Robert Smith Imagines. [REQUESTS OPEN]

Disclaimer: This chapter contains smut. If you are uncomfortable with reading s3xual content or you don't like it, do not read. Go back to the chapters that don't have an X-mark on them. Those are a lot more SFW and tame.

This was requested by -space_ghost_ . Thank you for requesting. I hope you enjoy what I've come up with.

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Robert locked the door behind him as he always did when he went to bed. He sighed and began rubbing his temples, soothing his headache. Drinking the night before and staying had been a mistake, making the morning painful. Luckily it was Sunday. He was definitely no church goer like most people so he had nothing better to do than take a nap.

Robert put his hand to the door and kicked off his white high tops. He was about to take his pants off when he heard a groan coming from the bathroom. Nobody was allowed in the bedroom but one person. There she was in the bathroom. Robert smiled to himself and crept over to the bathroom door, knocking lightly.

"Oi!", she called out.

"What are you doing, love?", he asked her.

"In the bath, Robbie. Come in.", she replied back.

He pushed the door open to find a very pretty sight. There she was; skin glistening from the water, soapy suds covering bits of her, and her hair pinned up sloppily. Robert smiled, she was too pretty. She set down her glass of wine and tucked her leg back in the tub.
Fuck me...
Robert felt his lower region getting a little tighter at the sight. Many times he'd seen it, but never will it get old.

She folded her arms and rested herself on the edge of the tub. "Good, you're here. Be a dear and grab a sponge.", she asked.

He smiled and pulled up a small stool. She leaned back into the tub, placing her arms on each side of the tub. "What are you doing awake? It's four in the morning.", he asked her.

"Can't sleep", she shrugged.

He dipped his hand inside the water and stirred the water with his hand. It was cold and there wasn't many bubbles left.

"Oh, Twigs. A cold bath is only going to keep you awake. Is there no more hot water, love?", he asked. She shook her head.

"Aren't you cold?"

She nodded, "Oh, yeah. Very much so.", she replied.

"Let's get you a warm cuppa and go to bed."

She leaned over, pulled the plug on the tub drain and reached for her glass of wine. As she did he caught a glimpse of her naked breasts . He could feel his cheeks heat up and his erection growing. He almost forgot that she was cold and in need of some warm tea. He remained fixated on her nude body as the water drained slowly but surely.