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Author's note and summary: This is the treat or chapter 3 for my story Pillow Talk. You should read that first.

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Pillow Talk - the Treat

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In the middle of the night the Detective Inspector woke up on his back with a warm woman curled into his side. For a brief moment he wondered where he was and who that woman could be, lying there, obviously physically bound to him, but then the previous day with the stupid car, the long way to the pub and the lovely pillow fight returned into his memories. It just was not helpful for what he needed to get done now. Tommy moved but it only made Barbara tightening the clasp of her arm that was looped around his, keeping him in place that way. Her other arm laid on his chest and their legs were touching with her knee resting on top of his thigh. Tommy's hand laid on it. Unfortunately he really had to get up to use the toilet so he carefully wound himself from her grip.

On the sink where he washed his hands there was a toothbrush and some toothpaste lying but Tommy was sure Barbara had not brought her overnight bag with her and she would not have that stuff in her jacket pockets, would she. He had not had to search for long and found the same stuff inside the hidden mirror cabinet that Barbara already had found before. While he brushed his teeth he kept the cabinet open and stared at the small tin foil packages in the corner. Only when he almost had finished he realised what it was. Smiling Tommy took one of them.

"It's a sign, old man!" he murmured to his reflection before he returned into the bedroom. Barbara still was asleep. Carefully so he would not wake her up Tommy placed his prey on the nightstand on his side of the bed and climbed back under the duvet. The previously rather noisily running heater now did not make any sound at all and it had turned distinctively colder in the huge room. Immediately after Tommy had hit the mattress the sweet woman next to him snuggled into his side again.

" 't's so cold!" she mumbled into the pink T-shirt that fortunately was not visible in the darkness. The stars that shone through the window above the bed did not provide enough light to let him see more than a reddish mop of hair on his chest. Joy almost overpowered him. This was Barbara. He could not believe it. This was the woman he loved and according to the kiss they had shared she reciprocated his feelings. Tommy had to turn towards her and pull her into both arms, otherwise he would have exploded.

"I'll keep you warm, Barbara." he whispered. "I love you."

Her answer sounded sleepy and she did not move at all. " 'love you too."

Tommy smiled. The snoring sound coming from his chest indicated that she had fallen asleep again so he just kissed the top of her head and settled back into the pillow too.

At the time Barbara woke up in the morning it was still dark outside. The moon had wandered and now shone through the window above the bed so there was a bit more light in the room than before. It was just enough to see the face of the man laing next to her. His hand was resting on her hip while the other was keeping his head above the pillow. He was watching her and it looked as if he was doing this for quite some time. The moonlight let his dark eyes twinkle like stars. This must be heaven. She smiled.

"Morning, Sir." she whispered.

"Good morning, Sergeant." Briefly Tommy just smiled at her, added a quiet "My beloved Sergeant." and closed the distance between their faces. His soft kiss made her heart beat faster. After they had shared another deep look the kiss was resumed. For a long while they just let their lips linger and only exchanged soft wet nudges until Barbara moved another bit closer to his body. His hand had reached the naked skin of her waist under her nightwear and she longed to feel his skin too. The wonderful touch of their lips had made her just that tad numb that was needed to forget about any fears or rational objections that they better should stop as long as it was possible. When she felt Tommy's body pressing against hers resistance had become futile anyway. His excitement was palpable on her belly.

It felt good but it should not be the end yet so Barbara nudged his lips apart and entered his mouth with her tongue. She wanted more. In fact she wanted all of him. Feeling her taking the initiative Tommy felt assured he could go further. It was not that he thought about what he was doing. He just let his feelings guide his arms around her. His emotions made him move one hand to her bottom cheeks, only covered by her small panties, and one hand under her neck, around her nape and into her T-shirt, there he let it rest on her shoulder blade. In return Barbara had squeezed her arm past his head and her fingers now dug into his hair behind his ear. Her right hand already had been brazen enough to push up his T-shirt and tickle the skin on his sides by tenderly hovering her fingertips across it. Her left arm though had been lying awkwardly between them, avoiding the areas where she had not yet dared to touch him by gently stroking his chest with the back of her hand and her arm bent at her elbow. She now felt the touch of his complete front with her own.

Feeling invited said front area was pressed against her without shame. A little movement with her hips against his told Tommy that Barbara definitely approved of what was happening. He even pulled her another bit closer, then pushed her gently but decidedly onto her back. While she slightly turned Barbara did not let go of Tommy and pulled him with her. This was becoming wonderful.

