Papa fiddled about in his room, idly cleaning and waiting to hear all of his ghouls morning retreat to the kitchen. He paced back and forth, only hearing two sets of footsteps. :Why are they running? Must be starving after the main event!: he chuckled. Not an ounce of regret in him, he knew what they needed even if he didn't tell them.
Another, quieter, set of steps. Prom the room adjacent to his :Water, my dear, you're finally awake: he thought, as he leaned his ear to the wall they shared. :Shower? Oh yes, you'll need one of those!: Papa could only imagine the state Water was in; Morning wood, sticky and reeking of pheromones. :Must smell good: he coo'd. Papa turned and slide down the wall, lost in his image of Water.
"Oh sweet temptress, how shall I play your game today?" he whispered out into the dead air of his room. He heard Water's shower cut on, the heavy sound of the liquid taking over all the silence. Papa knew he could sneak in now, his steps and the shutting of doors obscured by the sound of the shower. :Oh you've given me much to great an opportunity!: he giggled as he reached his own door. Opening enough to peek and see if any ghouls were about. With no one is sight, he scuttled along the wall between his door and his ghoul victim, knowing how best to avoid the squeaky floor boards. He reached Waters door, ever so slowly opening it and slipping in.
"Water, you shower with your bathroom door open?! Interesting..: He took light and careful steps towards the now very steamy room, inching inside as not to call any attention to his presence.
Once all the way into the room, he leaned against the sink counter. He watches Water, enjoying himself for a few, entranced by the cute grip he has put upon his nipple. As Water continues to pleasure himself, he brings his hand to his throat and the sight caused Papa's own member to begin to harden. He continued to watch, letting his member to grow beneath his casual attire.
Just as he could sense water closing in on his climax, he decided to interrupt.
"Do not cum yet, little one. Where is the fun in that?" he seductively said, causing Water to freeze in his actions.
Water stared blankly, his closeness to release disappearing as his nerves were shook by the sudden voice. His eyes widened as he pushed the clear curtain open further. There stood Papa, admiring the nervous look upon Waters face, the lust mixed within arousing him further.
"Don't be alarmed, little one. I am only here because you wanted it so." he said, motioning Water to come to him. Water turned the shower off and stepped out, shily onto the cold tile floor."Closer yet,please." Papa said, beckoning him with his gloved fingers. Water did as he was instructed, stepping so close that his own erection was only an inch away from the popes ever growing one.
"Now, how do we dance this delightful dance of ours?hmm.." Papa thought for a moment. As he did, Water dropped to his knees, now face level with Papa's crotch.
"Pa..please allow me to service, SERVE you, i mean..." Water shakily spat out, avoiding eye contact with the mixed eyes shining down on him. Papa removed his gloves, set them on the counter, reached down and ran his fingers through Waters hair, tracing down to his chin and tilting his head upward to match his gaze. "Will it please you to do so?" Papa asked, not wanting to force his ghoul to do anything he did not wish.
"Yes Papa!! Please, Please let me take care of you!" Water pleaded, bringing his hands to the hips of the man in front of him. Squeezing them to insure his want and need to do this. Papa sucked in a small breath and released Waters chin. "Then do as you please, my little ghoul." he spoke, resting against the counter, bracing himself for whatever the ghouls plans were.
Water gently undid Papas belt and pants, carefully pulled them off the popes hips, down to the floor. No surprise to Water that he had not worn underwear, as he usually chose not to. Water dragged his sharp nails up Papas inner thighs, enticing a small movement from the incredibly hard cock before him. He leaned in and began to trace the entire length with his tongue, starting from the base and moving towards the head. Once at the tip, he twirled around it many times before greedily sucking the full head into his mouth. He continued his swirling motion, teasing out small satisfied moans from his beloved Papa.
