A/N: The bedroom isn't the only place you can be sexual.

Peter closed his eyes as he let the water cascade down his body. His day had been filled with criminals and corps so he was happy to finally be home. His body ached for a shower as Peter made his way into his bedroom. The water continued to fall as Peter ran his head through and moaned. This water felt awesome. He leaned against the shower door and closed his eyes as he enjoyed this soothing sensation. His mind began spinning landing right on his partner's face. He began to fantasize about her as the water continued to lick at his skin.

He could smell her perfume as he heard her close his bathroom door. Staying quiet, he could see her through the shower door as she began undressing. He gasped as he saw the red lace lingerie he had purchased for her on Christmas. He was finally getting to see her in it as he felt his breath quicken.

"Megan, you look beautiful," he says as he begins to bathe himself.

He knows she was smiling; she loves when he compliments her. Slowly she opens the door and steps in. There is a wicked smile on her face as she bites down on her lower lip flirtatiously. "Hello there."

Peter turns to find her running her fingers leisurely down her body. He begins to shiver as he watches intently. Megan always turns him on. He heads towards her until he sees her put up her hand. She walks to him and drops down on her knees. His eyes widen and his breath catches as he watches her open her mouth and take him completely.

"Fuck, yes!" Peter gasps into the air as his hands fly to the wall to hold him up. He can't believe it. Closing his eyes, Peter leans against the cold tiles and thrust forward into Megan's throat. He hears her moan which makes her throat vibrate on his penis. Peter can't believe she is pleasing him, in his house, in his shower. One of his fantasies is coming true.

"God Megan, right there," Peter hums as he watches Megan's gaze meets his. She stares at him in participation wanting to make this moment last for him. Sliding his hands into her auburn curls, Peter twists and jerks a little as he began to swell in his partner's mouth. Her fingernails rake across his penis as Peter exhales trying to regulate his breathing.

"Yes Megan," Peter growls. He can't take it anymore. In one swift motion, Peter pulls Megan to her feet, slamming her into the tiles, and ramming into her. He can hear her cries but his persistency makes him continue as he fills her. Repeatedly, Peter thrusts and hammers Megan's core as he feels her body aching in pleasure.

Megan's head flies back as her mouth falls slightly agape. "Right there Peter," she answers throatily.

He can feel her hands rake over his broad chest and feel her warm breath against his neck. Taking advantage of the situation, Peter lifts Megan's leg higher into the crevice of his arm. He listens as her breath catches in her throat as she feels the deeper thrusts Peter gives while he bites on her neck.

"Dammit Peter," Megan growls.

"Shit Megan," Peter responds.

He wants her to tip. He wants to hear her scream his name and claw at his body like an animal. He feels her began to rock back and forth signaling that she's almost at her peak.

"Yes Megan. Come on baby," Peter pants.

*Ring Ring*

"Fuck," Peter exhales as he continues to run his hand up and down his shaft. His eyes fly open as he realizes he's jacking himself off thinking about his partner. He stops abruptly then opens the door as he hears the shriek ring of his cell.

"Dunlap," He answers breathlessly.

A pause, then she speaks. "Did I call at a bad time Peter?"

Peter's hand rake over his face as he sighs, "No Megan, what can I do for you?"

"I'm at your door bearing dinner so can you let me in?"

This was the one time Peter wished Megan hadn't decided to just stop by so unannounced. This woman had impeccable timing to say the least. Not wanting to disappoint, Peter responded, "Yeah, give me a minute though."

"Why? What are you doing?"

"I'm in the shower."

Another long pause and Peter swears she's smirking. "Well, now I know why it took you so long to answer your phone."

Peter hangs up and hops out of the shower. He's rock hard and it's painful for him to walk, but he does it anyway. He throws on some sweat pants so his erection doesn't hurt as much. He greets her as best he can, shows her where the kitchen is, and tells her he'll be out in a few.

To Peter's dismay, Megan couldn't help but laugh. It wasn't often that she thought of her partner to be so sexy and ruggedly handsome, but tonight that all changed. Her fantasies came rushing back to her as she watched Peter disappear into his bed room. Smiling to herself, "This could be one hell of a night."

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