Requested by Reader_Lover9000: Tom and Y/N are married and have four kids, the oldest two being 19 and 18 year old Peter and Lola. When the kids are out, Tom and Y/N jump at the chance to revisit their kinky sex life from before having children, but it doesn't go according to plan

"How hard is it to get out of the front door, especially when two of you are full-grown adults?!" I yelled, standing at the open door as I waited for all of the kids to get out of the house.

"It's still hard to do!" Tabatha shouted back as the four of them rushed about. I sighed and bit my lip as Tom walked towards me.

"Why did we have so many kids?" I sighed, making him chuckle as he curled his arms around my waist.

"We only have four, darling." he chuckled.

"Feels like we have more." I mumbled, making him laugh as he leant down and kissed my neck. Tom and I had been married for twenty years, the two decades having been amazing. After only a few months of marriage, we'd welcomed our first baby, a little boy who we'd called Peter after Tom's biggest cinematic role. Some thought that it was cheesy, but we liked it. A year later, we welcomed Lola and decided that we weren't going to have any more kids. Two was enough. Until I'd become pregnant with twins when Peter was five and Lola was four. Fourteen years ago, we'd completed our family with Tabatha and Josh, us having decided that we'd never have sex again without protection in order to avoid accidentally expanding our family. The downside to that, and the fact that we had four kids, was that we barely had a moment alone anymore. I couldn't even remember the last time that we'd had sex. And so when we found out that for the first time in history, the twins were going back to school on the same day that Peter and Lola were going back to uni, Tom and I had formulated a plan. And from the way that Tom was currently subtly biting at my skin, he was all too keen to put it into motion.

"Stop, we're not alone yet." I chuckled.

"So?" he smirked, making me return it and shake my head as he gripped my hips.

"Ew, can you guys get a room?" Tom pulled away to reveal the kids finally heading down the corridor towards the door, Peter being the one who spoke.

"Can you finally move out?" Tom retorted back.

"Nice burn, dad!" Josh laughed as he held up his hand.

"You got it, now get your arses out of the house!" he returned, high-fiving Josh as they filed out.

"Have a good day, kids!" I yelled, leaning against the doorway as we watched them file into Peter's car. I tried to suppress my smile as Tom stood next to me, his arm wrapped around my waist concealing the fact that he was tightly massaging my arse in his hand.

"Behave, we're almost there." I mumbled.

"See you later, kids." Tom smiled as they drove off. As soon as they were down the road, I shut the door and turned to Tom.

"Finally." he scoffed before taking my face and smashing our lips together. I smirked into it and returned the kiss, our hands immediately on each other as I took his face and he gripped my hips. We started to stumble up the stairs, our lips staying together the entire time as Tom quickly unbuttoned his shirt and I started to unbutton my blouse.

"Tommy!" I laughed as he pulled on my thighs, making me wrap my legs around his waist as he started to carry me to our bedroom.

"What? You know how long we've waited for this." he smirked. I squealed and laughed as he dropped me onto our bed before crawling over me. He joined our lips again, his body lying in between my legs as we continued to make out. I pulled my blouse off, Tom also pulling his shirt off as I unhooked my bra. All of the clothing ended up on the floor, making us both smirk into the kiss at what we were doing.

"The box, Tommy." I breathed against his lips.

"Oh, fuck yes." he moaned in response, making me smirk as he quickly scrambled off of me. I lay on my side, my heart pounding and the wetness pooling in between my legs as he grabbed the box from our wardrobe that we hadn't even looked at in at least five years. It contained everything from before we had kids, and we had decided to use it when we finally got the chance. Tom opened the box and started to rummage through it, making me bite my lip as I heard the clink of handcuffs. He looked up at me.

"Can I surprise you, darling?" he asked. I raised my eyebrow.

"What do you have in mind?" I smirked. He tapped the side of his nose, making my smirk widen.

"Okay. But remember that nothing is off-limits." I teased. He moaned quietly, only spurring me on as I lay back on the bed. He climbed back on top of me a moment later and gently took my wrists. He raised them, me giving no resistance as he handcuffed my hands to the headboard. He leant down and captured my lips in a kiss again, making me return it as I arched my back into his chest, which was my alternative to holding his face when I was restrained. As we kissed, I felt Tom put something over my eyes. The blindfold. I let my eyes flutter open, though as suspected I couldn't see anything.

"Tommy." I breathed, making him smirk as he cupped my neck and attached his lips to my skin.

