Author's note: On the next morning, breakfast time. It rains.
.
This was something neither of them would ever forget. They made love to each other half of the night and woke up late the next morning.
A heavy rain pattered outside.
"Now, this is nasty." Thomas stood at the window and looked into the cloudy sky.
"Hm?" Barbara wriggled herself out of the duvet and squinted. She felt horribly smashed and unbelievably relaxed and sleepily turned to Thomas.
Gosh, I love that ass! Thomas still was naked.
"It's raining cats and dogs. No need to hurry, no need to get up." He jumped back into the bed. "Cornwall is presenting itself from its iffy side today." He crawled close to Barbara. " 'morning, Havers!"
"...'morn', Sir!"
Thomas cupped her chin and kissed her gently.
"We could stay in bed and fool around until late afternoon." he suggested and dived under the duvet kissing her breasts. "I could try to catch that lizard again..."
Barbara chuckled. Last night Thomas had learned that Barbara was tattooed on her right hip. He actually didn't recognize it earlier because that lizard was not much larger than a thumbnail, less than four fifth of an inch. It was of a dark turquoise green and had a red eye and Thomas discovered it under the strings of her new little red nothing.
I can't believe that he didn't spot it earlier. And he hadn't yet...
"Thomas!" she scolded. He did something unmannerly nice under the duvet but she had to get up so she freed herself and rushed into the bathroom.
Thomas just got into a shirt, his sweat pants and some thick woollen socks and went down to make some toasts and cereals. They would have breakfast first and during that he thought to plan what to do today. The weather forecast on the telly told him that the heavy rain won't stop today so a trip to scenic views or other points of interest would be pointless.
Barbara soon followed in that fluffy bath robe and nothing underneath it. Seeing it raining heavily outside she had the vague idea to take another hot bath with Thomas so there was no need to dress properly.
As soon as she entered the kitchenette Thomas engulfed her in a hug.
"I suppose you're naked underneath?" he puffed onto her cleavage and whirled her around.
"Sure. I'd like to take another bath before we leave." Then she yelled, being lifted onto the worktop.
"And I'd like to take another advantage before we leave." Thomas opened her bath robe and accidentally pushed down the open milkbottle. He cursed.
While he wiped away the mess Barbara shook her head in amused disbelief, hopped off the worktop again and re-closed the robe. She put two slices of bread into the toaster on the dinner table when Thomas was behind her and pushed her onto the edge of the table. His hands laid on her waist.
"Now for that advantage..." he said and Barbara managed to twist herself to face him. She tried to look stern but failed. He tickled her waist.
"Could we please have breakfast before you get us involved in activities again?!" she asked chuckling.
"No." was his simple answer and he lifted her onto the table, opened the robe again and pushed her in a lying position. He adored what he had revealed. He tried to pull her hips closer to him but she put her feet onto his chest and pushed him away.
"Stop it, Thomas!" she laughed.
Thomas took her left foot and kissed it, keeping eye contact with her. "You're not going to escape me, woman." he giggled and tickled the sole of her foot. He held it tight and Barbara lost her self-control. She cried out in laughter and cringed on the table in the futile attempt to get her foot free.
Suddenly Thomas stopped and Barbara looked up. He was examining her foot in amazement.
"Oh, err, well, yes..." she stammered.
Thomas had just found another tattoo.
Six millimetres long, bright red and almost lifelike it scuttled on the inner side of her leg, about an inch above the ankle.
"A ladybird!" he bursted out and kissed it. "I should examine your body again. Is there anything else I should discover before you accuse me of being inattentive?"
Still amazed he plonked himself down on the chair and grinned.
"Havers, you're amazing."
"Thank you, Sir." Barbara sat up and closed the bath robe again. She blushed at the sight of the bulge under his sweat pants.
"Come here." he croaked.
Barbara slid off the table and made a step towards Thomas. She bid her lower lip while he took her hand.
He played with the belt of the robe and pleadingly looked up to her.
"Sit down." he ordered huskily.
Barbara obeyed and sat on his lap, straddling him, supporting herself with her feet on the crossbars of the chair. She could feel the bulge between her thighs, pressing against her. His hands rested on her waist.
"I would love to have you here forever and a day. Please never leave." He was hardly audible.
They intensely stared into each others eyes for a while until Thomas started to shift under her hips.
"Please kiss me, Barbara." he croaked.
She bent down slowly to meet his lips. An inch away she hesitated and he closed the distance. They melted into each other in an untold tender kiss.
Thomas enforced the grip around her waist and their kiss deepened. Her tongue started to explore his mouth and he entangled it with his.
The movement of his groin ramped up. Barbara could feel the bulge growing. Only the cloth of his sweat pants kept her away from what her abdomen was already desiring again.
I want you right now. she thought lustful.
We need to remove that cloth immediately. he thought yearning.
Without the exchange of a word she lifted herself just as much as to let him quickly slip down his pants, then she lowered herself again.
His arousal now touched her wet centre.
"Oh, Thomas!" she whispered aquiver.
Slow and with relish he immediately slid his full length into her, letting them both adjust their positions gradually and tender.
Barbara set up a slow pace moving her hip involuntarily.
"I want this to last for all eternity." Thomas breathed onto her neck. Barbara kissed his ear and closed her eyes.
"M-hmmm..."
He kissed her throat. With a heart-bursting bliss his lips brushed the green jewel she was wearing.
She means the world to me.
Closing his eyes he leisurely kissed her breasts. His hands meandered under her bath-robe and stroked her back and caressed the naked skin on the sides of her chest.
There was no hurry in their moves, nothing fast was done. No rapid pushing, no hasty pulling was disturbing their focus of calm harmony.
Thomas sonorously murmured a chuffed sound of delight onto her bosom.
It thrilled Barbara and she aspirates an "Oh!"
She sat upright and had her arms loosely laid onto his shoulders, one hand hanging down and the other hand softly playing with the hair in the back of his head. She could feel his arousal still harden inside of her most secret parts. She ground into his lap at a barely measurable faster pace. She gained delightful friction.
Thomas could feel the involuntary convulsions around his arousal and grabbed her bum cheeks. He let his head fall back into her caressing hand and droned a contented "Hmmmm!"
They kissed again, being linked like that. Their lips were just touching with the faintest pressure now and then and they inhaled each others breathing air. The slowly built up excitement culminates into a single thrust and cringe when both silently came off in unity, exhaling into the other ones open mouth.
Some time later when they stood in the huge shower cubicle she started to giggle.
"What?" Thomas asked.
"We haven't just... knobbed on the kitchen chair, have we."
"Yes, we have!" he grinned and gave her a gentle smack on her bum. "Now, what about breakfast, my sweet ladybird?"
.
Author's notes: If you've read these 4 chapters here you could continue with chapter 2 of the following episode named Trip To Howenstow (chapter 1 is the pooled T-rated version of Lizard/Ladybird).
