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Title: Nix
Rating:NC-17
Fandom: X-Men: Evolution
Pairing: Todd Tolensky/Kurt Wagner
Summary: When you're flexible, you can have sex in a small bathtub. It IS possible.
Notes: Inspired by nightmare_01's drawing, Tube goodies. Fantastiche!
“Todd?”
Kurt walked along the corridor, hearing soft splashing sounds coming from the bathroom. The house was empty, something he was thankful for. And he had locked the doors downstairs. The chances were that nobody would come home, if they weren’t here already. Even Freddie was missing from his spot in front of the tv. A place that usually required bribes to pry him from. The splashing noises got louder the closer to the bathroom, and now he could hear music as well. Todd knew he wasn’t meant to have a CD player in the bathroom. Not after what had happened last time. Which had been a very large disaster and nearly included one fried Toad.
“To-odddd…” the German singsonged as he opened the door.
“’Sup?” Todd shook his hair out of his amber eyes, feeling the water run across his skin as he pulled himself up out of the bath a little. Just enough to get his torso bare of the warm liquid he had been soaking in, feeling pearls of water spill down the lines of his nude body as he grinned at his boyfriend. Who was not at all wet and definitely had too many clothes on. He would have to change that...when Kurt got a little closer.
“You shouldn’t have a CD player in here,” Kurt scolded, dragging his eyes away from Todd’s damp body and back up to the teen’s face. The muted greens of Todd’s skin looked better when he was wet, more natural. Hair sleeked back against his head and muddy yellow eyes half closed. “You know what happened last time.”
“CD player’s all the way over there,” Todd argued, lifting one dripping hand to point across the room at the CD player. “And I’m all the way over here.” Satisfied that his point had been made, he slumped back down into the water, head disappearing from Kurt’s line of sight. Moved his hands to feel the water move past his fingers, like it was stroking his skin. Phantom touches, of hot and cold as the water shifted when he moved. It lapped gently at the sides of the tub, inaudible under his music to anyone but him.
“I should take it out anyway,” Kurt argued back, walking towards the tub. He wondered sometimes about his boyfriend’s sanity, or maybe just his sense of survival. Still, he had managed to live this long. However improbable that was sometimes, when he considered some of the things that the amphibiously inclined guy had done. Sigh. Looking after Todd was a full time job, not just something that could be kept to Friday night dates. Speaking of... “We should go out, sometime. On a proper...”
“Date?” Todd put one hand on the edge of the tub and pulled himself up a little, water sloshing against the porcelain sides. Grinned a dirty toothed grin at Kurt, hair slicked back to his skull and muddy eyes dangerous for a moment. “I don’t really do...dates, sweetcheeks.”
Mainly because he didn’t have any money, but Kurt didn’t have to know that. Wait, he already did. Alright, the we’re both freaky McFreaks should do as an excuse. And they were both guys. Dating gays in Bayville? Now, that was asking beyond the usual to get your face smashed in. He had enough reasons pinned to his back already in a cosmic kick me sign. He wasn’t going to go out looking for someone to kick him to the ground. And he didn’t want to see it happen to Kurt. Ever.
“Why not?” Kurt asked, argumentative and defiant as he came to stand by the side of the bathtub. After all, dating was part of the normal teen experience. Even for gay guys. He deserved a night out, damn it. With his boyfriend. Lover. Argh, whatever.
“Why go out -” A long tongue coiled around his wrist, jerking him forward and into the tub even as he yelped in shock. A webbed hand helped, jerking on his shirt and dragging him forward. Warm water cascaded over him and over the sides of the bath tub onto the floor as Todd pulled him into the bath, fully clothed. “- when it’s so much fun to stay in?” Shit eating grin on Todd’s face, as Kurt floundered on top of him, before he caught his face in two hands and kissed him. Tasted good, kinda like chocolate. Must have been snacking before he came upstairs.
“Todd! Was?!”
