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"Mm - you better not be." He laughed darkly. "Come on." He pulled Colden onto his back, threading his arms through Colden's, attaching his lover to his body like a second skin. He jogged to the showers, grateful for the separate stalls that you could lock. "Mm. Do I get a shower with you?"
Asher slid down the shorts, drawing off his shirt, opening the curtain to reveal the shower, flicking on the water. He smiled, but he felt self-conscious, standing there in the warm water, nudge, his genitals telling that he was ready for action, but his body language nervous, scared.
Colden was almost too absorbed in getting himself undressed- he didn't stare at Asher like he were something to eat. When he did look up, he smiled, stepping into the shower in front of Asher. Colden took the initiative, leaning in and giving him a chaste kiss on the lips, almost like a reassurance for the boy.
Asher relaxed. It was as difficult as it was yesterday. He gave a quiet sigh, wrapping his arms around Colden's waist, bringing his lover closer, just a bit. "Mm." He broke the kiss, snuggling into Colden, his back against the shower wall.
Asher sighed, content, hands playing at Colden's hips. "I want you - that much is obvious - but I want you in a gentle way. I expected to ravish you, to make you cry out my name in the middle of the shower." He smiled, sheepish, blushing, "But that's not how I feel. I want to lick the water from your chest, feel your pulse in my mouth as I capture your nipple. I want to stroke you, slowly, to climax."
Colden's body grew hotter at his words and he glanced away, "Wow, I never expected you to say those things," he murmured, a coy smile playing on his lips.
His fingertips trailed down Colden's neck, teasing his ear, his shoulders, before sliding further, gripping his hips. His next words were whispered, murmured into the crook of Colden's neck. And, by god, they were powerful, sex-filled words. "Mm. I want to throb inside of you, and then have you inside of me. I want to feel my body slam against the wall, the water becoming colder, colder. My senses going numb, my body going loose and lax as you finally claim me as your own. I want to hear those delicious noises fall from your lips - curses, my name above all. I want to know that you lust me, that you desire me, in this way." His fingers slid closer and closer to Colden's genitals as he spoke. "Do you? Will you let me follow through on my words?"
Colden's head moved, one hand pulling Asher's chin up so he could kiss him, "Yes, of course. I want to hear you as well and feel the way you move when your body is surrendering to pleasure that I give you. And I want you to say my name."
He pressed the other against the cold tile of the shower, his lips claiming Asher's in fierce kiss.
Asher's body rocked. His hips jerked, his hands clenched on Colden's hips, his mouth opened, his tongue darting out, teasing along Colden's lips. His eyes closed, his body surrendering against Colden.
Though it seemed Asher was dominant, he really wasn't. When it came to sex, he was submissive.
Colden brought his hands around to cup Asher's bottom, his tongue darting into his open mouth. The blonde didn't play a particular part when it came to sex- he could handle either or. It wasn't like that mattered to him because it was all sex no matter what.
Asher let out a soft, quiet whimper, the sound going through their mouths, into Colden's. His body squashed against the shower wall, breath coming in low pants.
He smiled and brought one hand around, brushing his fingertips against Asher's already stiff member, "Can I take you first this time?" Colden asked in a husky voice, nibbling on his bottom lip.
Asher's back arched off the shower wall, his head turning so Colden had better access to his ear, a highly sensitive spot. His nipples were aching, such was his desire, his body trembling, back giving a sharp popping noise as he slowly slid against the wall. He had never had sex standing up before. Oh, dear. This should be interesting.
His teeth continued to nip at Asher's ear, rolling skin between his teeth. Meanwhile, his hand stroked and teased him, drawing out the touches. Asher had said he wanted things to be slow and gentle this time, and Colden was happy to oblige.
He arched against the wall again, moans high and breathless, breathing coming in short, panting gasps. His hands squeezed a bit against Colden's hips, drawing him nearer, the brush of their members making him groan.