It was only once in a while Rayleigh would have private time with himself. Where he could be alone and lock himself in the bathroom. He'd read, or nap in the hot bath.
Little knowing of the peeping tom.
Roger glanced around before sitting in front of the keyhole. He grinned leaning forward to look inside.
Rayleigh was leaning against the tub. He looked to be resting with his head thrown back.
Roger rumbled softly watching Rayleigh kick his legs up. Resting them on the opposite side of the tub.
Shanks stood behind Roger. Clutching onto a bottle of booze behind his back. He cocked a brow to Roger looking into the keyhole.
"Captain?"
Roger snapped to him, his lips pressed in a line.
"It's not what it looks like."
"Who's in there?"
"N-no one. I'm trying to break the lock."
"Oh why didn't you say so?"
Roger watched Shanks pull a bobby pin from his hair and get to the door. He unlocked the door before stepping back.
"Ewe. Your spying on Rayleigh." Shanks grumbled.
"No! I'm!"
"I don't wanna know!"
Shanks walked away before Roger turned back to the door. Rayleigh was still in his relaxed position. But his eyes looked heavy lidded. While one hand clutched onto the tub.
"F-fuck." Rayleigh groaned.
Roger grinned licking his lips, "Oh Rayleigh."
He rolled his head down to look in the tub. His breaths labored. Roger slipped inside stripping of his clothes. He stood above Rayleigh propping himself up with his hands. Rayleigh's eyes were closed while Rogers kept to his lewd body. One hand pumping his cock, while the other was fingering his ass.
"Ugh." He groaned.
"Spread your legs more, it'll feel better."
Rayleigh frowned opening his eyes to Roger. That wide wicked smile was on his face. While his eyes were clouded in lust. Rayleigh frowned to this.
"You shouldn't be in here. It's my personal time." Rayleigh hissed.
"Personal time my ass. Besides." Rogers hands slipped to his shoulders, "Doesn't it feel better when I. Touch you?"
His hands slipped down into the water a bit. Hands roaming to his nipples.
Rayleigh didn't respond but turn away. Roger got down to his level. His breath brushing over his ear.
"Wouldn't you like something, bigger, then your fingers?" Roger rumbled.
"Get in the bath. But I'm in control."
"Yes Vice Captain."
