Shower Me With Your Love

As they entered the bathroom, Hanzo didn’t waste time messing around. He shut the door and locked it behind them, before taking Kuai’s hand and walking him to the shower. The black writing scrawled across various points of Kuai’s body stood out as much as the red marks left by the rope. Hanzo had written in Japanese for some words, and others in English. It was just things like “slut” or “whore”, things Hanzo knew his husband had no qualms with being called. He was mean, but he didn’t want Kuai genuinely hurt by his actions.

He would love to let the ink stay a little longer, the idea of Kuai trying to hide the lewd words and phrases all over his body was immensely appealing, but he knew that wasn’t really feasible at the moment. The sooner they got in the shower, the easier the ink would be to wash off.

Hanzo reached into the shower, turning it on. He watched as Kuai held a hand out into the shower, waiting for the water to turn an acceptable temperature. It didn’t take long for the water to go hot, and steam to start rising from Kuai’s skin. He rolled his eyes, but stepped in anyway.

Hanzo turned around and went to grab some soap and a cloth. As he collected the items, he watched as Kuai stood under the stream, face tilted up and eyes closed. He looked so at ease. It felt like a shame to disturb him, but that ink wouldn’t clean itself.

As he began to walk back, Kuai’s eyes fluttered back open and he looked over with a smile. Hanzo got into the shower, and Kuai immediately wrapped his arms around Hanzo’s shoulders.

“Someone’s needy tonight,” Hanzo chuckled, letting Kuai press their lips together. Meanwhile, he began to wet the cloth.

“I love you.” Kuai kissed Hanzo repeatedly, and it was so hard to keep his attention on pouring the soap on the cloth.

“I love you too, I hope you always know that.” Deciding everything was ready, he put the bottle aside, and placed the cloth against Kuai’s chest, where the word “slut” was scrawled across. “No matter what we do in the bedroom, no matter what I call you, I love you.”

“I know,” Kuai sighed. He closed his eyes again when Hanzo began to gently rub at the ink. “As Johnny would say, Kawaii in the streets, Senpai in the sheets.”

Hanzo let out a barking laugh at Kuai saying something so ridiculous. “You, my dear, spend far too much time with that man.”

Kuai smirked, leaning forward to nuzzle their noses together. Hanzo’s hands ghosted along Kuai’s chest, easily gliding with how soaped up they were. Gods, he loved Kuai’s chest. His pecs were so defined but not solid, he loved just touching and feeling them. He looked down, the degrading word that had been there faded so that you could only just make it out.

“You truly are perfect, you know that right?” Hanzo questioned as he began to trail kissed along Kuai’s neck. The other man moaned at the action. Between the kisses Hanzo whispered, “every. Single. Inch. Of. You.”

“Hanzo,” Kuai whined, cradling Hanzo’s head and pushing his body closer. Hanzo mouthed at Kuai’s flesh, tongue gliding along flesh where the soap had been washed away. “Elder Gods, we were just at it not 5 minutes ago, you can’t possibly be horny again already.”

“Not horny,” Hanzo claimed, even as he felt himself beginning to stiffen again. He started going lower, trailing the cloth around to find the next word to rub from Kuai’s body. “Just can’t believe I’m with someone so beautiful.”

“Oh hush.” Kuai tried to sound exasperated but his giggle gave him away.

“Never,” he growled, kneeling in front of Kuai now, scrubbing at a mark on Kuai’s thigh. He reached his free hand around to grab Kuai’s ass, gently kneading the muscle as he rested his face against Kuai’s other thigh. “I will never hush when it comes to tell you how beautiful you are.”

He squeezed Kuai’s ass and began to kiss along the inside of Kuai’s thigh. Above him, Kuai brought an arm up to his face, covering his eyes with his forearm. His mouth was visible, and the dopey grin on his face was worth the world and more. The way the water traveled down Kuai’s body was mesmerising, especially as it began to bead and drip down his cock. There was a mischievous part of him that wanted to point out Kuai was also growing hard again, but decided not to.

He grabbed Kuai’s hips, gently turning him around so he could get to the words written on Kuai’s back. As he turned, Hanzo found himself face to face with Kuai’s ass, and he couldn’t help but lean in to lightly bite it. Kuai jumped slightly while gasping, before looking over his shoulder.

“Excuse me?” He asked in a scandalised tone. Hanzo couldn’t help but chuckle and nip at him again.

