[continued from here]"You're stinky by association, Chris told him with a quiet laugh, stepping closer to swipe the rest of the soap off his hand and onto Lennox's chest. "Just tryin' the help out here
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"That doesn't make any sense," Lennox informed Chris seriously, although he was fighting a smile as he continued to rub the soap over Chris's chest and then his shoulders. "And you're also making it very difficult for me to wash you, you know. You made this big deal about getting clean and now you're working against me, man. You're totally working against me."
But he was smiling the whole time, looking better than he had earlier.
"How am I working against you?" Chris asked, smoothing his hand down Lennox's side and not once looking away from his face. With every smile that Lennox gave him, some of the guilt seeped away and he could feel himself relaxing, enjoying the rapport between them. "I'm not fighting, am I? I'm letting you make me unstinky."
"You keep wiping it on me," Lennox pointed out with a snort, swatting at Chris and then trying to soap him up more, his hands sliding down Chris's arms and then under into his armpits, trying to tickle him only half on purpose. Really. "And that is working against me because I don't need to be cleaned. I'm already clean."
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But he was smiling the whole time, looking better than he had earlier.
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