Sixam’s Razor IV: Clean Up
#4 of Sixam's Razor
Sixam's Razor IV: Clean Up - By Sixam
This story is based on an RP I did with my mate. I changed it up a bit as to flex my creative bone. This is the last chapter in this series. I know, I'm sad too. But this does not have to be the end of the whole story. There can be another series if you just give me some feedback. You hold the power in your hands. This chapter contains no yiff, sorry.
DISCLAIMER: This story contains homosexual love between an adult and an underage male. If these things do not appeal to you or if you are underage according to your area's laws, please stop reading now. The author is not responsible for anything that may happen because of reading this story or your feelings of the content.
If you are legal and this type of story appeals to you, then please, continue reading.
Sixam (c) Me
Razor (c) My Mate
Enix (c) His Player [cameo]
Sixam's Razor IV: Clean Up
After his long rest, Razor started to stir a little, not know how many hours he was out. Letting off a yawn, he shakes his head and automatically went to get up and stretch. He noticed that he had slipped out of his companion. Looking down at Sixam, he smiled and laid back down next to him, but to where their bodies made a right angle. He licked and nuzzled the fox's cheek gently before resting his head back on the bed.
Sixam felt the bed move when his love got up to stretch. It was then that he realized that they were no longer connected. Part of him was sad that the closeness ended but he told himself there would be times in the future that they would be that close again. He looked at the clock on the nightstand and saw that they had been asleep for about four hours. He just lay there, not sure of what to do. He felt Razor get back in bed and nuzzle his cheek. He waited a little and then turned over to face the werewolf. "So did you have a good nap?
Razor nodded. "Yeah. What about you? I didn't hurt or crush you or anything, right?" He leaned in and licked the boy's cheek affectionately, his tail wagging behind him as he was very content right now.
Sixam shook his head. "No, you didn't hurt me. I was very comfortable. I really like being that close to you. I didn't mind being tied to you." He could feel himself blush and quickly changed the subject. I think we should get cleaned up and changed the sheets. Do you want to take a shower with me?" he hoped he didn't sound desperate. He really wanted to be with Razor as much as he could.
The werewolf smiled, happy that he hadn't hurt the boy. He just about blushed when being tied was mentioned. Razor looked the fox over as he mentioned a shower before smiling and nodding. "Sounds like a plan to me," he said getting off the bed, his tail beating as he was very content right now.
Sixam smiled as he got up and walked to the bathroom. He turned on the taps and waited for the water to get to the right temperature. Once the water felt right, he got in.
Following closely, the werewolf watched the boy check the water and smiled slightly. He looked around a little, checking his surroundings out of habit. He climbed in, not sure what to do as he had never gotten a shower like this before.
The young fox noticed the older male's actions and looked at him. "Haven't you ever taken a shower before?" He smiled. He wondered how much Razor was use to being indoors. He seemed to like the outdoors a lot.
Razor blinked a few times. "Er...of course. I had a shower today...under the waterfall. I shower."
"No. I meant an indoor shower like this one. You seem really outdoorsy. I was just wondering." He hugged the older male as the water cascaded down on them.
"Oh," he laughed slightly, "Yeah. First time indoors." Being hugged, Razor blinked again before a smiled slowly crept across his face. Wrapping his arms around the boy, he leaned back against the wall of the shower. He relaxed a little more and just enjoyed their closeness and the feel of the water.
Sixam closed his eyes and smiled as he leaned on Razor in their embrace. He murred and nuzzled his mate's chest slightly.
The werewolf let off a slight hum as he was very content and was enjoying the nuzzling of his chest. The water soon soaked his fur and made him look...well...pitiful. He looked like a giant drowned rat, but a damn happy one. He slid his paws up and down Sixam's back slowly.
Sixam murred a little more as Razor started rubbing his back. "I just want to stay like this," he said softly.
Nodding, the werewolf smiled softly. "Yes...me too. This is nice. He leaned in and licked Sixam's cheek softly and tentatively, his tail waving back and forth slowly. He let off a low, content growl and ran one of his paws over the top of Sixam ‘s head. "So your friend wanted to talk tot you, does that mean he's still here somewhere?"
The fox looked up at him. "I don't know. He could still be here, or he might call or message me. You can never really tell with Enix. He let got of Razor and grabbed some shampoo. "Will you wash me?" he asked using those innocent, pleading eyes again.
Razor nodded. He completely understood about the guy being independent. He spoke softly, "Well, you seem to have a system. So I guess you've been friends a long time?" He watched the boy grab the shampoo and smiled, taking the liquid being offered to him. "Sure!"
Sixam nodded. "He actually started off being my baby-sitter when I was a cub and then became a friend. We've known each other for about seven years. I've lived a sheltered life so I don't have many friends. It's actually surprising that my parents let me come live out here alone. But I guess it's because this house is away from others and Enix agreed to look after and visit me." He looked at the werewolf and smiled. "So are you going to just stand there or are you going to wash me?"
Listening closely and smiling, he just took in the information. Understanding and accepting it all, the older male looked at the shampoo and snickered, nodding slowly. Slowly easing the sudsy liquid over the younger male's fur, he used his free paw to lather up the front of his partner's form, smirking every so slightly as he was truly loving this.