“How can I help myself when your ass always looks so biteable?” This time however, he kissed Kuai’s cheek instead, and the other man moaned slightly.

The next word was written just above Kuai’s ass, looking like a tramp stamp. He brought the cloth to it, as he buried his face back into the skin of Kuai’s ass cheek. His teeth sunk in again, and he felt Kuai’s hand reach down to grab his hair. Looking up, the word was gone, and now there was only one left, between Kuai’s shoulder blades.

He groaned as he stood up, wondering when he became an old man who made sounds of discomfort whenever he did a basic physical activity. Once he was on his feet, he made quick work of brining the cloth to the word. His other hand reached around to Kuai’s chest again, cupping one of his pecs. Hanzo’s lips found Kuai’s neck as he continued his worship by kissing down to his shoulder.

He rutted against Kuai’s ass, cock hard enough for it to be felt.

“I thought you weren’t horny again?” Kuai teasingly questioned, although he pressed back to rub against Hanzo’s crotch.

Hanzo let go of Kuai’s chest, hand trailing down his torso until he was grasping Kuai’s cock. Like he previously observed, his husband was also rock hard. He laughed at the embarrassed squeak Kuai gave.

“Seems I’m not the only one.” Hanzo nipped at Kuai’s ear, removing the wash cloth and throwing it to the side. He then pressed his hand between Kuai’s shoulder blades and pushed him forward. “We should take care of this shouldn’t we?”

As Kuai’s chest met the tiles, his hands came up to either side of his head for balance. The water was still pouring down them both, as Hanzo reached for his own cock. He guided himself toward’s Kuai’s entrance, still slick from their prior activities. He began to push in, and Kuai gasped, his hands clenching slightly as he did.

Hanzo was slow, savouring the feeling of Kuai’s tight hole for not the first time tonight. He felt his pelvis come to rest at Kuai’s ass. He reached one hand up around Kuai’s chest, one hand once more finding Kuai’s chest and squeezing while the other reached down for Kuai’s cock. He didn’t think they’d last too long this time, too wound up still, but that wasn’t the point. The hard and fast fucking had been done for the night, now it was time for the soft sweet love making.

He began to thrust gently, moving his hand along Kuai’s shaft as he did. Kuai softly moaned, turning his head slightly, lips pursed and searching for Hanzo’s. He wouldn’t disappoint him, and he lent forward to capture Kuai’s lips with his own. Their tongues danced together as Hanzo revelled in how Kuai clung to his cock.

“Hanzo,” Kuai groaned between Hanzo’s kisses, removing one of his hands from the wall to run his hands through Hanzo’s wet hair. He pushed Hanzo closer, kissing him deeper somehow. Hanzo was definitely not complaining about that.

His hand was gliding along Kuai’s cock, himself finding a rhythm with his hips. The fingers on his other hand were plucking at Kuai’s nipple gently. He had been right about not lasting too long, he already could feel himself approaching a climax. Given the fact he Kuai began to roll his own hips, he wasn’t far himself.

He increased the speed slightly, not to an extent the movements became rough, but just enough to seem a little desperate. He felt Kuai’s cock twitch in his hand, and Kuai pulled back from the kiss to moan loudly. Cum dripped down to the bottom of the shower, where it was quickly swept away by the current of the water. Kuai clenched around him as he came, and Hanzo shuddered at the extra pleasure it added. His hips jerked forward in a single movement, and seconds later, he was coming as well.

He slipped out, gripping Kuai’s arm and putting it over his shoulder. He turned off the shower, and lead both of them out, careful not to slip. He set Kuai down on a chair, before grabbing the biggest fluffiest towel he had and throwing it over the Cryomancer. Kuai wrapped it around him, head poking out, looking like an adorable burrito.

“Now,” Hanzo began, leaning down to kiss Kuai’s forehead again, “what else can I do for you?”

“Hm, I’d love some tea and chocolate,” Kuai happily sighed, although his brows drew together and he gave Hanzo a strange look. “I do hope you intend to dry yourself off first though.”

“Of course,” Hanzo replied, reaching for his own towel and beginning to rub himself down with it.

“Good.” Kuai lent back, pushing himself against the back of the chair, and snuggling up under the towel. “Can we cuddle too?”

Hanzo chuckled, as he worked to dry himself. “That’s ones a given, Snowflake.”

“Love you.”

“I love you too.”

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