My heart was exploding as we stepped up into my bedroom. The faint light from the side table lamp casted our shadows on the wall. I turned around to face him and we both shared a nervous smile. Boldly, I reached up and we began kissing him again, because frankly I didn't think I could tire from it. My hands slipped up his chest slowly and I grabbed the top button of his shirt, undoing it. I felt his hands come around to the small of my back, slipping underneath my shirt and touching bare skin. My body ignited on fire in ways I never felt before.

I broke our kiss and navigated my lips to the patch of visible chest hair where I had unbuttoned. I heard his breath catch in his throat- it was exciting for a man to give that kind of reaction when you're doing something to him. I undid the next button and repeated all the way down until he stopped me. Andy scooped me up bridal style and I squealed with delight as he sat me on top of the duvet. He crawled on top of me looking like a Harlequin book cover. I committed the image to memory just before switching the lamp off.

"I can't believe this is happening." He said just before lifting my shirt bottom and kissing my stomach lightly. The sensation caused a moan to escape me, my fingertips finding his hair once more. He traveled north and pushed my shirt up along the way to expose my bra. It was dark, so at least he couldn't see that it was a boring nude color. Andy tried reaching for the hook in the back. "It's in the front," I panted, so overcome with sexual want.

"Oh fuckity hell that's hot." He mumbled and a small giggle erupted from my throat. Andy went to quick work of undoing my bra and taking a nipple in his mouth. I gasped as he took the other one in his hand and massaged it, teasing the nipple with his thumb.

"Andy…?" My voice shook.

He stopped his playing and I could faintly see him as he looked down at me. "Kate? What's wrong?" I could hear the twinge of paranoia in his voice.

I cupped his face in my hand, and he leaned into it adorably.

"I'm going to be honest, it's been a long time since I've been with someone. And you're being so amazing that if you aren't inside of me in ten seconds I'm going to fucking explode." My stern teacher voice came out.

He blew out a loud breath at my bluntness, "As you wish, m'lady."

He sat up and pulled his shirt off while I reached for the side table drawer and grabbed a condom. Clothes flew off in a hurry onto the floor and we were suddenly naked. Even in the dark I could see that he had some goods downstairs.

"Do you have the…"

"Yeah, um, may I?"

"Oh, um, wow. Nobody's asked me that before. That would be…awesome."

I ripped the foil and pulled out the condom, reaching for him gently. He was sitting up on his knees in front of me, like he was praying to an altar. For some reason, it calmed my nerves and made what we were about to do so much more emotional.

I ran my hand over his erection slowly, causing his head to tilt back and groan. It was average in length, but wider than I expected for his build.

I rolled the condom on him and barely had it down the whole way before Andy had me on my back. He kissed me hard as he positioned himself between my willing legs. I felt him guide his tip to my entrance and push in- stars exploded behind my eyes and my back arched off the bed.

"Oh Kate you're so tight, fuck." Andy grunted.

I could feel a sensation building deep inside, and I knew I was going to last.

"Andy I'm not going to make it much longer." I mewled, wrapping my legs around his waist, wanting to feel every inch of him.

"Just come for me, baby." He urged, continuing with his sharp thrusts. It was like he could find that one spot that scratched my itch, and I suddenly fell in waves, tightening around him.

He nibbled at my neck as I caught my breath, feeling embarrassed that it didn't take long.

"Andy I'm so sorry- "

I could feel his smirk in my neck, "That's the best compliment I've ever gotten."

I pulled his face away so that I could give him a kiss that represented how I felt. He was still inside me and I owed it to him to let him finish.

I flipped us around so that I was on top now, and I could see the puzzled yet excited look on his face.

"Wha… Kate, what are you doing?"

"Making you feel good." I began to grind his length while moving up and down.

"Oh-oh my God, yes." His hands grasped my waist and guided my movements, allowing me to be completely filled with him.

