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Who __ Irvine & Norman
What ___ Showering and ... almost smexing?
Where ___ Showers, then Irvine's Cell
When ___ Evening
Warnings ___ NC-17 for slightly smutty.

The hot water stung Irvine's skin, as he closed his eyes and stood under the water. He was unaware of anything, as he soaped his skin up, the steam letting his hands rub over his body, not noticing someone coming close to him.

That someone was Norman, who had entered the showers for some much-need relaxation. Getting to look at all the naked men was just a plus. His eyes found the familiar figure of Irvine almost instantly, and the sight of him went straight to Norman's groin. Grinning, Norman chose a shower right next to the brunette, and turned on the water.

The sound of more water made Irvine turn his head slightly, but the hot water could hide his blush as he turned his head back to the shower head, putting his head down for a moment. He didn't know what to say. He hadn't seen Norman in a long time. he ran the soap through his long hair, lathering it up.

Norman was never short of something to say. "Hey," he said in greeting. "It's been a while. Good to see you again, Irvine." He turned so his eyes could pass up and down that gorgeous body. "Very good," he added, before going back to washing himself.

At the last phrase he blushed more, but cleared his throat, "Ah! ... Norman ... how've you been ... yeah it has been a while ... " he said with a bit of nervousness. He let the hot water run through his hair, groaning a little.

He just smiled. There was something endearing about Irvine's embarrassment. Kind of cute, actually. He unashamedly kept stealing glances at the taller man while trying to wash himself at the same time. "The warm water feels good, doesn't it?" he commented. He made an almost sensual sigh as he ran his fingers through his hair, then let them slowly trail his chest.

"Y... yeah ... it does" he murmured. Truth was he didn't know how to react to Norman. He'd never really been the flirtatious type with a guy, it was always the ladies ... even then he got smacked a lot. He wrung his hair out, and stood under the hot stream, letting it run across his chest, tilting his head back. "I could tthink of a few things I'd rather feel ..." he realized after he said it, that it was quite a phrase. He coughed, "I mean ... "

"Hm?" Norman tilted his head to the side, glancing at Irvine. It was fun playing with him like this, but Norman just wished the man would say clearly what he wanted. "I could think of something too," Norman said quietly, eyes trailing over Irvine again.

Irvine looked at Norman for a moment. He ... had no idea how he felt about this guy. More so, it was the fact that his girlfriend had already figured he was going around with other guys. he wondered just why he wasn't adventurous enough to go for it. He bit his lip.

Norman pursed his lips. Fine, he would try the direct approach. "You know, Irvine... you're very sexy right now."

Irvine blinked. he didn't know what to say "I uhhh .... I ... ummm ... thanks?" he said with a visible blush now, turning to look at the other guy. "I ... you ... do ... too?" he said with a really nervous soud.

Norman had the impulse to laugh, but thankfully didn't. "If you really think so, why are you just standing there?" He turned so Irvine would have a full-frontal view. "I would be all over you in a second, if I knew you wanted me to be."

Irvine blushed, "I ... " Irvine turned a bit, and looked up at Norman. "The truth is ... I've never ... been ... with ... a guy ... " he said softly. He was being honest, looking over Norman slowly. "So I ... ummm ... didn't know how to ... uhhh" he rubbed the back of his neck, "Go about things"

Norman nodded, as if he understood the situation. "I'll help, if you want me to," he said, moving suddenly so he was within arm's length of the taller man. He shivered at the sudden cold, and waited.

It was always the first step, he thought. Irvine nodded, and stepped forward out of the water, his hair dripping water along his chest, "I ... I think I do" he said with a little nervous sound.

"It's a little cold, don't you think?" Norman said, trying to look as non threatening as possible. "We should... warm up." He closed in those last remaining inches, having to stand up on his toes to reach around Irvine's shoulders. They'd kissed before, so Irvine shouldn't protest a kiss now. Or so Norman hoped, as he pressed their lips together.

Irvine twitched a little at first, but relaxed into the kiss, letting his hands rest on the other man's shoulders, his hair brushing the other's cheek as he let himself fall into it. He closed his eyes.

Well, that was encouraging. At least Irvine didn't try to get away from him. One hand drew away from Irvine's shoulders so Norman could play with the man's long hair. He wanted to get closer, to feel skin on skin. He could wait, and let the kisses progress as they would.

