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[imthepilot]

[From here]

There rooms are a bit of a mess. Bodhi spend all night cooking and as much as he cleans as he goes, there's still a lot left to do. But it can wait. He puts the last ingredients away to be made into something else tomorrow.

He turns to Galen, shedding his jacket. "That was enjoyable. I missed markets like that."

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[imthepilot]

Bodhi gently guides Galen's hand away from the hollow of his throat. There's still a lingering memory of testicles associated with having the front of his throat covered but not enough to panic him. Not here with Galen.

He covers Galen's other hand with his own, encouraging Galen to stroke him deeper, to open him up. He wants this, wants Galen inside him. Wants to feel that again.

[galen_erso]

Galen uses that hand to open up Bodhi from behind, to slip in two fingers and probe for his pleasure while his other hand stays where it is, stroking.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi shifts his weight to make it easier for both of them, the water swirling around his nipples only adding to the sensation. He moans roughly, tight and flexing as Galen fingers him.

[galen_erso]

Galen gives a deep sigh of pleasure near Bodhi's ear, and adds a third finger.

[imthepilot]

He gasps, pleasure and pain balancing as he reaches back to bury his hands on Galen's hair. "Please? I need you. Galen. My Galen!"

[galen_erso]

"Inside you?" Galen whispers.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi's YES comes out as a pleading yelp of need, his thin chest heaving breathlessly.

[galen_erso]

He is still far too skinny, but it's getting better.

Galen pushes him up, and positions himself underneath, for Bodhi to sink down on his prick.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi shakes his head, too blown to form the words he needs. Instead he lifts off and shifts around a little clumsily. He needs to face Galen, needs to see his eyes, his face.

He straddles Galen's lap, reaching between them to line himself up as he lowers himself onto Galen.

Even after Galen's preparation, Bodhi is still shockingly tight and the water makes a strange connection. He howls Galen's name, trying not to break eye contact as he lowers himself onto Galen.

[galen_erso]

"Bodhi!" Galen gasps. "Is it -- good?"

He has two steadying hands on Bodhi's hips, thumbs pressing on the hip-bones.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi steadies himself on the edge of the bath, taking Galen in slowly, every inch making the water lap and dance.

He finally has Galen inside him, shaking with the intensity. Galen's words take a moment to sink in and he nods. "Good. Very- stars! Very good." He leans in to kiss Galen passionately, gasping as even the smallest movement changes the angle, the feeling.

Why does this feel like the first time? Only better. Because it's Galen.

[galen_erso]

It is the first time in a new body, for both of them.

Galen leans in to kiss him, deep and lingering. Then, he carefully moves his hip upwards.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi's breath catches, moaning into the kiss as he buries his hands in Galen's hair.

He moves with Galen rather than pushing against him, trying not to let himself get overwhelmed just yet.

"I love you." He whispers brokenly into the kiss.

[galen_erso]

"As I love you," Galen whispers against his lips, holding his eyes as they move gently together.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi wraps his arms around Galen's shoulders, moving slowly as they find their rhythm. Slow and deep, causing little waves that lap against the edge of the bath. Each breath, each pleasure shared.

[galen_erso]

Galen moans softly, thrusting up in time with their rhythm. "One," he sighs.

[imthepilot]

"Balance." Bodhi breathes, beginning to push back a little with each thrust, deepening and quickening their pleasure.

[galen_erso]

"Yes," Galen sighs. "Like this! Together!"

[imthepilot]

Bodhi kisses him, messy and desperate. It feels so good, so right. He wishes he had the words to tell Galen how much this means to him. But he suspects Galen knows.

He leans back a little, still holding onto Galen, changing the angle to make his moans pitch up.

[galen_erso]

"Bodhi!" he moans, "yes, Bodhi!"

His movements become a little more erratic, a little more urgent.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi isn't much better, panting wildly as he and Galen both feel the heat rise. The water splashes over the edge as Bodhi chases the high. "Galen! My Galen!"

[galen_erso]

Galen thrusts up into Bodhi, fiercely and greedily, aiming for just the right spot inside, more than his own pleasure.

[imthepilot]

Judging by the way Bodhi is falling apart in his arms, it's having the desired effect.

When it happens, it happens quickly, almost unexpectedly and Bodhi freezes, too overcome even to breathe as he spills between them.

[galen_erso]

His seed spirals through the water even as Galen clings to him and spills inside Bodhi, moaning loudly.

[imthepilot]

Utterly overcome, Bodhi leans his head on Galen's shoulder, panting hard and shaking with the sheer force of his release.

He tightens his arms, clinging to Galen as they come down.