A Close Shave (R)
Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2003 8:09 pm
Geez, another fic I pulled out of my old doc. folder, so it was written a looooong time ago. In fact Lars may remember when we were joking about bathroom fetishes and came up with all kinda crazy things. I had written this fic previously before then, but was never happy with it so never bothered posting it. Still not happy with it at all.
But since I pulled out another old fic, which is a 3xR in the alt. forum, I decided I may as well take another chance and post this fic too.
It is a couple of years old, so keep that in mind when reading, please.
GW and its characters don’t belong to me but to Sunrise/SOTSU Agency Bandai etc.etc.
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Heero awoke from his deep slumber by the shallow tone of the answering machine. He tapped the button and listened to the message, his ears also picking up the sound of mild cursing coming out of the master bath. Rubbing away the sleep from his eyes and gathering his senses the best he could, he got out of the bed and made his way into the bathroom where he saw a very pissed Relena. She was sitting on the edge of the tub and had a razor in her hand and cotton balls in the other dabbing at a couple of small nicks that the razor had produced on her legs. She looked over and saw him; she was almost in tears.
“Don’t look at me like that Heero.”
“Like what Relena?”
Her bottom lip that was turned into a pouted frown began to quiver. “Like you want to laugh at me!” In frustration she threw down the cotton balls and razor trying her best not to cry as she hid her face in her hands. “How do you do it every morning?”
By the sound of her words he knew that she wasn’t whining or feeling sorry for herself but that she was upset and angry that she was unable to accomplish the task she had set before herself and that if Heero did not want to find himself sleeping on the floor of their hotel room he best keep his smart-ass remarks to himself. So realizing just how much stress this whole scene was putting her under he sat down beside her and pulled her close to him kissing her forehead.
“Do what every morning? Shave? Why are you shaving anyway? I mean I’m sure there’s a spa somewhere around here where you can get, um, waxed.” He cleared his throat feeling a little weird just as he always did when he talked to his wife about “feminine things.” She pulled away from him and sniffled looking him in the eye.
“Governor Whimer called a meeting this morning. There’s not a place around that can fit me in. I mean I could have told them who I was and they would have made space for me but I don’t like to do that. It wouldn’t be a big deal but the Governor has this age-old idea that women should only wear dresses and skirts. So I thought what the hell, I’ll simply shave my legs and underarms, women do it everyday right? And even though I’ve never done it I thought how hard could it be? Well, my underarms went fine, but my legs are a different story and I only have an hour and a half left to get ready and I can’t spend the entire time shaving my stupid legs.” She sighed and laid her head against Heero’s shoulder.
“Maybe if I wear dark hose the stubble won’t show through as much.” Heero then began to chuckle a little and Relena balled her fist and readied her voice in case she had to attack him for making fun of her.
“Calm down,” He reassured her. “I’m not laughing at you at all. I just have an idea.” He spoke to her as he turned on the water, adjusting the temperature for a few seconds as the water began filling the Jacuzzi tub; Relena pursed her lips a little confused but willing to play along with Heero’s idea.
“What exactly is your idea?”
“Get in.” Heero stated as he rose from the edge of the tub and began to undress his own body. Still unsure, Relena stood herself and complied watching with adoring eyes her husband’s lean powerfully sculpted body bend over to retrieve the razor and the can of shaving cream; she shivered, no longer angry, only turned on. She bit her lip as he stepped down into the full tub that was complete with bubbles and sweet scented oils that she had snuck in.
He extended his hand to her in a most gentlemanly way. “Aren’t you joining me?”
Cocking an eyebrow and looking skeptical, she cautiously stepped down into the tub ignoring the mild sting of the water as it sloshed against her open cuts. She sat across from him, still quite intrigued as to what his plan was.
“I don’t see how this is helping me get ready for my meeting.” Relena said as she held in front of Heero’s face a small mirror that he had handed to her.
