Yours? (MxM)

Chapter Eleven: Cucumber Cream

Camden:
I woke up with my face pressed against Alistair's chest, with him smiling down at me.
"Morning, gorgeous." I blushed and rolled over on top of him. "G'mornin." He pecked my forehead. "We need a shower."

I sniffed myself and grimaced. "Yeah, I second that." He slid out of bed, and picked me up. "Maybe a bath? It might be better on your sore spots. "
  I hummed in agreement, being placed on the counter so he could start the bath. "Don't forget bubbles, they're necessary for any and all baths."
  He chuckled, but obeyed, pouring a hefty amount of bubbles into the water.
   He picked me up again, placing me into the warm bubble water, before following suit. I rested my head against his pec, as he grabbed shampoo and started massaging my hair.
   In turn, I grabbed a loofah and squirted his body wash on it.
  "Old spice?" I smirked, turning my eyes towards him. "Old spice for my old man." He scowled. "I'm not old! I'm..."he trailed off, with his eyebrows furrowed.
  "You're so old you don't even remember your own age!" I snickered, and he rolled his eyes. "Whatever, you chose me, so this old man is yours." I rubbed him down with the sponge, then did it to myself.
  "There's no razor in here." I frowned. "Where is your razor? I'm feeling prickly." I rubbed my leg and stub together as proof.
   He closed his eyes, concentrating. "What are you doing?" He opened one eye. "I'm getting Lilith to bring you a razor and some cream. "
   "Yeah, yeah! I hear ya!" Her voice called, busting through the bathroom door with a girly blue razor and cucumber scented shaving cream.
  "Thank you Lili." Alistair beamed, when she closed the door.
   I squirted the green foam in my hand, covering my leg in it, before shaving it, then doing the same with my stub.
  "So silky," I took Alistair's hand and rubbed it against my legs. "Soft indeed." I turned to face him, placing my hands on his shoulders, kissing him. He crushed my body to his, and my hand snaked to his lower regions.
  He grabbed it.
   "We're here to get clean, not dirty," I smirked, sitting on his lap.
  "Double bath." He gripped my hips.