FAKE Fic: Lathered Up [NSFW]
Title: Lathered Up
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, Ryo.
Rating: NC-17
Setting: After Vol. 7.
Summary: Showers aren’t just for getting clean…
Word Count: 1208
Written For: Prompt 615: Slick at slashthedrabble.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
Until he’d met and become romantically involved with Dee, Ryo had always seen showers as a convenient, quick, yet enjoyable way of getting clean. Now, he was beginning to see them from a whole other perspective; they were remarkably good for getting messy as well, with the added advantage of making it easy to get clean again afterwards.
There was something deliciously sensual about washing another man’s body, and in having the favor willingly, even eagerly reciprocated. Dee was gorgeous: tall, well-muscled, with a toned chest and abs, slim hips, and long legs. Showering together meant Ryo could get intimately acquainted with every inch of his lover’s body in a manner that somehow seemed less awkward and embarrassing than it would have had they been in bed. After all, the soap needed to go everywhere, from Dee’s broad shoulders and neck right down to his toes, and all points in between. Ryo was intent on doing a thorough job, with no effort spared.
Slick and slippery, Dee’s body felt smooth yet firm beneath his palms as he lathered down his partner’s back and over Dee’s ass, lingering there for several long minutes before dropping further, crouching to massage his way down Dee’s legs to his feet. Dee groaned, his cock already standing to attention, hard and leaking.
“C’mon, babe, you’re killin’ me here!”
Ryo could empathise; he was almost painfully turned on as well, and Dee had yet to touch him at all.
“This was your idea,” he reminded his lover.
“Wasn’t expectin’ ya to take all day with the soap!”
“I thought you wanted to get clean,” Ryo replied, feigning innocence.
“Right now I’d rather be gettin’ down and dirty. Are ya ever gonna touch me?”
“I thought I was.” Hiding his smirk, Ryo trailed his fingertips slowly and lightly up Dee’s calf and then the inside of his thigh, making his lover shiver.
“Damn, you’re determined to make me beg, aren’t ya?”
“That would be a first.” Ryo rose smoothly to his feet, pressing up against Dee’s back and biting back a groan himself at the sensation of Dee’s soapy butt slick against his own throbbing erection. He couldn’t keep from moving his hips, massaging his cock between his belly and Dee’s ass. “You feel good,” he murmured huskily, pressing a kiss to Dee’s shoulder, then pulling a face at the taste of the soap.
“You wanna top, just say the word.”
That brought Ryo’s movements to a halt. “Um… Don’t think I’m quite ready for that yet.” They’d only been sleeping together for a few months and Ryo was sure he still had a lot to learn before he’d feel confident enough to take the initiative.
“Suit yourself. Just so ya know, I’m open to the idea, anytime ya wanna give it a go. Now will ya please do somethin’? ‘Cause I’m about ready to explode here.”
“I wash your back, you wash mine; that was the deal, and so far I’ve been doing all the washing.”
Dee growled. “I’ll wash your back alight, just gimme the soap and I’ll stick it between us while I screw ya into the wall!”
“It’s too slippery with all the soap!” Ryo protested. “We’d fall over and break something, probably our necks. Your bathtub’s too small.”
“Killjoy! Why d’ya haveta use logic at a time like this?” Dee gave a gusty sigh. “Fine, I’ll settle for a hand job this time; you do me and I’ll do you.”
It was a fair compromise, except…
“Uh, unless you’re some kind of contortionist, you’re facing the wrong way for that.”
“There ya go with the logic again!” Dee turned, taking Ryo’s cock in hand and squeezing. “Better?”
“Ngh!” One touch and Ryo was incoherent; it was so unfair the way Dee could short-circuit his brain so effortlessly.
There was a self-satisfied smirk on Dee’s face, although Ryo couldn’t see it because his eyes seemed to have shut without his permission. He peeled them open again at his lover’s next words.
“Aren’t ya forgettin’ somethin’?”
“Whu?” Ryo blinked owlishly at Dee, having to squint a little to focus. Dee’s face was only inches from his own.
Dee shifted his hips, nudging his unattended cock against his partner. “Things are a little one-sided here.”
“Oh!” Biting his lip, Ryo looked down, blushing as he curled soapy fingers around Dee’s cock, relishing the heat and the silk over steel hardness of his partner’s length against his palm. His eyes slid closed again and he let out a low moan; how had he denied himself the pleasure of this kind of intimacy for so long? He tugged lightly, sweeping his thumb across the flushed head of Dee’s cock on the upstroke and gasping as Dee reciprocated. It felt like heaven; the warm water flowing over their bodies, Dee’s hand stroking him firm and steady, his own hand working his lover’s shaft, falling effortlessly into the rhythm Dee had set.