“You’ll see.” The brunette male smiled as he stared into the mirror and brought the razor to his face. After a few precise strokes on and under his jaw, his throat, his upper lip and chin Heero was finished, his face now hairless; Relena was unable to resist the urge to reach over and stroke his now smooth cheek.
“Mmm…very nice. You make it look so easy.” She began to pull her hand away but was unable when Heero caught it with one of his own hands.
“Come on over and I’ll give you a few pointers.” Taken aback, she saw a leer in his eyes that told her he was most definitely up to something.
Her natural, curious nature took over and she complied with his request and sat down catty cornered in between his legs. “Now what?”
Heero said nothing but instead cupped her ankle in his hand and lifted it out of the water placing her foot on the edge of the tub with her leg bent slightly at the knee. With wide-eyed confusion, she watched him squirt a generous amount of shaving gel onto her leg. Lathering up the gel, he smoothed it over every inch of her leg. A flutter hit the pit of her stomach, and she couldn’t help but giggle somewhat, unable to see her mate’s amused smile even though his voice was serious.
“First lesson Relena, make sure you have plenty of lather on your skin.”
“Heero Yuy. What in heavens are you planning?”
He didn’t speak at first but only encircled his arm around her slim waist, the razor held in his hand. “Relena Yuy. I am going to give you some shaving lessons.”
Ignoring her sarcastic snort, he continued speaking. “Second lesson. Hold still or you’ll have another nick to add to your collection. Relena stifled her protest when she began to feel the razor glide slowly up from her ankle and leg, over her knee and then curve back down on the outside of her thigh until it reached the space on her body where the torso ends and legs begin. She wasn’t sure if she should feel embarrassed or more turned on, though as of now she was a little of both.
“Third lesson,” Heero said, using the razor again to make an identical path right beside the one that he had already made “is to have a steady hand.” His wife bit her lip to prevent her squealing from the lust inducing sensation of the razor gliding along her skin, tingling her entire body. She couldn’t help but squint her eyes closed.
“Pay attention young lady.” Her husband scolded softly. “The strokes have to be even steadier and you have to continue in one smooth motion.” He smiled to himself realizing how erotic this was becoming to Relena and him as well, though he was not ready to show it yet. Instead he decided to tease her a little more and whispered in her ear. “Nice and slow, steady, and precise.”
She knitted her brows together in sexual frustration as the razor’s final stroke glided down the soft tender area on the inside of her thigh. She slid her hand behind her back down between where their bodies were pressed against each other.
Heero moaned breathlessly but then he straightened up his body, pulling himself away from her. “But there’s one leg left.”
Her eyes grew wide again with disbelief. Here she was, throwing herself at her husband and he wanted to continue shaving her legs. She twisted her lips in thought, wondering if he was developing yet another fetish. Deciding to continue on the path she had chosen, she leaned back against his shoulder and used her most seductive tone. “Then please continue.”
But, once again he threw her for a loop. “It’s your turn to try.” He simply stated handing her the razor.
“What?”
“Your turn.” He emphasized the words and she took the razor from him placing her shaven leg back into the water and replacing it on the edge of the tub with her unshaven leg.
“But I’ll cut myself.”
“No you won’t I’ll help you.”
“Huh?” She then felt his hand covering hers in the same manner as she held the razor. Together in one slow, smooth motion his skillful hand guided her hand up along her leg and down again. Her lids grew heavy, and though she was sitting in water, she could still tell she was beginning to get wet with her own body fluids. She held her breath and though she could not see Heero’s face something told her he was smirking evilly, knowing full well what he was doing to her and enjoying every minute.
After a few more strokes his hand left hers, and he merely sat back and watched her finish shaving the rest of her leg, while thinking of what else he could do to her.
“I did it.” Relena smiled and smoothed a hand over her leg, “and, with no more cuts.
He wrapped his arms around her again and kissed her. “Congratulations. But we’re still not finished.”
“What is there possibly left to…?” The blonde woman stopped breathing momentarily, her jaw dropping open. “No. You are not shaving me down there.”
