Touru to Shidou/Touru and Shidou

~*~*~*~Touru

I woke up in my own bed, Shidou still sleeping in his. It was both weird and empowering. Weird because I liked waking up in his arms and hearing him tell me he loved me before I got up to write. Empowering because it meant I hadn’t had any nightmares during the night. I watched him for a moment before getting up. I let him sleep and began typing on the computer for a while.

~*~*~*~Shidou

The clicking of the keys woke me. It was weird, though. I hadn’t felt Touru get up. I hadn’t felt him at all. I missed that. I got up and wrapped my arms around his shoulders and buried a yawn in his hair. He rubbed my arms with one hand, “Morning.”

“Is it bad I missed you sleeping with me?”

He shrugged, “I don’t think so, but it also means I didn’t have any nightmares, so it’s a mixed blessing?”

I lifted my head and he looked up at me, “No nightmares? That’s good.”

He smiled a little, “Yeah, but I missed you, too when I woke up.”

I bent down and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around my legs behind his back and the chair and I kept kissing him as he bent back over the chair. After a long time, I let his lips go, straightening, “I’ll let you finish and make breakfast for us, okay?”

He smiled softly at me and tightened his arms around my legs before letting me go, “Thanks. It means a lot that you don’t mind this time in the morning.”

I turned to the door, “It’s part of who you are. I don’t want you to change who you are, I told you that, I want to know you.”

He laughed, “Thalia once told me it’d take a saint to put up with my quirks.”

I looked over my shoulder at him, “I’m no saint, and I don’t see it as putting up with. I love you.”

“Sweet talker,” he blushed a little, and then grinned and pointed, “Go, get me food, man!”

I stuck my tongue out at him and left the room. I could hear him laughing behind me. I lingered just outside the room a little to savor that sound with my eyes closed. He deserved to laugh, and should laugh. When I opened my eyes, Pop was looking at me from the kitchen doorway. He smiled at me softly before turning around to help Mom make breakfast. I went in and joined them, “You’re up early for a Saturday.”

“We have a lot to do today,” Mom answered. “Set the table, will you?”

~*~*~*~Touru

My fingers lingered on my lips a little bit after Shidou left the room. I smiled and got to a point where I could leave and not completely lose my train of thought in what I was writing before getting up and moving into the living room. Shidou stood in the doorway to the kitchen, “I was just about to come and get you.”

“Well, I can go back in the room, if you want me to.”

“No, come here. It’s time to eat.” He held out his hand for me, smiling. When I took his hand, he pulled me to his chest and hugged me tightly before leading me to the table. Pop and Mom were at the table, Mama and Dad just stumbling out of their bedroom, not looking awake yet.

Pop handed me a plate of French toast and said, “We can get your keys at ten, so after breakfast, why don’t you boys make sure everything is packed, okay?”

I took a couple of pieces, passing the plate on to Shidou, “Okay.” My stomach fluttered. I didn’t really want to leave this security. I liked being part of a family.

Shidou’s hand rested on my lap and he squeezed my leg. I covered his hand with mine. It made me feel a little better, in a way, that I wouldn’t really be losing them, not really.

After we ate, Shidou and I went back to his room to pack my things. While I was bent over at the dresser, Shidou walked up behind me, grabbed my hips and rolled his hips into my butt. I stood up, surprised, and he wrapped his arms low around my waist and continued to rock into me. I could feel his arousal pressing into me. I looked over my shoulder at him. “Shidou?”

He brought one hand up to hold my cheek and kissed me. I tried to turn in his arms, but he wouldn’t let me move. My hands held on to his arms, trying to find some balance point in his sudden and silent affection. His hand around my waist slid under the elastic of my pants and I tried to make some sound, but his lips continued to devour mine. I don’t know if I wanted him to keep going or to stop. Just before he would have touched me, though, he pulled his hand out of my pants. He broke our kiss, but didn’t let go of me. “Shidou?” I asked again.

