Piper felt her body being set alight when his lips touched hers, partially due to the sheer passion behind the kiss and his recent words, partly due to the fact she had now been soaked in warm shower water, not that she cared in any way, right now all she cared about was Peter fucking Hayes. Again.

Her hands immediately dove up to grab the locks on the back of his head, tugging intimately while she tried to take in air between kisses. They had been like animals, clawing at each other. Like starved animals.

Peter had starved himself for far too long and he was ready to devour her. Even if his guilt would eat him alive after, he was allowing himself one more moment to love her openly. One more kiss which he could prove just how he felt even if he was never able to show it again. He was prepared for what would happen to him. He knew as soon as Jeanine had captured Tris she'd be expecting him to fight on her side. He knew what he'd gotten himself in for, he knew betraying Jeanine would end in his death but so long as Piper was safe, that was all that mattered.

So he had thought of this as his final luxury and thus he could die a happy man.

Her clawing at his chest to pull him closer hinted at what she really wanted, pulling back ever so slightly from her lips he let on of his hands tap her wet thigh, "jump" she had done just as instructed without delay, jumping up for him to grab.

His hands nestled comfortably spread out at the very top of the underneath of her thighs. His lips found hers while her back collided with the far wall, the shower water now soaking Peter's bare back.

Neither of them cared about where they were nor that they were locked up, neither of them cared about the time. They only cared about each other.

"Please" she whispered between kisses, "please don't push me away" ensuring to grab and kiss him after every word, "I need you" she confirmed, "I need this" he gave her a slow but meaningful nod, confirming he wasn't going to just drop her and leave this cut short. Confirming he wanted this just as much if not more than she did.

"I always need you baby" his words were so quiet and faint she almost hadn't heard them.

She hadn't responded, she only kissed him in response, digging her nails into the skin at the top of her back at the feeling of his lips moving from her own to her neck. Sucking sweetly while he kissed and nipped.

I love you, she wanted to scream, but she hadn't had the courage since she'd last said it and he'd only stared at her blankly.

One of his hands moved to the waistband of her shorts while his body pushed into hers, that along with his hand now against her ass held her up comfortably.

He hadn't wanted to do anything she wasn't comfortable with but he excessive nodding and tugging at his hair let him know she was indeed comfortable with this. So, he pulled back for a brief moment to carefully set her down on her feet with the water still lashing off his back. Watching while she looked up at him with those damn eyes. Blue.

To her surprise Peter dropped down onto his knee, his hands firmly gripping her hips he leaned forward to plant delicate kisses down the centre of her stomach.

Peter Hayes was quite literally on his knees for her, loving her like she were some sort of queen.

His soft and wet lips felt like they burned into her skin in the best way imaginable. Watching between moans while he began to kiss from one hip across the top of her waist band to the other hip. Unable to help her head falling back to the wall while her eyes closed enjoying the pleasure his touch alone provided. She knew damn well he wasn't exactly going to fuck her, they didn't tend to provide any form of protection in erudite prison like rooms but this was more than enough. Feeling his rough fingers against her soft flesh while she slowly pulled the soaked shorts down, kissing what felt like each and every inch of skin around her while he pulled them down, eventually letting them fall to pool around her feet.

He let his hands run back up her calves before reaching her thighs, he had nearly forgotten how much he loved her thighs especially when she was shivering in anticipation like she was just now. He took his time partially because he loved the feeling of her wet thighs under his grasp, squeezing while she hummed in pleasure, the other part of him wanted this to last because he knew damn well this may never happen again.

"So pretty" he hummed.

Peter had never felt this way about anyone, looking up to see the pure bliss she felt. She was the most beautiful person he'd ever set eyes on, sometimes that was his downfall, he wouldn't see any other woman the way he seen her.

Standing back up to somewhat tower over the girl whose hands instantly wrapped around his neck, tugging his wet curls while pulling his lips back in to meet her own. His lips were as wet as hers which almost made this feel more intimate, being under the water, not that she knew why. Peter hadn't taken any time to slip his tongue into her mouth, something she gladly accepted.

Her nails dug into the back of his neck, the sadistic part of him loved it. He loved the marks she left to let both him and the world know she'd touched him in this way.

Her teeth lightly nibbled his bottom lip between kisses.

Her lips trailed down his neck, gentle being sure not to leave any marks he hadn't wanted not that it lasted when he moaned, "don't be shy" the words were like a confirmation for her that she could leave as many marks and scratches she wanted.

Sucking on his somehow tanned looking skin left small purple traces over his neck and chest. Running her hands down his chest while she was there.

