Rae scowled as the first beams of sunlight slinked their way through her thin curtains. She looked at her clock; it was only 5.30 in the morning. She rubbed her eyes frustrated and rolled over gingerly in bed so as not to disturb the still slumbering Finn. She turned her face away from the intrusive glare of the breaking dawn and tried to shut her eyes tight against the impending day.

She had slept fitfully that night, as Finn had slept on beside her. The first time she had woken up she had had a minor freak out, when she realised she was still completely naked. The thought of Finn waking up and seeing her like this in the cold harsh light of day sent her into a frantic scurry to her chest of drawers to find a t-shirt to pull on. She had clambered back into bed, and almost as if by their own accord Finn's arms reached out to wrap themselves back around her, pulling her closer to him.

The next time she woke up she must have lain staring through the darkness at the ceiling for over half an hour. Beside her she could hear Finn breathing softly, he was lying on his front, one arm slung across her, his face half obscured by the pillow. Memories from a few hours previous played out in her head. The sights, the sounds, the smells. Her face grew hot as she remembered some of the noises, what it had felt like as Finn had guided her hand over his body, what she had experienced as Finn had caressed hers.

As the quiet darkness had stretched on into the early hours of the morning the tiptoeing insistence of Rae's insecurities crept upon her. When Finn rolled over in his sleep, releasing her from his hold she felt an unbearable coldness sweep over her. The stillness allowed her mind to wander and her memories and thoughts became twisted and gnarled as she began obsessing over every little detail of every little moment.

Rae glanced at the clock again as her room grew lighter from the bright morning sunshine, she sighed it was nearly six now. She could probably give up any hope of getting some more sleep now. A sound from her Mum's bedroom sent a jolt through her. Shit she hadn't even heard her Mum and Karim come back home last night. Did they know Finn was here? Rae tried to calm herself, if her Mum suspected she had a boy in here Rae was sure she would have known about it by now. As she lay there anxiously trying to dream up a plan for how she was going sneak Finn out, the noises from the next bedroom grew louder. Shit they were bloody shagging again.

Next to her Finn began to stir and stretch. Fuck. Rae quickly pulled the quilt up over their heads. She watched as Finn's eyes opened groggily, until they focused on her, a sleepy smile dancing on his face.

"Rae" he greeted her with a sort of reverence in his voice, then he frowned as he grew accustomed to his surroundings, "why are we under the duvet?"

"It's my Mum and Karim," Rae whispered apologetically.

"Huh?" Finn was confused, but then the muffled noises began to sink into his conscious. His smile grew wide as he bit his lower lip, "are they…?" He started laughing.

"Shush," Rae scolded him, but couldn't help but giggle along with him at the absurdity of the situation. She attempted to pull the cover tighter down over them to block out the sounds. Her momentary embarrassment about her Mum had taken the edge off her worries about Finn waking up next to her this morning, but as the laughter subsided she was suddenly very aware that her eyes had adjusted to the dull light under the duvet and that if she swept her gaze down towards her toes she would get a pretty good view of a very naked Finn. The intimacy of the situation hit her like a sledgehammer; she buried her face into the mattress as all the doubts that had troubled her in the dead of night came flooding back.

"Hey, Rae?" Finn whispered to her, "are – are you… okay?"

Rae turned her head to the side to look at him; she started off nodding her head, before switching it to a small shake. "I don't know," she whispered back. Finn shifted himself in the bed, tentatively reaching out to Rae, she allowed him to pull her close into his chest. She nestled her face against his neck, nuzzling her nose against the clammy skin, breathing in the scent. Here pressed against him, his hand caught running soothingly through her hair she felt braver.

"Rae?" she could feel the gulp as his Adam's apple bobbed up and down, "it - it was okay…wasn't it?" The realisation that Finn was just as nervous as her made Rae feel braver still. She gently tried nipping at his neck. "Rae," he gasped laughing, eyes widening.

"Shush," she admonished him again, with a smile, as she worked a line of small kisses along his jaw towards his mouth.

Silence fell over the house again as they lay there in their little cocoon. Faces close together, so that noses were almost touching, eyes communicating secret feelings, thoughts, and desires. Occasionally the need became so tangible that one of them would steal a kiss, and they would break apart each with a bashful smile, and a longing for more.

"Y'know we are gonna have to work out how the hell to sneak you out past my mother," Rae eventually admitted. Finn just looked at her through hooded eyes, and half laughed half smiled at her.