Time
Once the night wound down and everyone had their share of beers, the group talked out in the parking lot for another 30 minutes before disbanding and returning to their respective homes. It felt really weird going home from a bar and drinking without Chris.
You had only drank enough to get a little buzzed and giggly during the course of the night. When you and Sebastian were leaving, said buzz was already waning. You were actually pretty glad you decided to take it easy this time, considering that you still habored a bit of guilt and shame for what you did to Chris the last time you had drank.
Once you and Sebastian reached the car, he opened the door for you. You just stood next to him, looking up at him affectionately. He grinned, "What?"
You shifted to stand between him and the car, facing him, your eyes were soft and you gave him a modest smile, "You sure now how to embarrass a girl."
He huffed out a laugh, tilting his head, his eyes flitting up and to the right while he shifted his weight from one foot to the other. He took a small step forward and rested his hands on your waist, "Sorry, doll. I didn't mean to embarrass you, but it was still fun." He gave you a quick kiss as you started to put your arms around his neck.
When he pulled away, you pulled him back to you and he moved towards you again to oblige your wordless request. "But you also really know how to make a girl feel special." You kissed him slow and soft and when your lips left his, he lingered where he was, taking a moment more than you to open his eyes.
"It's easy when she's already special and the only one you see...", he tilted his head and raised his eyebrows, "And unnaturally hot."
You laughed softly and looked at him with doe eyes, then he kissed your forehead. You got in the car and he closed your door. Once he got in, he backed out of the parking space, shifted into drive, took your hand and kissed it, "Mine.", he smiled.
You returned his sweet smile and nodded, "Yours."
His hand came to rest on your thigh, still holding yours as he drove home.
When you both came in the front door, Seb lead you in with a hand on the small of your back before he stepped in behind you. You walked to you room as Sebastian set his keys on one of the hooks and moved to the fridge. "I'm glad that Chris and Sharon came tonight.", you called out as you kicked off your shoes and moved to your dresser.
Sebastian entered the room as you turned, tossing your pajamas on the foot of the bed. He had a bottle of water to his lips, chugging it halfway down before handing it to you. You took a long drink as he spoke, "Yeah, me too. I've been worried about him. He looks like he's getting to a good place now and I've talked to him several times this week."
You handed him the water back and he finished it off as you spoke, "You think he'll ever come back?"
He took a deep breath and shook his tilted head as he cocked an eyebrow, tossing the bottle in your trash can, "I honestly don't know. I sure as hell hope he doesn't feel like he can't."
You sighed and nodded, "Yeah." You paused. "Well, I'm gonna change for bed."
"Okay, baby.", he took a step closer, put an arm around your shoulders and kissed your head, "Me too.", he turned and took a step away before turning back and coming up behind you to hold you around your middle, his chin resting on your shoulder, "Can I make a request?"
You chuckled, "Okay."
He moved your hair away from your neck then returned his arm to your waist, "Would you please wear one of my shirts?" He kissed the base of your neck softly. "I've been picturing you in one of my shirts for as long as I can remember. I'd love to see it in real life, not just in my head."
You felt a flutter in your stomach and smiled, turning your head just until it touched his, "I would love that."
"Awesome," he kissed your head again, "I'll go get it." He headed for his room and you went into the bathroom to brush your teeth.
You bent over the sink to spit and cup a handful of water into your mouth to rinse and spit again. When you straightened and started rinsing your toothbrush, you saw Sebastian in the doorway behind you in the mirror, holding a navy blue shirt up in his grasp.
Your eyebrows raised as put your toothbrush in the holder and wiped your hands and face on the hand towel near the sink. You turned and went to him and reached for the shirt, "Is this...", you opened it and held it up in your hands to get a look at it. It was a long sleeved jersey tee. It looked so... big as you held it up. "Oh my God, this is my favorite shirt of yours." You beamed, pulling your hands to your chest, still holding it, "I always thought you looked so good in this."
One corner of his mouth pulled up, "Imagine that." He folded his arms and leaned against the door frame, crossing his ankles and looking you up and down, "I bet you'll look even better in it." He winked. "I'm gonna go get ready for bed. Meet me downstairs?"
"Yes.", you smiled and buried you face in his shirt and smelled it. You took a deep breath in through your nose. As you pulled the shirt away, you dropped your head back, closed your eyes and let out a contented sigh.
Sebastian laughed, "You just keep getting more adorable everyday, doll." You smiled and he took a step towards you to give you a quick kiss, "Don't be too long; we both know what happens when I miss you too much..." He smirked and soon after, disappeared down the stairs.
