So, this is the last chapter and the beginning is rather M rated...

Ruth was drifting somewhere beautiful between sleeping and wakefulness, when she rolled over and bumped into Harry, bringing him awake with a small groan. "Sorry," she said, rubbing her face. "I'm not used to sharing a bed."

"That's okay," he said, gathering her close to him, his arm around her waist. He kissed her softly. "Morning."

"Mm," she said under her breath. "Good morning." They hadn't had sex the previous night, both feeling too tired to do more than kiss before sleep took them, so Ruth still wore her pyjamas which Harry's hands were currently roaming underneath. She gasped as his fingers caressed the side of her breast teasingly lightly. She reached for him, but as soon as her fingers wrapped around his length, he broke off the kiss.

"No," he said, gently taking hold of her wrist and pulling her away from him. "This morning, I want it to be slow," he murmured. "I've not made love to you yet."

She frowned at him. "But…"

"We've fucked," he said, a ghost of a smile on his lips. "Very memorably, but not made love. This morning I'm going to take advantage of the chance to enjoy your body."

She smiled. "That sounds like I should probably have breakfast first," she teased. "Keep my energy levels up." They both laughed happily. Harry moved away from her, reaching for his phone on the bedside table. She watched as he checked for any messages, then removed both the battery and the SIM card. She looked at him curiously.

"It's about time we weren't interrupted by the grid," he said. She smiled slightly, but was still concerned.

"What if they look and find your phone stripped? Won't they call in back up?"

"I doubt it," he said. "I made it quite clear that I wanted today off. And I was only to be disturbed if London was going to blow up."

"Okay," she said, not really wanting to argue. He pulled her close and kissed her thoroughly, his hands sliding under her top and caressing her body. By the time they parted, she wasn't wearing anything at all.

"I love your hands," she breathed, before pressing her lips back to his. He moved said hands down to her bum, squeezing delightfully. He pushed her onto her back, looming over her as he started kissing his way down her body. She entwined her fingers in his hair as he kissed her collarbone, slowly working down. She moaned loudly as he sucked her nipple and he looked up at her.

"Oh, make that noise again," he murmured. "That was beautiful."

"Just don't stop," she said, smiling at him, sighing as he returned to her skin. She closed her eyes in complete bliss as his tongue and lips worshipped her breasts. She stopped thinking completely as heat surged through her body. She wanted him, badly, but she knew he wasn't going to stop this slow tease until he was completely satisfied.

"Oh…" she moaned as he moved his fingers between her thighs, stroking her arousal deliciously. Then his fingers were gone, teasing her thighs feather lightly. "No, don't stop…" she said, reaching for his wrist and moving his hand back between her legs. "Please Harry…"

"Oh, you like that do you?" he whispered in her ear, fingertips teasing her as he licked her neck gently.

"Please," she begged. "I need… I want…"

"What?" he breathed heavily. "You want what?"

"You," she moaned. "I want you." He pushed two fingers inside her, stroking her slowly as she cried out. "Harry… Oh!" He smiled as she climaxed, her body writhing with pleasure as she kept gasping for breath. When she lay back, recovering, he kissed her slowly, their bodies pressing together everywhere.

"My turn," she said lazily. He smiled as she pushed him until he laid flat on his back, and then she straddled him. He stroked her hair, his hand following her body until he cupped her breast gently.

"Ruth…"

"Sh," she said, putting her fingers to his lips and smiling at him. "I'm going to enjoy this." He licked her fingers and she shivered with want. She kissed him, knowing this was going to be more than an enjoyable morning.

As it turned out, it was well passed midday by the time they got downstairs and had a cup of tea. It'd been a long, pleasurable, memorable morning spent in each others arms. For once they didn't have anything likely to distract them. The grid seemed far away and both of their phones had been ignored, leaving them feeling wonderfully free for a brief moment in time.

"What's this?" Ruth turned, having been looking out of Harry's kitchen window, thinking about their morning and saw him picking up an envelope. She'd left it on the kitchen table the night before, but he'd clearly been too distracted to see it.

"Open it," she said. He looked at her again, frowning, but did as she asked. When he'd gone through the contents, his face went to that impassive look she was beginning to find annoying. It was a look that hid what he really thought. "Harry?"

"What is this?" he asked quietly.

"I thought we both deserved some time," she said quietly. "Time to just... be, without MI5 interfering." Harry held two round the world tickets and his gaze kept flicking between them and her face. "I've always wanted to travel, and I don't want to do it alone. I want to do it with you."

"Ruth, this is too much…"

"No, it's not," she said. "With the sale of my mothers house, and the money she left me, I'm… Well, I'm never going to spend it all. This is what I want. If… I mean… you don't..."

"No, I do," he interrupted her, seeing the doubt on her face. "I'd love to go… travelling with you. Of course I would."

"Good," she said. "I was getting worried there. They're for six months time, so we can… tie things up. I know it's going to be very difficult with work, but…"

"We'll manage," he said firmly. He put the tickets back in the envelope and wrapped his arms around her waist. "For once, the grid… MI5 needs to come second. This is… a wonderful surprise, Ruth."

She smiled and kissed him deeply. "It's a present for both of us," she said. "And I'm giving in. We'll go to Paris first."

"Oh, Ruth," he said, a twinkle in his eye. "You're only giving in because it's geographically closer than New York."

"Well, partly," she admitted. "But I'm willing to concede it's a very beautiful city."

"I won't notice the city at all if I'll have the most beautiful woman in the world on my arm when we're there." She rolled her eyes at the line. "Hey, I meant it."

"It's a good job I find you so irresistible," she said. He smiled and kissed her again.

The End. Hope you can leave one last review, thanks for reading.