Caught Red-Handed
— For the love of Christ he was finally home. Fricken home! That day had been too chaotic for the man’s taste, and he was just happy to be greeted by silence.
Soon he was gliding through their home,noting that neither Tron nor Chris were home. Thank goodness. He was actually rather happy - hopefully, Michelle was home and they could have some peace and quiet around the place.
Hearing ESPer Robin from the living room, he smiled. She was home. Unintentionally, he was quiet walking into the room, and was about to speak, but the noises he heard caught him off guard, and a lewd grin graced his lips.
“Need help there?” a small purr left his lips and he leaned over,kissing the shell of her ear.
She nearly jumped off the couch, posture stiffening and her hand retreating from beneath her skirt, cheeks flushing a deeper shade of red. "T-Thomas!" Her heart was pounding loudly in her chest, head spinning and her mind unable to focus. Still, she needed to answer his question. "Would you?" Her tone was soft and timid, green eyes wide as she turned to look at him.
Why had he been so quiet? She knew that she should have paid better attention... Dammit. And now she was in a compromising position. She either had to give in and focus her mind on something else or accept his offer... Immediately, she worried about what Chris or Tron would say if they found out about this... She'd be in so much trouble... Hopefully Thomas wouldn't blab to anyone.
