#bathtub

[huariqueje]

Unknown, Green Bathroom - Line Holtegaard , 2024.

Danish , b, 1980 -

Oil on canvas , 150 x 100 cm.

[darlingbambii]

husband!Higuruma coming home exhausted and fucking you slow in the bath (18+)

You swear you were just planning to collapse on the sofa when you got home. Maybe order some takeaway and watch some mindless TV show with your legs stretched across your husband's lap.

So, exactly how did you end up straddling Hiromi Higuruma in the bathtub, hot water sloshing over the edge as you sink down onto him?

"That's it, darling. Just like that."

Hiromi's voice is low and rough, strained in a way that makes heat slick down your spine and pool between your thighs. His hand grips your hips beneath the water surface, gently guiding you as you adjust to the stretch of him inside you.

You found him in here five minutes ago, tie discarded somewhere in the bedroom, shirt unbuttoned and abandoned on the bathroom floor. He'd been leaning back in the tub with his eyes closed, the water up to his chest, looking more exhausted than you'd seen him in weeks. The case he's working on is brutal, you know that. Long hours, impossible odds, the kind of work that wore him down.

"Join me?" he'd asked, opening one eye to look at you, and there was something so vulnerable in his expression that you couldn't refuse.

And that's how your own clothes joined him on the floor before you slipped into the bath with him.

Now his hair is wet and pushed back from his face, water droplets clinging to his jaw and the tip of his nose, and he's looking at you like you're the only thing that's keeping him from totally dissociating.

"Imissed you," you murmur, rolling your hips experimentally. The water makes everything feel different than it would be in the bedroom. More languid and slower, every shift and movement creating a ripple against your skin.

"Missed you too." His thumb traces circles on your hip bone, a tender gesture that contrasts with the way he's so deeply buried inside of you. "Missed you so much, I thought about you all day. I kept checking my watch, counting down the hours until I could see you again."

There's something unfairly attractive about him like this. His usually so composed in his suits and professional demeanour, now completely undone. His cheeks are flushed from the heat of the bath, his lips parted as he watches you move above him, and those tired, dark eyes are filled with something that makes your heart flutter.

"You're beautiful," he says, almost reverent, one hand leaving your hip to cup your face. Water drips from his fingers down your cheek. "Do you know that? How beautiful you are?"

You lean into his touch, your own hands braced on his shoulders for leverage. "You might have mentioned it a few times today before work.”

"Not enough, then." He pulls you down into a kiss, slow and deep, his tongue sliding against yours as you continue to move. When he pulls back, he's smiling—that rare, genuine smile that transforms his whole face. "I should tell you more often."

The water sloshes dangerously as you pick up your pace, and Hiromi makes a low sound of appreciation, his head falling back against the edge of the tub. His hands slide up your sides, thumbs brushing the undersides of your breasts, and you gasp at the sensation.

"That's my girl," he murmurs, his voice dropping lower. "Taking me so perfectly. You feel incredible."

There's something about the praise, the genuine affection in his tone, that makes everything feel more intense. This isn't just sex. It's comfort, connection, coming home to each other after a long day and finding solace in familiar touches.

"Hiromi," you breathe, your rhythm faltering as pleasure builds low in your stomach. "Fuck, I'm-"

"I know." One hand slides between your bodies, finding your clit with practised ease. The water makes his touch slippery, maddening, and you rock against his hand desperately. "I've got you. Come for me, darling."

His other hand tangles in your wet hair, pulling you down for another kiss as his hips start to move beneath you, meeting your movements with deep, purposeful thrusts that make the water splash over the side of the tub. But you just can't seem to bring yourself to care about the mess.

"So good to me," he murmurs against your lips. "So perfect. What did I do to deserve you?"

The combination of his fingers, his cock hitting that spot inside you that makes your vision blur, and his voice, fuck, that deep, sincere voice telling you how much he wants you, needs you, sends you over the edge. Your orgasm rolls through you in waves that seem to match the water around you, and you bury your face in his neck to muffle your moans.

"Beautiful," Hiromi groans, his rhythm becoming erratic as you clench around him. “You're so beautiful when you come undone for me."

He follows moments later, his grip on you tightening as he buries himself deep, your name falling from his lips like something precious. For a long moment, you stay like that, wrapped around each other in the cooling water, both breathing hard.

When you finally lift your head to look at him, his expression is soft, content in a way you rarely see. He reaches up to brush wet strands of hair from your face, his touch impossibly gentle.

"Thank you," he says quietly.

"For the sex?" you tease, though your voice is breathless.

"For coming home to me." He pulls you closer, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "For being here."

You settle against his chest, the water lapping gently around you both. "Always," you murmur. "Though we should probably clean up this mess before it leaks through to our downstairs neighbour."

He laughs, the sound rumbling through his chest beneath your ear. "In a minute. Let me hold you first."

And really, how can you argue with that?

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Riding husband!higuruma in the bathtub ⋆˙⟡

You stepped into your bedroom after a long day at work, raising your arms above your head to take a long stretch. You were looking for your husband, Hiromi, and there was only one place you hadn't checked.

You slid open the bathroom door, smiling contently when you laid eyes on your husband in the bathtub, head tilted back as he embraced the hot, soothing water. Hiromi raised his head when he heard you enter, eyes opening slowly.

"At least you're not bathing with clothes on this time." You teased, walking over to kiss him on the forehead. He chuckled lightly, reaching over to add more hot water into the tub.

"Why don't you join me, darling?" He said, straight to the point as usual. Of course, you just couldn't say no to a hot bath with a hot man after a tiring day full of incompetent coworkers.

You slid off your clothes, feeling Hiromi's eyes burning into you as you dropped your panties to the floor. You didn't realize how hot he had the water until you stepped in, taking your sweet time to adjust to the temperature. You settled in Hiromi's lap, leaning back against his warm chest.

Hiromi kissed your earlobe and the side of your neck, hands sliding up your wet body to caress your tits. You let out a soft whimper, feeling his cock growing hard underneath your ass.

You turned, creating small ripples in the bath water as you straddled Hiromi, his adoring eyes watching you find his cock in the water. His hands slid to your hips beneath the surface, holding you steady as he slowly pushed his dick into you.

Your eyes snapped shut, a low groan escaping your mouth once you felt him enter. "You're so tight." Hiromi grunted, thrusting upwards to get you fully situated on his thick cock. You moaned, starting to roll your hips forwards to grind down and ride.

Hiromi's grip never loosened, holding you tight as you rode his cock hard in the tub. Water sloshed around you, much of it going up and out of the bathtub, landing with loud splats! on the tile floor. You didn't pay any attention to the matter, as cleaning could be dealt with later.

"You're doing so good, love. Keep going." Hiromi praised, hips stuttering every time you moaned into his ear. Your pretty pussy took him so well, it felt almost unreal every time Hiromi found himself inside of you. He groaned loudly, his noises being yet another sign of how great you were doing.

You planted two hands on his toned chest, speeding up as much as you could as you neared your climax. Hiromi knew you were close, the way your pussy clenched around him even while underwater.

He thrusted upwards once more, his tip hitting just the right spot inside of your walls. "Cum for me, darling." Hiromi groaned, eyes shutting and head tilting back against the rim of the tub. You came with a loud cry, nails digging into his skin.

Beads of sweat covered your forehead, partly from the temperature of the water and partly from the sweet sex Hiromi had given you. "I'm going to boil to death in here." You panted, laying your head against his chest. You kept yourself seated on his cock, not wanting to get off just yet.

Hiromi wrapped an arm around your back, still coming down from his high. "We'll just have to boil together, then."