He licked his thumb and pressed it against my sensitive nub, sending jolts of lightning in my lower belly and felt that growing sensation once more.

We lay peacefully beside one another, legs tangled together, looking at each other in the dark.

"You're so beautiful." Andy murmured, satiated. He tucked some lose strands of hair behind my ear. I grabbed that hand and placed a gentle kiss on his palm, hardly believing how sweet this man was.

"Are you hungry?" I asked, interlocking our fingers.

He smirked, "Yeah I could use a little grub."

"Grilled cheese?"

"Sounds perfect. Can I use your commode?"

"Absolutely,"

He kissed my hand before climbing out of the bed, going into the en suite bathroom. I got out of bed as well, going to my dresser and pulling on a pair of black boy shorts. His button up shirt was discarded on the floor, so I picked it up and sneakily slipped it on, heading downstairs to the kitchen to fix our sandwiches.

I was browning the first sides when I heard him come downstairs and into the kitchen.

"Hey have you seen my- " I turned to look at him and saw the look on his face as he observed me in his shirt. He was just in his pants, and clutched his chest like the sight of me was giving him a heart attack, a wide grin splayed on his face.

I blushed and turned back to the sandwiches, flipping them over so that they wouldn't burn.

"There's bottled water in the fridge if you're thirsty." I offered. "Oh yeah that'll be great, thank you." He grabbed a bottle and sat down on a stool at the kitchen island, watching me.

"So what time is your panel in the morning?" I asked, grabbing some plates from the cabinet. "Ten. Hey, you should come and watch! You could meet the whole gang! Do you have plans?"

Sliding his sandwich over to him, I thought about what I had to do. A bowl full of nothing, really.

I smiled, leaning on the island with my elbows across from him and bit into my sandwich, shaking my head.

He thanked me before biting into his grilled cheese, groaning in appreciation.

"This is so good, you're spoiling me." It was my turn to give him a playful wink, and tucked into our midnight snack and comfortable conversation.

"So, after the panel is Dwight's wedding. And um, I know we just met and everything, but I really like you…"

"Andy Bernard, are you asking me to be your date?" I asked cutely, making color rise in his cheeks slightly.

His phone suddenly rang from his pants pocket, and he sat down his sandwich to see who was calling him so late.

"It's Darrell- wonder what he wants." He sat the phone on the counter and hit speaker phone, "What's up Darrell?"

"Hey Andy! Did you call that hot girl from the bar yet?"

"Oh geez, um…" The color on his cheeks grew brighter and I laughed, going to the fridge to get a bottle of water for myself.

"Who was that? Was that her? You sly dog! Look, I'm up at the hotel bar getting my drink on and wondered if you were in your room and wanted to join me."

"Well, I'm actually at Kate's house right now."

"Oh I see, we having a slumber party instead! No worries playa, I'll see you bright and early!" The call ended and his iPhone clicked to black.

"Well playa, are we having a slumber party?" I kidded, popping the last of my sandwich in my mouth before turning to dishwasher to my left and setting in on a rack.

He didn't say anything for a moment, so I turned back to him quickly. I was surprised at how intensely he was looking at me already, it was almost startling.

"I, uh…don't want to impose."

I let out a quick laugh, "Andy, we just had sex not six hours after meeting. Nothing about us has begun traditionally. You can stay, it's late anyway."

"And my things are still in my car…" He added to persuade the argument. He got up off the stool and stuck his plate in the dishwasher beside mine. Shutting the door, he turned and engulfed me in a sweet, tender embrace. Leaning back, he placed a kiss on the tip of my nose, making the color in my cheeks rise.

"I'm going to get my things, I'll be right back." He grabbed his car keys off the coffee table on his way out the front door.

I squealed to myself in excitement and made quick time in cleaning off the pan I had used before, then switching on the oven hood light and turning off the overhead kitchen lights.

Andy came back inside and politely locked the door behind him. I met him at the foot of the stairs, "Need some help?" I offered, grabbing his suit bag. Turning off the downstairs lights, we trampled up to the second floor landing.

