Rub a Dub Dub, Jarfish in the Tub || Drabble
Doe had the day off work and had spent most of the afternoon curled up on the couch with a book she'd brought home from the shop the previous day. It had been the perfect day- not once had she felt the crushing sadness of the past few months nor the stress of dealing with what the future might hold. And the bacon sandwich she'd fixed for herself after Matt kissed her goodbye for another day at work had been nearly divine.
The light in the living room had changed at some point without her noticing as her mind drifted from the words on the page in front of her to the quiet stillness of slumber, and the book she'd been reading slipped out of her hand onto the cushion beside her as she stretched her legs out and curled against the back of the sofa with a sigh. She didn't hear the soft pop from outside the house, nor the click of the door opening and closing in the other room. She only noticed she wasn't alone anymore when she heard the faint chuckle echo somewhere above her head and felt the dip of the cushion beneath her as Matt's hand ran down her bare arm. She smiled, lips tugging against her still peacefully sleeping face as he leaned down to kiss her.
Doe giggled, now wide awake as she squirmed under the attention, the ticklish feeling moving further and further up until he was kissing the side of her neck and his body had moved atop hers. "And you're cute when you're sleeping," he whispered beside her ear as he shifted so that they lay beside each other on the sofa, the both of them very nearly ready to topple off the edge. He wrapped his arms tightly around her and nuzzled against her neck and Doe let out a sound halfway between a giggle and a squeal as she tried to push him away again.
"Merlin, Matt. Ugh, you're all sweaty!" Her words were mixed with laughter and he couldn't help laughing the same as he held her even more tightly. "What did you do? Run a marathon?"
"Close. Drills and loads of them. Tired, Dorcas." His words were punctuated with more kisses. "Don't shove me, I'm just laying here."
She raised a brow at him, biting her lip to keep from laughing again. Slowly, she pushed herself upright, inadvertently or perhaps intentionally knocking him sideways until he tumbled off the side of the couch with a loud "oompf." She stepped over him and smirked down as she held out both her hands. "Come on, you smelly moose." She tugged with her whole body weight until he finally gave in and helped push himself off the ground to follow behind her as she moved down the hallway.
"You're mean, Meadowes." She could hear the pout in his voice and would've laughed at him if she wasn't already planning something.
"Oh, am I? We'll see about that." She opened the bathroom door and pulled him inside, turning back to look at him with a smirk before she reached down to pull her shirt over her head. It took him less than a second to see what she was getting at, but her hands were already working on the buttons of his shirt and he laughed when she finally, greedily, shoved it from his shoulders.
"Knew I liked you for a reason," he said, pulling her close for a rough kiss as her hands moved lower to undo his belt and zipper, pushing the pants from his waist. The dull clang of the metal hitting the tile floor echoed in the tiny space but neither of them heard it.
Matt had wrapped his arms around her, his hands running down her back before he squeezed her arse and lifted her up against his body, Doe's legs wrapping tightly around his nearly naked waist while he backed her up against the wall of the bathroom. She ran her hands along his shoulders, one hand working its way up into his hair where she ran her nails along his scalp and tugged lightly at his hair. She let out a gasp as shivers ran down her body with the feel of his stubbly face making its way down her neck and across her collarbone.
Doe hadn't even noticed his grip on her had change but suddenly she felt his hand tugging at the back of her bra before coming undone. He pulled the fabric from her arms and leaned down to kiss along the top of her breasts. Her head fell back against the wall, hand still clinging to him as she nearly held his lips to her body while her hips gave an automatic twitch against his. She could feel his growing hard on and desperately wanted more, grinding her hips indecently against his body.
"Doe," he groaned against her neck, sucking just hard enough on the skin that it might bruise faintly. He lessened his grip on her body, letting her feet slide back to the floor but his hands were just as quickly back on the elastic waistband of the pyjama shorts she'd never changed out of that day. He pushed them quickly from her hips, dragging her knickers down with them so that she was completely bare in front of him.
