Asra x Male Apprentice - Smut

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It had been a long day at the palace, helping Portia clean. Kai trudged to the shop, dusk nearing.
Releasing the protective sigil from the door, he stepped inside and sighed. "Asra... I'm back..."
A voice from the other room called to him. "Welcome back."
He entered the bedroom, where Asra was curled up reading. He looked up at Kai and smiled. "You look pretty tired," he noted. Kai wiped a bit of sweat from his brow and shrugged.
"Here," Asra put his book down. "I'll run you a bath."
He leaves the room and Kai flopped facedown onto the bed with a huff. The covers were still warm from where Asra lay curled up in them, and he buried his face in them. He could smell Asra's scent; lavender, rose and birch bark with a hint of smoke.
He lay there for several minutes, breathing in the smell, before Asra came back in. He turned over and sat up immediately. Asra still noticed the way he was buried in his covers but said nothing about it. "The bath's ready," he informed him with a smile. Kai got up and entered the bathroom. Asra lingered in the doorway of his room.
A thought came to Kai and he looked back in the direction of Asra. The two's gaze met and Kai blushed crimson, looking away a bit too fast.
He heard a small chuckle behind him. "You'd like privacy, yes? Or do you want me to wash your hair?"
His face turned, if possible, even redder.
'If he hasn't already, he could bathe with me...' but Kai held that thought back.
He shrugged out of his jacket and started unbuttoning his shirt wordlessly. Asra looked at his red-faced, defiant expression and said, "I'll take that as a, 'yes Asra, you can wash my hair if you'd like.' " He teased.
Kai slipped out of his shirt and paused.
"L-look away until I'm in there..!" He muttered.
Asra smirked slightly, amused at how embarrassed Kai was over this (though the two of them had done far more intimate things in the past) and turned his back to him. He pulled off his pants and underwear and hurriedly got into the warm water, soap bubbles hiding his lower body from view.
At the sound of sloshing water, Asra turned around and closed the door. Not wanting to get his shawl wet, he took it off and placed it on a towel. He sat behind Kai and reached for the soap before muttering something to himself.
Kai frowned and turned around, only to whip his head back around to hide his red face again, as Asra was stripping off his shirt in order to keep it dry as well. Kai hugged his knees.
Asra sat back down behind him with a cup, filling it with water and gently pouring it on his head.
"A little quiet today," he said. "Something on your mind?" He worked the soap into Kai's hair.
"N-nothing," he answered, cursing the shake in his voice. Asra smiled again. "Ah, okay. Don't tell me, then."
"It's really nothing..!" Kai whined, pushing his head against Asra's hands, enjoying the way he was gently washing the day's labor out.
He rinsed his hands off and poured more water into Kai's hair, washing the soap out of it.
"Okay," he said. "I'll leave again, so you can get out and get dried off. Unless..." he trailed off, moving a bit closer to Kai and lightly running a line with his finger down his neck, "...you want help washing your body too."
Kai swallowed audibly, shivering from the light touch. He stifled a whimper when the magician put his other hand on his chest and trailed downwards ever so slightly.
"Hm?" He breathed against his skin.
Kai gasped as Asra's hands move further down, tracing lines over the inside of his thighs. He pressed a soft kiss to the back of Kai's neck.
Kai shifted and turned his face towards Asra's, holding in another whimper.
He leant over the smaller boy.
Panting, he moved closer to Asra, who pressed his mouth against Kai's.
Simultaneously, he ghosted his hand over his length and Kai moaned against his kiss. He felt the other smile at this as Kai's eyes fluttered closed and he let Asra touch him.
Kai felt nervous, needy.
Which was strange to him, since this wasn't an unusual thing.
Then why did he feel so desperate, already trying to keep himself from thrusting up into Asra's hand?
He sensed Kai's eagerness, slipping his tongue into the apprentice's mouth and pumping slowly with his hand.
Kai moaned again and squirmed under him, trying to find more stimulation. Asra's tongue entwined with his, and he let his voice get the best of him again.
Asra kissed with more hunger, finally growing a bit impatient and pumping his hand faster, wanting to hear Kai's voice. The latter let out a strangled moan at the sudden change, back arching.
Asra pumped faster, his other hand caressing Kai's stomach and sides ticklishly. He moaned again, noticeably louder, finally caving and bucking his hips upwards against Asra's touch. He smirked and reached his other hand down, pushing his wet fingers into Kai. Pulling away from the kiss, Kai let out a mix between a gasp and a moan at the sudden intrusion.
"A-Asra!! Ahh..."
"Mm... I can't hear you, Kai..."
He sat there helplessly, panting as Asra's fingers worked in and out, other hand thrusting over Kai's length in the warm water. Another lewd moan escaped him.
This was embarrassing. Kai didn't want to be so unraveled from something this simple, but he couldn't help it. Asra was just too damn good at this.
Trembling, Kai rutted his hips down onto Asra's fingers with a loud cry.
"Kai..." Asra breathed into his ear. "Do you like that?"
Kai moaned again. "Ahn-- yes-!! Asra..."
Asra pressed kisses against his neck, fingers moving deeper in and out of him, other hand working over his length.
Kai felt warmth pooling in his lower stomach, pleasure building up until stars popped across his vision.
"Unh-- aah!! Asra! Hn- uahh- nh--!"
Kai released a string of loud and desperate moans as his back arched and he came into the bath water. Asra pulls his fingers out and swishes them around in the soap before drying them off. Kai sat there weakly, tilting his head back at Asra, who smiled softly down at the boy.
Later, after Kai had gotten dried off and dressed in night clothes, him and Asra curled up in their bed, playing with eachother's hair and exchanging soft kisses until they dozed off.

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