Sean raced after Nate, staying right at his heels. He had played this game too many times with his siblings over the years. It was part of the reason that he was as fast and as nimble as he was. Sean tried to pass Nate in the hallway, but Nate pushed him into the wall and tried to keep going. Chuckling, Sean hooked his arm around Nate's waist. Yanking him back enough to stop him from entering the bathroom. Nate's hands clung to the bathrooms door frame, trying to use his strength to keep going. Sean strained out a groan as he tried to resist Nate's arm strength. Realizing that he was loosening his grip on Nate's wet body, he carefully released him. Nate bolted into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him as Sean playfully jerked forward to pretend like he was still fighting for it. Smirking to himself, Sean rubbed his sore upper arm and headed into his room. 

He knew if he really tried, he might have been able to overpower Nate... but really he didn't think it was all that important. So, he'd get a cold shower. That wouldn't be a bad thing at present. Sean barely got into his room, when the door to the bathroom opened. Sean glanced over his shoulder with a warm smile as Nate cleared his throat nervously. Sean turned resting his shoulder against the door frame of his room, asking playfully. "What's up, doc?" Nate blushed a little, pushing the door open wider and mumbling out softly without looking at him. "Sean... You wanna join me?" Sean pressed his head to the door frame watching Nate's eyes slowly rise up to meet his. He was adorable when he was nervous. Nate bit his bottom lip, causing his dimples to stand out as he stood aside to wave him in with soft puppy eyes. Sean pushed himself off the frame, slowly making his way past Nate.

Nate shifted nervously, then started to close the bathroom door. Had Nate done anything like this before? Or was he just nervous because he was doing this with him? Sean turned away to try and lighten the tension between them. Reaching back over his head, he pulled his soaked shirt up his back and over his head. Letting the wet shirt fall down his long arms to the floor, he shook his bangs to loosen them up a bit. A loud 'Bang' made Sean jump, jerking his head up to look into the sink's mirror. Behind him, Nate winced and cleared his throat awkwardly. It only took Sean a minute to guess what had happened.  From the way Nate quickly turned away from him to face the door. He figured that Nate had gotten distracted by him and leaned back against an unclosed door. Which it turn, had caused it to slam shut when he lost his balance. Nate's face was the brightest shade of red as he glanced over his shoulder for a brief second to see if he was still looking. Sean tried hard to suppress a smug grin. He never felt like he was much to look at... but maybe he was wrong.

Sean relaxed, lowering his eyes off the mirror for a bit. If Nate had been looking into the mirror, than he had gotten quite an eye full of his front. He hadn't removed his pants yet. However, he wondered if that was the reason Nate was trying to get comfortable against that door. To watch him. Sneaking a glance back up into the mirror, he saw Nate carefully removing his shirt. He couldn't help noticing that Nate's hands were shaking. Sean bit his tongue and turned around to face him. He was usually the nervous one. He didn't want Nate to feel that way. Nate dropped his shirt to the floor, clearing taking a few silent deep breathes. Sean moved closer, sliding his hands very carefully over his broad bare shoulders. Nate's shoulder tensed up at the first initial touch, his hands rising up as he stepped closer to put his hands flat against the door. Sean inched closer, keeping his hands ghosting above Nate's cold shoulders.

Was this normal behavior for Nate? He didn't know, but it was making him nervous. He didn't get a chance to ask, when Nate told him in a wispy voice. "Sorry... I... I'm not used to being touched like that." Sean let his hands rest on Nate's shoulders and messaged them comfortingly. Nate felt so tense. Nate pressed his forehead to the door, relaxing his shoulders as best he could. Sean slid his hands down Nate's arms to his elbows, asking sweetly. "Nate... When you were with Mat... Did you two ever...?" Nate let out a nervous chuckle, but answered honestly. "No. Mat could never take anything serious with me beyond second base... and even then I did most of it." Sean nodded to himself.  He remembered that his first few years with Mark was like that. He had let Mark do everything. It felt safer that way. It was only until his relationship with Felix that he started shifting roles. Running his hands back up Nate's muscular arms, he leaned in closer to ask him in a soft voice. "Do you want me to stop?"

Nate shook his head, starting to turn around. Sean removed his hands as Nate pressed his back firmly against the door and told him in a low reluctant voice. "I don't mind it... Just stay where I can see you? It's hard for me to explain... but I just have this thing about people being directly behind me..." Nate averted his gaze and started rubbing his arm anxiously. Sean thought about asking, but realized that Nate looked really uncomfortable. So, to acknowledge that he understood Nate's feelings. He lifted Nate's chin and kissed him. The kiss was just light fleeting kisses at first, that casually drew deeper into longer and more suggestive ones. If Nate was uncomfortable with it, than that was all he needed to know. When their kissing had stolen the last of his breath, he stepped back to breathe. Nate tilted his head back against the door, breathlessly asking him in a low tone with fragile eyes. "Does that upset you?" Sean shook his head, giving him a warm smile, replying happily. "No, man. I get it. I know the feeling. You don't have to worry."

