I'm sure there are things sensei might not be telling us.
[ doppo is thoughtful, at least, up to a certain point until hifumi decides that he's still frisky, and he yelps lightly before giving his ass a smack, pulling him close while the comfortably warm water spills all over them.
he's reaching for the liquid soap before soaping hifumi up, then himself, hands lingering on his ass. ]
But you -- are you okay? I went a little harder than I should, just now...
[Doppo smacking his ass makes him giggle. Hifumi grabs the shampoo and before he lathers his hair he gives his forehead a little peck. They were going to be fresh, clean AND well loved and happy for when Sensei gets here to spread their joy to him too. Or the effort to will be made anyway.
Hifumi hums at Doppo's question.]
It's okay! I'm fine, Doppo! If you were hurting me, I would tell you! I know you would never want to hurt me!
[ trust hifumi to be in such high spirits still despite everything. even now, hifumi is positively glowing, and he can't help but shake his head anyway, quietly fond.
despite the water, he's nuzzling in close to press soft lips against his shoulder, his forehead still tingling from that chaste little kiss. is he still soaping hifumi up? yes, he is, taking the chance to let his hands roam everywhere, claiming every inch of that fine body anew, warm skin and lean muscle under his hands.
hifumi must always look his best for his clients, but it's with doppo that he's really himself. ]
[Hifumi could lose his mind just with Doppo soaping him up, allowing his hands to touch his everything. It's almost a shame that they couldn't take their time, though he is thankful for every tomorrow.
Hifumi guides Doppo's head under the shower to wash away the shampoo, but pulls him out momentarily, wiping any shampoo on his face to reply.]
Of course! You're super sexy when you get all aggressive!
[ doppo moodily contemplates, in those few seconds, that the whole 'no more tears' thing so shamelessly emblazoned on the shampoo bottle is a lie, because shampoo suds suck and he's trying to wipe them off with hifumi's attentive help! augh.
he's squinting at him, his heart thumping at that -- ]
doppo frowns at him, but he's not displeased, no; he's reaching out to touch his cheek, remembering everything that unfolded, the way doppo completely snapped, the fear --
-- once he's clean and all, doppo's hand clasps the back of his neck to pull hifumi close, his forehead pressing against his. ]
You're weird. [ he sobers, then very quietly: ] There's nothing I won't do for you. Seeing you hurt like that --
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[ doppo is thoughtful, at least, up to a certain point until hifumi decides that he's still frisky, and he yelps lightly before giving his ass a smack, pulling him close while the comfortably warm water spills all over them.
he's reaching for the liquid soap before soaping hifumi up, then himself, hands lingering on his ass. ]
But you -- are you okay? I went a little harder than I should, just now...
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Hifumi hums at Doppo's question.]
It's okay! I'm fine, Doppo! If you were hurting me, I would tell you! I know you would never want to hurt me!
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despite the water, he's nuzzling in close to press soft lips against his shoulder, his forehead still tingling from that chaste little kiss. is he still soaping hifumi up? yes, he is, taking the chance to let his hands roam everywhere, claiming every inch of that fine body anew, warm skin and lean muscle under his hands.
hifumi must always look his best for his clients, but it's with doppo that he's really himself. ]
So... does that mean that you like it rough?
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Hifumi guides Doppo's head under the shower to wash away the shampoo, but pulls him out momentarily, wiping any shampoo on his face to reply.]
Of course! You're super sexy when you get all aggressive!
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he's squinting at him, his heart thumping at that -- ]
What? Really?
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[Hifumi's going in for another peck but on the lips this time. He helps Doppo with washing his face, laughing softly at him squinting.]
I'm sad I couldn't see you take down both Jyuto-san and Riou-san live so can feel the moment and admire how sexy you were.
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doppo frowns at him, but he's not displeased, no; he's reaching out to touch his cheek, remembering everything that unfolded, the way doppo completely snapped, the fear --
-- once he's clean and all, doppo's hand clasps the back of his neck to pull hifumi close, his forehead pressing against his. ]
You're weird. [ he sobers, then very quietly: ] There's nothing I won't do for you. Seeing you hurt like that --