London, two weeks later…

Tom had just finished eating leftovers and was in the process of washing the dishes when he heard the front door of their apartment open. He wasn't expecting Sybil because she had a late shift that night. Before he could think more, there she was, at the kitchen island, still wearing her scrubs. She smiled at him and before he could say anything, she gave him a quick kiss and took his hand in hers leading them to the bedroom. Now he was just plain confused.

"Syb, not that I'm not happy to see you, but what are you doing here? I thought you were on night shift."

They were in the bedroom and she had let go of his hand. He watched her starting to undress, throwing her scrubs carelessly on the floor. When she was in her underwear, she finally turned to look at him.

"I'm not pregnant." Sybil stated simply.

Tom was a little shocked. "How do you know? I thought you wanted to wait until…." He never got to finish.

"I've got my period five days ago."

'And you didn't notice because we both were working like crazy and didn't have time to have sex'

"Why didn't….?"

"You hover." She was enjoying this, but could tell he needed a better explanation. "I was doing a good enough job of making myself crazy without adding you to the mix. Plus I knew you wouldn't get any work done if you knew. This way I could surprise you….Surprise!"

She looked down suddenly unsure of herself, "You're not mad are you?" When she looked up she was glad to see he was smiling.

He walked over to her and enveloped her in a hug which she returned. "It's scary how well you know me," Tom laughed. "I was dreading the answer, one way or another," he admitted.

"Are you disappointed?" she asked softly against his chest.

"A little bit. But I think it's better this way. You?"

"The same," she breathed, still mourning the loss of a child who never really existed.

It was a strange feeling for both of them. They knew it was for the best at this time but still couldn't forget what could have been. Sybil even asked Gwen to do a blood test to be sure. They stayed that way for a few minutes enjoying the feel of each other. Tom pulled back to look at her, but kept his arms around her.

"So I take it that Anna took over your shift," he said with a knowing grin.

"You take it right. Apparently, I was driving the whole service crazy because I was keeping the news from you so she sent me home. Oh, and she put me on the pill, and I promised to be very serious about it so there's nothing holding us back." She started kissing his neck and unbuttoning his shirt.

"Pretty sure of yourself aren't you? Maybe I had other plans, you know. You weren't supposed to be here so maybe I planned a guy night out," he teased her as he worked his way up her ribcage to her breasts.

"Change them; I'm afraid this is going to take all night." She had his shirt opened and went to work on his jeans. Sybil pulled his head down for a passionate kiss while the other hand snaked in his boxers and grasped his growing erection. Tom completely gave into the kiss. He moaned as she rubbed her thumb over the head of his cock which already had pre-cum oozing out.

Tom brought both hands up to cup her face as he bent lower for a deeper kiss. He was losing control very quickly. Leaving one hand on her face, he dropped the other one to massage her breast through her bra. Sybil was the one who moaned this time and gripped him tighter. Their breathing was labored as they broke apart.

Tom immediately went to her underwear, intending to take it off. Seeing his intentions, she stopped him and grabbed both his hands and shook her head no. At his slightly confused look she said, "This is my show Mr. Branson, so sit down and try to enjoy yourself." With that she pushed him on the bed. He was sitting up waiting to see what she was going to do first.

Sybil walked between his legs spreading them further apart. She bent down to kiss his lips while pushing his shirt off his shoulders. Once it was off, she moved down to kiss his neck. Tom's hands naturally grasped her waist letting his fingers trail over her exposed skin. Tom expected her to straddle his lap, but she surprised him when she dropped to her knees instead. His heart rate got a little quicker. 'Please let her do what I think she's about to do,' he silently prayed.

His anticipation must have showed because she stopped kissing his chest to look up at him. "Patience is a virtue Tom," she said grinning. She continued kissing his chest paying attention to each nipple. Her hands massaged his thighs as her mouth moved lower over his abdomen. Tom leaned back on his arms to give her better access.

'God, she's torturing me.' Tom's breath got quicker the closer she got to his erection. His pants were still on but opened enough for his cock to stick out of his boxers. When she reached her goal she licked the pre-cum off his abdomen then followed down to the head of his cock. Tom gripped the bedcovers and let out a very loud moan. He was about to lose it, she was teasing him so much.

She looked up at him with a knowing grin. 'I've got him just where I want him.' Sybil lightly tugged at his pants. "Take these off." It was almost embarrassing the way he scrambled to get his pants and boxers down his legs. Sybil raised her eyebrow at him and grinned.

Tom knew he was acting like a 16 year old kid about to get his first blow-job, but he didn't care. He just wanted that mouth wrapped around him. He knew what it was like and he couldn't wait anymore.

With their eyes locked, she lowered her head extremely slowly. Sybil started at the base of his dick and licked her way to the top like it was a Popsicle. She watched as Tom's eyes rolled shut and he let out a groan. She continued by wrapping her lips around the mushroom head and took just a little in her mouth before coming back up. She repeated this, each time going lower until she was taking him completely in her mouth.

His moans were almost constant now and he had started to sweat. "Syb, that feels so good." His breathing was extremely rapid.

Sybil would have smiled at the compliment if it were possible. Instead, she looked up at him and what she saw turned her on even more. He was covered in a thin sheet of sweat and was very tense. She could see every muscle flexed, especially his abs. His hands were still clinching the sheets in an effort to hold onto something. The sight made her moan which sent vibrations through his cock. He let out a loud groan and lightly bucked up into her mouth. At her disapproving look, he was quick to apologize. Very out of breath, "Sorry…sorry….god you could kill a guy doing that."

