The door shut.
Dylan's thoughts couldn't stay still. It had been such time since he did anything like that afterall. He walked into the living room whilst trying to not stumble over his thoughts (and the dogs). Poor Dervla having to watch that, bet Bacchus is used to it though, that thought popped into his head irrationally.
He stood nervously by the sofas, took his coat off and neatly folded it onto the table. He was constantly standing up and sitting down, waiting for Ciara to come back from the toilet, or so he had thought.
Suddenly Ciara appeared. She was no longer wearing that dreadful dressing gown like dress from earlier, although he couldn't say much, he spent most of his life in bodywarmers and brown trousers, no style icon himself. Instead she was now wearing a silk nightdress, esenuating all her body. Dylan didn't know where to look. Instead he muttered: "no to the coffee then?"
Ciara laughed and preceded to tell him she'd ran out as she approached him on the sofa.
"I can pop to the shops, if you like."
"Oh Dr Dashing, you really are bad at this aren't you?"
Dylan was not sure where to look, he knew she was correct, she knew him better than he knew himself.
Ciara could sense his awkwardness. "You know the best way to get on with it?."
She quickly placed her lips on his and he couldn't contain himself once more. He put his hands round her neck and continued to kiss her intensely. "Oh Doctor Keogh, maybe you are better than first thought. Full of surprises."
"Well yes, it may have been a long time but I've never had any complaints."
In this moment he began to undress her and she undressed him. He quickly helped her with her dress off which revealed the most beautiful body he had seen. He started caressing her neck and getting lower.
Ciara unbuttoned his shirt and unzipped his trousers, throwing them onto Bacchus by accident. In amongst all the excitement, Dylan had forgot to ask whether she had any protection. It had been that long for him, he'd totally forgotten the basics. Never mind.
He took his boxers off to reveal, what she preceded to call 'Big Keogh'. She was impressed.
He pushed her down to the sofa and pulled down her small knickers. He then preceded to go down on her.
"Oh Doctor Keogh you bad bad man"
He growled.