A/N: Has everyone recovered? Then let's go on. Enjoy...

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It was night and they were totally spent so they had another well deserved nap and a shower afterwards. In the huge low-floor cubicle there was of course enough space for both and so even the lathering turned into tentatively naughty actions already.

Water poured down on them from a huge metallic plate like a soft rainforest rain. While she was exploring his body Tommy just stood there smiling, trying to keep his composure watching and feeling her touching him gently with soapy fingers. Eventually he returned the caresses and enjoyed how her body responded and how astounded she watched it herself. Soon their whole bodies were involved in a desireful kiss.

Taking her by surprise Tommy suddenly turned Barbara around and gently pinned her against the glass wall. She shrieked but laughed when he playfully growled into her ear.

"I have a brilliant idea, my love!"

His crotch pressed against her bum and his lips were gently gnawing at her nape.

"Tommy!" Barbara laughed. "We're not-!"

"He!" he exclaimed and tried to grab her hand to hold her back.

Although Barbara had been extraordinarily pleased with him rubbing his naked body across hers from behind she suddenly had feared she would slip when they would go on with it right there under the warm spray of water. Not to mention the thrill and embarrassment when she had caught his lascivious grin in the huge mirror on the opposite side of the room and his hands gently grabbing her hips. She had felt his arousal against her bottom crack and it had been alluring but she definitely would not have been able to watch themselves while they were making out.

Barbara had thought about it briefly and realised she actually would enjoy it but the fear to slip had been deeper. So, still slightly excited, she quickly had wound herself free from his gentle trap and had fled the shower with a nervous laugh.

She grabbed one of the soft white towels Tommy had put out earlier. Holding it in front of her naked body she looked at him. In mock desparation he looked back. His arms were spread and his hands were pressed onto the glass. He openly displayed himself with a hint of amusement in the corners of his eyes.

"You know, I don't want to slip because I need my neck for a few years longer." Barbara explained forcing her stare away from his erection. Then she smiled. "I enjoy it too much when you kiss it."

Tommy groaned and bumped his forehead against the shower's glass wall. Barbara could see that it would have taken him just a little bit longer with her in his arms and she knew he would have made her dissolve again. And she knew she also was rather turned on already. For a second she regretted that she had interrupted their play but then she saw him looking into the mirror saying "Ah, Tommy, you poor man. You've chosen your own fate with that evil woman..."

Barbara chuckled and blushed and quickly hurried off to dry herself in his bedroom.

He followed only a bit later with a white towel wrapped around his waist but he stopped in the doorframe and leant against the wood with one hand on his waist. Barbara stopped her movements and watched him. Her contented grin slowly turned broader.

"You know that I've always loved that sight of you?" she asked besotted.

"Now you know why I've shown it in every possible situation." His smirk was that of a schoolboy telling from his best larks.

"You haven't." Barbara snorted a nervous laugh. "Not on purpose!"

"Of course I have. Because I've always loved the expression in your eyes when you look at me like this." Her eyes went lower down on his body. Delighted she stared at the rising bulge under the white terrycloth. Feeling the need to occupy her mind and hands with something more innocent she quickly turned away from him and opened the huge wardrobe.

"Where are your T-shirts?" she asked feigning innocent disinterest in his physical reactions. The flush in her nape betrayed her.

The grin in Tommy's face was audible when he answered. "Behind the left middle door in the drawer cabinet, top-"

"Oh..." Barbara chuckled when she let the towel glide to the ground and quickly hopped into one pair of his silken boxer shorts so he would not have the pleasure of her naked back's sight for too long. His boxers were slightly too big but the elastic waistband held it in place above her hips.

"The left one, Barbara." Tommy laughed and shook his head in amused disbelief. He had turned up next to her and gently put a hand onto her now covered bum cheek. "I know that may sound kinky; Barbara, but I find you alluringly sexy in my underwear."

Although he had seductively murmured it onto her naked shoulder while he had watched her breasts heave with her breathing deeply he had to chuckle and even Barbara began to snort a laugh and another one. She turned and met his equally laughing lips. They laughed and passionately kissed against the drawer cabinet. Eventually Tommy's kiss turned softer until he moved away from her just a millimetre.

"I didn't know what I have missed all my life before I met you, Barbara." he tenderly whispered onto her lips. "I didn't even know what I was missing when we had been partnered for a while." He kissed her deeply. "I'm sorry it took me so long to realise it. I'm sorry it took me another bit longer to realise you were feeling the same."

Their lips met again.

