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You pushed open your bathroom door, tense muscles screaming for the prospect of a relaxing shower. Work just had to be more difficult than usual, a certain coworker striving to make your life a living hell by “forgetting” assignments. But enough of that now. Time for a hot shower. Hopefully.
See, there happened to be one problem in your plan. The hot water heater in your house needed to be replaced. It wasn’t broken, no. It was just very indecisive. It worked only when it wanted, which was a major inconvenience to you. Especially, because you coveted hot showers.
Stripping down, you turned the knob to let the shower head flow, turning the temperature setting up. You stepped into the stream, your body and mouth sighing in content. You reached for the soap and started to lather your body when you heard your boyfriend, Antonio, open the bathroom door.
“Hola, mi corazón!”
“Hey, Toni. How was work?”
“Same as usual, what about you?”
“Ugh, such a drag,” you started to lather your hair as the water started to become less warm, “Remember that one person I told you about that seems to have a vendetta against me?”
“Yeah, I remember,” you could see the silhouette of Antonio taking off his shirt through the shower curtain, “I don’t see why anyone could hate you though, mi amor. You’re mi maravilloso, hermosa novia.”
“Tonio... You’re too sweet.”
“It’s true, amor! Are you almost done showering?”
“No, I still have to wash out my hair. Why?”
“Can I come in and help you?”
“Sure, why not? Might as well, before the water goes cold.”
You saw Antonio relieve himself of the rest of his clothes and pull the shower curtain back, revealing your glistening body to his gaze.
“Mi hermosa novia....”
“Antonio! If you’re gonna help, help, don’t just stand there gawking,” you turned to glare at him.
“Lo siento, amor. But I have to stop to admire when I see you.”
You rolled your eyes and turned back to face the shower head when Antonio turned you back towards him and started to run his fingers through your soapy hair. You slowly started to close your eyes.
“Tonio... Your hands are magic,” you sighed.
“Gracias, cariño,” you couldn’t see it, but a warm smile stretched across his face, pleased that he was making you so happy.
You felt the water grow even more cold than it was. Turning around, you frowned up at the shower head.
“What’s wrong?”
“This water, that’s what’s wrong,” you pouted.
“What’s wrong with the water?”
“It’s not hot enough! I just want water that’s as hot as a lover’s touch,” you whined.
Antonio’s eyes widened at your statement.
“And how hot would that be, querida?”
“I don’t know, Toni, maybe you could show me,” you looked slyly up into his emerald eyes that were slowly darkening with lust.
“Of course, amor. I couldn’t deny a beautiful lady’s request,” he purred as his lips descended upon yours in a kiss of fiery passion, proceeding to show you exactly how hot that touch was.
See, there happened to be one problem in your plan. The hot water heater in your house needed to be replaced. It wasn’t broken, no. It was just very indecisive. It worked only when it wanted, which was a major inconvenience to you. Especially, because you coveted hot showers.
Stripping down, you turned the knob to let the shower head flow, turning the temperature setting up. You stepped into the stream, your body and mouth sighing in content. You reached for the soap and started to lather your body when you heard your boyfriend, Antonio, open the bathroom door.
“Hola, mi corazón!”
“Hey, Toni. How was work?”
“Same as usual, what about you?”
“Ugh, such a drag,” you started to lather your hair as the water started to become less warm, “Remember that one person I told you about that seems to have a vendetta against me?”
“Yeah, I remember,” you could see the silhouette of Antonio taking off his shirt through the shower curtain, “I don’t see why anyone could hate you though, mi amor. You’re mi maravilloso, hermosa novia.”
“Tonio... You’re too sweet.”
“It’s true, amor! Are you almost done showering?”
“No, I still have to wash out my hair. Why?”
“Can I come in and help you?”
“Sure, why not? Might as well, before the water goes cold.”
You saw Antonio relieve himself of the rest of his clothes and pull the shower curtain back, revealing your glistening body to his gaze.
“Mi hermosa novia....”
“Antonio! If you’re gonna help, help, don’t just stand there gawking,” you turned to glare at him.
“Lo siento, amor. But I have to stop to admire when I see you.”
You rolled your eyes and turned back to face the shower head when Antonio turned you back towards him and started to run his fingers through your soapy hair. You slowly started to close your eyes.
“Tonio... Your hands are magic,” you sighed.
“Gracias, cariño,” you couldn’t see it, but a warm smile stretched across his face, pleased that he was making you so happy.
You felt the water grow even more cold than it was. Turning around, you frowned up at the shower head.
“What’s wrong?”
“This water, that’s what’s wrong,” you pouted.
“What’s wrong with the water?”
“It’s not hot enough! I just want water that’s as hot as a lover’s touch,” you whined.
Antonio’s eyes widened at your statement.
“And how hot would that be, querida?”
“I don’t know, Toni, maybe you could show me,” you looked slyly up into his emerald eyes that were slowly darkening with lust.
“Of course, amor. I couldn’t deny a beautiful lady’s request,” he purred as his lips descended upon yours in a kiss of fiery passion, proceeding to show you exactly how hot that touch was.
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Lazy title is lazy. I actually though of this while I was in the shower. I've been staying with my older sister, since my mother is in the hospital, and the whole house has a really slow water heater, so the water takes forever to get warm. (Ultimate frustration! I adore hot showers.) I might do a lemon later, if enough people want it. Enjoy, doll!
EDIT: Here's the lemon!
The only thing that belongs to me is the plot.
Spain © Hidekaz Himaruya
You ©
EDIT: Here's the lemon!
link!
The only thing that belongs to me is the plot.
Spain © Hidekaz Himaruya
You ©
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