Requested by bharrisonnn: Tom and Y/N are housemates, and one day Y/N accidentally leaves the bathroom door open while taking a shower. Tom walks past, sees her showering and gets turned on, and so starts to touch himself. Y/N notices and convinces him to join her.

"I'm home!" I yelled out, a tired sigh leaving my lips as I shut the front door and kicked my heels off of my feet.

"I'm in the kitchen!" Tom's beautiful voice called back. I walked through the house that I shared with my best friend and secret crush, Tom, my lips curling into an exhausted smile as I walked into the kitchen to surely enough see him sat at the breakfast bar. He looked up at me from his phone as I walked in.

"Hey, darling. Long day? You look tired." He stated as I put my bag down on the counter and hopped up onto the bar stool next to him.

"Fuck you." I scoffed.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding." He chuckled, making me playfully roll my eyes at him. Tom and I had met two years ago, when we'd been introduced to each other by a mutual friend at a party. We'd hit it off immediately, nothing but laughs and jokes being exchanged between us from the get-go. And so when Tom had told me that he needed a housemate to rent his spare room to, I had happily accepted. The only problem was that over the two years now that I'd known Tom, I had developed a huge crush on him. I would even go as far as to say that I was in love with him. Everything was perfect about the absolute god of a man, his hazel curls and beautiful chocolate eyes, not to mention his exceptional body, meant that he was very easy to just stare at all day long. But it wasn't just his physicality that was amazing, he as a person was just someone that I clicked with. He never failed to make me laugh, his kind eyes matching his kind soul and always making me feel loved by him. Even if it wasn't quite in the way that I wanted to be loved by him.

"I'm not. You're right, it was a long day. So, I'm going to have a nice, hot shower, I'm going to get into my snuggliest pyjamas, and then we're going to watch a movie and you're going to help me feel better." I decided as I jumped back down from the stool and grabbed my bag.

"I can make your day better now by joining you in the shower if you want." Tom flirted. I looked at him and playfully rolled my eyes in an attempt to cover up the fact that my heart almost exploded out of my chest at the comment. As of recently, Tom had been a lot more flirtatious than just nice, and I could clearly see that. I wasn't sure, though, if it was just him being more comfortable with me now, or if there was something genuine behind it. Of course I was desperate for it to be the latter, but I didn't want to get my hopes up.

"In your dreams, Holland." I scoffed as I started to leave the kitchen.

"Always, love." He returned, making me chuckle and flip him off over my shoulder as I headed down the corridor. As soon as I was out of his view, my eyes widened, a breath leaving my lips at his words. He had been really flirting with me there, and I wasn't sure how to take it. I giggled to myself, my heart racing at the idea that he was flirting with me for a reason as I headed up the stairs and into my room. I dumped my bag onto my bed before stripping off, all of my clothes going into the laundry basket as I grabbed a fresh pair of underwear. I headed across the hall and into the bathroom, my fingers clicking the light on as I grabbed a towel and hung it up before stepping into the glass-surrounded shower. I turned the shower on, my eyes fluttering shut and a sigh of relief leaving my lips as the hot water started to pour down onto me.

Tom's P.O.V

Tom sat at the breakfast bar in the kitchen, his eyes glued to his phone as he just relaxed.

"I'm home!" He heard Y/N yell out, followed by the sound of the front door shutting to signal that his best friend and crush was finally back.

"I'm in the kitchen!" Tom called in return. He looked up at Y/N from his phone as she walked in, a tired and yet still gorgeous smile on the girl's face as she entered the room.

"Hey, darling. Long day? You look tired." He stated as she put her bag down on the counter and hopped up onto the bar stool next to him.

"Fuck you." She scoffed.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding." He chuckled, making her playfully roll her eyes at him. The pair of them had met at a party two years ago, and Tom had instantly fallen for the beautiful girl. There was never a dull moment with her, never a moment without laughter and a feeling of love and happiness in the boy's chest. Which is why he'd jumped at the chance to ask Y/N to move in as his housemate. Sure, he wanted that to be more, but living with her as friends was a start. Recently, he'd tried to hint more as to what his real feelings were by flirting with the girl, but he didn't want to make an outright move and risk either making her uncomfortable or finding out that she didn't feel the same way. He had to go about making her realise that he liked her tactfully, and hopefully be told in return that she felt the same. That was the plan, anyway. He just hoped that he could pull it off.

