Smosh Winter Games (Damien Haas x Reader)

Chapter 10; Kiss it Better

Smosh Winter Games (Damien Haas x Reader)
Chapter 10; Kiss it Better
Word Count; 5140

(Sorry I've been gone so long. Here's my favorite picture of Damien to hopefully make up for it, also this is a filler chapter so I can make upcoming chapters more interesting:) 

------------Y/N POV-----------

"Just get in," I chuckled and pushed Damien closer to the shower door.

Smiling at me he gripped the edge of his towel, "it's too big! I can't shower alone," he whined.

"What do you expect me to do about the size of the shower?"

Pausing his smile widened, Damien just winked as he tore the towel away from his waist and opened the shower door, entering the stream of water.

Choking on air I looked away quickly, my eyes darting all around the bathroom as I turned my back to the shower.

"Uhm, I don't know what to do right now," I laughed at my awkwardness. I heard the sound of the shower door open and took another step away from the shower door.

"Where do you think you're going?" he chuckled before I felt his arms around my waist. I squealed as he lifted me up, walking backwards with me in his arms.

"Da-I-Wh-" I couldn't get a full word to come out of my mouth. I could both hear and feel Damien's laughter as he stepped further into the shower. All I could think about was the thought of his naked body behind me and the steaming jet of water getting closer to my fully clothed body.

Setting me down Damien's laughter echoed around in the bathroom as the water soaked through my clothes making them stick to my body, my hair now wet and hanging in my face as I hung my head, accepting my watery fate. Placing his hands on my shoulders I let him spin me around to face him, looking up into his eyes.

Smiling down at me he pushed my hair out of my face and cupped my cheeks in his hands, "you look cute when you're soaking wet," he cooed.

I playfully glared up at him, "Damien, I'm standing fully clothed in a running shower...there is nothing cute about this situation."

"I can help if the clothing part is the problem," his hands slid down and grabbed the hem of my sweater, tugging it up and over my head. Flinging it behind him I watched it clump into a sad, wet pile in the corner of the large shower. His hands were now resting on my hips, his fingertips playing with the hem of my leggings.

I looked back up at him and raised my eyebrows, "how did I get myself into this situation?" I questioned and just shook my head.

Damien smirked and leaned down, catching my lips with his own. Surprised, it took me a few seconds to relax into him. The stream of water was starting to fog up the glass of the shower, the temperature of the bathroom itself rising a few degrees.

Kissing him back I brought my hands up to grab the back of his neck. Wrapping his arms around my back he brought me closer to him, his hands slipping up and (surprisingly) quickly undoing the back of my bra. Gasping I pulled away just a tad only to see him open his eyes, grinning widely at me.

Without looking away from my eyes he slipped the fabric down my arms. I let him pull my hands away from him so he could toss it behind him, letting it pool in the corner of the shower with my sweater.

Despite the heat of the water the way Damien's eyes examined my newly exposed skin made me shiver. I had never seen such intensity in someone's eyes directed towards me, his eyes swirling with desire as they traced my body.

Bringing my hand up I rubbed at my heating cheeks unable to keep the smile from forming on my lips. Slowly his eyes dragged back upwards, meeting mine again.