The long awaited chapter 5, this might be the last chapter since I haven't been hit by my muse anymore unless I get a bunch of reviews, requests, or suggestions I'm all ears.
Chapter 5: Bananas in the Bedroom
Elizabeth opened the front door and smiled. "Oh Neal thanks for coming over on such short notice, Peter hurt his back and I'm going to be late for my flight if I don't leave soon," she said as she rushed around the living room gathering her bags for her trip. Neal smiled as he walked into the house carrying a plastic bag. "I'll take very good care of Peter and I'll make sure he gets a lot of rest, you just enjoy your trip in San Francisco and take a million pictures and tell your family hey for me," Neal said as he shooed Elizabeth out of the house and into her waiting cab.
Neal stood smiling on the stoop now that he had two weeks alone with Peter. "It's been a week since we had lunch in the park and now I get two weeks to exact my revenge. I better get to work," Neal remarked as he walked back inside and closed the door behind him. Heading up the stairs to the second floor Neal kicked off his shoes and removed his coat and shirt before he slipped into the master bedroom. Before him was the greatest sight in the world. A defenseless FBI agent lying on his stomach, moving like a mouse Neal moved up behind Peter and straddled his hips.
"Hello Agent Burke… I'm Neal and I'll be your very naughty nurse for the next two weeks," Neal said seductively as he put his hands on Peter's bare back and began to give him a deep muscle massage. Peter's eyes snapped open and turned his head as far as he could to look at Neal pinning his hips down. "Neal, get off me I'm resting," Peter ordered as he tried to sit up. "Oh now don't be like that, Elizabeth asked me to come and take care of you because you hurt yourself," Neal said as he pressed his thumbs into Peter's shoulder blades earning a loud groan and Peter's arms turning into jelly and making him fall back against his pillow. "I see you like that… well then how about this?" Neal asked as he pressed a little harder and moved down Peter's spine very slowly making sure to press on each vertebra, Peter groaned louder.
Smirking widely Neal sat back and removed his skilled hands. Peter snapped his eyes open again. "Neal, please my back is killing me, please keep going," Peter requested as he reached his hand back and found Neal's knee against the bottom of his rib cage. "Well you did say please," Neal remarked as he began to rub Peter's back again. "You know Peter… you got me all hot and heavy a couple weeks ago in the park do you remember? I promised I would get my revenge and this is it," Neal purred as he leaned over and pressed he bare chest against Peter's back and ran his hands down Peter's outstretched arms. "This doesn't seem like much of a revenge plot," Peter remarked with a chuckle.
Sitting back up Neal sat back up and crawled off of Peter. "Oh this isn't your revenge this is pre revenge, I want you at a hundred percent before I exact my perfectly planned out revenge against you," Neal stated as he walked out of the room and made his way downstairs to the kitchen. Neal looked around the kitchen and found what he was looking for. When he returned to the bedroom he saw Peter trying to sit up. "Nu uh… you're not getting up yet you need to stay in bed and rest, and I'm going to make sure you stay there with this," Neal said as he grabbed Peter's hand cuffs from the night stand. Moving Peter's arms up over his head Neal cuffed Peter's hands to the head board. When he was done Neal crawled onto the bed beside Peter.
"I brought something to have a little fun with, well more fun for me than you…."Neal said as he produced a brand new can of whipped cream and a couple bananas. "My ultimate revenge is you have to lay there and watch me while I enjoy a mid-morning snack of bananas and whipped cream," Neal said with a smirk. Before Neal could separate a banana from the bunch he was flipped over and nearly toppled over the edge of the bed.
Neal looked up in shock and found the handcuffs dangling from Peter's finger. "Nice try… but I've been practicing for just such an occasion, and now your plans are taking a back seat," Peter growled as he grabbed a second pair of hand cuffs hidden under the pillow and stretched Neal's arms out over his head and cuffed each wrist separately a good distance from one another. "Oh Agent Burke I didn't think you could be so naughty," Neal said with a smirk as he tugged on the cuffs playfully.
Peter smirked and got off the bed and walked to the end of the bed and looked down at him. "This is perfect… I've caught you three times now," Peter said as he examined the can of whipped cream that Neal had dropped. Dragging the nozzle of the can across Neal's lips he smirked. "Now I want you to admit and on recorded record that I am the best FBI agent and you Neal Caffrey have submitted to me," Peter remarked as he grabbed his phone and turned the camera on and waited for Neal to speak. "I will admit that you are a good FBI agent Peter… but for the record-" Neal said as he bit his lip a bit seductively. "I never submit and you should know that by now, you just manage to get me to lower my guard every now and then," he added.
"Besides… this whole time you've been too busy watching my face," Neal remarked as he brought his hands down the handcuffs missing. "We still have a can of cream to play with," he added taking the phone and turning it off.