Between Friends

Sebastian held your hand on his thigh as he drove to the store. You looked at him mischievously as he drove, his eyes on the road.

"I can see you eyeing me like a juicy steak, you know." he removed his hand to assist in his driving.

You moved swiftly to lightly graze his crotch in an upward motion with your fingertips, "Uh-huh.", you smirked.

He jumped a little, "Ugh! Jesus, baby, I'm tryin' to drive." You rested your hand on his thigh again and he turned his head to look at you for a beat, smiling, which rewarded him with a warm smile from you as he continued, "Guess I'm not the only who needs it like crazy."

You chuckled, "That... would be correct." You gave his leg a gentle squeeze and he took your hand again.

"So, uh, my parents wanna come spend some time with us. They would stay in a hotel, but they want to come visit."

"Oh?", you said a little apprehensive. "Do they know about us?"

He chuckled, turning a corner, "Of course."

You looked down at your lap and then your eyes went to him again while you asked quietly, "Do they know about the pregnancy?"

His jaw clenched as he pressed his lips together and glanced at you when he answered, "Yeah." He looked back to the road and stroked your hand with his thumb, "That's actually why they want to come see us. They wanna be here to show their support... At a closer distance... So they can try to make us happy with food and hugging us and junk." He chuckled, which drew a half smile from you.

You were so nervous. You only met them once and they were nice enough, but from what you knew and gathered of them from Seb, especially his mom, that they would frown upon the way that your relationship was and maybe could be in the future. You didn't know if Sebastian wanted to marry you. He's never mentioned anything about it. You didn't know exactly how you felt about it yet either. You hadn't been together very long, not even two months yet. You knew that you both wanted a baby; finding out you were having one and losing it in the same few moments made you both ache for it now. Neither of you even had a chance to feel the joy, before being assaulted by pain and loss. But, he had said 'when we're ready'. That could be in a month, it could be years from now. Neither of you knew when; it was really too early to think about when. You just knew you wanted it... With each other, someday.

Though, they knew what had happened now... And they still wanted to come see you... Both of you. Sebastian did say 'they want to come see us.' Should be okay, right?

"Seb, I'm nervous."

His brows pulled together, "About what, doll?" He glanced at you for a second again.

"I know that they're coming to show support, but somewhere inside me is afraid they aren't really going to be okay with how our relationship is now and maybe even what it might be later.", you bit your lip anxiously as he parked the car.

He pulled his knee up across the seat, turning his body to you and holding your hand in both his. "Look, (Y/N),", he dipped his head and looked at you reassuringly, "If they have a problem with anything between you and I, that's their problem, not ours and especially not yours. And I would always stand up for us, and you, against them if I had to... Any day. But, honestly, if they aren't okay with it already, I think they will be... After seeing us together and how much we take care of and love each other. They aren't that uptight, really. Plus, I'm pretty good at helping my mother see my side of things; being her baby boy and only child.", he winked.

You breathed a small laugh through your nose, giving him a closed mouth smile. You nodded, "Okay. I trust you. I'll relax."

He grinned, "That's my girl." He put a hand at the back of your neck and pulled you to him as he leaned in and kissed your forehead.

Once the last of the barbecue guests had filed out the door, you made yourself a cup of tea while the guys finished cleaning up; you had done all the food prep that day after all, less Chris cooking on the grill.

You sauntered out onto the low back deck and took a seat at the edge of the wood planks, one bare foot pulled up, knee bent up to your chest, the other foot planted on the grass. Having your bare feet touching earth helped you feel level, balanced and grounded again. You did it as much as you could since having your panic attacks. You sipped your warm tea, cupping the mug with both hands. The weather was starting to get a touch cooler in the evenings, so you had put on an oversized cardigan over your fitted tee and shorts.

In the kitchen, Sebastian was rinsing dishes as Chris loaded them into the dishwasher. "You doing okay, bro?", Chris asked, sliding out the bottom rack and placing a mixing bowl in it.

Sebastian nodded, his gaze on his work rinsing, "Yeah. I think so."

"Hey, I know you're probably more worried about her than yourself, Seb.", he gave him a sympathetic expression as he dropped some utensils in the dishwasher basket.

Sebastian pressed his lips together and paused his actions, looking to Chris. He sighed, "I really am. She seems like she's doing better, I just hope she's not pretending for my sake."

"Me too, bro. Me too. But, I'm pretty sure you know her well enough that you could tell if she was."

Sebastian hitched his mouth to one side, "See, that's the thing. I'm not sure I could tell. I'm dealing with my own shit about it and I wonder if that might be getting in the way of reading her, you know?"