Sean started to reach for the button of his jeans, stopping only when Nate's hands moved in to slid over the backs of his hands. Sean ran the backs of his hands up the inside of Nate's outstretched arms, feeling how cold his soft skin was. All the while, letting his eyes slowly drift up Nate's front. He didn't have the toned six-pack that he was used to seeing on Mark and Felix... but he was lean and his skin looked so smooth. His hands reached Nate's elbows, before he stepped closer and moved his hands to Nate's bare sides. Nate's hands took ahold of his jeans, taking his time with the button. Nate's warm breath brushed over Sean's bare shoulder, giving him goosebumps, upon asking him curiously. "How long did it take you?" Sean smiled, leaning in to press his warm lips against Nate's shoulder. He heard Nate inhale so lightly that he prolonged the gesture by kissing his skin. Tasting him and savoring the way he smelled. Whatever Nate was wearing had gotten his senses all worked up for more.

Forcing himself to pull his lips off him, he whispered huskily over his tender flesh. "It's different for everyone. You just have to get comfortable enough with me to where you can trust me. Takes time." Sean moved a hand up Nate's chest, deliberately brushing his fingers over his nipple and up to his shoulder. From there, Sean lifted his head and brought his fingers to Nate's ear. Nate turned his head to the side, closing his eyes and breathing much shallower. Sean smirked, stroking Nate's ear down to his hollow black ear gauges. He hardly wore his anymore, but Nate was never without his. Seeing him with them made him want to wear his again. His heart swelled at the idea and he leaned in to place a loving kiss to Nate's jaw. After the brief kiss, he leaned back to give Nate some room to breathe. Nate smiled, turning his attention back to Sean's jeans and finally getting the button undone. Sean drifted his hands back down Nate's chest, taking hold of his jeans and making quick work of them.

Nate waited until Sean had opened his zipper, before taking over to undress himself. Sean didn't want to stare. So, he focused on undressing himself too. By the time he pulled his last leg free and kicked his pants aside, Nate was sliding the shower door open and stepping inside. Sean gave him a few seconds, then followed him in. Nate pressed his back against the tile wall the closest to the shower head. Sean's breath caught in his throat at the sight of Nate, causing him to turn away and shut the door feeling more than a little sinful. Nate had his hands folded behind him at his lower back and his foot was braced against the wall just high enough that his thigh blocked his view. The way he was slightly leaning forward made his long dark bangs hang down his face in such a way that it made Nate look much younger than he was. Sean hadn't been expecting to see him like that and forgot how to use his lungs.

Closing his eyes for a second, he inhaled deeply and turned to look back at Nate. Nate was looking at him now with bright confident eyes.  Eyes that made Sean exhale quietly from slightly parted lips. He had survived Mark's deep voice and Felix's playful nature... but nothing prepared him for Nate's breathtaking eyes. Those eyes showed him so much emotion without a single word. The sassiest grin spread across Nate's face and Sean swallowed. This was bad. He no longer felt in control of this situation. Nate had caught him off guard and shattered his defenses, leaving him feeling emotionally vulnerable. Nate moved his hand to the knob on the wall, turning it on with a single turn of his wrist. The water shot out from the head, causing Sean to snap out of his trace and jump back as cold water splashed his thighs. Nate moved his hand off the knob to touch the water, telling Sean innocently. "It takes a few seconds for it to warm up."

Sean narrowed his eyes on Nate in a playful scolding manner. He was sure that Nate had set him up for that. He was thankful for that internally though. It helped him build some kind of a small wall back up around his fluttering heart. When the water turned warm enough, Nate finally moved away from the wall. Stepping into the water, he let it run down from along his neck to the rest of his body. Sean watched how the water hugged every curve of his body all the way down to his legs. Nate's eyes were closed as he casually tilted his head back to let the water run over his face. It was like Nate didn't know, or even care that he was there... watching him. Sean took a deep breath, forcing himself to move closer one step at a time. Nate raised his hands to run his hands through his hair, leaving himself open for Sean's advances. Getting close enough to him, Sean put his hands on either side of his waist. A soft throaty moan hummed in Nate's throat and he started to lower his hands. At least, until Sean's lips found his neck.

Sean parted his lips practically drinking the water running down over Nate's skin. Nate moaned more vocally in response. His voice echoing off the tile walls as one of his hands shot out to grab the top of the shower door and the other slammed flat against the tile wall at the same level. Sean pulled Nate's hips closer to his, brushing his lips along the large vein that stood out on his neck.  The more Nate tried to suppress his moans, the bigger the vein seemed to get. Sean ghosted his teeth down the vein, feeling how much that effected Nate. Sean purred against his throat like a cat, feeling Nate quiver. He had found Nate's stimulant and planned to take full advantage of it. To Be Continued...