Kazahaya sighed as he stepped into the shower. It had been a long rainy day. He and Rikuo had received another “job” that day, one involving delivering something to a boy in a mirror (they had had to check all the mirrors in the building until they found it in a bathroom on the fourth floor).

On the way back the pouring rain had stopped for a while, but there were still huge puddles in the road. While they stood at the corner waiting for the crosswalk, a delivery truck careened around the corner, straight through a small muddy lake of rainwater. The ensuing splash drenched Kazahaya and Rikuo.

Their clothes had turned a muddy brown color and stuck to their skin while Rikuo’s hair matted in front of his eyes.

Kazahaya shivered at the contrasting feel of the hot water on his cold skin. He stood there huddled under the spout turning his face and hair to spread the water evenly on his scalp. He turned his back to the stream of water and felt it hit his head and shoulders and flow down his back.

He sighed in contentment. He reached for the shampoo and heard the bathroom door open. He went along showering: it’s not like you could see through the shower curtain.

As he rinsed the shampoo out of his hair and began conditioning, Kazahaya heard the sounds of wet clothes hitting the tiled floor with a, “shlup,” and steps towards the shower. He drew back the curtain and poked his head out.

“Hey, I’m in the shower right now,” he said towards Rikuo’s tattooed back. Rikuo turned towards him with a bored look. Kazahaya blushed: Rikuo was completely naked.

“So?” Rikuo responded. Kazahaya growled, still blushing.

“So wait your turn before you decide to come in here and strip!” Kazahaya yelled.

Rikuo looked at him indifferently. “You’ve been in there for twenty minutes, I want to get some hot water before you use it all up.” He hung his towel up next to Kazahaya’s and stepped up to the shower.

Kazahaya yelped as Rikuo yanked the shower curtain back, and Kazahaya covered his crotch with his hands.

Rikuo quirked an eyebrow at Kazahaya, “what are you embarrassed about?” he leered tauntingly as he stepped into the shower, not bothering to cover himself up. Kazahaya flushed darker and frowned while moving to make room for Rikuo.

“I’m sorry if I have a sense of modesty, I never went to public baths or anything,” Kazahaya growled and looked to the side.

Rikuo just stood under the spray of the shower looking at him and Kazahaya only blushed more. Suddenly Rikuo reached over towards him.

“What are you doing?!” Kazahaya screeched. Rikuo winced at the noise in his ear and looked at him.

“You’re standing in front of the shampoo.” He replied and grabbed the shampoo from behind Kazahaya, grazing his ass with his hand. Kazahaya almost jumped at the contact.

Rikuo smirked, but pulled back and poured some shampoo on his hand before lathering his wet hair. Kazahaya finally turned around and began to wash his body, trying to ignore Rikuo’s presence.

Rikuo leaned forward to put the shampoo back; he inadvertently leaned into Kazahaya’s back as he reached for the conditioner. Kazahaya stilled and shivered noticeably, Rikuo looked down and saw that Kazahaya was partially erect. Rikuo chuckled.

“Kazahaya, would you like some help with that?” he teased. Kazahaya looked over his shoulder, his face very close to Rikuo’s. His face was red with embarrassment and he glared at Rikuo.

“Stop messing with me,” he growled, “just leave me alone, it’ll go away, and you won’t have to deal with me.”

“I think I’d like to though,” Rikuo said in a low voice as he leaned forward to connect their lips. Rikuo leaned fully into Kazahaya so that their backs were touching and Kazahaya shivered again. Kazahaya tried to pull away, but Rikuo wrapped an arm around his waist and held him still.

Rikuo licked the seam of his mouth, but Kazahaya held his lips shut. Rikuo lead Kazahaya back under the spray of the hot water and Kazahaya gasped at the returned feeling of warmth allowing Rikuo access to his mouth.

Kazahaya remained stiff and unresponsive until Rikuo began to stroke his dick. Kazahaya moaned and tried to kiss back. Rikuo twined his tongue with Kazahaya’s and sucked his tongue into his mouth. Kazahaya saw a vision in his head from Rikuo, it was him through Rikuo’s eyes lying down in a bed naked and moaning Rikuo’s name while Rikuo thrust. Kazahaya moaned and leaned into Rikuo.

When Rikuo broke the kiss he turned Kazahaya around and pinned him against the tiled wall. The cool tiles brought Kazahaya out of his daze. Rikuo descended on Kazahaya’s neck and began to bite and suck marks into his flesh.

“W-wait—Rikuo, I um…” Rikuo paused and looked at him, slightly angrily as if Kazahaya was unnecessarily interrupting. “I just don’t want to do anything with someone who doesn’t want anything from me, but uh, that…”

Rikuo sighed. “is that all?”

Kazahaya grew red in the face, “what do you mean is that all?! I don’t want to mess around unless there are feelings involved!” Kazahaya panted from yelling.

Rikuo smirked, “I meant that it isn’t a problem,” he continued biting at Kazahaya’s neck.

“What’s that supposed to mean?!” Kazahaya yelled trying to push Rikuo’s head away so he couldn’t distract him.

“You like me and I like you.” Rikuo said as he pinned Kazahaya's hands to the wall. Rikuo ground their erections together.

“Ah!—h-how would you know?” Kazahaya fought out.

“You weren’t exactly subtle at that boarding school, not that I was either.”

“B-but!”

