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°•° Truth or Dare °•°
After North had left me alone to undress, I was left alone with only my thoughts to distract me from my dirty mind.
I must control my uh--urges. Until someone came to get me tomorrow. I huffed, and gently lowered myself in my tub, that was after I tied a plastic bag Dr. Sean gave me for my leg.
"Wow," I moaned as the warm water relaxed my tense muscles. The sweet scent of roses were divine--and quite literally almost made me fall asleep.
"Can I come in?" Gabriel's hesitant voice called through the door. My eyes flew open in surprise,
"Uh--not to be rude...but why?" I replied sweetly. Gabriel chuckled, "I want to wash your hair. Now, are you decent?"
"I'm buck ass naked. But the water is covering me--so yeah." I called out humorously as a choking sound was heard from the other side.
"U-understood!" He stuttered before slowly opening the door and coming inside. I slid my body under the water, so the bubbles and petals masked more of my body as Gabriel opened his eyes and smiled.
"Ready for me to wash you beautiful fucking hair?" He asked kneeling down, holding two bottles in his ring-clad hands. I nodded quickly, as a large smile grew on my face. "Oh yes! Thank you!" I giggled and turned around causing the water to splash around me.
I heard a shuffling behind me before Gabriel filled a cup full of warm water and started wetting my hair.
"Gabriel?" I spoke up as his hands massaged the floral scented shampoo in my hair.
"Hmm?" He replied, distracted.
"Will Mr. Blackbourne let me use this tub again?" I shyly asked, peaking at him over my shoulder meeting Gabriel's amused eyes.
"I don't think there isn't anything Owen wouldn'tlet you do--except put yourself in danger." He added as an afterthought, a smirk gracing his plump lips.
I flushed deep red at the double meaning of his remark and turned swiftly back around, crossing my arms across my chest. For a seventeen-year-old teenager--I had big breasts--i was proud of them, but I didn't want to flash poor Gabriel.
On second thought--he wouldn't mind much.
"Just call me Gabe--Gabriel is a bit of a mouthful." He told me as my head lulled back in ecstasy. His fingers worked wonders massaging my head.
"Hmm...don't stop!" I whimpered as I felt his hands leave my hair. Gabriel or Gabe groaned loudly before rinsing the suds out of my hair without replying.
