Lost and Found - Chapter 18

Lost and Found
Chapter Eighteen
Steam

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Desmond stood without another word, smirking slightly, and walked towards the bathroom. He turned on the shower, turning the knob closer to hot. He let the water run over his hand until it turned warm. The fallen angel felt a strong pair of arms wrap around his waist and a cool pair of lips press against his neck. He smiled slightly.

Ivan closed his eyes and breathed in his angel's sweet scent. After a moment the vampire stepped into the shower, pulling the fallen angel in with him. The warm water cascaded down around their bodies, washing them clean of their previous... activities.

Desmond smirked slightly as he felt Ivan press up against his back again. The vampire really seemed to hate having Desmond out of his arms. He laughed slightly. "You're clingy, Ivan." He smirked, closing his eyes as Ivan kissed his neck again.

The vampire smirked. "I'm not clingy. I've already told you. You're too damn sexy."

The fallen angel laughed at that. He turned around in the vampire's arms so that he was facing Ivan and the hot water fell on his back. He leaned up and gently kissed the vampire. He parted his lips slightly beneath Ivan's cool lips.

Ivan deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue passed the boy's perfect lips and sweeping into his hot mouth. He moaned slightly into the angel's mouth.

Desmond closed his eyes as he felt the vampire's hands wondering over his stomach, chest and sides, their lips still locked in a passionate kiss. When they finally parted, Desmond's mossy green eyes fluttered open again and he smirked. "Maybe you're just too eager." He smiled. He took Ivan's wrists and gently removed his hands from his sides. "No stop it. I suggested a shower so that we could wash." He said, with mock severity.

The vampire frowned with disappointment, but he said nothing. He let the hot water cascade against his chest, rippling down his pale skin in rivulets. His bright violet eyes were fixed on Desmond as he watched the angel put some soap on a wash rag.

The fallen angel concealed a small smile, knowing, of course, that Ivan was watching him. He started to wash himself off with the rag, very slowly. He pretended not to notice Ivan staring at him as he ran the soapy rag up his sides and down his arms, closing his eyes as though it felt very good. Soap suds clung to every single curve on his perfect body, sliding down with agonizing slowness to the tub floor.

Ivan tried to suppress a low moan as he watched. He tried to wrap his arms around the fallen angel again, but again Desmond removed his hands. "No." He said, with the tone of voice of one chiding a small puppy for trying to follow when he was told to stay. "I told you. I'm trying to wash." He turned his back on the vampire, more to hide his wide smile then anything. He loved teasing Ivan.

The vampire failed to suppress a disappointed and begging groan. "Des..."

Desmond looked over his shoulder at the vampire, giving him a very serious look, which was not usual for the fallen angel. "No." He said again, a little more firmly. "You can wait."

Ivan just frowned this time, a little annoyed. He was pretty certain that the fallen angel was just teasing him, and the fact that Desmond outrightly refused to let him touch him was driving him crazy.

He watched as Desmond washed the back of his neck slowly, so that that pearly white soap suds slowly slid down the gently curve of his spine, lower and lower.... Ivan suppressed another groan as he watched the soapy water slide down the back of Desmond's perfect, wet legs. Damn angel....

Desmond smirked silently to himself as he heard Ivan's low groan. He was sure to send some more soap suds trickling down for the back of his neck again. Finally he turned back around to face the vampire, stepping around him slightly so that he stood more under the heavy spray of warm water. He washed all the soap from his body. He glanced at the watching vampire out of the corner of his eye and concealed another smirk. Ivan was already aroused just by his little show. Ivan wasn't a patient person, he wouldn't put up with Desmond's teasings, forever, but Desmond wanted to take it as far as he could, drawing it out as long as could.

The fallen angel put more soap on the rag. He face the vampire, bitting his bottom lip slightly as he stared at Ivan, smiling almost innocently. Almost. His mossy green eyes fixed determinedly on the vampire's bright violet gaze. "Want me to wash you now, Ivan?"