Irvine let himself lose his senses for a moment, and step closer for the warmth, kissing a little harder, as his hair was played with. It seemed to make him more interested as he shivered a bit more, goose bumps raising along his arms, as he sucked in a hard breath.

Norman's lips twitched into a smile. Both hands buried in Irvine's long hair this time, fingers gently weaving through the strands and delicately brushing stray hairs away from Irvine's skin. It was a good excuse to touch the man. He parted his lips in a silent request for more.

Irvine blushed slightly, a moan passing his lips from the touches. He shivered and opened his eyes enough to see the other's lips, before diving into them again.

"Irv...." He barely managed to get out the man's name. Norman needed some way to communicate his longing for Irvine's hands. One hand stayed in the man's hair, and the other dropped down to delicately run across Irvine's shoulder and down his arm.

His hand raised a little, as if he understood, sliding his hand tentatively against the other's chest, and up to his neck, a small purring sound coming from him.

Norman immediately responded by pressing more firmly into their kisses. He leaned closer, placing his hand on Irvine's chest while the fingers of his other hand continued their play in the long wet hair.

Irvine groaned, and let his hand stroke the other man's neck, his free hand stroking along the man's side, his hands moving nervously.

He could feel Irvine's touches were nervous. He pulled back from the kisses, but kept his hand where it was so they could look at each other. "Irvine, you can tell me to stop if you don't want this." Even as Norman said this, his other hand was wickedly trailing down the man's chest to his stomach.

"I .... " he mumbled. "I'm just ... new to all this" he said softly, biting his lip for a moment, "'Fraid of someone walking in on us..." he added, looking around.

"Afraid of what they'll think, seeing you with me?" Norman asked, trying to sound playful. His hand mercifully stopped before it got down to Irvine's crotch.

"No ... ... more afraid of someone trying to stop us ... or even worse join in ... " he blushed.

"Hmm, good," Norman purred, leaning up to nibble at Irvine's lips. "Say what you want, and I'll do it for you. You know how long I've wanted you?"

Irvine looked at him, tilting his head for a moment, "You have?" he said softly, and thought. What DID he want? "I .... I don't know what I want ... cept for ... well ... you ..." he said softly.

"... Oh?" That comment unexpectedly made his cheeks flush red. "Oh, well... then... try not to be so shy around me," Norman said, trying to get back his usual confidence. He used Irvine's arms as an anchor to pull his body close to the taller man's... very close, so they were flush against each other. "Is this... all right?" Norman asked, watching Irvine closely.

Irvine looked at him, tilting his head for a moment, "You have?" he said softly, and thought. What DID he want? "I... I don't know what I want... cept for... well... you..." he said softly.

"... Oh?" That comment unexpectedly made his cheeks flush red. "Oh... well... then try not to be so shy around me," Norman said, trying to get back his usual confidence. He used Irvine's arms as an anchor to pull his body close to the taller man's... very close, so they were flush against each other. "Is this all right?" Norman asked, watching Irvine closely.

Irvine blushed. He took a deep breath, and nodded. It was hard to get over that initial nervousness. He was new at all this, and the idea of getting rid of years of programming by his family, his life ... had to be pushed away. And he had to stop thinking about what Gincho would think! It would just make him feel guilty. He smiled shyly.

Norman was honestly baffled. He'd never known a guy that wouldn't jump him, especially when he was pretty much throwing himself right at the guy. He wasn't used to being this aggressive, and he was certainly not used to going this slow with anybody. Norman felt his body getting very excited being so close to Irvine, and he closed his eyes in an effort to calm down. "... It's a little cold," he said, and indeed he was trembling, though it wasn't all from cold.

Irvine nodded, it was kind of getting cold. He thought for a moment, and smiled, "Why don't we go back to my cell. My roomate's in solitary apparently ... he's never there" he said with a slightly sly smile, and let his arms wrap around the other man's, daring a tentative kiss to the other's lips.

"Your cell...?" Norman repeated, cracking his eyes open and locking his gaze with Irvine's. "Sure," he agreed, and pulled away from Irvine. That was an encouraging step. Norman turned off the water on his shower, and couldn't resist wiggling his hips a little to show off for Irvine.

