It Doesn't Feel RightMature

I’m not entirely sure when I fell asleep but I knew the only reason I woke up was because a certain light weight was lifted off my chest. I looked up and saw him sat on the edge of the bed, running a razor over his wrist continuously. He watched each cut heal, fading down to a thin pink line on his skin before any blood had a chance to escape.

"What're you doing?" I asked, arching an eyebrow.

Elioth looked back at me, jumping slightly, the razor slipping from his fingers. I waited for an answer but he stood up, walking off into the bathroom. I followed him, slipping into the shower after him.

"Uh..." he said, blushing heavily.

I chuckled.

"Robin, why have you followed me into the shower?" he asked, confused.

"Because I wanted to"

"Um, okay"

He turned his back while I took in his body, toned and muscular. I hugged his waist from behind and he leant into me slightly.

"Can’t keep your hands off me, can you?"

"Apparently not" I chuckled.

He let out a hum, grabbing the soap and starting to wash himself. I moved a hand down slightly, making him blush. He washed around my hand and I kissed his neck, moving up towards his jaw. He tilted his head, trying to concentrate on washing his hair. I nibbled at his neck and he groaned.

"Robin, stop being distracting"

"Suit yourself" I laughed, letting go of him.

Elioth heaved a sigh. All of a sudden, he groaned in annoyance.


"You gave me a boner. Why the hell?" he leant his head against the wall of the shower.

"Not my fault" I smirked.

"Yeah, it is" he moaned, looking back at me and pouting.

"How? I'm not even touching you" I smirked again.

"You only just stopped"

"Still not touching you"

He pouted still, his eyes pleading. "Can't you at least sort it out?"

I thought about it and he narrowed his eyes at me. I flashed him an innocent look and he slipped a hand round the back of my neck, pulling my face to his and kissing me. I kissed back kind of hard, jerking him off a little. He moaned, nuzzling my neck. I hummed and he smiled, planting a kiss on my neck. I jerked him off a little more, eliciting some glorious moans from him. I moved my other hand round to his ass, finger fucking him as he brushed brightly. He squeaked in surprise and I laughed.

He stepped away. "Not in the shower" he mumbled, blushing.

"Why not?" I asked, still finger fucking him.

He let out a moan and gasped out "It doesn't feel right"

I finger fucked him a little harder and he groaned, almost falling back. I lean into him a litte, keeping him upright.

"Like that?" I whispered in his ear.

Elioth just nodded, letting out another moan. I went harder, smiling as he moaned maybe a little too much. I pulled my finger out with a tiny smirk. Elioth looked at me with bright eyes, gasping. I ignored the look in his eyes, washing myself with shower gel in place of his soap. He swallowed nervously, washing himself as well. He stepped out of the shower once he was done, drying himself off with a towel. I watched him from the shower as he wrapped a towel around his waist, walking out of the bathroom.

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