny nodded, "I'm starving!" As Danny took a comb and tried to smooth his hair, Steve said, "Take your time, Danno. I'll take care of dinner." He left the bedroom, unable to prevent a silly and broad smile from appearing on his face ... He was sure that smile would remain stuck there, all night.

When Danny entered the kitchen fifteen minutes later, his partner was focused on cooking dinner. Steve looked at Danny for a moment and smiled, feeling that strange pleasure when he saw Danny wearing his clothes. As he approached the fridge to grab a beer, Danny saw a dish on the counter that contained two seabass covered with a lemon and mustard marinade. Danny smelled the mixture, detecting garlic, onion and some aromatic herbs he couldn't identify. At that moment, Steve was washing some lettuce and spinach leaves.

Without looking at Danny, Steve asked, "Okay ... are you going to tell me what happened with Rachel?"

Danny pulled out a chair and sat down, determined to enjoy the show of Steve cooking. "I swear ... That woman is crazy ..."

Steve frowned and said, "That's nothing new, Danno. What I want to know is what did you say to her?"

"I told her I couldn't live in a world of lies anymore... Do you want to know what she told me?" Steve nodded, taking out a frying pan and setting it on the stove, lighting the burner. Then, he poured some olive oil... while it warmed up, he turned back to look at Danny.

"She told me she had done everything for me... for my own good, you can imagine that?" Danny asked, rolling his eyes, "I mean ... she went to talk to you to do me a favor! She wanted you to help her convince me to marry her. Unbelievable!"

Steve sighed and turned to the stove to place the two fish in the hot pan. A delicious aroma began to float in the kitchen. "Well... obviously, she went to the wrong person, Danno."

"Yes, she did..." After thinking a bit, Danny said, "You know? She asked me if there was anyone else." The hand that held the bottle froze two inches from his mouth, when he noticed the expression that formed on Steve's face, who asked," And what did you say...?"

"I told her there's someone ... special... someone in whom I'm... let's say, interested..." Danny said, finally drinking a sip of beer and walking to approach Steve, without looking away from those enigmatic hazel-green eyes. "I told her we're still in the beginning and trying to figure out what we feel and want for each other."

"Do you think she will cause you problems if she knows ... I mean, about us... if she knows that person is me?"

Danny shook his head, left the bottle on the counter and then put his hands on Steve's chest, finally answered, "Please, don't worry about her. I made it very clear that this matter only concerns me and that special person... no one else. She's curious, but I don't think she dares to do anything else..."

Steve turned around and took the spatula to flip the fish sizzling in the hot oil. For the sake of both, he hoped Danny was right. He looked at Danny again and cleared his throat to speak, trying not to show the fear that his next question was causing, "What will happen, when everyone knows, Danno?... Surely there will be many people who won't like that you and I... I mean, honestly, I don't care what anyone thinks of me. But Rachel can use this against you."

"We'll figure it out Steve, don't worry ..." Danny's hand was still stroking Steve's chest, as if that could convey a peace he wasn't so sure he felt. He tried to find the exact words so the other man wouldn't misunderstand them. "I think ... that as we discover where we want this to go, we should keep this for ourselves for a while. This is about us... and how we feel about one another" Before Steve could say anything, Danny said, "Don't get me wrong... I don't want to hide, but we have a lot to talk about and resolve. I think we don't need to know what someone else has to say, before we understand it ourselves." Steve nodded as he took out the sea bass and put them on an absorbent paper towel.

Danny moved his right hand up, to force Steve to look at him, "Listen, Steve ... I don't want a casual relationship... I love you and I'm pretty sure I want everything with you... I don't know how to do this romantic stuff half-hearted... I give everything and I want to give you everything, but I need to know if you feel the same."

Without taking his eyes off Danny, Steve replied, "I don't want anything casual either... I'm tired of casual relationships... I also want everything with you, Danny ... You are the first person to whom I have said this."

"The first person?" Danny couldn't help but frown, "What about Catherine?"

