A/N- A short fic, created at 2 o'clock in the morning for a challenge.
Howard watched the water trickle down Vince's naked back, watched it cling to the dark strands of hair upon his head and gently fall back into the pool. His breathing quickened as the younger man turned to face him, that arrogant smirk set upon his face. He i knew /i that Howard had been watching him, and set about slowly leaving the small enclosure.
"Hey, Vince, where ya goin', mate?"
"I'll be back in a minute, Jo-Jo." The porpoise sank back into the water sullenly.
Vince walked towards Howard, and faced him so that their noses were almost touching. Howard tried to position his stare at anywhere but the clinging swimming shorts. Just one small glance down could betray him. He desperately wanted to step backwards, away from the androgynous features before him. But how could he? When all he wanted to do was to touch that face, feel the silky, flawless skin beneath his grasp and gently caress the full lips.
Plus there was the fact that behind him was solid wall.
"Enjoyin' the view, Howard?"
"Yeah. The, er, porpoise electro band is really taking off now. I especially like…"
"Give it a rest. You i hate /i electro. There's another reason why you come in here every day. You're not interested in the porpoises' rehearsal schedule, are you?" There was that smirk again.
In the years that followed, Howard could never quite remember who kissed whom at this point. All he knew that Vince's lips were sliding over his, pushing against him, their tongues wrestling against each other. Frantically, he moved his hands along Vince's damp back as the other man hooked his arms around his neck.
"Hey, babes…" They broke apart, breathlessly.
Bob Fossil stood by the entrance to the porpoise enclosure. "Room for a third?"
-Fin-