dann_0 | PSL: Sentinel AU

Danny is Steve's guide. He is still pretty new at it and working with a Sentinel who has some bad experiences. To top if off, while working a case in Portland he finds out that a guide can have more than one Sentinel who is their perfect match.

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Danny watches him and licks his lips. Holy fuck that should not be half as hot as it is. "Mm, I like the sound of that." He chuckles and moves to continue eating. "This is really good." So far all of Eliot's cooking had been. Fuck everything with Eliot had been really good. It doesn't take him long to finish up and he leans over to kiss Eliot.

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a_very_distinctive

"Good. Be pretty disappointed if you didn't." As for the food, well, he always likes hearing people like it, whether he cooked it himself or it's just from his menu, but there's definitely something deeper and warmer in feeding Danny, and it shows in Eliot's lazy smile and the way he presses their thighs together under the table.

And when Danny leans in for a kiss it doesn't even occur to Eliot not to reciprocate, even after a lifetime of being almost painfully, habitually cautious about displaying his interest in men. He curls a hand around the nape of Danny's neck and turns what was probably meant to be a quick peck into a long, slow kiss, and finally pulls back with a quiet hum of pleasure. "You got your stuff in the car, sweetheart?"

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dann_0

Danny purrs into the kiss, not at all minding that Eliot changed it to a slow deep kiss. Eliot could gladly take charge any time he wanted to if you asked Danny. He pulls back enough to stroke his thumb along Eliot's cheek and then grins. "Yeah, checked out and everything. I am all yours until Thursday."

He nudges Eliot to get up and then grabs his back from under the table and moves to stand as well. "Going back to your place sounds perfect. I'll admit I am still pretty exhausted from last night." And he also wanted to talk to Eliot about what he should do about Steve.

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a_very_distinctive

"An' I like the sound of that," Eliot answers, smirking, and turns his head just a little to nip at Danny's thumb. He's well aware of how many eyes they've drawn and he absolutely doesn't give a damn.

He slings an arm around Danny's shoulders once they're both up and steers them towards the back door and the alley where he has his car parked. "Guess that means I'm gonna hafta let you rest up before I wear you out again."

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Danny wraps his arm around Eliot, grinning a little at the looks and how easily Eliot ignores them. It makes him feel safe and secure in that touch. Not that he didn't to begin with, he is loving all of this.

"That would help, and we should probably talk a little about how things are going to work. The dating part I mean." He follows Eliot easily enough and then moves to the passenger side of the car. By now that is just a habit with Steve and one that is easy to transfer over to Eliot. Once he is inside he looks over at his Sentinel.

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a_very_distinctive

Eliot has to resist the urge to go around and open Danny's door for him, as much for the excuse to keep holding onto him as from a lifetime's habit of possibly misplaced chivalry. He doesn't answer until they're in the little bubble of privacy the car offers, and even then he waits until he's got the engine running and he's pulled out into traffic.

"Yeah, that's def'nitely somethin' we're gonna have to sort out," he agrees quietly, keeping his attention fixed on the road even as he listens to Danny's heartbeat and breathing, attuned to any sigh that he's nervous or uncomfortable.

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"Are we dating?" He isn't sure what this really is or even if they can put a word on it. "Do we even really have a choice with this? Steve seems to think we'll bond and... And I think he thinks I'll leave him behind." He sighs, unhappy with how Steve had reacted.

"What about how Steve and I are together? We're close, sleeping in the same bed. It seems to help him relax and keeping everything under control but... I don't want that to cause any problems with us."

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a_very_distinctive

Oh jesus, it's like Danny's hammering on every one of his weak spots with every word out of his mouth, and he doesn't even have a clue. Eliot's grip goes tighter on the steering wheel and his breath hitches for an almost imperceptible fraction of a second before he forces himself to stay steady and relaxed. He can't fuck this up... but he can't do it and drive either.

"Okay... okay, you're, uh... you're gonna hafta let me get us there before we do this, sweetheart," he rasps, not looking at Danny because he knows right now he's not actually capable of splitting his focus like that. If he looks at Danny he's not going to be able to look away, and that'd be a really damn bad call while driving. "But short answer is we're doin' whatever you want us t'be doin'. It's your call, sweetheart, one hundred percent in your court." Eliot's really not in any position to try and dictate any kind of terms here, he'll take what Danny's willing to give him and be grateful... and hope it's enough.

