Club Four-Four-Five had been open for a month, Steve and Danny agreeing that there was more work involved than they would ever be able to catch up on. They had no regrets about opening the Club, and their employees were the best they could have hoped to have. But still – they had worked until sunrise more nights than not.
It was 5:00 in the morning when Steve finally shut down his computer. “Come on,” he said, holding out one hand to Danny.
“What?” Danny said, looking up at him with bleary eyes. “I’m not done.”
“I don’t care,” Steve informed him. “We are quitting for the night…morning…whatever. I’m tired. You’re tired. We went past productive an hour ago.”
“Uhn,” Danny said, rubbing his face to try and erase some of the fatigue. “Yeah. As much as it pains me to say it, you’re probably right.”
“Come on,” Steve repeated, his hand still extended.
“Yeah,” Danny said, taking his hand and leaving their office together. “Wait. Where are you going?” he asked when Steve didn’t turn toward the front entrance where the Ferrari was parked.
“To the pool,” Steve said like it was obvious.
“The pool,” Danny repeated, his realization of what Steve was suggesting reflected in his voice.
“Yep,” Steve said, opening the door to the deck. He turned to unbutton Danny’s shirt before pulling it off of him.
“We don’t have a lifeguard,” Danny pointed out. But the protest was half-hearted at best.
“Babe,” Steve laughed, reaching out to open Danny’s pants.
“Oh right. Navy SEAL,” Danny agreed, pulling Steve’s shirt up and off, enjoying seeing all that tanned flesh glowing from the low lights left on in the Club, and the illumination smiling down at them from the full moon.
“Yep,” Steve said, helping Danny step out of his shoes. “We’ve wanted to go skinning dipping since the pool was finished. We have tomorrow off. Tonight is perfect.”
“Yeah,” Danny sighed, pulling Steve’s pants down so he could free himself from them. “Beautiful.”
“Not as beautiful as you,” Steve said, leaning down to kiss him before he could respond.
“Will you dive in so I can watch?” Danny requested, looking up at Steve with more than a gleam of admiration.
Steve laughed before executing a perfect dive off the edge of the deck. They’d made sure the pool was deep enough to make it safe, knowing it was going to happen so it was better not to fight it.
Danny followed him in, not quite so graceful or elegant. But it didn’t matter, especially with Steve waiting for him. “Have you done in a pool?” Danny whispered when Steve wrapped his arms around him.
“Yep. You?” Steve asked, kissing the answer out of his mouth.
“The ocean but never a pool,” Danny said, wrapping his legs around Steve’s hips. “Can we have real sex? Or…you know… hands only?”
“Well,” Steve said, kissing Danny’s neck as he considered his answer. “We can try real sex as you so eloquently put it.”
“What would you call it, Mr. Smarty Pants?” Danny asked, no heat in his words.
“I’m not wearing pants,” Steve reminded him with a laugh. “Making love. The downside to pool sex is the water tests that Palakiko will be doing in the morning.”
“Ahh…” Danny said. “An unidentified foreign protein could be detected.”
“Could be,” Steve said. “Given ejaculate to water ratio, most of it should dissipate by 10 o’clock.”
“You know I love it when you talk nerdy,” Danny said, proving it be poking Steve in the stomach with his erection.
“That’s why I do it,” Steve said, reaching for Danny’s erection to demonstrate how much he approved. “We don’t have anything for lube.”
“No we don’t,” Danny agreed, quickly losing track of the conversation. Steve’s hands were making it hard to think about anything except Steve’s hands.
“Do you have any idea what I just said?” Steve teased, caressing him in the way he knew drove Danny the most crazy.
“Mmm… lube. Don’t got any.”
Steve laughed at that, kissing Danny so he didn’t have to try and make any more sensible sentences.
Danny used his free hand to point to his left, to the edge of the pool that seemed to drop off into infinity. Steve understood, taking him to the side so they had an unobstructed view of the dark trees surrounding their property and the mountains beyond.
“Oh…” Danny moaned, trying to look down between their bodies. The underwater lights provided just enough illumination for him to watch the motions of Steve’s hand. The water enveloped their bodies, holding and nurturing them. It felt right and true. “Uhn…” Danny grunted, surprised by the contractions of pleasure coursing through his body. He was only vaguely aware of Steve’s triumphant laughter, and was very aware of all the skin-to-skin contact as Steve held him.
“Nice,” Steve whispered, kissing his face and neck as Danny tried to come down from the orbit Steve had launched him in.
“More than nice,” Danny was finally able to whisper. “You are extremely talented.”
“Yep,” Steve agreed with another kiss. “You going to be able to do something about this?” Steve asked, wrapping Danny’s hand around his hard need.
“Soon,” Danny promised, indulging in the luxury of being held by Steve.
“’Kay,” Steve said, content to gaze at him as he waited.
“Stop staring at me,” Danny requested without opening his eyes to confirm his suspicions.
“Nope,” Steve said.
“Okay,” Danny conceded. “Hoist yourself up on the deck.”
“Over here?” Steve asked as he maneuvered them to the wooden section.
“Right here,” Danny agreed, holding onto the edge of the pool as Steve lifted himself up and out of the water. “Perfect,” Danny said.
“Are you going take care of it or just look at it?” Steve asked, staring down at him.
“Mmm…” Danny said, pretending to consider it.
“You have to the count of three or I’m doing it myself,” Steve warned.
“Nope,” Danny said, slapping away his intruding hand. “This is all mine.”
“All yours,” Steve agreed, leaning back on his hands when Danny finally reached for him. Steve gasped softly, Danny’s hand warm in contrast to Steve’s cooler skin, not that he minded. He especially didn’t mind when Danny hoisted himself up enough to bury his face between Steve’s hard thighs. Danny’s mouth on his erection was everything…the only thing… the most perfect feeling ever. “Ohhhh…” Steve moaned, laying down on the deck. Danny was sucking his brains and his strength out through his cock and he was reduced to a puddle of contentment. “Oh babe.”
“Mmm…” Danny hummed around him, licking, exploring, sucking for all he was worth.
When Steve erupted, Danny took it all in, swallowing as fast as he could, not wanting to waste a drop. Steve finally batted at his head, needing a respite from the sensations Danny was stirring.
“Sorry,” Danny said, kissing him one last time before lifting himself out of the pool to lay next to Steve. “That was pretty great.”
“Too much chlorine?” Steve asked, not opening his eyes.
“A little,” Danny decided. “Really thirsty now.”
“I can imagine,” Steve said, lolling his head to look at Danny. “Don’t fall asleep.”
“I’m not,” Danny claimed. But it was so pleasant laying here under the stars next to his love, it would be easy to let sleep take hold.
“Come on, Danno. We need to get dressed and go home,” Steve said, sitting and patting Danny’s thigh.
“Right,” Danny agreed, sitting up with a yawn. “You have the best ideas. I’m glad I’m marrying you so I get the benefit of them permanently.”
“Me too,” Steve said, frowning briefly as he wondered if that actually made sense. Deciding it didn’t matter, he stood and helped Danny up. They dressed and followed to deck to the front, leaving in the Ferrari just as the sun peeked over the horizon.