Hello once again. This chapter does not have a lemon… well, not really anyways
Set after the third book.
Warning: Nudity and grabbing ones' self
Paring: Fang and Iggy
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: As I've said, I do not own, and if I did, I'd share Fang and Igs with Tomo Potter.
Chapter 3
Watching
Iggy let out a sigh as he stepped into the steaming water. The water cascaded down his tense back and slipped between his legs to the floor. He pressed his hands to the shower wall and angled his head down.
Fang nearly went through the door as he watched Iggy stretch up to the shampoo and poor a generous amount into his hand. He tried his best to keep his hitching breath under control. He watched Iggy's arm muscles tightened and loosened as he rinsed his hair of the soapy cream. He watched the soap trail down the firm back and down his taunt rear.
Fang bit his lip and placed his hand on his upper thigh. His breath left him as Iggy reached for the wash cloth and the bar of soap. Fang's hand subconsciously slid up his thigh as he unclasped the jeans.
Iggy soaped up the cloth as Fang slid his hand down, bringing the zipper with him. He brought the wash cloth to his chest and ran it across his skin; Fang pushed the elastic band on his boxers down, revealing himself for the world to see.
Iggy moved the cloth down his torso and over his member; Fang grasped his. Iggy moaned as he felt himself start to harden; Fang tried to suppress his own moan as he moved his hand from the top to the bottom of his shaft and back up again, slowly sliding down he wall.
The strawberry blonde dropped the cloth and grasped himself tightly. His left hand shot to the wall in order to steady himself. He squeezed himself harder and let out a ragged breath.
Fang grasped himself tighter and quickened his pace.
Iggy sped up and started to pant. He felt a familiar coil in the pit of his stomach and he picked up speed.
Fang also could feel the coil in his stomach and forced his hand to go faster than he knew it could. His panting became more and fiercer as they both came at the same time. Iggy came with a strangled moan and Fang with a silent scream, eyes rolling to the back of his head.
Iggy fell to his knees shaking and heavily breathing. His eyes began to close, momentarily forgetting where he was, and he fall forward, passing out.
Fang hissed as he tucked his now flaccid member into his boxers and did up his jeans. He walked over to the shower and switched it off. Fang picked up the now sleeping Iggy and stood up. He cautiously made his way to the others room and closed the door.