"What, darling? What do you need?" he mumbled as he kissed down my collarbone and chest.

"You, fuck, Tommy, I need you." I moaned.

"I can tell." he spoke against my skin, making me smirk as I felt his finger spread my wetness across my folds. Suddenly, he completely removed all touch from me, making my eyebrows furrow underneath the blindfold.

"Babe?" I gulped, the only evidence of his presence being the feeling of my skirt and panties being removed from my body. As if on cue, I heard a buzzing, making my heart jump and my knees go weak.

"Yes, darling?" Tom asked gently as I felt his weight land next to my feet.

"Is that what I think it is?" I gulped, my stomach twisting in anticipation of what was about to happen. I sucked in a breath as the vibrator made contact with the skin of my leg, my breath becoming jagged as Tom slowly led it up my thigh.

"I don't know, sweetheart. Is it?" he cooed teasingly.

"Tommy-." I cut myself off with a gasp as the vibrator suddenly made contact with my clit. I moaned loudly, my back arching off of the bed as the vibrations already sent shock waves of pleasure coursing through me.

"Jesus." I choked.

"That feel good, angel?" Tom chuckled.

"Fuck, yes, please, baby." I cried out as my legs instinctively started to close as a way to deal with the pleasure.

"Ah, ah, not on my watch, sweetheart." Tom scolded, making me groan as he forced my legs back open with his spare hand. I arched my back off of the bed, my head digging so deeply into the pillow as I tried to control the feeling of the knot in my stomach becoming unbearably tight.

"You getting close, angel?" Tom cooed.

"Fuck, Tom, I'm there, fuck!" I cried out, my legs shaking as my orgasm already washed over me. I sighed in bliss, looking around as I felt Tom crawl back over me, his lips trailing up my skin as he went.

"That felt amazing." I chuckled, making Tom smile against my skin as he kissed back up my neck.

"Yeah? You got one more in you, darling? Because we can't do this when the kids are out and not have sex." he teased.

"Are you joking? Of course we're having sex." I scoffed, making Tom laugh as he joined our lips again. I returned the kiss as I felt Tom gently wrap my legs around his waist. Both of us sighed out as he gently pushed into me, his hips making contact with my ass as he bottomed out.

"Fuck, you feel amazing." he sighed against my lips.

"Are you glad now that we did this?" I smirked.

"Oh, darling, I was glad that we were doing this from the moment that we decided that we were doing it." he admitted, making me laugh. My laugh died, it being replaced by a moan as Tom started to thrust into me. He pulled almost completely out, making me moan as he pushed fully back into me. He picked up that pace, his hips starting to quickly snap into me.

"Fuck, Tommy." I moaned, my eyes squeezing shut under the blindfold as he fucked me harshly.

"I don't know how long I'll last, angel, you're so tight, fuck." he cursed into my neck as his teeth nipped at my neck. I bit my lip, Tom's arm holding me into his chest as he continued to slam into me. The only disadvantage to me being restrained was that I couldn't hold Tom close to me like I liked to do. The advantage, though, was that he always fucked me harder when I was tied up. I moaned, my mouth hanging open as I felt the knot grow tighter and tighter in my stomach.

"Fuck, Tommy!" I cried out, one last thrust of his lips making the knot explode. My legs shook for the second time that night, Tom's hip movements becoming erratic telling me that he was also there.

"Y/N, Jesus." Tom moaned, biting down onto my neck as his hips stilled. We both sighed, our bodies coming down from their highs as Tom collapsed on top of me. I felt his hand lean up to pull the blindfold off, my eyes squinting as they re-adjusted to the light.

"That was amazing." I chuckled, making Tom smirk and peck my lips as he leant up and unclipped the handcuffs.

"There you are-OH MY GOD." my eyes widened, Tom's head whipping around to look at the door. And revealing Peter and Lola stood there with wide eyes.

"What the fuck are you doing at home?!" I exclaimed as Tom and I scrambled to cover ourselves with the sheets, as well as to cover the toys that we'd used.

"WHY ARE YOU TWO HAVING SEX IN BROAD DAYLIGHT?! AND NOT JUST SEX, SEX WITH ALL OF THAT SHIT!" Lola yelled at the top of her lungs.

"We're adults, and this is our house!" Tom scoffed loudly, raising his hand in exacerbation.

"You two are disgusting, oh my god." Peter grimaced as he took Lola's arm and they rushed away from the door.

"Kids, wait! Fuck, what do we do?!" I panicked as I looked at Tom.