Merely cocking his head, his eyes drilled into her soul radiating an almost hypnotic, lustful gaze into her being as she repeated the word no. Refusing to accept her answer, he lifted her as if she were nothing, sitting her bottom on the rim of the tub before pulling the razor from her hand.
“Now spread ‘em.”
She placed her hands on the tub’s rim to steady her body. “Didn’t we just play Mr. Bad Cop and jailhouse babe last night?”
He flashed her a wry smile and winked at her. “This is totally different. No handcuffs.”
She frowned a bit and glared at him. “Oh aren’t we the comedian.”
“No, not really. Now concentrate on holding still.”
Relena braced herself and held her breath feeling the cool gel being rubbed into a lather all over the inside of her thighs and apex of her body. She then felt one of her vulva lips being held gently between two of his fingers and his thumb and the mild scrape of the blade between the outside lip of it and her thigh.
She bit her tongue so hard she swore she could taste the blood as he finished quickly with one side and began on the other all the while purposefully touching and manipulating the lower area of her body knowing that it was taking all of Relena’s will power not to squirm off the edge of the tub and onto the floor.
“I’m really hating you now Yuy.” She seethed through her clenched teeth. Heero merely smirked and continued the hair removal to the top of her pubic curls. Squinting, Relena held her breathe, even as his fingers pulled gently at her some more, stretching the outer skin to prevent any cuts. Only when she no longer felt his hands and razor on her did she dare to look. Slowly she opened each eye, one at a time, finally fixing her gaze on his handiwork and finding it free from her pubic hair all for a trim little section shaped nicely into a V. “Is that for your victory, cause I think you took a little too much off the top.”
“Always the critic.” Heero spoke through a teasing smile as he climbed out of the tub and walked over to the shower.
Slightly stunned, Relena followed his wet footprints with her eyes from where she was still sitting on the edge of the tub. “Is that it?” Her voice was raised voice so she could be heard over the sound of the spraying water in the shower.
Opening the shower door, Heero poked out his head. “It’s only over if you want it to be.”
Seeing the hint of a teasing dare in his stormy blues, she gave him a sly look of her own. “Well, I do have all these tiny damned hair to wash off.”
Heero leaned back into the shower groaning in relief, the hot water relaxing his muscles that had been tense from the control he had exerted from tediously shaving his wife. He tensed once gain, however, when he felt Relena’s arms wrapping around his waist.
“I decided I didn’t want it to be over.” She husked, kissing his water slicked back.
“Wise choice.” He agreed in a softer than usual tone turning in her arms, wasting no time as he raised her off her feet to his eye level so that he could kiss her straight on.
She instinctively encircled her arms around his neck drawing him so close to her that she could feel the proof of his desire pressing into her inner thigh. Her fingers curled into his drenched hair as she tugged his head forward until his lips were completely crushed to hers and his tongue was smoothing against her own. He gripped her firmly rounded bottom, fighting against the slickness of the water as he hitched her body up to his, where she then hooked together her ankles, locking her legs around his hips. Taking a step forward he pressed her back against the wall of the narrow shower stall, immediately pushing his aching and straining member inside of her with a quick jolt.
Feeling that jolt through her entire being, Relena could not help but catch her breath and tighten her external and internal hold on him, giving up the rest of her physical control to her husband, who was pounding and rubbing her with such force that if the wall had not been made slippery by the water, her very back itself would have been burned raw. Though that burn could not compare to the burn of the sexual frenzy they were causing in each other at this very moment.
Heero came a second before his wife, his outcry as intense as his physical release, now seeping out around his still semi-erect sex, which remained planted deep within Relena. Their foreheads pressed together as they collapsed onto each other for support, neither one wanting to be the first to let go. He could feel the heaving of her chest as it rose against his own, and the pressure of the same breath as it cooled his lips. Lips that he kissed with meaning as he finally felt himself become flaccid enough to pull out of her, placing her slowly on her feet, helping her straighten her cramped legs.