Chris titled his head and nodded, "Maybe. But, I can kind of read her too. She seems to be on a good path of working through it now, Seb. Honestly, she'll probably never be over it completely... Maybe you won't either. But you've both got each other to help you through... And you guys are really lucky that you have an awesome guy like me as a friend to be there too." They both chuckled and Chris continued, clapping a hand on Sebastian's shoulder and giving a squeeze, "Seriously though, I'm here for you both; whatever you need."

"I know, Chris. You've been a huge help and support already, thank you."

As Sebastian finished rinsing the last of the soiled dishes, he put the brush in its holder next to the sink. "You got this?", he asked.

"Yep.", Chris answered, bent over, settling platters and plates in a neat row between pegs.

Meanwhile, the sun was just starting to set and you looked up at the sky. Ribbons of whispy clouds streamed across the sky, painted blue, pink and purple by the receding light. Black silhouettes in a flock of birds floated across the sky as you heard their twittering. It made you smile... And you thought about the little one you'd never have a chance to meet. Your eyes were getting a little wet, but not enough to really tear up. You sighed. 'It just wasn't the right time.', you told yourself. You were finally beginning to make peace with it. Maybe that baby that would have come to you will come another time. Just maybe. 'Until we meet again, little one.'

Your thoughts were interrupted by Sebastian coming out the back door and strolling over to you, "Hey, darlin'."

You turned and smiled up at him as he sat beside you, "Hi, honey."

He put his arm around your neck and looked up at the sky, "Wow, that's amazing."

You looked down to see his feet were bare in the grass too. 'Maybe he needs to be grounded like me sometimes and just doesn't realize it.' The thought of another point of synchronicity between the two of you made you feel even more safe and secure with him. "Sure is.", you offered him a sip of your tea.

He took the cup, holding it in the palm of his hand, curling his fingers up around it, "Thank you, baby."

"Uh-huh.", you smiled softly, watching him take a sip and he handed it back to you.

He leaned his head over and touched it to yours for a brief moment before withdrawing it again, "Whatcha' thinkin' about?"

You looked at him lovingly, "That maybe the baby we were going to have just didn't make it because it wasn't the right time... And maybe they'll come back to us."

He pulled up one corner of his mouth and blinked at you slowly, "I like that. Yeah, maybe..." He pulled you closer to him and kissed your head. "You're amazing. You know that?" You smiled slightly as he continued, "You always find a positive way to deal with things. You're a lot stronger than you realize, (Y/N)."

"You're strong too, Seb. I've put you through so much... As a friend and as a boyfriend... And you're always there... Always taking care of me. Thank you."

"This wasn't anything you put me through, don't ever think that. It just happened through no fault of anyone, remember?" You nodded and he continued, "And as for anything else you think you've put me through, I chose to be there and to take care of you. It's what I always want to do.", he lifted your chin slightly and kissed your lips gently. You laid your head on his shoulder and he rested his cheek on it.

Chris was loading the last of the dishes into the dishwasher when he caught a glimpse out the windows of you and Sebastian sitting on the deck when he had kissed you and you put your head on his shoulder. He smiled a little, despite the tugging in his heart. He continued loading dishes. 'They really love each other. They're so perfect for each other.' But he didn't know if he could ever stop wishing that was him; kissing your beautiful lips, holding you close... Smelling your hair... He mentally shook his head.

How on earth was he ever going to get rid of this feeling?! It still haunted him day and night. He didn't think about it near as much as he used to, considering he was with Sharon now. ...but it was still always there, knockin' around in the back of his mind... And deep down in his heart. Especially considering the pain you've been through recently. He wanted to hold you, to comfort you. But it would never be; you were with Seb now. Your voice snapped him back to reality and he felt a little embarrassed; like you were walking in on his thoughts and hearing them, even though he knew you hadn't.

"Hey, Chris,", you approached him, Sebastian in step behind you, "you wanna join us in the hot tub?"

He turned to you, "Oh, I gotta get to Sharon's."

"Come on.", you yanked his arm gently a couple times, urging him. "I heard you say when you'd be there and you've got an hour still."

He chuckled, lifting a corner of his mouth, "Okay,", he raised his hands in defeat, "you got me. I'll go change."

'Shit. Now, I've got to see her in a bathing suit again.', he thought.

"Sweet.", you replied, you and Chris both heading for your respective rooms.

Sebastian headed toward the stairs, but as soon as Chris's door shut, he walked quickly, but stealthily to your room. He opened the door and then shut it gently before walking to you. You were shuffling through your dresser drawer looking for a suit, when Sebastian wrapped his arms around your middle his chin rested on your shoulder and you put your hand to the back of his head, "You need to go get changed, honey.", you said.

