Title: Steam
Rating: M
Summary: Bwen shower smut. 'Nuff said. AU, BxG. Takes place after Alien Force, when Ben and Gwen are 18.
A/N: Some of you may have been disappointed that in my story "Good, Clean Fun," B&G didn't actually have sex in the shower. This is a completely different story, but I hope it satisfies your desire for shower smut. :)
Partly inspired by a story I read on AdultFFN, which seems to have been removed (the story, not the site). :( Unfortunately, I can't remember the title or the author (I think it was something like "killed2death" ?), or I'd acknowledge him/her properly for the inspiration.
Gwen felt like she was going out of her mind.
Ben had been staying at her house all week while his parents were out of town. He was in Ken's old room, just across the hall from hers.
She couldn't stop thinking about him lately. Her hormones were in overdrive, and being in such close quarters with him was making her crazy.
Apparently he was used to walking around his house half-naked. She supposed he was accustomed to not having to worry about modesty or privacy because he was an only child.
It was disconcerting. She knew he wasn't doing it on purpose, but his casual nudity made her feel edgy.
Just yesterday he'd walked down the hallway wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. He'd just gotten out of the shower, his hair still damp, his skin slightly flushed…
She'd tried not to stare, but it was hard not to. He'd really filled out in the last few years.
And this morning he'd been changing with the door half-open. She'd stopped in her tracks at the sight of him standing in nothing but his boxers, rummaging through his clothes, trying to decide what to wear for several minutes before finally settling on a black t-shirt and jeans.
She hadn't been able to tear her eyes away as he pulled the shirt over his head, his powerful back and shoulder muscles rippling with the movement.
She'd had the sudden urge to run her hands over his well-formed biceps.
And then he'd pulled on the jeans over his tight ass and muscular legs, adjusting his crotch as he zipped up the fly and fastened the button.
She'd nearly fainted. It had taken all her willpower to not pounce on him then and there.
She'd tried to forget what she had seen, but it was not easy to do that when he kept teasing her that way. Not intentionally, of course – he didn't even know she had seen him. But that made it all the more tantalizing.
She felt overheated even now, just thinking about it. Her mouth dry, heart pounding wildly…
Gwen couldn't figure out what was happening to her. No other guy had such an effect on her. It was just her luck that the object of her lust happened to be the one guy she could never have.
He was her cousin. Her best friend. Their relationship was completely platonic.
At least, it was supposed to be.
He would never think of her that way, and she shouldn't be thinking of him that way either.
But she couldn't help it.
She wanted him. Badly. Sometimes so badly she didn't think she could stand it a second longer.
Her concentration had been off all day, even during karate practice. She'd thought that the physical activity would help her work off the restless sexual energy and tension she felt, but it hadn't. She still felt like a tightly coiled spring.
Usually she was the star pupil in her karate class, but today nothing had gone right for her. Her instructor had kindly suggested that she take the rest of the afternoon off, and she'd reluctantly had to agree.
But now she had nothing to do except think about Ben, and when she was going to see him again. Which was soon.
He had her so rattled, she couldn't even think straight.
The past week had been nothing but torture. She'd had to take a lot of cold showers. Even that was only marginally helpful. She'd had to masturbate every night and every morning. Every night she lay awake, tossing and turning, caught up in erotic fantasies about him. Knowing he was just across the hall. Last night she'd been so tempted to just go to his room and…
But she'd chickened out. She was sure he'd freak out if she tried anything like that.
She'd just have to be content with her fantasies for now.
Gwen sighed and headed for the shower, grabbing her vibrator on the way.
(to be continued in Chapter 2…)