He was panting, “I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking. I’m sorry.” He started to pull away and I turned in his arms, pulling him to me and kissed him, thrusting my tongue into his mouth. He stopped trying to get away and pressed me into the dresser. Our hips rocked together as our tongues moved over each other. He held me tightly and I clung to him as we rubbed our pajama clad bodies together. It was hard to breathe, my body demanding oxygen, but I couldn’t let go of him in anyway. I whimpered and felt my hips thrust hard against his, and he thrust hard against me, both our erections pulsing against each other. It felt so incredible. We were finally able to break our kiss enough to breathe. He leaned his forehead against mine, “I don’t know what came over me.”

“I make you horny,” I whispered, trying to laugh, not having enough air in my body to say it any louder.

“You drive me insane. I can’t believe how much I want you, Touru.”

“It’s mutual.” I lifted my chin and kissed him. I pulled back a little, “Why didn’t you touch me? You were going to.”

He blushed, “I didn’t want to move to fast. You felt a bit like you were uncertain.” He grinned a little, “Not cause I’m afraid of it. I want to touch you, all over, but I don’t want to rush you, Touru.”

I tipped my head to the side, “Maybe it would be better if you stayed the night with me tonight.”

~*~*~*~Shidou

I was shocked. “You don’t mean just to sleep, do you?”

“No,” he replied, his face and voice calm. “I think, maybe, by trying to not do anything, it makes us want it more. Maybe if we give ourselves permission to go ahead and do what we want, then it won’t be so overwhelming.”

I looked at him a long while. “What if it makes me want you more?”

He blushed, “I think we’ll have to cope with that after, then, won’t we? Something’s gotta happen, Shidou, if I can’t bend over in the room with you.”

“Actually, you being in the room is almost too much of a temptation,” I confessed.

He smiled at me, “Likewise, which is why I think we need to just…well…move forward.”

“You’re sure that’s what you want?”

He nodded and leaned onto my shoulder, “That’s what I want, Shidou.”

I tightened my arms around him. “Okay, then.” I kissed him again. “I love you, now let’s finish packing and everything.” I pulled back, “Though, you might want to change first.” My face felt warm.

“Yeah, you, too. We really need to take our time with this and get our clothes off, don’t you think?” his voice was both teasing and pleading.

I kissed him again, “Yeah. Tonight?”

He returned my kiss, “Tonight.” He then pushed me away, “Now, finish packing for me.”

“Bossy, bossy,” I groused, letting my hands cup his ass before I let him go.

He cupped my ass in his hands, “Horny little pervert.”

“Little?” I asked, my hands going to the waistband of my pajamas. “I don’t think so. I’ll show you better, shorty.”

He blushed bright red, “Not now. Show me later. I’ll retract the ‘little’ comment without proof.” He looked away from me.

“Hey,” I said softly, reaching for him again. When he looked at me, I said, “I didn’t mean to embarrass you, Touru. I love you.”

“I know. And I wouldn’t have suggested anything if I wasn’t sure…if I didn’t love you, but at the same time, I’ve never seen…I was very careful in gym, y’know?”

“Well,” I said, trying to think of a way to calm his anxiety, “you’ve felt it, do you want to see it now?”

~*~*~*~Touru

My stomach dropped and my groin tightened again, “Now?” I squeaked.

Shidou pulled his shirt off, tossing it onto his bed. “Yeah, now. Why not?”

“Uhhh…well….ummm….errr…” I stammered as my eyes focused on his hands on his waistband. My face was hot.

“You just suggested that we do more tonight, so why not look now, since you’re wanting to touch it later?”

“Yeah,” I muttered. His hands didn’t move and I looked up at his face. He looked confused. “What, Shidou?”

“I’m not staying over tonight,” he said, his eyes firm.

“Why not?” I whined, though I knew why.

“You’re not ready to go farther, Touru. You can’t even look at me. It’s really your first time ever. I will not rush you.”