Dexterous thief’s fingers busied themselves with Kurt’s pants, trying to push them off slender hips as Kurt flailed, trying to get his hands on the sides of the tub and lift himself up. “Didn’t yo mama ever tell you that you’re not meant to wear clothes in the bath, fuzzbutt? Here, lemme help.” Oh, now this was a fun new game. Stripping a struggling, soaking wet Kurt of his clothes while in an enclosed space. The zip came undone and he almost felt like cheering as he managed to drag the wet khakis down Kurt’s thighs. There was still a long way to go yet.
“Todd!” Kurt hissed, and then his eyes rolled back in his head as a palm covered his cock, rubbing against it through the clinging silk of his boxers. The gasping moment of non-thought seemed to be enough time for Todd to get his pants and underwear off all the way, chucked out of the tub and then start on his shirt. The soggy squelch of his clothing meeting the tile made him feel bad, at least for a moment, before the edge of one of Todd’s dirty fingernails scratched over his nipple. “Ach, Gott Verdammt!”
“Oh yeah, you like that, huh?” Todd murmured, voice husky with the cigarettes he’d started smoking a few months ago and so smug with himself that he could do this so quickly. His other hand wrapped around Kurt’s rising erection, jerking his boyfriend off with a few pumps of his hand as he leaned up to kiss him. The water in the tub spilled over the side as he urged Kurt to roll over onto his stomach in the water, get underneath him. Didn’t take much. Damn, he loved this. He nuzzled the side of Kurt’s neck, hand reaching around to stroke along the wet fur of his stomach, down to the hardness between his legs as he draped himself over his lover’s back. Not much room, here, but damn the water made things interesting. He’d kinda been joking when he’d dragged Kurt down into the tub with him, but he wasn’t joking now. He was hard and aching and he wanted to fuck Kurt stupid. It beat anything else he could be doing. “You are so hot,” he muttered, biting at the point of Kurt’s ear and feeling the slender body underneath him shudder in a breath.
“Ja, I’m fucking sexy,” Kurt agreed in a disgruntled tone, wanting Todd to get on with it. He felt cramped and uncomfortable, even if the hand sliding along his shaft made him want what was happening. His knees were pressed against the sides of the tub, and he shuddered in anticipation as he felt Todd’s erection against the small of his back. Rocked his hips against the stroke of the webbed hand sliding over his aching cock, and bit at his lip. Careful not to pierce it with his fangs. He’d done that more then once, and it always sounded so stupid when he had to explain why he was bleeding.
“Oh yeah, baby. Fucking sexy,” Todd said, grinding his hips against Kurt’s back and licking at the point of his ear with a slick tongue. Seriously, of the two of them, he was more then just well aware of who was the more attractive. Fur, or slime. It wasn’t that hard a choice. Sometimes he wondered just what the hell Kurt saw in him that was worth sticking around for. Whether it was just masochism. “You know, when we’re at school and stuff, sometimes I just want to drag you off and do ya. Or blow ya. Either one. Despite that ri-fucking-diculous inducer.”
Kurt chuckled and moaned, draping one arm across the rim of the tub and resting the side of his face against it. “Liar.” He pushed back as he felt a finger probing between his cheeks, hissing between his pointed teeth as Todd breached him. Just a bit of hurt. Just enough to sting as his body reluctantly opened up under the suggestion of Todd’s questing fingers. It hurt a little bit every time, but it hurt so good.
“Something wrong with you, foo’.” The Brotherhood teen crooked long fingers, and found the nub he was looking for, rubbing his fingertips over it gently to listen to Kurt moan. God, he loved that sound. Desperate and wanting, and it was because of him. “Someone gives you a compliment, you call them a liar...what the fuck is that...”
“Gott, would you just fuck me already?” Kurt groaned, pushing back onto Todd’s fingers. He wanted more then that, body aching for it as a warm mouth licked at the side of his neck, water sliding over their skin. He could feel it dragging at his fur, as Todd’s hand slid slowly over his erection. Undertow dragging him down as lust spiraled in razor sharp coils in his stomach.
