Des grinned and nodded a little at Peter's question. "Yeah, I'm definitely still up for that back massage. If it's anything like how you wash hair, I'm gonna be a puddle of goo," he teased. "Think you can handle that?" He laughed and stepped out of the shower, grabbing a couple of towels and draping one over his head as he took Peter's hand and drew him out of the shower. He draped the second towel around Peter's shoulders and then kissed him again, a gentle, playful brush of his lips against Peter's.