Lydia swept the red lipsticks over her pillowy pout and ran down to open the door. Deputy Parrish was standing there, looking at the floor, clearly nervous about the evening ahead. She stood aside to let him in and he smiled at her.

"You look beautiful." He paused, suddenly realising she was a minor and that this was probably inappropriate. "I mean to say, that dress is beautiful… I mean not that you're not beautiful but…"

Lydia chuckled, a light sparkling laugh that filled the air and danced through Parrish's head. He was still wearing his work uniform as he'd come over as soon as work had finished, stopping only briefly to get a takeaway. He didn't want to lose any of his precious time with Lydia.

"Come on in deputy. Thank you for coming over."

"No problem. I know how stressed you've been recently so I figured you probably could do with a take-out and some films."

It was her turn to smile at the ground now. She had been surprised when he had offered to come round and de stress her. She knew that if people knew, they would assume something was happening but she was convinced that Parrish had only come round as a friend. It seemed ridiculous that Lydia, who was so confident around men, was so enamoured with Parrish. Whenever she saw him she felt like a thirteen year old girl again. Her heart would pound and her stomachs would do backflips, so whatever the chances of gossip were, she wasn't about to pass up the opportunity for a night in alone with Parrish snuggled up on the sofa.

He unpacked the brown paper bag on the table next to the sofa.

"Right. I've got spring rolls, prawn toast, some fried seaweed, prawn crackers and some of those hoisin duck pancake things. Sound good? Then for movies, you have a choice. I've got The Notebook, Breakfast at Tiffany's or Notting Hill."

She gazed into his eyes for a second before reaching for the Notting Hill DVD.

"This one." She slotted it into the DVD player and the two of them started eating the Chinese food. They were half way through the movie when the food had nearly gone. One spring roll was left and Lydia offered to share it with Parrish.

"you want me to grab a knife so I can cut it in half?" he offered.

"No, it's ok. Take a bite." She held it gently and he ate it from her hands, his lips softly grazing the tip of her fingers. It was a strangely intimate moment and Parrish swallowed the half spring roll quickly and in a moment kissed Lydia on the lips before she could eat her own half.

He pulled away, anxious that he had overstepped the mark. Lydia appeared to think for a second or two before placing the half eaten spring roll on the plate and then kissing Parrish back. She pushed him back on the sofa and was straddling him between her thighs. His hands were on her waist, pulling her as close to him as he could. She tore herself away from his lips to kiss his neck and his ears. Gently, she bit his earlobes, tugging slightly as he sighed with pleasure. He pulled her round so that he could kiss her again and she noticed his eyes were glowing slightly. She grinded her hips into him slightly as her instincts took over and she felt his erection throbbing under his uniform. He stopped her and brushed one of her strawberry blonde curls behind her ear.

"Lydia we don't have to do everything tonight. I don't want you to feel you have to. You are under age after all"

"I want to." She said with her fingers stroking the tiny patch of skin visible between his shirt and the waistband of his trousers. "I've wanted to for a while. I can feel you want me too." She said, glancing at his crotch and smirking as it twitched.

He kissed her in reply and Lydia took that as a sign to keep going. She undid his trousers and felt him between her hands. Then she flicked the end of her tongue across his tip and watched his face as he let his head roll back in ecstasy. She teased him a few moments longer before taking his length into her mouth and sucking. His hand scraped her hair back so he could watch her then suddenly he goes

"Fuck. Lydia I'm going to come. Climb on top of me." Her dress came off in an instant and while she stood there taking off her pale blue bra and purple lace thong, Parrish stared at her in awe before pulling his trousers off and unbuttoning his shirt at the speed of lightening. She mounted him and felt him fill her and his fingers were gently playing with her nipples as she bounced up and down. Her moaning was as good to hear as her laughing, thought Parrish as he gazed at the beautiful girl he had on top of him. His fingers played with her clitoris as she continued and he could feel her tightening as she came close to her orgasm. He was so turned on he was willing himself not to come before her, not to disappoint her. He managed but as soon as he felt her come, as her thighs started to shake and she let her head rest on his chest, he came. He held her for a few minutes, softly stroking her hair and they came down from their highs. He felt like fire to her but it was a comforting heat, like an open fire on Christmas Eve, and she felt cool and calm to him. The Yin to his Yang.

Lydia caught a glance of herself in the reflection of the television.

"You've kissed all my lipstick off" she giggled.

"Problem?" he asked.

"Definitely not." She replied and kissed him again as if to make her point.