Kinda wanna soap
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Thread Topic: Kinda wanna soap
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Sowwy I've been really tired cx)
"I guess I'll have to get in, in order to clean you. Not like you can't do it yourself. I'd just like to do it, just to repay you, I'd suppose." Ariel shrugged. It wasn't exactly the most appealing idea, to be naked in a bathtub with his slave. Well, it wasn't exactly a bathtub either, was it? The angel turned on the jets of the large bathing tub, before standing. There was no way of avoiding it.
One thing the angel did understand was this; for someone to see you in your most vulnerable form was a showing of trust. It was a strong gesture only met for someone you completely adore. He wasn't sure he trusted or adored the young boy, but that wasn't the point. He bit his lip, knowing there were way more scars on his body than the ones on his fingers and toes for Elliot to see. He began to take off his clothing, thinking that tonight could bring more scars for both of them. What did Uriel plan to do, anyways? He was quite nervous, and his expression was full of worry. Ariel was soon completely nude, and he walked down the steps into the bathtub and sat on the underwater bench that was on a side and all along the bathtub walls. -
(it's cool, I haven't been home :D)
Elliot stared at his owner as he shrugged, wondering if bathing with him was a bad thing. "Oh.. Okay.." As the smaller turned away, he didn't see the other press a button. As soon as the jets turned on, the human squealed, jumping slightly in the water. He blushed, staring in amazement at the bursts of water. He hadn't noticed the holes in the tub before.
"What are these?" the human touched one of the holes, feeling the pressure of the water against his skin. He wasn't sure if he liked the feeling or not. Adjusting himself away from a hole, Elliot perched himself on the bench, staring at the ripples in the water. The scent that the angel had chose was spreading through the room. As he turned to lean against the edge of the tub, he looked over at Ariel. He had respectfully looked away from the other for the first few minutes, but couldn't look away now. His face deepened when he realized that the angel was fully nude. He caught flashes of scars, but nothing more. -
(Okie ^.^)
The angel said nothing for a few minutes, basking in the warmth. The heat was pressing against his almost white skin, and his scars shone a bright red. He knew this was the case, but hoped the human was too oblivious to notice or at least, too shy to ask about it. Ariel kept his expression blank. "I enjoy bathing." He said, as the tub filled completely. The faucets shut off immediately, there were sensors in the tub that sensed when the tub was full. Ariel got up again, realizing he had forgotten soap, shampoo and conditioner. How foolish.
"Do you wish to keep dying your hair?" Ariel asked. He rather fancied the purple hair, but it was the slave's choice, he supposed. He thought the slave looked nice with the purple hair, maybe Elliot felt differently. He grabbed two different types of shampoo, conditioner and soap. He felt Elliot could choose. -
Elliot sat in silence with his owner, leaning against the wall of the tub. The water was relaxing, despite the weird vibrations coming from the jet. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to enjoy the moment. When he heard Ariel move, he opened his eyes, sitting up as the other had just started to leave the tub. The purple haired boy watched him, careful to avoid looking below the older's waist.
"Dying my hair..? Oh, you mean.." he reached up to his head, touching the soft purple hair. He didn't know what color he would change it to, if he were to dye it again. He didn't think that he would. "No, I think it's fine this color. Unless, you want me to dye it. Then we can dye it.." He blinked, nibbling his lower lip. -
The angel shrugged. "It's going to fade out after a while, so we might need to redye it." Ariel said with a shrug, returning back. He glanced down to his own body for a brief moment before re-entering the tub. The scars were a bright white normally, but due to the heated water the blood had rushed to them and turned them a pink-red color. They were way more visible now. He sat back down, thinking of the stories most of the scars held. "Oh," He said, nodding over to the shampoo, conditioner and soap he had put on the ledge. "Pick one of each." One of the shampoos was advertised as having Moroccan oil and Shea in it, and the other was strawberry scented with almond oil. The conditioners were almost identical, but one was supposed to be mandarin-vanilla scented and the other was supposed to be unscented. As for the soap, there was a tear-free lavender scented soap and a raspberry scented soap. These were the ones he thought Elliot could appreciate. They smelled nice, and would be good for Elliot's hair and body.
Ariel smiled a little, excited to watch Elliot make a choice. He enjoyed watching him make choices- so shy and meekly. It satisfied him extremely. -
(duuuuude I've had so many bad ideas for this rp xDD)
Elliot blinked, looking down at the water. It was easier for him to think whenever he stared into it. "I'd still like the same color, then. Purple is.. Pretty." When the human looked up, Ariel was back in the water, sitting slightly closer to him. This gave the smaller a chance to look at the other's body. He hadn't noticed them before, but the scars were a bit more visible now. They were all over his body, the human noted. He wondered if they were battle scars. The gray eyed human smirked proudly as he thought about his owner fighting other people and winning. A scene broke out in his mind of the angel wielding something sharp- it changed from a sword, to an ax, and then to another sword- and slicing people down.
