Okay, I have tried desperately to keep this one at a T rating and think I've just about managed it. Thanks so much for the great reviews of Y, they really made me smile. Here's the final entry. Z…

Ruth sat by the mirror making sure her hair was behaving. Herself and Harry had to go to their third political event of the month and it was getting boring. She sighed as she heard Harry open the bedroom door.

"Can you help me with the zip?" Ruth said as she stood up. Harry nodded and she sighed with contentment as she felt his hands on her back. She heard the zip and felt surprised. "I meant, zip it up, Harry," she said with a smile.

"Mm," he replied quietly as his hands started to caress her bare back. She closed her eyes as he continued to softly touch her.

"You're the one who said we had to get going," Ruth reminded him.

"I think I'd much rather stay like this," he said in a voice that made her melt to her very core. "We've made our appearances already this week, I say we stay in tonight."

"We're expected there tonight," Ruth told him.

"Why are you arguing with me? Force of habit?" Harry asked as his hands slid over her ribcage. He pushed one of the straps away from her shoulder and kissed her skin there.

"It seems you have very effective methods of persuasion," she said in a whisper as his left hand found her breast.

"That's the right answer," he murmured. He flipped her around to face him and kissed her full on the lips as her dress fell to the floor. After about a minute she playfully nipped his lip with her teeth.

"I love you," she whispered, her eyes locking on his.

"I know," he said. "But after all these years it means a lot to hear you say it." Ruth smiled briefly before kissing him, her fingers quickly working on unbuttoning his shirt. She was thankful for a second that he hadn't finished getting dressed but that thought didn't stay in her mind for long. No one had ever kissed her the way Harry did. In such a passionate way that it made her forget about everything in the world, even her own name. She could only focus on the man touching her, nothing else. He made her feel that she was the only woman he had ever touched like this, and she loved that.

Soon she found herself pinned between Harry and the mattress, all of their clothes scattered around the room. "I don't think I've ever seen you get undressed that quickly," Ruth said with a smile.

"Incentive," he murmured into her collarbone before kissing her skin softly. Ruth was enjoying herself when something completely distracted her. Harry's phone started ringing. She groaned. "Ignore it," he whispered. And within a few seconds she couldn't even hear the phone ringing anymore.

Z is for zip. Thanks to everyone for the suggestions. I'll try to come up with more HR stories soon.

(By the way I am not reading any S10 spoilers. It was so entertaining watching it last year with no idea what was going to happen.) A last review would make my day. Thank you for reading!