"Don't disturb this groove."

[surgeonshands]

Who: Dave Tynan, Aimee Gordon and - by sheer bad luck - big brotherly interruptions by Joe Gordon (posting order)
What: That awkward moment when everything is awkward
Where: Aimee's apartment, NYC
When: The evening in the wake of Joe's elevator faux pas

It was by some awesome luck that Dave and Aimee had scored another night of simultaneously, and this time, actually both had the next day off. It meant they were never not going to have another date night, because there was no denying that things were getting pretty on the serious side between them and they were in that haze of just wanting to spend as much time together as possible. And the sex was out of this world. They hadn't jumped into bed together on the first date or anything. In fact, this was their one month anniversary of them meeting, to date, and it they had really only started sleeping with each other two weeks ago, give or take. Their first time was a night Dave was sure he would never forget. There was no alcohol involved because he didn't drink, and even though he knew he had some pretty heavy topics of conversation he needed to bring up with Aimee in the very near future, their schedules meant dates hadn't been as often as they wanted, so coffee or lunch breaks together on the job were mostly it. It also meant that when they did have a proper date night away from work, they were making up for lost time as soon as things kicked off.

In fact, unlike their first time, which had been slow and sensual a lot of getting to know each other intimately, as soon as Dave arrived at Aimee's door with a bunch of beautiful orchids for her, she had pretty much pounced on him and clothing had been unceremoniously discarded on the path up the hall from the apartment door to her bedroom. The only pause in proceedings was to located a condom and hastily get it on, and now they were sitting in the middle of the bed in a messy of sheets around them, Aimee in his lap as they made love with pretty much reckless abandonment. There was no one else existing in the world at that point for them, and Dave's fingers were threaded through the back of Aimee's long, dark hair as they moved together with their lips locked in a heated kiss. If ever there was a perfect way to unwind after a hectic shift at work, it was this. "Mm, baby, you're so beautiful..." he murmured to her breathlessly when the kiss broke and he kissed down her throat to suck at her pulse point, pretty sure he could drown in the gorgeous scent of her favourite perfume.

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Aimee had been counting down the minutes to this point, and yes, by the time Dave actually arrived at her apartment, she was riled up and horny that she didn't want to wait until after dinner to get to the sex. They could just have more sex after dinner, right? She had no other plans for the rest of the night or the following day, and she hoped it would be a whole lot of this, this, and more of this filling the hours. She was pretty sure that Haley was behind the fact her and Dave's schedules were conveniently matching right now. Haley was a true romantic, and one of the biggest fans Aimee had known of true love and finding the perfect match. She had found it with her husband, so he seemed to have a bit of a cupid streak, albeit a devious one. When Aimee had confessed to her boss - and unable to stifle an actual giggle during the conversation - that she and Dave had started dating, Aimee's rosters seemed to more and more coincide with when Dave was scheduled down time. Haley knew Dave from working at the hospital and sharing the OR when Haley performed C-Sections. And Aimee was more than grateful and had made a mental note to not only call Haley out on her antics, but desperately thank her for them too.

Aimee was pretty sure she had never felt this much passion. She had dated in the past, for sure. Of course, it had all ended badly too. But Dave had this way of drawing out a hunger for intimacy in her that she didn't realise she had. She had previously been reserved about sex and not all that spontaneous, but Dave actually had her being louder than she ever had been, and she didn't care either. Her legs were wrapped around his lower back as she rocked in a smooth rhythm with him, head dropping back a little as she basked in the feeling of his fingers stroking through her hair and his lips moving from her mouth to her throat. Lips that had accompanied a tongue in some very delicious orals skills as foreplay. She was just started to get right into it, feeling that climax building inside her and gripping hold of him as they began to move faster together.

And that was when she heard not only her apartment door bell go off, but also accompanied by a loud and insistent banging that was enough for her to lose her concentration. "Shit," she cussed in a breathless huff. She waited for the rude intruder to take a hint and piss off, but the knocking only got more insistent. "Shit, it might be something important. I should get it. In case something has happened to Joe or Mom," she moaned, something she was always hyper-aware of because they were all she really had for family. "Hold that thought?" she requested apologetically and moved off him, brushing a kiss over his lips to emphasise the apology.