"I'm not. You're right, it was a long day. So, I'm going to have a nice, hot shower, I'm going to get into my snuggliest pyjamas, and then we're going to watch a movie and you're going to help me feel better." She decided as she jumped back down from the stool and grabbed her bag.

"I can make your day better now by joining you in the shower if you want." Tom flirted. Y/N looked at him and playfully rolled her eyes.

"In your dreams, Holland." She scoffed as she started to leave the kitchen.

"Always, love." He returned, making her chuckle and flip him off over her shoulder as she headed down the corridor. Tom returned the chuckle to himself and looked back at his phone, though a quiet sigh left his lips as he thought about if Y/N would ever realise what he was trying to do. Maybe one of these days, he'd just have to try and gain enough courage to ask her out point black. He wasn't there yet, though. He puffed out, figuring that he needed to do some work as he got down from the stool before leaving the kitchen. He headed along the corridor and up the stairs, his mind wandering as he headed towards his room. But then he noticed something. His eyebrows furrowed as he headed towards the bathroom to see that the door was wide open, the sound of the running water of the shower clear as day as he approached the room. His eyes widened, his heart starting to thump more harshly as he realised that Y/N must have left it open accidentally before getting into the shower. But that meant that she was currently naked, in a glass box, without the only opaque material blocking Tom's view from her in the way. He gulped harshly, his eyes wavering as he lingered outside of the room and desperately fought the urge not to look inside.

"Don't be a weirdo, Tom, you can't watch your housemate when she's in the shower, especially when she doesn't know. Doesn't matter how much you like her, that's wrong and fucking weird." He mumbled and shook his head as he walked past the door. He groaned and stopped as he turned back, his sweatpants tightening around his crotch at the fact that Y/N was completely naked. And all he had to do was pop his head in. He gulped, his urges winning as he slowly peeked into the room. His eyes widened, a breath leaving his lips as surely enough, he could see Y/N's naked silhouette through the steamed glass door of the shower. But he could still see her.

"Fuck." He mumbled, his dick getting harder by the second as he watched Y/N rinse the shampoo out of her hair. How does she look so good doing something so mundane, he thought to himself as his eyes flicked up and down her body. Fuck, he thought as he stared at her. He knew that he liked her and that she had an amazing body but wow. Tom was in awe. And he was getting hornier by the second. He bit his lip, his hand slipping into his sweatpants and wrapping around his now fully hard dick. He'd come this far, he'd breached the friendship barrier in his mind, wanking off to the sight of his housemate wasn't going much further by his logic. His hand started to move up and down his fully hard shaft, his eyes fluttering shut and his mouth sucking in a breath at the feeling.

"Fuck...Y/N..." He breathed, his mouth hanging open and his head dropping as he imagined that it was Y/N's hand and not his. Even better, that he was in the shower with her. That would be perfect.

"Holy shit." He quietly moaned, his hand now fully jacking himself off as he looked back up at Y/N. Suddenly, she looked at him, making his eyes widen.

Y/N's P.O.V

My hands moved through my hair, the shampoo running out of it and down my body as I continued showering.

"Fuck...Y/N..." My eyes shot open, my eyebrows furrowing as I thought that I heard something. I stood still for a second, my hands against my hair as I waited to see if my mind was just playing tricks on me.

"Holy shit." I heard Tom moan. My eyes widened and I looked to the door, a quiet gasp leaving my lips as Tom stood in the open doorway, almost out of view but not quite. His eyes widened as he saw me, the boy quickly ducking back so that I could no longer see him.

"What the fuck?" I mumbled to myself as I opened the glass door.

"Tom? I know that you're there, I saw you!" I called out as I stayed in the shower but leant my body out. He came back into view slowly and timidly, making confusion fill my head as I looked at him. What the fuck was he doing, and why did he look so guilty about it?

"I'm so sorry, Y/N. Fuck, I'm so fucking sorry." He gulped and shook his head.

"Why? What were you-." Suddenly, my gaze flicked down, my eyes widening as I saw the very prominent tent in his sweatpants. My mouth hung open, making Tom sigh and squeeze his eyes shut as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Were you...were you wanking to the sight of me in the shower?" I scoffed as I looked back up at his face.

"Fuck me, that was so creepy wasn't it? I'm so sorry, Y/N, shit." he groaned and shook his head. I gulped harshly, all of the heat in my body rushing to the space in between my legs at the fact that he'd been jerking off to the sight of me. He found me sexy enough to wank off to. And I was going to use that fact.

