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scriveynerTitle: make me so: 21 - shower sex
Fandom: Samurai Flamenco
AU: Babyfic
Characters/Pairing: Gotou/Masayoshi
Rating: M
Length: 432
Summary: "Still sore?"
“Still sore?” Masayoshi asked, shutting the bathroom door behind him. The shower had been going full blast for a while now, long enough for Masayoshi to tuck both of the kids in for their nap, exhausted as they were by the mornings’ activities.
“Next time I’m pitching,” Gotou grunted from within the shower.
“That’s not going to save you,” Masayoshi said, his tone light and amused as he folded his pants, setting them in the laundry hamper. “Someone is going to nail a line drive right at you, and I can’t guarantee it won’t be me.” He listened to the aggravated sigh that emanated from the steam-filled shower with a grin, and then slid the door aside.
Gotou squinted over at him, standing under the spray of hot water, hair plastered to his head. “What are you doing?” he asked, as Masayoshi closed the shower door. It was a decent-sized shower, but not terrifically large, and Masayoshi was pretty much immediately in Gotou’s personal space.
Masayoshi’s mouth quirked. “Joining you in the shower,” he said.
“Thank you,” Gotou said, clearly underwhelmed. “Why are you joining me in the shower? In case you haven’t noticed there’s not a lot of elbow room.”
“You’ve been in here for twenty minutes, figured there had to be something good going on.” Masayoshi put his hand on Gotou’s water-warm skin, fingers curled lightly on Gotou’s hip. “You’re all right,” he said, and Gotou sighed and smiled.
“It hurts worse when you nail me with the heel of your foot flailing,” he said, and Masayoshi had the good grace to look abashed.
“I don’t intentionally kick you there,” he protested, and Gotou put his hands on Masayoshi’s sides, drawing him carefully closer so that water washed warm over his skin as well.
“I know,” he murmured, and Masayoshi pouted at him. “The kids are down for their nap?” he said softly, rubbing his fingers into Masayoshi’s skin.
“We’ve got an hour or so,” Masayoshi said. “Probably less, Masanori was fussy going down.”
Gotou brushed his thumb over Masayoshi’s lip and tilted his head in for the kiss. “We’d better hurry up then.”
Fandom: Samurai Flamenco
AU: Babyfic
Characters/Pairing: Gotou/Masayoshi
Rating: M
Length: 432
Summary: "Still sore?"
“Still sore?” Masayoshi asked, shutting the bathroom door behind him. The shower had been going full blast for a while now, long enough for Masayoshi to tuck both of the kids in for their nap, exhausted as they were by the mornings’ activities.
“Next time I’m pitching,” Gotou grunted from within the shower.
“That’s not going to save you,” Masayoshi said, his tone light and amused as he folded his pants, setting them in the laundry hamper. “Someone is going to nail a line drive right at you, and I can’t guarantee it won’t be me.” He listened to the aggravated sigh that emanated from the steam-filled shower with a grin, and then slid the door aside.
Gotou squinted over at him, standing under the spray of hot water, hair plastered to his head. “What are you doing?” he asked, as Masayoshi closed the shower door. It was a decent-sized shower, but not terrifically large, and Masayoshi was pretty much immediately in Gotou’s personal space.
Masayoshi’s mouth quirked. “Joining you in the shower,” he said.
“Thank you,” Gotou said, clearly underwhelmed. “Why are you joining me in the shower? In case you haven’t noticed there’s not a lot of elbow room.”
“You’ve been in here for twenty minutes, figured there had to be something good going on.” Masayoshi put his hand on Gotou’s water-warm skin, fingers curled lightly on Gotou’s hip. “You’re all right,” he said, and Gotou sighed and smiled.
“It hurts worse when you nail me with the heel of your foot flailing,” he said, and Masayoshi had the good grace to look abashed.
“I don’t intentionally kick you there,” he protested, and Gotou put his hands on Masayoshi’s sides, drawing him carefully closer so that water washed warm over his skin as well.
“I know,” he murmured, and Masayoshi pouted at him. “The kids are down for their nap?” he said softly, rubbing his fingers into Masayoshi’s skin.
“We’ve got an hour or so,” Masayoshi said. “Probably less, Masanori was fussy going down.”
Gotou brushed his thumb over Masayoshi’s lip and tilted his head in for the kiss. “We’d better hurry up then.”