Irvine turned off his shower, and laughed a little as he watched Norman. He grabbed his towel, wrapping it around his waist and securing it with one hand. he went to grab his pile of clothes, debating on putting them on.

A laugh... very encouraging. Norman grinned and toweled himself dry. He went ahead and put clothes on. Because... well, no need to let the whole prison know how excited his body felt at the moment. "I didn't expect you to actually consider walking through the prison in just a towel," he commented slyly.

Irvine thought for a moment, then laughed at himself, drying off enough to slide on his jeans, foregoing the rest of his clothes. "Well that'll do." he said simply, tossing the rest over his shoulder. He looked at Norman, "Hey I've got a one track mind."

Norman smirked at him. "I won't complain about that, believe me," he replied. As long as that one track was directed at him, Norman would be pleased. He walked near Irvine as they headed back to the brunette's cell. "They'll all think you paid for me," Norman mentioned. "But I won't ask for money."

"paid for you?" he blinked ... that was ... well that was just weird. Norman wasn't a hooker ... was he? Naw ... not norman. he was just a barber "Let em think whatever they want" he said with a wave of his hand. "They're all a bunch of dayumned bastards anyway" was that a twang to his voice? He cleared his throat.

The blonde let out a loud snort that quickly escalated to a laugh. He had never heard anyone call their fellow prisoners "dayumned bastards" before. "Cute," he grinned. "Will I get the pleasure of hearing you speak like that more often?"

Irvine blushed, and rubbed the back of his neck, "I ... ah ... I dunno" he said with a laugh, "I ... ummm ..."

"You're getting shy again," Norman said, poking Irvine playfully. "I was teasing you, Irvine, though I really did think it sounded nice. More... you, I guess." He walked a bit more slowly, waiting for Irvine to guide him into whichever cell belonged to the tall brunette.

Irvine led him towards the cell he had been in since he had got here, moving to the bottom bunk, and sitting down on it, tossing his clothes to a pile on one side. "I guess so  ... I try to hide it. Most people think I'm an idiot when I talk like that."

Norman actually hesitated before following Irvine inside. He decided he would stand for now, and wait to be invited. "Let them think whatever they want," he said. "Right?"

Irvine reached his hand out, and in a randomly daring move, pulled Norman onto the bed and beside him, "Right" he said finally, cocking his head curiously as if wondering if he had done the right thing.

He wasn't expecting that, but when he felt Irvine tug on him he tried to angle himself so he wouldn't stumble or anything embarrassing. The best way he could think of to reward Irvine's boldness was with something physical, so Norman kissed the corner of the man's mouth.

Irvine smiled, and let his hands slide over the other man's skin, slow arcs as if testing to see what would make him react, along his chest, and down his stomach.

Pretty much anything was sensitive for Norman; it was what made him good at his "other" job. Already aroused from the shower, Norman could tell his pants were going to get uncomfortable really fast if Irvine kept touching him like this. Without even thinking about it he placed a hand on Irvine's leg to support himself as he leaned toward the touches.

Irvine smiled again, and let the other man move close and lean in, his hand rubbed down slowly, as if nervous. down to the pants that were starting to tent, rubbing gently, as if testing the pressure.

His hips jerked a bit, partly from surprise that Irvine would actually touch him there, and half from the pleasant feeling it caused. "Irvine," he moaned pleadingly.

Irvine looked so genuinely nervous he'd done something wrong that he paused, "Too much?" he said softly, biting his lip.

"No!" Norman said, a bit too loudly. "I mean... no, it feels good." He couldn't help feeling a little amused. "Surely you know how good it feels to be touched there, Irvine."

Irvine blushed, and looked at the man, "Y... Yeah ... I do but .... " he smirked. "I'm just not used to your body yet ... once I am I'll have all the more fun exploring it"

"Well..." Norman smirked back, taking Irvine's hand and pressing it more firmly to his clothed erection. "What's stopping you from exploring me now?"

Irvine pressed, and rubbed, stroking the outline "Because I'm always nervous exploring something new and enticing" he said softly, sliding his hand back up to slide under the band of the pants.

Norman shuddered at the touch, trying not to moan loudly. He'd done this so many times with so many different men, yet something about Irvine's uncertainty made it feel like brand new. He rested a hand on Irvine's leg and started slowly up. "Go on," he encouraged.

