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Takemichi retracted his head from the water and left all this heat slip on his skin. He did not see for a moment.
He waited for the steam to dissipate, then watched around him.
There was almost no one in the public baths, even if a very cold night can not prevent people from the good heat of a good bath, the commander and vice-commander of the Toman can.
More Takemichi followed them, -Mikey who wrapped his arm on his shoulders and dragged him here without explanation- less there were people here. He suspected that the intimidant aura of his friends were fleeing most customers.
The last few men were visibly about to leave.
Draken was in a corner behind a short tiled wall, taking filled buckets and throwing them over his head to wet his hair, preparing it for a shampoo. The tall young man loved taking care of his hair and didn't want to do it next to Mikey, who always ended up bothering him in his task.
The sounds of water jets were the only thing that echoed throughout the large room, accompanied by the sound of songs hummed randomly by Mikey.
Mikey.
By the time Takemichi blinked and followed his melody to better situate him, he noticed that the other blond was now the only person in the biggest bath with him.
Takemichi, who was now fully aware that they were almost alone, looked at him.
The other boy was currently facing away from him, enjoying the occasional swim with arm movements.
Mikey's long blond hair was completely soaked, he liked to dip his head and get back up, like Takemichi. Hot water ran down his arms and back. His delicate skin was really pale, a few places had reddened.
He almost saw Mikey shudder every time the heat left his body when he surfaced, but Takemichi was probably imagining it.
His gaze scrutinized the details of this naked body. Hardly ashamed to be so mesmerized by him, he was two boys after all. It was perhaps also the fact that Takemichi, like all the rest of the population who encountered this presence, had to recognize one thing about The Invisible Mikey : a charisma that took up all the space, once the gaze was captured he had all our attention. Naked body or not.
With this statement established in his head, Takemichi scrunched his face in deep concentration.
He didn't know how the concerned person would take it if he said it out loud, but Mikey was like a tough princess. Much too cute and charming. A very soft, pretty, round face, with feminine features. He was about his age and about his height. He is even older and smaller than him in reality, he is a relatively small guy.
But damn, our bodies have nothing in common.
He wasn't contracting them voluntarily at the moment but Takemichi could see his muscles very clearly.
His arms were bigger than they appeared under his usual layers of clothing. He had broad shoulders and a handsome back for his height too, Takemichi couldn't help but think it was a waste for him to hide all that under larger sizes. Mikey turned around a little, exposing his abs to view, Takemichi mentally screamed.
It was only until he turned his head towards him that Takemichi finally realized that he was talking to him. A curious expression on his face.
Mikey's eyes followed his look to his own body.
"Uh, do I have a scratch or something ?"
"What- oh, no !"
"So what is it ? Ahah you're so weird sometimes, Takemitchy. You were making a funny face just now." He giggles. "Tell me, what is it ?"
Takemichi promptly hid his face half in the water and looks away nervously, but Mikey didn't let him get away with it and insisted by repeating his question, that made Takemichi grunt and glared weakly at him.
"It's just- you're so huge !" He shouts with a shaky voice as he raises his arms in the air in exasperation. It splashed all around him.
"What ?"
His giggling stopped and Takemichi blinked in confusion at his dark eyes, was he really going to force him to say it ?
He stepped back with a sigh to rest his back against the wall of the bath.
"You toman guys are incredible, in my school my friends and I were the strongest of our level. I'm in good physical shape, I fight a lot... but I don't have all these muscles. You have such an impressive body, it's frustrating, I don't know..." He explains, moving his hands.
Mikey looked up with an arched eyebrow and dove into the water up to his shoulders, seeming to think.
"Ah, you're jealous then."
"Admiring ! I think... ?" He sighs again. "... I wonder if one day I could see that in a mirror or could touch a body like that, to see what it feels like..."
Mikey did nothing more except stare at the younger's body, his eyes taking in everything that could be seen on the surface and in the blur of underwater, he looked at his own a few times too, seeming deeply in his thoughts.
A heavy silence had settled and Takemichi was so embarrassed under his scrutinizing gaze that he prepared to hide with his arms, but he stopped in his movement when he saw drift in the water coming towards him.
Mikey caught his breath as he approached him. He stood in front of him, his eyes carefully scanning his face again.
Takemichi waited.
The water was still moving around them when he asked the question.
"... You want to touch ?"
Takemichi's eyes opened wide. Mikey smiled playfully.
"It's okay, just put your hands like this." Mikey says calmly, grabbing Takemichi's wrists and placing them on him.
The first contact immediately set his entire face on fire.
His hands flat against his bare stomach immersed in water. It was as if someone had just raised the temperature of the water by a few degrees in just one second.
Mikey flinched slightly before moving forward, pressing himself further into his palms.
Takemichi gasped, with this sudden proximity, feeling as if he could feel every movement of his body and his breathing against his skin, plus the vibrations of the faint waves around them. His posture adjusted down to his feet so he was more firmly standing in place so as not to sway.
Takemichi panicked a little, but, with a timid hesitation, he slid his hands a little over the shapes he could touch before looking up at Mikey to give him a questioning look, to ask for permission.
Mikey signaled him to continue with a smaller smile as he continually stared into his eyes and he released his wrists, challenging him.
Takemichi bit his lip before looking down to focus on what was happening.
He began to trace his abs again more decided, and very gently learning the details of such musculature. The surface was very tense, the edges were firm, more strong than the faintly defined ones he had. Takemichi had never been more admiring and envious in his entire life, realizing once again that Mikey's strength doesn't come from nowhere.
