Something in the Way He Needs (Family 1)

He reached for Daniel’s hand and pulled it toward his dick. Some nice stroking would give him time to decide whether he wanted the man’s mouth or his ass. Before he could contemplate his options, though, Daniel yanked his hand away and jumped off the bed.

“I’m going to shower,” he announced, his voice tense. “We have to meet Oliver soon and, uh, yeah, so….”

The man practically bolted out of the room. Asher furrowed his brow and looked at the nightstand. They were supposed to meet Oliver and the rest of the guys for brunch at eleven. It wasn’t quite nine o’clock yet. That did not fall under his definition of “soon.” Most definitely not so soon that his needs couldn’t be met.

He kicked the blanket to the foot of the bed and swung his feet onto the floor. Then he slowly followed Daniel into the bathroom, rubbing the heel of his hand over his erection as he went. Apparently shower sex was on the menu. Fine with him. Getting wet and slippery with Daniel would help get the day off to a good start.

He got to the bathroom just in time to see Daniel shake his pale ass as he stepped into the shower. The water had barely hit him before he started singing. His voice was surprisingly good. Asher wasn’t really into music, but he leaned against the doorframe and listened for a full minute, deciding that even John Lennon would sit up in his grave and clap if he heard Daniel’s rendition of the Beatles song he was belting out.

Daniel sang and bopped around in the steamy shower cubicle. When he tilted his face up under the spray to rinse off soap and shampoo, he opened his mouth, filled it with water, and then kept singing, but instead of words, he made a sound that was part hum, part gurgle. And he kept shaking his ass the entire time.

The whole thing was so damn adorable that Asher almost forgot why he’d walked into the bathroom. But then Daniel dropped the soap, bent down to pick it up, fumbled with it a few times as it slipped out of his hands, and then stood back up and bumped his head on the tiled ledge. Asher’s fingers itched with the need to steady the other man and his dick throbbed with arousal.

“Ouch!” Daniel exclaimed. He set the soap on the ledge and rubbed the injured spot on his head.

Unable to stay away any longer, Asher strode to the shower, yanked open the glass door, and stepped inside. He had his hand on Daniel’s head before the other man registered his presence.

“Asher! What are you—”

“Are you okay?” Asher stroked Daniel’s head gently with one hand and put two fingers under his chin with the other, lifting his face and meeting his gaze.

“Oh, yeah. Fine. Just bumped my head.” Daniel shrugged. “It happens.”

Asher dipped his head and pressed his lips to Daniel’s forehead.

“I’d better keep an eye on you to make sure it doesn’t happen again. No more unattended showers while we’re here, okay?”

Light teasing was unfamiliar to Asher, but he thought he was doing okay with it. And then Daniel flushed, looked at the ground, and started breathing heavily. He was close enough to the other man to feel his heart pounding furiously.

“Daniel? Are you okay?” he asked.

“You’re naked,” Daniel replied with a shaky voice. “Naked.”

Asher chuckled. “Well, yeah. We’re in the shower. I don’t tend to shower with my clothes on. They get heavy and they’re in the way of my skin. How can I wash if I don’t have easy access?”

“Right, right.” Daniel nodded feverishly. “That makes sense. I’ll just go.”

He tried to move around Asher to get to the shower door, but Asher didn’t budge. Instead, he grasped Daniel’s arm.

“Hey, why’re you running off? The fun’s just starting.” Asher’s voice was rough as sandpaper. He wanted Daniel and saw no point in hiding it. Particularly not with an erection that couldn’t be missed making his desire obvious.

“Asher,” Daniel sighed. “Remember what we talked about yesterday? I don’t do… fun outside of a relationship.”

Right. Asher hadn’t remembered, actually. And now that the memory was back, he disliked it even more than when he’d heard it the first time. Not that Daniel seemed any happier about the line he’d drawn. The man was trembling. While Asher wasn’t certain whether it was from the chill of being out of the flow of the water, nervousness, or arousal, he was leaning toward arousal, because Daniel’s prick was as hard as his.

“You want me.” He tilted his chin toward Daniel’s groin and moved his gaze in the same direction.

“Of course I want you!” Daniel said, exasperation clear in his voice. “I’m breathing, aren’t I?”

There was no way for Asher to hold back a smirk. He rubbed his hand slowly down Daniel’s ribcage to his hip and enjoyed watching the man tremble.