OOM: Room #100 -- For Tommy Gavin

[ikissdhimbck]

Her floor is a battleground of hastily discarded clothes.

She's come to love the steady comfort of having him in her bed night after night, but she'll never tire of the way he pulls at her when they've been separated for a long stretch, eager to get her alone, to have her all to himself. The nearly frantic, desperate love-making punctuated by clumsy hands and a mad rush to find a flat surface; the way they pause only long enough to regather their steam, and then start all over again.

During one of these pauses, he hovers over her, dropping kisses up and down her neck, and she traces the lines around his eyes with her thumb, giggling. He grumbles at her, which only makes her laugh more. At least I'll always know when you're foolin' around, she says, because you'll stop pinnin' me down when you've gone too long without.


Hey! A month is a really long time!


The night passes slowly, bleeding into morning. Work hangs over them both. Kate wants to check on the stock, and Tommy's always ready to get back to the firehouse. It'll be a long day on little sleep, with nothing but a hot shower to bolster them. Well. A hot shower and what goes on while they're taking it.

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[gavin62truck]

Fortunately, the shower stall keeps the floor from getting as wet as it would've gotten had they taken a bath instead.

It's a long, indulgent shower, the hot water soothing their limbs and invigorating their senses at the same time. The room is full of thick steam when they finish, their fingertips pruney but their hands no less touchy and grabby. Tommy's skin tingles, turned pink from the heat and the water pressure. Eventually he takes a large towel and wraps it around Kate's shoulders.

"Mmmf. Oh, man. That really did the trick. I feel like I could go for the Triple Crown right now. Just like Mickey Mantle."

He tugs on the corners of her towel and pulls her in for a peck on the lips.