Tilting his head up, Ryo found Dee’s lips with his own, sliding his free hand around Dee’s hip to grip his butt and pull him closer. Their kiss deepened as their hands speeded up, jerking each other off to a chorus of gasps, grunts, groans, and panting breaths.
Breaking the kiss, Dee’s lips moved to his lover’s ear, sucking and nibbling on the lobe, sending a delicious shudder through Ryo’s body.
“Damn!” Dee groaned. “If I wasn’t already so close, I’d drag ya to the bed right this minute and screw ya into the mattress!”
“We’d… get everything… wet…” Ryo gasped out in reply, thrusting convulsively into Dee’s tight grip. “Oh God! Deee!” His fingers dug so deeply into Dee’s butt that they’d probably leave bruises, but Dee didn’t care, barely even noticed, because he could feel Ryo’s cock swell and jerk in his hand as he came, and then Dee was coming too, ecstasy coursing through him, taking his breath away…
Slowly coming down from the giddy heights of passion they clung to each other, panting, lightheaded, their legs trembling as though they’d just run a marathon. Dee chuckled.
“Good thing we’re not in any rush to be anywhere, ‘cause I’m not sure my legs are gonna work.”
“Mm,” Ryo agreed vaguely, resting his forehead against Dee’s shoulder. “Same here. If you move I’ll fall over.”
“Not gonna let that happen.” Dee nuzzled against Ryo’s wet hair, enjoying the closeness. “Just don’t go fallin’ asleep on me, ‘kay?”
There was silence for a moment as they got their breath back, until…
“I’m all sticky now,” Ryo muttered. “Any idea what happened to the soap?”
Dee burst out laughing. “It’ll turn up. How ‘bout I break out the shower gel instead? I didn’t wash your back yet.”
“It’s not my back that needs washing now.”
“Even better.” Dee grinned wickedly, flipping open the cap of the shower gel one-handed. “Where d’ya want it, or shouldn’t I ask?”
Raising his head to look at his lover, Ryo rolled his eyes. “So much for getting cleaned up.”
“Clean is overrated; dirty is a lot more fun. What say we forget about showerin’ and go to bed?”
“Hornball.” Ryo reached to turn the shower off. “I’ll dry your back if you dry mine.”
Dee grinned. “It’s a deal.”
The End
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, Ryo.
Rating: NC-17
Setting: After Vol. 7.
Summary: Showers aren’t just for getting clean…
Word Count: 1208
Written For: Prompt 615: Slick at slashthedrabble.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
Until he’d met and become romantically involved with Dee, Ryo had always seen showers as a convenient, quick, yet enjoyable way of getting clean. Now, he was beginning to see them from a whole other perspective; they were remarkably good for getting messy as well, with the added advantage of making it easy to get clean again afterwards.
There was something deliciously sensual about washing another man’s body, and in having the favor willingly, even eagerly reciprocated. Dee was gorgeous: tall, well-muscled, with a toned chest and abs, slim hips, and long legs. Showering together meant Ryo could get intimately acquainted with every inch of his lover’s body in a manner that somehow seemed less awkward and embarrassing than it would have had they been in bed. After all, the soap needed to go everywhere, from Dee’s broad shoulders and neck right down to his toes, and all points in between. Ryo was intent on doing a thorough job, with no effort spared.
Slick and slippery, Dee’s body felt smooth yet firm beneath his palms as he lathered down his partner’s back and over Dee’s ass, lingering there for several long minutes before dropping further, crouching to massage his way down Dee’s legs to his feet. Dee groaned, his cock already standing to attention, hard and leaking.
“C’mon, babe, you’re killin’ me here!”
Ryo could empathise; he was almost painfully turned on as well, and Dee had yet to touch him at all.
“This was your idea,” he reminded his lover.
“Wasn’t expectin’ ya to take all day with the soap!”
“I thought you wanted to get clean,” Ryo replied, feigning innocence.
“Right now I’d rather be gettin’ down and dirty. Are ya ever gonna touch me?”
“I thought I was.” Hiding his smirk, Ryo trailed his fingertips slowly and lightly up Dee’s calf and then the inside of his thigh, making his lover shiver.
“Damn, you’re determined to make me beg, aren’t ya?”
“That would be a first.” Ryo rose smoothly to his feet, pressing up against Dee’s back and biting back a groan himself at the sensation of Dee’s soapy butt slick against his own throbbing erection. He couldn’t keep from moving his hips, massaging his cock between his belly and Dee’s ass. “You feel good,” he murmured huskily, pressing a kiss to Dee’s shoulder, then pulling a face at the taste of the soap.
