It was to be a delicate operation. Not a sound to be heard as he traversed through the house, the plush carpet deafening the sounds of his heavy boots digging into the floor.
The door was just at the end of the hall. Plain white just like any other in the house, but his priority lay just behind the thin wooden barrier. His gloved hand carefully pressed the partially open door, but the tell tale squeak of the hinges had given him away.
The noise alerts you, but you're not fast enough to switch the lamp on before he enters. Not that you'd really want to blind yourself at 2am.
"You're home early." He'd said his mission would take a couple more days, so it was a welcome surprise to see him sooner than planned. "Happy to be home."
He'd wanted to slip in while you were still sleeping so you'd see him as soon as you woke up the next morning, but something as simple as an old door hinge soured his plans.
Now that he didn't have to hold an air of stealth, he could let the full weight of his feet hit the floor as he approached your shared bed. A sound that didn't go unnoticed on your part.
"Now I know you didn't just walk up here with your boots on." You said as you rubbed some of the sleep from one of your eyes.
"Forgot to take them off at the door."
The little wifey will have him vacuuming tomorrow to catch any of the dirt he'd dragged upstairs anyway.
"Sure you did." He could tell there was a smirk on your beautiful face as you spoke, even with the room still dark.
You lean up and lift the cloth to steal a kiss before letting it fall back down. "I missed you"
"I missed you, too. Love" he said slowly as one gloved hand reached out to tuck some loose hair behind your ear. His English was always pretty good, only showing off his Austrian accent by a few stray syllables. It was that little imperfection that made his voice sound so sweet.
He starts to kick his boots off by the bed, unclicking his belt and pulling his pants down to rest on his thick thighs.
You watch him partially undress, still half asleep. It was a sight for sore eyes, to see the thin lines of his old scars as more of his bare skin came into view.
You wrapped your nimble little fingers around the hem of his black boxers, wanting to help get him more comfortable.
"You don't need to.."
"Shush. Let me welcome you home."
The fabric is pulled over his shaft and family jewels which hang heavily from the base of his long cock. He was only at half-mast, for now, but as you held him in your palm he became stiffer in response to the touch of your soft skin. A low hum vibrates through his chest and, causing the part of him in your grasp to twitch.
You slip your tongue onto the head before suckling it past your lips. A growl catches in the back of his throat as you suck more of him in, making him slick with your saliva.
"It's been too long, love." His voice is so raspy when you can get your lips around his cock. You wanted to bobbed your head, pulling and sucking around him as you nodded along with his statement.
He hadn't even taken his gloves off as he placed his hands on either side of your head, helping to guide you along on his shaft.
You don't need the helping hands so you bat them away and pull back. You could hear a barely audible whine slip from behind his shroud, but it was nothing compared to the moment his breath caught in his throat when you went back down on him.
You started to swirl your tongue back and forth along his shaft as you took him a little deeper, letting his tip just kiss the back of your throat. You keep your mouth a little wide so as not to catch him with your teeth.
His hips buck against your flushed face, and the rough punch of his cock nearly makes you choke.
He still had the shroud on, leaving his pale blue eyes to shimmer in contrast to the dirty black fabric. You hate to admit it, but it was kinda hot when he left the mask on. Especially when you got to look up and see his pupils dilate as you flicked your tongue along the large seam along the bottom of his shaft.
His hips moved along with your head, both moving in perfect time as his gloved hands knotted into your hair to pull you onto him even harder. Your delicate licks turned into sloppy gags as he thrusted faster to fuck your reddened little face.
He cums down your throat with a growl as you try to drink every last drop of him. A spurt or two land on your lower lip and chin, leaving you to struggle to lick it up. You opt to press your fingers into it to push it onto your tongue.
You could hear a low shudder in his voice as he watched you lap up his cum. You could tell you were making him sweat from underneath his shroud. All the more reason for him to have ripped it off of his head before tearing off the rest of his gear. Getting himself ready to fuck you into the mattress.