His dress (AnsonCharles)

Clean (15+)

Charles's POV

I try to kiss him, but he holds his hand up to my lips. "Nope. You're on your way to brush your teeth, sir. Then we can talk about anything else. Now go, find some toothpaste and I'll follow you when I clean after you so your house won't look like shit anymore."

He called me sir! I just nod, bite my lip again and go to the bathroom where I clean my teeth, use some mouthwash to get rid of the smell and start pouring a bath.

I (at least try to) stand in front of the tub, watching it fill up with water and start taking my clothes of. By the time I get some company, I am left in only my boxers. "You didn't plan on waiting for me?" he asks, pouting. I turn to him and gently hold his face. "I wanted you to have something to look at when you get here," I say and wink. He smiles and we kiss.

Anson's POV

I can feel he's not fully sober, since he can barely stand, so I gently push him to sit on the edge of the bathtub while I make a show for him.

I take off my pants first, followed by my boxers which I throw to him. He catches them, gives me a questioning look and finally just drops them on the floor (I'm pretty sure he just forgot he was holding something). I step in front of him, dressed in only my shirt which I slowly start to unbutton...

"Wait. Let me," he says softly, pulls the edge of my shirt to bring me closer and unbuttons it down to the last two buttons. Then he holds the collar and slides the shirt down my arms, paying more attention to my shoulders amd touching my skin than to the shirt itself. It just falls to the floor and leaves me butt-naked.

His hands are now traveling up my arms to my shoulders, along my collarbone and to my chest. He starta massaging my muscles and squeezing them. I pull him up so he's standing and hold his waist firmly so he won't stumble.

Charles's POV

I look up from his muscles and see he's staring directly into my face. I stop my hand on his abs and hold his neck with the other. I pull him in for a kiss. The hand on his abs travels upwards and squeezes his nipple. He moans into my mouth and I can feel it took him by surprise cause he shivers.

I occupy my hand furthermore and break the kiss to bite on his neck. First he moans then he gently pushes me away. I look at him confused when he motions his head to the bathtub. "The water will get cold..." I nod, take of my boxers and follow him into the bath.

He lays, leaning on the wall and I lay in his lap, leaning on his chest and resting my head on his shoulder. I start carresing his thigh while he massages my arms. We're playing with our toes and somehow I feel really peaceful and relaxed. I turn my head to the side so I can kiss his jaw. "I love you." He looks me in the eyes, smiles and says: "I love you too," before he kisses me.

Anson's POV

He turns around and I slid down the tub so we're in a less sitting and more in a lying position. He rests his head on my shoulder again and I hug him as thight as I can. I start rubbing his back and he starts carressing mine. We lay like that for some time, just cuddling. Then the water starts feeling a bit cold.

"Are you still awake?" He nods and humms. "Are you cold?" "Not yet..." he says absent-mindedly. I wonder what he's thinking. I look towards his eyes and see they're glued onto my shoulder.

I slide my hands down his back, grab his ass and pull him upwards so his nose bumps into mine. No warning, I just kiss him. "Well then let's make sure ut stays like that," I say and squeeze his butt as I kiss him again. Every time I pull him closer, I rub against his dick more and more. It actually surprised me it took so long for him to get hard.