"You're looking a little sweaty yourself, Meadowes." His voice came out in a low growl as he dragged his fingers between the valley between her breasts, down her stomach and between her legs, a smirk on his face all the while. He leaned down to kiss her roughly again as he rubbed his hand along her slit, two fingers slipping inside to tease her body that was practically shaking with want. Doe let out a moan as her eyes shut of their own accord, one hand reaching out to hold onto Matt's arm, the other pathetically reaching behind her to hold on to the wall. With a will she wasn't sure she really possessed, Doe pulled in a deep breath and pushed Matt away, though her body ached with the need to be touched by him again.
"Take off the pants, Jarvis," she ordered before stepping aside without another look back at his face that bore an expression half of shock and half amusement. She pulled back the glass shower door and stepped in, taking a moment to pull in another calming breath as she reached out and fumbled with the shower knob, turning on the water and letting it warm up, the droplets beginning to cascade down her body. It was a moment later that Matt joined her in the shower, his arm wrapping around her waist from behind as he bent down to kiss along her shoulder, one hand slipping lower and lower till it reached its destination between her legs. Doe let out another moan of pleasure before spinning around in his arms. There was absolutely no denying how aroused the both of them were and moments after Doe had wrapped her arms around Matt's neck to pull him down for a kiss, he'd lifted her clear off the ground and backed up so that her back was pressed against the tile wall just out of reach of the shower. She wrapped her legs around his waist and Matt moved his hand between their bodies to line himself up with her before swiftly thrusting his cock into her, eliciting a breathy moan from Doe's lips.
"Oh, Merlin." Doe's voice came out in a low whisper, her head falling back against the wall while the water slowly fell behind them. Her hands that had been wrapped around Matt's neck gripped tightly at his shoulders before she ran one hand down his back, nails pressing deep against his skin as he set a steady rhythm between them. The steaming shower nearly blocked out the low hum of their moans, the steady sound of their bodies colliding against each other and the faint squeak of Doe's back slipping against the wall. She leaned forward enough to capture his lips in hers and kissed him roughly, hungrily; hands tugging at his hair as the pair of them pushed each other further and further to the brink.
Matt moved his lips from hers and down to her shoulder where his teeth bit lightly at the skin. Doe moaned at the feeling, biting her own lip to keep from gasping. "Matt, please," she finally managed to utter breathlessly. "More. I need..." But she never finished because Matt suddenly slammed even harder into her, her legs trembling around his body with the effort of supporting herself.
"Fuck." He groaned, the sound lost against her skin and his hands gripped even more tightly against her waist as he felt her walls tightening around his cock. He heard her whimpering with the effort of not letting herself come and he lifted his head to kiss her hard against the lips as she finally let herself come undone. Her fingers dug into his shoulder and pulled against his scalp and he could feel her legs going slack around his waist and he thrust into her faster, harder, pushing her orgasm further and further as he finally came with her.
Their bodies slowed and the sound of the water falling against the tiles around them, but all that they could focus on right then was each other and the way their hearts were racing and breathing rushed and heavy. Matt leaned his forehead against hers while they caught their breath before gently releasing his hold on Doe and letting her back down on the ground. She smiled up at him cheekily, cheeks flushed pink from exertion and a little something more. They'd long lost the awkwardness that came with sex, but Doe still blushed around him, especially when it was something she'd initiated.
Doe reached a hand up to run along his cheek. "You're still scratchy. And sweaty," she said softly, failing to keep her smile at bay as she broke out into laughter.
"Mmhmm, and you love it," he hummed in amusement, smacking her arse lightly as she stepped to the side and let the stream of water fall soothingly down her body.
"Well, it's just a good thing we're in the shower." She looked over her shoulder at him, a cheeky grin spreading from ear to ear. "You could use one."
"Oh, that so?" He stepped up behind her, leaning down so that his lips were pressed close against her ear, the bristly beard tickling as he whispered against her. "I'm thinking there's something better we could be doing." And with that, he reached around her and turned off the shower before spinning her around and carrying her out of the bathroom and back to the bedroom.
