Prince of Penance

The Secret Sex Chapter: Bathtub Baby

Gusto wanted to shout, to scream at the voices pressing in on him. He wanted to shove away the people surrounding him that were tugging at his clothes and speaking to him in chattering voices. But propriety and exhaustion prevented him from doing more than fumble with his hands, trying to push those insistent bodies away from him.


Thank the Great Gummis for the World Famous Temper of Gruffi.



"Stop that! Don't you see he doesn't want your help? Leave him be, I'll get him into the tub and cleaned, you get some clothes and towels and get going, you're smothering him!"




"There's no need to shout at them, Gruffi Gummi, they're only doing their job!" Grammi retorted. "And you get your clothes off and get in that tub as well, you're filthy!"

"Fine, but I'm washing him, and those harpies better stay out of here!"

Gusto felt Gruffi's hands pulling his clothes off, heard the voice talking patiently to him, telling him he was going to be fine. Then he felt himself being lifted into the tub.

But his eyes were covered in a milky film that wouldn't allow him to actually see Gruffi. Knowing he was there was wonderful, it was enough for now, but he longed to be able to see him. To see his eyes, see his smile, his brawny body.

"Here, some soap, good stuff," Grammi was saying now. "And I don't care if it stings, you scrub every inch of him and take that clean water in the basin and wash out his eyes, heaven only knows what that stuff might do to his sight!"

"I know, I know! Just leave, I'll take care of him!"

Gruffi was obviously feeling smothered by Grammi's attentions. Gusto suddenly felt a scrub brush on his skin, rubbing away at all the dirt, and he hissed when it hit the raw patches.

"Ah hon I'm sorry," Gruffi said. "Must sting a ton. This is nasty work..."

Hands on his limbs, warm hands, washing away the dirt and grime, soothing the sore places of his body, soap and water and the scratchy feeling of a brush. It was rather arousing actually. But then a washcloth was pressed and pinched over his nose, scrubbing away the caked blood clotted inside his nostrils, like a cub having his nose wiped by his mother, and that spoiled the mood. It took long moments of Gruffi speaking to him in a warm soothing voice before Gusto trusted him enough to open his eyes and let him pour water over his eyeballs.

It was fire. It was pain. And it was soon all over. He was clean again at last, though he didn't feel so on the inside. Gruffi washed himself quickly, then lifted Gusto out of the tub to stand him shivering in the cold. Gusto could feel his lover's eyes on his body, examining every inch of him, and he shivered, imagining the look Gruffi must have had on his face. But he still couldn't see him clearly! Just a big brown blur!

"Your poor fur," Gruffi said, voice pained. "You're bare as a newborn cub, or a human. All right. I suppose it'll grow back anyway. I'll just wrap you in a towel, we'll dry you off, and put you to bed, and when you're feeling up to it we'll put you in some clothes and take you down to the healers."

"They can come here," Gusto countered hotly. "Gruffi..."

There were insistent overtones of arousal in his voice, and his aching need was obvious.

"Gusto," Gruffi said, stalking over and putting two arms on his shoulders. "You're too ill right now. You can't even see how ill you are."

"I know how I feel," Gusto said, aware that he was whining. "I need you."

"Do you?" Gruffi said, and his voice was amused. "Well, let me see."

Gusto huffed and blushed as his lover's hands found their way along his belly to his groin and the straining lump of fur there that was threatening to burst free.

"Hmmm...not quite 'need' yet, more like 'want'...we'll just see about that..."

Gruffi's thumb pressed its way into his sheath to touch his arousal, and Gusto swallowed hard, eyes dilating in panic. It had been far to long.

"Great Gummis Gruffi!" Gusto swallowed. "I...Ah..."

"Yeah, there's definitely something there...maybe we'd better take care of that..."

Gusto leaned his head back and shivered in the cold as Gruffi bent down faithfully to put his mouth over the leaking head of his penis and suck on it. Yes, maybe he was rather weak and ill, maybe his body was raw and sore, and he was cold; shivering, damp and bare in the cavernous whiteness of the bathroom. But he needed something other than pain. And the feeling of Gruffi's mouth on his flesh was so good. The way his tongue worked over him, tickling that particular vein along the length of his shaft that tickled in that way. It was heaven.

"Mmm, you taste good," Gruffi murmured. "Maybe I should take you to bed."

"We...don't know if anyone's out there still...you told them to get clothes..." Gusto stammered. "If I lie down on a bed I'll fall asleep..."

"Well, I suppose I'd better finish then..." Gruffi chuckled and the mouth returned to the business of sucking him off.

"Ahhhh..." Gusto moaned. "Yeah, s'nice..."

Didn't take too long for Gusto to finish, and it was rather anti-climactic, but he smiled, tangling his hands into Gruffi's fur.

"Missed you...n-needed that..."

"I missed you too, and I enjoyed it. Lets get you to bed...and if there aren't people there and you don't fall asleep right away, we can continue..."

Gusto was then lifted into Gruffi's arms and carried out like a rag doll to their attached bedroom, where he was flopped down upon the sheets. Gusto then lay there luxuriously as his lover dried his body, rubbing his skin and fur with the soft towel and running hands and fingers over every inch of him.

"Gruffi..."

Gruffi chuckled, and lay out alongside of Gusto, putting his head down onto Gusto's chest as if listening to his breathing.

"Yeah, I think you're heart's still working, you are tuckered out, yes...but does your heart want a kick start anyway?"

"Would be nice to feel something that didn't...hurt..."

Gruffi rolled Gusto over onto his belly and obliged him.

--I'm not good at writing sex. I just wanted to give impressions of sex here anyway. You'll get a better chapter when my skills better. I'm prone to going back and improving old writing any way I can. When I should be updating my uncompleted stuff. Heh.