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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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[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.

[galen_erso]

"I love you," Galen gasps, his lips moving against the rim of Bodhi's ear.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi can barely manage coherent thoughts, let alone words. But he squeezes Galen tight, tears of joy in his eyes as he kisses Galen.

[galen_erso]

"My Bodhi."

The water settles around them as they quieten down.

[imthepilot]

"I love you." Bodhi manages to breathe, utterly spent in so many ways. Right now all he wants in the world is to hold Galen.

[galen_erso]

And Galen is content to do so until the water starts cooling down.

[imthepilot]

And Bodhi never like to be cold if he can help it. He shivers a little in Galen's arms. "Hmm, we should move to the bed." Someone sounds very, very sleepy indeed.

[galen_erso]

"Brief warm shower, then bed," Galen says, moving underneath him.

[imthepilot]

"Hot shower." Bodhi corrects, wincing as Galen slips out of him. "Then bed. And sleep in late."

[galen_erso]

Galen struggles to his feet, and offers a hand to Bodhi. "Careful you don't slip," he says. "Bathtubs can be tricky that way!"

This is his first bath as a grown man, after all -- and included love-making to soften his strength, too.

[imthepilot]

And the night before of cooking, and all day at the market. Bodhi leans on Galen as he gets out of the tub less than gracefully.

[galen_erso]

Galen turns on the hot shower and puts his arm around Bodhi to walk him the few steps over there.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi makes a softly agreeable sound and lets Galen guide him into the shower. Hot water helps and he rinses out his hair. "This was good. We should do more of this." Articulate he is not.

[galen_erso]

"Gladly," Galen says, spreading some sort of foam over both of them.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi purrs softly, eyes half closed, letting Galen wash him. He manages enough coordination to return the favour. Or at least to stroke gently at Galen's chest.

[galen_erso]

Galen chuckles and kisses him; and once the washing is done and the foam sluiced off, he turns off the shower, wraps a towel around Bodhi, and steers him to sit on the toilet lid while Galen dries himself thoroughly, accidentally affording a good view of his body from every angle, if anybody is still interested.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi wraps the towel closer, keeping himself warm while he admires Galen. And he is interested. And admiring. Greatly.

The goofy smile on his face is very sweet.

[galen_erso]

"You know you are about the cutest thing ever, like that?" Galen says, smiling fondly at him while rubbing at a sinuous thigh.

[imthepilot]

"All sleepy and sated?" Bodhi asks, curling a leg up under himself. "Because you look amazing all... wet and drying off?" He might come of a little punch drunk.

[galen_erso]

"Sleepy, sated, and with the sweetest goofy smile I can imagine," Galen says, running the towel over his bottom.