Ship : Prumano

Prompt: In the shower

The shower had definitely not been designed for that but Lovino couldn't care less. He was frustrated and the shower was the only place they could be together without the whole world disturbing them.

- Stop scowling, Lovi…

- Shut up, it's your brother's fault.

- Well it's a bit yours' too.

The Italian sighed. True. His brother just wouldn't take a hint. And Ludwig neither. Or maybe Ludwig could take a hint but was willfully cockblocking his brother, that was a possibility too.

In the end, it was the receptionist's fault.

The four young men just wanted to spend a week in the mountains, skiing, drinking, hiking, having fun… They booked two rooms of course and… there was a fuck up. When they got there, there was only one bedroom left, with two double beds. The receptionist apologized profusely and they ended up paying almost nothing for their holiday, which was a plus, but…

God he wanted to fuck Gilbert, was that too much to ask?! Or just have some bloody intimity of any kind, without his boyfriend stupid pyjamas with beers drawn all over it between them!

So yes. The shower was way too small for them both and the shower handle was digging against his back but it was worth it. Gilbert pressed their bodies together and sighed deeply, resting his head on his boyfriend's shoulder, hands mindlessly caressing his waist.

- Do you think we could just be blunt about it and ask them to leave the room so we can get it on?

- Fuck off they don't need to know about our sex life.

- Aww…

The albino pressed a kiss against his skin as he turned off the water to grab the shampoo bottle. He poured some in his hand and started massaging the Italian who relaxed under his hands, letting the bubbles form on his skin and the nice smell fill the air. He soon took the shampoo to do the same to Gilbert. He had always been amazed by the contrast of his tanned hands on the albinos skin. Weirdly enough, it made his athletic boyfriend look… Fragile. Delicate. He couldn't help but rest his head on the other man's shoulder too. Gilbert's hands were caressing his back soothingly until they started going south, lightly groping him and pressing him a bit more against the showers wall. He was right about to complain about the shower handle in his back but a look at his lover's lustful gaze made his complaint die down his throat. Their lips met and he pressed Gilbert back against the other wall to get away from the damn handle.

- Eager much?

- The damn shower handle was killing my back.

- Ow.

- But yeah. Eager too. Fuck me, you bastard.

Gilbert didn't to be told twice and peppered kisses all over Lovino's torso, too noticing how white his hand was on the tanned skin. So pretty. Kissed by the sun.

- If we stay in here for too long they will get suspicious… Lovino said reluctantly.

The albino looked up with a pout but straightened up, taking his lover's lips feverishly. Their hips grinded together, working them up. Soon enough they couldn't care less about the noise they were making, notably with Gilbert's body bumping against the shower's glass wall every now and then. With a groan, he slipped his hand between them and wrapped it around both their erections, his lips never leaving Lovino's. The Italian moaned loudly against him and bucked his hips in his hand, hands clinging at his shoulders in a desperate fashion.

Gilbert felt so close already, the frustration of those last days building up… And nearly damn castrated them both when someone knocked at the bathrooms door.

- Busy!! he yelled.

- Do you know where Lovino is? Feliciano, on the other side of the door, asked.

- Not here ! Lovino replied himself.

He almost aggressively pushed Gilbert mort against the shower wall, adding his hand on top of his to encourage him to keep going. Fuck decency and fuck everyone knowing they were sagging it the shower, it wasn't his damn fault! The albino seemed to agree as he stole another kiss from him and stroked them faster until Lovino came undone against him. He chuckled as he followed him and wrapped an arm around his boyfriend's waist, kissing his forehead.

- Better?

- Better, he sighed happily.