After a long mission, you and your partner returned home. Two weary agents and lovers in search of respite in the embrace of domesticity. You both lead noble lives of protecting America and bending to the wishes of the government, but in the cover of privacy, you were nothing more than two hearts bound to each other. Entwined like knotted wire.

The steam billowed from the shower, swirling around the figure of Leon's wife as she stood beneath the cascading water, her silhouette visible through the misted glass. Leon watched her from the doorway, his eyes tracing the curves of her frame as she moved gracefully, her hair clinging to her skin, droplets of water glistening like diamonds against her complexion and the surface of the bathroom mirror. The burgeoning desire pooling like a fiery cauldron in his stomach became inconsolable. It didn't take much contemplation before he peeled off his dirty and tattered clothes and slipped into the shower alongside you.

"Hey baby," He purred, his tone husky with desire as his rough hands found purchase on the swell of your hips. Naked and exposed, he leaned over you and ran his lips along the curvature of your neck. The spray of water caressing away the dirt and grime of work. "Missed you." Leon mumbled, his groping escalating to a grab as he pressed you into the cool tile of the shower. His strong hands grappled the underside of your thighs, lifting you effortlessly to close the distance. His visage mere inches from your own.

"I'm glad to be home." Leon breathed, his blonde locks shiny with moisture. His smoldering stare closed as he brought you into a fierce, bruising kiss. "I want you." Leon growled needily, vying for you as he slid himself against your inviting flesh. Teasing the sensitive heat of his wife with withering restraint. The muscles in his arms bulged, his chest against yours as he held you. "Give yourself to me. I need to feel you. To be inside of you. Empty myself in you..." He hissed, letting his fingers possessively curl into your sides. "Please."