Without waiting for the vampire to reply, Desmond moved a bit closer to Ivan and started to wash his perfectly sculpted chest, running the rag slowly towards the vampire's toned stomach.

Ivan caught Desmond's wrist in his long fingers, stopping him from going lower. "That's not fair, Des." He said, his voice slightly tick as his other hand moved to the fallen angel's side.

Desmond looked up at the vampire and smirked. "What?"

A low growl escaped Ivan's throat as he pressed the angel back against the shower wall, taking Desmond's lips in a deep, bruising kiss.

Desmond barely had time to gasp as his back hit the cold wall before Ivan took his lips in the rough kiss. Okay, so he had taken it a little far, he'd admit, but that wasn't cause for Ivan to get rough. The angel broke the kiss, his mossy green eyes glaring at the vampire slightly. "No need to get mean." He muttered, slightly irritated.

Ivan smirked. "No fun when the other doesn't do what you want, is it?" The vampire's bright eyes flashed as he took the angel's lips in another kiss, a little less harshly this time.

The fallen angel rolled his eyes, but didn't break the kiss this time. He felt Ivan's hand take his other wrist in his free hand and the vampire lifted both of Desmond's hands above his head. "Ivan...." Desmond began, but the vampire kissed him again.

"You were teasing me, now I'm teasing you." Ivan muttered against the angel's lips. He dipped his head down to Desmond's neck lightly licking and nipping the soft flesh gently, lapping up the small rivulets of now-cool water that trickled down Desmond's throat.

Desmond tilted his head back, moaning slightly. "Oh come on, Ivan...." He pleaded, twisting his wrists slightly.

"No." Ivan's voice mimicked Desmond's. That voice of chiding a young puppy. He moved his tongue along the boy's collarbone, softly kissing the smooth skin. He moved his head down a little more and he took one of Desmond's nipples in his mouth, sucking gently.

The fallen angel gasped, his back arching off the wall slightly. The water had been neglected and was no longer warm but turning cooler each moment. It sent shivers down Desmond's spine, along with the vampire's administrations. "Okay, okay," He gasped, his body jerking slightly as Ivan started to use his teeth lightly. "I won't tease you anymore, I promise, okay?" He lifted one leg and wrapped it around one of Ivan's trying to pull him away that way since his wrists were still above his head. It didn't work well and just seemed to ecourage the vampire. "C'mon, Ivan...." He begged.

Ivan smirked. He could deffinately agree that it was fun to tease the other. But he finally seemed to decide that the water was getting too cool, even for his taste. He finally released the angel slowly, still smirking, and turned off the water. "I think we're clean enough now, don't you?" The vampire smiled and stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towl that laid nearby.

Desmond shook his head slightly as the vampire released him and turned off the water, but he smiled. He wasn't sure he'd ever understand Ivan. The fallen angel started to step out of the shower. He had forgotten about the soapy rag on the floor of the shower. He suddenly lost his footing on the slippery floor and released a small yelp as he fell towards the ground.

Ivan's lightning quick reflex was the only thing that kept him from an unpleasent encounter with the edge of the sink. The vampire swiftly caught the angel and righted him again. He smirked. "You should be more careful, Des."

Desmond felt his face redden slightly and he looked down, hoping his longer wet hair would hide it. "S-sorry...." He muttered.

The vampire just chuckled lightly, wrapping a warm towl around the fallen angel's shoulders. He kissed the back of Desmond's neck as he did so, wrapping his arms around the angel. "You're cute when you blush, Des." He murmured in an amused voice.

Being called cute made Desmond flush again. "Not cute...." He muttered under his breath, but he couldn't suppress a small smile as Ivan laughed. The angel turned around in the vampire's arms, resting his head on Ivan's shoulder and closing his eyes, sighing contentedly. The bathroom was still tick with steam and it felt really good, wrapped in a soft warm towl with Ivan's stong arms wrapped around him and this cool skin pressed against him. He wanted to stay like that for a while.

He felt Ivan press his lips against his dark blonde, wet hair. "I love you, Des." He murmured quietly.

Desmond smiled, pressing closer to the vampire. "I love you, too."