There were very few moments Galen felt particularly small but being handled so gently and washed by the other man made him feel tiny and malleable in Ebari's large hands.
When he turned around to face the taller man, their chests were pressed against each other and Galen stabilized himself by pressing his hands against the wall behind Ebari's back. His orange eyes shyly met Ebari's, but he soon dropped them.
With warm water going down Galen's back, Ebari resumed the washing and started at Galen's shoulders before slowly washing his way down the man's muscular back. His hands brushed gently over the curve of Galen's round backside until they made it to the upper part of his leg.
Ebari placed the soap back onto the shelf, but his other hand lingered for far too long on the lowest part he could reach.
