"I'm kissing Gary, Gary!" Miranda thought. Unfortunately as this registered she realised that his lips were no longer on hers. Opening her eyes she was met with the sight of Gary looking at her almost reverentially.

"You're beautiful."
"You're not going to start singing are you? Because I believe that's my trick."
"No, I I just had to tell you, and if I'm singing I can't do this."
He once again leant forward and their lips met gently. Miranda untucked his shirt and slid a hand to the small of his back, she swore she felt him shiver at her touch. She was distracted from this by Gary running his tongue along her lower lip. She opened her mouth to let out a gasp of surprise but he once again claimed her lips.
He slowly began to move, tuning them gently so he could lay her back where he hoped they would be more comfortable. Initially this worked well. Gary was able to take advantage of his dominant position and moved his lips away from her mouth, down along her jaw and on to her neck. Despite the passion of their kisses they were hesitant about moving too quickly, although they did have skin to skin contact is was relatively chaste, he had one hand on the back of her neck and the other stroking her hip through the fabric of her dress. Her left hand was still on his lower back and her right under his shirt slowly making it's way to his heart, taking in the sensation of his skin all the way. His heart was racing, evidently she was having the same impact on him as he was on her.
The moment was ruined when Miranda shifted her position slightly as she was at quite an awkward angle. The room was filled with light and Fiona Bruce's voice "On the 10 O'Clock news tonight..."
"What the...?" Was all Gary managed to say before the TV was turned off.
"I leaned on the remote, I think it is a sign we should move somewhere a bit more comfortable." Boldly she took his hand and lead him to her bedroom. They sat on the edge of the bed, just looking at each other. After what felt like an eternity Gary finally spoke.
"Why don't I go and lock up?"
She could do nothing but nod in agreement. She used the time that he was gone to remove her shoes, cardigan and tights, she didn't want any more layers than strictly necessary between them.
When he rejoined her on the bed his first act was to start undoing the remaining buttons on his shirt, almost immediately Miranda batted his hands away, this was something she had dreamed of for years. His, now free, hands slid to her back and undid the zip of her dress.
Despite her fumbling hands the buttons were swiftly released and she was greeted by the sight of his naked flesh. He took the advantage of her hands now being free and slid her dress down over shoulders and let it pool at her hips, he quickly shrugged the shirt and he sat before her totally unselfconsciously, on the other hand she felt the blush rising from the second he looked in her direction. Sensing she was uncomfortable he leaned forward and whispered ever so gently in her ear
"We don't have to do this tonight, I'm willing to wait as long as you need."
"Well I'm not, it's been far too long already." She was shocked at her own forthrightness. In response he stood her up and slid her dress over her hips and let it fall to the floor, in response her hands tentatively moved to the button and zip of his jeans, she surprised herself with how quickly she undid them, he cast them aside with a flick of his feet and they stood before each other, both absorbing the notion that this was finally happening.
She joined him on the bed, after deciding walking up to him was much more dignified than scooting.
Before she was even on the bed his hand was at her hip, drawing her towards him, she submitted to the movement willingly, the sooner they were together once again the better. She gratefully joined him, and he slipped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her towards him, they didn't need to speak, they were more than comfortable. He dropped his lips to her neck again and all feelings of awkwardness disappeared, this was right, more right than anything she had ever felt in her life, and she could tell he felt the same.