*A/N: this is my first ever completed erotic work, so I hope I’ve tagged it appropriately. I’m not at all comfortable irl talking about sex or talking dirty with my partner, so I’m trying to channel my sexual weirdness into sexy erotica. I hope you enjoy and don’t find it cringey ?*
It is early evening, and I am standing at the kitchen sink in a tank top and a cheeky pair of shorts, doing the dishes. It has been a very long and hard day – I dealt with some mean customers at work and had a lot of homework to do, and still have to get dinner put on the table for us. I ruminate on everything that transpired throughout the day, the good and the bad, getting lost in thought as I scrub plate after plate in the warm, sudsy water.
I don’t even hear your keys jingling as you unlock the front door and come in from your day at your friend’s house. You see me in my little fog in the kitchen and approach me, placing your hands on my shoulders and running them down my arms as you hug me from behind. Using your left hand, you brush my hair away from my neck and kiss me a few times, trailing up just behind my ear. I smile, turn the water off, and rotate to face you, locking my blue eyes to your brown ones and noticing the redness in yours.