A/N: This next chapter has an evil twin; there's an alternative chapter. Although you still may find some... scenes... this here is only for those who don't appreciate the more adult stuff.

Anywhere ;-) enjoy...

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"Tommy, I'm on my-" Daze stopped dead in her tracks and then breathed "Oh. Oh, heavens!" putting her fingers over her gaping mouth. She knew they would develop something sooner or later but she had thought they would wait with it until she would have left for her appointment. Since the door to her son's bedroom also had been wide open she had not hesitated to simply walk in.

But they had not recognised her anyway. Their encounter had turned into a long placid exchange of tender kisses, caresses and whispered words of love. For a few seconds Tommy's mother simply stood at the door and enjoyed watching him sharing adorably sweet kisses with Barbara. He sat on his bed and she was sitting in his lap, halfway on the mattress, her arms looped around him and caressing his nape and shoulders, lightly touching his cheek with her fingertips or fiercely digging them into the hair in the back of his head. And Tommy had his intact arm around her waist, her shirt was already pulled up a bit and his fingers tickled her naked skin, digging into her soft flesh from time to time. Of course his other arm unfortunately had been properly fixed against his chest and was immobilised.

Daze smiled. It was about time that the two of them realised they were to be one. They exchanged tender and desirous kisses and had forgotten about the world around them while they learned how their kisses felt. The sweet curiously excited hesitancy on both sides was clearly visible. Their mouths were open and - not perfectly matching but perfect in its tender will to find unison - they softly bit and gently sucked at each other's lips, letting their tongues fight outside and then deep inside again. Eventually they stopped for getting some air but their eyes stayed shut, their faces stayed close, with foreheads softly bumping and noses caressing. Both breathed slow and heavy and only the small sounds of their kisses were heard in the otherwise silent room.

Then suddenly Daze blushed, ashamed when she realised she was witnessing one of their first most private moments, so she quickly, but as silent as she had come in, retreated. Of course she closed the door.

They had shared a whole series of slow and thrillingly languid kisses before they looked at each other again.

"Barbara!" Tommy smiled contentedly and indulged in another deep kiss. "I want to feel all of you!" he breathed and felt her face starting to burn hot against his. From the irritation in his eyes Barbara could tell he was slightly surprised by his words himself. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said this so blunt. But... I think you already feel... what I... umm... have in mind and honestly you've done nothing to... stop things... well... developing."

Barbara had definitely not sat in his lap without a movement. In fact she had moved herself against this promising bulge very unashamed.

"I... I think I was... distracted... by that... kiss."

"We could go on kissing... but you should stop..." He frowned. "This is stupid! Oh, that bloody arm!"

"It's okay, Tommy, and you're not kissing with your arm."

They shared a grin and another hot kiss before they broke apart breathless.

"I don't need my arm for a few things, Barbara." While he wriggled provocatively against her his naughty grin made Barbara blush deeply. Then his expression went serious. "Please get undressed, Barbara!"

"What?!"

"If I'd have both of my arms I would have done it on my own. I would have started with pulling up the cloth and when I've heard no objections and felt no signs of resistance I would have freed you from your shirt completely. I would have worked hard with the clasp of your bra." Softly he had pulled her closer to him and with every piece of clothing he imaginary got off he kissed her throat, her chin, her earlobes or her neck. "I slowly would have opened the zipper of your jeans, pushed you just an inch away from me so I could pull them down, gently caressing your knees and thighs and the inner sides of your thighs before I would free you from your knickers. I would be undressed until then without you noticing how but before I'd-"

Barbara's moan interrupted him. She had let her head fall back and given him free access to her throat but his quiet words and the mental image of him doing exactly what he was talking about made her forget herself. Then she stiffened and blushed but it did not stop Tommy from whispering something completely naughty against the skin above the collar of her shirt.

It had the desired effect.

"I'd love to feel your skin on mine, Barbara. Please undress."

The desirous look in his eyes made Barbara surrender completely, still she hesitated.

"This is a bit awkward, Barbara, I know that," Tommy whispered. "and I had not wanted it to be that way. I had not even planned it to happen now. I have not planned it at all. Thought about it, yes, but not planned... But if I were able to use both my arms I would have gently manoeuvred us there. Please undress for me and let me make love to you."

Barbara got up. Of course she still had fears, fears of not matching his expectations, fears of being too inexperienced, fears of failure, not to mention of what would be after it, but her body had other things in mind. She tried to swallow down her embarrassment.

"Indeed it's awkward." she nervously giggled when she pulled off her shirt. She had wanted to make it as quick as possible but Tommy stopped her.

"Take your time." he croaked.

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After their minutes-long kissing before it was in fact not much time later when both finally laid on his bed, exhausted but happy. His deep groan still echoed in her ears and her crying out his name still lingered in his, even though they laid still and silent for a few moments afterwards, sharing more of those slow kisses it all had begun with. Their hearts were beating fast for quite a while and their breathing was elaborate.

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