Howdy folks. I hope you are all well. I needed a little break from writing The House At Ash Rake and I found this ficlet half-finished in a folder and thought it would be a nice little interlude from Ash Rake - let's face it, 60k words into Ash Rake and hardly any meaningful Robson action is tough for everyone involved. Pfftt. Someone have a word with the writer eh!? LOL. So anyway, here's something to keep us all going before we get to the massive fluff-fest that Ash Rake will inevitably turn into. This vignette is an extra sexy bonus sequel chapter to my story Mr Potter's Cat. I guess it has spoilers so you might want to read that first before reading this. Unless of course you're just after fluffy M, in that case read away! The title comes from the Morse episode "Death is now my neighbour" - during which Lewis and Morse are discussing a man's alibi of making love to his wife early in the morning. Both detectives pour scorn on it and Lewis notes that "no one makes love before breakfast, not on a weekday". Anyway, I'll be back to Ash Rake soon enough so until next time, stay fluffy and enjoy ;) ML x
It was early Sunday morning, quite a while before breakfast, and Laura Hobson stirred from a deep refreshing sleep. She'd had a tough few days, wrangling some difficult cases along with HR issues involving senior members of staff. Along with these work issues she'd also been physically tired and a little irritable, forgetting, it seemed, the small things that had recently become very important in her life.
Time away from work had always been precious to her; in the past it was the breaks away - days spent in new places discovering fresh landscapes and trying new things that had been meaningful and a much needed distraction from work. Going home each night had sometimes just been a change of scenery from the lab, not necessarily a break from the work. She had coasted along with this realisation for years. She loved her job, it was her life's work after all, but she knew she needed time away from it sometimes and she knew the only way to do that successfully was to leave Oxford for a few days. Recently, however, she had realised that the simple act of going home involved spending time with Robbie and this alone had taken her by a wondrous surprise. In addition, the simple act of just being together, sharing a meal or just holding hands as they walked together during their lunch hour had given a new dimension to her life, one that quickly eclipsed her work life. She sensed it was the same for Robbie. And so the night before she had asked him to move in. His reaction had been a simple and instant yes and they'd gone to bed and somehow managed to discuss finances and how they would both adjust to their new life in just a few sentences before they both drifted off to sleep.
But now Laura was awake and it was a new morning, a fresh day that heralded their new life living together.
As she awoke further she opened her eyes, blinking against the summer light sneaking through the curtains; she was blissfully aware of Robbie's presence in the bed with her.
She could feel his body pushed up against hers, He was hard and as she awoke further she could feel herself getting rapidly turned on as she felt his arousal nudged up against her lower back. Robbie's arms were wrapped around her, his forearms just lightly resting under her breasts. She wriggled back slightly and his hand gently grazed her nipples as he started to awaken.
"Oh" he said softly, his voice full of sleep, soon realising he was turned on and that his erection was tucked between them "I'm sorry" he said but he couldn't help his hands wander a little more, sleepily over her breasts.
"Don't be" she said, laughing softly at his bashful response, reassuring him with a squeeze on his arm and shifting herself back a little more. She could feel him getting harder and also feel her own arousal continue to blossom within. She turned in his arms, his hands catching on her breasts and nipples again as she moved, warmly and softly in his embrace.
"I mean" he said gently as she faced him "You might not really feel like it, sorry"
"Actually, I do feel like it" She replied, smiling at him and there was an alertness in her eyes and an urgency in her voice that inflamed his stirring desire even more.
Their faces were close now and she pulled him nearer, kissing him as she did so, and he responded, his lips gentle at first against hers then, after more soft kisses, the kiss became deeper. Laura's hand went to his arousal and she stroked it lightly with her fingertips, teasing him with a quick grasp before her fingers returned to a light caress. His hands eagerly found her breasts once more, this time at her obvious invitation. They continued to kiss, both suddenly very much awake and both very much aware of the other's desire.
Laura pulled away from the kiss.
"Let's go in the shower" she said, breathlessly as her hand, still gently stroking his hardness grasped it, gently pulling it so he became even more rigid. His hands now were on her backside and thighs and he pulled her closer, feeling the softness of her body against his own.
"Ok" he said in agreement to her suggestion, his voice quiet and also a little breathless with her ministrations. Laura tossed the duvet off them both and they both got up from the bed. Robbie, still in his boxers and vest removed both and then, pulling gently at Laura's top pulled it above her head as they made their way into the small ensuite bathroom to the shower. Laura discarded her pyjama bottoms enroute and within seconds, with the water running warm and then comfortably hot, Laura pulled Robbie into the shower.
Quickly back in an embrace they kissed, the water running between their bodies, drenching warm dry skin and turning it hot and wet. As their hands roamed over bare wet skin the cascade of water added another sensation to the proceedings. The sudden feel from bone-dry to wet was wondrous and as they kissed their mouths felt silky and wet and a different temperature and texture to the hot water that pummeled down onto them from the showerhead.
Enjoying the contrast of sensations they continued to kiss. Robbie grasped Laura closer to him, pressing his hardness against her soft flesh, feeling the water running in between and over their bodies. As he did so Laura felt her body soften deliciously from the contact and also from his kiss and caresses. His lips, urgent and purposeful to start with had become tender and soft now, and she felt his fingers also full of a gentle but determined purpose start to make their way down to her sex. Robbie felt the softness of her skin under his touch; the feel of her naked and wet against him was powering his already burgeoning desire for her. Laura felt it too, her breasts were pushed up against him, and she could feel her nipples, hard and sensitive, grazing and dragging against his skin under the friction of the running water.
