Oh hey look at that I'm actually releasing a fic. Seriously, when I'm sick all I want to do is sit on my ass all day and sleep curled up with a box of tissues. Yet my family uses this time to give me a list of chores and forces me to babysit more than usual. Basically I haven't been able to rest very much which has made this recovery much more agonizing than it needs to be.
Nonetheless I'm feeling a lot better and I should be able to write and catch up with the missing fics! Two days behind? Really? This illness has taken its toll.
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March 14th
Shower
Hot water washed over the two naked bodies tangled beneath its stream. They'd just finished moving in to their new place on one of the hottest days of summer. Their air conditioning had yet to be turned on and by the end of it they were both dripping in sweat. The only logical conclusion was a shower. Getting a moment alone where they couldn't be interrupted was just a bonus.
Gamzee hadn't wasted any time as soon as the water hit their skin. He'd pushed Tav's back against the shower wall, his mouth descending upon the other. Tongues twisted and rolled together while hips thrust into one another. Breath came out in needy pants and gasps every so often between parted lips. Purple bruises were brought to the surface along shoulders, necks and collarbones.
Teeth, tongue and lips marked Tav's neck, strong hands bruising his hips in a hard grip. Tav's nails scratched lines between shoulder blades as the other's name slid past his lips repeatedly in a pleasure filled chant. Movements became sloppy and desperate as both grew dizzyingly close to release. It hit them both almost simultaneously, their bodies rocking stiffly against one another. Tav's back arched off the wall, arms holding each other in an embrace so close it was near impossible to tell which limbs belonged to whom.
Chests rose and fell as they attempted to regain their steady breathing. The water had turned from steaming hot to a lukewarm stream that washed away their joint release. Gamzee's hand shakily stroked the side of Tavros's face, wiping drops of water from his eyes. Their lips met in a soft, sweet kiss. No rush, no lust to fuel them. Just a kiss. Tavros loved this; the moments when Gamzee would just stare into his eyes with a look that said "I love you more than anything" without an uttered word.
They left the shower, shut off the water, and dried off. Both were spent and exhausted, unable to do much else other than grab boxers to change into. They collapsed onto the pullout couch that sat at an odd angle in the middle of the living room. They slept with their fingers interlaced, the heat too much for any further touching.
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I have absolutely no explanation for this one…