"In a second.", he replied as you began moving things around in the drawer again. He spotted red and white stripes and reached for it, pulling it up, "This one."

You took it in your hand, "Why this one?"

"It was the one you wore that night we were home alone all night... Watched a movie, I rubbed your shoulders and we talked in the hot tub for forever... And then you came to sleep with me.", he smiled.

He moved your hair and kissed your neck as you inquired, "You remember the suit I was wearing that night?"

"Hell yes, I do. You blew me away in that. It was damn sexy. I wanted you so bad that night. I even thought about kissing you."

"In the living room?", you turned you head in his direction.

"Mm-hm."

"I knew something was knockin' around in your head then.", you chuckled. "Okay. I'll wear this one."

"Mmm, thank you, baby.", he kissed your neck again and swept his middle finger upwards between your legs, against your shorts.

You let out a loud squeak. He covered your mouth quickly with his free hand and laughed softly, knowing how thin the walls could be in the silence. He whispered, "Shh, quiet, baby." He rubbed four fingers against you for a few more strokes as your head fell back against his shoulder and he removed his hand from your mouth to press you against him. His warm breath was on your neck as you bit your lip and panted quietly at his touch. He ghosted his lips over your skin, then he whispered, "Count down's on, doll."

He halted his motions on your center and gave your ass a good smack, which jolted you and forced a sharp breath from you. He then left with you watching him, aching down below and your mouth hanging open slightly in arousal. He winked before he shut the door behind him.

'Damn you, Stan.'

You changed, put your hair up and came out of your room. Chris had already gone outside to uncover the hot tub. Sebastian was leaning his backside against the island counter waiting for you. He was wearing black swim trunks, his arms and ankles crossed. Seeing all his firm muscles made you sigh and bite your lip.

When he saw you standing there, he pushed off the counter, put his hands on his hips and licked his lips, "Mm-hm. Just like I remember." He pointed his index finger downward and circled it around in a motion telling you to turn.

You lifted your heels, standing on the balls of your feet, hands on your hips and did one full turn, slowly.

He narrowed his eyes for a second and mouthed 'ooh'. He grabbed the two towels off the island he had gotten for you both and walked to you, "Except tonight I get to take it off, unlike last time." He kissed you, smirked and took your hand to lead you outside.

As you both came out the back door, Chris was already in the hot tub. You squealed loudly, "Ooh! It's chilly out here!" You hurried past Sebastian as he and Chris laughed. Chris stood to give you a hand since you would get there before Sebastian and he figured from your reactions that you really weren't going to wait to get in. As he looked up at you to take your hand, his eyes swept over your body quickly, hoping no one noticed while Seb set down the towels. It was hard not to look.

Chris's focus was then on your feet to make sure you had good footing. That's when your own gaze flicked to his build. 'God, he looks great too. Could you imagine both of them-- Stop (Y/N)! God.' Wow. Yeah, you really needed to get laid tonight; your hormones were running away with you.

You sat as Sebastian stepped in next to you and you smiled at Chris, "Thank you."

He lifted a corner of his mouth in a half smile, blinking slowly, "No problem, hon." He then looked to Sebastian, who started speaking.

You twitched one eye in an faint squint for a beat. 'Slow blink...'

"It's not that cold, doll.", Sebastian sat and put an arm around your shoulders, pulling you to him, your hand coming to rest on his knee.

Chris shrugged at Sebastian, "Maybe 10 degrees?"

Sebastian nodded.

"10 degrees is enough to shiver my teetees.", you argued and both the guys threw their heads back, howling with laughter as you giggled.

The three of you talked and laughed for about half an hour. At one point, while you were talking you put your feet up on the circular bench seat, across from you, one of your feet coming to rest barely touching Chris's leg, by chance. Sebastian's eyes were on you as you spoke. You didn't think anything of the accidental contact, but Chris shifted away slightly, looked to the side and swept a finger under his nose quickly. Why is he acting so weird?

Chris's mind wandered from the conversation for a moment as he watched you and Sebastian talk, 'Bad enough that I'm sitting in a hot tub half naked with her... And her boyfriend; my best friend. And now she's touching my leg?'

"I think I'm cooked.", you said.

"Oh boy, okay.", Sebastian said, standing. He was one step closer to being in bed with you. "I'll get your towel, baby doll." He stepped out, grabbed your towel and came to the tub again as you stood and he took your hand, helping you out. He wrapped the big towel around your shoulders and rubbed your arms a few times and kissed your forehead, then reached for his own towel.