On his way down he thought about how you had smelled his shirt and seemed so happy for it. It made him feel so wanted and a huge grin crept across his face as he entered his bathroom to brush his own teeth.
You went to your room and changed into the shirt. It came to just below mid-thigh on you. It was quite loose and the ribbed sleeves nearly covered your hands completely. You looked in the mirror on your closet door. Hmm. It's cute. You picked up your pajama shorts off your bed and stepped into one leg and then paused. He stopped wearing shirts to bed to be more comfortable; surely you could stop wearing shorts or pants over your underwear. You stepped back out of the shorts and placed them back on your bed.
When you reached the bottom of the stairs, you could hear Sebastian's TV on in his room. When you stepped in and spoke, he was laying on his back in pajama pants and no shirt, one hand up behind the pillows propped behind his head, eyes glued to a show on the TV which sat on his dresser against the wall across from the foot of his bed. "Well?", you asked holding your hands slightly away from your hips, palms out.
He turned his head to the side, away from the TV, his eyes following a second after.
His eyebrows shot up and he took a deep breath, "Wow. Even better than I imagined." He sat up, scooted to the edge of the bed and sat in front of you, placing his feet on the floor. He pulled you closer and you laid your hands on his shoulders. He looked up at you and hummed, licking his lips. "Adorable. But...", he rested his hands against the outsides of your thighs just below the shirt hem, "Well, we can add another item to the list of things you look fucking sexy in." His thumbs were stroking your skin softly.
You giggled and he watched one of his hands as both of them slowly slid upwards and under the shirt... You sighed... And he kept going... until he reached the crease of your hip.
He looked up to your face quickly, cocking an eyebrow, "Miss, you aren't wearing pajama shorts, are you?"
You bit one side of your lip, smiling coyly and shaking your head.
He groaned in tortured restraint as he removed his hands, wrapped his arms around your middle and rested his forehead against your stomach, "What are you doing to me?"
You smirked even though he couldn't see your face, "I dunno, what am I doing?"
He looked up at you, his lips pressed together at you smart-assed question, "Driving me crazy, that's what you're doing."
He stood quickly, grabbed you on either side of your ribs and he lifted you effortlessly, spun around, put you down on the bed and kneeled on the mattress next to your legs.
He bent down and kissed you, taking his time as he pushed forward with a hand on your back as you moved up toward the headboard. He eased you down onto your back and settled himself beside you, propped on an elbow. You turned your body toward him and clasped your hands together behind his neck to keep his lips locked with yours. You put your leg over his waist. He hummed against your mouth. His hand started at the hem of the shirt again, gliding up softly until he reached the fabric of your underwear on your hip. He slid just his fingertips under the seam and started to move lightly along underneath it, down to your ass.
You let out a soft whimper against his lips in reaction to his touch.
He broke the kiss and rolled away from you onto his back. He rubbed his eyes with the thumb and forefinger of one hand, "I'm sorry."
You got up on your elbow and put your hand on his chest, concerned, "Seb, what's wrong?"
He wiped his face with his hand, "I don't want to go further yet. I mean, I DO want to. God, do I. But-", he sighed as you just listened, waiting for him to get his thought out. He continued as he looked at you and put his hand over yours, "I just don't want to rush things with you. I want to do this right and let us enjoy each new stage we come to before dashing to the next one. And I don't want to rush you either."
You tilted your head sympathetically, "I understand, honey." You were actually still really enjoying everything that you both have been doing since that first kiss. "You wanna just watch TV? Or go to sleep?", you asked.
He nodded, "Yeah- Well, no, but yeah." You both laughed.
You pulled the blankets up from the foot of the bed and laid against his chest and he put his arm around you as he spoke, "I think I'll just watch TV for a bit. You can sleep if you want, doll." He reached over to the night stand and clicked the lamp off. He then turned the volume of the TV down so he could barely hear it and wrapped his now free arm around you as well. He kissed your head, "I'm sorry. Are you sure you're okay with waiting?"
"Yes. You taught me that waiting pays off the first time you kissed me.", you smiled up at him.
He laughed and nodded, "That's right. I did, didn't I?"
"Yes. Holy shit, yes. Yes, you did."
This drew another laugh from him and he kissed your head once more, "You're amazing."
You placed a quick kiss on his neck in return and smiled, "So are you, my Sebby."
You watched the TV for a moment and quickly drifted off.