[ tseng can't deny that; his own hair does take some work to wash. but— ] It's more enjoyable when it's yours.
[ his own hair, he only washes to get clean! sasuke's hair, he gets to wash for the experience of it, the intimacy and shared space. far more pleasing a venture than just trying to shampoo away the day.
as sasuke begins to undress, tseng leans over to turn on the spray, letting it heat up in the meantime. then he turns and spends a moment just watching, his gaze steady and warm as he observes sasuke's skin revealed, the narrow dip of his waist broadening to his ribs and then to his shoulders. lithe muscle, pale skin decorated by scars that speak to the life sasuke has led.
tseng steps forward to do the last part, tugging sasuke's shirt over his head, and then leans in to kiss his shoulder right atop one of those faded scars. that's all—no comment. there's no need for it. tseng sets sasuke's shirt on the countertop and begins to remove his own clothes next, his shirt first and then his slacks. ]
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[ his own hair, he only washes to get clean! sasuke's hair, he gets to wash for the experience of it, the intimacy and shared space. far more pleasing a venture than just trying to shampoo away the day.
as sasuke begins to undress, tseng leans over to turn on the spray, letting it heat up in the meantime. then he turns and spends a moment just watching, his gaze steady and warm as he observes sasuke's skin revealed, the narrow dip of his waist broadening to his ribs and then to his shoulders. lithe muscle, pale skin decorated by scars that speak to the life sasuke has led.
tseng steps forward to do the last part, tugging sasuke's shirt over his head, and then leans in to kiss his shoulder right atop one of those faded scars. that's all—no comment. there's no need for it. tseng sets sasuke's shirt on the countertop and begins to remove his own clothes next, his shirt first and then his slacks. ]