Chapter 11: Shower

(Reader's Pov)

My body simmered under the hot water, made me relax, making me shut my eyes as it pours down on me. I just stood there, waiting for him to come inside and join me. My heart skipped a beat as he thrashly pushes the shower curtains aside, the sliding of the rings making a screeching sound.

My eyes widened and lips smiled from the full view of him; Lean, toned- muscles, broad shoulders, big dick, and he was very tall. A small giggle escaped my lips because he still had his captain kirk mask on. 'I guess the mask will get cleaned up too' I thought.

I stepped away from the hot water and gestured him to come to it. He obeyed and went under the hot water; his eyes locked on me with no reaction from it. "Can I wash you?" I asked him, holding out the blue sponge to his view. A quick nod was all the answer I need, as I begin on his chest; scrubbing in circular motions from his chest down to his stomach. Next, I began scrubbing is toned arms and tried to get his neck but the neck was masked on too. I sighed 'How is his hair and face going to be washed? I need to try to get the damn thing off' I thought to myself.

"Michael, can I take your mask off so I can wash your hair and face?" I said, receiving a dumbfounded expression from his eyes, along with a low grunt.

"Come on now, I've seen your face before. Do you trust me don't you?" I said. He glared at me for 10 more seconds before he nodded "Thank you, but, I'll take it slow ok?" he nodded again. I brought two of my hands on each side of his mask to try to get a hold of it, but his height was a problem. "Can you bend down a bit, your very tall" I chuckled.

After reaching a hold of it, I slowly slipped the mask up and stopped when he flinched as I reached above his nose. Knowing he was nervous, I slowly pressed my lips against his soft ones, to show him he can trust me. He accepted my kiss and moaned as I pulled down his lips. My tongue pressed against his mouth, asking for entrance. He gave me permission and parted his lips and my tongue slipped right in. I slowly continued to pull the mask til it was right off; now extremely wet. Michael suddenly pulled away his tongue from my mouth and his eyes shut before fluttering them open. I smiled, and brought a hand to his cheek and swiped away his now wet hair strands "You have such a handsome face michael, I bet no one knows how handsome you really are behind that mask" I told him smoothly, he looked away, blush forming on his cheeks.

"Now, let me wash that face and hair" I said, he nodded. I lathered his head with 'Tresemme shampoo and conditioner' and washed his face with 'apricot blackhead scrub'.

After is hair was washed, I surprised him, by standing on my knees on the shower floor and grasping his cock. He twinged, and moaned in pleasure. I looked up right at him and starting teasing him by licking his swollen head in wet circles; tasting his sweet precum. My hands began stroking and I put his whole cock as far as I can in my throat:

"MMMMmmm...Yye...mmmm" He moaned.

It was sexier now and I was already wet since I can now see his face reaction without his mask. His mouth was parted slightly, and his eyes will roll up as I kept sucking him; eating him.

"Oh Michael, you like this?" I asked him, he nodded right away. "Let me make you feel better sweetheart, I'll just keep doing it, il you cum. Will you cum for me?" He tried to nod, his eyes were now looking like the were in back of his head. My hands picking up speed, pulling the skin back, making it look circumcised. His legs began to buck, his dick which was producing precum, rubbing on my face. Grabbing his dick firmly and pointed in upward, I started to clamp my mouth around his testies and suck on them; he hissed:

"GGgrrrr….mmm….oh...oh…a, al, ah" I was surprised he was trying to moan out my name, which made even more wet. I began using on my hands and started swirling my pink bundle and flesh around in circular motions.

His started to tremble and out of nowhere, he grabs a chunk out of my hair and releases me from his balls and presses his cock into my throat; three more hard thrusts, making me gag, he came:

"Ah. Ah. Ah...mmmm...MMMMMMM!" he cried, letting the over-powering sensation take over him.

I swallowed his cum and stood to my full height again, standing in front of him, still breathing heavily and looking exhausted. I couldn't help but chuckle "I love torturing you like that, this was fun" I chuckled he rolled his eyes and smirked. For some reason, I couldn't keep my stare off of him.

What's he hiding? What's keeping him from showing his face to me or anyone, besides being known as a committed murderer. His face had some imperfections, like some small scars on his cheek, above the arch of his eyebrow. He also had a big scar running from his eyebrow, all the way down, passing his eyes but not directly down his eyelid; it'll just make him look like 'Scar' from 'The Lion King'.

Suddenly, I decided to grab his head, my hands on each side and bring his head close; leaning against my head. I closed my eyes "Michael, don't be afraid to show me who you really are. Don't listen to what others have to say about you; Monster, freak, stupid, evil, or...shit-head. I felt him tense up a bit " You're not a monster Michael, your just a regular human being who had a tough childhood, and the anger and abuse made you act different and made you so mad, rage that you couldn't control; I get that. I-It's not your fault, it's theirs".

Michael began to tremble and let out a whine "I know you hate being reminded of all this, but, just to let you know, there is someone who loves you. I love you Michael, your not a monster to me, I'm not afraid and don't forget that" I looked up into his eyes; eyes red now and tears forming in them. I leaned in for another kiss and he gave in and pressed in my lips harder and wrapped his arms around my neck, never wanting to let me go as the water still poured down on the both of us.

He made small whines. 'Was he crying?' I thought nervously. I patted his back "It's ok Michael, let it all out, I'm here". As soon as his whines receded "Now, lets get out of the shower ok?" I said, he nodded in reply.

I handed him a white towel and I started wrapping the towel around myself and we both stepped out of the steamy bathroom. Michael, passed me and I quickly blushed, noticing his was still nude, only drying his hair and wetting the floor.

I walked up to him and laid a hard slap against his buttocks. He jolted up and turned to look at me with a shocked expression, I laughed "Your leaving wet spots on the floor, your were supposed to dry your body too. Take you and your lily-white ass in the room and dry up" I laughed.