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YES UMIKO’S ART IS SO GOOD

see this is all fun and games until u clean up and then go out and suddenly ur messy again for no reason

ok seriously i really want to make this into a longer oneshot now.. fix it up and such

he gets tucked into bed, sleepy and satisfied, and only when he’s drifting off does he notice that he doesn’t feel any pain.
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johnny’s smirking, self satisfied as he works simon through the comedown. by that point, more water has splashed onto the floor and simon is nearly passed out in the tub. johnny helps him up and wraps him in a warm towel. he almost doesn’t want to leave the steamy bathroom, but it’s getting colder.—

water splashes as johnny’s hand presses in, in and up until simon’s legs are quaking and water splashes over his belly with the motion. he grabs johnny’s wrist and shouts as he’s thrown into his climax almost violently. his voice shakes with it, echoing in the small bathroom.—

seems he wasn’t all unaffected by the massage either. simon shivers despite the warm water and lets his legs fall a little further open. he’s flushed and swollen there, just under the surface. johnny’s hand makes ripples as it moves down. the first stroke has simon’s hips hitching up.—

with time, he’s all but melted into the tub. heat simmers low in his belly, not unusual as his hormones go wild, but a bit inconvenient. he opens his eyes to look up at johnny outside the tub. the man is already staring down at him, pupils blown and lip caught between his teeth.—

he slumps back against the wall and sighs, finally relaxing for the first time in eight months. his eyes flutter shut until he hears the snap of a soap bottle opening. johnny leaves over him to rub the body wash into his skin. he can’t help his relieved groan.—

their humble bathtub became an enticingly warm oasis with subtle candles on the counter and the lights dimmed low.

“really?” simon says, incredulous. johnny just offers a hand to help him in. the water alleviates some of the weight from his back and the heat seeps in deliciously.—

johnny immediately knows what’s up, but there isn’t a whole lot that can be done. simon hears water running from the bathroom. he expects a damp towel, maybe, or johnny’s just taking a shower. but when the door opens and sweet steam just about spills out, he realizes.—