"Fucking hell!" Grace hissed struggling with her key in the door, trying and failing to be quiet "Shh shh!" She placed her finger over her lips, giggling. She closed the door behind her carefully and locked it, dropping her key on the floor. Grace shuffled up the stairs, occasionally leaning against the wall as she went.

She could hear snoring coming from the room at the end of the landing and she let out a sigh of relief.

They could sleep through an air raid she thought but it would be typical if they woke up the one time she came home too pissed to pretend she was sober.

Grace crept into her bedroom and closed the door. Turning on the light in her bright airy room she was suddenly made aware of how different she and Rich really were but somehow it worked, maybe they were a little bit like magnets.

She couldn't stop smiling thinking about the night. After all of the drinking game shenanigans and a lot of kissing, Grace touched her lips and smiled, they had ended up outside the Rhubarb not quite knowing what to do. Grace had been aware that they should each go home but she didn't want to leave him. They had been standing in the street with their arms wrapped around each other talking drunkenly about random crap and punctuating their blabbering with kisses. In the end it was Rich who asked if she wanted him to walk her home and despite only living ten minutes away from the pub it had taken another two hours for her to come stumbling through the front door.

She smiled to herself again, thinking of the softness of his lips, the feel of his tongue and the sweet sour taste of diesel. She wasn't sure he'd kissed anyone before, he'd been really hesitant at first and she kept thinking he was going to lose his nerve and pull away but he didn't, he ended up being really good. Maybe the best.

Grace took her clothes off, folding them neatly and placing them on a chair, and sat on the bed. She wished he was there with her, sitting behind her, rubbing her shoulders, kissing the back of her neck. Grace shivered excitedly and got under the covers. She'd never felt like this about anyone before, she wasn't like Liv, she didn't want to fuck anything that moved, yeah she liked kissing and she'd fancied people before but she hadn't been interested in anything more.

Until now.

It was different with Rich, she thought about him when he wasn't there, she imagined crazy scenarios that led to him coming into her bedroom late at night, getting into bed with her, touching her. Her stomach flipped over as she lay there staring at the ceiling wishing he was there. She wondered if he was lying in bed right now thinking about her too. Her hand, the hand she imagined was his, slowly slipped underneath the duvet and she closed her eyes with a quiet moan.

AN - My favorite pairing on S5 Skins - hopefully things will be hotting up soon x Thanks for the reviews xxx