Bug joined me as I sat down on the toilet, and I just laughed at the adorable grin he was giving me.
“Can we do that again sometime?” he asked as he leaned on the doorframe, his junk on display at eye-level for me.
“Yeah,” I said, struggling to keep from staring at his still semi-hard erection.
“Want to have a shower with me when you’re done there?” he asked as he turned to the shower.
“Sure,” I said, my cheeks flushing at the fact that he was in the bathroom with me while I was peeing and cleaning myself up.
Once I was done, I flushed and stood behind him as he prepared the shower, my toes wiggling on the bath mat.
He held the door open once he was happy with the water temperature and beckoned for me to enter. My heart thumped as I smiled softly at him and stepped under the warm spray. I relaxed as it washed away all the sweat and some of my worries.
Bug stepped in behind me, kissing my shoulder ever so softly as he reached for the soap.
I stood still under the water as he lathered me up, his hands gliding down my back and up my sides.
It wasn’t a sexual moment, but it certainly felt intimate and special as he bathed me.
He stepped closer behind me, pressing himself against my soapy back as he reached around to lather up my breasts.
I sucked in a hiss of air as his fingers dragged over my pebbled nipples before trailing down my navel and over my hips.
I tilted my head to gaze back at him, and he leaned down to brush his lips against mine.
The kiss was sweet and tender, and I melted into it as he continued to lather me up.
He took his time cleansing me and rinsing me off under the spray of water, and when he was done, I returned the favor.
My hands trailed over his lean muscles, snaking down his chest and grazing over his abs. I paused at his manhood, smirking as it twinged before me, having grown fully stiff in the moment.
“Sorry, I can’t control that. You just make it react all the time,” he said sheepishly as his ears reddened.
“I know, it’s okay,” I said gently as I continued to soap him up. I couldn’t help it though as I wrapped my fist around his length.
He let out a soft moan at this, rolling his head back under the water.
It was so smooth and hard in my hand, and I gave it a soft jerk out of curiosity.
He moaned again, and I continued the motions, his pleasurable sounds urging me onwards.
He spent so much time making me happy, it was my turn to return the favor.
The soap washed off under the spray, and I enjoyed watching him thrust into my hand.
I planted my other hand on his chest, and his arms trailed up my arms as he hissed.
His movements quickened, and I matched his pace as best I could, loving the moans and sounds he made of bliss.
He shuddered, gasping as he came in my hand, the hot liquid squirting out and trickling over my fingers.
His hand came up to catch my chin with his forefinger and thumb, tilting my head up towards him.
Those lips met mine in the sweetest of kisses as he pulled me tight against him.
“I love you so much, Lily. You are my world,” he said breathlessly as he pulled back.
“As are you. I love you so much,” I whispered back as the shower steamed up around us.