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In the Shower	By : EnsanguinedSage Category: > Die/Kyo Views: 2482 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-In the Shower
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I yawn
widely as I step in the shower, eyes only half open. Once my mouth is shut again, my expression returns to the scowl I’ve grown so fond of over the past few minutes. I originally became aquainted with it when Kaoru shook me awake, and it wasn’t helped by the fact that when I took a swing at him, he ducked.
Damn guitarist. He’s supposed to let me punch him when I’m grumpy. It vents steam. Maybe I should have opened my eyes, then swung. Hmph.
With another rather graceless yawn, I turn on the showerhead, sighing slightly as the hot water cascades over my bare form. Well, there’s a small bonus at least. I get the shower first in claims that I need to wake up. Ha, suckers. I think I’ll stay in here for half an hour and take all the hot water, just to teach them a lesson.
However, considering how very close to unconsciousness I am, I don’t really continue with this line of thought. I’m more or less drifting off where I stand, and the nice, hot water really doesn’t help. Something in the back of my mind tells me I should turn on the cold water instead. I cleverly ignore it. Damn voices anyway, what do they know?
I’m so tired I don’t even laugh at the insanity of that statement. Damn Kaoru anyway, ruining my nice sleep… Mmmm… sleep…. Nice, warm bed… I could go back and burrow under the covers and…
My soaking wet hair has fallen in my face and I don’t even notice. Tired… I sag slightly, leaning up against the tiled wall of the shower for support. Sleep sounds very good at the moment. Even better than it normally sounds. Fascinating.
I barely manage to emit another yawn. I can feel my legs start to wobble beneath me, and wonder vaguely what would happen if I fell to the ground from this height. Not much, probably. A few bruises, at the worst. No, what worries me is that I might land face up and the water will pour into my nose and I’ll drown.
Wow, where did that come from. Weird. There might be a lyric in there somewhere. Too bad I’m not awake enough to really comprehend it. That’d be one funky lyric in any event… Drowning in the shower from sleep deprivation… wow… I think Die could write the music for that one, nice and perky…
Hm, a door just slammed. Unfortunately, I don’t really care enough to figure out which door. Could have been the one to the bathroom, could have been another. Too damn tired to turn around and look. If it was the bathroom door, maybe it’ll be Kaoru telling me to get a move on… I wonder if I have the strength to chuck the soap at his head… That’d be fun…
Another door opens. Weird. That one sounds really close. Like, really close. My sleep-clouded brain tries to figure out what door could possibly be so close. Hm. Showers… showers have… doors! Yes, that’s it, must have been the shower door. Wait… why would someone be opening the shower door? I’M in the shower, damnit! MY SHOWER!!!
Unfortunately, I don’t really have the energy to say something about it. Maybe I was just imagining the sound anyway. Very possible. You hear the weirdest things when you’re sleepy. Don’t ask me how I know this. Just don’t.
“Nnn.” See, told you. Too tired to say anything. Just make odd noises in hopes of scaring the intruder off, oh yes. It doesn’t work. If anything, it brings the shower stealer closer. They come up behind me, and I can tell it’s a he. Definitely a he. Arms snake around my torso and I’m pulled back into a muscled chest. A muscled, wet chest. Hm. The phrase ‘bum bandit’ comes to mind.
Feeling something, I look down. A lock of red hair has fallen over my shoulder. Oh. That’s who it is. “Nnn, what’re you doin’ here Die?” Whee, worked up the energy to form a complete sentence. I’d feel proud if I wasn’t about to collapse from exhaustion.
“Making sure you don’t fall asleep.” His mouth is right by my ear, and I can feel his breath on my skin. Ok, maybe I’m waking up a bit now… One of his hands moves across my chest to my nipples. Wow. My eyes open completely. I’m rapidly moving away from tired. “Is it working?”
I wonder vaguely what would be better: falling asleep again or getting ravished by the red-haired guitarist behind me. Hm. “Mmm… yes…” Definitely the latter. “I’m awake.” Er, somewhat. My legs still don’t want to move. Maybe that has something to do more with the fact that my back is pressed up against Die though, not my lack of consciousness. Leaning back completely against him, I tilt my head up slightly, ignoring the water that’s now pouring onto my face. “Not that you have to stop or anything.”
I wonder if he got any of that. Sounded kinda garbled to me.
My eyes widen considerably as his hand goes lower.
Yes, apparently he got all of it.
