Anime RP I Adopted a Snow Leopard Hybrid....damn.... (RhysTheFirebird)

[Firestarter]

Luka's eyes close slowly, a soft hum coming from his lips as he relaxes. "I've never had anyone wash my hair for me before..."

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Snow press softly, massaging his scalp.

 

[Firestarter]

Luka relaxes further, sliding deeper into the bath so that his nose is just about the water.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

After a bit, Snow renses the water from Luka's hair.

 

[Firestarter]

"I feel so bad that I haven't done this for you. I don't want to make you uncomfortable though." Luka murmurs, barely lifting his lips out of the water.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

"I. . . I didn't need it done." He mumbles, the lie skipping out as easily as breathing.

 

[Firestarter]

Luka frowns, wishing he could be as helpful to Snow as he truly wants. "Okay..."

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Snow smiles down at him.

 

[Firestarter]

Luka looks up with just his eyes, he cheeks turning red as his eyes meet Snows.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Snow States and then Shane, "I'll let you finish."

 

[Firestarter]

Looking down quickly, Luka clears his throat and nods, "Okay...I'll be out soon."

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Snow bows and rushes away, going to his little bed in the livingroom.

 

[Firestarter]

Luka sighs and slowly scrubs himself, trying to ignore the feelings coursing through his body. "What the hell is wrong with me?"

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Snow flops down and curls up, quiet.

 

[Firestarter]

Finishing up his bath, Luka wraps the towel around his waist and walks out of the bathroom. Seeing the bag of supplies he got for Snow still in the same spot, He picks it up and walks to the bedroom. "Snow? Did you get to see the things I got for you to help with your...um....heat?"

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Snow looks up and then shakes his head, "Not yet. . ." He stands and moves closer.

 

[Firestarter]

Luka smiles a little and holds the bag out for Snow. "I tried to get you whatever would help. Being honest, I might have gotten too much."

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Snow's takes it, peering into the bag. He pulls out the blanket and heating pad he's already seen, delving deeper into the bag

 

[Firestarter]

Luka nibbles his bottom lip nervously, hoping that the soothing creams and specialized treats would be helpful to Snow.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

"I don't even know what this stuff is?" He reads a box, "Where the hell ony body is this supposed to go?"

 

[Firestarter]

Luka swallow thickly and rubs the back of his neck. "When I asked, they said you can put it on your lower stomach to help. I'm sorry if I messed up."

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Snow stares at the box, rolling it between his hands, "Why would that help?" He frowns, confused.

 

[Firestarter]

"I...I don't know. Maybe it's like one of those muscle relaxing creams." Luka frowns and looks down, feeling stupid. "I'm sorry. I'll do some more research to find something that will help." Forgetting that he's only wearing a towel around his waist, Luka turns and starts heading to his computer.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

"No, it's just. . ." He looks down at himself and then glances at Luka, "I've never. . . Had someone. . . Care."

 

[Firestarter]

Turning around to look at Snow, Luka's eyes soften. "I understand. Just let me know if there is ever anything I mess up on."

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Snow shifts, his face flushing. "Um. . . How am I supposed to. . . Um. . ."

 

[Firestarter]

Luka tilts his head for a moment before his cheeks flush. "W-well I guess you just...um....apply the cream to your lower stomach like a lotion. I would help, but I...don't want to make you uncomfortable."

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

"No, I mean. . ." He sets the bag down, "Like. . . Take care of myself." He whispers.

 

[Firestarter]

Luka's eyes widen and his cheeks turn as red as possible. "Oh-oh! Um...Well you...um..." He lightly closes his fists and makes a stroking motion near his own crotch. "I'm...not really sure how to explain it without making you uncomfortable......Fuck I'm an idiot."

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Snow blinks slowly, "What?" He tilts his head.