Which is getting considerably difficult not to be thinking about as the slide of wet skin against soapy skin mingles with the combined exhaustion and exhilaration of the good end of a mission.

At least, he tells himself that's all there is to it. Physical response. Simple, nice.

He lets out a soft moan when a particularly tender area is grazed - closing his eyes against the building warmth of the small distance between them. "Feels good."