Love like a llama in a coffee shop. Cute and hyper...?
Trace: *leans against the sink and grins* My mun said you weren't busy. She's obviously lying *laughs*
Ian: ~blinks, blushes~ Obviously... it's alright, I'm almost done. ~scrub, scrub, rinse~
Trace: *is trying veeeeery hard not to peek* <3~...
Trace: *peek, blush, pulls the curtain back in place and coughs* ....
Ian: ~blushes and turns the water off~ Since you're here... hand me a towel?
Trace: *covers his eyes politely and hands him a towel quickly*
Ian: ~blushing so much, dries off as quickly as possible, leans over and wrings out his hair~
Trace: *runs his hands through Ian's hair, wringing out some more water*
Ian: ~keeps blushing, but doesn't protest, glancing up at him through a few droplets of water~...<3
Trace: *blinkblinkmelt*
Ian: ~just looks at him for a long couple of moments, then reaches up hesitantly and pulls him down to kiss him~
Trace: *grabs him by the waist and pulls him closer slowly, kissing* <3...
Ian: ~leans into him and slides his arms around his shoulders, still kissing~ <3
Trace: *makes sure Ian's towel is secure on his waist then pulls him even closer, rubbing his back*
Ian: ~makes a quiet, pleased sound and runs a hand through Trace's dreads before breaking the kiss and murmuring~ You're going to get wet...
Trace: *smiles, eyes half-open* I don't mind, I would have joined you if I thought... *trails off, embarrassed*
Ian: ~gives him a gentle squeeze~ If you thought...? ~nuzzles his cheek~
Trace: *mumbles* We both wouldn't die from embarrassment?
Ian: We'd better not. ~smiles softly~ Imagine what people would say when they found us...~hugs him~
Trace: *blushes and laughs, hugging back tightly* We'd be hardpressed to explain that to whoever we meet on the other side...
Ian: ~chuckles~ Pretty much. ~nuzzles more~ You don't have any reason to be embarassed, though.
Trace: *nuzzles into his shoulder* I don't think I can help it. You blushing like that makes me do it too... *hides*
Ian: ~tries not to blush and kisses his cheek~ I'm sorry. <3
Trace: *shakes his head* Not your fault... I think it's way too cute...
Ian: ~loses the battle and blushes~
Trace: *grins and kisses him, running his hands through Ian's wet hair*
Ian: Mmm... ~kisses back and holds him close~ Feels good<333
Trace: *kisses and nuzzles, but then bangs his elbow into the sink* ...Ow. * winces and looks over*
Ian: ~suddenly so very concerned~ Are you okay? ~looks at his elbow~
Trace: *smiles* I'm fine. I just don't think the shower is a good place to keep doing this... *adds on after a moment of hesitation* At least not now, I think...
Ian: ~blushes faintly and nods~ And you don't have the luxury of sitting down. Good point. ~nuzzles~
Trace: *grins a little and laughs* Shall we go somewhere else then?
Ian: ~smiles~ We probably should. ~pushes the shower curtain all the way back and grabs the brace he's finally been talked into wearing most of the time and fastens it on his good leg, telling himself not to be so damned embarassed and starts to move back to his wheelchair, the muscles in his arms rippling, then has a thought that keeps him hovered over it for a minute~
Trace: *watches him, not really phased at all, but more interested, blushes slightly as he finds himself staring at the muscles work and show off* <3...
