And here is the final part of this one. I really struggled trying to get this started, but I think I finally figured it out.

1x12 - Standoff - pt 3

—Beckie—

Thank you for looking this over and telling me that it is not shit!

Elizabeth watched as Henry took off from the bed into the bathroom, she sat herself up and followed, leaning against the doorway. She watched him as he pressed and fiddled with the buttons getting the water on and to the correct temperature. He turned around and pulled her to him, pressing a kiss against her mouth.

"Why don't you get in, and I'll go and get those big, fluffy bathrobes ready for us getting out before I join you," he stared at her hungrily. Elizabeth grinned and stepped in, the water pouring over her and she sighed at how good it felt, lifting her face to the water she let the water relax her. Elizabeth shivered as a draft slid over her skin, and then Henry was with her, his hands creeping around her waist, resting on her hips.

"Henry," she whispered as she turned and looked into his eyes, the hazel depths had gone dark with desire. She pressed a kiss to his lips, reaching round to grab hold of the cloth and body wash. She poured a large amount of the body wash onto the cloth and ran it lightly over his shoulders, following it teasingly with her fingernails. Henry groaned, closing his eyes and slumping against the wall as her fingers played over his slippery skin.

Elizabeth teased him as best she could, raking her nails lightly over his nipples. She watched him as he closed his eyes to the sensations he was feeling. She slowly made her way down his arms with the cloth and then back up again, running it down his stomach. She stopped and pressed a kiss to his collarbone, moving her mouth down slowly to take one of his nipples into her mouth, teasing it with her tongue. She grinned as he let out a loud groan, moving her mouth to follow the droplets of water as they trickled down the planes of his chest, the cloth following her. Henry moved his hands into her hair, pulling her up towards him so he could kiss her thoroughly, distracting her from her task, he turned her around so she was facing the wall.

Elizabeth pushed herself back into his hard body, a little disappointed that he was still soft but as his right hand slipped lower, around the top of her thigh she couldn't help but suppress the need to cry out in delight.

"As much as I feel turned on right now I've got nothing left in me babe, this one is all for you," he whispered as he wrapped his left arm around her chest, to hold her in place as his right hand felt the way. "Just think about me."

Elizabeth felt her body twitch as he stirred her senses awake for the third time. She let out a groan that had him making one in return, her left arm was pinned beneath his, she brought up her right hand and held on to his wrist, the one that was in the perfect position to rub against her pubic bone while his fingers stroked, and clung on.

'Think about me,' she could hear him breathing softly in her ear and she hit the point where the tension was almost unbearable and let her body relax into him. Henry's right arm tightened around her, taking more of her weight, the swirling pleasure he was orchestrating within her was suddenly louder than the water streaming over their bodies. 'Let me make you feel good.' She squirmed against him, letting her mouth drop open to take in a gasp of air, her grip tightening on his wrist.

"Elizabeth?"

"Uh," she breathed.

"Do you have any idea how hot this is right now? He kissed her neck. "Mmm god you're so amazingly sexy."

Elizabeth arched her head back, leaning it on his shoulder. Henry nibbled at her jaw and she turned her head to meet his kiss. She wasn't sure what happened next, but with the momentum of her turning her head he managed to spin her further, letting her go, only to push her against the shower wall gently, trailing kisses down her throat, her chest, giving attention to each breast, but quickly, moving to kneel in front of her, lifting a leg over the back of his shoulder carefully. Elizabeth's hand shot up, flailing about to grab onto something so she didn't slip. Her hand managed to grab hold of the shower head just as he pressed his mouth against her and she immediately rocked her hips into his face. He withdrew in delight, a quick laugh in his eyes before pushing her hips back, holding her in place this time as he teased her with his tongue.

"Oh fuck, Henry," Elizabeth cried to the ceiling. Pleasure shot up her spine. Her right hand threaded through his damp strands, holding him in place lightly, her hips encouraging him with every stroke and twist his tongue made. "Oh," she whimpered again, feeling her toes curl. So close and now she was desperate for the sharp edge of finality. She reached for it, gulping back air and water. "God. Now. Please," she begged her husband. Her head struck the tiles of the shower sharply, the shock of pain being dulled as Henry continued to tease, suck and bite lightly until her body stopped quivering and took in the breath she had been holding. She could feel her blood rushing through her veins as she sank to the floor within his arms. He immediately kissed her neck, her cheek, the side of her head. "You all right?" He asked lightly, a hint of surprise in his tone.

"Uh huh," Elizabeth nodded. Her legs moved to wrap around his waist where he was knelt on the floor of the shower, her arms resting over his as he held her firmly.

"Literally knocked you off your feet with that one," Henry chuckled.

"You can be such a smug bastard sometimes."

"I know," he laughed again. He kissed her softly. "You going to be able to move if I let you go?"

Elizabeth snorted, "That's the strongest orgasm I've had in a while so no, I don't think so."

Henry chuckled again. "Come on," he moved them carefully, letting her slide from his lap and positioned himself to get to his feet, his hands on her upper arms, encouraging her to get to her feet too. When she was standing he gave her a long deep kiss that left her breathless all over again.

She clung on to him, arms around his shoulders. "Apart from the arguing and worrying, I'd have to say that this was the best anniversary yet."

Henry chuckled and turned the water off, Elizabeth stepped out of the shower first, wrapping a robe around her body as she made her way into the bedroom to get her case. She opened it and rooted around, pulling out her blue, silk nightgown and dropping her robe to put it on.

"You weren't even wearing that and we did all that sexy times," Henry chuckled, his arm waving around vaguely at her body as he made his way out of the bathroom to join her in the room.

Elizabeth snorted and shrugged. "You ready for breakfast?" She grinned.

I've got another chapter ready to go! I've incorporated a prompt and a scene together! So look out for that in the coming week or so!

Thank you as always for your kind words of support and for bot giving up on me!