"Bullshit."The word alone was cold as his gaze narrowed slightly at the challenge. He was fucking tempted to push Peter to his knees, and if they were anywhere else, he would have. Letting go of him to reach over and shut off the torrent of water, eyes blazing at the soft noises his touch elected from the other.
Stepping closer, his fingers curled tighter around Peter's length,tracing his fingers over the velvet head gently."Don't think I won't?"He questioned,fingers tracing rhythmically along his skin.