Steve hastened to answer, "She was never the long-term relationship kind of girl... and what happened four years ago proves that... in fact, before the last week I thought I wasn't that kind of person either... At least, now I realize that I couldn't have done that with her."

He took a couple of plates and served the fish. The lettuce, spinach, tomatoes and nuts salad, sprinkled with olive oil and lemon juice, completed the dish.

"I love Cath, Danny... We've been through a lot of crap together, we've supported each other... You know that without her, I wouldn't have found Hassan, and Joe would have died in vain. So yes... I love her very much, but I'm not in love with her... Actually, I think I've never been in love before..." Steve paused for a few seconds, "Until a week ago ... more or less. Or at least it was when I realized that I'm in love for the first time in my life".

While Danny was bringing the plates to the table in the terrace, Steve uncorked a bottle of 2002 Louis Jadot Pinot Noir and took two crystal glasses. Then, he joined Danny, who was already sitting. He poured the wine, placed the bottle on the table and sat in front of Danny.

"Wow!" Danny said, when he savored the first bite. Smiling, he said, "And I thought your skills as a chef were limited to grilling steaks and hamburgers."

Steve smiled and raised his glass, inviting Danny to do the same. When the faint clink of glass sounded, he said, "I think you'll soon find out I'm a man of multiple talents."

Before drinking a sip of wine, Danny said, "Okay ... to your multiple talents and to me, to discover them all, one by one." Steve took a sip and smiled as he put his glass back on the table.

They had finished eating, and was drinking the wine with delight, while a gentle breeze blew in from the ocean. The first bottle was finished, so Steve had brought another one. This time he decided on a softer and fruity Merlot that Danny enjoyed enormously.

When the sky began to darken and some gray and threatening clouds accumulated in the horizon, both decided to enter the house again.

While Steve was washing the dishes, Danny finished cleaning the counter and, after throwing the empty bottles into the recycling bin, he turned around and looked at Steve... he couldn't help that tingling sensation in his stomach, which was becoming so familiar, returning with more strength, as he walked and placed his left hand on Steve's hip. When his partner turned around with a towel in his hands. Danny's right hand flew to place it gently on his cheek and forced him to lean.

The kiss, soft and gentle, intensified in a short time, Steve tasted like wine and ocean, which made Danny much dizzier than if he had drunk three entire bottles. Overwhelmed with desire, he said in a low voice... "Wow! I think I've already identified one of your many talents... "

"Mmmm ..." was the only thing that could come out of Steve's throat, as he lost himself again in those infinitely soft lips.

Danny spoke against Steve's lips ... "What do you say if we..." another kiss, "... we go up so... so you can show me some of those famous hidden talents?"

Steve moved an inch while saying, "Sounds like a good plan to me! ..." A minute later, they both climbed the stairs. When the third step creaked, as usual, Danny said, "I think you should fix that step..."

Steve said laughing, "No ... it's an intruder detector."

Danny gave a loud laugh and said, "I don't know why I figured you'd say that."

Steve felt that the way to the bedroom was slower than usual, first, because he was walking backwards and his hands were determined to take off Danny's t-shirt and, second, because Danny kept kissing him.

When they finally got into the bedroom, stumbling, Danny took the half-removed t-shirt off, let it fall to the floor, pushed Steve onto the bed and quickly settled on him, resting on his knees and hands. Their lips connected again, hungry.

When Steve's shirt disappeared, Danny shuddered when his fingers felt the thin and barely visible scar that ran vertically through Steve's chest. Feeling the contact, Steve instinctively moved his fingers to the twin scar on Danny's chest. The bond they both had, seemed to be symbolized and strengthened by those scars.

Danny began to move his hands to explore that perfect torso. He briefly allowed himself to remember each of those scars and the wounds that had left them there, as a permanent silent witness to Steve's story.

For a few moments, Steve only allowed himself to feel... Each touch and each kiss weren't felt only in his skin ... The sensation went through layers and layers to reach the deepest ... Danny was touching that place in his heart where no one had been before.

