bakerstreet | It's been a long week.

It's been a long week.

the intimate bathing meme;

Grooming is an important part of many species' rituals. It keeps them clean, healthy, and content. And a good bath? It can change the whole tone of a day from terrible to relaxed and blissful.

But nudity is sometimes viewed as a weakness - and it is almost always sexualized - so bathing is often kept a private matter. If you do share these moments with someone, they're almost always a significant other or a sexual partner.

Like you're doing now.

Whether it be after a battle or after sex (or before sex, even), the two of you are going to get clean. Be sure to help each other out with that, won't you? After all, there are places on the back that just can't be reached...

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[Getting clean the manual way can be a lot of fun...]

(How about with this one?)

[Absolutely!]

(awesome! Small problem is I have no idea how to start with these two.)

Johanna reminds Gabriel of Kali, in a lot of ways. All the right ways, for the most part. She, too, burns with a powerful fire and a will that cannot be dominated. Defiance is a beautiful quality in another being; Gabriel had defied everything when he'd left home, and sometimes it's hard to find that same spirit in others.

Of course, sometimes he exacerbates it.

Like right now, holding a bottle of shampoo just out of reach out Johanna's wet arm. It's not particularly hard to get it back, of course, but she'd have to turn around in the bathtub, and see his grin that would make any other trickster quite proud.

There were few people that Johanna tolerated, let alone allowed so closer to her when she was exposed like this. Gabriel had been so different though. There was no one in panem that believed in gods or even knew what they were. For some reason this one had decided he wanted to get to know Johanna.

Well his tricks were impressive, but stupid ones like this really did set her off. Well, if that's how he wanted to be Johanna would turn around and straddle his lap. She leaned forward as she pressed both her hips and chest into him.

"Is it that you want me to stay dirty?"

Gabriel kept that same grin on his face, looking exceptionally pleased with himself, as Johanna straddled him, slippery skin against slippery skin. She could easily reach the bottle, now, and the jig was up.

In truth, he'd been initially unwilling to get himself involved with any of the Tributes, because no one knew heartbreak and trauma quite like the youngest archangel. But Johanna was a bonfire in the middle of the night, so to speak; it was hard not to notice her, unless a designer put her in a shamefully dull dress for the hundredth time.

(Trees, really?)

He chortled, wiggling the bottle in his hand. "I do like a dirty girl, you know."

Johanna wasn't one that could really be ignored when she didn't want to be. She needed someone just as interesting, which she had found in Gabriel.

"Yeah, I know." She just grinned. "But why don't you use that soup to run your hands over every curve of my body instead? I think you'd like that too." She kept her body against his, not making any move for the bottle. She just looked into his eyes with that grin of hers.

"You present a lovely course of action." Grinning back at her, Gabriel set down the bottle to pick up the scented soap. "What did I ever do without your suggestions?"

At first, when he'd arrived from Heaven, shaking and miserable and alone, the archangel-turned-trickster hadn't seen the point of a bath. Not when he could just snap his fingers and get the job done instantly. But slowly, with each mortal partner, Gabriel's mind had been changed.

Now, he loves them. So long as he has the proper time to enjoy them.

Working the soap into a suds in his hands, Gabriel slipped them under the water to slide them up Johanna's thighs and hips, massaging the skin.

Johanna's hips rocked forward with the touch, her eyelids lowering a little as she softly moaned. It was almost like a purr. "You have a wonderful touch."

Her hands, free now to wonder over his body, moved down his chest. It moved her torso away from his but her hips stayed closer so he could keep his magical touch going. "Not a bad looker either." She teased. Her fingers gingerly traced over his muscles. She couldn't help herself, he was fun to make quips back and forth with.

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He rubbed circles into her hips before moving a bit inward, over her stomach muscles, brushing just below her rib cage, and continuing the same motions there, smirking. Gabriel was used to being the one doing the teasing. It was refreshing to have someone else doing the same. Extremely fun, even.

"I try," he said, still smirking as his hands moved to Johanna's back, leaving a trail of suds in the water. "You're not so bad yourself. Though I think I prefer you like this, and not in your fancy clothes."

Gabriel winked, ever the personality to make a bath together chock full of more innuendo than it already was.

"Fancy clothing is for chumps. I'd walk around with not a stitch if I could." She grinned. A lot of people would like to see that, but it would also lead to a lot of people asking to have time with her. She didn't need that, so she kept her clothing on when she wasn't alone.

Leaning forward she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his nose playfully. "You know, I would never expose myself for those capital pigs pleasure, but undressing for someone like you us extremely enjoyable." When his eyes were on her she felt like he was seeing her as something other than just a victor.

The archangel — or god, as he was masquerading, it was just easier when people didn't remember the Bible — retrieved a scrubby from the side of the tub and began to lather up Johanna's back. It gave him an excuse to touch her all over, as she'd said, and he was completely okay with that. More than okay.

"It's a shame those dickbags would just leer. Clothing is just a terrible thing to do to such a lovely body," Gabriel chuckled, his smirk softening just a little at the kiss. Johanna had a way of brightening him right up. It was only fair that he try to do the same.

Johanna leaned her body against Gabriel again, sighing happily as she rested her chin on his shoulder. She didn't know why she felt it was safe here with him. It was like when she was so close to him, the capital could never touch her. She just listened as he washed her back. The water was soothing as it feel from the scrubby.

"Gabriel, can I keep you?" She giggled, half kidding and half not. The only reason the capital let him be so close to a victor without pay was his 'powers'. They gave him what he wanted so he wouldn't mess with their government.

While it would be a hat trick just to fly in, kill Snow, and fly out, Gabriel wasn't born yesterday. Far, far from it. He knew that if he did it, some schmuck would take his place and the balance of power would stay as it was.

No, it would take something else to change Panem. Something unpredictable. Something to tip the scales in a way no one would see coming.

"I dunno," he teased Johanna, winking though she couldn't see it, "I'm not really the collar type."

Gabriel was as flighty as a hummingbird, with the same attention span, but he could take pleasure in quiet moments like these. It was him, her, and the water. Her back scrubbed thoroughly, he settled for stroking his hands up and down her sides.

Johanna just laughed at that. She of all people knew that ownership was never a real thing. Johanna herself had everything taken away from her when she wouldn't let anyone take ownership of her body. The capital still whispered about why she wasn't available to them.

"I'd rather claim you in an entirely different way." Johanna hummed against the side of his neck playfully. His hands against her bare skin felt amazing. She pulled back away from his body so she could smile at him, one hand raising to cradle the side of his face. "Something you can't remove even if you leave me."

"That sounds ominous."

Gabriel winked again. It wasn't as though he had too much to worry about. No one remembered holy fire, anymore, and the only things that actually made him nervous were holy fire and his own blade. The latter was, at the moment, safely tucked away.

"You have my attention," he added, turning his head a little to give her palm a playful kiss.

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