Bath Time
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Category:
Gundam Wing/AC › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,306
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Gundam Wing/AC, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Bath Time
Why I love bath time.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing not even a little.
Summary: mild 2x2 Duo enjoys the aftermath of a long soak in the tub.
Gurgle gurgle the drain grumbled quietly at me after I had removed it\'s most beloved stopper with my toes and left it be on the bottom on the tub. I leaned back resting my head on the edge of the tub as the water slowly drained. It was tranquil. I always did this. It was one of few rituals that I did partake in. Everyday I\'d take a long bath complete with all sorts of natural products to soften up my skin for the touch of the one person that would never touch it. Then the fun would begin. First I drain the water from the slick cream colored tub. Then I lay down and enjoy the feeling of the cool air on my flesh. Mostly I enjoy the sensation of the water droplets left on my skin trickling down my inner thighs. I imagine that they are his fingers fluttering down to most tender of places. I keep my eyes closed while all of this happens, and wait to hear that faint creak of the door that only the trained imagination can duplicate. Then comes the breath. The sharp intake of air and then the panting. I pretend that he is watching me there with my legs slightly spread and leaning on the edges on the tub as I flutter my fingers across my torso wishing they were his and I were just an armless man. If that were so, I will have you know that I would be the happiest cripple on the Earth. Then the chill sets into my skin I quickly imagine him away the creak of the door sounding again as he retreats after all he is a gundam pilot. I let my eyes open and I stand grabbing my plush towel from the counter and dragging it across my flesh. I drag a comb through my hair all in reverent silence, and then leave. My bath is complete. I still don\'t have anything more then a daydream.
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He\'s in the tub again. I can hear the gentle gurgle of the drain. It calls to me, and I answer just like I always do. I slip in as quietly as possible but the god damn door still creaks. That fucking door always creaks. I step closer to the tub and peek in at the naked blonde that lies inside. I can\'t help but gasp even though I have admired his nudity like this before. My eyes fix themselves on a droplet of water and follow it as it travels down his leg to his delicious groin. My eyes linger there for more then a moment, and for that moment I am not quite sure if I am breathing. Then there is a movement and I take a frightened step towards the door tossing back a glance to see him still lying there in bliss his hands fluttering over his own torso. I take that step back towards the tub leaning over it and dipping my finger in the small amount of water the remained bringing the drop that hung from my finger back up to his knee and touching it to his flesh being sure not to let my finger connect. I\'m not sure how I resist though. The droplet runs down his thigh to his gorgeous length, and he moans. For a brief moment I imagine him moaning my name, but I\'m brought out of my daydream when he shivers. I bolt for the door as quickly and quietly as possible and slip out. The door creaks again, fucking door. I make my way to my room and I drape myself across my bed peeling away my pants as though they were his. My hand falls quickly to my groin, and I work my hand over my length my mind still mulling over the image of Quatre laid out in the tub. I bring myself off, and lay there panting softly. I hear him walk past my door and I sigh. I suddenly can\'t wait until tomorrow comes.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing not even a little.
Summary: mild 2x2 Duo enjoys the aftermath of a long soak in the tub.
Gurgle gurgle the drain grumbled quietly at me after I had removed it\'s most beloved stopper with my toes and left it be on the bottom on the tub. I leaned back resting my head on the edge of the tub as the water slowly drained. It was tranquil. I always did this. It was one of few rituals that I did partake in. Everyday I\'d take a long bath complete with all sorts of natural products to soften up my skin for the touch of the one person that would never touch it. Then the fun would begin. First I drain the water from the slick cream colored tub. Then I lay down and enjoy the feeling of the cool air on my flesh. Mostly I enjoy the sensation of the water droplets left on my skin trickling down my inner thighs. I imagine that they are his fingers fluttering down to most tender of places. I keep my eyes closed while all of this happens, and wait to hear that faint creak of the door that only the trained imagination can duplicate. Then comes the breath. The sharp intake of air and then the panting. I pretend that he is watching me there with my legs slightly spread and leaning on the edges on the tub as I flutter my fingers across my torso wishing they were his and I were just an armless man. If that were so, I will have you know that I would be the happiest cripple on the Earth. Then the chill sets into my skin I quickly imagine him away the creak of the door sounding again as he retreats after all he is a gundam pilot. I let my eyes open and I stand grabbing my plush towel from the counter and dragging it across my flesh. I drag a comb through my hair all in reverent silence, and then leave. My bath is complete. I still don\'t have anything more then a daydream.
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He\'s in the tub again. I can hear the gentle gurgle of the drain. It calls to me, and I answer just like I always do. I slip in as quietly as possible but the god damn door still creaks. That fucking door always creaks. I step closer to the tub and peek in at the naked blonde that lies inside. I can\'t help but gasp even though I have admired his nudity like this before. My eyes fix themselves on a droplet of water and follow it as it travels down his leg to his delicious groin. My eyes linger there for more then a moment, and for that moment I am not quite sure if I am breathing. Then there is a movement and I take a frightened step towards the door tossing back a glance to see him still lying there in bliss his hands fluttering over his own torso. I take that step back towards the tub leaning over it and dipping my finger in the small amount of water the remained bringing the drop that hung from my finger back up to his knee and touching it to his flesh being sure not to let my finger connect. I\'m not sure how I resist though. The droplet runs down his thigh to his gorgeous length, and he moans. For a brief moment I imagine him moaning my name, but I\'m brought out of my daydream when he shivers. I bolt for the door as quickly and quietly as possible and slip out. The door creaks again, fucking door. I make my way to my room and I drape myself across my bed peeling away my pants as though they were his. My hand falls quickly to my groin, and I work my hand over my length my mind still mulling over the image of Quatre laid out in the tub. I bring myself off, and lay there panting softly. I hear him walk past my door and I sigh. I suddenly can\'t wait until tomorrow comes.