Ten minutes later…

Steam wasn't the only thing coming out of the master bedroom's bath. With it came sounds of mutual pleasure and gratification. The sighs and moans were accented by the running of hot water through the even hotter shower.

As if Miley and Theo were conjoined…they spent this time necking under the showers, while slowly washing each other while not once breaking mouth contact. Mixed with soap and water, the couple embraced each other and ever explored each other more and more.

But at a point Miley broke off and stepped back away from Theo. When Theo saw Miley with her back to the shower booth's wall he gave Miley a look and Miley nodded in response. Theo then slowly positioned himself in between Miley's legs and wrapped his arms around Miley's back and lifted her in support. But as soon as Miley was lowered just right, Theo thrust slowly, but passionately. Deeper and deeper he went with each thrust. And with each thrust Miley passionately cried out. And Theo kept on growling and moaning lowly into Miley's neck and shoulder. It was miracle Theo's grip didn't slip at any time.

Later in the Master Bed…

At last they found themselves in bed. Only partially dried and even less coherent, Miley and Theo continued to make love. This wasn't sex…this was truly love making.

Theo was positioned on top of Miley, in between her legs, continuously pumping further and further into Miley's most feminine area. Theo let out a much louder growl the further 'up' and 'deeper' he went. Miley responded to each trust with an even louder and more passionate moan, consisting of both Theo's name mixed in with harmonious moans, groans, and sighs. Miley felt her body enveloped more and more in the blinding white heat of ecstasy and bliss as Theo continuously thrust into her, each thrust being faster and harder than the one before. And with each thrust, Miley only moans louder and louder until that last and hardest thrust sent Miley over the edge, and with her loudest scream in ecstasy yet, Miley's body shook as her voice vibrated with her first orgasm.

Now by this time Theo was already 'very high up' but soon found himself as the submissive one as they switched places. All it took was a look at Theo's eyes for Miley to want to give more and more of herself to him. And to only him.

This time Miley had assumed the 'missionary position' giving Theo a full view of her body. As Theo repositioned his head to allow him to see more of Miley's body, his eyes widened in both love and desire (not merely, and potentially destructive lust) at what he saw- Miley completely nude. Her B cup breasts bounced so beautifully and were absolutely perfect for her body frame. Theo's eyes trailed down to her soft stomach and then to her supple and very feminine waist. And finally down to her navel. Say what you want about tended or untended gardens…Theo found Miley's to be perfect. Untouched, her navel hair to Theo resembled that of an American Goddess. But the last and greatest thing he saw was her eyes. He got a full view of her Tennessee crystal blue eyes, so soft and feminine yet strong and now filled with hunger and desire.

It was Theo's turn as Miley kept on thrusting ever more forward at an ever increasing. And in the meantime, Theo gently caressed Miley's breasts and even more gently caressed her nipple sending Miley further and further into the depths of bliss while his love muscle pushed Miley closer and closer to her second orgasm, while pushing Theo to his first.

That night both communicated with actions, not words, For Miley and Theo simply made love differently when each was dominant, simply because each were sending a different message to the other while doing so.

The way Theo made love was through a constant crescendo of force and speed, almost mercilessly thrusting his hardness deeper and harder into Miley's softness over and over again. With each thrust, Theo wanted to break each and every fear, doubt, and piece of self-hate Miley had for herself by showing her how much she deserved to be loved, how much he loved her, and how much he wanted to be with her, to be hers, and how dear and great really she was, especially to him. And he did, all by sending waves of pleasure so powerful, it gave Miley no choice but surrender all her senses in an ever enveloping white haze of pleasure, while clawing deeper and deeper marks on his back, each time leaving Miley more and more whole.

On the other hand Miley made love in the missionary position, showing him her most intimate and feminine features of her body. Opening herself in a way that allowed him to see her without any hindrance from clothing, was Miley's way of showing Theo that she was his- that her whole body, soul, and being were now his, and that he belonged to her. That he had more than earned his way to her heart, and could thus always come to her for much needed healing and to find comfort for his tormented soul. This was her way of telling Theo that she'll be a home to his homeless heart and that she would always be there to satisfy all of his manly needs, urges, and desires.

After looking into each other's eyes and seeing the burning passion the other had, both knew it wouldn't be long before both would go over their peaks at the end of their mutual crescendo.

And sure enough, by the time Theo was moaning and growling the loudest and by the time Miley was furiously bouncing and thrusting her fastest and hardest- both climaxed together in almost perfect synchrony, each crying out the other's name one last time as both their bodies' spasm with orgasm for a whole two minutes as they emptied themselves into each other.

After giving each other one last look: Miley's body, Theo's head, and Theo's love muscle all when limp, both in sheer exhaustion and delightful relief.

Because you see the night they had was Miley's wish…

She wished that Theo would love her as much as she loved him.

And that wish came true.

Miley had collapsed onto Theo's chest, where soon the only noise she heard was the beating of Theo's heart.

She had given him her heart. Now she knew that those beats she felt, as well every beat coming out of Theo's chest fromnow on, came from a heart that now belonged to her.

And those beats were the last thing she heard before the over powering drowsiness of her satisfied body's exhaustion got to her.

A/N: So how'd I do? The humanization of Theo, the romance of Miley and Theo overheating and bursting into flames, could you see that crescendo in my portrayal throughout the whole story? Did I hint to that, at least? Lovemaking scene ok?

GFMarshall