Date: 2007-04-24 11:13 pm (UTC)
The brunette tipped his head back to rinse his hair, letting out a soft moan. Once he'd rinsed all the suds from his locks, he gave them a soft shake, even though the water soaked them far quicker than he could dry them.

Half of him wanted to grab Seifer and pull him against him, to kiss him hard and grind against him. But, not only would it be another sign of weakness, it would also ruin the fun of seeing how long Seifer would play chase.

He turned the water off, wrapping his own towel around his waist. "Coming?" He asked, scooping up his clothes, ready to walk out in just his towel. He grabbed Seifer's towel, giving it a tug, the blonde would either follow or lose his towel.
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