Chapter 29: Chapter 29

"I wished to hear you call my name but not in that tone," Nick nervously wiped all his cum on her face, but as they splashed everywhere, some landed on her hair as well.

Kate was glaring and huffing as she sat there on the bed with Nick, who seemed to be messing her whole face more than it already was. But when she saw how Nick was like holding a hot potato fresh from the oven with how jumpy he was, creating a bigger mess on Kate's face, the latter could not keep her angry face and held Nick's both hands with both of hers. Her left to his right and her right to his left. Then she held them both to the side, and with a stern face, she asked Nick.

"Don't tell me I just had a facial creampie?" Kate asked Nick with her widened eyes.

"You just had... what?!" Nick was blown away by the words she had just said. "Where did you even get those words?"

Nick was so shocked that he jumped off the bed, and when he looked at her, he could not help his lips cracking in a naughty smile. Facial creampie is a word he had known from porn, so he knew what it meant. Does it mean Kate is also watching them? Does she also watch porn?

"What?!?" Kate glared at him. He was fixing his pants, buckling his belt again, when she saw him with a funny smile on his face.

Nick shook his head and lifted Kate in his arms.

"Heeeeeeey!" Kate shrieked in great surprise. She did not see that coming. "What are you doing?!"

Kate embraced her arms tightly around his neck and shoulders in fear of her falling down from his hold. Nick was still smiling wide as he could not erase the thought of Kate doing the same thing he does when he is horny, but he did not want to ask. He kept walking with Kate in his arms to the bathroom.

"I think you need a bath," Nick held back his laughter.

Kate's mouth gaped, repressing her annoyance.

"And may I dare to ask whose fault is that?" She clenched her teeth.

The ambiance became funny and none erotic at all as Nick did not hold his laugh any longer.

"I'm very sorry. It's all my fault," Nick retreated.

"Good that you know," Kate slapped one of his arms slightly. "Ahhhh!"

Nick threatened to drop her in return for her slap, and she shrieked. Her hold on his body tightened, making Nick smile even more widely. He roared into louder laughter as she made herself securely clung to him.

They arrived at Kate's bathroom, and Nick put her down to sit on the sink.

"Stay here. I will get the water ready," Nick said. He made sure she was safely seated and comfortable before he went to turn the shower on. It was summer, but as it was late in the evening already, Nick did not want Kate to feel cold. Then he walked back to her and peeled her off her clothes.

Kate did not want him doing things like she was also a patient like her mom.

"I can take a shower on my own, let alone take my clothes off, Nicholas Eudovic..." Kate mentioned his name with a heavy tone. Making Nick wince as if she was pressing his name crushed down flatly on the ground.

"Ouch... I wanted to hear you call my name but never in that way," Nick's grimace turned to a silly smile as he imagined how he wanted her to call his name, like earlier after she regained her resurrected soul from a shattering orgasm.

"Stop it," Kate pinched his cheeks as she did not want to see his wisenheimer smile. "And out me down, before all these juices drip down to my mouth," she let her tongue roll around her lips as she said so.

"God!" Nick groaned, trying to suppress her provocations. "Kate, don't... just... please, don't..."

She is torturing him. He just came and released a lot, but he can feel his buddy angered down there again.

"What? Which one do you want me to stop?" Kate wanted to mess with him as he did playing to drop her earlier. She dipped a finger on her face and pretended there was something on it and seductively licked on its tip.

"Hmmmmmm...." Kate moaned as if she had tasted something so yummy.

Nick abruptly turned around. He did not want to see her doing whatever antics she was playing right now. The mere view of her licking her finger was sending shivers down his erection. And the thought of having a drop of his cum on it tickles him like a bird's feather rubbing lightly on his skin from his abdomen down to his crotch.

"Kate..." he groaned in agony as he grabbed his hair to pull on them.

"Alright, alright! Just put me down. I need to take a shower!" Kate huffed, looking at a seemingly distressed Nick on his back.

Nick turned around again to help Kate get off the sink, and without looking at her face, he helped her take all her clothes off except for her undies. Then he led her to walk towards under the showerhead.

"Wait," Kate stopped before stepping inside the shower cubicle.

"What?" Nick's eyes turned to look at her in the eyes, confused about what did she want again this time.

"Do you want me to take a shower with these on?" Kate asked in disbelief, pointing at her body with all her underwear still in their places.

"Well, uhh... why not?" Nick dismissively answered and guided her again to step into the shower.

"What do you mean why not?" Kate was feeling stupefied at Nick being unreasonable. She was breathing with her mouth gaped in combinations of astonishment and flabbergast.

Looking at her unreadable expressions, Nick gave up.

"Fine, fine, let's take them off, okay?" He unlatched the hooks of her brassier from behind her and raised his eyes to look at her approval. "Okay? Are we good?"

"Did you know you can just leave me alone if you are going to be blocking my way to have a good, clean and perfect shower?" Kate asked him with a "duh" look on her face.

Nick could not retort, but he did not want to leave her either. He made a mess of her by cumming all over her face and hair. The least that he could do was wash her hair, which he was about to do. He was thinking about washing her hair, but he did not want to see her naked. He was worried his demanding and long-deprived virility would rise up again and do something he shouldn't.

"If you're staying while I take a shower, you will have to endure watching me naked because there is no way in hell I will ever feel all cleaned up with my panties on the whole time!" Kate stepped into the cubicle with her hands holding the side hips of her panties and pulled them in one go. She was grumpy as she stepped on it, not bothering to pick it up, or this man next to her might say something again.

Nick felt relieved that Kate was angered. It was easier than when she was playful and teasing him to the brink of his arousal.

Nick stood behind Kate under the shower. He diligently washed, shampooed, and rinsed her hair, but he did not touch anywhere else on his body.

Kate did not wait for Nick to do anything else other than washing her hair, so she lathered her body with a bath sponge. She moved according to how she felt like moving. She was pissed at Nick for being so unreasonable. Like, hello? Who showers with their underwear still on inside the privacy of their bathroom? He had seen her most intimate parts already, anyway. What's the matter then?

"I'm done. You can't walk out of here dripping. There's a towel on the rack," Kate turned the shower off, pulled her robe on the hook, and still annoyed, she walked out passed by Nick to leave the cubicle. She walked to the lavatory sink and pulled a small towel to dry her hair as she walked out of the bathroom.

Nick heard Kate blowing her hair dry, and he hurriedly took off his pants and took a quick shower in her bathroom, and did as she said, making sure no drop of water fell on her floor. He wrung his pants dry of water and brought it out with him when he finished his shower. He walked out of her bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist and his wet clothes on his hands. Kate was still on her robe, seated at the dresser table applying some lotion on her skin when Nick spoke.

"Kate...?"

She did not answer, nor did she turn her head, but she met his eyes in the reflections on the mirror in front of her. She was silently waiting for what he was going to say.

"Can I come back after I get dressed?" Nick asked with hesitation. He could see she was not happy with him, so he wanted to apologize when he was decently clothed.

Kate did not make a sound. She rolled her eyes at him, continued what she was doing, and totally ignored him. She was still pissed, did not know how to forgive him yet. She is not even sure she would really be upset, but she feels that way right now.

Nick hurriedly left her room to get dressed, and he was thinking about doing anything that would melt her anger on him. He quickly pulled the towel off his waist and placed his wet clothes on top of it. He pulled boxer briefs, shirt, and training pants out of his closet.