She didn’t seem to mind the strain though, as she kissed and licked beads of water off of his chest, reaching above and behind him to grab the shampoo. For several minutes afterward, they soaped and washed one another’s hair and bodies, beginning a second love session when Heero realized that he still had some potent energy left.
It was while coming down from another orgasmic high that Relena’s mind snapped to attention, remembering her meeting and wondering how much time had past since her and Heero’s bathroom escapade began. She shot out of the shower grabbing a towel and dashing out into the main room, where her wide and panicked eyes read the clock. An hour? That meant she had thirty minutes to dry, dress and fix herself appropriately for the meeting. She darted around to where Heero stood, calm and casual in the bathroom doorway.
“What are you waiting for? We need to get ready or I’ll be extremely late!” She grabbed his hand and jerked him into the room, only to find that she was being jerked back by him and cradled to his body. “Heero, this isn’t funny, let me go we have too…”; when his kiss stifled her words, and vanquished her hysteria, he removed his mouth from hers.
“It’s okay. Trust me.” Slipping a hand off of her waist, he bent sideways slightly and hit the button on the answering machine. The voice of Governor Whimer’s secretary came on immediately, explaining that due to a family emergency, that the meeting scheduled had been postponed for a later date.
“Fuck Heero, why didn’t you tell me? I was panicked shitless.”
He could tell by her hands on hip stance and use of language that she was slightly perturbed, but obviously not too much, considering she was still allowing him to hold her. Still, he had learned over the short time they had been married to not assume anything when it came to a woman’s emotions, especially that of his wife’s.
Mentally crossing his fingers and treading as carefully as he could, he took a chance and told the truth. “I would have told you, Relena, but when I walked in and saw you there, looking so vulnerable and sexy and naked, I could think of nothing else but how I wanted to just pull you to me and fuck you senseless.”
Her expression softened, though still conveying the message that he was lucky that she decided to buy his line, not that she didn’t know that it was true. He was a man, after all. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his chin. “So, since our day is open…what is it you’re thinking now?”
In the same move, he spun her around and laid them both down onto the bed, and brushing his lips to hers, his eyes filled with promises of pleasures to come. “Why don’t I just show you?”
The End
But since I pulled out another old fic, which is a 3xR in the alt. forum, I decided I may as well take another chance and post this fic too.
It is a couple of years old, so keep that in mind when reading, please.
GW and its characters don’t belong to me but to Sunrise/SOTSU Agency Bandai etc.etc.
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Heero awoke from his deep slumber by the shallow tone of the answering machine. He tapped the button and listened to the message, his ears also picking up the sound of mild cursing coming out of the master bath. Rubbing away the sleep from his eyes and gathering his senses the best he could, he got out of the bed and made his way into the bathroom where he saw a very pissed Relena. She was sitting on the edge of the tub and had a razor in her hand and cotton balls in the other dabbing at a couple of small nicks that the razor had produced on her legs. She looked over and saw him; she was almost in tears.
“Don’t look at me like that Heero.”
“Like what Relena?”
Her bottom lip that was turned into a pouted frown began to quiver. “Like you want to laugh at me!” In frustration she threw down the cotton balls and razor trying her best not to cry as she hid her face in her hands. “How do you do it every morning?”
By the sound of her words he knew that she wasn’t whining or feeling sorry for herself but that she was upset and angry that she was unable to accomplish the task she had set before herself and that if Heero did not want to find himself sleeping on the floor of their hotel room he best keep his smart-ass remarks to himself. So realizing just how much stress this whole scene was putting her under he sat down beside her and pulled her close to him kissing her forehead.
“Do what every morning? Shave? Why are you shaving anyway? I mean I’m sure there’s a spa somewhere around here where you can get, um, waxed.” He cleared his throat feeling a little weird just as he always did when he talked to his wife about “feminine things.” She pulled away from him and sniffled looking him in the eye.
