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chapter 11
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After crumbles and chocolate tenderly were removed they looked into each other's eyes and moved closer for a sensual kiss that told him he was right to have stayed. It also answered her anxious question if he might see this only as a short adventure. She sighed onto his lips when they broke apart and only reluctantly opened her eyes again. If this was a dream she would not want to wake up. But it felt all but like a dream. This was very real.
"No. Well, yes, strangely wonderful and ridiculously marvellous. But above all..." he went on with a thinking expression. "this night... it was extraordinarily intense-"
A bit of the previous evening's cheekiness returned into Barbara's mind. "...and you had not wanted it to be that way?"
"Don't twist my words, Barbara. Of course I had wanted it to be extraordinarily intense but I had not wanted it to be partly blurred."
"It wasn't. At least not for me. Just slightly clouded in pink." She earned a small kiss for that.
"Probably not all those cookies were stuffed with it. And definitely they hadn't had the same level each."
Barbara swallowed and shyly looked away when her voice turned into a whisper. "Sir, I have to apologize. Usually I'm not appeasing my hunger for cookies while I'm... well... you know..."
Tommy gave her another small kiss that made her blush a bit deeper. "Then please accept my apologies, Sergeant, for getting distracted by my cold feet. Usually I even won't care about a snow storm raging while I'm... well... you know... sharing such a moment of pleasure."
She gave him a cautious smile before they shared another tender kiss. Some of the carefree mood of the previous night had survived and it still felt natural in his arms. The entire situation did not feel overly strange to her. In fact it was like being home with him.
After a while Tommy yawned. He still was exhausted but he loved that every part of his body was sore because he knew what had been the origin. Despite his tiredness he would not want to go back to sleep now.
"I'm quite knackered too." Barbara mirrored his yawn and a brilliant idea came to his mind. The first hints of it already pressed against the stomach of the woman in his arms.
"Let's stay in bed today." he whispered into Barbara's ears and then he chuckled. "But remind me tomorrow that I'll kick my brother in his stupid ass. This will have consequences, that's for sure."
"Although it ended like this?" Her hand gently stroked his chest and tickled his chin. Tommy's expression although turned serious.
"Tommy, it was just dope!" Barbara tried to assuage his sorrow. He raised his eyebrows. "Yes, I know, it's illegal. Don't look at me that way!"
"Just dope?! Barbara, he's a clean addict, he should stay away from every drug, as innocuous as it might be. He should not even smell dope to be reminded of nice experiences, let alone eat cookies."
"I wouldn't be so sure about them being his idea, Tommy." She propped herself up on one elbow and looked him straight in the eyes. "Peter never would have done that to you. If he had known of the dope he probably would have tried to pilot us away from those sweets. Has it not come to your mind that his buffet also was run by his guests, Mr Smart Detective? All those different foods on mismatching plates..." Tommy interposed that Peter obviously surrounded himself with the wrong friends then. "Yes, obviously. And that's exactly what you should tell him when you ask him where that stuff is from. You can investigate in that matter but you should not arrest him and I think you should not turn it into an official affair at all. Peter needs his big brother, not a brother who's a policem-mmmh..."
His lips on hers silenced Barbara. There were more important things to do than discussing his brother's stupid college lot. One thing was right: now was not the time for being a policeman. Tommy's tongue slid into her mouth and was welcomed by hers. After a while they broke apart.
"I love you, Barbara." He gave her another seriously happy little kiss.
Her heart jumped in joy. A lovestruck grin plastered her face. "You do?"
"Most definitely yes." His dark eyes shone lovingly and soft and if there ever was a trace of anxiety left in her it was washed away by the smitten expression on his face and his softly smiling lips. Barbara surrendered completely. Resistance was futile anyway.
"I love you too." She closed the distance and this time their kiss was more than sensual. It was the promise of a lifetime, the promise of deep love and the will to work out every bloody issue there might be with their different worlds or at work.
"Now that we are sober," Tommy whispered onto her cheek while she kissed his stubbly throat. "and since we're already conveniently lying in your bed..."
He stopped talking while he nibbled at her earlobe. Their bodies were pressed flush and she could feel what he was about to suggest. She got excited and was totally unashamed that she wanted him. "...hm?"
Bringing some distance between their faces so he could watch her reaction and so he could show her the seriousness of his words Tommy sincerely looked into her eyes for a few seconds. "Let me make love to you, Barbara. Decently, undisturbed, not distracted. With all my attention focussed on you. Slowly, gently, and most definitely without any fit of silly giggles."
"I most definitely would like that, Tommy."
For the rest of the day there were no more silly chuckles, no serious distractions and no interruptions.
Most definitely not.
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A/N: Well, wasn't this a little folly? ;-) And as for the Midsomer Murders episode: it was Faithful Unto Death (1998) that made me think of how our famous couple would act if they accidentally ate space cookies. But although DCI Tom Barnaby loves his Mrs B I don't think he had such a night after he (also accidentally) had eaten some of those Bunny Cakes.
Oh, hahaha - Bunny Cakes... hilarious in many ways ^_^ I hereby dedicate this story to those who know why!
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Tess