A/N: Originally this was going to be a part of the first chapter but time was running short. I doubt I'll write more after this but who knows!

"Yesss." Sybil groaned, "Oh god YES! Faster Tom faster!" She was withering beneath him. Her hands grasping for him as her lungs gasped for air.

He called out her name as he thrusted inside of her. Moving in as soon as he moved out, groaning as he felt himself getting close.

"Darling I don't think I'm going to last much longer," he rushed out.

Pressing her nails into his back she moaned out, "Me either."

Pulling out so that only his tip grazed her folds he thrusted back in and soon felt her walls tighten around him as their mutual cries on release rung out.

Tom nuzzled her hair as he took a deep breath; breathing in her new Christmas theme shampoo that smelled of gingerbread cookies.

Sybil closed her eyes and loosen her hold on him as she focused on the feel on him of top of her. Needing to feel his lips against her own she nuzzled her face against his cheek until he lifted his head.

"Kiss me." It was all Tom needed to hear. Closing the gap between their lips the kiss was long and languid but eventually it had to end.

Grinning ear to ear Tom pulled out and more or less flopped onto his back. "Best morning sex ever, wouldn't you say?"

Sybil hummed in approval. Finally opening her eyes she turned towards Tom and she rubbed her eyes. "What time is it?"

Reaching for his mobile on his nightstand he tapped in his password. "Eight forty-five."

Sybil groaned. "I have to go."

Tom shook his head and reached his arms out to pull her closer. "Not without breakfast you're not."

Trying and failing not to smile. "I really can't stay Tom." He waggled his eyebrows and Sybil laughed. "I'm serious Tom! If I don't get home and finish packing now I'll miss my train!"

"But breakfast is the most important meal of the day love."

"I'll eat on the train." Sybil rolled her eyes as Tom pouted.

Pecking him on the cheek she untangled herself from him and climbed out of Tom's unfairly warm bed.

"That's an awful lot of snow outside."

Placing her hands on her hips as she skimmed the room for her clothes, "Good thing I like snow then."

"I doubt the roads have been properly salted yet."

"I'll drive slowly then. Which is all the more reason why I need to leave now. I can't miss my train." Finding her shirt and bra from the night before she snapped her bra on. "Have you seen my knickers?"

Tom sighed, "I think it's in the living room." As she walked out of his room Tom added, "Your train's probably been delayed. Or cancelled!"

Walking back into his room now with her knickers on and her trousers in hand she sat down on his bed and cupped his cheek. "I really can't stay Tom."

Leaning up Tom begins to kiss her neck. His hands on her waist pulling her into his lap. "Come back to bed love, where it's warm and toasty."

Sybil groaned as his lips suck on her pulse point. She tilted her head to allow him more access. Just like the night before she found herself in a losing battle and grasps for something, anything to keep her focus. "My parents will worry."

Tom nuzzled her neck before stroking his hands up her back and undoing her bra. "They'll worry more if you come home with pneumonia."

Sybil bit her lip as her hands move up into his hair. "I suppose I could always take the five o'clock train…"

The End… Probably.