Tom was very close. He promised himself he would let her finish next time, but he had other plans right now. He pulled her head up and fell in love all over again at the look of disappointment on her face as she gave his lap a hungry look. "I promise he won't forget you," he said as he pulled her in for greedy kiss. She crawled onto his lap and he quickly flipped her over and pinned her hands above her head, ravishing her with kisses. She wasn't fighting him. Tom held her wrists with one hand while his other traveled down her body. He unhooked her bra to play with her breast; at the same time he thrust his hips rubbing his erection against her. She could feel the wetness pool between her legs as she tried to get free. She needed him inside her soon.

Tom just grinned at her efforts. He pushed her bra away and slowly licked around her breasts, but not touching the nipple. Sybil squirmed, trying to get his mouth were she wanted it. Not succeeding she let out a whimper. Tom took pity on her and latched onto her nipple. She arched her back and moaned at the pleasure he was creating.

He pulled back slightly and returned his other hand back to her wrist. "If I let you go, do you promise to cooperate?"

Sybil shook her head yes though passion clouded eyes. Tom ran his hands down her arms and over her shoulders before he again captured her lips in a hungry kiss. Sybil quickly wound her arms around his neck. She pulled him completely against her as he took his time and explored her mouth. Their moans were mingled together as they softly rocked against each other.

After Tom got his fill, he continued down her neck, past her shoulders, making a small detour at each breasts. He sucked and nipped on one nipple while his hand paid attention to the other, then switched. Sybil had her fingers in his hair encouraging him to keep going. When he reached her abdomen she couldn't help the tickle that ran straight to her core. Finally, he reached the top of her underwear. He sat up on his knees as he slowly pulled them down and stared at her naked form. He was still kneeling between her legs so he could see everything he ever wanted. She was glistening wet. Sybil's heart rate got a little quicker when she saw him lick his lips and the direction his eyes were looking. But he didn't do what she expected; instead he started kissing at her feet.

She let out a sigh of disappointment which he heard. He looked up at her with a shit eating grin on his face. "Patience is a virtue, Love, or so I'm told." He was at her calf now slowly making his way up, too slow for Sybil.

"Tom please, you're driving me crazy." He was slightly above her knee kissing to the inside of her leg.

"Please what, Syb?" She wasn't quite begging, but it was close enough to turn him on even more.

"You know what, Tom." She was throbbing; except for his erection rubbing against her earlier, he had yet to touch her there.

"Do I? For all I know you could want me to start back at your feet." To emphasize his point he started back down.

"NO!" She grabbed his hair and pulled him back up, getting him to come a little higher than before. He kissed the inside of her thigh, but did not move any higher. "Please….just…." She tried pulling his head where she wanted him, but he wouldn't budge.

He knew he was pushing her. Most women weren't used to verbalizing what they wanted in bed. It was amazing what someone would do when they were turned-on enough. "Tell me what you want Love."

She was getting frustrated; he knew what she wanted. Tom was now running his hand up her leg adding to the tease and pushing her higher.

"Please…"

"Tell me and I'll do it." He was about to crack himself, being this close he could smell her and see how wet she was. All he wanted to do was run his tongue across her wet folds and drink her dry.

"Please….taste me." He didn't need to be told twice, he dove in and they both moaned at the contact. Sybil had no thoughts in her head, just feelings. She wrapped her legs around his body and held his head in place with one hand. After a few minutes she brought her hand up to cup her own breast and play with her nipples.

Tom looked up in time to see this and he about came just from the sight of her touching herself. He didn't know how much more foreplay he could take. He purposely stayed away from her clit; he didn't want to make her come just yet. Tom could tell she was close. She was grinding her hips into him and pulling his head closer at the same time. Her moans were getting louder and she was arching her back pushing her breast into her hand.

Tom pulled away and for a split second thought Sybil was going to physically hurt him. "I want to be inside you when you come." That seemed to calm her enough so he could kiss her. She could taste herself on him and it only added to her high. He quickly positioned himself at her entrance. He rubbed the tip of his dick at her entrance teasing her a little more. "Tom, don't make me hurt you." He grinned and pushed into her completely. By now both were covered in sweat and moaning uncontrollably. Sybil rotated her hips trying to create some friction.

Tom decided to let her take the reins again and rolled them over so she was on top. Sybil seemed to really like this new arrangement. She started moving and he just held on for the ride. Both were lost in their own pleasure.

Tom knew he was too close to last long so he reached up with one hand to rub her nipple and with the other he went for her clit. The result was instant; Sybil's movements became more erratic and rough. This wasn't going to last much longer for her either.

Through raged breathing, "Love, I'm really close."

"Me too, Baby." Right after she said this she started to come. Tom could feel her inner muscles milking him and then he was coming with her. He moved his hands back to her waist and pushed down as he emptied himself inside her.

Exhausted and out of breath Sybil collapsed on top of Tom. He was out of breath as well and concentrated on getting much needed air inside his body. After a few minutes, their breathing was almost back to normal.

"At the risk of making a mess of this, is the pill 100% effective right away?" asked Tom, still breathless.

"Pill's never 100% effective, Tom," she answered in the same state.

"Oh…all right." He was too exhausted and satisfied to even think about what she just said.

Sybil chuckled and rolled on her side to cuddle against him.

"We'll be just fine," she said with a sleepy voice.

"Yeah…" he murmured, closing his eyes.

"It's nice, "she stated after a while.

"What cuddling?" he whispered in her ear.

"Partly, I like all of it, falling asleep in your arms completely satisfied, brushing our teeth together. It's all very domestic. I even liked using the head with you in the same room."

"Okay, that last part was a little weird, but the rest I understand." He was starting to drift off into sleep. "I like it too. And one day, we'll make it official, right?"

"Definitely," smiled Sybil against his chest. "I love you, Tom."

"I love you too."

They both drifted off to sleep with smiles on their faces at the promise of more to come.

THE END