Shower, B/J drabble
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wouldbedorothyShower
by AHS
It surprised me. But when we shower together, we don’t always
fuck.
First time, I thought something was wrong. No push against the
tile. I moved to kneel, arms held me standing. If he was mad at
me, why were his hands running soap over my body so… sweetly?
I followed, and we washed each other. Touching sensitive places,
just to touch. Steam-slicked skin not wasted.
Work loomed. Class beckoned. He toweled me, answering my
unasked question.
“Sometimes a shower’s just a shower, Sunshine.”
No. I know what a fuck-free shared shower means in Brian’s case.
He so loves me.
by AHS
It surprised me. But when we shower together, we don’t always
fuck.
First time, I thought something was wrong. No push against the
tile. I moved to kneel, arms held me standing. If he was mad at
me, why were his hands running soap over my body so… sweetly?
I followed, and we washed each other. Touching sensitive places,
just to touch. Steam-slicked skin not wasted.
Work loomed. Class beckoned. He toweled me, answering my
unasked question.
“Sometimes a shower’s just a shower, Sunshine.”
No. I know what a fuck-free shared shower means in Brian’s case.
He so loves me.