Murring as his lover rubbed shampoo on his body, he closed his eyes and relished the moment. "I could get use to this," he mumbled.
Razor smiled as it was clear that Sixam was enjoying it. Just easing his paws around, he made his sides slightly sudsy and leaned in, almost whispering, "Well you'll have time to. I'm not going anywhere. I kinda like it here...with you." He smiled almost sweetly at the boy.
Sixam smiled contently knowing that Razor wanted and was going to stay with him. Without thinking, he gave Razor a kiss on the lips before he was out of reach. When he realized what he had don, he looked at the floor, burning with blush and smiling sheepishly.
The werewolf smiled back at him but stopped in his tracks when he was kissed. Blinking a few times, he almost blushed. He looked Sixam over slowly before leaning in, gently placing his fingers under the boy's chin and pushes it up a little. After staying still for a moment, he kissed Sixam back softly, his tail slowly beating back and forth as he did this.
Sixam's eyes widened for a moment in surprise but then closed as he savored the kiss. His tailed started to wag, something that didn't happen much but showed just how he felt. Right now he couldn't remember how life was without Razor and he didn't want to. He wanted to always be with him and did not want to think of life without him. He wondered if this is what everyone meant by ‘true love.'
Just enjoying their closeness, Razor reluctantly broke the kiss and just looked into Sixam‘s eyes silently. Smiling softly, he moved his paw to the side of Sixam's face and stoked the young fox's cheek with his thumb. "This...is nice." Slowly, he eased his other paw up Sixam's chest, still being gentle.
The fox looked up at his mate and returned the soft smile. He put his paw over the larger paw in his cheek and pushed his head into it tenderly. "Yes...this is very nice," he said gently. He murred at the paw still rubbing his chest ever so softly.
Smiling slightly as the young male nuzzled his large paw, he just tried to be gentle. The werewolf had to remember that Sixam wasn't as strong as he was so he could hurt him easily if he forgot to hold back his strength.
The teen continued to murr contently as his tail slowly waved behind him. He just enjoyed the closeness that he and Razor were sharing and how his new mate was cleaning him.
Razor continued until Sixam's fur was all clean and then smiled, leaning in a little, "That was pretty fun," he laughed a little.
Sixam turned around, "Okay, now you can do my backside."
He looked the boy over slowly and smirked, "You trust me enough to show your backside to me?" Lathering up some more shampoo on the boy's fur and did his back before moving down slowly, having only been joking about the back thing.
"Well...you've seen it before, why wouldn't I trust you? Unless you were planning on doing something to me from behind," Sixam commented.
Razor nodded slowly. He HAD seen it before, and done things to it. When Sixam mentioned doing something to it, he smirked, "I could...you don't know me well enough to know different." Nuzzling the boy's shoulder, he just rubbed his rear, lathering that up just like the rest of his fur.
"Well I'll get to know you won't I? You really wouldn't do anything bad to me, would you?" he looked over his shoulder at Razor, murring as his rump was rubbed.
Nodding at the getting to know him, he smiled softly and looked into his eyes when Sixam peeked over his shoulder. "Of course not." He smiled and just massaged the lower part of his back end, knowing he was enjoying it by the sounds. Razor also nuzzled his neck, just enjoying it and forgetting where they were.
Sixam smiled to himself and continued to murr as his new mate nuzzled his neck and massaged his rear end. He was greatly enjoying the intimate moment that he and Razor were having and didn't want it to end. He felt as if this was the happiest he had ever been in his short life.
Razor made sure the fox was clean before slowly wrapping his arms around him from behind. "So what else do we do today?" he asked, smiling softly as he licked at the boy's cheek gently. "Maybe look for your friend since he wanted to talk to you?"
The younger male leaned back in his mate's embrace. "I don't know. I'm usually alone so I just play video games or mess around on the internet when I'm not out swimming or enjoying nature. If Enix is still here, he is probably napping or using the computer." He turned off the water. "I think we should get dried and dressed before we go look for him. And the sheets on the bed still need to be changed...but we can stay like this for a little longer."
Nodding and listening, the werewolf laughed slightly. "You'll never get me to wear clothing...it's unnatural." He then stopped nuzzling. "Oh yeah, they will need changing, but it was worth messing them up...right?" he laughed softly.
"Well, we'll have to figure out something to do with you when you meet my parents. I could go around without clothes around here, but my parents would freak out if I did it in front of them. When I was younger, I use to go around the house naked all the time. They finally got me to start wearing clothes. They would think that I reverted to doing that if they saw me going around without clothes." He whined a little when Razor stopped nuzzling and blushed at his comment. "Yeah...it was worth it," he said softly.
"Well you can wear clothes, I'm not forcing you not to." Razor smiled. "If you feel comfortable in them...go ahead." He stroked behind Sixam's ears. "Okay?"