“Governor Whimer called a meeting this morning. There’s not a place around that can fit me in. I mean I could have told them who I was and they would have made space for me but I don’t like to do that. It wouldn’t be a big deal but the Governor has this age-old idea that women should only wear dresses and skirts. So I thought what the hell, I’ll simply shave my legs and underarms, women do it everyday right? And even though I’ve never done it I thought how hard could it be? Well, my underarms went fine, but my legs are a different story and I only have an hour and a half left to get ready and I can’t spend the entire time shaving my stupid legs.” She sighed and laid her head against Heero’s shoulder.
“Maybe if I wear dark hose the stubble won’t show through as much.” Heero then began to chuckle a little and Relena balled her fist and readied her voice in case she had to attack him for making fun of her.
“Calm down,” He reassured her. “I’m not laughing at you at all. I just have an idea.” He spoke to her as he turned on the water, adjusting the temperature for a few seconds as the water began filling the Jacuzzi tub; Relena pursed her lips a little confused but willing to play along with Heero’s idea.
“What exactly is your idea?”
“Get in.” Heero stated as he rose from the edge of the tub and began to undress his own body. Still unsure, Relena stood herself and complied watching with adoring eyes her husband’s lean powerfully sculpted body bend over to retrieve the razor and the can of shaving cream; she shivered, no longer angry, only turned on. She bit her lip as he stepped down into the full tub that was complete with bubbles and sweet scented oils that she had snuck in.
He extended his hand to her in a most gentlemanly way. “Aren’t you joining me?”
Cocking an eyebrow and looking skeptical, she cautiously stepped down into the tub ignoring the mild sting of the water as it sloshed against her open cuts. She sat across from him, still quite intrigued as to what his plan was.
“I don’t see how this is helping me get ready for my meeting.” Relena said as she held in front of Heero’s face a small mirror that he had handed to her.
“You’ll see.” The brunette male smiled as he stared into the mirror and brought the razor to his face. After a few precise strokes on and under his jaw, his throat, his upper lip and chin Heero was finished, his face now hairless; Relena was unable to resist the urge to reach over and stroke his now smooth cheek.
“Mmm…very nice. You make it look so easy.” She began to pull her hand away but was unable when Heero caught it with one of his own hands.
“Come on over and I’ll give you a few pointers.” Taken aback, she saw a leer in his eyes that told her he was most definitely up to something.
Her natural, curious nature took over and she complied with his request and sat down catty cornered in between his legs. “Now what?”
Heero said nothing but instead cupped her ankle in his hand and lifted it out of the water placing her foot on the edge of the tub with her leg bent slightly at the knee. With wide-eyed confusion, she watched him squirt a generous amount of shaving gel onto her leg. Lathering up the gel, he smoothed it over every inch of her leg. A flutter hit the pit of her stomach, and she couldn’t help but giggle somewhat, unable to see her mate’s amused smile even though his voice was serious.
“First lesson Relena, make sure you have plenty of lather on your skin.”
“Heero Yuy. What in heavens are you planning?”
He didn’t speak at first but only encircled his arm around her slim waist, the razor held in his hand. “Relena Yuy. I am going to give you some shaving lessons.”
Ignoring her sarcastic snort, he continued speaking. “Second lesson. Hold still or you’ll have another nick to add to your collection. Relena stifled her protest when she began to feel the razor glide slowly up from her ankle and leg, over her knee and then curve back down on the outside of her thigh until it reached the space on her body where the torso ends and legs begin. She wasn’t sure if she should feel embarrassed or more turned on, though as of now she was a little of both.
“Third lesson,” Heero said, using the razor again to make an identical path right beside the one that he had already made “is to have a steady hand.” His wife bit her lip to prevent her squealing from the lust inducing sensation of the razor gliding along her skin, tingling her entire body. She couldn’t help but squint her eyes closed.
“Pay attention young lady.” Her husband scolded softly. “The strokes have to be even steadier and you have to continue in one smooth motion.” He smiled to himself realizing how erotic this was becoming to Relena and him as well, though he was not ready to show it yet. Instead he decided to tease her a little more and whispered in her ear. “Nice and slow, steady, and precise.”
