[What a brazen request. Its one that Douman would've said themselves at some point, but Omi just really keeps getting ahead of them everywhere, huh...]
Well, now. [There's an "oh, you" sort of look.] I wouldn't mind that, no.
[The welcome app said to indulge and he is going to.
Since he said yes, Omi's just stripping all the way out of his clothes. Goodbye t-shirt and boxers, as he makes his way to the bathroom. Hope you're enjoying that excellent view.]
[Definitely doing an elevator look up and down that body as he walks away. Douman hums, pleased, before following after, starting to pull off their robes as well.]
[He's not the slightest bit ashamed. This is a man who clearly takes good care of his body. Those are some well maintained muscles. Very inviting. Maybe touch them.]
I am.
[He turns on the shower and steps beneath. The slime is sliding off, but that also leaves his skin glistening.]
[It takes a moment to fully undress and pluck off the bells from their hair, but now having done so, Douman moves to stand right behind Omi. Their hands move to gently rest on the other's waist, the tips of their nails pricking in the skin.]
Its definitely believable to me. More than that, even.
[They'll pluck the shampoo from Omi's hand to squirt some out onto their hands. Putting the bottle away, they lather up their hands...and then work it through Omi's hair. For the fact that their fingernails are sharp as sharp can be, Douman is rather gentle, making sure not to rub it in too deep as to cause any pain.]
[He shivers under the kiss as he's washed off. Now he turns so he's facing them, a hand on their shoulder. Looking up is new, but he's certainly enjoying it.]
[Douman smiles into it, hands slipping down to the other's waist, one hand sliding to Omi's back. He's clean of the slime, now, and everything feels very smooth and warm.]
[Its nice. Maybe too nice. Douman has their preferences, but for now...they're open to anything. This is a new world, and a new sort of existence.]
[To share in the warmth with another might be a good start for things.]
[Try some new things, maybe they'll find something else to enjoy.
Omi's kiss is sweet, and he lets it last for a few moments before moving down and starting to kiss their neck. His own hands start at their shoulders before traveling downward.]
[Douman is usually one to initiate things. To have Omi do something like this is a twist they're finding they enjoy - Douman leans their head back to allow the man more room to move.]
[Their fingernails tickle along Omi's spine upwards as they hum, pleased.]
[A low rumbling at the back of their mouth, like a purr, comes at the question - it doesn't help that when they draw their lips back, slightly, a sharp fang can be seen.]
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[Just going to abandon the steak on the bed to stand up to full height. Its fussing time.]
What, did it just spit this all out at you?
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[Listen, the rest of it he fully understands, but why is there slime inside of these washing machines??]
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[Just plucking a glob from Omi's hair and flicking it away with a frown.]
You really do need a good bath, though.
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[He gives a little sigh.]
At least these rooms come with some very nice bathrooms.
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[At least someone is finding this amusing.]
Do you need some help? I can't imagine how long it will take to get it all off.
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And besides...]
If you don't mind sharing a shower with me, I won't turn down the help.
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[What a brazen request. Its one that Douman would've said themselves at some point, but Omi just really keeps getting ahead of them everywhere, huh...]
Well, now. [There's an "oh, you" sort of look.] I wouldn't mind that, no.
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Since he said yes, Omi's just stripping all the way out of his clothes. Goodbye t-shirt and boxers, as he makes his way to the bathroom. Hope you're enjoying that excellent view.]
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[Definitely doing an elevator look up and down that body as he walks away. Douman hums, pleased, before following after, starting to pull off their robes as well.]
What did you say you were? An actor?
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I am.
[He turns on the shower and steps beneath. The slime is sliding off, but that also leaves his skin glistening.]
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[It takes a moment to fully undress and pluck off the bells from their hair, but now having done so, Douman moves to stand right behind Omi. Their hands move to gently rest on the other's waist, the tips of their nails pricking in the skin.]
Do we have something to wash with, hm?
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[Omi's pretty content to be touched for the moment. The water alone isn't enough to get rid of all the slime in his hair.
He'll reach over and hand them the shampoo.]
Would you wash my hair? I can take care of the rest of it.
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[They'll pluck the shampoo from Omi's hand to squirt some out onto their hands. Putting the bottle away, they lather up their hands...and then work it through Omi's hair. For the fact that their fingernails are sharp as sharp can be, Douman is rather gentle, making sure not to rub it in too deep as to cause any pain.]
Mmm. Your hair is quite soft. How nice.
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[He soaps up his own hands, humming pleasantly as he starts soaping up his front.]
Thank you. Would you let me wash yours once I'm free of slime?
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[The question makes them let out a laugh.]
I have a lot of hair. Are you sure?
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[They're moving to use some of the water to rinse Omi's hair out, but doing so, they bend in to place a light kiss at the nape of his neck.]
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Then I'm perfectly happy to stay here.
[Now he kisses them firmly on their lips.]
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[Douman smiles into it, hands slipping down to the other's waist, one hand sliding to Omi's back. He's clean of the slime, now, and everything feels very smooth and warm.]
[Its nice. Maybe too nice. Douman has their preferences, but for now...they're open to anything. This is a new world, and a new sort of existence.]
[To share in the warmth with another might be a good start for things.]
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Omi's kiss is sweet, and he lets it last for a few moments before moving down and starting to kiss their neck. His own hands start at their shoulders before traveling downward.]
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[Their fingernails tickle along Omi's spine upwards as they hum, pleased.]
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Would you mind a few bites?
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Please.
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As soon as he's given permission he bites down on their shoulder, hard enough to leave a mark.]
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