He was brought back to reality by the taller's soothing voice. Jolting slightly and blushing, he turned his attention to his owner, curious about what he wanted Elliot to do. He followed Ariel's gaze to the various containers strewn out on a ledge between them. Standing, the human walked over to the products, peering at them. After smelling each of them, Elliot decided on the shampoo with Moroccan oil and Shea, the conditioner with the mandarin-vanilla scent, and the tear-free lavender soap. The human held them for a moment, then turned to Ariel, wondering if his choices were good. -
(Duuuude speak them)
"Well, I'm going to wash you, simply because I want to." The angel chuckles quietly. He snatched the choices the boy had made and pushed the other options away. Ariel signed quietly, putting some shampoo in the palm of his hand. The bottle was quite full, he noticed, and the shampoo was a champagne color and of a medium consistency. It wasn't a very cheap shampoo, nothing was cheap these days. The angels had implemented a new currency system- and money was rare to be found. Although most angels, such as himself, were treated to lavish homes and a high end lifestyle, there were a few who got the brunt of things.
These were the rebel angels. And there were two types of them. The classy ones, the ones who thought they were too big to conform to the new standards. They believed the new angel way of lifestyle was too human like, and that an angel shouldn't sin. They believed slavery was wrong- that their species should help and guide the humans to be like them instead of lowering themselves to human standards. And then there was the other types of rebels. They were simply treated as humans for their low rank in the angel community. They weren't able to get a house or own money. They were often auctioned off with the humans, and they were popular to own. But they were rare and expensive. Some escaped the auction and would hide- who knew where? Ariel suspected that they hid in the forests or mountains.
Thinking about this, Ariel began to lather the shampoo into the purple hair. -
(One of my dreams was something along the lines of Uriel being savage and taking Elliot's virginity, and then whenever Uriel shows up he tries to convince Elliot to be his slave, but Elliot's just like "no f--- u")
"Have fun, I guess," Elliot muttered back to the other, watching the angel grab at his selected cleaning products. He hadn't been very gentle about the motion, but rather quick. He probably didn't like being in the bathroom, where the human could see his scars. The purple haired boy settled down in front of the angel, humming softly as Ariel began to massage the shampoo into his hair. He enjoyed the feeling, he realized- not just of having two hands running through his hair, but having the angel do so. The older had a touch that was soothing. It was soft, and gentle. Elliot himself was sloppy, and quick, usually just trying to finish his bath in time so the auction house owners wouldn't hit him for taking too long.
Ariel wasn't the auction owners, though. He was actually treating Elliot much better than them. He knew that eventually, when he started f---ing up, he would get in trouble. And the poor human was very clumsy on certain grounds. He wasn't sure how much he would mess up with tasks the angel gave him, but he hoped he wouldn't. "...Ariel?" the other asked. -
Oh my god XD)
Ariel glanced over to Elliot when he said his name. "Yessss..?" He asked, tilting his head. As he lathered the shampoo into the slave's purple hairs, he was silently hoping he wouldn't get his own white hair wet. He was somewhat subconscious about what he looked like when his body was wet, especially when wet with that of sweat. Water was to a lesser extent, but still so. Ariel sighed quietly, distracting himself with the action he had preoccupied himself with. He tilted Elliot's head up, using his hands to cup water and rinse out the shampoo. He didn't want to submerge Elliot in the water, he might freak out, and Ariel didn't want to take that chance. So he used the other method instead.
Ariel then began to work with the conditioner. This he knew to be careful with. As he had learned from personal experience- regretfully, more wasn't always better. In fact, using more than the recommended had a tendency of making the hair greasy. The conditioner gave off an appealing scent, though, and Ariel used just a tad more than he knew too. It wouldn't hurt anything, he assumed. Perhaps it would leave a nice scent in Elliot's hair? He hoped so. -
(Or, Elliot makes an agreement with Uriel that he won't harm Ariel, and he'll harm Elliot instead)
"I.. Nevermind," the human seemed to stumble over his own words, blushing slightly. He was too shy to ask him a question. Honestly, Elliot had just wanted to hear the other's voice again. It was soothing, and it made him relax even further than he already was. As soon as Ariel started to rinse out his hear, he closed his eyes, covering them with his hands as an extra precaution. The feeling of the warm water running down his hair to his neck made him shudder in delight. The feeling was weird, but soothing at the same time.
