Albus Dumbledore looked at the clock, and jumped out of bed. He was going to be late. He quickly rushed around the bedroom looking for his clothes. Minerva McGonagall sat on the bed watching him with an amused expression on her face.
"You look awfully nice like that, Albus. Are you sure that you have to go?"
"Unfortunately, yes, my dear, I have to go. I promised Aberforth that I would meet him for a drink tonight, and I can't just cancel on my own brother," Albus smiled at Minerva allowing his eyes to roam over her body, "much as I want to."
"Don't be a tease, Mr. Dumbledore," Minerva said while putting on her square spectacles, and stepping out of the bed with the sheets wrapped around her.
"I'm sorry, Minerva. I don't mean to tease you. I just…have you seen my pants?"
"No, but here are your socks. Should I wait up for you tonight?"
"Don't. I don't want you to exhaust yourself. I'll be back late. I just can't help feeling that I have been neglecting Aberforth lately. I want to make it up to him."
"I know darling. You don't have to explain it to me. I understand," having finished buttoning Albus's shirt, Minerva smiled and pressed a seductive kiss to his lips, " You know where to find me when you get back."
"On second thought…I don't really have to go," Albus reached out to pull Minerva against him.
"Oh yes you do. I'll be here when you get back. I won't have you ruining your relationship with your brother just to spend a few tawdry moments with me. Besides, he doesn't even know about us. You don't have a good reason to cancel on him. I'll see you when you get home. No go. You don't want to be late do you."
"Merlin, I love you," Albus smiled and pulled her into a quick kiss.
"I love you too. Have a good time."