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Pit rocked forward onto the balls of his feet, finding some semblance of balance against the shower wall as Roy pressed his palm hard into his lower back. His hands searched for purchase along the slick tiles as he felt the bar of soap trail up between his inner thighs. He could feel Roy nudging his legs apart and he wantonly parted them as he leaned forward to give the taller man access, breath hitching in his throat when Roy reached his target. The soap slid slippery and cool between his ass cheeks, a thick and fresh-scented lather appearing in its wake before Roy unceremoniously dropped the bar back onto the soap dish. The bar was replaced quickly with warm, insistent fingers, and he arched back against the other's body as Roy rubbed careful circles around his opening.
Not one to take without reciprocation, he crooked an arm behind him and reached around in the general region of their pelvises until his palm bumped against the other’s hardened length. Fisting it loosely, he hummed in satisfaction as his boyfriend both teased and cleaned him. Roy returned his touch with a heady growl and a nip to the back of his neck that made his heart race and his cock twitch.
Underneath the hot shower spray, Roy rinsed him off quickly before giving a sharp slap to one cheek just for good measure. Pit sucked in a breath of surprise before he suddenly loss hold of the throbbing flesh between his fingers—because Roy was now dropping down onto the shower floor, fingers gripping his cheeks and spreading them apart, and Pit was so very excited for what was about to come.
“Bend over,” came the muffled words from behind his lower body, and he propped one hand on his knee and the other on the edge of the shower door for support as he hinged over at the hips. Heart already racing with anticipation, he shuddered at the first press of Roy’s lips against the nerve-dense, sensitive skin around his opening and sighed.
“Fuck,” he mumbled as electricity shot through his body, a shiver following in its wake with the moist, soft press of Roy’s tongue against him. Something like a self-satisfied laugh was muffled against his skin before Pit was no longer able to pay attention to such trifling things, as Roy had set about flicking his tongue repeatedly around his opening with remarkable speed. His thighs tensed as he pushed back gently against the other’s mouth, panting with each swipe of Roy’s tongue, over, around, under, and into him. Desire clenched sharply deep in his abdomen as Roy fucked him with his tongue, and he whimpered as he dropped his forehead with a thud onto the shower wall, too overcome with pleasure to bother with trivial things like holding his head upright.
When Roy finally pulled away, with one last leg-shaking suck at the sensitive skin beneath his opening, Pit was light-headed and so hard that it hurt.
Roy’s voice was hoarse with desire as he nuzzled his cheek fondly against his hip, palm cupping his balls and sending spikes of pleasure straight to his already very swollen length. “Feel good, babe?”
Pit turned around and all but pulled his taller boyfriend up from the shower floor (a true feat, had he the cognitive capacity to actually consider this), grabbing him by his face and crashing their lips together in a desperate kiss. He palmed the weeping head of Roy’s cock in one hand as he tried to show just how much he appreciated the sexually adventurous redhead with his own mouth. Roy moaned into his kiss and squeezed his pert behind with his broad hands.
“I wanna be inside you so bad,” he murmured huskily into the finite space between their lips. The member in his hand twitched appreciatively at his suggestion, and he snickered joyfully at the speed with which Roy tried to turn off the water flow.
“Bedroom. Now.” Roy had that hungry, almost bestial look in his eyes that made Pit weak in the knees, and he was all but too willing to be dragged forcibly out of the shower and into the bedroom entirely sopping wet. Soaked carpet be damned—he had a hot boyfriend to fuck.