Leather Jacket

A warm bath, to heal the soul

Moments later he's shirtless, filling up the metal tub with boiling hot water. After putting the emptied, steaming pan aside, he pulls off his pants, and grabs the bar of soap out of coat pocket. You stand there nervously, frozen. You have never seen a naked man before. He gives you a smug, yet gentle smile.
"The water is perfect. No need to be nervous."
"..Okay.." You reply, trying to hide how nervous you actually are.

You pull off your long poncho, exposing your naked breasts. Your pants soon joined it on the floor, you look to his blushing face, as he tries not to make eye contact.

You step into the warm tub, the metal was rounded at the top, and lower yourself into the warm water. He was leaned against the tub, relaxed, looking like an absolute god. The warm, euphoric sensation comes back to you as you study his form. His short, slender, tan-ish, yet pale being, yet, he has a little tummy he hides under his belt, and black pants, under which, sitting between his masculine, hairy, crossed legs, a fully erect dick, the size of it makes you a bit nervous.

You then notice he spots you looking at it, and his face grows red like a tomato. His greasy black hair glittered in the candle light, his hair is thick, and mostly straight, with a bit of curls toward the ends. You hope your future children can carry on such beautiful hair.
"Well.. Um.." You hope that you two even live to have children. You love this man more than you loved anything before.
"Y/n?" His voice, you can listen to for hours... You want to hear it more...

He gently pulls your chin up to make eye contact with him. His hands are warm, and silky, yet, had some barely noticeable callouses on his fingers. "Y/n.. my god.. You're so damn beautiful." Your urge to kiss him grows ever stronger, yet, he feels the same? He puts his arm around your back, and gives you a light kiss on the lips. You feel his warm naked chest brush against your boobs.

He goes to kiss you again. This time, longer, and more satisfying.. You feel his hands gently grip the back of your head, as they began to migrate throughout your body. He backs away blushing, now gently gripping your shoulder.
His eyes were fiery and passionate. The look of lust throughout his entire face gives you goosebumps. Your heart is on fire, and you feel it throughout your entire body...

"You are a phoenix, you... beautiful desert rose.." You find his nervousness rather cute. Even though he's blushing really deeply now. You almost see his red erection peeking out of the water. It moved slightly.
"The time I met you, I knew that you were capable of making me feel alive again... I feel like I have meaning.. I feel like me.. (My fucking god...) I love you so fucking much.."
"I love you too." you reply. You're astounded that he's more nervous than you are. You barely had any words.

You find the small yellow bar of soap floating in the candle light lazily. It looked like a one you could get at a super market or a pharmacy for around a dollar, but it didn't smell too bad. Nor did he, acknowledging his nervous form, now holding onto your arm, you never really noticed much of a body odor on him aside from the smell of, well, man, but it wasn't too intimidating.

You playfully poke his hand with soap, he bursts into an uproar of nervous laughter. He gently pulls the soap from your hand, and embraces you again. He begins to gently wash you as you sink deeper into the warm water. Your head is on his hip, as he gently rubs your back with the soap. It was intoxicating to say the least..
You are no longer scared of the future, as you feel you have reached your highest peak. You feel excited. He gently strokes your hair with his other hand. You can tell he's no longer nervous, nor scared, nor sad. You think he has reached his highest peak too.

"Let's live tonight like it's our last..." played through your head as you felt him explore your body with the bar of soap. You start to question if it's your last night to live. You hope that it isn't, but those gangs looked intimidating, even when it was only their cars.. Then again, he took down the lovelies..
Overwhelming euphoria knocked you out of your thoughts.
You notice that he is touching your breasts now.. Gently going under them, his dark brown eyes studying you in the candle light. You began to sweat nervously, yet you wanted more. A lot more..
"You.. want me to stop?"
"Nonono, you just caught me off guard." He gives you a smile, and hands you the soap back.
"Wash what you need, we can get more freaky after a bit. For now, I just want us to get clean. Ahaha..~" His eyes sparkled. This was the first time you've seen him genuinely happy.

You get a little disappointment from him to up to up and stop, but he was the first to make moves on you, and you bet he's had some experience with this before.

You washed what you needed, and watched him scrub himself. He was genuinely happy now, smiling to himself, as he finished washing his hair.
The water was growing cold now, and you wanted to get out of it as soon as possible. You feel him touch your leg. "I want to see how deep I can go inside you. But, we can do that in a bit.. I just don't want to hurt you okay.." You blush.. He does too.

"Oh well uh.. Sure. I don't mind." You reply nervously. He also smiles nervously, but you can tell he's far more relaxed than before.
There were no towels, by the look of it, a lot of the fabrics was gone, except for the sheets on the bed. Not a towel in sight, plus, since the recent rains, the air got increasingly colder. So, you had to air dry.
Your feet touch the cool tiles as you exit the tub. Belt stays, basking in the last of the warmth.. You can tell, he can deal with temperature extremes better than you ever could.

You put on your poncho, to soak some of the water up, and meander to the window. There were two large curtains on it's side, and a little bit of light on one of the distant, dark hills as you take a look outside. You think to yourself that it's probably football helmet man's gang's camp. You slowly close the curtain, and see Belt's head sticking out of the plastic bathroom curtains.
"Good." He says, and watches you take a seat on the bed, once said and done.

Your heart flutters, awaiting what's next.