“You want it, baby?” Todd crooned, moving his fingers in and out, thumb sliding across the head of Kurt’s cock so he could feel him jump just a little. Could he just mention again that he loved this? Though they hadn’t done it in the bath before, despite the cramped conditions, he kinda liked it. It made everything slippery. Warm water slicking his skin and turning Kurt’s fur to wet velvet.
Maybe they needed a bigger bath tub.
“Du Hurensohn, willst Du ficken oder was?!” Kurt snarled, turning his head to glare at Todd. “I swear, I’m going to kill you if you don’t hurry up!” He’d been dragged into the bath against his will, turned into a soaking wet rat and now Todd was being an insufferable tease. If he didn’t get what he wanted soon, his boyfriend was going to be looking at a very long period of time without any nookie. Any at all. He’d be pissed enough to make sure he actually stuck to his intentions this time, he was certain of it. Besides, it wasn’t as if he wouldn’t have help in making sure Todd didn’t come within ten feet of him. Nobody in either household was exactly happy about their little relationship.
“Oh, I got what you need, yeah,” Todd murmured into Kurt’s ear, nipping it while he put the head of his cock to his lover’s entrance and pushing in hard. Hand moving over Kurt’s cock a bit faster now, gasping at the feel of the hot channel that was clutching at his aching erection. God, it felt so good. “Fuck, baby...”
“Unh!” the German grunted, biting at his lip as Todd finally started to fuck him, burying his face against his arm. The ache radiated through his veins, making him burn, body moving instinctively to meet his lover’s slow shallow thrusts. Not enough. Not nearly enough. “Todd...harder...bitte.” He could hear the water slopping over the side of the tub, and hitting the floor as they moved, displacing it. The room was going to be a swamp when they were done. Not that it was really a state out of the ordinary for the room, considering the people who used it most often.
“So fucking good,” Todd groaned, both of them trying to move together in the cramped confines of the bathtub. Soft sounds of water rushing against their skin, against the cracked porcelain and down onto the tiles of the floor. He buried his face in the side of Kurt’s neck, webbed hand wrapped around his lover’s hard cock as he jerked him off in time with the thrusts of his hips. He wanted to move harder, faster, but there wasn’t any way. Consigned to slow lazy movement with the amount of room they had, he listened to Kurt moan and breathe, the way the liquid sound of the water was an underscore to the harsher sounds of sex. Rough caress of soaked fur against his chest and his legs.
Licked at the sodden fur of Kurt’s throat, green tongue winding its way lazily around the slender column before retracting back into his mouth.
“Ja, fick mich,” Kurt said hoarsely, wanting to rock his hips between the grasp of Todd’s hand and the shaft invading his body. Small movements, that was all he could make. The tip of his tail curled around the rim of the bathtub, mimicking the grip his hand had already made. Water surged along the underside of his body, tickling at his fur in ghost-like touches. Dragging along the strands and making its way down to touch his skin. “Bitte, Gott, bitte...”
Loved the way Kurt dissolved into German when he was about to come. Like he forgot everything, even though it would make more sense to talk to him in English. Knew what most of it meant now, at least what he moaned in situations like this. Or he thought he did. Maybe. It was all sort of inference. Not like Todd could come right out and ask, exactly. Couldn’t do it. It would fuck with his pride, man. Completely fuck with his pride. So he’d just not really know what Kurt was saying, he could live with that. It wasn’t like this was going to last forever, so that he’d actually have to learn German. Sooner or later, Kurt was gonna leave.
After all, that was what everybody did.
“Fuck, fuck, Kurt,” Todd hissed, driving himself inside his lover’s body one last time as he orgasmed. Water cascaded onto the floor, almost louder then Kurt’s yelp. Slid his hand along Kurt’s erection quicker, squeezing as he tried to make the German come as well, eyes squeezed shut as waves of bliss swamped his body. Concentrating through it. Because he had to. He wanted to know he’d made Kurt come, that he could make someone feel that release.
