In the steamy haze of the shower, two figures stood close together under the warm cascade of the water. Their bodies glistened with steam and foam. They were meant to help each other wash but it didn't look like that's what they were really doing.
"Don't move," said Luo Muchen while his fingers massaged the shampoo into Qie Xieling's hair.
"Don't get shampoo into my eyes otherwise you are dead," said Qie Xieling while narrowing his eyes in contentment. It felt so good having those fingers massaging his scalp.
Luo Muchen kissed his neck before whispering, "It would be an honour dying underneath you."
Qie Xieling's lips curled slightly as he reached his hand back to pinch him. Luo Muchen stepped back dodging his grabby paws but it was too late. Qie Xieling managed to pinch his waist but because his hands were slippery Luo Muchen felt nothing. He chuckled softly while the pads of his fingers continued massaging his man's scalp.
