rub a dub dub

Title: Rub a dub dub

Author: Kiley

Disclaimer: NOT MINE

Summary: two hot chilli peppers in a tub

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He refused to belive how nervous he could become when she was just a foot away. How when ever she smiled his heart did little flips flops, how when ever fingers brushed against each others when he handed her a cup of coffee, most importantly when her tounge would dart out and swipe at her lips, he found that she often did this as she spoke. And not only was it a major turn on it elicted delicate thoughts of her within his mind. Impure thoughts about his beautiful temptress.

What was even more confusing than his afflicting feeling for her was that right at this very moment she was in his bathroom. In his bath tub.

He honestly had no idea what to say when she arrived on his door step muttering long strings of curses as she informed him that she had left her keys on the desk at work, along with her bag and everything else.

He shuddered invoulntarily as he watched her damp hair curl around her shoulders, as teeth chattered her skin turning a pink hue from the cold.

"you should come in atleast... get warm.. i can put your clothes in the dryer". At that point the offer was innocent.

"Thanks Manni" she replied her face easing into a calmer state eye brows no longer pinching her forehead.

"uh... don't mention it" He replied shyly standing aside and letting her in. "i'll find you some warm clothes or something" he contined rambling walking around his apartment as if for the first time.

"Manni" Her voice halted his hands raiding through drawers, causing his head to snap up immediantly.
"Mind if i have a bath?"

In his mind he felt that all of his christmas's had come at once. That he was falling down thousands and thousands of stairs and each bump he recived felt good. "Um sure"

"good" she murmured peeling at fabric that moulded it's self to her thin frame. "I swear, the only time it rains is when something goes wrong for me" she mumbled face contorting into a slight frown once more.

He walked past her and began to run the bath water. His fingers checking the temprature every now and then checking that the water was Tepid.

She stood behind him watching him as he went. Watching the way his shirt grew taunt across his back as he leaned down, how the muscles rippled beneath the tight fitting material that complimented him so well. How his jeans fitted his lower body just perfect. She was no fool. She could see what a good looking guy he was. Yet in the back of her mind she had built a barbed wire fence around him with a large sign painted in red bleeding letters. "you are his sergant" and everytime she thought about that sign. She wanted him more.

After filling the bath he stood aside bringing in a shirt for her to slip into afterwards. He shut his eyes as tightly as he could. Now was not the time to be thinking about her as he usually would. Which brought him to where he is now. Outside his bathroom door. Pacing. Heart Pulsing. And those thoughts returning to him once more.

Her fingers tracing the outlines of his stomach.

Her lips delving into his belly button her hands against his upper theighs, her breasts brushing against his knees.

Her limber frame bent over infront of him as he took her from behind. Her back arching, hair swaying as he thrust himself inside of her.

Her finger nails digging into his back as she moved with him.

Suddenly his comfartable sweat pants weren't as roomy as they had first seemed. His body making his feelings well known.

As if someone was taunting him the bathroom door opened slightly. His throat was suddenly parched. Heart pulsating wildly as his feet willed him to walk towards the door.

Just a tiny peek. He mustered bargining with his mind. Just one tiny peek.

Eyes rounded the corner before he did, falling to the pile of wet clothes that occupied his bathroom tile. His eyes contined the long journey finally hitting skin, her toes curling, a relaxed sigh falling from her lips. Skin of her upper theighs glistened from the moisture, and the subdued lighting, her head rolled to one side strands of ebony falling across the water fanning out behind her as if she were a mermaid. Water sitting just above her breasts, bubbles obscuring the veiw. His eyes were drawn to her face, he had never seen her so free. A soft smile sitting upon her lips. Her cheeks flushed from the bath water.

He watched in awe when her right hand moved slightly, trialing down inbetween her breasts over her belly button and inbetween her legs.

Turn away. Turn away.

He couldn't eyes remained transfixed as her fingers began to move her back arching, her breasts coming up from the bubbles, perfect erect pebbles that sat firmly, proudly on her.

He couldn't resist his own hand slipping beneath his waist band and caressing himself. His hand coming to a complete halt as she moaned his name. A response elicted from his mouth before he could stop it.

Her hand jerked away suddenly, eyes opening to meet with his. Both knew what they wanted.

She made no more effort to conceal it, her eyes falling to his erect cock quickly, fire burning in her eyes as she lifted her finger and instructed him to strip off and join her in the tub.

He did so, stepping in just as quickly as he could. He felt the dire need to just fuck her. No foreplay. Just good hard fucking.

He needn't bother telling her so.

She had somehow moved so that he was underneath her. She hovered just above him, water droplets trailing down through the valley of her breasts through her belly button and contined on through to just above her bikini line. He couldn't resist licking at it. Tasting bath water and her in the same go.

She remained hovering. Teasing at him, before his hips thrust upwards into her, A searing scream of excitement echoing around them. He pulled out replaying the thrust in slow motion. Bath water splashing onto the floor as he moved. She bit her lips awaiting another thrust before she felt his hands reaching up for her hips jerking them towards him, pulling her down against him as he thrust upwards. The move being burnt into her mind as his hands released her to claim her breasts thumbs and forefingers pinching teasing at them, as they moved. Moans of appreciation elicted from deep within her throat. Her frame leaning forward so it was flush against his chest. Her breasts rubbing against his chisled torso. The bath water creating the sensation of hot and cold against both of their bodys as they moved. Hip bones meeting, long damp hair curling around his fingers, her hands grasping at his ass, pulling him deeper into her. His hands eventually doing the same pushing her harder against him as she contined rolling her hips. His eyes closing just feeling, feeling the sensation of her against him, the smell of her, everything was a turn on. He felt himself start to pulsate, he was getting close but so was she. He turned slightly to the right so that he was on an angle his hips picking up the pace, hers joining in before he clenched his teeth and grunted. The sensation of him quivering elicting the satisfiction for her, her body trembling with satisfaction as they lay still.

"I think i should forget my keys more often" she murmered.

"I think it should rain more often" he agreed