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Leon nudged his mind toward the corner of the shower where Sebastian’s bath soaps sat. “Get started.”
Sebastian swallowed.
That, at least, was permission to touch. He reached out shakily for the shampoo, nervous now with Leon’s attention so heavy on him. But he sighed with relief once he tipped his head back into the warm spray and massaged his scalp.
The simple pleasure of the sensation flowed between them, and Sebastian closed his eyes. Dirt and bits of debris streamed down his back and swirled down the drain, and the hot water loosened Leon’s perpetually tight muscles.
Moving his hands from his hair, Sebastian finally let them fall down and stroke across Leon’s chest. His skin was as warm and his muscles as hard as Sebastian had always imagined they would be, and he sighed. He dragged his palm over one muscular pectoral and felt Leon’s mental equivalent of a gasp.
“Squeeze,” Leon murmured to him.
Sebastian tightened his grip, bringing both hands to Leon’s chest and digging his fingertips in. God, he’d wanted to get his hands on Leon. He groaned and scratched lightly, letting the pain skitter across his skin and morph into pleasure.
“You didn’t let me touch.” Sebastian closed his eyes as he stroked and squeezed. “That night when we were together.”
“I…” Leon’s mind ebbed and flowed next to his as he came in and out of the pleasure sensations. “No.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. Because I didn’t know you wanted to. Because I was in control. Because I was afraid—”
Then Sebastian’s nail caught across a nipple, and they both gasped.
Leon’s mind tightened on him like a vice. “Again.”
Sebastian bit his lip and flicked his nipple again, sending a little shock of pain and pleasure up his spine.
“Again.”
Teeth digging into his lip, Sebastian forced himself to drag the calloused pad of Leon’s thumb over the tight, sensitive bud, and he whined.
“Keep going. Don’t stop.” Leon bore down on him overwhelmingly.
Sebastian surrendered. “Yes, sir.”
As soon as the words left his mouth, heat shot down to his balls, and he cried out. Leon’s arousal filled him, and he’d do anything for that feeling. He leaned his upper back against the cold tile of the shower and pressed his chest into his hands. He worried at his nipples, flicking and twisting.
The overstimulation stung, and Sebastian screwed up his face. “Leon, it’s—” but then he clamped his mouth shut again. It wasn’t too much. He could do it. He could bear it for as long as Leon told him to.
But Sebastian had Leon writhing under his hands too. Sebastian could feel the pleasure, the restraint, and the will spilling out of Leon and into him, their sensations and feelings twining together and amplifying.
“Leon,” Sebastian gasped. He forced himself to give himself a vicious pinch, and finally, Leon relented.
“Enough! Enough.”
Sebastian collapsed against the shower wall and caught his breath as the warm water pattered against the back of his head and shoulders. Leon soothed across his mind, and Sebastian closed his eyes and leaned into it.
Then Leon’s soft touch turned firm. “We’re not done.”
Sebastian huffed a tired laugh, then smiled. “Good.”
Leon’s chuckle shivered through them, and Sebastian licked his lips in anticipation. “Turn off the shower, and get in front of that big mirror out there.”
“You want to see yourself?” Sebastian smirked as he stopped the water and grabbed a soft, maroon towel to dry off the bulk of the droplets.
“No, I want to watch you while you pleasure me until you come.”
Sebastian tripped over his own feet and banged his hip into the bathroom counter at that, and he felt Leon’s own smirk.