She knitted her brows together in sexual frustration as the razor’s final stroke glided down the soft tender area on the inside of her thigh. She slid her hand behind her back down between where their bodies were pressed against each other.
Heero moaned breathlessly but then he straightened up his body, pulling himself away from her. “But there’s one leg left.”
Her eyes grew wide again with disbelief. Here she was, throwing herself at her husband and he wanted to continue shaving her legs. She twisted her lips in thought, wondering if he was developing yet another fetish. Deciding to continue on the path she had chosen, she leaned back against his shoulder and used her most seductive tone. “Then please continue.”
But, once again he threw her for a loop. “It’s your turn to try.” He simply stated handing her the razor.
“What?”
“Your turn.” He emphasized the words and she took the razor from him placing her shaven leg back into the water and replacing it on the edge of the tub with her unshaven leg.
“But I’ll cut myself.”
“No you won’t I’ll help you.”
“Huh?” She then felt his hand covering hers in the same manner as she held the razor. Together in one slow, smooth motion his skillful hand guided her hand up along her leg and down again. Her lids grew heavy, and though she was sitting in water, she could still tell she was beginning to get wet with her own body fluids. She held her breath and though she could not see Heero’s face something told her he was smirking evilly, knowing full well what he was doing to her and enjoying every minute.
After a few more strokes his hand left hers, and he merely sat back and watched her finish shaving the rest of her leg, while thinking of what else he could do to her.
“I did it.” Relena smiled and smoothed a hand over her leg, “and, with no more cuts.
He wrapped his arms around her again and kissed her. “Congratulations. But we’re still not finished.”
“What is there possibly left to…?” The blonde woman stopped breathing momentarily, her jaw dropping open. “No. You are not shaving me down there.”
Merely cocking his head, his eyes drilled into her soul radiating an almost hypnotic, lustful gaze into her being as she repeated the word no. Refusing to accept her answer, he lifted her as if she were nothing, sitting her bottom on the rim of the tub before pulling the razor from her hand.
“Now spread ‘em.”
She placed her hands on the tub’s rim to steady her body. “Didn’t we just play Mr. Bad Cop and jailhouse babe last night?”
He flashed her a wry smile and winked at her. “This is totally different. No handcuffs.”
She frowned a bit and glared at him. “Oh aren’t we the comedian.”
“No, not really. Now concentrate on holding still.”
Relena braced herself and held her breath feeling the cool gel being rubbed into a lather all over the inside of her thighs and apex of her body. She then felt one of her vulva lips being held gently between two of his fingers and his thumb and the mild scrape of the blade between the outside lip of it and her thigh.
She bit her tongue so hard she swore she could taste the blood as he finished quickly with one side and began on the other all the while purposefully touching and manipulating the lower area of her body knowing that it was taking all of Relena’s will power not to squirm off the edge of the tub and onto the floor.
“I’m really hating you now Yuy.” She seethed through her clenched teeth. Heero merely smirked and continued the hair removal to the top of her pubic curls. Squinting, Relena held her breathe, even as his fingers pulled gently at her some more, stretching the outer skin to prevent any cuts. Only when she no longer felt his hands and razor on her did she dare to look. Slowly she opened each eye, one at a time, finally fixing her gaze on his handiwork and finding it free from her pubic hair all for a trim little section shaped nicely into a V. “Is that for your victory, cause I think you took a little too much off the top.”
“Always the critic.” Heero spoke through a teasing smile as he climbed out of the tub and walked over to the shower.
Slightly stunned, Relena followed his wet footprints with her eyes from where she was still sitting on the edge of the tub. “Is that it?” Her voice was raised voice so she could be heard over the sound of the spraying water in the shower.
Opening the shower door, Heero poked out his head. “It’s only over if you want it to be.”
Seeing the hint of a teasing dare in his stormy blues, she gave him a sly look of her own. “Well, I do have all these tiny damned hair to wash off.”
Heero leaned back into the shower groaning in relief, the hot water relaxing his muscles that had been tense from the control he had exerted from tediously shaving his wife. He tensed once gain, however, when he felt Relena’s arms wrapping around his waist.