As soon as he was done, Elliot opened his eyes again, blinking. He had gotten the courage to ask his question, finally. As the other rubbed the conditioner into his hair, he perked up, yawning a bit. "Oh, Ariel! What are we going to do today? I mean.. The bathroom is all clean now, isn't it? So what shall I do?" He turned back to stare at his owner for a moment, curious. -
(Omg that's really sad XD)
Ariel chuckled at the slave's shy tendencies. Most slaves were shy, but he found he enjoyed the more extroverted ones the most. Guess he hadn't gotten too overly lucky this round of the auction- in that respect. As Elliot had many other physical and mental aspects that made him quite desirable for the angel. For example, his body type. Nice and lithe, but not too overly slender. That was a remarkable trait that he enjoyed fairly much. Also, there was the fact he was, indeed, a viegin- as the auctioneer had advertised to the angels before they began bidding on him. Of courtesy, for Ariel, this was almost the most important trait. Reckless innocence, curiosity.
Ariel continued to massage the conditioner into Elliot's hair, managing to focus on the ends. No spot was without the conditioner, but he put valid effort into rubbing it into the ends. The angel quietly grit his teeth until the slave asked him a question. "I'm not sure, I have plenty other work for you, I'd supposeee." His voice wavered into a little sing-songey grit at the last word. Such was accomplished by speaking with his teeth a little closer together, restricting airflow, and altering tones with his vocal cords. Quite simple, really. -
(evil laughter)
Elliot moved in the water, wondering how the angel could deal with him. He knew that, as the days went by, he would open up to the older. The human was only shy for the first few days. Still, he knew that his constant questioning and shy actions were quite irritable for most. He remembered angering several of the auction owners when he got rebellious. He rubbed his cheek, pouting at the memory of being hit for his disobedience. The purple haired boy wondered what side of him Ariel would enjoy more.
"But what work?" Elliot asked, blushing in awe at the tone the angel had used towards the end of his sentence. He wasn't sure that he was being useful. First, he hadn't done his job, and now he was getting bathed by his owner. He felt as if he were helpless. "I.. I know you were disappointed in me earlier. I want to make up for my lack of effort. Please," the smaller begged, kicking his feet gently in the water. "Let me do anything to make up for it!" -
(You are very evil 0uO)
Ariel sat down on the underwater bench, washing Elliot's hair of the conditioner. Once he knew it was all washed out, the angel bit his lip. Ariel embraced the slave in his arms, pulling him a little closer. And with that, Ariel wrapped his feet around his ankles, setting his chin on Elliot's shoulder. If Elliot was much taller, or the bench was any shoulder, Ariel wouldn't have been able to do this. Luckily, each were the perfect height, which made the supernatural being hum in happiness. In embracing the slave like this, he hoped Elliot wouldn't get freaked out. Elliot seemed to be a tad shy so far, and that was clear. So he tried to keep his own true intentions on the down low. Not that he had malicious intents at all- well, they kind of were. He did want to use Elliot, but in the most passionate way. He hoped this would be okay with Elliot. He almost laughed at that thought. He had no choice. And that's what made this the most fun. -
(I am the evilest of evil
Do you want to do either of those things, or do you have any ideas of your own?)
Elliot felt discouraged when the other didn't respond. He felt as if he wouldn't be able to make up for his failure. However, soon after rinsing his hair, the angel pulled him closer. The human made a soft, startled noise as he was tugged into a hug. Frozen in both curiosity and fear, the smaller looked at Ariel, pondering what to do. They were both very close. The human couldn't even move, really. Ariel's feet were securing his ankles just enough so that he couldn't swim away. After a few moments, Elliot started to relax, reaching up a hand. He would have touched the angel's hair, but his hand was wet. The angel probably didn't want his own hair to get wet. Pulling his hand down, he relaxed into his owner's hold, silent. He didn't even care that they were both nude. All the purple haired human could do was let it happen. -
You are
And we can, no matter. I kind of like the last idea)
The angel gently lay a few kisses on the human's neck, jaw, and collar bone. He did this in a calm fashion, as if it was just merely normal. He hoped Elliot would relax into this, regardless if it caused him anxiety or not. Many slaves would not be okay with this, Ariel knew. But that didn't much matter. They were a slave for a reason, right? After a few moments, Ariel began to massage the boy's lower back, resting his chin on Elliot's shoulder once more.
"Listen~" The angel purred, a sudden the urgency in his voice. "I have a.. Uh. Meeting to go to. With another angel. You're going to come with." Ariel's personality changed from very sensitive and loving to a sudden cold- like a hard rock wall, there was nothing behind it. Just infinitive coldness. Ariel got like this sometimes, and would therefore be very disrespectful to everyone around him and become a little condescending. This is how Ariel was known as. The rude, arrogant, condescending angel who always got what he wanted, no matter how much blood had to be spilled.
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