He now was half above her and the intensity of their kissing became deeper. Tommy gave her shortly lingering kisses, marking her mouth with the wetness from the insides of his lips, almost sucking hers, pulling at them, always leaving her wanting more when he broke the contact. Barbara played along until she needed to feel his tongue again. An impatient hand pulled his head down and she almost forced his lips apart until her tongue found its so much wanted counterpart just to lure it to her own side.

They fought, they twisted, they tickled their palates, they hooked and they pushed and they still found time to breathe between their kisses. Meanwhile Tommy had pushed up her shirt and covered her right breast with his hand. His thumb played with the already reacting nipple until Barbara's mind finally recognised it and sent the order to sigh towards her lungs. Only briefly they paused their kiss to look at each other with big eyes, smiling down to her and marvelling up to him. The atmosphere almost hummed with sizzling expectancy.

Before he recaptured her lips Tommy quickly pulled off his shirt. He did not move far away from her and he would not have been able anyway. Her hands kept on caressing whatever they reached on his chest and doing so she kept sure to always have a hold on him that pulled him slightly down. Just a bit. Just that much so he could feel he should hurry with that shirt. Tommy found it entirley pleasant to be touched and wanted by her and there was no doubt what she wanted. Her small actions were clear in that matter. Just a little lift of her hips up against his was the explicit indicator where this was heading so he turned down his thoughts again and revelled in just feeling her. Feeling her skin, feeling her body reacting, feeling her body acting, feeling how she pressed herself against him in order to let him know how much exactly she wanted him right now.

Eventually Barbara just relaxed into the soft mattress with closed eyes. Tommy laid next to her, half on top but still as far away as he should to have his hands be able to caress her chest. It sent one shiver after the other across her skin and through her system. His mouth though wandered away from her lips, across her jawbone and her neck down to her right ear. Gentle nibbles of lip-covered teeth on her earlobe distracted her so much that she only reacted when he softly whispered an amused "He!"" into her ear. He had pulled her with him on their sides again and now was trying to take off her T-shirt. But he could not do it without her help.

It was quickly done then and between the rustling of the duvet, they still were mostly covered with it, small sounds of them both sucking in some air could be heard when their chests touched. He felt warm and safe and her joyful buds felt wonderful on his skin. Their lips' kissing made it hard again to breathe properly but who cared about oxygen if you could breathe love.

Kissing and caressing Barbara and Tommy rolled back and forth on the mattress until in the end the covering duvet slipped to the ground unregarded. They were not very wild but still it was fervent and inwardly roaring somehow, filling every pore, touching every nerve, tensing every muscle. In every possible way Tommy showed her how much he really wanted her. Feeling his hard bulge pressed against her abdomen and his lips on her skin Barbara felt that she already had turned wet and needy for him. Joy tickled through her entire body when she finally felt his hands slip under her panties. Involunatrily he moved them down when he kneaded her upper thigh and his thumb dared to move into certain climes. Barbara stopped breathing when she felt it roaming through her curls. She knew he must feel how damp it was there. She moved her hips in the direction of his hand and Tommy understood the invitation. With skilled fingers he shoved the piece of cloth from her hips and down to her knees from where Barbara undid the rest on her own while his hand already had found a gentle path through her curls again and between her legs.

There was no way of normal respiration anymore. Their breaths were deep and strained and left hot traces on their bodies. Both concentrated on their hands, how and where they could touch and what reactions they elicited from the other. Like he still would not dare to touch her intimate parts Tommy's hand still was just kneading her upper thigh, only this time his hand was on the inner side of it. Barbara though felt bold enough to search for what was still hiding under his pants. Softly she cupped his complete manhood and very, very gently nudged it. Her other hand cheekily scratched his back. When she finally felt a hand covering her most feminine parts and a thumb applying pressure onto her expectantly yearning pink button she dug her nails deeper into his flesh and squeezed her hand harder around his length.

"Mmmh." he sighed against her collarbone and with a few quick movements he pulled his underwear down to his knees. Barbara felt a pleasant urge to feel him closer to his final destination so instead of keeping her hands on the promising inches she wriggled her cloth-free abdomen against it. Immediately she approved of the contact with a purr. For a short moment Tommy and Barbara locked their eyes, both a little amazed about the sound she had made, but when her leg went around his, pulling them closer together this way, they closed their eyes again and shared another slow but encouraging kiss. Barbara's heel stroked his calf upwards until she felt the cloth of his knickers so she hooked her foot into it and pulled it down completely.