A moment later, Steve's hands flew to Danny's back and began to stroke him, touching and exploring his body with the tips of his fingers ... barely feeling, as if they were floating ...

It seemed that he was afraid of hurting him... As if he was aware of the damage that those hands were capable of doing in certain circumstances. Steve was gentle, sweet and loving ... and Danny thought, grateful, that it was the first time someone treated him with all the love which he always wanted to be treated with.

Steve rolled on the bed to be on top and Danny let out a moan of surprise. He stroked and kissed every inch of Danny's skin, until his mouth found a small nipple. Steve's tongue began to move over that point, which reacted quickly until it hardened. When he realized the effect his actions were having on Danny's body, his hand began to descend until it reached his groin... Danny moaned when Steve took both dicks in his hand and began to stroke them together.

The hips of both were pushed in spasmodic movements... The hand moved up and down as they rubbed against each other. The climax was coming, and the movements sped up; the breaths fluttered, and their eyes met in a communication without words. They continued to caress each other for a while until their breathing normalized.

Steve rolled to lie on his back... The sweat began to dry on his skin, and he realized, surprised that his heart beat in sync with the rhythm of Danny's breathing. Before the lethargy beat him, a concern began to grow in his heart, as he realized the dramatic turn his life had made in the last 48 hours... At that moment, he knew he couldn't be the same man he was before: Danny had changed him. That scared him. Suddenly, he muttered, "Danny?"

Danny was half-asleep, so he just said, "Mmmm"

Steve spoke again ... "Tell me you won't leave."

Danny opened his eyes and frowned when he turned to see Steve, whose eyes were closed, eyelids tightly pressed... a furtive tear slid down the right cheek. Danny asked, "What? ..."

"Please tell me you won't leave ... Everyone leaves me... All my life I've been disposable for the people I love... I need to know that you will stay..."

Danny turned on his side, put his left elbow on the mattress and rested the head on his hand. His right hand came slowly and caressed Steve's cheek, whose eyelashes trembled. Danny said in a soft voice, "I'm not going anywhere, okay? I'll be here... and when we're old and wrinkled and we're sitting in the beach chairs, arguing about dinner or watching grandchildren playing in the sand, I'll still be here." Steve smiled and sighed deeply. Finally, he let an unexpected calm wrap him and slowly fell asleep.

Danny got up and silently walked to the bathroom. He took a towel and turned on the hot water tap in the sink. When the water was warm and nice, he moistened and squeezed the towel. He left the bathroom and approached the bed carefully, trying not to wake Steve. With all the delicacy that he was capable of, he began to gently cleanse the evidence of the success of their recent activities. Steve didn't even notice.

The room was lit by the dim moonlight that came in through the window. The rain had stopped, and Danny was lying on his side, looking at Steve's naked body which laid beside him. The man was deeply asleep, lying on his back. His left hand rested on his abdomen, his right arm was bent upward on the pillow, his closed hand was holding one of the wooden boards of the headboard.

Danny couldn't believe his good fortune ... For the first time in his life, his mind imagined a promising future, against his damn habit of always thinking of the worst possible scenario. He smiled when he realized that seeing Steve asleep was another of his recent addictions.

Steve moved slowly ... the pleasant sensation of the warm body at his side ended up waking him completely, while he remembered the night before. He opened his eyes and smiled when he met face to face with Danny's mischievous look. The blond man approached slowly and softly kissed Steve's lips. "Good morning ..." he said.

"Good morning, Danno," Steve answered as he stretched his muscles while still smiling.

"Okay ..." Danny said mockingly, "I'm glad to know that, at least on Sundays, you give up your SEAL routines and wake up at a decent hour like a normal human being."

"It's not because it's Sunday, Danno." Steve replied, as he got up and walked to the bathroom. Danny couldn't help his eyes watching him hungrily. "It's for you ..." Steve had a mischievous smile, "I woke up early, but I decided that maybe we could change one exercise for another much more fun." He ran and went into the bathroom, just in time to avoid a pillow that shot off towards him.

When he came out of the bathroom, he settled back into the bed, next to Danny, whose face had suddenly become serious. "What's wrong?" Steve asked.