“Gott, bitte!” Kurt gasped, feeling himself teeter on the edge. So close. So close he could feel it and then he was toppling over it, broken moan dragging itself from his lips. Bucked into Todd’s hand, forehead falling down against his arm where it rested on the tub, body shuddering under Todd’s. And then quiet while they rested, panted for breath and waited for sensibility to return. The water turned cold, and that finally prompted them to get out.
“I’ll lend you some threads, yo,” Todd chuckled, throwing Kurt a towel from the small ragged stock that the Brotherhood owned, poking the sodden clothes with his foot. It had been his fault, but he wasn’t going to admit that. At least, not yet. He was waiting to see how riled up he could get Kurt first. Half the fun of breaking up was the making up, after all.
“You better,” Kurt grumbled, catching the towel Todd threw at him and attempting to dry off. Ach, now he was going to be damp and probably end up smelling like some sort of wet animal. Maybe something canine. There was a reason why when he showered at the mansion, he made certain to have at least two towels on hand and to steal Kitty’s hair dryer. Otherwise it just took too long and he didn’t really get the job done. At least, he reflected wryly as he tried to scrub the wet from the fur on his shoulders, his fur wasn’t as long as Herr McCoy’s. He tried not to think about the work fur that thick and long must entail on a daily basis. As it was, he was going to be rumpled all day like cheap velvet that had shrunk in the wash.
“Sure, no problem, foo’,” the Brotherhood teen said almost fondly, picking up another one of the towels and moving across to help Kurt dry himself off. The liquid shine of the water droplets on his body turned his pale, usually muddily blotched skin into something almost beautiful. They were both silent for a few long moments, both working to try and get the blue fur something close to dry. The thin towels available didn’t do the job very well. “You know what?”
“Was?”
“Next time, we do this at the mansion, yo.”
“Geniestreich! Only...let’s not.”
“A’ight, geez,” Todd grumbled, shaking his head as he rubbed the towel firmly down Kurt’s back. It hadn’t been that bad. Or at least, he hadn’t thought it had been.
Maybe he just needed to wait awhile, then bring it up again. Now, that, that was a plan.
Rating:NC-17
Fandom: X-Men: Evolution
Pairing: Todd Tolensky/Kurt Wagner
Summary: When you're flexible, you can have sex in a small bathtub. It IS possible.
Notes: Inspired by nightmare_01's drawing, Tube goodies. Fantastiche!
“Todd?”
Kurt walked along the corridor, hearing soft splashing sounds coming from the bathroom. The house was empty, something he was thankful for. And he had locked the doors downstairs. The chances were that nobody would come home, if they weren’t here already. Even Freddie was missing from his spot in front of the tv. A place that usually required bribes to pry him from. The splashing noises got louder the closer to the bathroom, and now he could hear music as well. Todd knew he wasn’t meant to have a CD player in the bathroom. Not after what had happened last time. Which had been a very large disaster and nearly included one fried Toad.
“To-odddd…” the German singsonged as he opened the door.
“’Sup?” Todd shook his hair out of his amber eyes, feeling the water run across his skin as he pulled himself up out of the bath a little. Just enough to get his torso bare of the warm liquid he had been soaking in, feeling pearls of water spill down the lines of his nude body as he grinned at his boyfriend. Who was not at all wet and definitely had too many clothes on. He would have to change that...when Kurt got a little closer.
“You shouldn’t have a CD player in here,” Kurt scolded, dragging his eyes away from Todd’s damp body and back up to the teen’s face. The muted greens of Todd’s skin looked better when he was wet, more natural. Hair sleeked back against his head and muddy yellow eyes half closed. “You know what happened last time.”
“CD player’s all the way over there,” Todd argued, lifting one dripping hand to point across the room at the CD player. “And I’m all the way over here.” Satisfied that his point had been made, he slumped back down into the water, head disappearing from Kurt’s line of sight. Moved his hands to feel the water move past his fingers, like it was stroking his skin. Phantom touches, of hot and cold as the water shifted when he moved. It lapped gently at the sides of the tub, inaudible under his music to anyone but him.
