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Des was really glad that Peter seemed to be responding well to the kissing. He'd been afraid the looking alike would be an issue. It didn't bother him in the slightest because he'd been affectionately kissing his twin brother Jude for years. Making the leap to something more with a lookalike wasn't too far of a stretch.

He kept the kiss light and casual at first, then slowly deepened it, nibbling at Peter's lip. His free hand snaked down the other man's back, easily untucking his shirt from his pants so he could slide his hand under the material, fingers stroking the small of Peter's back.

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He loved the sounds other people made, the expressions on their faces--Peter enjoyed playing with sex, not just having it. Having fun with Des' hair was definitely turning him on again too. Though he wouldn't mind a nap if it went in that direction, the shower was definitely relaxing. "Oh yeah? Still up for that back massage?" he asked, finishing rinsing the soap out. Then he reached back to turn the shower off.

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.

Peter followed Des out of the shower, holding onto his hand, but he let go as he was given the towel. He kissed the other man back, smiling against his lips, and then reached up with the towel to dry his damp hair. "I hope you won't be a literal puddle of goo, I'm so not responsible for that. Unless you're a shape-shifter."

Des laughed and shook his head, looking amused. "Nah, not literal. Most you have to worry about is me phasing through something and getting stuck. Which is pretty awkward, actually." He grinned and dried his own hair before toweling off a bit and wrapping the towel around his waist. "To the bedroom?"

"That would be awkward," he said, raising both eyebrows a little. "Does that happen a lot?" Peter pulled the towel around his waist too and brushed his hair back. "Yeah, then you can lie on the bed."

"Yeeeah, very awkward," Des said with a laugh. "It mostly happens when I'm incredibly drunk or extremely nervous or frightened." He motioned for Peter to follow him and headed out of the bathroom, moving across the hall to his room.

"Don't mind the mess," he said sheepishly, referring to the dirty clothes piled up on the floor. "Tomorrow's laundry day."

"Sounds a bit hilarious too," he said teasingly. "Hopefully you won't be nervous or frightened about a massage."

Peter didn't really mind the mess. His own place wasn't exactly the picture of clean--at least it was better than when he was in college. "Laundry day, I know what you mean." He walked over to the bed and held his arm out, waiting for Des to come in to lay down.

"Nah, the only thing you have to worry about is me getting turned on," Des said with a wink.

He moved over to the bed and settled down on his stomach, his arms at his sides and his cheek resting on his pillow. "This work for you?"

"Hmm.. I'll admit my secrets and say I'm counting on it," he said, grinning back at him.

He waited until Des was settled before he approached and climbed onto the bed, straddling his legs with his knees. "Yeah, that's great. Tell me where you need it." Peter leaned down to start kneading Des' lower back, working up toward his shoulders.

Des smirked a little as Peter admitted that he was hoping to turn him on. Once Peter started to knead his back, Des groaned a bit. "Pretty much all over," he said. "It's been way too long since my last massage."

"Hmm, yeah, I can tell." He moved up toward his shoulders, starting to massage the base of his neck with his thumbs. "Your muscles are pretty tense." They were also gorgeous. Des had a beautiful body--Peter couldn't take his eyes off of him.

Des groaned softly, his eyes drifting closed, as he savored the feel of Peter's hands on his skin. "I sit too much in front of a computer, I think," he said. "Occupational hazard." He grinned, chuckling softly. "Where'd you learn to give massages?"

"Yeah, computer chairs can do that to you," he said, smiling a little. "We did do some occupational therapy sorts of things in nursing school. It's been awhile, but I remember most of it."

"I try to stop what I'm doing and get up every once in a while, but sometimes I get caught up in a project and time gets from me," Des said with a grin. "That's pretty cool. I'm dating a nurse; I like that."

"Yeah, I do know how that is though, you just get wrapped up in things." He slid his hands down Des' back, starting to knead his lower back and his sides gently. "Yeah," he said, laughing softly. "Probably not what most people think when you say nurse though."

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"Especially not when you say male nurse?" Des said with a chuckle. "Personally, I think it's pretty sexy. Something about using your hands." He groaned, feeling a tingle go through him. "You're doing a great job with that massage. I can feel my body relaxing already."

"I can feel you relaxing too," Peter said with a small smile. "That does change things. Though I think that having a graphic designer boyfriend is pretty awesome too." He moved his hands off of Des' back to the bed to support himself and leaned down to kiss between his shoulderblades.

"You have magic hands," Des mumbled, his eyes closed. He laughed and grinned. "Yeah? You can see some of my awesome artwork around the city..." He shivered a bit at the kiss. "Mm, that feels nice."

"I wouldn't say they're magic. I really haven't had a chance to do this on a regular basis or anything," he said, smiling a little. "You should point out your work to me the next time we're out together."

"You can do this to me any time you want, Peter," Des said, smirking. "I'd love to show you my work the next time we're out together. Maybe later tonight? Right now though, i'm feeling the urge to kiss you." He rolled over and sat up, pulling Peter toward him and kissing him deeply.

"I'm definitely cool with that urge," he murmured, kissing him back and sliding his hands down Des' sides again. "Later, yeah.. definitely later."

Aaaaand the lights go dark on lovemaking? ;D

Mmhm, lots of fun.

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