It was like the signal for Tommy to push her back onto her back. Barbara did not at all object but enjoyed it in fact. Opening for him she spread her legs and Tommy immediately climbed between them. His length still pressed into her belly. His tongue slid deep into her mouth like he wanted to give her a prospect of what he was about to do further downwards in the next couple of moments. But first they just ground their hips together in a slow rolling way for a few highly arousing minutes.

At some point Tommy stopped their kiss and whispered "Stay where you are, my precious." Then, reaching for his nightstand, he rolled to the side. It was the moment Barbara took the chance and reached over to her own bedside table. When they met again in the middle of the bed, both holding up the little tin foil package they had taken from the mirror cabinet in the bathroom, they hesitated in surprise.

"So you've had the same idea..." Tommy grinned besotted and they moved back into the depth of their pillows sharing a deep sensual kiss. Eventually the action grew more intense and Barbara clenched her hands around his hips. She only wanted him inside. Now. Just a little lift here, a little change of the angle there, an impatient male and an eager female hand putting everything in order, and then they perfected their physical connection. Slowly Tommy entered her. His own breath stopped but all the way inside he happily enjoyed the long intake and the almost longer outtake of breath Barbara made without opening her eyes. When he was completely inside and started breathing again she arched back in pleasure, heavily sucked in some air and breathed out a very smug "Yeeessss!"

In that moment they had completely forgotten everything else. Their connection indeed was perfect. Nothing but a nice thin coat of fluids was between them when Tommy started to slowly thrust into her. At first he moved almost completely out and then completely into her again while they watched their faces expressing the joyful feelings they experienced. His hand slid across her thigh up to her knee and back again with his long, deep thrusts. Barbara's hands kept flatly roaming his chest, softly pinching his nipples, tickling his unshaved face and finally pulling his head down so she was able to kiss him. Eventually air was needed more than their lips' contact and when Tommy lifted his upper body from hers Barbara started to increase the pace of his thrusts by pulling his hips back down with her fingernails dug into the flesh of his buttocks.

It worked. He understood. He started to pound deeper and it made him even harder feeling her around his shaft, tightening faster now. Small sounds of pleasure reached his ear and directly went on into his abdomen. The woman underneath him had her eyes closed and visibly enjoyed what they were doing. Again he set up a quicker speed and finally let his brain relax into his emotions. Small rythmically hissing sounds of pleasure indicated that Barbara was approaching her climax. Tommy felt she was close. Repeatedly Barbara's inner walls constricted around his stiff member so it was hard for him not to let go completely. A small whimpering moan pressed through gritted teeth showed him that she was holding it back similarly.

"Barbara!" he panted onto her lips and in the end this made her unable to keep herself under control any much longer. She quietly moaned into his ear after she had pulled his upper body down to her. All of her muscles tensed and she clung herself around him. Heels in the hollows of his knees, knees at the sides of his thighs, arms wound around his neck and chest, fingers grabbing into hair and muscles, her pelvis pressed hard against his - Tommy almost was not able to move but Barbara fiercely pushed upwards in a slightly changed angle. So Tommy thrusted only once more into her before he let go of his restraint. His own muscles tensed and Barbara could feel a wonderful warmth fulfilling her. It caused another wave of orgasm ripple through her body and she quietly mewed his name.

"Aoww, Tommmm- Mh!"

Their exhausted bodies went limp after a while but before his muscles all relaxed completely Tommy rolled onto the side. He would not want to crush her but he kept his arms around Barbara and smiled into the crook of her neck where he buried his nose.

"Are you as chuffed as I am?" he eventually murmured onto her skin leaving hot humid spots that still spread a sizzle even though Barbara had just been satisfied. She nodded and contentedly let her eyes look out of the window where the first lighter parts of cold rosy blue autumn sky announced the day. This was so romantic it almost hurt.

"Oh, bloody hell, yes!" she almost moaned and added a whispered "Very much so."

For another while they just kept lying like this. Barbara was the first to move. "We should get up." she sighed.

"No, please... just a little bit longer." Tommy answered and cuddled another bit closer.

"The world outside is waiting." she almost sadly murmured. Her arm was around his shoulders and her fingers made small caressing circles on his skin. But then she suddenly chuckled. "I've always imagined you to be..." She paused.

"Hmmm?"

"Wordier..." she grinned and felt him grinning against her neck too.

When his hand started again to play with her breast he suddenly propped his head onto his hand and looked her directly in the eyes. "So you've thought about... us... making love?"