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dann_0

Danny nods. "Alright. I just.. We tend to have a lot of conversations in the car. Steve and I." He takes a breath and glances over. He can feel the tension rolling off Eliot. But he doesn't want to add to it, so instead, he is waiting, mulling it over. Thankfully he doesn't have a lot of time to get bogged down in it before they are back at the house. He smiles as Eliot pulls in and then, once they are safely parked and the engine is turned off he turns to face the Sentinel and leans in to kiss him. "Been a while since I had a boyfriend, but I like calling you that."

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"Thanks, it's-" Eliot stops himself, hands flexing on the wheel again, glad Danny's not tuned into his emotions enough to realize just how stressed and on edge he is right now. "Talkin' in the car's fine, I just... this ain't a conversation I'm gonna be able t'do a good job of multi-tasking over." There are just too many potential land mines, some purely due to his own issues, others that he knows could trigger the irrationally possessive, over-protective side of him that he doesn't have a hell of a lot more control over than most other Sentinels.

Eliot's more than happy to be pulled into a kiss, and he has to focus to keep it from taking on a desperate edge. He's pretty sure it wouldn't take all that much effort to avoid this conversation entirely for the moment, that he could wind Danny up fast enough and hard enough to forego talking in favor of more fucking, but that would just be delaying the inevitable. Not to mention disrespecting Danny's preferences. That doesn't stop it from being a moment's very tempting thought, though, and he licks into Danny's mouth and scruffs his fingers through his hair.

"I'm pretty partial to it too," he answers, licking his lips and letting his hand slide from Danny's hair down to his shoulder, fingers dragging warmly over his neck and jaw on the way. "Even if Parker's bein' almost as big a pain in the ass about that as she is about findin' out I'm a Sentinel." He leans in for one more quick kiss, then opens his door. "C'mon, lets get in an' get ourselves sorted, sweetheart," he adds, reaching into the back to collect Danny's bag before heading for the door.

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dann_0

Danny makes a soft pleased sound when Eliot deepens the kiss and he has to remind himself that he is in his mid-thirties. Too old for wild car sex. Right? The thought of that is far too tempting. "If she's being too much of a pain, I'll talk to her. Having a boyfriend shouldn't be something you get into trouble over." He follows Eliot out of the car, reaching up to fix his hair. Then he walks up beside him and slides his hand into Eliot's.

"Or is it more that she suddenly wants all the details on guys? My sister was a bit like that when I told her."

Edited Date: 2017-05-31 08:23 am (UTC)

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Eliot's definitely not feeling too old for wild car sex right now, and he's older than Danny. They're also sitting in front of a townhouse in a sedate part of Portland in board daylight, which makes keeping his hormones under control easier than it might otherwise be.

"Nah, it's... it ain't that," he assures Danny as he twines their fingers together, oddly touched at the fact he wants to intervene on his behalf, while at the same time not so oddly defensive of Parker and her peculiarities. "She's just pokin' at it 'cause it's something new. An' she gets why I kept the Sentinel thing to myself, not so much the likin' guys thing."

He pulls Danny in for another kiss on the porch, and it's a little disconcerting, really, how much it feels like he needs to be touching and, christ, tasting Danny if at all possible. He has to let him go, though, to disable the security on the door and unlock it, and it is a somewhat paranoid level of security for a private home. "And, well, yeah... she's also just plain nosy as hell." And he's spent entirely more time than he's comfortable with diverting her from trying to get details of his sex life.

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dann_0

"Well, does she know how it feels? I doubt the military is any better at that than even the worst precincts I've been at." He kisses Eliot back. "If you think it could work, tell her everything. That might make her back off." He suggests as he steps back to let Eliot deal with the door. He has noticed the security. If he had been here just as a cop that would have pinged his senses as something to look into. Security like that usually means something is up.

Once they are inside he reaches for Eliot again, stepping up behind him and wrapping his arms around the taller man as he leans his forehead against Eliot's spine. "I'd like for nothing to change between me and Steve. At least until I can be sure he knows he isn't going to lose me."

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a_very_distinctive

"No, she, uh... she gets that." Because christ, he'd been in before DADT, and you learned early and hard to be careful and quiet. PMCs and the mercenary world hadn't been any better. "But, well, she an' Hardison, we've been workin' together over five years now. They're family. It's just... it's not somethin' I advertise, an' there hasn't been any reason for it t'come up."