Still kissing her, Robbie's touch found its way even closer to her sex, softly seeking her arousal which he knew was waiting for him. She reached her hand down between their bodies and took hold of him. With her other hand she reached up to the little tray that sat below the vertical rail that supported the showerhead and found the soap that she kept there. She grabbed it and with one hand, under the running water, agitated the bar of soap to a lather. The soapy bubbles cascaded between them, adding another sensation to the touch of their bodies together. Robbie felt the soap between his and Laura's body, the feel of her grasp on him, and his hands now went to her breasts which were shining with the soap and hot water. His touch on them felt heightened and as his palms and fingers slipped over the soft roundness of her breasts and the hardness of her nipples. Their lips met again and they both murmured into their kiss, sharing the feeling of pleasure between both their bodies.
Laura's hands were soapy too and now she grabbed Robbie's backside, pulling him close so she could feel even more his desire, big and between them both, her moisture seeking his counter hardness under the hot water of the shower that poured down on them.
Robbie's fingers, wandering back down her body finally found her arousal, silky wet, and then her hands found his hardness again and she grasped it with a soapy hand, causing him to gasp into their kiss. He pulled away for a second and Laura, hands still on him, let her grip pull and slide over him. He murmured again, a soft and breathless low hum that deepened both their desires further and his hands returned back to her breasts.
Laura wondered what their next move would be, she was much shorter than Robbie and although making love lying down posed no problems, standing up might prove tricky. Robbie's hands continued their caress over her breasts which were still soapy before his hands trailed back down towards her sex. She waited for his touch to go further but instead his hands went around her hips and onto her backside which he squeezed, at the same time pulling her closer to his body. Her back was suddenly against the wall and the tiles of the shower wall were cold as, unexpectedly, Robbie, with one hand around her shoulders and the other on her backside, lifted her up, pushing her up the cold tiled wall. The hot water cascaded down and Laura gasped as she felt the temperature contrast of the cold smooth sensation of the ceramic tiles on her back and the heat from the water. Taken by surprise, her arms went around Robbie's back and as she hooked her legs around his, she was taken by surprise again as she felt his arousal nudge between her legs and then, feel its fullness glide effortlessly and deliciously up into her. She murmured at the sensation and was glad to have her feet off the ground as she felt her knees go weak at the sudden pleasure she felt.
Robbie grasped onto her, easily holding her up. She was light and the wall of the shower helped support them both. He felt his desire climb as she sighed and murmured as he moved in her; he knew the angle was giving her an extra sensation and he felt his own crescendo of pleasure start to build. They kissed again, Laura's murmurs of pleasure inflamed them both further. Meanwhile, Robbie's attentions soon extended to Laura's neck and shoulders and then to her breasts, using one hand to squeeze them in turn as he also bent his head to kiss them. Laura felt herself experiencing the combined sensation of Robbie's mouth on her wet skin and also the deep wondrous feeling of him moving in her. With one arm around her upper back and using the wall as extra support, Robbie let his hand wander from her breasts to find the outside of her sex, gently seeking her clitoris which he knew, once he found it with his fingertips, would take her beyond the pleasure she was already experiencing.
Laura felt herself rise and rise on a tide of pleasure, feeling the sensations in her body carry her quickly and deeply as if on a wave. She felt Robbie's hand move and she also knew he would add to the sensations she felt with his touch. She was full of desire for him, the evidence of which Robbie soon discovered as his fingers reached for her and slipped over the sweet bud of her clitoris; he stroked as he moved in her, deeper and longer each time, their faces cheek to cheek and then kissing, tasting each other, her hands went to his backside, squeezing and urging him on and up, pulling him closer and deeper with each grasp of her hands until finally and wondrously the wave crashed down on them, deliciously and with a deep and expanding tide of pleasure for them both, Robbie holding back for a mere moment as he watched her succumb before following her seconds later.
Not long after, wrapped in fluffy towelling bathrobes, they both returned to the bed, relaxing on top of the covers. Laura snuggled up to Robbie as his arms wrapped round her. They were both equally invigorated and relaxed as they enjoyed a closeness and the sensations that came from the aftermath of their lovemaking.
"Are we going to do this every weekend now that you've moved in?" Laura asked as she nestled herself further into Robbie's embrace
"Absolutely. Maybe not just the weekends either." Robbie replied looking down at her with a raised eyebrow
"Well it would have to be before breakfast" Laura said, teasing his bravado
"I can rise to that" he responded
Laura raised her eyebrows, tilting her head to look at him and Robbie gave her an almost smug grin, clearly pleased with himself, his expression eventually making them both chuckle. They gazed at each other for a while until Laura realised that Robbie's eyes were studying her with a tender look
"What?" She said, a curious look on her face
"I think I like this part just as much as. . .well, y'know, the rumpy pumpy"
"The rumpy pumpy?" Said Laura, dissolving into a fit of laughter. Robbie nodded back, loving every second of her amusement and laughing back
"What!?" He said after a few seconds when her laughter only got stronger.
"Nothing" she said when she had composed herself "you just make me laugh, that's all" and she reached for his face, gently touching his cheek.
"I like this time too" she said softly and in the pale early morning pre-breakfast light she tilted her head towards his and kissed him sweetly on the lips.
