WET BODIES

Kaede was mad. No, he was furious. His eyes turned the colour of obsidian. He couldn't believe he'd allowed Akira to invade his space, again, or agitate him to this level.

Hadn't he already noted how Akira got under his skin? And what was the first thing he did? Went barging in on Akira, scaring the fuck out of him.

But what really got Kaede steaming mad was his fucking dick. It now stood straight and hard like a fucking tent pole.

But first a bath, then relieve himself. In that order.

Kaede stomped to his bedroom, removing the soiled shirt from his skin. It was smelly and disgusting. He despised dirt and dust with an intense passion. It reminded him of his miserable past life, a life he didn't want to even think about.

Kaede stripped, tossing the dirtied clothing to the side, and turned on his heel to enter the bathroom. Then looked down at his dick again.

Nope. Still proud and tall.

Damn his maid.

Rotating the tap on, he watched the water filling the large bathtub, his mind backtracking to that moment when Akira was just an inch from his face, berating himself for how stupid and clumsy Akira was.

Kaede scolded himself when he realized he was thinking about his maid yet again. Dipping the tip of his finger in the pool, he grimaced lightly and climbed in. He lay back, relaxing his head against the headrest, until he could feel his dick softening again.

Sighing in relief, Kaede took the bar of soap in his hands. It slipped, flying out of his grasp onto the bathroom floor, a good three meters away.

"Fuck!" What the hell had this day come to? First he couldn't get his cup of coffee. Then his dick decided it wanted to play, and now his bar of soap wanted to escape out of his claws.

Leaning back, fingers bracing the lip of the bathtub, Kaede roared with all his might. "Fukuda! Sakuragi! Any of you asses. Get in here now. Pick up my soap."

But no reply greeted him. Only the sound of the clock ticking.

"Agh." Anger thumped through him. "Fukuda! Sakuragi! Any of you numbnuts, get your asses in here! Right now!"

Still no one greeted him.

Kaede had decided the best course of action would be to pick up that bar of soap himself. He stood and was already halfway out of the bathtub when a voice greeted him at the door.

"Boss, you need me?"

Kaede jerked his head and saw Akira. And right then, his dick hardened.

"The fuck!"

"Boss, you need me?" I said, but I wasn't really looking at Kaede face. No, I was looking at his male anatomy, standing so bluntly on display.

Damn!

"Wow." I looking at Kaede face now.

"Shut up, Aki!" Kaede stammered, just as embarrassed, slipping back into the water.

"What do you want? Why were you calling the guys?" I asked.

"Pick up my bar of soap," he ordered, avoiding my eyes.

"Aye-aye." I grinned. Knowing Kaede was to embarrassed to show me his anatomy again.

"What's taking so long?" Kaede snapped when I didn't comply in time.

"Calm down."

"Aki!" Kaede snapped, turning his head to me. And our eyes locked.

I smirked. And winked at him. "Yes, boss?"

"Shut up!"

"Okay, boss." I bobbed my head.

I smirked when Kaede gave me another death glare. I simply ignored it. I deliberately fell into bathtub when handed Kaede his soap. But I realized my hands were touching something long... and hard...

Kaede gulped. I stared at him. He looked at me.

I smiled.

"Boss...your...banana--"

"Fuck! Get your hands off me." Kaede kicked at my hand.

"Rilex, boss. Don't be nervous. I'm a man too." I smirked at him.

"Aki, the fuck are you?" Kaede glared at me.

"Boss, I'm hard too. I mean...my banana." I showed him my bulge.

"Fuck you! Get out now!" Kaede voice was like a piece of taut string.

I laughed at him. Damn, but really, why my dick is fucking hard too?

Kaede tossed the water on my face. "Get lost!"

"Alright-alright." I put my hands up to surrender, before Kitsune bolted out of the bathtub and kill me.

By the time I got downstairs, all wet and dripping, Sakuragi was blinking at me, his mouth full of noodles.

"Akira, what happen to you?" Sakuragi asked.

"Nothing." I grinned at him.

"Were you with boss earlier?" Sakuragi asked between munching his cup of noodles.

"How do you know?"

"Damn, Akira." Sakuragi laughed like a madman.