It looked- it felt so entrancing.
His fingers then moved up with some haste to feel the shape under his pecs, lingering on this bounce, then he brought them down to repeat.
"Yes, like this." Mikey moves his shoulders, hips and stomach slightly to follow his movements, guiding him.
Their eyes juggled at slow intervals between those of the other and at the place where their skins met under the water.
Mikey hummed, closing his eyes, seeming to relax with the warmth and touch. Takemichi's eyes sparkled with awe.
It's almost like petting an animal, like a big cat.
With soft skin and hard muscles.
A tender warmth that is pleasant to rub.
Takemichi gulped.
He decided to take advantage of the fact that he was no longer looking at him to be able to observe more his face for a moment, while he continued his gestures.
The entire interaction was so intimate that in a small corner of his mind he was irritated that Mikey seemed casual with it, but once he got a better look at him he realized that he was completely wrong.
Maybe it was the fact that he was pressing his palms a little more firmly and trailing his fingertips a little further, but Mikey's expression contorted slightly at times. The wet blonde locks swaying in front of his face did not completely hide it, slight fluttering of eyelashes, with pretty pursed red lips, he had a little pink tint to his cheeks too.
Mikey's so hot, he thinks.
Takemichi would have to blame all the heat around him -that prevented him from thinking clearly by invading his mind with the desire to see more of these reactions- for the intensification of his palpations. To please him. And maybe he really wanted to touch him more too, just feel him a little more, he didn't know anymore with his thoughts confused by so many sensations.
Before he knew it his mouth had opened, breathing softly to control the beating of his heart which was racing a little too much.
"Mikey-kun..."
At that, Mikey opened his eyes.
He moved even closer to the point where one of his legs was between Takemichi's. He put one of his forearms against the wall right next to his head, splashing them wildly from the sudden agitation, his other hand was somewhere on the edge of the bathtub, trapping Takemichi against the wall. Silently begging for more of his touches.
He gave him a vitrous look that Takemichi would never forget.
Without the need for words, Takemichi's own body understood the message.
He himself wanted more.
His hands were fully caressing him now, massaging the entire area in front of him as much as he could. Going so far as to brush against his nipples until pressing on his abdomen with less and less caution. From his blurry vision Takemichi could see Mikey's arms twitch, his shoulders tense and all their water movements lurched between them.
The feeling of all his muscles contract and relax under the passage of his hands is addictive and so telling, which he could no longer do without, he was now convinced that he could feel his breathing. It motivated him to give him even more pleasure. He could feel all the tremors he was causing. Quivers that danced with his own wrists that were also trembling.
Honestly, if he wasn't panting himself, he might even hear that Mikey's breathing had quickened. Their breaths mixing towards each other's neck and cheek in vaporous clouds.
But Takemichi could hear the faint moans from time to time passing his lips which were now parted.
In fact, he was paying close attention to them, soft noises that encouraged him even more to touch him in certain places, the ones he seemed to like the most. Takemichi complied gladly every time when he heard this mesmerizing chant, stroking towards his chest and ribs, before returning to his own favorite movements. And Takemichi particularly liked testing the area towards his small waist, gently moving down and grabbing him with both hands then rolling his hips towards him.
They definitely could no longer stand the little distance that remained between them.
Their pairs of eyes locked with each other at the same time when something touched his thigh under the hot water.
A common shiver passed between them and time slowed down for a moment.
Their half-closed eyes didn't leave each other while Takemichi's thumbs continued to trace circles on his waist, he held him and brought his body a little closer to him again, after a little resistance Mikey let himself be carried away.
Mikey had a slight frown on his eyebrows that Takemichi wouldn't have seen if their faces weren't inches apart. With only their heavy, brumous, hot breaths between them. Takemichi also noticed that now his whole face was flushed, as if he too couldn't take this fucking heat anymore.
Mikey was the one who broke the silence, "Takemitchy," he begins, his dark eyes now capturing the other's lips, "you know, I always wanted to-"
A loud growl that echoed throughout the large room interrupted him.
Mikey turned his head towards the noise, but when Takemichi instinctively retracted his hands Mikey turned back to him again and quickly grabbed one of his wrists.
They didn't need to see him to hear the other grunts from Draken to understand that shampoo had slipped into his eyes.
A few long seconds passed and Takemichi would swear he was about to pass out from the heat and the tenseness but he didn't dare look away.
But, Mikey finally closed his eyes long enough to let a big sigh escape his lips before releasing his hand and walking away from him. If Takemichi was somehow disappointed and had looked at his lips briefly he would have to hide his hands behind him and move his body a little further to contain himself, so that's exactly what he did.
A short cough interrupted his thoughts. Mikey was now at the other end of the bath, visibly twisting his head this way and that to make sure no one else was there, and Takemichi couldn't help but think that something indecent had just happened in a public bath.
He pressed his legs together and he leaned his body forward. He didn't notice that Mikey was now oddly hiding his front too, with his back to him as before, until he spoke to him again.
"I can help you one day, you know, to practice. Learn to fight, stay in shape, gain muscle, whatever you want." He quickly says all in one breath.
Takemichi didn't trust his voice so he nodded swiftly.
When Draken finished washing his hair and told them to leave Mikey rapidly got up while Takemichi looked away and replied that he wanted to stay a few more minutes.