I turn around to Evan who is staring at me and I've realized that he's still crying. "Stop crying." I start and he wipes his face which also had smears of blood. "I'm sorry, I can't watch you hurt. I hurt you Adeline and that hurt me." "You barely did anything to me." I mumble, grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it over his head. He slides his arms out of it and I toss the shirt on the ground. He seems so exhausted. He seems weak. I can't but pause to stare at his toned muscles on his bare body. His stomach seems hard and I want to run my fingers along his abs. I shake out of my thoughts, trying not to make eye contact to Evan who is watching me. I bring my head down, unbuttoning his tan cargo shorts that he changed into earlier this morning. I grab the zipper and I pull it down, pausing from there. "You can do the rest and go in the bath." I say, walking past him and staring at the wall, my back towards him so I can give him privacy. I hear him moving around, pulling down his shorts and briefs. I turn my head and I come to look into the mirror, staring at his bare butt. I turn back around, my heart accelerating and my cheeks becoming burning hot. "Is everything okay? Your heart is racing." Evan's voice asks and I jump from it. "I'm fine, are you in the tub?" "Yeah." I turn around to find Evan sitting in the tub, luckily his lower half covered by the bubbles from the soap. He is slouching over, staring at the bubbles. I go on my knees next to the tub and I squirt some shampoo in my hands. I bring them to Evan's hair, running my fingers along his light brown hair. It's soft against my touch and his eyes are closed, enjoying the gentleness. When I was done I found a small plastic bowl under the sink cabinet and I pour water over his head to rinse out the soap. "You don't have to do this, cleaning me like I'm five." "Let me do what I'm doing." "But you should be mad at me, not help me." "You are sad Evan and you weren't yourself." "I should be helping you." "There's nothing to help me for." "I'm sorry." "It's okay, Evan." I sooth him. "Promise me that you aren't mad?" "Yes, yes. I promise." At this moment I'm rinsing the blood off his face with water. It's coming off and I can see the soft kind loving Evan I know. The boy that is driving me crazy for some reason. He smiles at me while I do the same. I grab his sponge that is next to mine and I put some body soap on it. In smooth circles I rub the sponge on his chest and over his shoulders into his back. He eyes are softly closed while I wash him up. I reach his lower back and around the side to his stomach. When I was done from there, he opens his eyes and turns to me. I stare back at him, placing the sponge away from us and on the edge of the tub. He watches me while I run my fingers over his toned body. He is so soft from the soap and delicate that if I touch him more he won't be this beautiful. He is only to stare and not to touch. Evan watches my movement when I pause right when the water ends. I don't do anything until Evan softly grabs my wrist and brings my hand in the water. My fingers trail lower to his region with his hand on my wrist guiding it. My hand reaches his sex and I slowly curl my fingers around it. I'm gently holding it. He isn't very hard yet but I know that he's aroused. He lets out a shaky breath, leaning his head on the wall of the bath. I feel aroused myself, bringing my hand up and down on him. My body is in this pleasure pain from touching him and watching him enjoy it. It's hitting me right down to my core. His hand is still around my wrist in rhythm with my tempo on him. My pace increases a bit. "Adeline." His low husky voice says and my heart slowly increases. His eyes are fluttering open and close, trying to look at me. "I'm close." He adds, a small moan escaping his lips. His legs shake under the water and his moans get a bit louder. He bites his bottom lip to hold in another one. His sex hardens and suddenly he releases, his hand on my wrist pulling away. I let go of him and I take my hand out of the water, watching a smile appear on his lips. I can't believe I just did that... and I liked it. I want to be touched the way I did to him. "Thank you." He sighs, running his hand through his hair, water droplets falling on his face. I give him a soft smile while getting up from sitting on my knees. "You can rinse off and change." I say calmly to him while wiping my hands with a dry towel. He nods his head while I leave the bathroom to give him some privacy.