[He presses himself close, wrapping his arms around his middle as he kisses him with careless enthusiasm. The heated water falls into his eyes, but he ignores it in favor of keeping this close proximity.]
[He laughs against Oliver's lips, twisting around to face him, slippery against him where their skin bumps and kisses.]
That shouldn't be a problem.
[Again he kisses him, savoring his lips as if they have gone days rather than seconds without indulging in one another. Then he reaches for the bar of soap that come standard with these little boxes of rooms each recruit is allotted and begins to rub it over Oliver's chest and stomach, leaving behind trails of suds.]
[Oliver returns the kiss every bit as eagerly. He feels revitalized, and indeed by the time Connor breaks from him to reach for the soap he is already notably interested despite his recent release.
His breathe hitches as Connor soaps him, and he wets his lips as he laughs softly. His touch is everything. If it were possible, he wishes ever shower were like this one.]
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[He presses himself close, wrapping his arms around his middle as he kisses him with careless enthusiasm. The heated water falls into his eyes, but he ignores it in favor of keeping this close proximity.]
I guess we'll just have to stick close.
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That shouldn't be a problem.
[Again he kisses him, savoring his lips as if they have gone days rather than seconds without indulging in one another. Then he reaches for the bar of soap that come standard with these little boxes of rooms each recruit is allotted and begins to rub it over Oliver's chest and stomach, leaving behind trails of suds.]
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His breathe hitches as Connor soaps him, and he wets his lips as he laughs softly. His touch is everything. If it were possible, he wishes ever shower were like this one.]
This is really, really pointless.