He shudders a little as Danny presses close, arms warm around him and head resting against him. If it was almost anyone else--probably even Parker or Hadison--he'd have broken out of the hold almost immediately. Having someone inside his guard, pressed right up against his spine, is the kind of thing that sets his instincts on edge. But it's Danny, and like everything else he's done, Eliot can't seem to do anything but welcome the touch.

Danny's words, though, set tension humming under his skin that he can't even start to conceal, not with Danny pressed so close to him. "That's-" He stops and folds his hands over Danny's, thumbs stroking restlessly over the backs of his hands. He'd like to be facing him, able to get his own arms around him in turn, but if Danny's chosen this then he won't push him. Not right now. "I don't get t'dictate terms t'you, sweetheart," he finally answers, slow and a little careful. "Like I said, this... it works however you want it to, darlin'." He's not going to risk pushing Danny away by making demands, no matter how hard what Danny wants is going to be to live with.

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The tension is enough to make Danny pull back enough for Eliot to turns. "I don't want to do things you don't like." He licks his lips stroking his hands over Eliot's arms. "Would it be better if we're clothed? I can talk to him about doing it less, but I don't think he is going to handle nothing. He doesn't have the control on his own that you have."

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a_very_distinctive

The moment Danny gives him the leeway to move Eliot turns, and presses right back in as close as he can get, arms wrapping tightly around Danny as he presses his face into the side of his neck to breathe in deep. His grip tightens a little further at Danny's question, at the fact that he hadn't gone so far as to think of them naked together for these platonic sleeping arrangements.

The idea gets his hackles ever further up, and he can feel the ache and tug of the incipient bond under his breastbone, almost like a living thing. He's not even thinking coherently when he presses his lips to one of the marks above Danny's collar, giving in, however briefly, to the visceral need to refresh his marks. Whether it lasts or not, in this moment at least, Danny is his, and knowing his marks are there, on his body, claiming him, helps settle Eliot at least a little.

"I trust you," he finally murmurs, lips still pressed to Danny's skin. And it's true, in all the deepest ways, even if he can't quite make his brain get on board with his heart. "You... you do what you need t'do an' I'll handle it. Just-" He stops, arms going tighter and heart trip hammering. "I'm gonna need you t'not talk to me about it. I know intellectually it's not okay, but that doesn't do a damn thing for the fact we're naturally possessive as hell," he admits quietly. "An' I will not cope well with hearin' about that."

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dann_0

Danny shrugs. He thinks it is only fair to ask not to be told about it. "I can't not talk about him at all, he is a part of this since he is also my sentinel, but I can keep the details out of it." He gives a soft sound at Eliot's lips on his neck. He knows what Eliot is doing and he grins. Part of him likes being claimed like this, likes wearing a reminder to himself. Not that he is likely to forget at all. He reaches up to place a hand over Eliot's heart, breathing slowly and trying to make sure Eliot doesn't go too far down the rabbit hole. "I'm yours. You're my boyfriend and I won't do anything you're uncomfortable with."

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a_very_distinctive

"Don't expect that, just... yeah." He doesn't need to hear about their sleeping arrangements, how much time McGarrett might or might not spend curled around Danny, head over his heart or face pressed into the same spot Eliot's breathing deeply at right now. If he doesn't hear about it he can at least try not to think about it.

Like right now, when it would be so easy to get lost in Danny's scent, the sound of his voice and the steady beat of his heart, the slow rhythm of his breath and the warmth of him under Eliot's hands and mouth, except-

"Don't." He makes himself pull back, brows furrowed slightly as he looks down at Danny. "Don't do that, make promises you won't be able t'keep." Because there's a whole host of shit Eliot's not likely to be comfortable with, but like he said before, he doesn't get to dictate terms here. He knows that if he tries he'll be the one who loses in the end.

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dann_0

Danny frowns a little but he stays in the touch. Reaching up to stroke Eliot's hair. Was that a promise he would not be able to keep? He isn't sure but that shouldn't matter. Eliot is right, he knows from experience that you can't ask the one you're with to change everything they do that you don't like.

"How about this then, if you tell me you're uncomfortable with something, I promise I'll listen and together we'll try to work out something that we can both live with." That is a promise he feels he can keep.

