Apocalypsis 02 - Warpaint

on, den. Don’t play any more gamess. Take off dose clothes and make a shower with me.”
    “Shut up, perv.” The mood was broken so I was back on safer ground, able to joke with him again. “I’m not making a shower with you. Here … ” I stepped forward and turned the hose towards him, squeezing the clip again. “Cool yourself off.”
    The water poured out and doused him again. I let it go, cutting off the stream and picking up the soap before he could protest. “Soap time!” I said cheerily, dumping some in my hand and stepping closer, all business-like. I scrubbed him all over as fast as I could, pushing him around roughly so I could get his back, making quick work of his awesome rear end. No way was I doing any deep cleaning either, hurt arm or no hurt arm.
    I brushed some soap down his legs and then stood on my tiptoes, quickly squeezing a blob onto his head, not even bothering with getting the shampoo. “Scrub your hair,” I instructed, as I reached over to take the clip in hand again.
    Bodo turned around and grabbed me around the waist with his good arm, pulling me up against him. “You do it,” he said, before leaning down and kissing me firmly on the mouth.
    I tried to shove him away, but stopped after a few seconds of mostly feeble attempts. His kiss was warming me up, making the cold sensations of his wet skin a complete contradiction to the heat he was generating in my body. It made me shiver. I let go of the hose clip and wrapped my arms around his neck, slowly reaching up while we moved our lips and tangled our tongues together, to run my fingers through his hair and soap it up. I massaged his scalp at first, but soon found myself just grabbing handfuls of his hair and rubbing up and down from to top of his head to his neck, reveling in the slipperiness of it.
    His erection pressed into my stomach, and I tried to ignore it. But his kisses became more urgent and the reality of my situation intruded on my bliss as I realized how bad of an idea this could be. We were out here in plain sight, standing in a public shower that everyone used, and we had no way of keeping the side effects of unprotected sex from becoming a very big issue in our lives.
    As badly as I wanted to keep going and just follow the sexy feelings that threatened to take me temporarily from this world, I pulled away from him, looking the other way so I wouldn’t be tempted by his gorgeousness.
    “Stop. We can’t.”
    He let out a moan of frustration. “Bryn, you are making me crazy with diss stuff, really. I think I’m gonna have a heart attack in da shower. Feel my heart running inside.” He grabbed my hand and put it on his chest, but I quickly pulled it away and put some distance between us. I walked back to the shower entrance, taking a couple deep breaths and trying to straighten my hair. “You’re going to be fine. Neither of us is going to die from sexual frustration.”
    “It’s pretty badt. I could die. It will be much more fun for da both of us if you just let me touch you and make you feel good.”
    “Oh yeah, right. This is all for me. You’re so generous.” He was starting to seem like a groping prom date with his not-so-smooth talking, which was about as effective as the cold shower had been in cooling down my ardor. I was feeling less turned on by the second. This is good. This is what I want. And maybe if I say that to myself enough times, I’ll start to feel like I don’t want it too.
    “No dat’s not what I mean. Just wait for me. I haff to get out of diss soap.”
    I heard the shower water start to come down again behind me and then Bodo’s voice as he talked to himself.
    “Ooh, dat’s cold. Yes, dat’s good. Cool down da hot stuff. I’m not gonna sleep tonight, dat’s for sure. But dat’s okay, dat’s not a problem. I can lose all da sleep for da most beautiful girl in da world with da big butt.”
    I left him alone in the shower, making my way back to the hut without responding.
    “I’m chust kidding!” I heard him yell. “Your butt iss only a little bit big!”
    I couldn’t help but smile as I entered the trees again, wondering what the heck I was going to do with his gorgeous, willing body lying next to me, night after night. This not sleeping with him was going to be one of the hardest things I had ever done. Why does mind power have to be so much harder to manage than physical power ?
    ***
    I got back to the hut and stood at the entrance, taking advantage of the slight