"Well I normally go around here only in my shorts since I'm the only one here. It would not be that much of a change for me to wear nothing. I've spent the entire day without clothes and I do not miss them. It reminds me of when I was younger." Sixam explained. "I'll just have to remember to put on clothes id my parents come by." His ears twitched a little at Razor's touch. "We need to get dried off unless you want to spend the rest of the day in here."
Nodding slowly, he just enjoyed petting his young maybe behind his ears and listening to him speak. "Yes. Though staying here sounds nice, we should get dried off...and see if your friend is still here."
Sixam stepped out of Razor's embrace and the shower. He went over to the towel rack and grabbed a big, fluffy towel, tossing it to his mate before taking another and drying himself off.
Razor watch him, smiling. Catching the towel, he walked out and started to dry off his fur, almost purring as it felt really good to him.
Sixam finished drying off and threw the towel in the hamper. He looked at Razor and asked, "Should I change the bed first or should we go see if Enix is still here?"
The werewolf was having a littler trouble as using towels was not a skill he had mastered. Looking to Sixam, he smiled slightly. "Er...well...changing the bed is probably best since you may lose track of time with your friend and forget."
"Alright then." He went to the linen closet and pulled out some fresh sheets. He went into the bedroom and quickly changed the sheets, throwing the dirty ones in the hamper. "Well now that that is done, let's see if Enix is still here."
Razor stood there still drying, dumbfounded before following him, wrapping himself in the towel. "Okay!"
Sixam started down the stairs and began to look for Enix. He first looked in the computer room, thinking that Enix might be in there playing games or surfing the net, but he was not there. He then looked in the living room thinking that he might be watching TV or playing video games, but was not there either. He checked the kitchen to see some bags of stuff that Enix had brought him. He looked outside and saw that Enix's car was still there. "Where could he be?" he thought aloud.
Razor was following him around all this time, half lost.
The young fox then realized that he had not checked the den. He turned back and scampered to the den where he saw Enix sleeping in a recliner with a book on his lap. "Ah...there he is. Now how should we wake him up?"
The older male shrugged at his mate, "Er...poke him?" He laughed somewhat, his tail wagging as he was still wrapped in the towel.
Sixam stared at the sleeping cheetah. "I could poke him, but that wouldn't be fun. I know what I'll do." He walked over to his friend, sat in his lap and licked his cheek.
The groggy cheetah opened his eyes and looked at the juvenile fox grinning in his lap. "Did you just lick me?" he asked and realized Sixam was naked, "And where are your clothes?"
Sixam kept grinning. "Yes, I did lick you and my clothes are in my room, where they always are. The clean ones are, at least."
Razor watched them, not sure whether if he should be jealous or not.
"Why did you lick me? And very funny, I meant why are you naked. Don't tell me you're going though that naked thing again."
"I liked you because I wanted to wake you up and have fun doing it. I'm naked because Razor doesn't wear clothes, so I'm not." Sixam said confidently. But don't worry, I'll where clothes around my parents."
"Well next time just poke me or something. And you had better wear clothes around your parents." He then noticed that Razor was in the room. "Hi again."
As soon as he was looked at, Razor waved, looking awkward, dripping and being in a towel and all. "Hi." He walked over slowly. "So how will you know if your parents come? Won't they just walk in?"
"Well they are usually busy so there is a small chance that they would stop by. I talk to them at least once a week. I think they would tell me they were coming so I would have a chance to clean up. Next time I talk to them, I'll ask them to give me some notice before they stop by," Sixam explained.
"Yeah, I'll make sure to mention it when I talk to them as well. Now would you mind getting off my lap?"
"Sure thing buddy." He got off Enix's lap and stood by his mate.
"So if they say they're coming, I guess I have to leave?" Razor asked looking at Sixam.
"No. I'm sure we could think of something. I don't want you to leave." He looked at Razor with sad eyes then at Enix. "You could talk to them, couldn't you?"
Razor looked back at Sixam and smiled, trying to cheer him up.
"I could, but you're going to have to be the one to tell them about Razor being your mate and living here." He then glanced at Razor dripping in the towel. "Well you two look all cleaned up."
The werewolf looked to Enix and tilted his head to one side before smirking, "Yeah...we had a shower."
"Ok, I can do that. Didn't you want to talk to me?" Sixam asked.
"Yeah but just forget it." Enix got up and walked over to Sixam, patting him on the head. "Look, it's getting late. I have to go. I'll talk to you later, okay Six?"
"Yeah. Ok."
"I'll bring some more stuff for you guys next week. Next time I'll call first so I won't walk in on you two again. Later Six." He walked out and left the new mates to themselves.
Razor waved slightly to the cheetah, being polite. "Take care."
"So now what do you want to do? It's still a bit early. We can go back to the gorge and look at it at sunset, but what should we do in the meantime?" the fox asked.
Just looking at his mate, Razor thought, just holding the towel around him and starting to shiver slightly. "I don't know. I normally just nap...a lot. Or I explore if I'm bored."
Well that was a fun four chapters. That's all for this series. I may have more in a different series but as always, I want feedback. Send your comments and thoughts to Sixam (dot) Canoscan (at) yahoo (dot) com. You should know this by now but...I hope you have enjoyed this as much as we have. Ciao.