"Have you already thought ... what are you going to do? I mean the commission in Coronado ... are you going to take it? "

Fifteen days later…

Steve was wearing his camouflage uniform and shouted instructions to four teams of recruits who were getting out of the ocean at that moment. The boys were fully dressed in black cargo pants and white t-shirts. Each team consisted of seven men ... they all walked in line and together was carrying a huge tree trunk that had to weigh, at least 400 pounds, while enduring the ravages of a raging ocean and shouting "Hooooyahhh!"

The training was going well and this stage was crucial ... The boys were preparing for the Hell Week so the success in each of the exercises was of great importance.

After a while, the guys ran over the beach carrying their heavy load and headed to the camp. Steve started walking with David through the sand, talking in a low voice about the expected results of this phase of the training. Two minutes later, they got into the helicopter.

When they reached the base it was almost dinner time. After saying goodbye, he walked to the parking lot ... He got into his truck and drove home. On the way, he felt satisfied, for the umpteenth time, of having made the right decision. While taking the H1, he remembered his conversation with Danny, fifteen days before.

Steve looked at Danny, who felt like if a laser penetrates his eyes, flooding him with heat inside. "Absolutely not. Danno I won't take it ... Although I'd like to supervise the SEAL training program, I'm not willing to leave what I have here." He approached Danny and kissed him.

Danny returned the kiss, but moved away a moment later, "Steve ... listen to me. I know that, at this moment, you feel that rejecting the commission is the right decision ... and I definitely want you to stay, but you must also think about what is best for you ... "

While Danny was talking, Steve could feel the moment when an idea came to his mind ... Perhaps it was possible to have the best of both worlds. The idea matured quickly ... Without saying anything else, he picked up his cell phone looking through his contact list for David Lange's name and tapped on the number.

Danny followed his movements with his eyes, while Steve left the room... He stayed there, lying on the bed, thinking ... almost fearful. The opposite emotions invaded him. On the one hand, he hated the idea of Steve going to Coronado ... but on the other, He knew Commander Lange was right... Steve was the ideal man for the job. Danny wanted Steve to stay in Hawaii, but not at any cost... he wanted Steve to be happy.

Half an hour later, Steve entered the room. He had wrapped a towel around his waist and had two cups of coffee in his hands. He handed one to Danny and sat on the bed, sniffing his with delight.

Danny waited a few seconds, before impatience overcame him and finally asked, "So ...?"

Steve drank a couple of sips of coffee and set his cup on the bedside table. He looked at Danny and replied, "So... It seems I'll supervise the SEAL team training after all."

Danny felt his heart crumble, but he decided to show a smile that disguised his disappointment ... After everything that had happened between them, Steve would go to Coronado.

"Hey!" Steve said suddenly, Danny's fake smile didn't fool him for a second ... "Don't do that, will you? Why do you think I asked you to tell me you would stay?" When Danny didn't respond, Steve said, "Because I want to stay too... I meant what I said... I want everything with you, Danny. I said I woudn't leave and I won't... okay?"

Danny frowned, "I don't understand."

Steve smiled and said, as he reclined on the pillows and put his arm around Danny's shoulders, pulling him. "When I told David I wouldn't take the commission ... Well, he didn't like it very much at first ..."

He took his cup and drank another couple of sips, then he spoke again, "But later, he told me there is a plan B ..."

Danny was still confused, but hope had arisen again, "Plan B?" He asked.

"Yes ... Apparently the position of Training Supervisor of SEAL teams in Pearl, is also available ... So David told me that, if I want it, that commission is mine."

"Wow!" Danny said, unable to avoid the huge smile that showed on his face. "Then, you would stay on Oahu ..." Steve nodded silently, but Danny asked, "What about Five-0?"

"Five-0 stays the way it is, Danno. That was one of my conditions to take the commission. I'll continue as the leader of Five-0 and I'll train the teams three times a week in Pearl.

