As you wish I didn't know what you guys wanted so I tried my best at a kind of love scene hope you like J

Just as she had opened her arms to wrap around his neck she pushed him down onto the bed.

She's strong

But he catches the quiver of her lip as if she is unsure of what to do next or is she nervous?

Then soft

She laughs a shaky laugh like she did when they danced, so he had guessed right she was nervous

She's unpredictable

And then without taking her eyes off him she pulled her vest off over her head.

And strong again

He had been so focused and lost on her like he was on a drug high he had to snap back into the moment and unable to help himself he grabbed her by the waist as she had her hands over her head.

She didn't resist as he sat her around his waist she fit perfectly as if she were custom made like the Fedora that sat on his head.

Playfully she caught the hat and threw it across the room.

He growled at her in his sensual tone whispered

'that was truly criminal Lizzie'

Before he could add any more she kissed him and he kissed her back as per her request he didn't hold back she was no more fragile than the Wall of China.

She couldn't breathe as their passion mixed together she felt intoxicated by him covering all of her, she usually took him in in minute amounts but this now, with him on top of her, his scent enveloped her his lust perforated her.

He could feel her strength underneath him as she fought for dominance and control of the moment. He brushed his fingertips over her ribs and down her sides as he felt the curve of her body move beneath him. He wished he could close his eyes and simply touch her like a man without sight would. He caught the slight tremble of her fear and the rapid beating of her heart in the dip of her chest.

He was exploring her body but she ached for more surely he could sense her moving into him, her reservations of before gone, he was a forbidden fruit she wanted, needed to taste ever so badly, to feel the drip of the juice it held within it like strawberries on a fine summers day, she yearned for more yet let him take his time.

She nudged him, he felt her hips move into his a puzzle piece that fit perfectly with his shape. It became a dance of their bodies as he slowly moved his hips side to side with hers. She giggled suddenly all school girly-ish,but when he looked in her eyes they were dark with lust. He decided not to torture her anymore.

He swept her gently downwards so she was underneath. Somewhere along the way she lost her pants, he always said she was multitalented.

He took off his pants and uncharacteristically kicked them to the floor it couldn't wait because this dance had to have an ending an ending fitting to the wait.

They say that the first time you sleep with someone its awkward, there's a lot of fumbling, scrambling and resistance but when Lizzie and Red came together there was full blown out volcanic eruption, the ground moved with tectonic waves and their unison couldn't measure on the Richter scale. It was like they knew each other so well it wasn't difficult to find the right spot, soothe the right itch or tingle the right nerve. They fell asleep some six hours into the morning and when they woke in the morning. Liz smiled and said

'I thought we were just going to be dirty dancing all night'

And Red smiled because he knew that was what she was laughing at.