Roderick took the bottle from Alex hesitantly. It wasn’t that he didn’t want this intimacy with this man. It was what he wanted more than anything at this very moment. He just wasn’t expecting it.He squirted some soap in his hands and then stuck his hands under the water and made a rather generous lather. He looked down at the man who was a little shorter and smaller than him, and moved his hands to Alex’s hair. He touched Alex’s head lightly, the way he would touch something delicate and possibly fleeting, like a sunset. He allowed his hands to trace Alex’s head, admiring the size and shape of it as he slowly moved the lather through his hair.
Alex closed his eyes, and Roderick moved his hands over Alex’s face, tracing his cheekbones, and then his lips. Alex smiled with his eyes closed,
