"Let me wash your back," Kek said behind me as I soaped up my chest.
"No way. They didn't touch each other the first round, so we're not going to either."
"But I want to."
I glanced over my shoulder. He stared at me, holding the body wash in his hands. I sighed. How could I say no when his gaze was that intent? Besides, letting him wash my back might turn me on- but it would also turn Ryou and Bakura on, so I wouldn't really be at a disadvantage, just allowing the game to progress. I leaned against the tiled side of the shower wall, giving Ryou and Bakura a sideways view.
"Okay, go ahead. Show those idiots out there how this game should be played."
"I'm not trying to seduce you… yet." Kek spoke against the nape of my neck as he lathered up his hands.
Hmph, he could have fooled me. He was standing rather close for someone who wasn't trying to seduce me. I shot a glance through the glass, knowing Bakura was watching, but then Kek's thumbs brushed against my scars and my eyes fluttered shut without me willing it.
The tension that always crept into my shoulders and back washed down the drain as Kek's fingers massaged circles into my muscles. His fingers probed around my scars, insuring no grains of sand from the beach lingered in the cracks of my skin.
"This is how I should have been. From the very beginning this is who I should have been- someone who took care of you and made sure you weren't hurting."
I pushed against the wall to turn and face him, but he wrapped his arms around my stomach and pressed his lips against my hair.
"Shhh, don't say anything. There's not enough time. Just let me indulge in this for a few minutes, okay?"
I nodded my head, trembling a little, but my nerves settled when his fingers massage my shoulders and then worked themselves down. I pressed my forehead against the tiles, forgetting to tease Bakura, and forgetting about the game, and enjoying the deliberate touches of Kek's fingers. I lost myself so completely to the moment, that I startled when I heard Kek's voice again.
"Oh." His touched receded, and I grunted, wanting it back.
"What's wrong?" I glanced over my shoulder.
"It's been ten minutes." Kek flashed a sheepish smile and pointed to the glass.
Ryou held the phone timer to the window with an apologetic look on his face. It said 10:43, counting up. I groaned. Why did we decide to play this stupid game? I was nowhere near even started, let alone done.
"But I didn't even get a chance to touch you."
"We'll, we're about to re-roll for another round. Maybe we'll pair up again." Kek kissed my temple.
With a defeated groan, I turned off the water and wrapped a towel around my waist. This was going to be a disaster. I was beyond aroused and if I didn't roll high, I'd have to wait seven minutes before I could so much as touch someone, and this was only the first round! Not to mention, we were already dripping water all over the bathroom floor despite keeping our hair dry and using towels. The steam escaped the moment we opened the bathroom door, sending a chill across my arms and chest.
"Sorry," Ryou apologized. "We gave you a few extra minutes, but figured we should let you know you were going over."
"No matter, let's see how we'll divide up this time." Kek grabbed all for dice. With his gaze locked on the rest of us, he lowered his head, puckered his lips, and blew against them, smirking as he distributed them to us. "For luck."
He and Bakura rolled ones, while I and Ryou rolled threes.
"You're not very good at blessing dice." Bakura shot him a look.
"I'm happy with the roll because I get to go back into the shower and it's cold out here." I rushed into the bathroom, wanting the steam, but more than that, wanting a chance to run my hands up and down Ryou's body.