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His vision blurs for a moment as pleasure and warmth overcomes him, making him smile and tremble, wrapping his free arm around Danny to keep himself from falling. He presses his stupid grin in the crook of Danny's neck, the cold water falling too hard on his back now, his skin too sensitive, his body hyper-aware. He makes a noise, something between a growl and a moan, and Danny pets his hip with lazy fingers, his eyelashes fluttering against Steve's skin.