Zealous: a story about one or both characters getting carried away by their enthusiasm...
Zealous
Dr. Edith Crawley placed the last of her Dr. Who box sets into a carton and slowly scanned the office. Her eye fell on her officemate as he glared at the wall where her credentials had hung.
"Anthony, do stop pouting. I'll only be six doors down."
"I'm not pouting," he replied, pouting harder.
"I should think you'd be glad to get an office to yourself," she said with a slight quiver in her voice.
"You don't sound very glad yourself. And why should you move? We're getting on fine."
"I'll miss you too, Anthony, but I'm only six doors down."
Anthony suddenly stalked over and stood between her and the door. He reached out and took the box from her hands.
"What if six doors is too far?" he demanded.
"Too far for what?"
Anthony dropped the box and took Edith's shoulders in his hands. Her eyes widened as he pulled her to him. She opened her mouth to say something and was silenced by his lips on hers.
The kiss only lasted a moment. Anthony pulled back warily and gazed at her surprised expression.
"I've only been wanting to do that for months," he whispered. "I'm sorry if it ruins things, and it probably will, but—"
Edith placed her finger over his mouth "I've only been wanting you to do that for months. Now shut up and do it again."
Anthony obliged with gusto, kicking the door shut with his heel, and walking them back into the office as they kissed passionately. He lifted her onto their desks and began kissing her neck as she ran her hands through his hair.
Neither heard the knock on the door or noticed when Reggie Sparks peeked in and rolled his eyes.
"Making up for lost time," Sparks muttered as he gently closed the door and left them to it.
A/N- All alphabets must come to an end :( Thanks everyone! And thanks especially to kissman91 on tumblr for the wonderful prompts.