Dirk X Reader (LEMON)

Evening Soak~

I sighed softly as I stepped into the bathtub of warm water. I slowly sat down and laid back, allowing myself to relax after a crazy-stressful week. I had brought in my little speaker and put on my playlist from my phone. If I wasn't going to die and go to heaven, I didn't need to. I had found heaven in my bathtub.

I smiled and shifted a little, the bubbles on top of the water rippling with my movement. This was how I should wind down every week! I sat, soaking in the water as I vaguely wondered why I didn't do this for myself more often. I heard the front door close and I smiled. Dirk was home. I suppose he heard my music from in the living room, because he knocked on the bathroom door shortly after.

"Are you decent, babe?" He called after he knocked. I giggled softly, and reached over to unlock the door, smiling as I did so.

"I'm in the tub, but I unlocked the door if you still wanna come in." I said, sinking back down into the warm water. I realize now that my bubble syrup smells like oranges, and I sigh, taking in the wonderful scent of citrus as Dirk opens the door.

"Well, don't you look so relaxed right now, madam." He said as he smirked, closing the door behind him.

"Don't I? I figured I should give myself some TLC to wind down from the week." I said, laying back once again.

"So you are basically spoiling yourself right now?" He asked, teasing me, and I smiled, sitting up a little.

"Why don't you spoil me a little more and join me?" I asked, tempting him. Beyond his usual stoic face, I could barely make out amusement dancing on his features before he broke out into a smile. He quickly slipped off his shirt, pants, and boxers, and I knew I had reeled him in. I scooted to the front of the tub, holding onto the edge so he could climb into the warm water before I leaned back into him. He slipped of his glasses and sat them on a towel on the edge of the tub, making sure they won't fall in.

"This IS pretty nice..." he hummed appreciatively, making me smile as I leaned against his chest. He hands were wrapped around my middle, drifting ever so dangerously close to my breasts now and then. I turned my head to the side to look at him, and beautiful sunset eyes were looking back at me. He leaned down slowly, capturing my lips in his the same way he had done so many times before. His hands slowly made their way down my legs, and his touch was calling me to him. I knew what he wanted, and I was more than happy to let him have it.

He deepened the kiss as he pulled me closer to him, his hands roaming about my skin, and I began to writhe under his touches. He slid his hands along my inner thigh, and I gasped when he got dangerously close to my core, thus making me break our kiss. He took the opportunity and dove for my neck, feverishly kissing and nipping at the skin there, all while allowing his hands to roam. By now, I was a writhing, moaning mess, and I didn't want him to stop. I felt him smirk against my neck, and his hands grazed over my breasts gently, but it was enough to make me gasp again.

"Ready for bed?" He cooed in my ear, and I nodded my body feeling hot and needy for him. I stood up carefully, and he followed suit. I was about to get out of the water, but not before Dirk gave me a smack on the behind first. I yelped a little, and blushed as I looked at him. He was smirking, his bottom lip in between his teeth. He was turned on by spanking me, and the sight of him gripped me, turning me on more.

I had wanted nothing more than his body against mine, but I held my composure, telling myself I would wait. I stepped out of the tub, wrapping myself in a towel so that I could dry myself off. Dirk stepped out behind me, letting his hand caress my waist as he stepped closer to me. He turned me to face him, kissing me once more and backing me against the cool tile of the bathroom, making me shiver. His hands easily undid the towel around me, and it fell to the floor as Dirk pressed himself against me once more.

My fingers were weaving their way through his spikey hair, while his hands forever roamed my body, making me squirm and writhe all over again. His hands trailed to the back of my thighs and he squeezed them softly, telling me to wrap myself around him. Without breaking our kiss, I wrapped one leg around him, and he easily lifted the other off the ground, using the wall to support me. He ground himself into me, and I realized that he had positioned his sex against mine as I elicited a moan.

He kissed me softly once more before entering me, filling me with his hard, throbbing member. Harmonious moans could be heard escaping our lips with the single action, and Dirk kissed my neck softly, lovingly, before he began to move to the music that I hardly realized was still playing.

'Ride' by SoMo was playing, and I don't think it could have been timed any more perfectly. The song was slow, but passionate, and this was how Dirk made love to me. Slowly, passionately, longing and lovingly. Little moans and gasps escaped my lips, and grunts and sighs escaped Dirk's. He was close, and I was nearing my climax also.

He kissed me softly, sucking on my lip softly before whispering "I love you." to me.

"I love you too, Dirk..."

I could tell he was having a hard time holding back, so I laced little kissed along his neck, trying to push him over the edge.

"Babe...if you don't stop, I'll-"

"I know... let go, Dirk..." I moaned in his ear softly, and almost as if on command, he released himself inside of me, and the sensation of him filling me sent me over the edge.

Dirk held onto me, both of us breathing heavy and panting. Instead, however, of him pulling out and setting me down, he readjusted his hold on me, and began carrying me to the bedroom.

"Dirk, what are you-"

"Oh no, you sent me over the edge first. It's your turn, little lady." He said, a smirk crossing his features, and it made my very core contract again, turning me on. He gasped softly, hesitating his next step.

"Christ, I felt that you know!" He said, continuing our journey to the bedroom. He laid us on the bed, and I undid myself from around his waist.

"What do you mean?" I asked, not understanding.

"I mean, I felt you tighten around me. I didn't know you could do that except for when you..."

"I didn't do it on purpose. I don't even know how it happened." He smirked at me softly, and I realized he was plotting something.

"Maybe I can make you do it again..." he whispered huskily into my ear, and my heart leapt, sending jolts of electricity down to my core again, and he gasped loudly.

"Gog damn..." he sighed, and I realized it happened again. Before I could say anything, he pulled out a little, and slammed back into me, making me moan loudly.

"I am going to fuck you so damn hard..." he said, breathless again, and I smirked, trying to tighten those muscles again. He groaned really loudly that time, and I could see him shudder. He reared back and rammed into me again, and I yelped loudly. He sat back and pulled me up, making me straddle him as he started pounding into me over and over.

"Oh Gog, Dirk!!" I half-yelled, and his smirk was driving me closer and closer to the edge.

"Come on, Babe. Come for me." He moaned in my ear, and I was suddenly overwhelmed, all my other senses lost in a sea of pleasure.

When I finally came down from my orgasm, Dirk looked like he had run a mile, and I realized he had found his climax too. I carefully climbed off of him and laid beside him, and he turned to me with a weak smirk on his face.

"How was that for relaxing after a long week?" he panted, and I smiled, curling up closer to him.

"It was perfect, Dirk."