Ian: ~blushes faintly at his gaze and murmurs~ I realized I haven't ever... ~shuts up and hauls himself up, leaning on the sink and the brace, wrapping one arm around Trace's back and leans down, kissing him gently~
Trace: *is surprised for a moment, not used to kissing anyone taller than him, then just sorta... melts against him, keeping his weight so he doesn't tip Ian over, but still arching into him, wrapping his arms around his chest and kissing happily back*
Ian: ~thinks this was probably the best idea he's had in a while and kisses him deeply, trying not to melt all over the place and holds him close, gently, his mind reeling at how much he really likes this~ <3
Trace: *ignores the fact that he's getting wetter and deepens the kiss further, trying not to grin into, and therefore interrupt, said kissing*
Ian: ~pulls him closer, shifting a little to balance and melts at the intensity of the kiss~
Trace: *unravels his arms and starts running his hands over Ian's shoulders and up his neck, enjoying how tall he is*
Ian: ~slips his hand to the small of Trace's back, a soft moan resonating in the back of his throat~
Trace: *shivers and presses against him, breaking the kiss only for a moment to get some proper air before nibbling on his lower lip and kissing again* <333
Ian: ~pretty much sits on the edge of the sink and takes a faint gasp for air before plunging back into the kiss, his eyelids fluttering a bit at how good it feels~ ...<333
Trace: *wraps his arms around Ian's waist to help support him, as the sink is uncomfortable, but can't really think much beyond kissing and playing with the edge of the towel and Ian's hips*
Ian: ~runs his hand under Trace's shirt, with a bit of an apologetic feeling, knowing his palm is a bit on the calloused side and rubs his back as they kiss~
Trace: *moans softly, gripping the edge of the towel then letting it go before he yanks it off, making the kiss deeper and letting his hands start to roam a little more leisurely above the towel*
Ian: ~presses him closer in response and runs his hand up Trace's shoulders, moaning into his mouth~
Trace: *keeps kissing intensely, hands feeling the rough fabric of the towel and reminding him to keep his hormones in check, or at least try, because it doesn't seem to be working very well*
Coda: ~walks into the bathroom, without knocking, of course, starting to yawn and then stops, and blinks...and leans against the doorframe to watch, eyeing them with interest~
Ian: ~forgets to be shy and jumpy, and doesn't protest at Trace's hands, kissing him passionately, with only a slight whisper of commonsense making it through his hormone-induced haze, telling him that if they're going to do anything more, he probably shouldn't be standing on the slick floor, and ignores it, sliding his hand up Trace's chest~
Trace: *moans louder in appreciation, moving back to give Ian a little more room... and slipping on the wet floor, losing his balance and landing flat on his ass*
Coda: ~winces and starts in to give them a hand~
Ian: ~yelps and blinks, mind unfogging immediately~ Trace! Shit, are you okay? ~sits down in his chair swiftly and leans down, offering his hand~
Trace: *sits on the cold, wet floor and rubs his neck, groaning* Ow...
Coda: ... damn, you boys just don't have any common sense. Anything broken?
Trace: *takes the hand and stands up, looking behind him at his now very wet backside* No, I'm fine. Just a bit...surprising.
Ian: ~tries to ignore Coda, and pulls him gently onto his lap~ Are you sure? I'm sorry. ~huggles him~
Trace: *laughs and hugs him* Yeah, I'm fine. Just remind me to never do that again.
Ian: ~nuzzles him apologetically~ You'd better try not to. ~fusses over him~
Coda: ~coughs~ At least try to find someplace not so slippery next time... by the way, you should start charging people. That was hot. ~grins and walks out~
Trace: *chokes a little and calls after* Thanks? *looks over at Ian and blushes, laughing*
Ian: ~beet red, closes his eyes, laughing~ I guess... from a lesbian that's quite a compliment? ~kisses him softly~ I hope there is a next time, though. <3
Shanzi: ((~listens to Coda yell back, "For what?" and dies~))
Six-chan: [*watches chibi Trace latch onto her and gnaw* O.o;;;]
Trace: *grins and kisses* You couldn't keep me away. *stands up* Come on, lets go someplace that isn't so wet...
Ian: ~grins~ Good to know. ~squeezes his hand and nods~ Good idea. <3
Trace: *grins* I should probably go change too... *rubs his wet behind*
Ian: ~laughs...blushes~ I should probably get dressed.