Bubbles my baby wanted and bubbles he's got. A week's worth of body wash gets squirted into the warm water, frothing and foaming under the spout to create not necessarily the most exciting amount of suds, but hopefully, enough to fulfill his adorable request. My sweet angel had settled back into calling me Daddy just like I had hoped he would, having understood my unintentional scowl at the lack of it. Even though he's not floating up in his submissive headspace any longer it still gives me the thrill to hear it tumble from his lips... The way his sweet face flushes just slightly every time he says it... It knots up the bottom of my belly in the best way possible... It makes me want to smother him in more kisses than physically possible.
It's not the luxurious bath he really deserves with all of those fancy salts and bath bombs that both mom and Becky ask for for Christmas every year, but it would do for now. I'll be sure to get him every comfort he needs to help soften his drops and make his highs even more intense...That and his back would surely appreciate the benefits of soaking every now and again if every time we make love is as intense as last night. I'll make sure he feels absolutely loved and never doubt it.
Shutting the water off I help him step into the tub and lower himself down as carefully as we can to soften the impact of sitting on his sore ass. The water swallows him up to dainty shoulders, a sad sigh working it's way past his lips as I urge him to relax back against the lip of the tub. Sweet blue eyes travel up to my face, still unable to meet my eyes but a little closer to it this time than before, neediness radiating from him that has me leaning over the edge of the tub to press a kiss to my sweet boy's soft quivering lips. Adrian's face follows mine just slightly when I force myself to pull away and watch as he relaxes back into the water, "You get in with me, Daddy?"
The request comes with a wobbly bottom lip and a beautiful flush building in his cheeks and it makes telling him no so much harder... The request is so sweet and comes from just wanting to be loved on, but as much as I hate to admit it, "I won't fit in there with you Sweetheart." I'm too tall for us both to fit comfortably, and there's no point in bathing if I'm just going to be moving boxes all afternoon, "I'll shower later, and you can get in with me if you want." If for no other reason just to stay close to each other... Being graced with the image if water scrolling down the lush Eden that is his body just a happy bonus effect if he agrees to join me...
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Adrian
...I give Silas a watery nod and he settles next to the tub, content to watch me as I drag my hands back and forth in the soapy water. His hand finds my cheek in a fond form of affection, its impossible not to lean into it... Not to catch it when he tries to pull away.
He lets me keep his hand and doesn't object when I drag it into the water with me to snuggle his bicep, his hand finding my inner thigh and caressing the overly sensitive skin, our contact made silky from the water.
"How are you feeling, Sweetheart?" The sweet pet names still don't sound completely normal coming from him, like he is just as unused to saying them as I am to hearing them... But instead of making me uncomfortable it makes me feel a little bit better to be reminded that despite what my drop wants me to think he loves me... That I'm precious enough for him to make the effort to soften his speech... That he has no shame in giving me just as much verbal affection as he is physical... That the little voice in the back of my head saying that now that he's gotten his physical release he'll lose interest is so wrong.
"Baby?"
The whisper brings me out of my head a little more than I am and I finally give Silas an answer, "I'm okay..."
I am okay... I'm not in any physical distress, and the warm sudsy water combined with the soft grip of his hand lazily rubbing the inside of my thigh is working its way past the unreasonable shakiness of my core. I may not be in my happy place but I don't feel like I'm drowning anymore...
Sure, I hadn't ever crashed quite this hard... But I also had never been so far up in the clouds... Sometimes I could get there with a good book or if I touched myself in certain ways... Or of course, if I got caught in the crossfire of the stronger pack members dominance though I normally tried to avoid it to avoid embarrassing myself in front of other people... But none of that had sent me quite as high as Silas had... None of them made my clouds latch on to me and keep me hostage in a way that melted me down to my very core and built me back up happier and calmer than before.
My thigh is given a tight squeeze to bring me completely back to my love, his smile gentle as he wets the washcloth he had gotten for me, lathering up some body wash on it and carefully raking it from one shoulder to the other as he starts to clean me, shushing me when I try and tell him I can do it myself... Knocking my hands away in the most affectionate way possible as he takes extra care wiping my belly down, his hand surrendering the cloth only for a moment to press his palm to my lower belly, his mind stumbling over a thought I'm not meant to see. Whatever it is brings a flush to life behind the tan skin of his cheeks, a sharp clearing of his throat filling the air as he snags the floating washcloth and resumes the soft cleansing. He works his way down, careful when he washes my sensitive area, only giving me a seemingly unplanned tug in his fascination with the different noises he can coax out of me.
The contact is kept gentle and soothing... Nothing sexual about the way he touches me... Nothing uncomfortable with the familiarity he takes with me. It's like settling into the pages of my favorite books... Comforting and warm... And full of love in the purest form.
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A/N: Hey guys. I'm really glad everyone is enjoying the story. This morning I woke up to find that Book Smart finally hit 100k+ reads and I feel so honored that everyone loves Adrian and Silas as much as I do. I'd like to open up the comments of this chapter as an opportunity to do a Q+A. Don't hesitate to ask anything and I'll answer what I can. I really love the dialogue you all create after each chapter and would love to encourage it.
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Werewolf**18+** COMPLETED*** Adrian is delicate... Gentle... Too sweet for his own good. All he cares about is his books and the quiet hum of life that is his small-town wolf pack. What will he do when the Alpha of a neighboring pack scents him and is fully...