In the Mood

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based on Time Heals All by Don Toliver

fem! (no use of Y/N)

Word Count: 403

Warnings: pre-established relationship, light nsfw, sexual tension, pet names, smuttyyy

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Slipping off your robe you carefully swung your legs over the ledge dipping your toes into the steaming water. Finding your footing you stood up, now fully in the hot tub. Phillip was already in, sitting across from where you stood, his hands skimmed in the water as he motioned for you to come closer. You reached your hand out, grabbing his, as you made your way towards him.

The jets made the water swirl and bubble around you as you drifted toward Graves. He twisted you around so you were sitting on his lap, facing away from him. His hands traveled up around your waist and to your shoulders. Both hands now sat comfortably resting on your shoulders as he began to lightly massage.

"How was your day?" Phillip whispered into your ear as he kissed your neck.

"Long", your head tilted back as he continued to massage your shoulders, "Feels good,"

"Yeah?"

You slowly nodded, the lights from the hot tub illuminated red throughout the water. The air was brisk with the occasional breeze blowing the warm steam across your face. Turning around you readjusted your position, now straddling Phillip.

"There she is," he chuckled as his hands rested on your waist, almost instinctively your hands wrapped around his neck.

"Your turn,"

"Go 'head darlin',"

Slowly you began placing kisses along his jawline, the stubble tickling your lips. Graves' hands began lightly bouncing you up and down, he was getting eager.

"Be patient Phillip," you whispered in his ear, lightly nipping his earlobe.

"Whatever you say," he steadied you on his lap again, and you could feel his cock hardening against your inner thigh. The water continued to bubble against the both of you as your breasts swayed closer brushing against Phillip's chest, causing his breath to hitch each time.

"Fuck," he stuttered out, his hands continuing to roam your body. Your hands cupped his face, lightly stroking his cheek, as he tugged at the strings on your bikini top. The top coming undone within seconds.

Teasingly you stood up from Graves' lap, his mouth hanging open in awe. Stepping out of the water, you could feel his eyes following you as you slipped your robe back on.

"If you're still in the mood, I'll see you upstairs," you winked as you slipped through the door and headed to the shared bedroom to wait for Phillip to join you.

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