Irvine slid his hand under the other man's pants to get a better grip at him, rubbing his palm against the man's erection more forcefully, moving to nip at the man's neck gently.

This time he couldn't control the loud moan that escaped. He leaned forward, his hands braced on Irvine's legs for support as he craned his neck for more. And while he had them there, Norman decided he might as well give Irvine some pleasure too. His fingers slid up the man's thighs and teasingly running over his crotch.

Irvine groaned as he kept his hand working, gentle, steady, tracing his tongue along the slightly bulged veins, up to his ear, nipping at the lobe.

A partner's groan was always a very satisfying thing to him. Norman smiled, rubbing Irvine's crotch just enough to create a bit of friction. Irvine's tongue was very skilled. It made his skin tingle to feel it along his skin. Just imagining how it would make the rest of his body feel made his breath hitch. "You're good...," he whispered.

Irvine blushed, and pulled his mouth back a little, "Nah ... just curious" he said softly, moving back to his neck, and down to his chest, looking up at him.

"I think you're good," Norman insisted, keeping one hand pressed to Irvine's crotch as the other trailed its way along the man's stomach. "I'm not used to anyone taking their time with me. So keep going, and... let me come soon, please?" he added with a soft whine.

Irvine blushed more, kind of embarrassed. he was used to teasing ... and drawing it out until their body would double over at a mere touch. But he understood, and moved his hand a bit more, stroking a bit harder.

Norman of course was the opposite. He was more used to it being over with fast. He moaned his relief when Irvine stepped up the pace, and tried to arch even closer. Norman was so close his breath teased Irvine's neck. He grinned, and instantly put his own mouth to work sucking on the skin and making wet trails with his tongue.

Irvine kept his pace moving faster, stroking harder, and letting his other hand rub along his skin as he moaned himself, shivering slightly.

"Irv...," he choked out, pressing his face to the man's neck and holding onto him as his orgasm hit. His cry was mostly muffled, his body shuddering through the release. He gave himself a few minutes to recover and get his breathing back to normal. Norman couldn't remember the last time he'd been made to orgasm through only a touch. And both of them were still mostly dressed. He pulled back and grinned at Irvine.

Irvine pulled back once the man had recovered, slowly sliding his now-coated hand free, looking at it with a bit of a smirk, moving his hand about and smiling to Norman, letting his dry hand brush the man's forehead.

He always liked being touched, so the simple brush on his forehead made him smile even more. Norman lifted his hands to cup Irvine's face, pulling him down enough to kiss the taller man. "So, you want to keep me for a while?" he asked.

Irvine chuckled at the phrasing, and pulled his mouth back. "If you'll let me" he said with a grin.

"Please do," Norman insisted. "I like you, and there's so much we can do together. With plenty of time to do it." He smirked, letting Irvine take that whatever way he wanted.

Irvine smiled, and looked around, "I like you too Norman ... I just didn't know how to say it ... I'm not used to going after other guys ... " he said with a smile, stroking through the man's hair.

"I didn't notice," Norman smirked playfully. He leaned carefully toward Irvine's hand, feeling very comfortable like this. "Guess that means I get to be the aggressive one, doesn't it?"

Irvine smiled, "If you ... want to. I suppose we'd get further" he said as he laid back a little.

Yep, it definitely looked like Norman was the aggressive one. Not really a bad thing, just something he wasn't used to doing. "Honestly... yes, I want to. I almost always want to. I'm very good at sex. It's everything else I'm new at."

"Whereas I'm more adept at teasing ... we might just have to teach each other a few things" he grinned .

"Something else I'm already good at," Norman said happily. "I think that's what I like best about you, Irvine. You're very cute when you get embarrassed."

Irvine looked at him and blushed more, before hiding his face with his hand, "It's not cute ...." he mumbled.

"You're too easy," Norman chided him, trying to pry his hands away. "I bet you're ticklish too, aren't you?"

Irvine stiffened as he mentioned ticklish, looking at him with one of those -you wouldn't- looks, biting his bottom lip.

Oh, yes he would. It was Irvine's fault for suggesting the teasing, so he shouldn't complain... too much. Norman gave him a wicked grin before setting his fingers to work finding ticklish spots. He guessed the stomach was a good area to start with. They would end up spending the rest of their time together that day in that way - finding spots that got a reaction from the other.