Fifty Shades of EraserMic (Shades of EraserMic #1)

Under The Water

Shouta stood in the shower, letting the water soak his hair and run down his back to relax the tense muscles there as he braced his hands against the shower wall sighing softly as he opened his eyes staring at the water swirling towards the drain. He was tired. Very tired. Perhaps he and Hizashi should cut back on the sex so late at night on school nights? He and the blonde had been chewed out today by Nezu due to the countless reports of their obvious limping over the past couple of days.

Students and others alike worried they were perhaps injured somehow which was embarrassing that he'd failed to hide even a slight limp. He sighed softly lifting his face up letting the water wash down his face, dripping off of his jaw as he moved his hands up to rub at his face fiercely before groaning softly to himself. Just what did he do to hide his limp better? Nezu had told him to take time off, if he needed it, but he couldn't do that.

Refused to do it. He wasn't really injured in a way that mattered but the fact that he'd been limping due to the sex he'd had was too mortifying to admit out loud. He bowed his head tugging at the skin below his eyes fiercely before sighing as his hands pressed against the wall again. He might just have to refuse sex all together during the week if it was going to be that rough. They really didn't know how to hold back, did they?

They were always going at it like fucking monkey's or something and he was embarrassed over the fact it was so obvious days afterwards. He couldn't handle much more embarrassment provided by his students who threw questions at him, or the way Hitoshi always turned red when those questions were aimed at him. Even if he never heard or saw anything he wasn't stupid. He and Hizashi were amazingly affectionate around the house much to the teenager's dismay so it wouldn't take a scholar to piece two and two together.

Hitoshi hadn't even looked him in the eyes for days after this incident and Shouta wasn't sure he could bring himself to look at him either when the answer lingered in the air just why both men were limping. He didn't need to say anything, anyhow. Hitoshi wasn't a child but a teenager and while he himself wasn't running around having sex with Denki, it was still obvious to a teenager when someone is having sex.

Everyone had it, Shouta and Hizashi being no exception, but who wanted to have that type of conversation with their son? No one. No one did, that's who. He reached up scratching the back of his wet head as he stared at the shower floor again, leaning forward until he pressed his forehead against the cool shower wall, and he shut his eyes for a moment as he slid his hands along the shower until his forearms pressed against the top of his head.

He had to find a solution but where was it? He knew rationally he wouldn't hold out for a week, but he'd gone longer during exam season so surely, he could do it. He just needed to find his distractions and use them. The sound of the bathroom door clicking open made his eyes open, he tugged the curtain out of the way to find Hizashi leaning in looking at him with a wide smile on his face that made him groan.

He knew that look. Knew it well. He had his second choice up and ready for them to indulge in. He wasn't sure he could handle anymore embarrassment, anymore scrutiny on his end, but the blonde merely stood there smiling at him and he sighed out before he spoke. "What on Earth could you possibly want now, Zashi?"

The blonde bit his smiling lip before slipping into the steamy bathroom, shutting the door behind him then locking it making Shouta's brow raise as he noticed the blonde held one hand behind his back. He blinked slowly at his husband who swayed lightly on his feet, using his hips to move back and forth in a mesmerizing movement that he found himself gawking at before he forced himself to look up at his husband's face instead.

He couldn't just gawk at his husband like that without there being some kind of teasing tied into it and he huffed at the blonde who smiled sweetly at him now as he continued to sway his hips side to side lazily. Like he was tempting Shouta to watch the movement. "Are you going to tell me what you want or-"