Barbara just nodded. She blushed a bit but held his gaze. "Yes... Sometimes..." With her index finger she stroked his stubbly chin. Her eyes curiously went to his mouth. Then the tip of her her index finger softly traced the contours of his lips.

It made his smile spread wider. "I also have." he admitted, stilled her hand and kissed her fingertips one by one. "Sometimes. More often recently." They shared a lazy kiss. "But I always thought you'd be much more..."

Since he hesitated Barbara had to ask. "More what?" she gave another chuckle.

"Well... noisy..."

It made Barbara raise an eyebrow. "So you say I was too quiet?"

"No, you just-"

"Well, just to remind you: we're not alone in this hotel so you better be thankful that I'm usual-mmmm!" He had kissed her words to an end but it did not keep her from going on when he had set her lips free again. "Usually a quiet comer, I was about to say."

Totally smitten they grinned at each other. This moment was so special. It was their own personal moment. They just had made love for the first time and nothing felt awkward or embarrassing like she had thought it could be and they both felt that the other one was equally relaxed, satisfied and contented.

"I promise, next time I'll turn up your volume." Tommy announced.

"Is there a next time?" Barbara almost anxiously asked.

"Of course there is. And more than one time, I bet. I hope." He pushed a strand of hair from her face. Then his smile turned into a juicy grin. "When we're at home I'm going to make you shout and moan and cry out my name in pleasure. Repeatedly. The neighbours will be shocked!" Tommy kissed the tip of her nose. "Actually... I have to admit that when we came in here and I saw that ladder on the wall I had a flash of a very indecent thought."

"Oh, please don't tell." Barbara hid her face in the pillow. Tommy only saw her blush spreading across her entire nape and shoulder. He softly bit it. Had she had similar thoughts?

"And during our little pillow fight when you've said you'd strangle me with that decoration thing-"

"Shut uuuup!" Barbara's nagging sounded muffled through the pillow. "I would never strangle you!"

Tommy only wriggled his re-awaking body closer. He gave a short laugh. Why should he not tell her about all of his tender fantasies. They include her as well, so she should know.

"Well, what about shackling? I've pictured us in a very filthy situation. And I've imagined you to cry out my name again and again. I guess if that happens we both would be so loud that Martin will come in wondering if something was wrong and we'd be in-"

"Gosh, Tommy, stop that, you chatterbox!" She had lifted her head and with his words, her own smutty mind and his promising body pressed against hers she already was becoming horny again. After a quick glance at the alarm clock she fiercely kissed him. A few more snogging moments would do no harm.

"I thought you'd want me wordier?"

"No, I just thought you'd be. And now just stop talking about... what you imagine us to... well..." Barbara blushed deeper. "Oh, will you just shut up and kiss me!"

Tommy kissed her but not the way she had thought he would. He had turned her onto her back again and now let his lips wander across her front, licked arousing traces with his tongue and made her start to writhe under his roaming hands. He definitely was about to seduce her again.

"Oh, Tommy, we shouldn't..."

"As long as we can, we definitely should!" he quietly growled and tickled her navel with his tongue.

"Breakfast will be-" Barbara was not able to end her sentence. She gave a whimper and forgot what she had wanted to say. Out of the blue and without any soft announcing touches near it one of Tommy's fingers entered her hot cave. He only had wanted to gently touch her and at the same time test if she was as aroused as he already was but her folds already were so wet that he half-accidentally slipped inside. Of course he did not mind, in fact he enjoyed it so he just kept curling his finger, even added another one. Barbara was more than wet and ready and the involuntarily cramping muscles around his fingers only encouraged him. Suddenly he pushed them deeper with his thumb circling around her pink button. He was rewarded with a very pleased moaning shriek from Barbara.

"This time I'm going to make you wake up all guests." he growled when he had removed his fingers and pushed himself properly and hard into her a short moment later.

"Yes!" she moaned. Her eyes grew wide in shock, about her sudden outburst or him entering her she was not sure. Probably both. She did not care. She was distracted by Tommy heavily thrusting into her.

"This time I'm going to make you cry out my name." He pushed himself deeper inside.

"Tommy!" she moaned and grabbed his shoulders. Tommy pounded into her twice.

"Even louder, my sweet darling. Even. Louder." he growled filling her with his full length three times in a row, then curving his back so he could kiss her breasts and grind himself completely into her. "Call me macho but I want everybody in this house to know what happens here. Oh, god, you feel so good."