Danny couldn't help the joy he felt ... slowly, he moved his leg so that his body rested on Steve's... a Ninja movement caused the towel to magically disappear.

When the kisses and caresses began to warm up, Steve whispered, "I want to feel you, Danny... Inside me." Danny moved away a couple of inches and scrutinized Steve's face with a look, "Are you sure?" he asked.

For a moment, Steve misunderstood Danny's frown and surprise, he said in an apologetic tone... "Umm... only if you want." Danny kissed him hard. "Of course I want to... but I don't know what to do... I mean... I know the theory, but I've never done it before... I don't want to hurt you."

With a smile, Steve replied "You could never hurt me, Danny."

Danny's hands began to stroke him again and, one more time, their mouths connected. The sensations intensified with anticipation. Then, Danny slid his mouth down to Steve's neck and throat, stopping next to his ear to whisper, "Do you have any lube?"

In a hoarse voice full of desire, Steve said, "In the drawer ..."

Danny reached out and opened the drawer of the bedside table and pulled out a K-Y tube and a condom. He opened the lid and poured a generous amount into his hand.

Steve shuddered when he felt Danny's hand stroking him again when he began to prepare him; He was nervous, but he closed his eyes and forced himself to relax, focusing on the overwhelming sensations that began to accumulate and was running all over his body. Danny was careful... he prepared him slowly and unhurriedly, watching Steve's reactions to make sure he wasn't feeling any pain. His mouth sucked and kissed Steve's lips and every inch of skin he could reach.

Suddenly Steve moaned loudly, and his body shook when Danny touched a spot inside him. It was a new and intense feeling... something he had never experienced before. Danny couldn't help but notice his reaction, so he repeated the movement a couple of times, until Steve said in a pleading tone, "D ... Danny ... please."

Danny moved his fingers away and Steve suddenly felt empty... He heard when Danny tore the aluminum pack and opened his eyes. Gently he took the condom from Danny's hands... and slid it on his partner's dick. Then, he took the tube of lube and put a little more in his hand, stroking it up and down a couple of times.

Danny put a pillow under Steve's hips and placed himself between his legs, leaning forward, until his chest covered Steve's, which shone with a thin layer of sweat, then, he whispered in his ear, "All right. Tell me if it's too much and I'll stop, okay?" Steve breathed deeply and nodded silently. Danny came in slowly... his eyes were focused on Steve's and his right hand gently stroked Steve's hair.

Steve closed his eyes when he felt the slight burn... he tensed a little... he knew this would hurt, but soon he realized it was a sweet pain... a soft pain that enhanced the enormous pleasure of feeling Danny inside him. Every pore of his skin emanated energy... Instinctively, he lifted his hips, forcing Danny to go deeper.

Danny felt overwhelmed and stopped, closing his eyes for a moment ... When he opened them again, he realized Steve was looking at him... One more time, the words were completely unnecessary... Steve nodded slightly, and Danny began to move, slowly at first ... then he sped up the pace.

They looked into each other's eyes all the time, silently communicating all the emotions that overwhelmed them... The rhythm in Danny's movements became more erratic as his orgasm was close... They both joined in a moan at that final moment and Danny collapsed on Steve's exhausted body.

They stayed that way... intimately connected and embraced, for an indefinite time. Finally, Danny rolled to one side... after removing the condom and throwing it in the trashcan, he put his head on Steve's chest, smiling. "That was amazing..." he said while Steve smiled without having the brain capacity to build any words.

Danny didn't understand ... he had always been loud and talkative during sex, but somehow, he had felt that, with Steve, that was unnecessary.

Steve, on the other hand, was completely relaxed... At some point, all his fears and doubts faded away, giving rise to an indescribable feeling of peace... he felt fully and unconditionally loved... He didn't fool himself, there would be problems, but they will be solved, one by one. He smiled and pulled Danny into a tight hug... for the first time in his life, he was totally happy.

AN2: I want to thank all the people who read and commented this story. I really enjoyed to write it. Thanks to my wonderful beta, Hugo (I love you). I hope this ending doesn't suck.

Thank you for everything.