Chris was also getting out, got his own towel and started to dry off as you and Sebastian did the same. You had opened you towel, your back to Chris, and started rubbing the towel back and forth across your back while moving it downward. You and Sebastian were talking when Chris's gaze fell on your skin exposed by the low cut back of your suit. He remembered how soft it was when he touched it that day at the park. He imagined sweeping over it lightly with his fingertips, then his lips... and as if he actually had, he saw your delicate skin break out in a wave of goosebumps from the chill of the evening. He took a deep breath.

"Heading to Sharon's now?", you turned and asked him, wrapping your towel around your chest.

"Yeah.", he answered, wrapping his own towel around his waist and following you and Sebastian inside as he thought to himself, 'You gotta stop this, Chris. You're gonna drive yourself fuckin' insane. You have a girlfriend that you really care about and she's wonderful. It's never gonna happen with (Y/N). Let it go...'

You and Sebastian hung out in the kitchen and talked with Chris as he changed in his room and packed a bag to stay at Sharon's. You all said goodnight and Chris left.

As soon as the door shut, Sebastian's gaze went slowly to you, the corners of his mouth pulled up ever so slightly. His eyes were dark and filled with lust and you could feel yourself swell down below in excitement. He could turn you on like a light switch with that look alone.

He wanted to just grab you up, slam you up against the kitchen wall and fuck you until you were sobbing for mercy. He was without you for far too long. He closed the distance between you and rested a hand on your the small of your back, pressing you to him, your hands splayed on his biceps. You could feel against your belly that he was already rock hard. You swallowed harshly and let out a long breath, your lips parted slightly. He put a finger under your chin, tilting it up to give your mouth a passionate, but deliberate kiss, caressing your tongue firmly with his own as he now rested a hand against your jaw and neck. You hummed quietly and he pulled back, putting his forehead to yours. Both your eyes were still closed as he whispered, "I'm coming home, baby."

You felt butterflies in your stomach and also felt yourself getting wet at his words. How could something so sweet also be so damn sexy? He swiftly scooped you up and headed for the basement.

"Um, honey? My room is closer.", you mentioned as he started his descent.

"I know, doll. But, you really shouldn't get pregnant yet. So, on top of your pill, we should also use condoms, which are in my room. Bought them the night we got home."

You sighed, "Good idea.", you kissed his neck softly as he reached the bottom of the stairs. He hummed and kissed you tenderly until he reached the bed. He set you down gently to stand, removed both your towels and set them on the bottom corner of his bed. The only light coming into the room was the faint glow of the bathroom light next to his room that he left on earlier. It's illumination bounced off the family room walls, barely making it into his room.

He reminded himself to pace himself, to not be hurried; he was aching like mad to be inside you. He kissed your lips softly and then your neck while he pulled one of your suit straps down your shoulder slowly. His knuckles grazed your arm as his lips and tongue teased your shoulder. You sighed and his touch glided down your arm to take your hand. He brought it to his mouth and kissed your soft knuckles gently, then turned your palm upwards, kissing it lovingly. He was making you feel like something to be treasured, savored, and it made you want him more.

He pulled both the straps of your suit off your arms, pushing the bunching fabric down over your hips and thighs, letting gravity do the rest. He licked his lips and looked into your eyes long and hard, his hands lightly on either side of your waist his thumbs stroking over your skin. You were completely naked, but in your eyes is what he wanted to see right now. Both of your chests were heaving slightly in anticipation. You reached over and worked your fingers into the waistband of his swim trunks and followed the same actions he had for you. He pressed against you again. You could feel just how excited he was by the small spot of wetness that was now slick on your skin.

He kissed your mouth hungrily as he guided you down onto the bed with a hand at your back, your arms around his neck. You scooted up to lay on the pillows. He hovered over you and helped to move you, his lips keeping contact with yours as he did. He then trailed soft open mouthed kisses down your body, each one punctuated by a small, soft stroke with his tongue against your warm skin. You moaned so softly as you felt your inner walls swell even more in anticipation to have him inside you while you absorbed all the delicious senstations his mouth afforded you. Your neck, shoulder, collarbone... All relaxing under his loving touch as his splayed hand stroked firmly from your ribcage downward as your breath hitched and you sighed.

The two of you were unusually quiet; taking in every touch, every sigh, each soft hum. These moments were deeper than anything you both had shared before and it was slowly escalating. You felt drunk on the way he was loving you now. Your hand found his head and rested on it gently while he kissed your stomach. His hands cradled your hips, almost underneath you as he was now kneeling between your legs. When he reached your lower belly, he nuzzled his nose lightly against it and pressed his lips there slow, soft and long. His lips withdrew, his forehead rested against you and he let out a sharp sigh. It sounded like like sadness, not passion.

