A/N: A future Dragko Drabble...
The hot water spurted from the two waterfall facets meant to spray your back and front. Steam had already started to form as Drakken tossed his heavy coat on the floor without care. It had been a long night being Dr. Drakken again. He was glad he only had to do it once a month at most. While he enjoyed the power it now held in the villain world, he was growing less and less fond of it and couldn't wait to come home to his suburban home and be Drew Lipsky again. He almost rolled his eyes at the irony and tossed his shirt onto the coat. Feeling relief in his tired skin even without the water. He could feel his spine tingle with anticipation of the water.
He felt warm hands slide up his back and knead his shoulders. He let out a relaxed moan as Shego's nails ghosted down his back before her arms wrapped around his waist and her head rested between his shoulder blades. Her own attire tossed carelessly a few feet away. He knew she too was growing less enticed by their dual lives.
"I have to finish getting undressed. We have to be up early in the morning," he sighed as he leaned into her.
"That's why we're both taking a shower to save on time," she muttered into his flesh. Her hands slid down to undo his belt lazily.
Drakken snorted as she pulled away from him so he could finish undressing. He finished tossing his garments to the ground and stretched at the weight being removed. If he didn't feel so dirty from playing in caves all night, he would have forgone a shower and just gone to bed. Shego had left the door ajar to the large glass shower and he was met with instant relief as the hot water hit him. He could feel the tingling run through his body as his joints felt replenished by the water. It appeared Flower was too tired from being a climbing rope all night, to come bask in the water as it sometimes did.
Hands squeezed his shoulders again and let them fall as Shego's hands worked his muscles. He'd taken quite a few falls into the hard ground tonight and he wondered how many bruises he'd gained. Her hands began to slide further down and he snorted and reached around to grab her hands.
"I remember you specifically saying we barely have time to take a shower," he asked.
"We do," she hummed. He could picture the smirk on her lips, "What makes you think I was doing anything else."
"Your hands for one," he smirked and looked at her over his shoulder.
"No idea what you mean," her smirk was devious as she turned around and slid her hands from his, "I am simply washing my hair."
Drakken watched as she grabbed the shampoo and began lathering her hair. His eyes lingering on her dark hair and to her pale shoulders. He was just about to turn around and stop watching Shego's movements when she rotated to rinse her hair. He found it a little harder to turn back around. Shego's eyes were still filled with a devious glint. Drakken swallowed hard and forced himself not to stare at her any longer. He lathered his own hair and let his mind plan for tomorrow. As the last of the soap ran from his hair he felt a sharp cloth thwat on his rear. He turned around to see Shego innocently holding a washcloth.
"Really?" he chuckled. Shego shrugged.
"What do you mean?" asked Shego casually.
"We need to get up early," he stated again. Shego shrugged and looked around.
"That's why we're saving time by taking a shower at the same time," she replied.
"Yes, so we can sleep," he nodded. He watched as Shego nodded and fiddled with the washcloth.
She gave a dramatic gasp.
"Are you insinuating that I have ulterior motives?" she scoffed and held the washcloth trying to look modest, "I am not the one leering."
"Uhmhm," said Drakken as he turned and grabbed the conditioner.
He was halfway done rinsing it when he felt another sharp clothed thwat on his rear. He spun around to see Shego's wet hair still in the air mid-turn. He crossed his arms and looked at her and waited. She glanced over her shoulder.
"See, you're leering again," he could hear the laugh stifled in her voice, "We need to hurry up with this shower."
"Do it again and see what happens," he saw the devious smirk on her lips as she looked at him briefly.
"No idea what you mean," she shrugged and continued rinsing her hair.
Drakken turned around again and grabbed his own soap and was halfway down rinsing the grime from his body when another sharp clothed hit to his rear made him knock over a few bottles. He shot a halfhearted glare at Shego. Whose shoulders shook as she tried desperately not to laugh as she faced the wall.
"Having some trouble over there," her voice broke and he fought his own snicker at her antics.
"Yeah, you," he sputtered.
"I am perfectly and innocently just washing my hair. No idea what you mean," her voice cracked again as she continued running hands through her hair.
"Last warning," he muttered.
"Big talk," she snorted. Drakken rolled his eyes and finished rinsing the soap from himself.
He heard a slight snicker behind him and moved as the handtowel hit the side of the shower hard. Drakken grabbed Shego's wrist as he laughed. Shego was shaking still, biting her lips to stop the laughter. She wasn't doing a very good job as she dropped the towel.
"I was just trying to hang that up," she cleared her throat, "I just almost slipped on all the stuff you left laying on the ground."
She rolled her eyes and indicated to the one bottle still lingering on the said floor. Drakken still held her wrist as she tried to turn back around.
"We have to get up early and I still have conditioner in my hair," she stated sharply.
"I warned you," he narrowed his eyes as he let go of her wrist.
"Such threats," she snorted as she rinsed her hair, pulling it to one side. Still trying not to laugh.
Drakken slid his arms around her tightly and began kissing at her wet shoulder. She was still shaking and he found it hard not to laugh as well. He sputtered as he tasted conditioner and she finally broke into a full laugh as he desperately tried to rinse his mouth in the water.
"I clearly told you there was conditioner," her wide grin failing to convey the snide comment it was meant to be, "You didn't listen."
Drakken wiped his mouth and stared at her before lunging with his fingers in her hair. He laughed as she playfully swatted at him as he helped rinse her hair. His hurried movements became slow as he messaged her scalp. Her laugh mingled with his own as it softened. Her hands slid up his arms as his hands slid to the side of her face. Pulling her lips into his. There was a small thud as her back hit the shower wall and her arms slid around his waist pulling him against her. He pulled back slightly to look at her.
"We did save time," he muttered.
"So we wouldn't really be losing anything," she finished.
They shared a mutual devious smirk as Shego yanked his lips back into hers. Both deciding without words… to call into their regular day jobs in the morning.