“I should take it out anyway,” Kurt argued back, walking towards the tub. He wondered sometimes about his boyfriend’s sanity, or maybe just his sense of survival. Still, he had managed to live this long. However improbable that was sometimes, when he considered some of the things that the amphibiously inclined guy had done. Sigh. Looking after Todd was a full time job, not just something that could be kept to Friday night dates. Speaking of... “We should go out, sometime. On a proper...”
“Date?” Todd put one hand on the edge of the tub and pulled himself up a little, water sloshing against the porcelain sides. Grinned a dirty toothed grin at Kurt, hair slicked back to his skull and muddy eyes dangerous for a moment. “I don’t really do...dates, sweetcheeks.”
Mainly because he didn’t have any money, but Kurt didn’t have to know that. Wait, he already did. Alright, the we’re both freaky McFreaks should do as an excuse. And they were both guys. Dating gays in Bayville? Now, that was asking beyond the usual to get your face smashed in. He had enough reasons pinned to his back already in a cosmic kick me sign. He wasn’t going to go out looking for someone to kick him to the ground. And he didn’t want to see it happen to Kurt. Ever.
“Why not?” Kurt asked, argumentative and defiant as he came to stand by the side of the bathtub. After all, dating was part of the normal teen experience. Even for gay guys. He deserved a night out, damn it. With his boyfriend. Lover. Argh, whatever.
“Why go out -” A long tongue coiled around his wrist, jerking him forward and into the tub even as he yelped in shock. A webbed hand helped, jerking on his shirt and dragging him forward. Warm water cascaded over him and over the sides of the bath tub onto the floor as Todd pulled him into the bath, fully clothed. “- when it’s so much fun to stay in?” Shit eating grin on Todd’s face, as Kurt floundered on top of him, before he caught his face in two hands and kissed him. Tasted good, kinda like chocolate. Must have been snacking before he came upstairs.
“Todd! Was?!”
Dexterous thief’s fingers busied themselves with Kurt’s pants, trying to push them off slender hips as Kurt flailed, trying to get his hands on the sides of the tub and lift himself up. “Didn’t yo mama ever tell you that you’re not meant to wear clothes in the bath, fuzzbutt? Here, lemme help.” Oh, now this was a fun new game. Stripping a struggling, soaking wet Kurt of his clothes while in an enclosed space. The zip came undone and he almost felt like cheering as he managed to drag the wet khakis down Kurt’s thighs. There was still a long way to go yet.
“Todd!” Kurt hissed, and then his eyes rolled back in his head as a palm covered his cock, rubbing against it through the clinging silk of his boxers. The gasping moment of non-thought seemed to be enough time for Todd to get his pants and underwear off all the way, chucked out of the tub and then start on his shirt. The soggy squelch of his clothing meeting the tile made him feel bad, at least for a moment, before the edge of one of Todd’s dirty fingernails scratched over his nipple. “Ach, Gott Verdammt!”
“Oh yeah, you like that, huh?” Todd murmured, voice husky with the cigarettes he’d started smoking a few months ago and so smug with himself that he could do this so quickly. His other hand wrapped around Kurt’s rising erection, jerking his boyfriend off with a few pumps of his hand as he leaned up to kiss him. The water in the tub spilled over the side as he urged Kurt to roll over onto his stomach in the water, get underneath him. Didn’t take much. Damn, he loved this. He nuzzled the side of Kurt’s neck, hand reaching around to stroke along the wet fur of his stomach, down to the hardness between his legs as he draped himself over his lover’s back. Not much room, here, but damn the water made things interesting. He’d kinda been joking when he’d dragged Kurt down into the tub with him, but he wasn’t joking now. He was hard and aching and he wanted to fuck Kurt stupid. It beat anything else he could be doing. “You are so hot,” he muttered, biting at the point of Kurt’s ear and feeling the slender body underneath him shudder in a breath.
