She is beyond drained when she finally makes it through the threshold of their shared apartment. Shoulders slumped, feet aching, and back full of kinks that would take hours for even the best masseuse to work out. Tessa comes bounding to her feet, tail wagging, mouth open, and panting with a happy looking facial expression on her face. [Y/N] is so tired, but she doesn't have the heart to not give a warm greeting to Tessa.
"Hello, darling," Tom appears, wiping his hands on a dishrag with a small smile on his face as well. [Y/N] looks at him, giving him a half smile in return before setting her stuff by the door– not having the energy to carry them any farther.
"Hey," She responds with a tired tone, kicking her shoes off and shrugging off her jacket along with it.
"Long day?" Tom's lips find her cheek, the dish towel now over his shoulders as his arms wrap around her waist. [Y/N] melts into his embrace with ease, sluggishly humming in return. Tom smelt like baked cookies and she basked in it for a moment, just reveling in the feeling of him holding her for a few seconds.
"Wanna eat?"
"Mmph, just want to be held by you, to be honest," She responds, leaning back just enough so she can press a gentle kiss on his nose which he scrunches in return. Without anything else needing to be said, Tom already knows as to what she really means. So, with a few fleeting moments, she's peeling off her clothes, Tom is running a bath with her favorite soap, and Tessa is preoccupied elsewhere.
"Water's ready," Tom says while wiping the extra water on his jeans. [Y/N] steps into the tub, her body already beginning to feel relaxed.
"Join me?" She's submerged in the water to the point where the hairs on the nape of her neck are most certainly getting wet. Tom stands by the sink basin and looks back at her.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah," It's a nod and Tom is then shuffling out of his clothes, moving to sink in the bathtub, behind her already relaxed body. It's a semi-tight squeeze, but it's still comfortable. She sighs into his arms when Tom presses an open-mouthed kiss to the softness of her shoulder and then proceeding to do the same to her neck.
"Feels good," [Y/N] can't help but hum at the feeling of her back against his chest.
"Wanna talk about your day?" Tom whispers gently, his lips then moving to press another chaste kiss to the shell of her ear. [Y/N] just gently shook her head, deciding to turn around so she was somehow straddling his waist.
"Just want," She leans close to him so that her lips are ghosting over his. Her hand makes its way down to grasp his slowly hardening cock. "You."
Tom let's out a small moan at the feeling of her hand starting to stroke his growing erection.
Without another word, Tom's hand is coming to the back of her head, roughly pressing his lips against hers. A small sound of surprise falls passed her lips, causing Tom to put his tongue in her mouth with ease. His other hand moves from her hip to trail down to her ass, giving the fleshy skin a nice squeeze.
"Want me to fuck you, darling?" He's breathy and she's starting to grind against him, both of her hands now on his shoulders. The water in the tub is threatening to spill over the porcelain surroundings, but they're both too in the moment to care.
It was one of those days where foreplay wasn't going to be a big part of their intimacy. They were both desperate for each other for different reasons.
"Yeah, Tommy, want you inside me," [Y/N] 's voice is a whisper as she starts to place open-mouthed kisses on the skin where Tom's broad shoulder met his neck.
Though they're in water that was growing colder by the minute, Tom can feel how aroused she is as she guides him into her hole. She lets out a whimper at the feeling, sinking further down onto his length as Tom's mouth falls open to release a low moan.
"..Oh God," [Y/N]'s moans are cut off by Tom pressing his lips against her roughly. With both hands on her hips, he starts to guide her up and down on his cock, reveling in the way her way her warmth surrounded him.
"Yeah, come on, love, ride me," The water in the tub starts to spill over onto the floor, and [Y/N]'s moaning grows louder the more she continues to ride him. Her hands are firmly set on his shoulders, meeting him halfway as he thrusts up into her.
"You feel so–so good," [Y/N] says, desperate to find her release.
"Please tell me that you're gonna cum soon–" Tom's breath hitches when he feels her clench around him once again. It's almost too much and he knows that he's going to cum soon. He can feel the rope in the pit of his stomach begin to form into a knot, and every time she sinks down on him, head thrown back and mouth wide open with his name falling past her lips– Tom swears the knot grows tighter, waiting to snap any moment.
"Yeah, I'm gonna cum," She's kissing him again, riding him even harder as more water continues to splash onto the tiled floor of the bathroom.
Tom lets one of his hands trail down her body, using his thumb to rub tight circles onto her clit. [Y/N] lets her hands wander up to his hair, tugging on the brown roots, chasing her release.
"I'm gonna cum," She rests her forehead against his, squeezing her eyes shut and finally falling over the edge. Tom thrusts up into her, both arms wrapping around her back to pull her body close to him– chasing his own release as well.
The two continue to ride out their highs, basking in the post-orgasmic bliss that always came.
"We should probably get out," Tom chuckles as [Y/N] rests her head on his shoulder. He's still inside of her, soft and no longer shooting ropes of cum against her warm, waiting walls. Neither of them can bring themselves to fully care because despite the clear need to get out of the tub– they're both a little too comfortable to move.
"Just wanna stay here a little longer," She mumbles sleepily and Tom can't bring himself to say no. So, he opts for pressing his lips against her head in a loving affection.
"Alright, darling."
