Asher shed his clothes quickly the moment they got inside the bathroom, Caspian respectfully looking away to give him as much privacy as possible while they shared a bathroom.
Although he wasn’t wearing feminine clothes, he found that he couldn’t even lift the edge of his shirt up, much more take it off.
He had been resigned to forever hiding himself from Asher, it was a little difficult to just shed those layers.
Caspian supposed he would take the bathtub, seeing as Asher had taken the shower, the water getting turned on.
Would it be strange if he got in the tub with all his clothes on?
He fiddled with his messy clothes for a while long, frozen in place. He couldn’t clean up unless he took his clothes off, and he couldn’t take his clothes off - he was stuck in limbo.
He was broken out of it by Asher reaching out of the shower to pull him in.
Caspian’s first instinct was to squeal, immediately quietening down when all that got him was a mouthful of water.
He wiped his face with a gasp, "I still have my clothes on-" He protested, getting thoroughly drenched, his clothes sticking to his slender frame.
Caspian could have sworn he heard Asher say ’Not for long’ but he also could have made that up.
The sound of the rushing water was deafening in the confined space, too much happening all at once.
Asher kissed him hard, making it even more difficult to breathe, only pulling away to take his soaked top off.
Keeping his eyes open only made them sting from the water getting in them, he had no idea how Asher managed to see perfectly while they were blasted by several streams of water.
Caspian kept his eyes shut against the water, feeling like he was drowning.
He didn’t notice when the rest of his clothes were taken off, feeling a little lightheaded from the moisture-laden air and the barrage of kisses.
He sucked desperate gulps of air into his lungs when Asher broke off the kiss to give him respite, noticing for the first time that most of the shower heads had been turned off.
The single one left was to make sure it didn’t start to get chilly, the water barely getting on him.
It was a good thing that the first time he was naked in front of Asher was in the shower, the steam providing a certain amount of anonymity.
He could feel Asher’s rings as the Alpha trailed his hands over his body, and he didn’t think before catching one of Asher’s hands in both of his.
He couldn’t tell if it was the steam, or the fact that he could feel every inch of Asher’s skin that gave him the incentive to be so bold.
Caspian took his rings off while Asher stared at him, the heat in his eyes spiking the already steaming temperature.
He hadn’t meant to be seductive, he was just worried about Asher showering with them on.
There was no safe place to keep them, however, the accessories joining his wet pile of clothes in a corner of the shower.
Caspian pressed his palms flat against the frosted glass walls when Asher spun him around and pushed him up against it.
He could feel the Alpha’s hard length against him, his thoughts racing.
Would he take him? Would it hurt? He wished he could see Asher’s face. It felt like too much and not enough, he wanted to take things slow, but impatience sank its unruly fangs into him.
His thoughts quieted down when he felt Asher gently press his lips to the scar in the shape of teeth marks on his shoulder.
It was pretty much already healed, his body relaxing at the soft gesture. It almost felt like an apology.
Caspian was about to say that he had never been upset but that train of thought was interrupted by Asher moving his attention to his neck.
He nipped at the tender skin in a manner that was so different from his gentle kisses, his tongue licking up the water on his skin.
Powerful hands caressed the globes of his ass, Asher’s lips trailing to his back.
All of a sudden, with a single warning, Asher’s hands and lips retreated, wrenching Caspian from the soft pleasure that he had been falling into.
"You’re never going to get clean like that," Asher said with amusement, reaching for a body wash.
Caspian was whiplashed from the sudden change of scene, the shower walls still mostly holding his weight up, his cock hard.
He blinked drowsily, slowly pushing himself up from the wall. W-What?
It took a lot of self-control for Asher not to pick up from where he left off, the steam giving Caspian’s pale skin a glowy blush.
Asher didn’t want a quickie in the shower for their first time, not after he had been so patient. He planned to take his sweet time with his reward.
He was already headed out of the bathroom by the time Caspian put himself together, leaving the Omega behind to clean up.
It was better this way because if he was subject to Caspian touching himself as he cleaned up, he just might betray his own plans and fuck him in right there in the shower.
He was blue balling himself by not taking what was presented to him but he would have Caspian for as long as he would stay, he wasn’t in a hurry.
Asher would have never pegged himself as monogamous but he had slept around to avoid falling in love and becoming a replica of his father.
But he ran so far from that, that he ran right into it.
He returned to the bedroom to find dinner already set like Jael promised, drying his hair with a towel hung around his neck.
Asher didn’t bother getting out of his robe, there would be no need for clothes.
He eyed the food as he came closer, he had no appetite for food. But he couldn’t keep depriving Caspian of nutrition just because he couldn’t keep it in his pants.