Anchor

Washing the Stress Away

Trigger warnings: 18+

Contains spice! 

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It had been a long day. A very long day. I was hot, sweaty and exhausted. My feet were killing me. Slowly I dragged myself up the stairs to my apartment, pulling the heavy bag behind me. My body was aching for a cold shower. I fumbled with the keys, cursing softly under my breath as the door jammed. I was desperate to get inside and finally get out of these stuffy clothes. I stumbled in as the door suddenly gave in, dropping my bag right next to the door. Perfect. I kicked off my shoes, closed the door behind me and sighed deeply. I made it. On my way to the bathroom I slowly started to take off every bit of damp clothing I had on me, dropping them right there and then. I will pick those up after the shower. Or tomorrow.

I had already stripped down to my underwear when my naked feet stepped on the cold tiles of the bathroom. Tearing my bra off of me, I dumped it right in the hamper, next to my underwear. Desperate to wash away the heat of the day, I turned on the shower. Not waiting for the water to heat up, I immediately stepped under the water flow. The icy pinpricks sent goosebumps all over my skin, my nipples hardened and I gasped as I suppressed a shiver. It was exactly what I needed. My eyes closed as the water slowly warmed up a bit and I groaned, letting tension slowly wash down my body. This was it. This was the reward for pushing through. I lifted my face to the showerhead, enjoying the slight chill on my heated cheeks.

An arm suddenly snaked around my waist, pulling me back to a muscular body. I yelped at the unexpected feeling, grabbing the wrist to steady myself. The low chuckle in my ear immediately calmed me.

"Did you really think you could start this without me?" I leaned my head back against his shoulder, pulling him with me towards the water.

"DZ, I didn't even hear you come in." He pulled me closer, nuzzling just behind my ear.

"That's because I got here before you did as a surprise, but you didn't see me." I turned around in his arms, pushing my body against his. He pulled me closer in a hug, his hands softly gliding over my back, my head rested against him. I took a deep breath, glad to be safe in his arms. He understood, as he didn't say anything. He just held me, letting the water cascade over us.

After a couple of minutes, he moved, I could feel him grab something from behind me.

"Turn around." I complied, turning my back to him. My eyes fluttered close as I felt his fingers in my hair, carefully spreading the shampoo through the wet strands. His nails softly scratched my scalp and I couldn't hold back a soft moan. He massaged my head softly, chuckling softly at the sounds I made. He was careful not to get any soap in my face as he took the shower head and rinsed my hair off. I didn't open my eyes, letting myself completely be pampered by this handsome skeleton.

Soapy hands found my shoulders. Strong fingers skillfully massaged my shoulders and my back, before moving to my arms, down to my hands. Back up to my shoulders, moving to my front. Down my sides, his hands sliding over my stomach. I couldn't help but sneak a peek, watching his strong fingers cover my body in suds. It was hypnotizing to watch. His hands moved up slowly, lathering my breasts as well. My nipples hardened even more under his touch and I moaned, pushing my chest towards his hands. Unexpected arousal washed through me. His hands were slippery and I giggled as he struggled to get a hold on my nipples. He growled softly, playfully as he tried again. To no avail.

Slowly his hands moved down to my hips. My thighs. He shifted, moving to stand in front of me. My eyes found his white ones and I smiled a bit shyly up at him. Desperate to feel him, I stood up to my toes, my hand on his arm to keep myself steady. DZ leaned in, softly pressing his warm lips to mine. I opened my lips, allowing him to let his tongue slide inside, taking control. He was so gentle, so soft yet so demanding. I pressed my soapy body against his. He pushed me back, allowing the water to wash over us. His hand grabbed the back of my head, his thumb resting on my jaw. His other hand on the small of my back, pulling me even closer. I couldn't help but push my hips against him, feeling his hard cock press against my skin. We groaned in unison as he pushed me further back against the cold wall.