[ They never nurse each other's weaknesses. They don't fucking condone weakness in general, not in others, least of all in themselves. As JL grabs his upper arm, steering clear of the worst bruises with something that better not be indulgence, but acceptance of the status quo, the way of fucking life, Marcel breathes out harshly. It's halfway into the kiss, halfway outside of it, seeing as JL chooses that moment to disengage. He stares at the other man through the rays of water slapping him in the face, watches him slide his hands down his front, following the outline of a whole array of discolorations, some uglier than others. That's fucking nature for you. Not everyone can be a fucking beauty queen, yeah. He always took more after his mom than his Pa anyway, nothing good gonna come of that. Pa didn't think so either, you can really fucking tell now, huh.

A frown, eyes narrowing. He lets his own arms drop as soon as JL makes as if to lean away, giving him ample room to move. Bending down, the other man gets very close, fucking tease, to his cock, though he doesn't touch it, doesn't even really look at it, beyond what you can't rightly ignore because it's so God damn huge. Marcel shifts again, from foot to foot and back again, hands balling into fists at his sides, because JL looks fucking edible when he's soaping in his hands that way. His cock thinks so too, look at it go, nice little jerk...

He thinks about his Pa again. He thinks about his Pa talking about a religious household, doctrine, church, what-fucking-ever. Ridiculous shit. He thought they agreed on silence, his Pa and him, they've always been quiet together, wordless trips to the cemetery every fucking Sunday. Why the fuck would he need to start running his mouth now, just because. JL looks shadowy and glistening in the overhead LEDs. They've got other means of communication as well, but they're fucking useful, all right. No empty threats. No empty promises.

Waiting for his cue, silently, he blinks against the water, staring at the other man through the splashing onslaught of the spray. ]