"I think that you need to stop apologising, and join me in the shower." I stated. His head shot back up to look at me, his eyes widening and his mouth falling open at my suggestion.

"I'm sorry, what-."

"Surely, fucking me in the shower is going to be a lot better than jacking yourself off to me whilst I shower, so you have two options. Stand there and continue pleasuring yourself...or join me." I nodded. He stared at me with wide eyes, making my heart pound violently in my chest as I waited for his answer. I had absolutely no idea where this sudden surge of confidence had emerged from, but I was hoping that it was enough to get Tom to finally fuck me. And then, maybe something more long-lasting would happen between us.

"Okay. I'm going with the second one." He stated, making me smirk and bite my lip as he rushed into the room and pulled his t-shirt over his head.

"Good. Figured that you would. That's the option that I wanted you to pick too." I flirted. He returned my smirk as he quickly started pulling his sweatpants down, his body hopping around the bathroom as he desperately got undressed. His boxers were the last to go, making me gulp harshly at the sight of his rock-hard dick slapping against his toned-as-fuck stomach. I was about to have a lot of fun. Tom smashed our lips together, making me smirk and return it as he pushed me back into the shower so that he was also under the stream of hot water. Within seconds, he was soaked too, his curls flattened out against his head as we kissed. He deepened the kiss, making me smirk into it as he slipped his tongue into my mouth and desperately pulled on my naked hips as I curled my hands around the nape of his neck to pull him closer. We made out feverishly, a slight hiss leaving my lips as he pinned me against the wall, the cool chill of the tiles contrasting to the heat of the water as he placed his hands on the wall either side of my head.

"God, you have no idea what you do to me, darling." He mumbled as he broke the kiss and ducked his head down to start kissing my neck.

"Oh, I think that I do, Tommy." I teased, making him smirk against my neck as I lowered my hand and playfully swiped my thumb against the slit in his tip.

"Let's see what I do to you then too, huh." He flirted back as his hand moved down my body. I sucked in a breath, making Tom smirk and pull away to look at me as he gently started to move his fingers along my folds.

"Tommy." I breathed, my eyes fluttering shut and my hands raising to hold his shoulders as he started to rub my clit with his fingers, the pleasure already starting at the simple feeling.

"Yes, sweetheart?" He cooed, his lips teasingly hovering over my neck as he continued to gaze at me.

"Please do something, stop teasing me!" I whined.

"I suppose that I shouldn't be teasing, considering that it was me who got caught wanking to you in the shower. Okay, love. I'll give you what you want." He nodded before starting to push his finger into me. I gasped, my eyes squeezing shut and my head lulling forward onto his wet shoulder as he buried the digit into my pussy.

"Fuck, Tommy, shit." I choked, my hands tightly gripping his shoulders as the water continued to fall down onto us.

"That feel good, love?" He cooed, moans starting to leave my lips as he thrust his finger in and out of me.

"So good, fuck, please." I moaned in response. He smirked and leant down to kiss my neck again, his lips leaving open-mouthed and nippy kisses on my wet skin as his finger quickly moved in and out of me. My mouth hung open, my head resting on his shoulder and my arms around his neck holding him close to me as the knot got progressively tighter in my stomach. The hot stream of water continuing to pound down on us only added to it, our bodies hot and stuck together as Tom's finger moved in and out of me to pleasure me.

"Tommy." I choked, my legs starting to buckle under the weight of the pleasure that was rapidly filling me as his whole arm shook with how fast he was fingering me.

"You getting close, sweetheart? Does my finger inside of you feel good?" He teased as his teeth nipped at my earlobe. I bit my lip and looked up at him.

"Feels amazing. But I want more." I admitted. He raised his eyebrow, a smug smirk curling onto his lips as he gently pulled his finger out of me.

"Yeah? You sure that you don't want to cum before we do that?" He checked.

"You'll make me cum during sex. I just want to feel you." I teased. An involuntary moan slipped his lips at my words, making me smirk and bite my lip as he pinned me back against the wall.

"That's fine by me." He scoffed before pulling on my thighs. I squealed as he lifted me up and wrapped my legs around his waist, making him smirk as he pinned me back against the wall. He smashed our lips together, me returning it instantly as I curled my hands around his neck to pull him closer whilst he slipped his tongue into my mouth. We hungrily made out, quiet sighs leaving our lips but the kiss not stopping as Tom started to push into me.

