Okay so we have already gotten some suggestions but are asking for a few more just so that we have a number of them to choose from. Oranfly and I wish to write another joint story but are out of ideas. If any of you have anything that you'd wish to see us write please let us know. All suggestions and or requests are welcome.

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A fire was crackling in the grate casting an orange-yellow glow over the otherwise dark room. The fire sent heat through the room, warming the couple that was sitting on the couch. Olivia was sitting between Peter's legs while he had his arms wrapped around her, running his fingers up and down her arm soothingly as they both watched the dancing flames. Astrid had decided to take Walter out to do some shopping for New Year's which was the following day, and had left them alone in the house. They had started dating several months prior and had started spending large amounts of time together, most of it spent wrapped up in the sheets on his bed having copious amounts of sex. They had taken their relationship to the next step after a case had gotten out of control and it was thought that Peter had been killed only to walk through the doors hours later, injured but okay. Olivia had let her raging emotions calm down a bit before she had pulled him to the side and kissed him senseless.

Peter let his fingers trail down her arm but instead of trailing them back up, he let them venture down her side before resting at the hem of her shirt, teasing the skin there. She let him have his fun before turning around and straddling his hips receiving a flirty smile in return, his hands grasping her hips and pulling her body flush with his while she dipped her head down and captured his lips. Pushing her tongue into his mouth, she pulled them backwards so that she was on her back with him on top of her deepening the kiss and pulling him even closer to her, resulting in them rolling off the couch onto the large and thick rug in front of it. She ground her hips against his and heard him give an appreciative groan. Her fingers deftly started undoing the buttons on his shirt, pushing it off his shoulders slowly while his grasped the bottom of hers and pulled it over her head, his lips running over each inch of milky skin as it was presented to him. They both loved everything about the others body, reveling in every inch of flesh they could see, touch or taste, finding that they enjoyed the other more while naked whether they were having sex or just curled up together under the blanket. Neither had felt for anyone else the way that they felt for each other and had both silently decided to show the other just how much they meant. Peter was showing her just that as his lips attached to a hardened nipple, his hand snaking under the denim of her jeans to tease her through her panties, feeling just how wet she was for him.

"God sweetheart you're so hot." Peter sighed, pushing the fabric of her panties to the side and spearing a finger inside her while she undid the button and zipper of her jeans to give him better access, her head tipping back in pleasure while her nails dug into his shoulders slightly. He slipped another finger inside her and felt her come on his hand, a sigh escaping her lips.

"Oh Peter." She gasped, resting her forehead against his and getting off of him, kicking her jeans off. Her hands traveled down to his belt where he helped her undo it and get his jeans off, her hand stroking him through his boxers only for him to gently pull it away.

"After what you just showed me, I need a minute or else I'll never last." He stated, watching her nod and lay down beside him, pulling his face down so that their lips locked again. Their tongues dueled for a few minutes before he pushed her panties down, his boxers soon joining them on the floor. He took her thigh in his hand and lifted it slightly, entering her in one swift move while her legs wrapped around him, pulling him deeper. He reached over and grabbed a pillow from the couch, placing it under her butt to elevate her slightly, just enough so that every thrust he made had him rubbing against her sensitive nub causing her to call out in pleasure, her eyes closed and lips parted. It didn't take long before her body shuddered under his in her second orgasm, drawing out his own and leaving them both slightly drained and very sated.

"I love you." She whispered on his lips.

"I love you too." He beamed at her, propping himself up with an elbow."Are you hungry?"

"Starving." She smiled, her stomach growling making them laugh.

"I'll make us some dinner." He said sitting up and grabbing his clothes.

"I'm going to take a bath." She stated, doing the same with her clothes before heading up to his room where she had started keeping some of her stuff upon his insistence. It did come in handy though she'd probably never admit that to him.

Peter grabbed some stuff out of the fridge and started making meat loaf, preheating the oven and tossing it in, setting the timer before heading upstairs to see where Olivia was with her bath. He pushed the bathroom door open, closing it behind him and walking over to the edge of the tub that she was emerged in, the hot water letting off puffs of steam. Her eyes were closed as he approached her and only opened when he gently cupped her cheek.

"Hey sweetheart, dinner's cooking." He said rubbing his thumb over her cheek, both of them ignoring just how domestic it felt to be where they currently were.

"How long do we have before dinner?" She asked, her hand mirroring his and cupping his cheek.

"We have about an hour before it's done."

"Then why are you still dressed?" She asked with a quirked eyebrow and watched him strip, stepping into the water and sinking down beside her where she curled into his arms. After letting him adjust to the water, she turned in his arms so that she was facing him and captured his lips, her hand traveling under the water to grasp his stiffening member.

"You're insatiable." He chuckled, breaking the kiss briefly.

"I don't hear you complaining." She remarked, kissing him again and pushing him onto his back so that she could capture his hips between her knees.

"I don't think you'll ever hear me complain about being with you." He smiled, one hand resting on her hip while the other splayed out across her back. He leaned in and placed hot kisses across her collar bone and her shoulders eliciting sighs of pleasure from her. Her hands traveled over his chest, her head dipping down, her lips sucking on his pulse point making him shudder slightly. Positioning him at her entrance she sank down on him agonizingly slowly, pulling sighs and moans from both of them. The hot water lapped at their bodies as their hips ground together with each thrust that he made, her head tipping back and her hands grasping the sides of the tub, neither lasted very long before both succumbing to their climaxes. They stayed in their embrace until the water started to cool and they could hear movement down stairs.

"You're father's home." She whispered sleepily.

"Please never say those words when we're like this." He groaned, pulling from her, both climbing out of the tub and drying off. They had both gotten dressed and Olivia was about to leave the bathroom when he gently pulled her back and into his arms.

"Hi." She smiled.

"Hi." He parroted, kissing her and then letting her go, both of them heading down stairs.