I looked down again, “I want to, Shidou. I want to be with you, to be naked with you.” I felt my face go hotter, if that was possible. “It’s…it’s just that…I’ve never…”

“Touru,” he cut me off. I looked at him, and he continued, “It’s not like we have a dead line or anything.”

I couldn’t take it anymore. I walked over and pulled his pants down myself. “Touru!” he yelped.

I stepped back a little to look at him, “I told you I wanted to see you, Shidou.” I let my eyes linger a long time on his shaft. He was starting to get hard, it beginning to rise upwards. His hair there matched the color of his unbleached hair. I let my eyes trace the lines of his muscles upwards, even the newly pink scar from those guys, my tongue licking my lips several times before I met his eyes again. He looked embarrassed, aroused, confused. I grinned at him and stepped forward to pull his pants back up. “I like what I see,” I said softly. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me deeply again, his tongue filling my mouth. I moaned and let him have his way with me, just holding onto him.

Abruptly, he pulled away from our kiss. “Don’t do that again unless we have time to follow through on it.” He was breathing harshly, his arms trembling around me.

Breathlessly, I nodded, not trusting my voice at all. Suddenly, I was alone in the room again. My knees wavered and I managed to make it to my bed before they gave out on me, sitting there a long time before I could function well enough to get dressed and finish pulling all my stuff out of the dresser. When Shidou came back in, he looked like he’d taken a shower. I tried to grin at him, but I don’t think I made it, “Feeling better?”

~*~*~*~Shidou

Touru looked ready to fall apart from worry. I walked over to him and hugged him gently. The shower again an excuse to relieve myself. “Touru, you didn’t do anything wrong, okay? It’s just, I either had to leave or I would have jumped you, seriously. Do you know how hot you are? And when you do things like that, it’s a bit overwhelming cause you’re shy most of the time and stuff. I’m not complaining at all. I like it when you take the initiative, it’s just now is not quite the time for me to act on that, y’know?”

He nodded, still looking penitent, “I’m sorry I pushed you.”

“You didn’t, Touru. I just said I liked it. You’re not pushing. I’m holding back to follow your lead or we would have tried to have sex the first time I took you back to your place, especially after I saw that prom picture of yours. And you, in the dressing room with your little game. Gods, Touru, do you have any clue how much I want you?” I stopped, struggling to breathe and calm myself. His eyes were wide, awe and a touch of fear in his expression. “I don’t want to frighten you, Touru.”

“Seeing me in a dress turned you on that much?” he asked softly.

I sighed, “After your little game in the dressing room, I had to go find a bathroom to jack off in, Touru. Does that answer your question?”

He blushed, “I just like the freedom of wearing a dress. Y’know, nothing around your legs and stuff. I never saw it as something sexual.”

“I’d never thought about it before. I don’t know if it’s because it’s you or it’s the dress, but it is hot, Touru. You are hot. I love that your hair is curly and covers the tips of your ears. That’s just cute. I love that your face is so expressive. I love your green eyes, your cute little nose, your lips. Oh, gods, do I love your lips.” And I bent to show those lips how much I loved them by gently caressing them and pulling them between my lips before letting my tongue play with them. Then, slowly, enjoying his moans, I slid my tongue into his mouth, caressing his lips and cheeks before I reached for his tongue. He was practically vibrating against me when I pulled back, “I love you.”

He just moaned in response, his head rolling so it rested on my shoulder. I rested my head against his and we stood there a long time until Pop called, “Are you boys ready? We’d like to get unloaded before midnight.”

~*~*~*~Touru

He just made me feel like I could do anything, try anything with him and it would be okay. I didn’t have to be afraid of anything with him, and when I was, he knew what to say to make me feel better. Though, some of what he said made me nervous, too, but it was weird how he could pick up on that and explain things better to me. I liked that. It made me feel that he wasn’t in it just to get off, but that he actually cared for me. And the way he kissed me. That was simply amazing. Slowly, we pulled away from each other, leaving the bedroom after we both picked up backpacks of stuff.

