Bathroom scandals

The Problem

Bob and Nemo have been going steady for 6 months now and Nemo had wanted to fuck since day one. He was scared he was going too fast for Bob so he never said anything. And now here they are, sitting on Bob's couch watching Shrek and enjoying each other's company. Nemo loves Bob and wants to spend the rest of his life with him, but Nemo doesn't know if Bob feels the same.

Bob's POV

My boyfriend and I are watching my favorite movie for the 8th time today, but something seems off. He looks more tense than usual. "What's wrong" I ask him with a concerned look on my face. "It's nothing" He says with a sigh. I can tell something is bothering him but I don't want to pry so I turn back to the TV and try to enjoy the movie.

After Shrek goes off, I turn to Nemo to ask him if he wants to head to bed or watch something else. But to my surprise he's already asleep. He never falls asleep during Shrek, something must be really wrong. I don't want to wake him, so I'll ask in the morning. I carfully pick up the bowl he's in and take him to our room, it's kind of hard to open the door with him in my hands, but I manage to get it open. I set him down on the nightstand and walk to the dresser to get my pajamas ready. I walk to the bathroom and close the door to get in the shower.

Nemo's POV 

I don't know how to tell Bob that I want to take our relationship to the next level. What if he doesn't feel the same way? What if he wants to break up with me? I can't risk what we have right now. My head is filled with all these questions and worries and I somehow drift off to sleep.

The first thing I note when I wake up is that Bob is carrying me to our bedroom. I pretend to be asleep as he puts me on the night stand and goes into the bathroom. As soon as he closes the door I let out a sigh. I still don't know how to tell him. I hear the shower turn on, he's going to be a few minutes, I have time to think of something. I won't be able to put my plan in motion until tomorrow, but at least I'll have some ideas. Okay, so how are we supposed to have sex if I need water to survive? We can't do it in the bed, and I don't want to do it in the bowl. As I concentrate on trying to find someway to fuck my beloved without dying, my focus goes to the running shower. That's it! I know how we can do it! I still need to ask him, but I figured out a way we can fuck safely, but this will have to wait until morning. Soon enough Bob steps out of the bathroom fully clothed and tucks himself into bed, facing away from me. I start to fall asleep, the solution fresh on my mind. I just hope he says yes.