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“Alright, thank you for being clear about your answer.” I wasn’t really being an asshole, but his groan was a mix of embarrassment and frustration, so I wasn’t sure he’d believe me. “Hands on my shoulders. I don’t want you to fall.”
The bathroom was small enough that he’d knock himself out on something if he went down.
“I’m not going to fall,” he complained but his hands came up to my shoulders and he steadied himself as he stepped out of the puddle of clothes. “I can take care of myself.”
Technically that was true, but it seemed more like sub pushback to see what I’d do than actually trying to assert his need to take care of himself.
“I don’t know what that has to do with anything.” My vague response had him going quiet again. “Alright, you step in and get under the spray, but I will be the one to wash you.”
Thankfully, the actual shower was bigger than the space we were standing in, so I wouldn’t end up elbowing him in the gut as I got him cleaned up. The whole bathroom was stupidly designed, but at the moment I appreciated how big the shower actually was.
Ender shifted and opened his eyes, but his lower lip went between his teeth for a few seconds. “You don’t have to. I know you’re not going to freak out.”
He thought this was just about my proving a point?
Did he—
Nope, I wasn’t going to try to guess what was going through his head because I had a feeling I’d get it wrong. But would telling him the truth be any better? Ender was…he was confusing sometimes.
“I realize I don’t have to, but you need to see that I’m confident about what we’re doing, and this will improve our intimacy. Your pup side won’t come out and be completely relaxed if your human side isn’t confident or comfortable being naked and aroused around me.” When Ender just blinked at me, I knew I was right.
I’d never guess what was going through his head, and we definitely needed to work on our intimacy, so I decided not to worry about it. “Shower.”
Blink.
Blink.
“Yes, Sir.”
Well, it was a step in the right direction, so I kissed his cheek and turned him to face the shower so he could walk around the glass half-wall that separated the spray from the rest of the room. “Good boy.”
Yep, he still liked that.
It was good to know for a lot of reasons, but knowing I’d made him happy made me happy. It was probably going to be a vicious cycle, so I didn’t bother trying to hide my erection as I quickly stripped out of my clothes.
My being aroused couldn’t have been that big of a shock considering how much he’d been wiggling his ass on my lap, but he blushed and focused on the water like it was the most fascinating thing he’d ever seen.
That wasn’t going to work.
“Nope.” Stepping behind him, I shook my head before turning him to face away from the water. “I know you. If I let you get away with this now, you’re going to spend the rest of your life pretending I was never hard.”
Ender went back to being the color of a tomato but he didn’t argue too much. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Of course, he didn’t.
“Look down.” I wasn’t sure if he was just looking for an order or if it was my stern tone, but his gaze dropped without hesitation. “Good boy. Do you see my erection?”
He nodded, eyes getting wider by the second. “You do not have to do anything with it. You just need to understand I will get aroused when we’re doing things together. But contrary to what everyone said in high school, having an erection that doesn’t get attention will not kill anyone.”
That got a chuckle out of him. “I don’t know. I heard from several reliable straight guys in gym class that blue ball death was a real thing.”
Rolling my eyes, I snorted. “I bet they were very convincing to their girlfriends too.”
But complaining about the dramatics of teenage boys wasn’t on my to-do list at the moment, so I pushed that to the back of my head as I reached for the body wash and squirted some in my hands. “We’re both smarter than them, so it doesn’t matter.”
Ender’s brain seemed to be processing something because he completely forgot to be embarrassed as I started washing his chest and down around his dick. Mess came before general body dirt, so my goal was to get the cum off him first.
He was quiet until I finished washing under his arms and turned him around so his chest was under the spray. Once he couldn’t see my face, that seemed to be the point where his mouth and his brain decided to work in tandem again. “Does that mean I’m supposed to ignore it?”