"Fuck." I choked against his lips as he bottomed out.

"You feel so good, darling, shit." He grunted, one of his hands holding my leg around his waist as his other hand rested against the wall by my head to keep me trapped in between the shower wall and his body. Not that I minded.

"So do you. Move, Tommy, please." I nodded. He returned it and broke the kiss, his lips once again finding my neck as he started to thrust into me. I choked every time that he did, my mouth falling open as his thrusts started off powerful enough to make my back collide with the wall again every time that he moved back into me. It was fucking heaven.

"Jesus Christ." I moaned, making the boy smirk into my neck as he feverishly marked up my skin. Moans were freely leaving both of our lips at this point, Tom's thrusts having sped up so that his hips were steadily slapping against my thighs as he pounded into me.

"Why didn't we do this before, you feel fucking incredible, darling." He grunted.

"We need to make it a regular thing." I teased back.

"Oh, definitely." He scoffed, making me smirk as he continued to fuck me into next week. My knot was steadily building, Tom's lips on my neck and his hips violently snapping against mine working together to throw me towards my orgasm. I could tell by the way that his hips were speeding up and his hand was gripping my thigh more tightly that Tom was also starting to chase his high. And I had no doubt that he'd get us there.

"Sweetheart-shit, I don't know how much longer I'll last." He grunted, the water from the shower still soaking us both as I tightly gripped Tom's slick shoulders.

"Neither do I, I'm so close, please, Tommy." I moaned.

"Don't worry, love, I'll get us there." He promised before raising his head and smashing our lips together again. I returned the kiss immediately, my arms wrapping further around his shoulders to pull him closer as he rammed into me. Our lips moulded together, our tongues and teeth clashing as we both tried to dominate what would be the final make-out of our shower sex, but Tom inevitably won. My back continued to collide with the wall with every thrust, though the pain only added to the pleasure as I teetered on the brink of my orgasm. Until I got pushed over.

"Tommy, shit, fuck." I choked, my eyes squeezing shut as the knot broke. My orgasm hit me, my legs shaking around his waist, and my hands pulling on his hair as pleasure coursed through my body and took over within seconds.

"Fuck, fuck." Tom grunted as he quickly pulled out of me and gently dropped me so that I'd land on my feet as he wrapped his hand around his dick to get there. He pumped his dick a couple of times before he came, the boy's hand tensing against the wall and his body stilling as he came in the shower. We panted heavily, my eyes still shut and my head resting against the wall of cold tiles as we came down from the highs. My eyes fluttered open, my heart jumping in my chest as they opened to see that Tom's beautiful chocolate ones were already on me.

"What?" I chuckled. He shook his head and gave me a small smile.

"It's just that I've waited a long time to do that." He admitted quietly. I bit my lip and looked at him, my heart full of love for the boy as we gently gazed at each other.

"I did wonder if all of the recent flirting was meant to be a hint." I teased, making him chuckle and nod as he looked down before returning his gaze to me.

"Yeah. I was this close to just saying 'fuck it' and asking you out if you didn't get it soon." He smiled as he raised his fingers and parted them slightly.

"Do it, Tommy. We've had sex now, we've skipped the first few stages, what's stopping you from asking me out right now?" I asked as I leant against the tiled wall. He bit his lip.

"Nothing is. That being said, I'd love to have you as my girlfriend, darling. I want to take you out on dates, I want to go lingerie shopping with you, I want to be able to punch any guy who hits on you on a night out. What do you say?" He asked. I couldn't help but smile at his words as I looked at him. I'd imagined Tom asking me out too many times to count, but I'd never imagined him doing it in such a sweet way. I'd also never imagined him doing it just after we'd had shower sex, so I guessed that a few things were unexpected.

"I want all of that too, and I want it with you. So, yes, Tom, I'll be your girlfriend." I nodded. He breathed a sigh of relief, making me smile as he leant down and kissed me again. I returned it, my hands holding his wet face as his hands gripped my waist.

"Are you all done in here? Because I want round two in my bedroom." He nodded, making me laugh and break the kiss as I looked at him.

"Yes. I'm all done-."

"Awesome." He smiled, making me squeal and shake my head as he picked me up bridal style and stepped out of the shower with me before starting to carry me to his bedroom.