A crash of thunder resounds through the apartment as he pushes her body up against the door, slamming it shut. Hot wet mouths, kisses pressed against damp skin, fingers running through hair. Their rhythm slows, switches to gentle kisses, and she's smiling, noses touching and he can't smile back even though he's happier than he can remember being in a long time because he's just so overwhelmed by the sudden, unexpected arrival of the moment he has been waiting for years. Their fingers lace together as their eyes meet and the slightly nervous bite of her lip contrasts with the way she confidently pulls him towards his bedroom.
He can't seem to say or do anything, other than stare at her in awe, and follow her through his apartment, his heart pounding in his chest. He tightens his grip on her fingers, hoping that the small gesture will communicate to her at least some of the feelings coursing through him. She returns the pressure, lets out a shaky breath. They're almost at the door of his bedroom now, and he can't stop thinking about all the what-if moments there have been between them, and tries in vain to process the fact that this time it's actually happening.
She turns the door handle, quickens her pace, tugging on their intertwined hands. In response, a sudden wave of desperation crashes over him, he pulls his hand away, immediately replacing it onto her body, kissing her hard, tongues dancing together. Her fingers run down his abdomen, and stop at the waistband of his jeans. He begins to trail kisses down her neck as she begins unbuckling his belt. This quickly leads to the removal of the rest of his clothing and he follows her lead, leaving her clothes in a damp pile on the floor. He can't help but swiftly run his eyes down her body, black lace against tanned skin, and he comes to the conclusion that his imagination has not done her justice. He watches Kate observing him, and wonders if she is thinking a similar thought in regards to him. He thinks she might be as her eyes darken and she grabs his hands, placing them on the curve of her hips, cold hands causing goose bumps to prickle across her warm skin.
He growls low and deep in her ear, hitching her legs around his waist, lifting her up so she's wrapped around him. They continue kissing as he moves them both towards the bed, ignoring the crashes of various objects hitting the ground as they bump into furniture. They fall onto the bed together, neither letting go for long and the rest of the night continues with bare skin, laboured breathing, slow moans and whispered names, before reluctantly they succumb to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms.
A/N: So I'm thinking that the one-shots could develop into an actual plot if I have enough inspiration, but for now this has been sitting on my laptop for a while so I thought I'd post it and see what you guys think, please review!