Just a fluffy one shot I wrote when I had had a litttle bit to drink so I hope its not too bad. (This is M rated for a reason too)

Ruth had drawn herself a hot deep bubble bath. She needed to unwind from an awful and exhausting day at work. The foreign secretary had been shot dead after being taken hostage and they hadn't been able to do a thing to stop it. But the hot water seemed to make that melt away a little bit. She closed her eyes and relaxed her muscles smiling as she felt Harry's fingertips trace her face softly. She hadn't even heard him come in, not that she minded.

After a moment she felt him rest his hands on her shoulders, squeezing her flesh lightly. Ruth turned her head when she began to feel Harry kissing her neck. Her heart rate was speeding up and she didn't even care that her breathing was becoming embarrassingly loud. He lifted her damp hair and kissed her under her right ear, making her shiver with anticipation. He turned to face her and finally kissed her lips. Ruth wrapped her arms around him to pull him closer. They both ignored the hot water that was dripping onto his shirt in dark patches. Ruth moved away from him when she had to drag oxygen back into her lungs.

"Come and join me," she said, biting her lip slightly, waiting for his reaction. He smiled in a way that stopped her heart and started to undress slowly, knowing that Ruth was watching him intently. By the time he slipped into the bath Ruth needed to feel his skin under her hands. She needed to touch him. Needed to be touched. As if reading her mind he approached her and kissed her in a slow and intense embrace. The water spilled out of the bath but neither of them noticed as his hands roamed all over her body.

"I knew it was the right decision to get the big bathtub when we were moving in," Ruth said with a smile as Harry was busy kissing her neck.

"That's what you're thinking about right now?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow. Ruth was about to respond when she was distracted as she felt his hand running up the inside of her thigh, tantalisingly close to her centre.

"Now what are you thinking about?" Harry asked in a husky voice filled with desire.

"You," she managed to breathe as his thumb found her clitoris. After that words were simply beyond her. It didn't take long for her moaning and gasping in his ear to make him lose all his remaining self restraint. He pushed into her hard as she cried out under him. He kissed her as he moved incredibly slowly inside her.

"Harry…" she moaned when her lips were free. "Please…"

"No. Not yet," he murmured into her ear, withdrawing from her so slowly that Ruth was unable to stop whimpering quietly. After innumerable torturous seconds he started to quicken his pace, making her cry out with pleasure. He held her face with one hand firmly, making her look at him as her climax washed over her. The look of passion in her blue eyes made him follow her over the brink of ecstasy.

Ruth collapsed into bed feeling exhausted, fulfilled, loved and happy. That had definitely been one of the most memorable times she and Harry had slept together. Harry pulled the duvet close around them and Ruth moved so her head was resting on his chest. He put an arm around her shoulders as she sighed contentedly.

"Are you happy?" Harry asked quietly.

"Beyond happy," she murmured kissing his chest. "But I don't think our bathroom is ever going to be dry again." He smiled as he remembered all the water that had been on every available surface when they had got out of the bathtub.

"Harry?" she said when the silence had stretched out between them.

"Hmm?" he said sleepily.

"I love you." Harry tightened his arms around her and kissed the top of her head before going off to sleep. But he didn't say anything. Because between the two of them, some things were simply beyond words.

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