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It was a sight to behold, and I was so fucking glad I got a photo of it.
Shiro leaned over the bathroom counter and wiped at the edges of his face with a clean wet towel I had given him. We were in my bathroom, where I figured he would want to clean up, especially after I mentioned the rainfall showerhead. His eyes (although surrounded with thick white frosting) lit up when I mentioned the showerhead.
He stepped back, the white lights of my bathroom glowing across his body. He had taken off his shirt, keeping on the jeans, which hung low off his cut hips. He looked at himself in the mirror, checking for any stray frosting.
“All right, I think I just need a shower to get rid of the rest of Frosty’s entrails.”
I snorted. “Still can’t believe you murdered Frosty the Snowman tonight.”
“I didn’t murder him! He attacked me. It was self-defense.”
“Sure. We’ll see if the jury takes that. I hear the North Pole has a very rough court system.”
“Yeah, I’m sure Judge Rudolph has a nose for picking up on bullshit,” said Shy, his face cracking into a big grin. I spotted a dot of frosting on the corner of his lip.
“Wait, I think I see Frosty’s liver.”
With a chuckle, Shiro moved for the towel, but I grabbed his hand. “Here, let me take it off for you.”
His gaze dropped to my lips as I went for it, kissing the side of his lip, flicking my tongue across the frosting, the sweet taste of it lingering on my tongue for a few seconds before disappearing.
“There you go,” I said.
“Oh, now you’ve got some.” It was Shiro’s turn to push in for a kiss. This one wasn’t on the edge of my lips. He landed directly in the center, my lips parting for him. His tongue slipped in, sliding against mine. When he pulled away, we were both smiling. “There. All better.”
“Go get in the shower,” I said, slapping Shiro’s ass playfully. “You murderer.”
Shiro gasped, putting a hand to his chest.
His very sexy and lickable chest.
“Whatever happened to innocent until proven frosty?”
“That went out the window when I witnessed the entire thing myself.” I crossed my arms. “Aren’t you supposed to be the detective?”
Shiro cocked his head and nodded, sucking on his teeth. “Oookay, wow. Well, maybe your eyes deceived you? Ever think of that?” Shiro spoke as he started to unbutton his jeans. He turned and walked over to the shower, pushing aside the glass door and turning it on. The ship gave another strong rock to the side, but nowhere near as bad as the one during the party.
“All right, banana boy, I’ll let you shower.”
“You’re never going to let me forget that, are you?”
“Nope.”
“Well,” Shy said, “just so you know, I’m not wearing bananas today.”
“No? What’s on the menu today, then?”
A small fire appeared behind his golden eyes. “We’ve got…” He unzipped and tugged his jeans down, revealing a pair of sexy light-blue briefs, no bananas in sight unless you counted the one between his legs. His bulge was barely contained by the thin material. His cock curved downward, I could see the line of his head shadowed against the light blue. “Just some simple blue.”
“Nothing about you is simple, Shy.”
He tilted his head up, his gaze locked with mine, those embers growing, jumping the distance that separated us and spreading through me. I swallowed, taking him in up and down, from his sexy toes to the head of messy wet black hair. He had managed to get off most of the frosting with the towel, but a couple strands still showed white. I wanted to run my hands through it, mess it up even more.
“You’re fucking beautiful.”
His mouth opened, but no words came. I didn’t need words. In that moment, all I needed was him. I crossed the distance between us, colliding with a kiss. I cupped his head in my hands and steered us backward, the kiss consuming my entire being. I felt the cold counter behind Shiro and pushed him against it.
Our bodies together made a kind of music that spoke to my fucking soul. And I still didn’t even have him on me, not in the way I wanted.
“Take these off,” I said, my lips wet. I tugged on Shiro’s blue briefs which barely contained his erection.
He listened to me, stepping away from the counter and pulling his briefs down. His hard length sprung free, angled up into the air, throbbing, the pink head practically begging to be sucked, already wet with a drop of clear precome. It was the first time I’d ever seen a hard dick in person besides my own, and fuucck, all I could think was, Why did I wait this long?
I moved back, wanting to admire Shy in all his manly glory.
