Lewis

"Blow the cobwebs?"

At Laura's nod I smile and move closer to her. Her hand goes for my arm and I cock my elbow so she can loop her arm through. We start walking away from the funeral of Ligia Willard. This whole case has been a horrific tromp through Laura's past and has tried our friendship. I value our friendship and we almost lost it due to procedure and a perceived lack of trust. The memory of her scream makes me shiver and I draw her closer to me.

"What? What's wrong?" She asks me quietly.

"I was just thinking"

"What of?

"Of how we first met and I nearly ended up in a grave meself."

Laura comes up short and turns to look at me.

I sigh through my nose; "Wytham woods, Cathy Michaels shot her husband with a shotgun" I swallow as the memories come back, "shot him right in front of me. Told me to put him in the back of a land rover and made me drive into the forest. I had to dig his grave and put in his body. She then aimed at me and told me to turn around. If Morse hadn't shown up…"

Hobson

I had forgotten about Wytham woods. I called Morse "Mouse" and met the detective inspector and his Sergeant. I had read that there had been an incident involving an officer but I didn't put it together with Robbie.

"What scared me the most was the first shovelful of dirt, I knew then that I was going to die. I then heard you but it didn't register, still didn't register when James jumped in with me." I can't look at him while I recount what happened, if I do I'm sure I'll cry.

When fingers touch my face I look up and see Robbie, truly see him. When his lips cover mine I truly know him.

Lewis

Her telling me of her fear makes me want to hold her its then that it hits me that I love her. Running on pure instinct I trace her face before kissing her lips.

I never thought this would ever happen! I had dreamed of it, planned on it with our Fairy Queen weekend but when a murder popped up I had nearly abandoned all hope. I had tried dropping hints with the loneliness subject of Mastermind but that did not go over well. These stray thoughts are interrupted when I feel the probing of his tongue against my lips. I let him in.

I properly kissing Laura now and I'm starting to feel something felt rarely during my waking hours—arousal. I've had me fair share of kinky dreams some involving Laura but I never consciously used her in that way. Someone passing us coughs and I come to the crashing realization that we're in public. I tear my mouth away from hers. We're both breathing hard. Innocent has cleared us both for the day to attend the funeral and I want nothing more than to take Laura Hobson home—to my bed.

However, Alec Pickman was right I do have to ask women if they would like to be kissed or for other things.

"Laura, I want…would you like." I haven't been this lost for words in a long time. Val was used to my stammering about sex.

Hobson

I know what Robbie is asking and I also know the tremendous strain it is putting on him to even try to ask. I take pity on him.

"Yes" is my simple answer.

He answers me with a grin that makes him look 15 years younger. He takes my hand and we walk back the way we came towards his car.

Ever the gentleman he opens my door for me and I get into his vehicle. There are no words as he turns the ignition, puts the car into gear and drives towards the main road. I notice the route he is taking and breath a sigh of relief. He's taking me to his flat not my house. I haven't felt safe there since being taken by those twins.

The scenery blurs by and soon we are at his flat. I run my hand down his back and it breaks his concentration, he doesn't seem to be able to put the key in the lock.

"bugger" is his mutter and I remove my hand so he can open the door. When it is open he tugs on my arm and before I know it I'm being pressed up against the door. His solid body pressing against mine in all the right places.

Lewis

Christ, this feels good! With a pang I remember the last time I ever made love and that was with Val and it didn't feel like this! I shove those memories aside and focus on the woman in my arms. My hands have been at her waist but I maneuver them insider her wool trench and move them up. I feel her ribcage and in between kisses I slowly sweep them up towards her breasts. When my left hand makes contact she mewls. She actually bloody mewls!

Her hands have not been idle either tracing something on me back. I turn her around and begin moving towards my bedroom. She's like a dancer moving backwards not bumping into anything. Me on the other hand I've just rammed me thigh into a small bookcase but I don't care. In fact the injury makes me move faster and soon we're at me bed.

Hobson

I sit down on the edge of Robbie's bed it has a unique feel to it.

"Orthopedic mattress." He says raising his eyebrows.