We drove over in Shidou’s car and Pop and Dad drove over in the minivan. Mom and Mama walked over and got the keys already. I think they said something about groceries and stuff, too, as a house warming gift. I tried to tell them they didn’t need to get me anything, but they didn’t listen very well.

When we went into the living room, the furniture was different. Both of us stopped in the door way, staring. Instead of being tan, the couches were a soft grey. I knew we’d been preoccupied, but I was sure the furniture had been tan that morning. Shidou asked, “What’s going on?”

Dad shrugged, “Mom decided it was time for change.”

I had the sinking sensation that the furniture was now in my living room. “I told you not to get me anything,” I moaned.

Pop was by the front door, “We didn’t. Let’s go, boys, we’d like to get unpacked and you settled before too late.” This family was just entirely too good at doing exactly what they wanted to do. I wondered if I should worry.

Shidou spoke up from behind me, “Y’all tell me to listen to you and then you don’t listen to us? How fair is that?”

Dad grinned over his shoulder, following Pop out, “Not very, admittedly, but we wanted you to have more than just a bed in your apartment and Mom has been wanting an excuse to redo the living room for a while. You just gave it to her.” His face sobered and he walked over and put a hand on my shoulder, “Really, Touru, don’t worry about it. We like you, and the couches are like ten years old, so it’s not a big deal. Call it a house warming gift and have a party soon to make it official if that’s what you need to feel better about accepting them.”

“You all have done so much for me,” I murmured, “I’m a little overwhelmed. It’s been since my parents died that anyone’s just accepted me.”

Dad wrapped his arms around me a moment before letting me go and ruffling my hair, “I know we’re not your parents, but you can think of us that way if you want to.” He smiled at me, “As Shidou said, he wants us to adopt you.” He laughed and went out the door.

Shidou wrapped an arm around my waist and we followed them out, pulling the door shut behind us. It felt oddly more like a beginning than an end, though. Shidou opened the car door for me after we tossed our bags in the trunk, which barely had room for them. The back seat was already full of computer equipment and the few other electronics I had. As we drove, Shidou suddenly asked, “Hey, Touru, when’s your birthday?”

“Oh, uh, just before school starts.”

He looked over at me, grinning a little, “I’m glad I get to be here for it, then. Sucks that I can’t spend my birthday with you next year with school and everything, but I’m so glad we can spend yours together.”

~*~*~*~Shidou

My parents could be insane at times. I was glad they liked him, but I also could see they made Touru a little uncomfortable with how they really didn’t care about stuff and saw it as nothing to give him the old furniture. I had to wonder, though, what else they had planned. They had met two of my girlfriends, but they’d never been this nice to them. Granted, I hadn’t been in love with them, either, nor had we been attacked or anything. It was just weird, having my parents so…helpful. But, then, with what I know of their relationship, how hard they worked to have it, I shouldn’t be surprised. They believe that if you love someone, things will work out and a relationship can be made to work no matter how many people are in it or their gender. Love, respect, communication had been hammered into me my whole life, which is good because it made it easier to be with Touru. We were at his new apartment before I finished my musings, and he didn’t seem very talkative, either.

His apartment was on the first floor, which was good for the moving thing. We went to the door and it was closed and locked with giggling behind it. “Well, let’s humor them,” I muttered.

“They’re acting like it’s their apartment or something,” he muttered back.

“Yeah, they’re having too much fun with this.”

“Well, let’s go, then, or we won’t get them out before midnight. Good thing we don’t have school tomorrow,” he sounded nervous.

“We don’t have to do anything, you know.”

“I know. It’s not have to, Shidou,” he turned to look at me, “it’s want to.” His eyes were so dark with hunger when he looked at me, I had to kiss him. His hand went to my chest and he slowly pushed away, whispering, “Later.”

