The door swung shut with the unmistakable sound of someone entering the bathroom, causing Aero to clamp his lips tightly together so as not to be heard over the spray.
The footsteps were calm and measured, so Aero figured it could be Cody. It wouldn't exactly be the first time the other boy had caught him in a compromising position.
Aero flinched as the shower in the neighbouring cubicle was switched on. The tiled divides prevented him from seeing who it was. However, judging by the unhappy grunt that came a moment later (presumably from the initial shock of cold water) he figured it was a guy.
Aero knew it wasn’t Tyron because Aero had made to sure to pay special attention to memorising Tyron's grunts.
For reasons.
'Be Thomas, be Thomas,' Aero repeated to himself internally as he leaned backwards, arching his spine so as to angle his head around the divide but still managing to conceal his body and most importantly, his undeterred erection.
Of course it was not Thomas.
Aero let out an impressive array of swear words in his head as his eyes fixed on the muscled back that clearly belonged to Jago.
Aero knew that the Feral himself must have been aware of someone else in the bathrooms, even without the fact that Aero's shower was still switched on. Ferals had elevated senses and heightened awareness.
Jago might even be able to smell him. For some reason the thought made Aero shudder with an undefined emotion.
Aero tried to hold back his groan of frustration as he leant forwards and pressed his forehead against the damp coolness of the cubicle tiles. He needed this release and he'd be fucked if he let Jago ruin it for him.
Aero didn’t perform well as a Doll when he was...pent up...and being the best Doll he could be on this mission, well it was important to him. He wanted to show Sienna, Tyron and Cody that he could do this, that he could be a compatible and contributing team member.
Aero also knew how snappy he tended to get when he hadn’t 'relaxed' for a while. He couldn't imagine it would be the best attitude to adopt when surrounded by overly sensitive manchild Ferals.
'Fuck it,' Aero stated determinedly to himself before taking his cock back in hand and closing his eyes to turn his face up to the still pleasantly warm spray.
It wasn’t like Jago could see him or could probably even tell which Doll he was. Not unless Ferals had also been given x-ray vision that Aero didn't know about. And if they had? Well the oversized asshole would just have to deal, because Aero was here first.
One thing Aero was sure of was that Ferals had incredible hearing. Therefore, he did his best not to sigh or gasp too obviously as he began to pump his shaft with the certainty of someone who just needed to freaking come already.
His other hand moved from its previous position to fondle his tightening balls instead. Aero let out a small breathy moan that he was pretty sure was swallowed by the rush of the water above him.
He tensed his back into a taut bow-string curve, imagining rough hands sliding up from his hips and dipping in at his sides. The fingers would press against his heated skin, hard enough to leave bruises, hard enough to claim.
He imagined hot breath at the back of his neck, his usual fantasy of Tyron was replaced by a faceless blur.
Aero let his unidentified imaginary lover caress his neck and throat before imagining them biting down hard on tender flesh where his neck met his left shoulder.
Aero's mouth fell open with a soundless cry as he came, imagining the teeth sinking in further as a thick finger penetrated his ass.
Well that's a new kink.
Aero opened his eyes gingerly as he stared down to see his own come mingling with the water and swirling down the drain. Some of it was still left sprayed down his right thigh in a splatter print of heated arousal.
He let himself exhale deeply and contentedly as he scrubbed it away and stretched out the still tensed muscles of his back. Aero turned round to reach for his towel, wrapping it around his waist and pausing as he realised that there was no sound coming from the cubicle next to him. The shower had been turned off.
Aero guessed Jago must have just come in for a quick wash, he doubted if the guy ever jerked off anyway.
"Feel better now Aero?"
Aero yelped as he spun round to come face to face with a towel clad Jago. The other boy's bare chest glistening with water droplets and his wet hair slicked down to his forehead.
"I suppose that little show was just another part of your childish 'revenge'?" Jago sighed, as if the whole thing was rather tedious and Aero was acting like a petulant kid.
"W-what?" Aero stammered inarticulately, tightening his grip on his own loosely wrapped towel.
"You need to stop," Jago stated, ignoring Aero's evident confusion.
He finally flicked his eyes to catch Aero's, fixing him with a hard look. "When we get back to Base you can act out all you want. But here? Aero this is a hostile planet, you need to put any personal issues you have with me aside-"
"What the fuck?!" Aero interrupted, flushing angrily. "You're the asshole here!"
"I know," Jago shrugged apathetically, "but you're not exactly being a saint."
"I..." Aero stammered, wondering what the hell he could say because evidently Jago heard his little shower session and it wasn’t like he could exactly say he didn't know Jago was there. Besides, the Feral would know he was lying.
"I didn't know you could hear me," Aero admitted, dragging his eyes away from Jago's incredulous expression and staring down at the damp floor.
"Aero, I think every Feral in the shack probably heard you," Jago replied bluntly, making Aero recoil and redden with humiliation.
"I...it's not my fault you guys are fucking freaks and can hear a pin drop a mile away!" Aero half shouted back. He felt tenser now than he had even before his shower.
"You do realise we can do more than hear right?" Jago continued, looking highly unimpressed. "We smell everything too, including...that."
Jago's gaze flickered momentarily to Aero's crotch as the other boy wished he had been genetically modified to be able to dissolve into the floor.
"You could have fucking stopped me!" Aero blurted out, feeling furious at both himself and Jago and well, Ferals in general.
"I figured you probably needed it," Jago sighed, looking away to the side again.
The 'because you're not getting it from anywhere else' was only too heavily implied.
"Screw you," Aero hissed angrily, before turning back around and storming out of the bathrooms.
It was only when he got back to his room that he rested his head against the door and let out a hysterical and pained laugh of disbelief as he realised that for the second time, he had left his clothes behind.
*
The next day Aero woke with what felt like an anger hangover. His mind was heavy with all the witty and sharp things he should have said and there was a somewhat bitter taste at the back of his mouth.
"Time to go out and scout," a voice informed him from the foot of his bed.
"Think I'll have a lie in actually," Aero croaked as he cracked his eyes open and grinned at Cody.
"Oh the supervisors will love that," Cody huffed, rolling his eyes and bending over to whip the sheets from Aero's snuggled form.
"Hey!" Aero groaned, jerking his knees up and hugging them close to his chest. "It's cold!"
"Won't be if you get dressed," Cody hummed absently as he gestured for Aero to get on with readying himself. "We're going out after breakfast, heading west towards the stone forests."
"Cool," Aero murmured, closing his eyes again and rolling over, "don't forget to pack sandwiches, a picnic blanket and a camera."
"Aero," Cody murmured warningly, "I thought you might want to go have breakfast early because the Ferals aren't there yet,"
"I'm up! I'm up!" Aero exclaimed, scrabbling out of the bed and reaching across for his tunic that he’d had to go back for the previous night.
"That's what I thought," Cody smiled as he took a step back and went to wait outside the room for Aero to be ready.
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