Inked

Troubleshooting

Chapter 4:

I wake up early on Saturday and shower, careful of my new tattoo. The thought of seeing Zayn in a matter of hours makes me smile and I take the opportunity to uh, troubleshoot the erm... Problem... That sometimes occurs when I'm close to Zayn. I use quick strokes along my length to make myself pant in anticipation of my upcoming climax. Biting my lip to stifle my moans as I ride out my quick and dirty orgasm, the shower curtain is opened and I turn my body away from the cold air. I hear a high-pitched laugh that I recognize as Eleanor's as I come all over the shower wall in thick white ribbons.

"I'm so sorry, Liam!" She's doubled over in laughter trying to cover up her smirk. "I just came to let you know breakfast is ready and ask if you wanted a lift to the shop, but it looks like you were just thirsty!" She let's out another loud burst of laughter at my expense.

"I was just-" I pant, still coming down from my high.

"Oh, I know what you were doing," she smirks, "I thought we locked the door when we planned on taking that kind of shower."

"I wasn't... planning... on it.." I mutter and stutter and turn bright red due to the fact I'm covering my newly limp dick with my hand in hopes it will change what happened. Sure, El has seen me naked before, tons of times in fact. It's not really a big deal seeing as neither of us are anywhere near interested in each other, but she did just witness me orgasm and she's still laughing. "I was... Troubleshooting..." I blush trying to find anywhere in the room to look other than her eyes.

"You were troubleshooting?!" She asks confusedly, then her eyes widen in realization. "Oh my god, you mean you can't talk to Zayn without getting it up?" She chokes on her laughs.

"No! I mean, yes! I mean no, that's not it-yes, I can... But sometimes... We do more than talk..." I mutter.

"What?! And you haven't told me! How much have you done?" She looks angry.

"No no no! I mean, last time-it's just-We were hugging and I thought he was going to kiss me but he just blew an eyelash off my cheek... It was still enough to-so I was troubleshooting...to make sure it won't happen again..." I drop my head in embarrassment.

"Oh, Liam, don't be embarrassed. It happens to the best of us! Better than having blue balls right?" She laughs and turns to leave. "Oh, and Liam?" She turns back and I look up to meet eyes with her. "Clean that up before you leave." She laughs and struts off, leaving me humiliated and naked in a shower lined with my cum...

At breakfast I made it my main priority to completely ignore what happened in the shower and just get on with my day, though others aren't so cooperative.

"So Liam, Eleanor told me you had a nice shower this morning." Nicolette says in between chewing, making me choke on the sausage I took a bite of. "Oops, try to take on too much?" She smirks. "Start slowly and build up, or so I hear, never having done it myself."

"Erm... I-well I just-" I stammer giving Eleanor an angry glare, she gives me a not-so-apologetic look.

"Relax Liam, El walked in on me once" Nicolette shrugs, "in her bed, too. She just joined me." Nicolette giggles and Eleanor shoves her playfully.

"None of that is true, Liam." Eleanor turns to me.

"I really don't need to know..." I stare at my plate, having lost my apatite.

"Just go get your guitar then..." She laughs, standing to take my plate and I nod to before excusing myself.

Before going to the shop to finish the tattoo, I have a meeting with an artist I'm writing with. His name is Ed and he's a really cool guy, I really like working with him and although he's pretty musically independent, we have a long history in writing together and he always cool with writing with me. I called him up when I finally figured out a song the other day, thanks to Zayn.