“Yeah, later,” I muttered, moving to stand beside him.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door. With great flourish, the parents opened it, standing in a line, Mom, Dad, Mama, Pop, all four bowing us in. I heard Touru snicker before he shook his head and moved to step in. I got a crazy idea though, and swept him off his feet. He squeaked and wrapped his arms around my neck. He was a little heavier that I thought he’d be, but I got him over the threshold. The parents all giggled at us and he looked at me so surprised. I took him all the way through the living room without looking at it and into the bedroom before I put him down. “Welcome home, love,” I whispered, kissing him softly.

He pushed away from me, “What’d you do that for?” He didn’t seem amused or happy about it.

“I’m sorry. It was just an impulse. I didn’t think. I’m sorry.”

He glared at me, “I am NOT a girl!”

I was taken aback, “I know that. I didn’t think you were.” I ran into the wall, “I really am sorry, Touru. I don’t think you’re a girl. I just…didn’t think.” I looked down, “Touru…”

~*~*~*~Touru

I don’t know why I got so angry at him. Before he could say anything more, I pressed against him, “I’m sorry. I don’t know why I said that. That was…”

“No, I should think more.”

I leaned into his shoulder, “I don’t know, Shidou. I was…”

He wrapped his arms around me, “I don’t think of you like a girl. I told you, Touru, I want to know what you feel like inside me. I am very aware you’re a guy and I’m sorry if you felt like I was treating you like a girl. I didn’t mean to. You’ve been through so much that I want to protect you, but I also know you are amazingly strong and don’t need me to protect you. You’ve got so much set up with Dad and Pop. I want to do things for you to show you that I love you. I don’t want to overwhelm you, Touru.”

“You just startled me.” I sighed, lifting my chin to kiss his neck. “Let’s go back out and see the apartment, see what your parents have done and what we’ll have to fix, okay?”

“We?” he asked, pulling me away from his chest.

I smiled at him, “You’re gonna be here a lot, it’s important to me that you like it here, too.”

He grinned at me, “So, it’s a foregone conclusion that I’m gonna spend time here?”

I slid my fingers into his hair and pulled his mouth to mine, “Because I want you to.” I then kissed him slowly, taking my time and feeling his lips touch mine, feeling them through my body.

When I pulled back, he panted out, “Works for me.”

I pulled away slowly, grabbing his hand and we went into the living room. The parents weren’t there, but the front door was open and soon they came through the doorway, one at a time, each carrying things from Shidou’s car. We spent the rest of the afternoon setting up things around the apartment. We had pizza because no one felt up to cooking and the parents left soon afterwards.

~*~*~*~Shidou

After my parents left, we both sat on the couch for a while, wiped out. Though we missed it the first time we were in the room, Touru now had a double size bed instead of a twin. When he saw it, he sighed and muttered something about not winning for losing. I’d hugged him from behind and asked if he was really upset. He’d leaned back into me and shook his head. We stood there a moment before going back out to work on unpacking.

I was beginning to doze off when Touru straddled my lap and kissed me. He sat back, sitting on my knees, “If you’re tired, we can just sleep and see how tomorrow goes.”

I wrapped my arms around him, “I want a shower because I can smell myself first.”

He bent in and sniffed at my neck, “You don’t.” He lingered at my neck and started kissing gently.

I groaned, “Touru, take a shower with me?”

He pulled back enough to look at me, but I could still feel him breathing when he talked, “The bathroom’s small. We’d be forced to touch each other.”

I ran my hands up his back, pulling up his shirt, “That’s the idea. Join me?”

He kissed me, somewhere between soft and hungry before pulling back and whispering “Okay.” Slowly, he left my lap and held out his hand for me. I took his hand and stood, pulling him to my chest when I got to my feet. He let me kiss him deeply before pulling back and leading me into the bathroom.

“I’m a little nervous,” he whispered, looking at the floor as I closed the door behind me.

