VOLUME I ━ five hargreeves

shower time - 🦽

"Hey! Get out, you perv!" You joke lightly, trying to shove Five out of the bathroom, but failing miserbly. You givd up and turn around, bending down to turn on the shower.

"Hmm... Nah, I'm not leaving, sweetheart," Five laughs, smirking widely at you. You blush as you feel him creep up behind you, moving your hair behind your ear and kissing your neck softly. He looks over at the closed shower curtain, and mumbles softly.

"Thats my girl, I was wondering when you were gonna turn on the shower," he says, making you cringe. "Your really fucking cheesy, you know that, Five? What happened to you being stone-cold and heartless?" You asked, chuckling along with him.

You turn around in his arms, pushing him back to sit on the closed toilet seat. You smirk, and slowly let the towel pool around your feet. You watch as his eyes widen slightly, his earthy-green eyes becoming overtaken by his blown pupils.

"You can join me... if you want," you say, your voice sultry. He clears his throat, looking down your body without shame.

"Uh..." His eyes flick towards the shower, and then you before he looks at you, tearing his gaze from your body to your face. "I believe you're the one who told me to get out..." he mumbled, standing up and walking over to you. He towers over you as he caressed your bare hip, and he whispers lightly. "Make up your mind, sweetheart."

You shrug, acting unbothered. "Okay then.."

You slip out of his arms, smirking at his surprised face and turn around, getting into the shower. You peek your head out as you close the cutrain, keeping your gaze on him teasingly. You wait for him to get in, and after a few seconds of silence, he opens the curtain again, stepping in with you. You smirk, running your hands down your chest, teasing him.

He smiles lightly, the water running down onto his hair and wetting it instantly. I watched in awe and adoration as he reached behind me to grab the shampoo and handed it to me.

"Whats this for?" I asked stupidly, still somewhat in a trance. He grinned, and told me it was for me to wash his hair with. I raised an eyebrow at his suggested words and crossed my arms. "You know, if you want me to wash your hair, you might want to ask before you assume I'm just going to do whatever you want me to do."

"But aren't you going to do it anyways?" He asked, feigning confusion. I stayed silent, not asnwering him and his grin reappeared victoriously. I sighed in defeat, squirting some soap onto my hands and beckoning him to lean down. He did so, and I slowly started to lather the soap into his hair, scratching his scalp gently.

He groaned quietly at the feeling, and held onto my hips. "That feels so good," he breathed out, glancing up at me through his lashes. I smiled, staying quiet before I started to hum out a melody. He closed his eyes, sighing in pleasure as I continued to clean his hair. After I was done with the lathering, I leant his head back and ran my fingers through his hair until all the soap came out into the drain.

I reached behind me, grabbing the conditioner and doing the same thing I did with the shampoo, butterflies fluttering madly in my stomach because of the noises of pleasure Five was making. I finished with the conditioner and once again, leaned his head back to wash it out.

I grabbed the loofa, squirting soap onto it and rubbing the soap into the scrubbie. I focused on washing his chest gently, my fingertips ghosting over his skin. He shuddered softly, looking down at me as I washed him.

I turned him around gently, scrubbing his back clean and the throwing the loofa down. He glanced behind his shoulder as he heard it thud, going to ask what I was doing, but I cut him off as I started massaging his back, making him moan softly.

He tilted his head back slightly, his hands holding onto the little ledge where the bar of soap went. "Fuck, that feels good.... Don't stop, please.." he mumbled, hissing quietly as I managed to crack his lower back. I finished with that, and then grabbed the shampoo, handing it to him like he did with me, and demanded him to wash my hair.

He smiled before he started doing my hair, doing the exact same thing I did when I was washing his hair. It felt good, the way he massaged my head as he washed it, and a shiver ran down my spine as he kissed me gently on the shoulder, nipping at my neck. He chuckled gently as I gasped softly for him.

"Do you want to...." he trailed off, unsure of asking me that question. I nodded anyways, turning around and planting my lips onto his. He groaned softly into the heated kiss, grabbing my thighs and hoisting them up around his waist. He leaned me against the wall, before he pulled back, breathless.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice laced with uncertainty. I nodded gently and frowned when he hesitated to do anything. "Five, is this your first time?" I asked quietly, and he went beet red, turning his head away as he mumbled a small yes. I smiled, before grabbing his face and bringing it forward to face me. My eyes pierced his green ones, and I kissed him deeply and hopefully passionately, wanting to tell him many things through that one kiss.

He seemed to understand, and he visibly relaxed. He slowly pushed inside of me, earning a small gasp from me as I felt him stretch my walls. He let out a shaky moan, his breath hitching as he slid in deeper. I moaned softly for him, which in turn made my groan quietly from my encouraging noises.

"Fuck, Five..." I whimpered as he fastened his pace, now somewhat thrusting harshly into me. He seemed to not able to get enough of me, the mere thought making my stomach tense and flutter.

"Shit..." he hissed, his voice shaky. He pounded faster, his breaths coming out ragged as I clawed my nails down his back. I felt a burning hot knot in my stomach, waiting to unravel when I released. I moaned loudly as he hit my deep spot, also happening to be my most sensitive spot as well. He groaned at my noises of pleasure, and I felt him swell in size as his release was coming head-on.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" he moaned, now pounding into me. I cried out his name as I came, and bucked my hips into his to try and help him reach his own release. After a few seconds, I felt hot ropes of his cum shoot into me, and I moaned softly at the feeling of it. He continued thrusting, getting us both through our highs, and then set me down, breathing coming in rather heavily.

"That..." he muttered quietly, at a loss of words. He was staring down at me, his arms holding me up as I felt my legs shaking. "Amazing sex you've ever had? Considering this was your first time, and all," I spoke, laughter lacing my voice. He rolled his eyes, turning off the shower and helping me out of the bathroom.

He helped me get dressed, and after he had gotten dressed himself, we decided to watch a movie and cuddle for the rest of the night, eventually falling asleep together in each others arms.