He turns me around, realizing that I am obviously in no condition to use my legs properly. Before I can do a thing, he’s captured my lips with his own. Oh well, this is pretty close to my plan, so whatever. All traces of tiredness are banished from my mind as his tongue explores my mouth. Oh yes, not tired at ALL any more. Quite the opposite. Very awake. Yup.
I melt into the kiss, barely feeling the hot water that’s pouring over the both of us anymore. Finally regaining some sort of control over my body, I run my hands down his arms, then slide them around to his back. Grinning into the kiss, I grab his ass. Fun. I feel him shudder, and he pulls away from the kiss, only to begin licking at my neck. Nice trade-off.
I moan, hands moving up to bury themselves in Die’s hair. He’s pressed me up against the shower wall, and I tilt my head back to give him better access at my neck. However, he doesn’t take it. Instead, his mouth moves lower. And lower. I gasp as he takes one of my nipples between his lips. I tug on his hair absently as his tongue teases the sensitive nub, whimpering softly. It only encourages him.
At the moment, I’m hard enough to pound nails through a board. I think Die notices this as well, because his attention immediately takes a southward route. I don’t even have enough time to think before he’s taken my length completely into his mouth, and all thoughts are lost. He places both hands on my hips to keep me from bucking into that incredible warmth, and sucks. Hard.
I moan loudly, tugging on his hair again, encouraging him to do more. It takes me a few moments to realize that he’s not. Breathing heavily, I look down in confusion, only to throw my head back in ecstasy as he swallows around me. My vision goes white, and I come hard into his mouth.
My legs begin to wobble, and I’m vaguely thankful he’s holding me up. As I ride out the last waves of pleasure, his lips press against mine again, and I respond to the kiss as well as I can, letting him take control once more. However, his tongue is back behind his own lips within seconds, and I can feel him coaxing me to explore his mouth. Luckily, my energy is returning, so I accept the invitation.
After a few moments, it becomes imperative to breathe, and we pull apart slightly. I notice now that he’s panting as well, and press my body forward into his. He shivers in need and I wrap my arms around him, whimpering slightly. Begging. I needn’t bother, he’s already moving to do what we both want.
I feel his damp fingers press into me and moan, bringing one leg up to wrap around his waist. I don’t even bother wondering at how my balance has suddenly improved enough to let me stand on one leg. He’s holding me up anyway, so I’m not really. Like I said, I’m not thinking about it. His fingers brush against my sweet spot and I instinctively clutch at him, whimpering again. He doesn’t need to be asked twice.
His fingers are gone, and I have just enough time to voice a small complaint before his member is thrusting into me. Definitely no complaints now. We stay still for a moment once he’s completely inside me, panting and savoring the feeling of being joined. He’s holding me up completely now, and my other leg moves up to wrap around his waist. He pulls out to my entrance, only to thrust back in. I pull with my legs as he thrusts in again, and we develop our rhythm. I’m seeing stars as he hits my g-spot with amazing frequency.
Just as I’m about to go over the edge, his hand is between us, stroking my length in time with his thrusts. It proves to be too much pleasure for me to handle. Screaming his name, I come into his hand, as hard as I did before.
A fraction of a second later, he comes as well as he moans my name, and I feel the warmth of his passion within me. We both slide down to the floor, breathing heavily. The sweat of our love-making is quickly washed away by the still-running shower, and I notice that I’m tired again.
Die smiles softly and pulls out, gathering me up in his arms and holding me close. I grin as I cuddle up to him, nuzzling his neck. “Love you.”
“I love you too, Kyo.” We have about fifteen seconds of this bliss before it’s shattered by Kaoru’s angry yells.
“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TWO DOING IN THERE?! IT’S BEEN HALF AN HOUR SINCE KYO GOT IN THE SHOWER! GET THE HELL OUT!” Geez, and he says I spaz out. I can hear Die chuckling, and begin to laugh as well.
I think of something. “Maybe I shouldn’t have screamed.”
“Maybe not.”
“Whatever.” Yawning, I fall asleep against Die’s chest, only to be shaken awake. “Hey…”
“You have to stay awake for a few more minutes at least, do you know how hard it is to get you dressed when you’re out?”
“No, and I’m curious as to how you do.” He just laughs and pecks me on the nose. Reaching up, he turns off the shower and we both manage to stumble out. Showers are fun. Especially when your lover decides to pop in for a quick hello. Oh, yes.
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