He had enjoyed the tension when he had been the one to create it. He loved the feeling of her skin heating up under his touch, but now that she was the one teasing he felt like he would combust if he didn't touch her right then and there and so he cut her short, grabbing a fistful of her wet hair and tilting her head up to face him, he wanted to see those pretty little eyes while he worked.

His other hand which had been on her hip trailed down her side to find the edge of her underwear, slipping his finger under the lace and running it along her hip before making his way down between her thighs, stopping abruptly when he watched her eyes close in pleasure, taking the time to tug her hair once more, "I'm gonna need you to keep those pretty eyes on me" Piper's eyes opened almost immediately, staring up into his darker orbs. God he made her so weak, among other things. He watched her lips part while he pushed her underwear to the side, running his finger along the whole length of her cunt. Watching her eyes flutter closed once again, "Baby, look at me" anything he asked of her right now, specifically keeping her eyes open was a task but she knew whatever he said she'd be happy to comply.

Her eyes opened once again, just as blue as ever.

Those three special words were on the tip of his tongue, they just wouldn't come out, he couldn't give her any more false hope than he already had. Even if he loved her more than he'd ever loved anything, he could at least keep her safe.

He watched as she let out a breathy and sweet gasp while one of his fingers pushed inside, making him now aware that the wetness hadn't just been from the shower. He watched while she tried desperately to keep her eyes open for him but failed whenever he hit that certain sweet spot of hers. Her body was a permanent tattooed imprint inside his brain. He knew everything she loved and pined for and he was more than happy to give all of it to her and more. Her little gasps and moans were like music to his ears when he'd inserted a second finger and began to speed up.

"Please" she begged opening her eyes once more to find his already meeting her own, she couldn't have known that he'd do anything she asked specifically when she said words like please, when she had been as flustered as she was now, "don't stop" she moaned wrapping her hands around his neck before letting them graze the skin of his shoulders.

He had been worried at first that she was only kissing him the way she had been to get him to talk, it would have worked so he couldn't have blamed her but nonetheless it was quite the relief to find out she wanted this just as much as he had. He had been working on the angelic like woman before him for what had been multiple minutes but to him it felt like hardly any time because the only thing he had wanted was to make her feel good. His lips practically attacked hers at the side of her becoming more whiny knowing she was getting more undone by the second, he wanted to savour every single moan that left her mouth with his own. This only made her more needing of him, her kisses had been somewhat sloppy not that he cared and her body pressed to his.

"I want more of you" she whispered between kisses, it had been like she was reading his mind but despite his every instinct to ruin her until he could kiss the pretty tears away, he couldn't.

"I know baby" he spoke back, putting his hand by the side of her neck so he could tilt her chin up with his thumb, "if I could fuck you senseless right now.." he let out a groan at her nails in his flesh, loving the feeling, "I would" he finished the sentence from before, "as often as you'd let me, but I can't right now"

She smiled with her eyes closed at the thought, they hadn't exactly been looking for an unwanted pregnancy at that time. However if you asked her months back she would've just been happy so long as it was with Peter, but now that had changed.

"Maybe later" her words were like a sacred promise. He knew that when he refused to tell her about Will again they'd be back at square one, if he had to choose her over any of her friends which was becoming more likely with Jeanine's wrath, she'd never forgive him but the words were enough for him. The idea that she was imagining such a thing, the idea that right now she planned on this happening once again, but her next words felt like the set him alight, "old habits die hard" he thought back to their time at dauntless, the fact they both pretended their secret moments together were simply habit. Fuck he swore she knew what she was doing, because surely she knew how perfect she looked and sounded right now.

He had been as hard as hell right then and the entire time practically since her skin touched his but he couldn't allow the favour to be returned not when this wouldn't last. He didn't want her to regret anything she did for him. Even if she hadn't realised what he was doing now was just as much for him as it was for her, the main source of pleasure for Peter Hayes was watching Piper enjoy what he did for her. Peter had never been a giver, he'd always been a receiver more so because he didn't give a shit about the girls he'd been with, he hadn't really gotten pleasure from theirs but with Piper, he could go without any sexual favours from her to give her them instead.

Her head tilted backward against the wall, Peter still being in awe of how beautiful she looked with the water still spraying over the pair. Mainly his back taking the brunt of the steaming hot water, finger prints left in the fogged glass behind him.

Her release had been as beautiful as she had, something that had glistened his fingers which he would then use on himself, wishing he could've done more like she'd asked.

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TMI:
So I'm not great with smut and I tried to google other words for a woman's private *area* so it didn't come across cringey and holy shit, do not google that I was on the floor with some of the words that people apparently use. Lmao. Moral of the story is I apologise if the words I used weren't great my options were limited.