"We need to talk to them." he nodded, making my eyes widen as he shot up and pulled his sweatpants on. I sighed and also got up, quickly pulling my robe on over my body as Tom rushed out of the room.

"Peter! Lola! For fucks' sake, wait!" Tom yelled as we rushed down the stairs to see the front door slamming shut. I sighed again, holding my hand to my head as Tom looked at me.

"Well, that didn't end how we wanted it to." he stated.

"How are we going to face them again?! The worst thing that a kid could walk in on is their parents having sex-oh, god, what if they tell the twins?" I groaned.

"They're not exactly kids, darling. They're adults, they would have known what we were doing even if they just saw us come downstairs in what we're wearing now. And they won't tell the twins. If they were grossed out, which they were, they won't tell Tabby and Josh. We just need to catch them at some point and talk to them." he reassured. I sighed and nodded, letting Tom wrap his arms around me in a hug.

~One week later~

It had been a week since Peter and Lola had caught Tom and I in bed together, and they had been actively avoiding us since. Tom and I had tried several times to talk to the pair about what they'd seen, but every time we tried, they'd left the room without a word. It needed to be talked about, even though it would be super awkward. I snapped back, sighing as I looked at myself in the mirror. I put my earrings in and checked my makeup one more time before heading downstairs.

"Morning." I spoke, making Tom look up at me as I walked into the kitchen.

"Hey, darling, you okay?" he asked as he pecked my lips.

"I'm alright. Have Tabby and Josh left for school already?" I asked.

"Yeah. And so I think that we corner Peter and Lola when they come down." he nodded. My eyes widened.

"You want to do it now?" I scoffed.

"Sweetheart, it's been a week of them ignoring us. They're our children, we can't go on like this." he sighed and shook his head. I returned the sigh and nodded. It was now or never. I heard the kitchen door open behind me, making me turn around to see Peter and Lola stood there. They looked at each other before turning to leave.

"No, no, not this time, get your arses in here." Tom demanded, making them both groan loudly.

"We really don't have to talk about it." Peter complained as they reluctantly came in and took seats at the breakfast bar.

"We really do, especially given that you two have been avoiding your dad and I like the plague." I nodded.

"Now, we're all adults here, who should be mature enough to be able to talk about sex-."

"I can't believe that this is happening." Lola mumbled, her head on the breakfast bar as Peter shook his head and covered his face with his eyes.

"Don't interrupt your dad." I scolded, hinting for Tom to continue.

"Look, kids, what you walked in on is natural. I know that you view your mum and I as two people way too old to still enjoy sex, and each other, but that's not the case." he shook his head.

"The sex was bad enough, dad, but we saw what you were using too." Peter groaned. Tom sighed and looked at me.

"So? It's stuff that makes it feel better for us, it's stuff that we enjoy using." I stated matter-of-factly.

"It's stuff that people our age use, not stuff that middle-aged parents use." Lola grimaced.

"Why should we have stopped using that stuff? We used it before we had you kids, why does having kids mean that we can't use it anymore?" Tom scoffed.

"Okay, we get it, you guys are allowed to have kinky sex, Jesus Christ." Peter mumbled as he rubbed his hands over his face. Tom and I sighed and looked at each other.

"Do you two get what we're saying, though? What we were doing was perfectly normal, sex isn't anything to be ashamed of. If anything, it's good that we still do it. It shows that we still love each other as much as we did twenty years ago." Tom shrugged.

"Yes, alright, whatever." Lola sighed.

"I'm glad that we're all on the same page. But, for the love of god, don't tell your younger brother and sister." I shook my head.

"Oh, don't worry, we're scarred enough, we don't need to soil their young minds too." Peter scoffed.

"Well...good, I guess. Go on, you'll be late for uni. You two okay?" Tom checked as they stood up.

"I mean, we're still a bit grossed out, but like you said, it's sex. It's normal. Doesn't mean that we ever want to see you guys doing it again, but it is what it is." Lola sighed.

"Alright, good. Have a nice day." I nodded. They returned it before leaving the kitchen. I puffed out, finally letting go of the breath that I didn't realise that I was holding as I looked at Tom.

"Is it just me, or did that actually go okay?" he chuckled as he curled his arms around my waist.

"It really did. They were more understanding than I thought that they'd be. But we're never having sex here again." I scoffed and shook my head.

"Oh, no way, we're renting a hotel room the next time that we want to fuck each other." he agreed, making me chuckle and shook my head as he leant down and kissed me.