“It’s okay, Touru. We’re just going to take a shower together. If you tell me to stop, I will.”

“Same here,” he murmured, looking up at me. His eyes were so dark, looking more like pine than emerald. His tongue traced his lips.

I pulled him close to me, “I’m not likely to tell you to stop.”

“I know,” his voice was husky, “but if you ever do, just so you know.”

In answer, I kissed him, letting my tongue trace his lips before pressing mine to his. He responded hungrily, pressing me into the door, sucking my tongue into his mouth and sliding his into mine. We both groaned into our kiss. My hands wandered down until I could get under his shirt and pulled it up. He did the same to me. We broke our kiss long enough to get our shirts over our heads. We both returned quickly to our kiss, our arms tangled in our shirts as I tried to pull his off and he tried to pull mine off. Finally, we had to break our kiss, laughing, to get our hands untangled.

He looked at me, his eyes on my chest. Very softly, I said, “Do whatever you want.” He looked up at my eyes and then his hands began to work the button on my jeans. He pulled the zipper down and slid his hands under my waistband along to my back. He looked up at me again, uncertainty in his eyes, and I said, “It’s okay. Anything you want.” I let my hands wander up his arms to his shoulders where I just waited for him to do what he wanted. He leaned in and kissed my neck while pushing my pants off, his hands first going down my ass then over the front of my hips. He knelt so he could get them all the way off. I let my head fall against the door.

I heard a small gasp and looked down. His eyes were wide and he was still kneeling. He looked up at me and I looked at my body. I was rather excited at our kissing, almost fully hard. “I like you, what can I say?”

Tentatively, his hand came up and he touched me. I groaned and let my head fall back against the door. His fingers were light and lingered, tracing lines over my skin. I about screamed when something wet touched me. I looked down and his tongue was just leaving me. “Touru,” I groaned.

“I wanted to,” he said softly.

“Not complaining,” I gasped out.

He bent in and kissed me just under the head of my shaft. I gasped and he continued to kiss. I let my fingers slip into his hair. He nuzzled into my hand and continued to kiss along me. It felt so good. Almost too good. I bent over and pulled him to his feet. He looked startled, and I groaned, “You keep that up and I’m gonna come.”

His eyes were wide, “Really?”

I pulled him into a hungry kiss, trying to pull him into my mouth. Once I was sure he wouldn’t pull back, I let my hands wander down and work on his jeans, undoing them and shoving them down before turning and pressing him into the door. “Really,” I said as I knelt before him. He still looked startled but groaned when I started kissing him the same way he’d kissed me.

“Shi-shidou!” he cried out, his hands fisting in my hair as his hips rolled into my face. I decided I wanted to try something. I opened my mouth and guided his shaft in. He squealed, his body curling over my head before it went back to hit the door. I had a hard time not gagging on him, but before I could really do anything else, he came in my mouth. It tasted weird, kinda acrid and sweetish, too. He slid down the door as I tried to clear out my mouth. His head lolled on his neck as he looked at me. “That felt so good,” he managed to murmur, his voice shaky.

I caressed his cheek, “I’m glad you liked it.”

He took my hand and kissed my palm before pushing me back. I followed, curious what he would do. “I wanna finish what you interrupted.”

I was about to say something when he kissed me, pressing me down until I had to slide down the tub to lay under him. My knees were bent. The bathroom really was small. There was barely room for me side to side and not enough lengthwise. That soon didn’t matter as he kissed his way down my body. “Touru,” I moaned, my hands caressing his shoulders and hair.

Suddenly, there was warm wetness around my dick. I screamed, I think. He began to suck like it was a straw and my hips rocked into his face. I felt him choke and tried to pull out, but he followed me, still sucking. He wouldn’t let me go. He slid a little lower and I could feel his tongue moving as he swallowed. I lost it, the world collapsed around me and all I was aware of was his mouth and my orgasm.