“I decided I didn’t want it to be over.” She husked, kissing his water slicked back.
“Wise choice.” He agreed in a softer than usual tone turning in her arms, wasting no time as he raised her off her feet to his eye level so that he could kiss her straight on.
She instinctively encircled her arms around his neck drawing him so close to her that she could feel the proof of his desire pressing into her inner thigh. Her fingers curled into his drenched hair as she tugged his head forward until his lips were completely crushed to hers and his tongue was smoothing against her own. He gripped her firmly rounded bottom, fighting against the slickness of the water as he hitched her body up to his, where she then hooked together her ankles, locking her legs around his hips. Taking a step forward he pressed her back against the wall of the narrow shower stall, immediately pushing his aching and straining member inside of her with a quick jolt.
Feeling that jolt through her entire being, Relena could not help but catch her breath and tighten her external and internal hold on him, giving up the rest of her physical control to her husband, who was pounding and rubbing her with such force that if the wall had not been made slippery by the water, her very back itself would have been burned raw. Though that burn could not compare to the burn of the sexual frenzy they were causing in each other at this very moment.
Heero came a second before his wife, his outcry as intense as his physical release, now seeping out around his still semi-erect sex, which remained planted deep within Relena. Their foreheads pressed together as they collapsed onto each other for support, neither one wanting to be the first to let go. He could feel the heaving of her chest as it rose against his own, and the pressure of the same breath as it cooled his lips. Lips that he kissed with meaning as he finally felt himself become flaccid enough to pull out of her, placing her slowly on her feet, helping her straighten her cramped legs.
She didn’t seem to mind the strain though, as she kissed and licked beads of water off of his chest, reaching above and behind him to grab the shampoo. For several minutes afterward, they soaped and washed one another’s hair and bodies, beginning a second love session when Heero realized that he still had some potent energy left.
It was while coming down from another orgasmic high that Relena’s mind snapped to attention, remembering her meeting and wondering how much time had past since her and Heero’s bathroom escapade began. She shot out of the shower grabbing a towel and dashing out into the main room, where her wide and panicked eyes read the clock. An hour? That meant she had thirty minutes to dry, dress and fix herself appropriately for the meeting. She darted around to where Heero stood, calm and casual in the bathroom doorway.
“What are you waiting for? We need to get ready or I’ll be extremely late!” She grabbed his hand and jerked him into the room, only to find that she was being jerked back by him and cradled to his body. “Heero, this isn’t funny, let me go we have too…”; when his kiss stifled her words, and vanquished her hysteria, he removed his mouth from hers.
“It’s okay. Trust me.” Slipping a hand off of her waist, he bent sideways slightly and hit the button on the answering machine. The voice of Governor Whimer’s secretary came on immediately, explaining that due to a family emergency, that the meeting scheduled had been postponed for a later date.
“Fuck Heero, why didn’t you tell me? I was panicked shitless.”
He could tell by her hands on hip stance and use of language that she was slightly perturbed, but obviously not too much, considering she was still allowing him to hold her. Still, he had learned over the short time they had been married to not assume anything when it came to a woman’s emotions, especially that of his wife’s.
Mentally crossing his fingers and treading as carefully as he could, he took a chance and told the truth. “I would have told you, Relena, but when I walked in and saw you there, looking so vulnerable and sexy and naked, I could think of nothing else but how I wanted to just pull you to me and fuck you senseless.”
Her expression softened, though still conveying the message that he was lucky that she decided to buy his line, not that she didn’t know that it was true. He was a man, after all. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his chin. “So, since our day is open…what is it you’re thinking now?”
In the same move, he spun her around and laid them both down onto the bed, and brushing his lips to hers, his eyes filled with promises of pleasures to come. “Why don’t I just show you?”
The End
Oh my.... *fans herself* For an oldie, I'm impressed!! Great job!!
No blushing here.
Absolutely steaming hot.... Man, did I laugh! Great job.