Chapter Two: Tub Love
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Haru entered the bathroom, going straight to the tub, allowing it to fill up. While he waited for it to fill up, he stripped completely. He was not expecting anyone, and it was more fun this way then when he had to keep his suit on in the morning. The morning was still great, though he preferred the ocean the tub was mere minutes away. He did not have to hide his erection in his own house, or worry about others coming. Besides Mako in the morning. Let everyone think that the reason he bathes so often is because he just likes water, no one had even considered it odd that he bathed way more often when it was raining outside.
Once the tub was at the acceptable level, he shut the water off and slid into the water. When he realized that there was still water dripping into the tub, he chuckled to himself.
"You are always dripping for me."
Haru groaned as the water caressed his skin, and he took that as a good thing. In comparison in size, the ocean barely reacted to him, and the tub was exactly the opposite. Every molecule reacted dramatically every time he moved. While the ocean was consistent with the rate it went against him, the tub was unpredictable. That was one of his favorite things about the tub.
Haru licked the top of the water with the tip of his tongue, tilting his body to the side. Soon he took the water into his mouth, massaging it with his tongue. The taste of the water in his mouth sent shivers down his spine. He swallowed a mouthful of the water then licked his lips.
"I do not think I could live without you water," he moaned out, arching his back. Lost in bliss, he entirely forgot that he needed to talk to the tub to figure out how to get back together with the ocean.
Mind not fully functioning, he allowed the tub in drain. Caressing the water as the level slowly goes down, he whispered, "Every time we do this you always start clean, but you always end our sessions dirty."
As he watched the tub drain, he added, "I love how you swallow everything, sucking until there is nothing left."
Getting out of the tub once he had become partially coherent again, Haru quickly dried himself off. He found out awhile ago that if he did not he would get aroused again, and then he would just have to it repeat the cycle. He had already put his clothes, including bathing suit, back on when it finally dawned on him. He actually meant to talk to the tub about his problems and solve all of them, but he only ended up solving one of them. He could not help himself, his relationship with the tub was always physical, no emotions expressed by it at all. Maybe he would try again after he went to consult one of his first loves, waterfall.
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