“You wanna top, just say the word.”
That brought Ryo’s movements to a halt. “Um… Don’t think I’m quite ready for that yet.” They’d only been sleeping together for a few months and Ryo was sure he still had a lot to learn before he’d feel confident enough to take the initiative.
“Suit yourself. Just so ya know, I’m open to the idea, anytime ya wanna give it a go. Now will ya please do somethin’? ‘Cause I’m about ready to explode here.”
“I wash your back, you wash mine; that was the deal, and so far I’ve been doing all the washing.”
Dee growled. “I’ll wash your back alight, just gimme the soap and I’ll stick it between us while I screw ya into the wall!”
“It’s too slippery with all the soap!” Ryo protested. “We’d fall over and break something, probably our necks. Your bathtub’s too small.”
“Killjoy! Why d’ya haveta use logic at a time like this?” Dee gave a gusty sigh. “Fine, I’ll settle for a hand job this time; you do me and I’ll do you.”
It was a fair compromise, except…
“Uh, unless you’re some kind of contortionist, you’re facing the wrong way for that.”
“There ya go with the logic again!” Dee turned, taking Ryo’s cock in hand and squeezing. “Better?”
“Ngh!” One touch and Ryo was incoherent; it was so unfair the way Dee could short-circuit his brain so effortlessly.
There was a self-satisfied smirk on Dee’s face, although Ryo couldn’t see it because his eyes seemed to have shut without his permission. He peeled them open again at his lover’s next words.
“Aren’t ya forgettin’ somethin’?”
“Whu?” Ryo blinked owlishly at Dee, having to squint a little to focus. Dee’s face was only inches from his own.
Dee shifted his hips, nudging his unattended cock against his partner. “Things are a little one-sided here.”
“Oh!” Biting his lip, Ryo looked down, blushing as he curled soapy fingers around Dee’s cock, relishing the heat and the silk over steel hardness of his partner’s length against his palm. His eyes slid closed again and he let out a low moan; how had he denied himself the pleasure of this kind of intimacy for so long? He tugged lightly, sweeping his thumb across the flushed head of Dee’s cock on the upstroke and gasping as Dee reciprocated. It felt like heaven; the warm water flowing over their bodies, Dee’s hand stroking him firm and steady, his own hand working his lover’s shaft, falling effortlessly into the rhythm Dee had set.
Tilting his head up, Ryo found Dee’s lips with his own, sliding his free hand around Dee’s hip to grip his butt and pull him closer. Their kiss deepened as their hands speeded up, jerking each other off to a chorus of gasps, grunts, groans, and panting breaths.
Breaking the kiss, Dee’s lips moved to his lover’s ear, sucking and nibbling on the lobe, sending a delicious shudder through Ryo’s body.
“Damn!” Dee groaned. “If I wasn’t already so close, I’d drag ya to the bed right this minute and screw ya into the mattress!”
“We’d… get everything… wet…” Ryo gasped out in reply, thrusting convulsively into Dee’s tight grip. “Oh God! Deee!” His fingers dug so deeply into Dee’s butt that they’d probably leave bruises, but Dee didn’t care, barely even noticed, because he could feel Ryo’s cock swell and jerk in his hand as he came, and then Dee was coming too, ecstasy coursing through him, taking his breath away…
Slowly coming down from the giddy heights of passion they clung to each other, panting, lightheaded, their legs trembling as though they’d just run a marathon. Dee chuckled.
“Good thing we’re not in any rush to be anywhere, ‘cause I’m not sure my legs are gonna work.”
“Mm,” Ryo agreed vaguely, resting his forehead against Dee’s shoulder. “Same here. If you move I’ll fall over.”
“Not gonna let that happen.” Dee nuzzled against Ryo’s wet hair, enjoying the closeness. “Just don’t go fallin’ asleep on me, ‘kay?”
There was silence for a moment as they got their breath back, until…
“I’m all sticky now,” Ryo muttered. “Any idea what happened to the soap?”
Dee burst out laughing. “It’ll turn up. How ‘bout I break out the shower gel instead? I didn’t wash your back yet.”
“It’s not my back that needs washing now.”
“Even better.” Dee grinned wickedly, flipping open the cap of the shower gel one-handed. “Where d’ya want it, or shouldn’t I ask?”
Raising his head to look at his lover, Ryo rolled his eyes. “So much for getting cleaned up.”
“Clean is overrated; dirty is a lot more fun. What say we forget about showerin’ and go to bed?”
“Hornball.” Ryo reached to turn the shower off. “I’ll dry your back if you dry mine.”
Dee grinned. “It’s a deal.”
The End