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What a powerful chest, was all Nikolai could think while Leon spoke. He was almost afraid to touch it. It was like trying to pet a proud, strong lion - It was terrifying, but something he just had to do! Looking at the champagne, then back at the handsome teacher, Nikolai smirked and grabbed his own glass. "After you, dearie." he grinned.

Nikolai also stared at the ceiling, trying to sort his thoughts. His first time wasn't as nearly what he expected. It was so painful! Maybe it was because he was pretending, but Leon was rushing and didn't hold back as much as the Sin would've liked. Maybe that's how sex work. He never listened in that stupid class, anyway. And on the bright side, he finally lost it to Leon! All his years of waiting paid off, even if it wasn't how he pictured it would be.
Brought back to reality by the question, Nikolai turned his head to look at Leon. "Shower? Together?"

Nikolai caught the towel and stared at it for a moment, trying to picture what was about to happen. He was going to take a shower, but with Leon too. They would both be naked and wet and in a very small space together, most likely forced to be in physical contact with each other. A blush spread across his cheeks. His body wasn't ready for a second round, but he couldn't pass this up (even if he wanted to)! Just how many times did they do it in a day?
Putting on his lazy grin, the Sin got up and wrapped the towel around his waist. Once done, he set a hand on the edge of the dresser to keep himself upright and began walking towards the restroom. It took everything in him to not limp or sit back down. He would never get tired from just one round.

Nikolai stepped in, growing tense as he saw Leon so nonchalantly shower in front of him. Seeing him nude was one thing, but to see all of those muscles glisten under the steamy water was torture.
It took a moment for him to realize that Leon had spoken, and when he did he blushed and turned to face the steamy mirror. "Uh... I'm not sure, dearie. It's entirely possible that she'll get a new host. Then again, it's possible that won't happen."

Pain shot through Nikolai's ankle when he heard Leon. He lifted his leg a bit and rubbed the bandage covering his nearly complete brand.
Deserve it?! The voice from before snarled, causing Nikolai's pain to increase. Biting his lip, he put his leg back down and put on a smile for the teacher. "Sorry, dearie. I got a cut on my leg this morning and it's been bothering me. Nothing a hot shower can't fix." He climbed into the shower and grinned up at Leon. "And I wasn't talking about the water~"

Nikolai stared at Leon for a moment, feeling his heart sink at such sweet words. Why? Why did he have to love this freak so much? All he really did was move his hips and spread his legs! What about that was so heartwarming? What about that could make Leon so head over heels for him?!
A grin spread across the Sin's face. At least he wouldn't get to hear this ever again. "I love you too." he said as he wrapped his arms around Leon's neck. "I always have." Leaning in, he pressed his lips against the other male's as the hot water showered over them.

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The front door banged once... twice... three times. Whoever was at the other side seemed frantic. It was wearing on Nikolai's nerves. He sat against the bed and breathed in the cool, AC air, a huge relief after having been in the small, steamy room for a while. His legs were killing him, too. So were his ears, by the rate that person was knocking. It happened as soon as the shower ended, so that had to be at least ten minutes.

Snowflakes flew in when the door swung open, and among them were pure white feathers. Standing at the doorway was an angel, an authentic winged guardian from Heaven itself. It was no ordinary angel, either. It was Grigori, the one who had Nikolai's heart when hundreds cried for it; the one who made Nikolai who he is today.
Despite the cold weather, he didn't seem bothered, not even a little cold. He wore a simple button-up with the first few buttons open to show part of what was undoubtedly strong pecs, and the wind made sure to push the shirt against his slim, strong body. He wore pants similar to Leon's style, with even brown boots to match and keep him from slipping on ice. What made him stand out, what made him fluster even the lazy Casanova, was not the large, magnificent wings that were folded behind him, but the handsome face that never aged from the day he parted with the smaller man. He had a strong chin and proud, protective eyes that could only belong to a seasoned Soviet. His light, wavy brown hair moved with the wind but was too short to cover his eyes too much. Despite his looks, he had only a look of worry and concern on his face as he saw Leon.
"Where's Nikolai?" he asked with an urgency in his tone.