"Would you feel more comfortable if I slept in your guest room?" He asked, pausing at the doorway.

"Whatever you feel is best, Andy. I don't want to pressure you into anything you don't want." I replied, switching on the light to the room.

He peered in and chuckled to himself, "Last time I saw this room it was completely covered in candles and scented waxes. Michael's girlfriend at the time was trying to start a new business."

"That explains the 'Serenity by Jan' labels I found tucked in the top closet shelf." I giggled, finally solving that mystery. Andy nodded, "That was it. God, she was really looney tunes."

The room was now a tasteful color of beige, with a queen sized bed positioned at the corner by the window.

Andy looked back at me, silently asking me to decide on sleeping arrangements.

I bit my bottom lip before confessing, "I really don't want to be alone tonight."

A smile spread over his handsome face, "Neither do I." He put his suitcases on the bed in the guestroom and I excused myself across the hall to change out of Andy's button down and into one of my normal sleeping tank tops.

Andy returned to the bedroom with his phone and charger in hand, now donning a Cornell t-shirt and sleeping pants. I watched him as he plugged in his phone and set an alarm before getting under the covers. My heart began to beat a little faster as he turned to face me.

"I have a confession," I whispered.

"What's that?" He whispered back.

"I'm a little nervous."

"There's no reason you should be." He caressed his thumb against my cheek, both soothing me as well as creating butterflies in my stomach. "I'm just regular ol' Andy."

"I'm just scared by how much and how fast I'm attracted to you." I bit my bottom lip, scarcely believing at how bold I was being.

He leaned toward me and kissed me deeply, his fingers entangling in my hair.

Andy pulled back, nuzzling his nose against mine sweetly, "Thank you for saying that. I've had such a shitty couple of years- you're a breath of fresh air. I feel so…myself…being around you."

I kissed him back, my heart soaring at his words.

We climbed out of Andy's rental car the next morning at the theatre, the sunshine was blasting on full in the cloudless sky. He was wearing sunglasses, but behind them I knew his eyes were full of apprehension and nerves. I smoothed down my grey floral sleeveless blouse over the waist of my jeans, pulling the sleeves of my navy cardigan to a comfortable level.

I met him at the trunk as he took a deep breath, looking up at the building apprehensively.

"Ready Nard Dog?" I teased, grabbing his hand and giving it a comforting squeeze. I had given him the ringer when I saw his butt tattoo earlier that morning.

He didn't reply, but simply squeezed my hand back and didn't let go- he laced his fingers with mine as we walked across the parking lot and inside.

In the theatre, we found Tall and Shaggy standing next to a pretty lady talking to Dwight.

"Morning, Andy!" The pretty lady greeted with a friendly wave.

"Hey, Pam how's it going?" We walked up to them.

"Good, just ready to get this over with. Who's your friend?" She looked at me and smiled warmly.

"I'm Kate, nice to meet you." I stuck out my hand and shook hers. I was introduced to her husband Jim, aka Tall and Shaggy, and officially introduced to Dwight.

I took Andy's sunglasses and stuck them in my purse. Rubbing his arm soothingly, I told him I was going to find a seat in the auditorium. I could see a bit of apprehension on his face, so I leaned up and gave him a short but sweet kiss. "You'll be fine, and then you can put this all behind you." I whispered to him.

He nodded and took a breath through his nose, "Thank you for being here with me." He whispered back.

I smiled encouragingly and went to find a seat somewhere in the middle left side. It concerned me how much this was bothering him, which made curious as to what happened during those years he was filmed, along with the singing show.

I didn't want to push the issue until he was ready. I glanced at my phone and saw that the panel was due to begin in twenty or so minutes, so I decided to play on Facebook. A few more of his old co-workers were on the stage by now, and Andy seemed a bit more relaxed. This made me relax a bit more as well.