I grab the closest thing I can which happens to be his belt and he pitches forward and joins be on the bed. I kiss him and he returns them hungrily and I wonder how long it has been since he has been intimate with anyone. I hear a whisper and realize it's my trench coat hitting the floor. His hand is now inside the top part of my dress, the sensation making me dizzy and I throw my head back. In quick order my dress, bra and other bits of clothing join the heavy wool coat on the floor. Not to be outdone I yank on his tie and between the two of us soon his clothes join mine on the floor.

His large arms securely anchor me to him and when my chest meets his I inhale sharply.

Lewis

Lovely. Everything about Laura is lovely, her flesh, her scent…everything. The smooth skin of her thigh is rubbing against my cock and I forget how to breathe.

"It's been so long," I groan into her shoulder and she answers by sinking her teeth into my shoulder. The pain is actually a good thing; it stops me from coming right then and there! Her legs have wrapped around one of mine and I can feel that she is wet. My left hand trails down her side and it's with some brainpower that I realize that I've kept me watch on. I file that tidbit under "unimportant" and bring my hand lower but I still have to ask. "let me?"

She nods and I easily slip one then two fingers inside easing them out before returning. My thumb circles her clit all the while my eyes are locked onto her face. Her head is thrown back and I see the delicate yet strong tendons in her neck flex as she gulps for air. I intensify my strokes feeling the beginnings of her orgasm. One of her hands roughly anchors into my hair and I watch her with interest. At this moment nothing matters except her I couldn't care less if Newcastle were scoring goal after goal.

"Robbie!" Is her yelp as she stiffens in my arms and I can't help but hiss, "Yes."

It takes a few moments for her to stop shaking, I simply hold her in bloody awe. When she stills I move over her and I'm pretty sure I don't have to ask. As a matter of fact she spreads her legs further and I move between them.

While it has been more than a few years I still remember what to do and I move forward to nudge against her.

Hobson

If I thought kissing Robbie was a dream then what we're doing at this moment is one of my most wild fantasies come true. I can feel his erection pressing against an area of my body that I thought was to lie dormant for the rest of my life. Couple that with the sensation of the flat face of watch brushing against my skin has my head spinning. From my medical background I know that he is feeling the full force of arousal. His eyes have dilated so they are nearly black and his breathing has increased. The rest of my diagnosis leaves my brain as he slips inside.

Lewis

Bloody glorious! Heat, warm and smooth surrounds me. I attack her neck with kisses as my hips begin to move. I feel Laura's legs tighten around my back and I know I can never live without having that feeling. I move my mouth from her neck to her shoulder and proceed to give her a bite to match mine. Her legs tighten even more which increases the tingling in my back. I'm going to come.

Hobson

Robbie is holding me close and his thrusts have increased in force and speed. All to soon his rhythm falters and he cries out. He falls forward on me and stills.

"Sorry, sorry." He pants

Panic grips me, "sorry for what?"

"Squashing you," He mutters.

I laugh at his words and also in relief. I run my hand through his sweat damp hair, "It's all right."

Between the two of us we manage to turn onto our sides. Robbie is ever possessive and wraps his arm around me holding me flush against him. Soon we fall asleep; the first real sleep both of us has had in awhile.

Lewis

Something is rattling away. It takes me a moment to realize that its me bloody mobile vibrating and spinning on the bedside table. I blindly grope for it and answer it, "Yeah?"

"Sir, it's Hathaway. Are you not coming to the Trout?"

"Trout?" I echo.

"Yeah, we were all going to meet at the pub. Were you asleep? Do you know where Doctor Hobson is?"

"Can you stop with the bloody interrogation? Yes I was asleep, and yes I know where Laura is, she's with me."

"Asleep?" Asks the tinny voice. Beside me Laura stirs and I mouth, "James" and she just grins.

"Well now she's awake."

Hathaway

I have a finger shoved in one ear to drown out the pub noise. I think I have just heard that Dr. Hobson is with my boss asleep but it doesn't make sense. I hear an unmistakable feminine voice in the background. "Do you want to go to the pub or stay in bed with me?"

I never hear Lewis' answer for the phone goes dead. I get another pint and after an hour I know which choice he made.