Hardly teenagers?

-x- Chapter Two -x-

"Charlie..." Duffy said.

"Mmm?" Charlie replied, as he kissed her neck.

"I think I heard the door go." Duffy spoke again.

"What?" Charlie muttered.

"The door." Duffy answered.

"Bloody hell!" Charlie exclaimed.

Footsteps slowly came down the stairs, as both Charlie and Duffy hurriedly tried to put on their tops, and re-do their trousers.

"You're kidding me?" Charlie said, as he struggled with his zip.

The footsteps reached the bottom of the stairs, and slowly walked passed the door to the living room and along the hallway towards the kitchen.

Charlie just about threw his shirt on, and hurriedly grabbed the sofa blanket from behind him, to drape over both him and Duffy, as she sat down next to him.

"Remote!" Duffy said, as she turned to looked up at Charlie.

"What?" Charlie replied.

"Volume, remote!" Duffy replied.

"Shit!" Charlie exclaimed.

"Wait a sec..." Duffy said, as she reached for it on the coffee table in front of them.

She proceeded to turn up the volume, luckily the film was coming up to a tense scene, so the music was slowly building up.

Charlie simply looked at her and shook his head.

"Come here." Duffy said, as she then started rubbing her lipstick from his lips.

"Better?" Charlie replied, smirking at her.

"You'll do." Duffy answered, giggling at him.

"Good." Charlie smirked back at her.

Charlie then brushed her hair behind her ear once again, and said.

"You Mrs Fairhead are one..."

"Duffy, where did you put the tin of milk for Charlotte?" Robyn asked, as she yawned sleepily.

Robyn interrupted their 'moment' and walked into the sitting room.

"Oh, erm, in the second cupboard next to the fridge sweetheart. Everything ok?" Duffy replied.

"Yeah, oh, and never thought of there. Just can't express any milk for some reason, so thought I'd use the tinned milk for now." Robyn answered.

"Oh, I see. Don't worry, that happens sometimes. And, there are some fresh cartons in the fridge, I got them from PICU, just in case." Duffy replied.

"Thanks Duffy. How's the film?" Robyn asked, stifling another yawn.

"Good, really good." Duffy replied, smiling back at her.

"We were getting to the tense bit..." Charlie interjected.

"Oh, sorry." Robyn sleepily said, as she yawned once again.

"It's ok." Duffy said, as she playfully tapped Charlie on the chest.

"You weren't to know." Charlie wistfully replied.

"Well, I'll leave you two it then." Robyn said, as she left the room.

"Thanks." Charlie replied.

"Ow." Charlie added, as Duffy tapped him on the chest once again.

"What?" Charlie asked, as he looked at Duffy.

"Night Robyn." Duffy said.

"Oh, sorry. Night Robyn." Charlie smiled back at her.

"Night." Robyn said, as she left the room and closed the door.

"Charlie." Duffy said as she hit him on the chest once again.

"Ow, give over." Charlie said, as he then began tickling her back.

"Charlie." Duffy blushed.

"What?" Charlie replied, as he began lifting her blouse up at the bottom, his fingers going higher, as he pulled her towards him.

"You're a..." Duffy said, as he leaned over and kissed her.

As he withdrew he smirked back at her.

"So are you, just as bad it seems." Charlie said, as he moved his fingers higher on her back, and noticed something, was missing.

"Haha, I guess so." Duffy replied, biting her lip at him.

Charlie's face fell.

"Duffy where's your bra?" He asked, looking concerned.

"What?" Duffy replied, looking shocked.

"Your bra, you're not wearing your bra!" Charlie exclaimed.

"You're kidding me?" Duffy's face dropped.

"Where the hell is it?" She added, as she got up and scoured the room looking for it.

"Haha." Charlie laughed.

"It's not funny Charlie." Duffy looked scornful.

He laughed once again.

"Don't." Duffy said, as she pointed at him.

"Haha." He chuckled.

"It's not funny." Duffy looked at him, as she put her hands on her hips.

"It is from where I'm sitting." Charlie replied, still with a smirk on his face.

"What if Robyn noticed." She said.

"I doubt it Duffy." Charlie answered.

"Well where is it then?" Duffy said, giving up.

"You were sitting on it." He said, as he lifted her white laced bra up from under the blanket.

"Charlie. You can be such a..." Duffy said, hands on her hips, shaking her head at him.

"Yes, dear?" Charlie interrupted, smiling at her.

"Bloody..." She said, as she walked back over to the sofa, and sat down next to him.

"...boy sometimes." She added, as she took the bra from him, and smiled at him.

"Oh, is that all?" He said, eyebrows raised, as he put his arm around her shoulders.

"Come here..." Duffy said, as she leaned in and kissed him.

She stroked his cheek, as she then withdrew and just looked into his eyes. She understood more so now how much they reflected his feelings for her, as well as hers would reflect her own. And those words circled around in her mind once again. Deep down they were teenagers at heart. Young lovers. He made her feel young and alive. They completed each other. They may be in their twilight years now, but she felt like the years had slipped away every time they were together.

"I do love you Charlie boy." She said, as she stroked his cheek and smiled at him.

Charlie looked into her eyes, smiling happily back at her, as he reached up and brushed her hair behind her ears.

"I love you too, kid."

He then reached down and kissed her. A lingering kiss that they both melted into.

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