Setting: AJ been busy working for the Order, haven't been together in awhile.

Fred was sitting fully clothed on the toilet lid, watching me shower. I had told him to wait ten minutes until I had actually taken a shower. I was putting conditioner through my hair now, and he was staring longingly at me. I waited until his eyes met mine again.

I held up five fingers to him, he groaned.

Two minutes later I grinned as I heard the shower door shut quietly, and moments later hands groped me from behind. I opened my eyes as the last of the conditioner had left my hair. He pressed himself against me, his cock hard against my lower back. One of his hands dropped to my stomach, holding me to him, the other drew circles around my nipple.

His mouth against my neck, he pushed me against the wall, his body still pressing against my back.

His hand slid down my stomach and down my thigh, hiking my leg off the ground.

"Don't get the wrong hole." I panted.

"I won't." He growled, reassuring me he wouldn't enter my backside.

My hand was above my head, palm against the wall. One hand reached behind and groped his butt. He groaned.

"Baby, I can't hold it." He panted.

I chuckled. "Go for it."

I reached on my tip toes as the tip of his cock found my entrance and he plunged in.

I moaned, always loving the feel of the initial penetration. My hand on the wall slid between my legs. I rubbed my clit between Fred's thrusts. His wet body made a slapping sound against mine, and my body slapped against the wall. These noises and Fred's groans had me on a high within minutes. That was also when Fred came. He stopped, panting against my back.

"I'm sorry." He breathed heavily against me.

I turned in his arms to face him; "Don't be."

He relaxed his arms around me, resting against me as I rested against the wall.

I started rubbing my core with two fingers, my other hand around Fred's waist. I felt his heart beating heavy against my chest, and listened to his rapid breathing. I looked over his broad pale shoulders, the curve in his neck, and brushed my lips along his jaw-line. My fingers getting straight to the point of my clit. I couldn't stop the arching of my back three times before I came.

Fred sighed and closed the tiny gap between us. We stood holding each other as the stream of water from the shower head continued to flow down Fred's back.

"I just missed you so dam much." He whispered desperately.

"I know baby. Me too."

"Come on. Lots to talk about." I pulled him from the shower.

A couple of minutes later, we were lying facing each other on the bed, propped up on our elbows.

I was brushing one set of fingers through my long damp hair.

"I listen to Potterwatch all the time." I smiled.