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After the show Tom follows Emma to her dressing room, opens the door for her and lets her walk in before he closes in on her. Pushing her against the door and kissing her. "You seemed to like that joke."
"Which one?" Emma laughs, kissing Tom between sentences. "You and Danny made so many, it's hard to keep track. Some were funnier than others."
"Mean." Tom laughs. They've both been excited for this ever since Tom was asked to be part of The Voice. He was worried it might turn gimmicky with him & Emma on the same show but he was definitely happy about the extra time they'd be able to spend together.
Emma doesn't respond, she's too busy melting from the kiss. She can tell Tom's feeling extra confident, he had a great show so Emma is down to relax and follow his lead right now. It's what she needs too, her brain worked too hard sitting with the contestants on the emotional roller coaster with all of them. Tom's hand slides underneath her skirt and grabs her ass. It makes Emma laugh, she buries her face in Tom's neck.
The adrenaline is running through Tom too much to care or even register that she laughed. His hand runs along until he finds the edge of her underwear and pulls them down. They don't have a lot of time so neither one of them want to drag this out. Tom's been thinking about this for an hour, honestly he's been imaging this moment since he agreed to do the show.
He places one hand on her cheek and guides her face to his, kissing her slowly. She feels herself come undone under his touch, she moans against his lips and arches her back for more. Tom slides his hand down until he can rub his fingers against her, he loves how he can feel and hear her moan louder. He slows down, "Shush." He feels himself going a little red, everyone might be able to guess what they'd do during breaks but he still doesn't want to get caught.
Emma whines. She doesn't care, she grinds against his hand, silently pleading for more. Tom doesn't want to wait either, he tries to get his clothes off as quickly as possible. It's funny to see him fumble around but Emma can't help but feel hotter with each bit of skin that's revealed. She doesn't help him, she just leans back on the door with her hand down her skirt with her eyes fixed soley on Tom.
"You could have helped." Tom starts to say but stops when he sees how flushed and ready she looks. He swallows and goes to her, kissing her so hard their teeth knock together, she swears and they both laugh. Tom grabs her hand and wraps it around his cock, she knows what he's asking for immediately. She strokes him then helps guide him as he slides inside her. She lets out a sigh and puts her head in the crook of his neck again. She feels warm and content. "More." She pleads, tightening around him.
"Fuck." Tom speeds up, sliding one hand up her back and one hand under her skirt again. "The skirt is a good choice." Tom compliments it, it not only looks great on her but it makes everything easier.
"Matt liked it." Emma tells Tom, smiling into his neck as she gets a rush remembering the text exchange she had this morning. "I sent him a photo of the outfit. He was annoyed you'd be the one to enjoy it." She laughs when Tom picks her up and holds her against the door, he's so strong when he wants to be. "Fuck."
"Yeah?" Tom's grateful when Emma wraps her legs around his waist making it easier to hold her up. She feels like she's clinging onto him, arms and legs wrapped around him as he fucks into her but it's what she needs right now.
"Yeah." She gasps. "You'll have to wear it for him next time." She can instantly feel the way Tom speeds up at those words. She can't help smiling, she feels so good.
Tom's holding tightly onto her, keeping her steady as he moves in and out of her. She squeezes her arms tighter, laughing and moaning as he speeds up. All she can keep thinking is this is exactly what she needed. She feels so relaxed now. Tom's just feels electric. He wasn't sure how he was going to feel doing this show but he feels so energised and alive. He just wants more. He's having so much fun and fuck, sitting there listening to new talent, laughing with Danny all day then getting to fuck Emma during a break? This is the perfect job. They need to find a day when Matt & Gi can come up, it'd make the day perfect to find them in their hotel room.
"This is amazing. Fuck- so good." Tom grips his fingers into her and Emma relishes that there might be bruises there later she can show off. She's already close, it's the way Tom has been so grabby and determined combined with the emotional build up, she squeezes around Tom again. "Close, I'm so close." She murmurs, she wants to cry out but she's trying as hard as she can to keep quiet.
"Yeah?" Tom lifts her higher as he slams into her. He loves the way she's squirming and whispering into his neck. It makes him feel so alive. "Fuck, fuck, fuck."
She picks her head up, finds his lips in a kiss and the extra pleasure runs through her and she feels herself coming, she pants against Tom's lips, shivering and shaking in his arms. "So good." She moans, "You're so good, Tom."
Tom's slowed down to let her relax and settle with how much she was shaking. He loves it, he feels like he's on top of the world. He holds her steady and starts moving faster when he feels her relax. She's urging him on, pleading for more and more as he starts to move again. It feels so good. She kisses his ear, bites his earlobe, it's Tom's turn to fight to stay quiet. Her legs tighten around him and he smiles, he feels like the only thing that exists in her world.
He feels like he's going to scream, he bites her shoulder to keep quiet. It leaving a mark is a bonus. His teeth dig into her, groans muffled by her skin as he comes. He feels fantastic. He's not sure if he can manage to keep holding her up, she's not letting go though, still curled tightly around him.
They stand there as they get their breath back. Emma reluctantly lowers herself off of Tom and back on solid ground but as soon as her feet hit the ground she's wrapping herself around him again. She doesn't want to let go. She lets her jacket fall to the floor just to get more skin to skin contact. Tom's never going to complain about that, he relishes contact too. He leads them blindly backwards to a couch her has in her dressing room and they collapse on top of it.
Tom's exhausted. He knows he'll need a nap before they can go on with their day. Emma's fine with that, she's not tired but she'll love an excuse to stay curled into Tom. His hand moves absentmindedly up and down her back and she lets out a soft sigh. She considers saying something but looks up and sees Tom's already asleep. She laughs lightly, unsurprised. She's not tired though but she also doesn't want to move.
Emma manages to reach her phone without getting up. She holds it out and takes a photo, you can see Tom's messed up hair, her smiling on top of him and just barely a growing little red bite mark on her shoulder. She smiles at it before sending it off, one to Gi and one to Tom. She knows it's one he'd love to have.
Gi writes back almost immediately, telling them not to have too much fun without her and that Matt is currently still sulking over Emma's outfit. She writes back promising to keep this one and bring it back with them, hesitates before adding that she thinks Tom would look good in it too. It's a long time before she gets any replies so she assumes the two of them are either discussing that idea or discussing it. Either way she can wait to hear about all that later. She puts her phone down and settles herself, tucking her head under Tom's chin and letting out a content sigh.
She never figured out what joke he was referring to, I guess it doesn't matter. She can find out on their way home, maybe when she asks it will end up the same way it did today. It wouldn't be the most terrible if she never found out and they kept repeating today for the rest of the series.