He was on all fours over me next thing I knew. I smiled at him and he grinned, “Feels really good, tastes a little weird.”

“Yeah,” I managed to say.

~*~*~*~Touru

Shidou looked so good just sprawled on the floor beneath me. I could see him shaking still and it made me feel good to know that I’d done that to him. I’d made him feel so good. His hands came up to my arms and I bent down to kiss him lightly. “I’m gonna start the shower, ‘kay?” He just nodded and I stood, careful where I stepped. He put his hand on my ankle and I looked down. My hips were right over his face. “Yes?” I asked, my voice teasing.

“Nice view,” he murmured.

I laughed and bent over to turn on the water, setting it warm. While the bathroom was small, it was bigger than my last one. When he let go of my ankle, I stepped into the tub. He stood slowly, “Where did we put towels?”

I’d completely forgotten, “Oh, in the hall closet.”

When he came back, he had a couple of towels and a bag. “What’s that?” I asked.

“Parents idea of a house warming gift?” He handed it to me and inside were a couple of boxes of condoms and a bottle of lube. I felt my cheeks warming. “Not tonight,” Shidou said, “but, later, for sure. Maybe tomorrow.”

I looked up at him, “Why not tonight?”

He yawned largely, “I’m too tired tonight to really enjoy it.”

I yawned too and he put the bag on the sink and the towels on the toilet before joining me in the tub. He pulled the curtain as I turned on the shower. He wrapped his arms around me and we stood together under the spray for a bit before he yawned again and reached for the soap. I moved to step away from him, but he wouldn’t let me. He pulled me out of most of the spray began washing my body and after a minute, I began to relax and enjoy it. I leaned onto his shoulder and murmured, “You’ll let me do this to you, won’t you?”

“I’d like that,” he whispered in my ear as his hands massaged my chest and stomach. Very gently, he washed lower, his touch nice, but like he was being careful not to arouse me again. I felt myself relax as he very gently cleaned every part he could reach while I leaned against him. He turned me so that my chest was against his and he washed my back. He seemed to hesitate a little before sliding a hand between my lower cheeks, but he washed there with the same tenderness he used everywhere else. Slowly, he guided me under the water again, letting it rinse my back while he caressed my skin. He kept guiding me until my head was under the water too. I tried to look at him, but with the water in my eyes, I couldn’t see. His hands massaged my scalp and he guided me out of the water again and washed my hair. I managed to open my eyes and look at him a moment. What I saw made my whole body tighten. I’d seen Papa give Mom that look, one like she was everything in the world that mattered. I leaned in and kissed him gently. He smiled at me and continued washing my hair.

When all the shampoo was out of my hair, I stepped around him. With the same care, I washed his body, savoring the feel of his skin and muscles under my soap-slicked hands. It was harder for him to lean against me because he was taller, but that really didn’t matter. What mattered is that he let me wash him, his whole body. He moaned a little when I turned him and washed between his cheeks, but he didn’t tense up at all. He pulled back and looked at me and I felt my body want to be closer to him, like his eyes had pulled something in me. He kissed me softly and then let me wash his hair.

As we finished, the water was starting to get cold. Silently, he reached behind himself and turned off the water before hugging me again. I held him and we both stood there until we were covered in gooseflesh from the water running out of our hair. I really didn’t want to let go of him, but I needed to dry off. He opened the curtain, one arm still around my waist as he reached out for the towels, wrapping one around me before he wrapped one around himself. My hand lingered on his waist and he kissed me again, “Dry off and we’ll go to bed, and we can hold each other all night, okay?”

I kissed him back, “Yeah. I’d like that.” We dried slowly, too tired to move quickly. We crawled into bed, putting towels over our pillows because our hair was still wet, both naked. We held each other and kissed a few more times before I curled into him and fell asleep in his arms.

A/N: I've been convinced to finish posting this here. It's a total of 39 chapters. I'll post 2 a week, on Wednesday and Sunday. Enjoy, leave cookies :D