Rikuo looked up from his markings and looked Kazahaya in the eyes. “No more questions,” he said before kissing Kazahaya furiously. Rikuo switched his grip on Kazahaya’s hands hold them with one hand over his head. He caressed with his free left hand down Kazahaya’s body, tweaking a nipple and petting his abdomen before lightly caressing his cock.

Rikuo leaned down and sucked on Kazahaya’s shoulder while the burnette squirmed at the taunting caresses on his erection.

“Rikuo…” Kazahaya whispered.

“Yes?” Rikuo asked licking his neck while tracing the head of Kazahaya’s shaft with two fingers.

“Stop…teasing me,” he breathed. Rikuo looked at him before leaning in and kissing him lustfully. He released Kazahaya’s hands and cupped his face instead. He firmly gripped Kazahaya’s dick and began stroking him forcefully in the kiss.

Kazahaya’s insides twisted pleasantly at the attention he was finally receiving. He moved his arms down to grip Rikuo’s biceps. Rikuo pushed his hips forward and rubbed his erection with Kazahaya’s. Kazahaya’s head snapped to the side and he groaned, the sound echoing in the tiled shower.

Rikuo moved his free right hand down Kazahaya’s chest, brushing his nipples before moving it to his back. He slipped his fingers into the crack of Kazahaya’s behind and prodded at his entrance.

Kazahaya jerked his head back to lock his gaze with Rikuo’s. They were both panting and their faces were flushed. Rikuo leaned forward and gently kissed Kazahaya as he pressed a finger in the brunette’s entrance.

Kazahaya sucked in Rikuo’s breath and stiffened. Rikuo pumped his finger into Kazahaya while he squirmed in slight discomfort. His muscles clenched in discomfort when Rikuo added another finger.

Rikuo stroked his dick to relax him, but even when his muscles relaxed his breathing was quick. Rikuo searched inside of Kazahaya for his pleasure point.

When he found it Kazahaya shuddered. Rikuo stabbed Kazahaya's prostate with his fingers. Kazahaya's head snapped back hard against the tile and he cried out from the pleasure and pain.

Rikuo winced at the pained look on Kazahaya's face. Tears were welling up in Kazahaya's eyes and Rikuo gently stoked his erection and prostate. Soon Kazahaya was panting again though tears still rolled down his face.

"Are you okay?" Rikuo whispered. Kazahaya sent him a weak glare.

"J-just keep going," Kazahaya muttered breathlessly. Rikuo smirked and leaned in to kiss him again. He pulled his fingers from Kazahaya and lifted him by his hips. Kazahaya moved his arms around Rikuo's neck as his legs were moved around Rikuo's waist.

Rikuo held his hips as he pushed into Kazahaya. Kazahaya panted against Rikuo's neck as he was stretched. His fingers grasped at Rikuo's hair and his eyes watered at the pain.

"Kaza," Rikuo groaned almost fully seated, "so hot.... tight," he bit out while holding himself back.

Kazahaya let out a light laugh, relaxing more. "Never heard you so... incoherent," he panted amusedly into Rikuo's ear. Rikuo grunted and snapped forward into Kazahaya's prostate.

Kazahaya gasped and tightened his legs around Rikuo's waist. Rikuo pulled out and thrust back into Kazahaya's heat. Kazahaya arched down into Rikuo's slow, crying out softly at each firm thrust to his prostate.

Rikuo held Kazahaya up with one hand and brought his other up to Kazahaya's head. He pulled Kazahaya's face away from his neck and stared into Kazahaya's pleasure drunk face. Kazahaya's eyes were barely open, staring up at Rikuo’s face. His face was flushed and his wet hair clung to his face.

“Rikuo,” Kazahaya breathed. Rikuo growled and sped up his thrusts, Kazahaya groaning in response. Kazahaya felt his orgasm closing in and murmured his partner’s name before yanking him down for an insistent kiss.

Rikuo pushed Kazahaya into the tiled wall again and began screwing him with abandon. Kazahaya’s muscles clenched and he curled around Rikuo. This time when he threw his head back Rikuo caught it from hitting the wall.

“RIKUO!” Kazahaya yelled as he came between himself and Rikuo. Rikuo continued to thrust into Kazahaya’s body until he came into the climax tight ass.

“Kazahaya,” he bit out as he came down from the high of his orgasm. He pulled out of Kazahaya and held up the still slightly panting empath. Semen dripped down Kazahaya’s thighs as he caught his breath, letting his legs slowly slip from Rikuo’s sides. He stood shakily, and moved under the spray of the chilling water to rinse off.

Rikuo stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Kazahaya, also standing under the spray of the water.

“Was that your first time?” Rikuo asked. Kazahaya flushed and tensed, he turned around.

“So what if it was? Are you going to tease me about it or something?! You’re suck a j—” Kazahaya was cut off by Rikuo’s lips. Rikuo pulled back after a second and looked Kazahaya in the eyes.

“I just like the idea of being your first,” he said earnestly, he released Kazahaya and got out of the shower. Kazahaya just stood there under the stream of the now freezing water, slightly shocked. Rikuo turned back to him while toweling his hair.

“You know, you’ll catch cold if you stay in the shower when it’s cold,” he said indifferently.

Kazahaya growled, “it’s your fault anyway!” he stepped out of the shower and grabbed his towel before storming out of the bathroom.

“I hope you clean up this water you’re tracking,” Rikuo called after him. Kazahaya just turned and glared again, looking like an angry cat. Rikuo chuckled and walked up to him.

“That’s why I get you angry,” he smirked, “you’re so adorable when you’re angry.” Kazahaya just sputtered and marched into his room, slamming the door behind him.