Shadows and Light 10/?
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Marcus and Neroon, or anyone else from
Babylon 5.
Authors notes: Rated PG-13 Contains slash: two males in a romantic/sexual (although not explicit) relationship. If this offends you please turn back now.
Not related to either Journey of Love or Through the Darkness Falling
Bath Time Fun
Neroon pushed a handle on the side of the tub, which caused two jets to spring up from the bottom of the water. The bubbles that were made served to hide any private areas from view, praised be. I wasn't too enthusiastic about Neroon looking at me so intimately; he probably thought my human body was distasteful for all I knew. Having no experience with nudity I was uncomfortable being so close to Neroon in my state of dress.
I kept moving around trying to find a comfortable position to sit in that also covered all of my unmentionables. Neroon seemed to find my discomfort amusing, so much so that I would catch him chuckling every few minutes.
"Something funny?" I asked in exasperation, glaring at Neroon.
"I would have thought that merely sharing a bath with a fellow warrior would be a relaxing experience after the strenuous day we have had." Neroon commented lounging by the side of the water jet, letting his back muscles be soothed by the hot spring. "If I didn't know better I would say you are afraid of me."
"Hmpff." I snorted disdainfully. "Didn't we already have this bloody conversation?"
"I believe we were talking about my skills with a pike, at the time." Neroon answered suggestively, his eyes twinkling. "If you would like to revisit the conversation I would be happy to oblige."
"Um, that's okay." I answered, glancing at the surface of the bubbled water unconsciously, causing Neroon to laugh out loud. "Oh, bugger off!"
"The way you were acting I would say you are untouched, Marcus." Neroon chortled. He stopped at once when he realized I wasn't laughing or disagreeing with him.
"And what business is it of yours?" I growled angrily, turning my face to look away from Neroon.
I didn't turn around even when I felt a tentative hand on my shoulder. Neroon continued stroking my back and arm until he felt me relax somewhat. At some point I even began to lean into his caressing touch.
"I want it very much to be my business." Neroon murmured in my ear, his hot breath making me shiver even in the heat of the bath. "But it is too early yet to be speaking of such things."
"What are you talking about?" I asked hesitantly, turning around into his heat. Upon realizing how close we were, and that our legs almost intertwined I hastily moved back a few feet.
"Don't worry about it, Marcus." Neroon assured me calmly. "We have many obstacles to worry about in the future. Let's worry about them for now."
"As you wish." I agreed, not knowing particularly what Neroon was alluding to, and too nervous to push the issue further and find out.
"Good." Neroon murmured, pushing my body down into the frothy water once again, when it looked as if I would try to get up. "Now relax, will you? Let me wash your hair."
"Why the bloody hell would you want to wash my hair?" I asked suspiciously.
"Well, I have none, do I?" Neroon answered. "I have always wondered what it felt like. Allow me to appease my curiosity."
"You're out of your mind, you know that don't you?" I answered sighing softly in exasperation at his continued antics, waving a hand haphazardly giving Neroon permission although I remained somewhat stiff. "Fine, go ahead."
Once he began to massage my scalp however, I couldn't help but relax so that I was practically lying on his lap. I took no notice of my position however; merely let my tired muscles rest against Neroon's strong chest. Before long my eyes began to drift shut, and the last sensation I felt before sleep claimed me was Neroon gently stroking my hair.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Marcus and Neroon, or anyone else from
Babylon 5.
Authors notes: Rated PG-13 Contains slash: two males in a romantic/sexual (although not explicit) relationship. If this offends you please turn back now.
Not related to either Journey of Love or Through the Darkness Falling
Bath Time Fun
Neroon pushed a handle on the side of the tub, which caused two jets to spring up from the bottom of the water. The bubbles that were made served to hide any private areas from view, praised be. I wasn't too enthusiastic about Neroon looking at me so intimately; he probably thought my human body was distasteful for all I knew. Having no experience with nudity I was uncomfortable being so close to Neroon in my state of dress.
I kept moving around trying to find a comfortable position to sit in that also covered all of my unmentionables. Neroon seemed to find my discomfort amusing, so much so that I would catch him chuckling every few minutes.
"Something funny?" I asked in exasperation, glaring at Neroon.
"I would have thought that merely sharing a bath with a fellow warrior would be a relaxing experience after the strenuous day we have had." Neroon commented lounging by the side of the water jet, letting his back muscles be soothed by the hot spring. "If I didn't know better I would say you are afraid of me."
"Hmpff." I snorted disdainfully. "Didn't we already have this bloody conversation?"
"I believe we were talking about my skills with a pike, at the time." Neroon answered suggestively, his eyes twinkling. "If you would like to revisit the conversation I would be happy to oblige."
"Um, that's okay." I answered, glancing at the surface of the bubbled water unconsciously, causing Neroon to laugh out loud. "Oh, bugger off!"
"The way you were acting I would say you are untouched, Marcus." Neroon chortled. He stopped at once when he realized I wasn't laughing or disagreeing with him.
"And what business is it of yours?" I growled angrily, turning my face to look away from Neroon.
I didn't turn around even when I felt a tentative hand on my shoulder. Neroon continued stroking my back and arm until he felt me relax somewhat. At some point I even began to lean into his caressing touch.
"I want it very much to be my business." Neroon murmured in my ear, his hot breath making me shiver even in the heat of the bath. "But it is too early yet to be speaking of such things."
"What are you talking about?" I asked hesitantly, turning around into his heat. Upon realizing how close we were, and that our legs almost intertwined I hastily moved back a few feet.
"Don't worry about it, Marcus." Neroon assured me calmly. "We have many obstacles to worry about in the future. Let's worry about them for now."
"As you wish." I agreed, not knowing particularly what Neroon was alluding to, and too nervous to push the issue further and find out.
"Good." Neroon murmured, pushing my body down into the frothy water once again, when it looked as if I would try to get up. "Now relax, will you? Let me wash your hair."
"Why the bloody hell would you want to wash my hair?" I asked suspiciously.
"Well, I have none, do I?" Neroon answered. "I have always wondered what it felt like. Allow me to appease my curiosity."
"You're out of your mind, you know that don't you?" I answered sighing softly in exasperation at his continued antics, waving a hand haphazardly giving Neroon permission although I remained somewhat stiff. "Fine, go ahead."
Once he began to massage my scalp however, I couldn't help but relax so that I was practically lying on his lap. I took no notice of my position however; merely let my tired muscles rest against Neroon's strong chest. Before long my eyes began to drift shut, and the last sensation I felt before sleep claimed me was Neroon gently stroking my hair.