(A/N) Hey guys, time for another update for Phase Midnight, again written by the wonderful anna1795, of whom this fic is her brainchild. Think we should be able to get these chapters up fairly consistently, so keep an eye out for more in the future. The next one should go up on Friday, and will feature the talents of the equally-talented WargishBoromirFan!

Enjoy!

Get in the Shower

Lt Ian Harper

Written by anna1795

"If love is a battlefield then lust is a playground...Meet me on the swings?" ― Amanda Rose

Ian's nose flared as soon as the door opened, catching the delicious scents of blood, sweat, dirt, gunpowder, and battle. "Ah, you're back!" he said happily, standing up from his desk and turning around to look at his most prized possession, his greatest achievement. Jason stood there, just out of his armour, still covered in copious amounts of blood and filth. "How did it go?"

"Fine," was the single-worded answer as the dark-haired man moved across the room to the fridge, grabbing a beer.

Ian frowned slightly, following him. "Something wrong?"

"No," Jay said gruffly, taking a gulp of beer and setting the bottle down on the table. Harper grins again, sidling up to him.

"Did you miss me?" he teased, running a few fingers through his lover's filthy hair, and a smile was returned.

"…maybe a little," was the gruff reply before a hand catches his fingers, bringing them close together. "Need you," a hot voice whispered in his ear.

Ian's all too eager to jump at the opportunity, but steadies himself. "AFTER you're clean," he said finally. "Why don't you go and get cleaned up a bi-"

"No." He finds himself against the wall and a body pressed close to him. "I. Want. You. Now," Jay said through gritted teeth, his lips stained with blood. Harper almost melted at the brutal sight, it was so glorious. Still, his lover needed to be cowed.

"You're taking a shower now," Ian said determinedly, grabbing Jay's hands and pulling his feet out from under him to drag him, protesting, to the shower and pulling him in before turning on the water. The warm cascade hitting his body caused Jay to struggle and whine in Ian's grip, growling and trying to pull free before he was forced face-first against the wall, Harper pushing against him to keep him still.

"You're going to be fine," he growled in a soothing voice, somehow being heard over his lover's struggles. He didn't care that he's being soaked as well; it's all in the experience. "We're going to get you nice and clean." It's almost like a mother talking to an unruly son with the way that he's speaking to his loyal pet, but that didn't matter. Love was love, and that meant getting down and dirty…in a manner of speaking. He found a cloth and started rubbing at Jay's body, wiping away the residue of battles and missions, revealing fair skin and broad shoulders.

Ian trapped him with his legs and tore Jason's shirt off to get at the dirt underneath, and Jay proceeds to whip around and try to bite him. "Nu-uh," Ian chuckled, twisting Jay's head gently around so that his nose was flat against the wall and he can't turn. He gained a fistful of hair, gently shushing the man who's now whining underneath him, gasping and spluttering through the water.

"It's all going to be okay," he said gently, wiping at Jay's face with the cloth gently, not wanting to rub it raw. "I'm not going to let you drown…you can trust me, Jay…"

Finally, the water and Jay are both finally free of blood and grime, and he pulled Jason's unresisting body from the shower before wrapping it in a large, thick towel. Ian sat up on the sink and pulled Jay against him, rubbing at his body softly, pulling his head into his chest and drying his hair slowly, relishing in Jay's temporary submissiveness.

"There," he said, tossing the towel away. "Finally done." Jay was almost sparkling in his cleanliness, and Ian could fully appreciate his physique. He wanted it, badly, and he knew that Jason wants the same. He looked down at himself, completely soaked. "Now look what you've done," he mocked him accusingly. "You've made me all wet."

Jay looked guilty, but only for a second before he pulled Ian close to him. "Well, let's fix that, shall we?" Ian gave a short bark of laughter and grinned wolfishly. Battles of any kind did tend to make you horny, after all.