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a_very_distinctive

Eliot tips his head into the touch, though it's still disconcerting how easy it is to not just allow, but enjoy. "That's a lot more realistic, sweetheart." Especially since it's dependent on him expressing his discomfort, which isn't something he's going to do if he can keep it to himself... admittedly difficult with a Guide he's so attuned to. But Danny's inexperienced and untrained, so it should be at least somewhat easier than it might otherwise be. "I don't want you t'upend your life 'cause of me." He's just hoping to find a place in it, at least temporarily.

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dann_0

"No, but I want to make room for you in it." He smiles slightly, enjoying the way Eliot relaxes in his touch, the way their bodies just seems to click well. "And I'd do that even if there wasn't the Sentinel thing." Eliot was his boyfriend too. He smiles to himself at that. "Last time I had a boyfriend was before I met Rachel. I tend to lean towards chicks but there are some men that are just too perfect to pass on. You're one of them." He tightens his grip on Eliot.

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Eliot can hear and feel and see the absolute honesty of the statement, and he lifts both hands to frame Danny's face, his own lips twitching into a faint, warm smile as he leans in to press their foreheads together.

"Christ, sweetheart." He sweeps his thumbs over Danny's cheekbones, shivering a little at the rasp of stubble against his skin, and presses a soft, almost chaste kiss to his lips. "Hope it ain't gonna scare you away if I admit you're the first." He's been with a lot of men over the years, but never freely and openly, nothing's ever lasted long enough or been important enough to make that leap. "I grew up in the bible belt, then joined the Army." And he's old enough that had been before even DADT, when the military's position on homosexuality had been even more repressive. "Then PMCs. It just... never seemed worth the risk."

He tips his head slightly for another kiss, this one slower and deeper, though it's still warmth rather than heat. "You would'a been worth it." And it's terrifying to realize how true that is. How short a time he's known Danny and how completely, irrevocably committed he already feels, Guide gift or not.

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dann_0

"Never seemed worth being out about it you mean, because if you've never fucked a guy before I'll say you're a natural." But he chuckles a little and leans into the kiss. "I'll try to make sure I am." He shifts to press against Eliot, like he is trying to get as close as possible. "And you're not going to scare me away. It takes a lot more than that." Heck he is not even sure Eliot can chase him away.

"And you being happy is worth it too. Eliot, you deserve to be happy, no matter if it is with me or someone else." He places a hand on Eliot's chin, stroking over the stubble and everything. "And for that matter, if you decide us dating isn't working for you, I'll still be your guide, you know that right?"

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a_very_distinctive

Eliot laughs quietly, thumbs still stroking over Danny's cheeks. "Nah, I've had plenty of practice at the fuckin' part, just never got around to the relationship part," he admits.

Not that he's had that many relationships with women either. He's just been more open about the very many, very short term liaisons he's had with them, where very few men have been more than a one night stand. It's mostly been the difference between wining and dining women for a week or two or maybe even three... and fucking guys whose names he might not even bother to learn mostly in bathrooms, back rooms, or alleys, with the occasional actual hotel room or invitation back to some guy's place thrown in.

Eliot's breath catches as Danny continues, and though he can read the sincerity in his words, in the steadiness of his heartbeat, the calming warmth of his scent, it still irrationally panics him for a moment. Enough to drive home just how fucked he really is here. "Hey. No," he rasps, coupling it with a short jerk of his head. "No. I want... this. You. That... it's not gonna change, okay?

"Christ." He drops his forehead against Danny's again, and his eyes slip half shut, hands trembling slightly where they're framing Danny's face. "Haven't wanted anyone even half this much in-" He shakes his head, rocking it against Danny's, trying not to remember. "It don't matter, just... I want this, okay? I want you."

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dann_0

Danny catches the rocking and he reaches out to wrap his arm around Eliot and pull him close. "I believe that. And I am glad to hear it. I want you too." He smiles as he continues to stroke Eliot's back. He doesn't doubt that Eliot's got practice at the fucking part. Someone like him can easily get whoever he wants to bed, Danny is damn sure of that. Same with Steve. How the hell did he end up with both of them as his Sentinels?

"Does this mean I get to introduce you to all the silly couples things?" He grins at Eliot, his eyes glittering like he has something planned.

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