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[mitochondriaaya]

"You did what now?" Aya yelped as she slammed several files down on her desk. It had been a long day at the end of a long week. Normal for them, but still, long. It left her temper a little short as she spun to face her sister. Her smug sister.

"Canceled the appointments for next week. Or rather, rescheduled. That's why we had double loads this week. You didn't notice?" Oh yes, Maya was a sneaky little witch. Utterly and completely responsible for their heavy work load!

"I thought the hospital was cracking down again, sending us more cases." It had happened before! She was suppose to be able to trust her sister! That meant trusting the schedules.

"Nope!" And that was good news right??

"I'm going to hurt you." Aya said mildly as she pulled open the closet for her change of clothes. "I'll let you start running now."

This...this could work out to her advantage! Maya dropped her armload of files on the small couch, pulled her tennis shoes out of the closet, then ran out the door. She knew where the boys were waiting after all!

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[mitochondriaaya]

She enjoyed the fact that the hand stroking only resulted in a pleasant tingle. Score one for acclimatization! "Of course, who could resist?" And since she was done with the ponytail she was starting on rinsing, slowly, so Dilan couldn't finish topside before she got there!

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan backed off as Maya worked her way up to Braig's head, heading for the soap.

"Mmm. Thanks, babe." Braig murmured.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Has hair washing always been a shortcut to melting?" She chuckled and tilted his head back gently so she didn't end up rinsing soap into his eyes. This was also important information for her to learn and pass on to Aya!

[sliceitwithwind]

"You don't even have to wash it." Dilan said, "Brushing, running your fingers through, tugging on gently. Our boyfriend is a hair slut. Complete and total hair slut."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Ohhh, possibilities." Maya smirked and dug her fingers into Braig's hair, getting the last suds out and scalp massaging at the same time. "Any other things I should know about?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Isn't it more fun to find them out on your own?" Dilan asked whimsically, beginning to lather himself up while watching Maya rinse Braig.

Braig sighed with deep pleasure and did his best not to flop bonelessly against Maya.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Well, I don't know, some of the things I learn could be dangerous! Just imagine if I'd decided to play with Braig's hair when we were in a crosswalk or something!" She couldn't get a Braig puddle out of traffic if the light changed! Not easily and without property damage anyway!

[sliceitwithwind]

"He's usually capable of staggering to safety." Dilan said, laughing. And then he laughed harder as Braig cheerfully flicked him off.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Oh, really? Are you capable of staggering right now dear?" She asked that of Braig of course, gently, while twining hair around her fingers and tugging gently. More, well, she was placing a hesitant, gentle kiss to Braig's forehead.

[sliceitwithwind]

"D' I gotta?" he mumbled, leaning into the kiss and then tilting his head very slowly so that he could - if allowed - brush her lips with his own.

[mitochondriaaya]

She didn't shift her head, so her answer brushed against his lips teasingly. "Nah..it wouldn't be very graceful in water." And it would be a shame for him to fail in grace because she was tugging on his hair. Yep.

[sliceitwithwind]

Braig smiled into the faint kiss and held himself still so that he didn't overwhelm her. Her speed, always.

[mitochondriaaya]

She deepened the kiss just enough to draw a tongue over his lips then smiled and leaned back up. "Dunk dear, get the last of the soap." She was very, very grateful for the lack of pushing.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Ma-aan." was the complaint at the loss of kiss, but it was a teasing one and he dunked obediently and scrubbed the last of the soap out. "Okay, Dilan's turn?"

"Still scrubbing my body."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Oh hush, I'm sure there'll be more." She play swatted at him when he surfaced, then turned her speculative gaze on Dilan. Totally his turn! She waved Braig to the side, suggesting they circle and suds attack?

[sliceitwithwind]

Braig nodded and headed to the left, snagging soap out of Dilan's hands and lathering up. Dilan just laughed and held his arms out for the others to soap him up.

[mitochondriaaya]

She circled to the right, stole lather from the already soaped bits (and extra from Braig) and continued Dilan's scrubbing! It was fun to alternate between fingertips and gentle nails? And generally fun to touch Dilan in general. This was shaping up into a great day for her.

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan moaned every time she used her nails, murmuring, "It's like skritching Cat. So. Nice." Little hairs suds away with the soap, Dilan shed almost as badly as his cat.

Braig leaned around the large body and said, "He also likes it if you pet along the muscle groups in stroking motions, like this."

[mitochondriaaya]

Braig on one side, Maya on the other, carefully mirroring his movements like she would in a class! And, well, gleefully watching Dilan make faces. They were very, very fun faces to watch. "Like this, and this..." They'd both taken massage, her hands were stronger than they looked! Plus, well, warm.

And skritching the kitty! It was 'OMGKITTY-itis' paired with 'SEXY DILAN IS SEXY'. Um. Brains? What brains?

[sliceitwithwind]

And noises! Happy little prrp noises!

And his knees! They were collapsing so that his chin just skimmed the top of the water. Prrrp!

Braig braced himself on Dilan's shoulder and cracked up.

[mitochondriaaya]

Delightful noises! Utterly delightful noises though...she wasn't expecting the collapse! So yes, she was giggling to.

And, well, since his collapsed hadn't triggered the 'step back and stop petting' reaction, well, now she was working along the muscles in his shoulders and neck. And Braig's arm and upper shoulder since he was leaning on one of those shoulders! It was an automatic action!

[sliceitwithwind]

"Prrrrrp! Prrrp!" Dilan mumbles into Braig's chest.

"Dude, he's totally gone."

[mitochondriaaya]

Maya leaned her forehead against the top of Dilan's head and grinned. "Does that mean I should stop then?" Honest question! They were needing to still do Dilan's hair, right?

[sliceitwithwind]

"Noooo." Dilan moaned, cheerfully.

"Just grab the baking soda. It'll be easier to do his hair when he's closer to our level anyway."

[mitochondriaaya]

She pressed a kiss to Dilan's cheek then dragged Braig's hand to where she'd been kneading. "I"ll only be gone a moment!" Honest.

Kinda honest.

Hmmm, if she were baking soda where would she hide?