Snake (mxm) (Rever series 3)

Snake 20

(My roommate drew me this picture :D I've also started a new book if you guys haven't checked it out yet and like werewolf/vampire stories. Bleeding Heart :) )

Pyre might have tackled Fen's snake after it had stuck its tongue out at him, but their little wrestling match, which was honestly just himself getting wrapped up tightly by Fen's snake while he tried to boop its nose with his soaked paws, was quickly broken up by a worried Gin. 

"Now now, I know that you're both playing around, but it would be much safer if you shift before you do that," he said, making Pyre stop struggling to get away from his hand, allowing Gin to carefully unwrap Fen's coils from around his soggy panda self. 

You heard him. We should shift first, then continue, he thought to Fen. 

Of course, he couldn't make himself shift yet. His panda still controlled that. He honestly didn't expect Fen's snake to allow the guy to have his human body back yet, either, but he was proved wrong when there was suddenly a very naked man sitting in the bathtub in front of him. 

Oh dang, let me go, Gin!

His little panda arms reached forward as he kicked his back legs, but he might as well have been asleep with how much good his struggling did. Smirking at him, Fen leaned down and splashed his hair with some water, then grabbed some shampoo and got busy scrubbing it while Pyre got wrapped in a towel, then settled on the closed toilet seat so that Gin could get his fluffy panda somewhat dried off. 

I don't want to get dry. I want to get wet with Fen!

"Well, you're just going to have to wait," Gin said, then paused with his lips slightly parted. 

Well, everyone paused. Fen still had his fingers entwined in his soapy hair as he turned to stare at the guy, and Pyre was laser-focused on the person suddenly blushing down at him. He was just about to start thinking all sorts of perverted thoughts just to torture him when he noticed that he was getting closer and closer to Gin's face while not really moving. 

"Oh," he whispered at the same time Gin did. He'd shifted back. 

"I'll... go get you a shirt. You should put a shirt on," Gin whispered right before Pyre responded, "you should take off your shirt. I can help." 

The guy's face burned brighter as he fumbled with a response that just ended with him hurrying from the room. Pyre watched him go, frowning. He'd held back all of his bad perverted thoughts, yet still scared him away. 

"I think he's just a bit overwhelmed with the sudden bond," Fen said, drawing his attention over to him. 

How is that water so soapy already? I can't see any of the important bits. 

"Magic," Fen said as he reached forward and tugged the curtain backward to shield himself from view. 

Pyre scowled as he saw the faint shadow behind the curtain stand up after opening the drain and turning on the shower. He was just about to say something when he heard Gin return, drawing his attention to him. 

Boo. 

The guy had brought a shirt, but he'd also brought a pair of pajama pants, too. When he'd tugged it over Pyre's head, however, he realized something immediately. 

This smells like Gin. This is Gin's shirt, not Fen's or mine...

Gin fidgeted, clearly hearing the thought and taking it the wrong way. Before the guy could consider going to get a different one Pyre tugged it all the way down over his body, then reached out for the pants. There was no chance he was gonna let the guy have his shirt back.