“Ja, I’m fucking sexy,” Kurt agreed in a disgruntled tone, wanting Todd to get on with it. He felt cramped and uncomfortable, even if the hand sliding along his shaft made him want what was happening. His knees were pressed against the sides of the tub, and he shuddered in anticipation as he felt Todd’s erection against the small of his back. Rocked his hips against the stroke of the webbed hand sliding over his aching cock, and bit at his lip. Careful not to pierce it with his fangs. He’d done that more then once, and it always sounded so stupid when he had to explain why he was bleeding.
“Oh yeah, baby. Fucking sexy,” Todd said, grinding his hips against Kurt’s back and licking at the point of his ear with a slick tongue. Seriously, of the two of them, he was more then just well aware of who was the more attractive. Fur, or slime. It wasn’t that hard a choice. Sometimes he wondered just what the hell Kurt saw in him that was worth sticking around for. Whether it was just masochism. “You know, when we’re at school and stuff, sometimes I just want to drag you off and do ya. Or blow ya. Either one. Despite that ri-fucking-diculous inducer.”
Kurt chuckled and moaned, draping one arm across the rim of the tub and resting the side of his face against it. “Liar.” He pushed back as he felt a finger probing between his cheeks, hissing between his pointed teeth as Todd breached him. Just a bit of hurt. Just enough to sting as his body reluctantly opened up under the suggestion of Todd’s questing fingers. It hurt a little bit every time, but it hurt so good.
“Something wrong with you, foo’.” The Brotherhood teen crooked long fingers, and found the nub he was looking for, rubbing his fingertips over it gently to listen to Kurt moan. God, he loved that sound. Desperate and wanting, and it was because of him. “Someone gives you a compliment, you call them a liar...what the fuck is that...”
“Gott, would you just fuck me already?” Kurt groaned, pushing back onto Todd’s fingers. He wanted more then that, body aching for it as a warm mouth licked at the side of his neck, water sliding over their skin. He could feel it dragging at his fur, as Todd’s hand slid slowly over his erection. Undertow dragging him down as lust spiraled in razor sharp coils in his stomach.
“You want it, baby?” Todd crooned, moving his fingers in and out, thumb sliding across the head of Kurt’s cock so he could feel him jump just a little. Could he just mention again that he loved this? Though they hadn’t done it in the bath before, despite the cramped conditions, he kinda liked it. It made everything slippery. Warm water slicking his skin and turning Kurt’s fur to wet velvet.
Maybe they needed a bigger bath tub.
“Du Hurensohn, willst Du ficken oder was?!” Kurt snarled, turning his head to glare at Todd. “I swear, I’m going to kill you if you don’t hurry up!” He’d been dragged into the bath against his will, turned into a soaking wet rat and now Todd was being an insufferable tease. If he didn’t get what he wanted soon, his boyfriend was going to be looking at a very long period of time without any nookie. Any at all. He’d be pissed enough to make sure he actually stuck to his intentions this time, he was certain of it. Besides, it wasn’t as if he wouldn’t have help in making sure Todd didn’t come within ten feet of him. Nobody in either household was exactly happy about their little relationship.
“Oh, I got what you need, yeah,” Todd murmured into Kurt’s ear, nipping it while he put the head of his cock to his lover’s entrance and pushing in hard. Hand moving over Kurt’s cock a bit faster now, gasping at the feel of the hot channel that was clutching at his aching erection. God, it felt so good. “Fuck, baby...”
“Unh!” the German grunted, biting at his lip as Todd finally started to fuck him, burying his face against his arm. The ache radiated through his veins, making him burn, body moving instinctively to meet his lover’s slow shallow thrusts. Not enough. Not nearly enough. “Todd...harder...bitte.” He could hear the water slopping over the side of the tub, and hitting the floor as they moved, displacing it. The room was going to be a swamp when they were done. Not that it was really a state out of the ordinary for the room, considering the people who used it most often.
