Disclaimer: I own everything or nothing (it's a James Bond ps2 game) however I do not own lost and delirious. Considering I now control Disney I might just own finding nemo and Hannah Montana.

Italics are thoughts

As Miley walked up the drive, it seemed to Lilly like she was walking in slow motion. The sway of her hair, the sashay of her hips, the honk of her dads' horn...? It appeared that Mr Stewart had caught her staring. Lilly felt herself blushed and stared hard at the door, concentrating on opening it. After fumbling with the keys for a minute, trying to find the right one (she had a lot of keys), she finally got the door open. When she turned around to say goodbye and thank Mr Stewart she saw humour in his eyes. Then she turned to Miley and saw the exact same look in her eyes. She couldn't help but smile at her sweetheart.

They both stood in the doorway until Mr Stewart and Jackson had driven off. They stood there for a while as neither party wanted to be the first to leave the sight of the other. Eventually Miley lost patience and dragged Lilly inside while waving goodbye to her father.

Once they were inside, Lilly and Miley were suddenly overcome with nerves. They had never felt like this around each other before. They were both thinking the same thing; they both knew were this night could go and they both wanted it. But they didn't know how the other felt. They were also nervous about what this might do to their relationship. It could strengthen the bond they shared but it could also destroy it.

Omg what if she's not ready? What if I'm unknowingly pushing her into it? I don't wana force her to do anything. I love her so much. She has no idea what she does to me... sweet nibblets why is love so hard?

They both pussy-footed around each other, not really knowing what to do. "Want to watch a DVD?" Lilly suggested, breaking the awkward silence and interrupting Mileys thoughts.

"Yeah sure. What you wana to watch?"

"Dunno, how about that Lost and Delirious film that you wouldn't shut up about?"

"Erm... I duno about watching that film," Lilly replied, mindful of the subject matter of the movie and how the film ends with the love sick girl killing herself over her lovers rejection. She tried to think of the least sexy film she could... "How about Finding Nemo?"

"Sure."

She slid the DVD out of its case and slotted it into the DVD player built in to the TV. Then she settled in next to Miley on the plush sofa that was the main feature of her front room, apart from the 32 inch TV pushed against the wall.

Neither girl really paid much attention to the movie. When Miley laid her head on Lilly's chest, Lilly couldn't take it anymore and excused herself to the bathroom. It was just that she couldn't take the tension, sexual or otherwise.

She went to the sink and stared into the mirror to calm herself. She loved Miley and felt totally comfortable with her so why was she all nervous and sweaty palmed? She didn't understand her own mind at the moment.

In the front room Miley was going through the same experience. She loved Lilly and didn't understand why she was so goddamn nervous. She didn't get this nervous even when standing in front of 30000 people.

Come on stop being so silly. Its only one girl! Albeit a gorgeous, stunning, dazzling girl whose in love with me.

She had built herself up mentally and began to go upstairs to talk to Lilly.

She was just reaching the top of the stairs when Lilly emerged from the bathroom. The spark that passed between them when they looked each other in the eye was instant. Without words they drew closer knowing exactly what the other wanted. They wanted each other.

Miley gave herself to her passion, gave herself to Lilly. They kissed hard and passionately. Next thing Miley knew they were lying on Lilly's bed with Lilly lying on top of her and nibbling on her collarbone. She let out a groan before taking control of the situation and rolling Lilly over so she was now on top. She went to kiss her and when their lips met she tasted copper on Lilly's lip and sense Lilly flinch. She pulled away and a look of concern was on her face when she looked upon her love.

O shit she thought as she realised she had hurt her would be lover. She moved to get a flannel or something to wipe the blood from Lilly's lip. But she was stopped by a hand grasping her arm. Lilly used the leverage to bring Miley's face closer to her own.

"It's ok," she quietly whispered in Miley's ear.

Miley again pulled back to look at her lovers split lip where the stitches had been disturbed. She then gently wiped away the blood, noticing how Lilly again flinched when that area was touched. She lent forward to touch that area as gently as she could with her lips, kissing it better.

"There you go," she said smiling at her. "All better."

Lilly nodded her agreement and murmured a "Come here you." With that she pulled her love towards her and Miley this time resisted the temptation of losing herself to her passion. Instead she ruled over it and concentrated on Lilly.

She slid her hands down Lilly's body so her hands rested on her hips. From there one hand wormed its way past the waistband of her jeans and under her shorts...

Next chapter is on Lilly's point of view. Update coming soon