Only four or five heavy thrusts later they both knew they would not be able to hold back any longer if they kept up that pace. Barbara fought hard not to let go completely at that point already but she was not able to stop the rhythmic moans that were not yet really loud and still restrained but elicited with every move of Tommy's pelvis. As they turned louder at some point Tommy's groans joined in.

In total it was a short but very intense encounter and when both shared their orgasm Barbara drowned out his growls with a loud "Yes! Tommmmy!"

She had cried out his name two more times.

"You've accomplished your mission." she whispered chuckling into his ear a few minutes later when she had regained some of her composure. Oh, she was so happy.

"We've not yet tried that ladder and the decor- omph! What was that for?" Barbara playfully had punched his chest.

"We're not missing out breakfast just because you want to f-" Big-eyed she stopped dead in her tracks. Mind your words, she thought, it is not his Lordship's language, as much as it obviously was his way.

Tommy laughed. "You're allowed to say it, Barbara, because I indeed want to fuck you." Then his voice turned softer. "I want to make love with you, as often and as soon again as possible. And I don't care about the other guests or what they might think if they hear us. Nor do I care about breakfast or our case or the AA or whatever annoying thing comes or has come our way. I just want to spend the rest of the day here." He started to leave kisses everywhere on her body. "In this room. With you. In this bed. Making love the entire day. Being noisy. Being naughty."

"Being wordy." Barbara added.

Tommy returned into the position he had been in before so he could see her face. "Yes. Telling you over and over and over again how much I love you. And how much I do appreciate that I am finally allowed and able to tell you."

"I... I love you too." she tentatively smiled. After a long loving kiss they watched each other for a while, pensively, smiling, communicating through their eyes. Lazy fingers caressed what they were able to reach. Then Tommy sighed.

"But you're right. We should get up. We should at least send a note to the CID in Sedbergh that we're alive."

"Yah, we should. And I'm hungry."

"You're always hungry."

"I'm not." When Barbara got up to finally have a shower after all that exhausting sex she recognised that they had left quite a wet mess on the sheets. "Oh, dear." Tommy had seen it too and he nodded. "We should've used the condoms." she mumbled.

Both heads suddenly jerked up. "We should have used the condoms anyway." he croaked.

It surprised him a bit that Barbara only shrugged but she knew her cycle and was not too concerned. "It's okay." she murmured.

"It's not okay!" he insisted and immediately had sobered up from his lovestruck state of being. "Barbara, you should know that I had not intended to make you... I didn't mean to..." While he stood there raking through his hair and searching for the right words Barbara picked up the duvet and the pillows that had landed on the floor. She looked everywhere but into his eyes. The least she wanted was him declaring he would never ever leave her and always be there for her no matter what, and so on and so forth, blabla.

"Really, it's okay, I don't-"

"But I care! I should have-"

"We both should have, Tommy. And we both haven't. Let's not talk about it now. Everything is possible but highly unlikely at the moment. Apart from that I'd cope."

"We would cope, Barbara. We. And of course we would. I love you and I'll never leave-" Not very strong Barbara had thrown a pillow into his face.

"Shut up, Sir. I won't cross that bridge before we've reached it. Plus I don't want to hear stupid declarations. Please." Her face expressed something between desperation and fear.

Naked as they had left the sheets and ignoring the pillow Tommy took Barbara into his arms to reassure her. "I just wanted to tell you-"

"I know." she cut him short. "I've always known. You are like this. Of course you would. Now can we just not talk about it? It's... embarrassing... somehow." She had to get up on her toes because Tommy made no effort to kiss her and she definitely wanted to feel his lips right now. Their bare bodies touched and it was not easy to stop kissing again. But it was inevitable that they would end it soon. The day had started and there were a hundreds of things to be done, not to mention that they were in the middle of a case. Finally Tommy managed to pull himself away from her.

"If we don't get under the shower and into our clothes right now" he sighed theatrically "I don't know if I'm not going to make love to you again. Please stop moving your body against me or I'll tie you to that ladder after all."

He did not. They showered, they got into their clothes, they went down into the breakfast room. Fortunately they were alone in there. No wonder. It was shortly before ten and there was only one set table left. Two Babychams on a silver plate and two crystal glasses caught their eye.

"Oh, gosh, they've heard us!" Barbara immediately blushed but Tommy only interlaced their fingers, lifted her hand and kissed the back of it.

"I don't mind. There's nothing to hide. And Martin's right - it's something to celebrate." Tommy smiled at Barbara while he rang the desk bell.

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FIN