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Post by Christian Tait on May 1, 2008 23:39:17 GMT 1
Again that was something Christian couldn't completely understand. He had been playing Daddy since he was thirteen, it was all he knew. He wrapped his arms around him from behind, resting his cheek against his shoulder blade. It was a very awkward position but he managed to stay that way without slipping. "You aren't going to harm her!" He reassured although Brooklyn began whining for "dada" in that moment. He reached out to caress her cheek to let her know that he was still there.
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Post by Aidan Kinney on May 2, 2008 11:15:18 GMT 1
Aidan raised his eyebrow and looked at Christian doubtfully. "She doesn't seem thrilled." He said sneaking a kiss to Christian's cheek then turning back to focus on Brooke. He had no idea how to organize a bath for a baby. "Are you sure she is okay?" He asked rubbing a small belly with a soft sponge. He tickled her tiny foot to distract her
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Post by Christian Tait on May 2, 2008 11:28:57 GMT 1
Christian rolled his eyes, taking the sponge from him and gently nudging him with his shoulder for him to move out of his way. This would go a lot faster if he just did everything himself. "Fine. Watch and take notes because next time you will be doing this on your own" He grabbed the shampoo bottle from the side of the tub and poured a small dot into his palm, lathering it through her soft curls. "Its ok if she whines sometimes. I used to play hide and seek with my mum around bath time when I was little.."
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Post by Aidan Kinney on May 2, 2008 22:08:23 GMT 1
Aidan blushed taking a step aside and watching as Christian took over. He was ashamed he didn't know how to do it. Maybe he wasn't a good material for a father. He bit his bottom lip and stood there just observing Christian's movements. "Hide and seek? Like what?" He asked curiously. His mother never bathed him. His older sister would but it was never a pleasure
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Post by Christian Tait on May 2, 2008 22:19:07 GMT 1
"Mostly I just hid under my bed when it came bath time. She found me every time. Addy always ratted me out, even before we could both talk. She wanted to be on Mum's good side..but it still never worked" Christian shrugged. He glanced at Aidan over his shoulder and then back again to the task at hand, carefully rinsing away the soap with one hand resting on her forehead so that it didn't get in her eyes.
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Post by Aidan Kinney on May 2, 2008 22:28:38 GMT 1
"Yeah I used to hide too but that would end up with hits and bruises. My sister would find me anyway and force bath me" He grimaced at the memories. "And when I was getting too strong dad would help her" He sighed. "I guess I prefer doing it by myself. At least that way I don't get bruised"
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Post by Christian Tait on May 2, 2008 22:36:17 GMT 1
Christian made it a point to make as much noise as he possibly could while Aidan spoke. He had figured that Aidan would have gotten it by now that he didn't like hearing about his father touching his own son in that way. "I could do it for you.." He suggested quietly.
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Post by Aidan Kinney on May 2, 2008 23:18:17 GMT 1
"Wash me?" Aidan looked at Christian in a completely different way now. His pupils dilated and voice turned husky. "You'd take a bath with me?" He murmured wrapping his arms around Christian from behind and kissing the nape of his neck. "Rub my back and wash my hair?" He kept murmuring
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Post by Christian Tait on May 2, 2008 23:49:23 GMT 1
Christian didn't notice the change until he had a horny teenager wrapped around him from behind, making him shiver as he felt soft lips press against the back of his neck. The sponge slipped from his fingers and he gripped the edge of the tub so that his knuckles turned white, willing himself to keep breathing. "Yes..everything.." He managed to choke out.
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Post by Aidan Kinney on May 3, 2008 0:04:18 GMT 1
"And you'd wash me with a soft sponge? Sliding it up and down my back...and then my chest..." Aidan kept murmuring, kissing Christian's neck as his hands started to involuntarly copy the actions he was talking about but without the sponge. "and my arms" His narrow hips started to rock softly rubbing against Christian's
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Post by Christian Tait on May 3, 2008 0:36:46 GMT 1
Christians hips moved in time with Aidan's of their own accord, a low moan escaping from parted lips. He was losing every ounce of self control he had with every word that rolled off the others tongue. "What else would I do?" He managed to turn around to face him, arms circling around his neck as his lips sought Aidan's. So careless Christian, leaving his infant daughter unattended in a bath while he made out with his boyfriend.
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Post by Aidan Kinney on May 3, 2008 13:36:58 GMT 1
Aidan smiled and returned the kiss filling it with passion. He didn't say anything else just focused on the task. However, his arm reached out behind Christian and his long fingers wrapped around Brooke for suppport. Making sure the baby was safe and secure he continued the kiss he initiated and that he missed so much
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Post by Christian Tait on May 3, 2008 13:54:11 GMT 1
Christian smacked his hand away as he reached back behind him, not knowing what he was going for. He had completely forgotten about the impressionable child behind him. "Love you.." He growled forcefully into the kiss. This time there was no embarrassment in what he was saying.
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Post by Aidan Kinney on May 3, 2008 14:20:10 GMT 1
Aidan was stubborn about holding his hand in the same place, fingers secure around Brooke. He didn't move when Christian tried to snap his hand away. But then he heard these words again and this time they were clear. He moaned involuntarly tightening the other arm around Christian. "I love you too" He whispered against his lips.
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Post by Christian Tait on May 3, 2008 14:31:48 GMT 1
Christian melted at the whispered words against his lips, but his body still struggled against the stubborn arm behind him. What was back there that Aidan had to ruin a beautiful moment with? And then it dawned on him. He pushed him backwards off of him and grabbed a towel from the rack, quickly pulling Brooke from the tub and running with her into the other room.
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