"I wasn't exactly trying to give you any hint, Sir." she whispered but before he could say anything more she pulled his head down to her so he would not be able to escape. "In fact I was desperately trying to hide it from you." she murmured onto his lips. "And it had started to become painful."

They exchanged a series of long sensual kisses that were designed to soothe and seduce each other.

When he pulled away from her their eyes were locked. His arms were gently looped around her waist as were hers around his. Their breathing was slow and deep, her eyes were openly displaying that her usual defence had vanished, his look was full of affection and happy astonishment about what was happening. He bit his lower lip as if he was holding back something important he would have wanted to say. Barbara decided on giving him the time he needed and refrained from prodding. Her flat hands softly stroked across the skin on his back. It was sensational to be here with him like this.

Into the silence her stomach rumbled loudly. Barbara's face turned into an apologetic grin. Tommy could not help but laugh out loud.

"Oh, Barbara, you're the most special person I know." he chuckled. "Always hungry..."

"Bullshit!" she pouted getting a red face. "I'm not!"

"Oh, yes. So I suppose we should have a bite right now." Tommy bent down and gave her a small kiss. "And please do me the favour and cover your..." He waved his index finger in front of her chest. His lips were pulled into a fond smile. "...your two beautiful... umm..." The tip of his finger circled her nipple and he moaned with pleasure before he kissed it. It tickled when he whispered on her skin. "Oh, please cover your divine proportions or I'm going to forget my good manners. No matter if you're hungry or not."

He turned away from her and Barbara swallowed. It was a new but very pleasant experience that someone obviously took so much pleasure in worshipping the body she did not like very much herself.

"I love you." she whispered.

Tommy stopped and turned. "I love you too."

His towel fell to the ground and she could see how much also his little friend loved her. Her pupils dilated. "And please cover your... your little big Tommy. He's making me nervous."

Tommy had to laugh. "Oh, Barbara, I really love you!"

"I think there's a pizza in the freezer. This here is ruined." he said to her in the kitchen. Tommy had taken on grey sweatpants and nothing else but woollen socks and Barbara was in his boxers and a huge police T-shirt that did not even fit him. Its round neckline was so wide it revealed her shoulder from time to time. She was barefoot.

Tommy took the plastic bag from the worktop where he had put it a few hours earlier and carried it to the bin. "Soaked with vinegar... Ugh!"

"No! Stop!" she exclaimed. Tommy froze. "Don't waste it! It's paid."

He raised a quizzical eyebrow. Barbara shook her head. "You shouldn't waste food just like that!"

Tommy felt ashamed. "You're right." he murmured.

"I am."

"But what could be used from it?"

"You'll see. Now just make four toasts."

"Okay..." He did not ask any further when he saw her peeling off the soggy batter from the fish.

"Do you have remoulade?" she asked.

"I have plenty of sauce." Hiding his grin Tommy turned his attention into the fridge.

Barbara blushed deeply and scolded him laughing embarrassed. "Don't be so naughty, Sir!" she teased him.

"I'm sorry. I can't help it with you being like this."

The pure fish meat was put onto a plate and into the micro wave. Barbara typed in the time.

"Like what?" she asked disposing of the greasy batter. "Is there any salad in there?"

"Mmmh... Yes. Ready made lettuce leaves." He handed her the plastic bag. "Well, you being half naked, in my underwear, cooking in my kitchen." With a grin he added "Bossing me about."

"I'm not bossing you around and that's not cooking!" She let herself be kissed on her neck. "That's just making a fish sandwich from leftovers. I need a tomato."

"Yes, Ma'am. Shall I slice it?"

"That'd be perfect."

Barbara put the fish, which she had plucked to pieces, together with some remoulade onto two toasts, sprinkled it with lettuce leaves, spread several splashes of brown sauce over it and finally topped it with the tomato pieces Tommy had handed her. She covered everything with the second slice of toast.

"Voilà - a perfect sandwich." She gave him one. "And the un-soaked chips could be re-heated in the oven."

"You're not serious."

"I am. But they're not overly tasty then."

Tommy chuckled. "Oh, mmmh... that's delicious!"

"Of course." Barbara leant against the kitchen table and mischievously smiling she bit into her own fish sandwich. Tommy perched against the worktop. With amused winks they ate in silence.

Eventually Barbara yawned.

"Should we go to bed and... have some proper sleep?" Tommy offered while he put away their plates.

"I suppose it'd be the best." Barbara sighed. "We have to get back to our case tomorrow."

"Unfortunately yes." Tommy nodded. "We'll stop by at your flat in the morning. You'd need other clothes I suppose."

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