Oneshots by worldoftom [t.h. x female]

Dildo. *

Summary: "Why are you buying new dildos? You know I've got a live one, right?"

Words: 274

Warnings: sex toys, not explicit

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You come home from work thinking about that report you sent in late that your boss is going to have your head on a platter for, but your mind shifts focus as soon as you step into the living room.

There's a box, a rather inconspicuous brown package sitting on the coffee table, a curiously smirking Tom siting on the couch behind it.

"What?"

"Why are you buying new dildos?" he asks, pointing at the box. Which is when you notice that the box is, in fact, open. It wasn't problematic at all for the two of you, since there were rarely any secrets between you by now. "You know I've got a live one, right?"

"Because." You shrug, dropping your keys on the table next to the box and checking its contents. You might have bought more dildos than you need for your little sex escapades you're planning to take with Tom once he wraps up his current film, but you definitely didn't expect him to be home when this particular package arrived.

"Because what?" he insists, getting up from the couch and grazing his fingers on the edge of one of the lids.

"Well," you start, trying to be as discreet as the packaging under his hand. "To be honest, because my new dildo isn't going to be filming on location for the next two months."

"Very funny," Tom sing-songs, slowly wrapping one hand around your waist, the other following around the other side right after.

"What are you doing?"

You grin at him, head tilted inquisitively, watching him press his crotch against yours and feeling the kiss he drops right under your chin.

"Showing you why you can return that package."