OK, so for those of you who don't read status and continue to alert this story. DEAR GOD! This was meant to be a one shot! -sigh- But here I am on chapter 3 playing with poor Neal and Peter. I'm sure right now they'd much rather catch more criminals…Please stop alerting this. It's done ok! But I'll probably keep writing since everyone seems to like it, and WOW. Everyone thinks this is hot? For real guys? I'm not counting you person who flamed me -glare- Don't make me write the twin story! Now, look here this was just supposed to be a test of my dirty writing skills. These are all stories written by my twins. Guess what! All of this is a fanfic inside a fanfic! Peter and Neal aren't doing this yet. I have to write the actual twin story then they'll be doing it! Lol not that ya'll care you just love the twins dirty stories Please have fun! Comments are welcome.

Neal's bed.

Peter glared at the sheets. The sheets were silk this he was almost a hundred percent sure of. After all, Neal loved nice stuff. He loved designer shoes and wine and suits. And then here he was. Peter. A run-down, second-rate, run-of-the-mill FBI agent. He didn't know why Neal let him have sex with him. Maybe he was just depressed and needed the sex to forget but that wasn't the problem.

Nope, Peter was glaring at the sheets because he was mad at himself. He'd been sleeping with Neal for a long time now. Even when Neal was in prison. Boy was that hard to explain to his boss, too. "Why did you need a conjugal with Neal five times this year?" Well, sir, I wanted to bang him, that's all. Yeah, like he'd say that. He'd had to make up excuses and back them up. But all of the times he'd slept with Neal there was one thing he hadn't done yet.

He hadn't kissed Neal. Not once. He'd been sure of that. He'd bit him, banged him, sucked him, but not once had he kissed Neal. It was the one rule he'd had. No kissing. He'd also never done it with Neal in a bed. On the floor, In a closet, against the wall, in a bathroom, in a car. Everywhere except a bed. Somehow he felt like if he did have sex with Neal in a bed it'd be breaking the rules somehow. Not that there were any rules really with this particular arrangement.

R: Man, How am I supposed to get to sex from here…

I: Well…How about I inspire you?

R: Erg, How?

I: -smile- Like this.

Neal walked in quickly not even hesitating, after all it was his room, as he walked already undressing. Peter watched him as Neal pealed off his jacket tossing it over a chair as he moved towards the closet not even noticing Peter. Something about Neal undressing without Peter knowing, it was somehow really arousing.

Neal smiled happily starting to whistle as he undid his shirt. Pausing for a moment he looked into the closet spotting the small white stain on the wall. Peter hadn't let him clean up the cum after he'd finished up fucking in the closet. It was sad, but the truth was that whenever he saw that stain he got turned on. He flushed bright red his cock hardening instantly. Just the thought of when he was sucking Peter off, it was pretty arousing. With a sigh he tossed his shirt to the side and quickly unzipped his pants tempted to jerk off.

"Neal." Peter said making the younger man jump in surprise. Neal spun around his face red and eyes wide. Peter smirked as he noticed that Neal was already completely hard. "Neal, Neal, Neal." Peter chastised as he quickly crossed to Neal pushing him against the closet once more knocking Neal into his clothes. "Are you trying to seduce me?"

I: How is Neal seducing him?

R: Imagine it. Neal has a hard on and he's blushing.

I: And?

R: Now imagine if it were me.

I: OH! I get it now!

R: God you're dumb.

"N-N-No! Of course not! I was- I was just-um…"Neal trailed off his whole body seeming to blush as Peter pressed up against him. Peter smirked and pulled Neal's pants down further easily tossing them aside with a grin.

I: Can't we skip this part? It's boring.

R: Are you serious? This is the lead-up! It's very important!

I: But it's dull….Come on, please?

R:…..

Peter lifted Neal up and pushed him up against the wall easily as he gripped Neal by his hips. Neal let out a loud gasp as he was shoved hard into the wall, he could feel Peter's dick pressing hard against his entrance. "P-Peter!" Neal gasped as he looked up at Peter gripping him around the neck tightly. Peter laughed and pushed his fingers into Neal's mouth and pushed into Neal roughly.

"Shut up. I don't want to hear your unsexy voice." Peter ordered as he kept his fingers hooked into Neal's mouth his hips rocking into Neal roughly as he entered him. Peter groaned softly as is member was swallowed whole by the tight heat that was Neal. Both men gasped loudly panting hard as they both prepared for what was to happen next. Peter wasn't surprised when Neal started to try and make him move. After all, they'd done this dance before. Peter could always tell when Neal was ready. Just like he could tell how much teasing Neal could take. So, Peter held still gripping Neal's hips hard to keep him from bucking into him.

"You're so much more sexy when you don't talk." Peter panted as he slowly began to move his hips in and out his cock pumping slowly into Neal squeezing him tight as they began to move slowly together Peter's fingers slipping into Neal's mouth making him suck on Peter's fingers. Neal groaned loudly around Peter's fingers as he arched forward into Peter seeking out more friction and pleasure. Peter grunted shoving his fingers in and out of Neal's mouth as he pounded into Neal.

Neal sucked hard on Peter's fingers trying to get Peter speed up his thrusts as he sought out his release. Then it happened. Then Peter pulled his fingers away from Neal's mouth and kissed him. And not just an on the lips kiss. A full-blown lip lock in which Neal found his mouth being plundered by Peter's tongue. He groaned even louder somehow more aroused by the friction of tongue against tongue. Neal moaned loudly into the kiss arching completely into Peter pulling him closer to him.

Peter groaned loudly as he pulled away from the wall kissing Neal even deeper as he pounded into him. For a moment he didn't know what to do then he spotted the bed. With a grunt he carried Neal to the bed laying him down carefully. Neal reached up quickly grabbing hold of Peter's face pulling him back down.

"Kiss me." Neal whispered pursing his lips for a kiss as he clung to Peter wrapping his arms around Peter's neck pulling him back into another kiss. Peter groaned kissing Neal roughly as he rubbed their tongues together. Peter couldn't help but wonder why he hadn't done this before. All the other times were good, but kissing Neal actually having sex with him on the bed. It was better than good.

"Neal," Peter whispered pulling away slowly. "Neal, I want you to cum for me." Peter continued as he thrust inside of Neal already about to cum. Neal didn't know whether it was Peter's words or Peter's cock twitching inside of him, but either way he came, hard. His cum splattered his stomach as he lost all sense of himself as he felt-

"Girls!" Peter and Neal both yelled at exactly the same time. The twins heads jerked up in surprise.

"Ren, Isabelle! What are you doing in my office, again?" Peter yelled glaring at Ren as Neal swiftly crossed to them peeking at the computer screen obviously curious.

"Nice! I like it." Neal complimented happily as he read over their story. "Next I should be on top!" Neal offered to them happily. Ren slowly turned to glare at him.

"No way. It doesn't suit your pairing. Be grateful Rennie didn't make you whiny again." Izzy fussed wrapping her arms tightly around Ren glaring at Neal as Ren stared at him.

"Do I tell you how to con people?"


Ok! So that's it people. Period. Stop alerting and let Neal and Peter rest for a bit. The twins need time to think too. Come on people I need to catch up on White Collar! I'm two episodes behind now! But you alerters have your smut. Your welcome. Leave a thank you and please check out my profile and my Clean House story.