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nic nic nic please can i request soft shower sex with price

ahh of course :) i was listening to all i need to hear by the 1975 while listening to this, so figured i would link it here too.

cw: shower sex, no mention of anatomy regarding reader

'Cause it all means nothing, my dear If I can't be holding you near So tell me you love me 'Cause that's all that I need to hear

hands rest at your waist, the grip is firm but comforting. his bear scratches against your cheek as he moves from the kiss to place multiple ones across your jawline and down to your neck. the hands gripping your waist now releasing slightly as fingers grab at the hem of your shirt to pull it over your head. the warmth of his breath against your skin is briefly interrupted when the shirt tugs past your head and quickly tossed onto the floor by your feet.

and the two of you break apart, john headed for the shower with one hand undoing his pants while the other reaches for the shower knob to allow time for it to warm up. while he does that you focus on removing the rest of your clothes, feet awkwardly shuffling in place and thighs pressed against each other as a poor attempt to shield yourself. small steps are made towards john, your hands reaching out to help with getting his pants off to focus on something other than the fact you stood bare before him. despite the countless of times, there was still a shyness about being exposed fully.

one both of you stood naked now, price's hand grabbing for yours as he guided you into the shower. the warm water causing shivers up your spine as it hit your cold skin, a soft chuckle escaped passed price's lips and hands grabbed for your waist once more. your back pressed against his frontside, brain focusing between the water from the shower head hitting against your chest and price's lips coming in contact once more with the skin on your neck. small nips and kisses against your skin made you chuckle softly now.

"careful," you spoke softly, hands placing themselves on john's forearms that securely held you in place against him. "you know it's a pain to cover it up."

"but not impossible," he pointed out in return to your comment, and you could feel his lips curve into a smile against your neck. the arms around you loosened, but remained around you as he tapped a finger against your abdomen to indicate he wanted you to face him. obliging, you turned your body within his hold.

the man in front of you, chest hair clinging to his own skin that covered a few scars here and there, had your hands now find their way up to his neck. fingers brushing passed the scares, lingering a few moments longer than other spots, until you could pull him down slightly to your level. this time you initiate the kiss, fingers delicately grazing up his neck to hold his face in your hands. the action causing price to take two small steps to press your back against the cold tile. a small gasp pulls your lips from the kiss as the chill takes your body by surprise, but price closes the gap between your lips to reseal the kiss.

one arm slips away from your waist as he keeps the kiss intact despite bending down slightly to grab one of your legs; his hand hooking the inner side of your knee to hold it up.

"john–" you murmur against his lips, grabbing for his biceps now as you glance up at him.

"i got you," his voice assured, knowing you were worried about slipping against the tile. "not gonna let you out of my hold, m'kay?" and you nodded in response, letting him adjust both of your positions. only did his other hand leave your body briefly to align himself with you, grazing his tip against you before his hips pressed forward.

nails dug into the skin of his biceps as he slowly pushed into you, a soft 'ah' leaving your body involuntarily. your own body pressing forward away from the wall, the urge to be closer to him clouding your consciousness. his stomach pressed against your body, one hand gripping your knee tightly to securely hold you up as he thrusted slowly into you.

"gon' grab your other leg and lift you," it wasn't a question, but he was telling you, just so you wouldn't be taken by surprise. carefully, while still inside you, his hands grabbed where needed to pick you up. your back pressed back against the wall once more and you felt the muscles of his biceps flexing under your fingers as he picked up up.

your face nuzzled his neck, one hand holding the back of his head while the other gripped onto his bicep. soft moans echoing in the shower mixed with the sound of skin coming in contact at a steady pace. it wasn't fast or harsh, it felt like he was taking his time to imprint the memory in his mind.

the grunts that left his body had you hold onto him tighter, your eyes closed shut to remember the memory in your own mind.

"please," the plea came out mixed with a grunt, no other words trailing after it. but after enough times, you knew what he was asking from you.

"john price," you spoke as you pulled your face away from his neck, eyes locked onto his directly as you were face to face. "i love you." at the same time, your legs tightened around him as he thrusted into you.

"i love you."

there was never 'too' or 'more' attached to either of your words. you weren't just saying it back to each other just to say it. both of you meant it.

and for a brief moment, a smile broke on his face. the furrowing of his brows relaxed as his thrusts stopped to press into you, wrinkles at the corners of his eyes accompanied the smile before leaning in to kiss you. the thrusts resuming mid-kiss, clenching around him as he pushed you towards your orgasm.

"john," you mumbled against his lips. "i'm–" but, he mumbled back against your lips in return.

"come on," lips pecked yours quickly before his breathing became jagged and you took it as the 'okay'. both of your moans filling the bathroom, only now did his thrusts loose a rhythm before he pressed into you again and held himself there for a few moments while you clenched around him.

pulling out of you, your legs loosened from around his waist. his hands securely grabbing at your body as your feet pressed against the tile floor. the water somewhat still warm hit your bodies, both of you standing still to let it rinse you off briefly before john reached for the knob to shut the water off.

"let's get you dried off and in bed," a rough hand cupping your cheek as he leaned down to kiss you and you grabbing at his wrist, nodding before he kissed you.