“So fucking good,” Todd groaned, both of them trying to move together in the cramped confines of the bathtub. Soft sounds of water rushing against their skin, against the cracked porcelain and down onto the tiles of the floor. He buried his face in the side of Kurt’s neck, webbed hand wrapped around his lover’s hard cock as he jerked him off in time with the thrusts of his hips. He wanted to move harder, faster, but there wasn’t any way. Consigned to slow lazy movement with the amount of room they had, he listened to Kurt moan and breathe, the way the liquid sound of the water was an underscore to the harsher sounds of sex. Rough caress of soaked fur against his chest and his legs.
Licked at the sodden fur of Kurt’s throat, green tongue winding its way lazily around the slender column before retracting back into his mouth.
“Ja, fick mich,” Kurt said hoarsely, wanting to rock his hips between the grasp of Todd’s hand and the shaft invading his body. Small movements, that was all he could make. The tip of his tail curled around the rim of the bathtub, mimicking the grip his hand had already made. Water surged along the underside of his body, tickling at his fur in ghost-like touches. Dragging along the strands and making its way down to touch his skin. “Bitte, Gott, bitte...”
Loved the way Kurt dissolved into German when he was about to come. Like he forgot everything, even though it would make more sense to talk to him in English. Knew what most of it meant now, at least what he moaned in situations like this. Or he thought he did. Maybe. It was all sort of inference. Not like Todd could come right out and ask, exactly. Couldn’t do it. It would fuck with his pride, man. Completely fuck with his pride. So he’d just not really know what Kurt was saying, he could live with that. It wasn’t like this was going to last forever, so that he’d actually have to learn German. Sooner or later, Kurt was gonna leave.
After all, that was what everybody did.
“Fuck, fuck, Kurt,” Todd hissed, driving himself inside his lover’s body one last time as he orgasmed. Water cascaded onto the floor, almost louder then Kurt’s yelp. Slid his hand along Kurt’s erection quicker, squeezing as he tried to make the German come as well, eyes squeezed shut as waves of bliss swamped his body. Concentrating through it. Because he had to. He wanted to know he’d made Kurt come, that he could make someone feel that release.
“Gott, bitte!” Kurt gasped, feeling himself teeter on the edge. So close. So close he could feel it and then he was toppling over it, broken moan dragging itself from his lips. Bucked into Todd’s hand, forehead falling down against his arm where it rested on the tub, body shuddering under Todd’s. And then quiet while they rested, panted for breath and waited for sensibility to return. The water turned cold, and that finally prompted them to get out.
“I’ll lend you some threads, yo,” Todd chuckled, throwing Kurt a towel from the small ragged stock that the Brotherhood owned, poking the sodden clothes with his foot. It had been his fault, but he wasn’t going to admit that. At least, not yet. He was waiting to see how riled up he could get Kurt first. Half the fun of breaking up was the making up, after all.
“You better,” Kurt grumbled, catching the towel Todd threw at him and attempting to dry off. Ach, now he was going to be damp and probably end up smelling like some sort of wet animal. Maybe something canine. There was a reason why when he showered at the mansion, he made certain to have at least two towels on hand and to steal Kitty’s hair dryer. Otherwise it just took too long and he didn’t really get the job done. At least, he reflected wryly as he tried to scrub the wet from the fur on his shoulders, his fur wasn’t as long as Herr McCoy’s. He tried not to think about the work fur that thick and long must entail on a daily basis. As it was, he was going to be rumpled all day like cheap velvet that had shrunk in the wash.
“Sure, no problem, foo’,” the Brotherhood teen said almost fondly, picking up another one of the towels and moving across to help Kurt dry himself off. The liquid shine of the water droplets on his body turned his pale, usually muddily blotched skin into something almost beautiful. They were both silent for a few long moments, both working to try and get the blue fur something close to dry. The thin towels available didn’t do the job very well. “You know what?”
“Was?”
“Next time, we do this at the mansion, yo.”
“Geniestreich! Only...let’s not.”
“A’ight, geez,” Todd grumbled, shaking his head as he rubbed the towel firmly down Kurt’s back. It hadn’t been that bad. Or at least, he hadn’t thought it had been.
Maybe he just needed to wait awhile, then bring it up again. Now, that, that was a plan.