Emily sighed as she let herself and Matt into his apartment.

"Well, so much for that romantic evening I promised," Matt sighed as he looked around the kitchen. Their dinner, cold and untouched, sat on the table.

"It's okay," Emily murmured, yawning, "You can make it up to me later."

"I'd love to!" Matt grinned and wrapped his arms around Emily's waist. His lips found their way to her neck and the spot that made her knees weak. "It's still early enough for dessert, right?" Matt asked.

Emily stared at him silently for a minute, trying to determine if he was joking, "Does dessert involved whipped cream?"

"No, but it does involve strawberries," Matt said, not understanding Emily's reference.

"Strawberries?" Emily repeated dumbly. "What are you doing with strawberries?"

"Eat them," Matt replied, "dipped in chocolate."

"Choc-oh… You actually meant dessert. I get it," Emily admitted, a little disappointed.

Matt laughed, "Yeah, I meant an actual dessert," he stared at Emily for a minute, "Although I can see you in a whipped cream bikini…"

"Not quite what I was thinking," Emily laughed as she went into the living room and sat on the couch. After a few minutes, Matt joined her carrying a bowl of strawberries and one of chocolate. He also had 2 wine glasses and a bottle of wine.

"Thanks, Matt," Emily stood up and wrapped her arms around her partner.

"Anything for you, Em," Matt gave Emily a light kiss before sitting on the couch. Emily sat next to him and turned, so she could lay across his legs.

Matt gently smoothed her hair back and away from her face. He ran his fingers through her silky hair and grinned as the scent from her shampoo wafted towards his nose.

Emily reached up and caressed his cheek before making a face, "You didn't shave this morning," she accused.

"I didn't," Matt agreed, "I didn't have time in the shower this morning." Emily smiled as she remembered the activities that had kept them occupied that morning.

"Well tomorrow morning I won't distract you," Emily promised with a playful grin.

Matt laughed and dipped his finger in the chocolate before bringing it to Emily's lips. She licked it before taking his finger in her mouth and sucking gently. Emily grabbed a strawberry and dipped the end in the chocolate before bringing it to Matt's lips. She missed, getting chocolate on his cheek instead.

"Sorry," Emily muttered, "I should get that…" She sat up and moved to straddle his legs. She ran her fingers through his hair and brought her lips to the offending chocolate. After cleaning the spot, she pulled away--just slightly. Nose to nose they paused, breathing heavily from adrenaline and anticipation.

Matt placed his hands on her hips and she pressed her lips to his. The kiss was hungry and impatient, passionate and intense.

Matt's fingers played with the hem of her shirt before slipping one hand behind her back and let the other one travel under her shirt. A minute later he tugged on it. They broke the kiss only long enough to remove her shirt. Their lips met again, unable to stay apart.