filetofish | PSLS BECAUSE GAY

[Crow is always Crow it seems, and he doesn't mind it too much, pushing Crow's wet hair back from his face.]

Honestly. You even make me chase you into the bath.

I'd have come back from the bath.

[Believe it or not! Not that he minds being chased. He leans into Rean's hand, still not letting go of him.]

You're going to get wet, y'know.

Oh no. What will I do. Water, my one weakness.

[He slicks Crow's hair back more, tenderly, despite the amused sarcasm.]

Maybe you would have to come back from the bath, but I like seeing you anyway.

...Yeah.

[He likes seeing Rean, too. Even if he just saw him a few minutes ago. Even if Crow's the one who spent the last week running.

Goddess his feelings are rough. He laughs again, just to release a little pressure.]

You make me so uncool.

[Rean makes him feel so weak, in all the best ways.]

I hate to break it to you but you've never been cool.

[He says it wryly but then cuts that with a smile, leaning his elbows on the edge of the tub.]

I like you better being a big dork anyway.

You're so mean.

[Crow lets go of Rean's arms, so he can smash his cheeks instead.]

Feed my ego a little sometimes!

Your ego doesn't need it.

[He looks long-suffering but also really happy at having his cheeks smashed. Honestly he's so self-conscious of this position but also so happy to be here touching Crow it's difficult.]

Imagine how ridiculous you'd get if I encouraged you.

Reeeean!

[He's just whining now. And flopping dramatically against the side of the tub.]

And here I thought you wanted to come in here because I'm hot.

[He grins and gently splashes Crow, reaching into the tub to get the water properly splashing up.]

Hmm, are you?

[Wow rude!]

I'm going to drown you.

Honestly, with the way you have me following you everywhere, you wouldn't even have to try. You should do something more challenging, like kissing me again.I

[He's very smug and pleased with himself.]

[Rean is the worst, because that throws Crow off and makes him blush. Who is the terrorist here?]

Rean, you... jerk.

[He's a big jerk, but Crow's still kissing him. He's also getting up on his knees this time, so he can put his arms around Rean's neck and hold on properly.]

[He might go mad with power, bullying Crow, but if it gets him kissed he's okay with that.

He wraps his arms around Crow, the fact that Crow is warm and wet and makes not escaping him, but the kiss is way more important, and his heart is just bursting with happiness.]

[Crow has absolutely not forgotten he's naked either, as if he could with Rean holding him. Even incidentally, Rean's hands touched bare skin, so Crow is dying a little. But he's not commenting, because he's too busy kissing Rean til neither of them has any breath left. He does shiver though, with open air chilly against wet skin.]

[It's really tempting to slide his hands down Crow's body but he opts instead to drag them up, into Crow's wet hair, kissing him back with warmth and no small bit of breathlessness by the time he's pulled away.]

I think I've ended up distracting you.

Maybe a little.

[He liked being distracted. But he also likes this, so he can't complain about being put back on track. Still, he'd give just about anything to feel more of Rean's hands. But maybe, ultimately, the anticipation will make it better when they get there.]

Can I make a request?

What is it?

[For being woken up by being dumped on the floor a while ago and still being really distractingly turned on and deeply embarrassed for a while, Rean is in a pretty mellow and good mood. Maybe it's just being close to Crow, feeling the relief of having him here, safe. Making out a little is also great.]

[Here he is being embarrassed again. Rean seems to root into Crow's heart, finding all the soft parts and exposing them. Making them bigger. He's far from a shy person but he's still flushed, his face just inches away from Rean's, his arms still draped around his shoulders.]

If you still want to do this, play along with me. I'll feel pretty stupid thinking about weird fantasies if you're not on the same page so you hafta get into it too.

I'm already pretty into it.

[He says softly, but he does feel a little called out because even if he's super turned on he'd still be just as happy doing nothing but watching Crow, maybe holding onto him.]

I mean all the way. You're supposed to be the boss in this one.

[This is the fantasy we picked Rean. You dug your own grave here.]

You don't have to do anything you don't want to, but it'll help if you take charge. From across the room if you want.

[Help him he's still the virgin here?]

Take charge, huh?

[That's a really tall order and he settles with his elbows propped on the edge of the tub.]

You know my only experience with this is helping Emma edit some of Dorothee's stories. You're going to have to give me some help.

Yeah, I know. Just pretend you know what you're doing.

[Crow will be good and take initiative. He just figures if they're going to talk about control fantasy it'll help keep immersion if Rean can boss him a little.

It's still awkward, a bit, but not so awkward as to keep it from working for them. Rean talking about sex at all is more than enough for Crow honestly, but there is something extra nice about sharing what he's really been thinking.

The only real downside is they're gonna have to draw another bath, 'cause now this one is cold and messy. But that's fine too! Eventually they're satisfied and warm and clean and even if Crow's a little pruny he's content. Enough to flop bonelessly back onto the bed anyway.

He's a happy cozy bird now. He's not thinking about distressing mental issues at all.]

[Rean does his best but this is just another area he's going to have to play catch up with Crow in. Not that he's ever been against that. Still, embarrassment aside, it's thrilling and great anyway, and he takes the opportunity to get clean and into something borrowed and dry, since he didn't exactly bring his own luggage.

Lucky for Crow this time Rean just opts to be big spoon without discussion. It's fine if he's smaller, he can still tug Crow against him and wrap him in a comforting embrace.]

This time try to let me sleep through the rest of the night?

No promises.

[He'll try, but Rean's going to have to adjust to life sleeping with a guy who sprawls. At least he's not going to deliberately roll Rean onto the floor this time?

Actually he'll sleep better in general, like this. He really does feel safer in Rean's arms. There's nothing physical that can get between Crow and the things that scare him, but Rean's presence is an emotional life preserver. Maybe he'll get through til morning without any weird dreams, even.]

[Reanis exhausted, himself, so unless Crow elbows him in the face he's definitely sleeping through to morning, then getting up first and ordering breakfast for them both.]

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