"Seb?", you asked just above a whisper, your free hand went to his hand on your hip. "You okay?"

He turned his head, still resting on you as he quietly answered, "Yeah, baby. I'm okay."

'Just finally saying goodbye to our baby.', he thought.

You felt a very small bit of wetness against your skin where he lay his head and you realized he was silently crying. You closed your eyes and whispered, stroking his hair, "It's okay, honey."

He stayed there a few moments to gather himself and then came back up to hover over you, kissing you affectionately, his hand cupping your jaw and his thumb stroking your cheek. He then whispered, "I love you so much, (Y/N). You're my world. I just wanna get lost in you.", he kissed your neck.

"I love you too, Sebastian, with everything I have.", you sighed. "And please, get lost in me. I'm nearly dying for it now.", you chortled quietly.

He huffed out a small chuckle, "Yes ma'am." He moved down you again, dragging his tongue down your body and flicking a nipple with it on the way down, pulling a squeak from you. Strands of his hair teased and tickled you as he moved down. Once he was between your legs, your knees bent, he settled himself on his stomach and went to work on your inner thigh with his lips and tongue, close to your center while his fingertips caressed the outsides of your legs.

Your breath was quickening gradually. He grazed your skin with his teeth in a biting motion and you let out a soft 'ah'. You could feel him smiling against you. When he switched to your other thigh, you felt his hot breath sweep over where you were rapidly getting wet and it made your eyes close and your mouth drop open. As he continued teasing, you whispered, "Sebastian, please, baby. I need it." You rolled your hips slowly, desperate to feel his soft tongue against your warmth.

He hummed and answered your request by spreading your folds with two fingers and licking with the tip of his tongue from bottom to top, agonizingly slow. You sighed deeply. He took his time savoring the taste of you, then planted his mouth on that aching bundle of nerves. He licked over it in lazy circles with his amazingly talented tongue as he moaned against you softly.

It didn't take long for you to start rocking your hips against him, your breath becoming more labored and your moans becoming more intense.

He then inserted two fingers in you, taking his time and pulling a long, low moan from you. He began drawing them in and out slowly as he continued a matching pace on your clit, which he then exposed more by wrapping his arm around your thigh and pulling back on the skin just above where his mouth was with his fingertips. You let out a jagged noise and began to tremble. He was still making the same movements along with the same slow pace, but he could now get to all those sensitive spots on that little button. His fingers were curling inside you, beckoning you closer to bliss.

"Oh, Jesus, Seb.", you groaned out and bit your lip. "Uhn, yes, baby."

He hummed against you and continued as he was. Soon you felt that heat rising up deep inside you, tightening, "You're gonna make me come, baby".

He growled deeply. You got really quiet for a moment, squeezing your eyes shut and taking a handful of his hair in your fist, still rocking against him. The tightness climbed higher and then exploded within you, causing you to cry out.

Sebastian gripped your thigh tight with his muscular arm, coaxing you through your orgasm with the same soft, crawling pace.

You were quivering and panting as you came down from your high. He stroked your thighs and lapped at your folds lovingly with a flat tongue, not wanting to miss a single drop. You moaned as his silky, gentle tongue took you all in.

He pulled away from you, giving your thigh a quick, sloppy kiss before wiping his face with one of the towels on the bed. He threw it to the floor and moved upwards to you, kissing you hard and passionately, humming into your mouth. "I missed tasting you, doll."

You bit your lip and smiled up at him. He leaned over to the side of the bed and got into his nightstand drawer to pull out a condom. You took his hard length in your hand and stroked him a couple times. He let out a short groan and pushed your hand away as he sat back on his knees, opening the small package and spoke as he put the condom on, "Sorry, baby, but I'm already too close. I don't want to take away from any of the time being inside you before I lose it."

You bit your lip again, "Kay."

He lowered himself over you, supporting his weight completely on his elbows and knees. He didn't want to bother your healing incisions or put too much weight on you. He wrapped an arm behind your back as your arms went around his neck and he kissed you softly. With his other hand, he guided himself to your slick entrance. He pushed in just a little and you gasped quietly into his mouth, your body relieved to feel him again. He paused and moaned, his lips still touching yours, "God, I thought I was worked up the first time..." You both chuckled quietly. He knew what you felt like now though, what you're little sounds did to him... And he had waited for that much longer than he had cared to. Of course he was more worked up this time.

He pushed the rest of the way in slowly, letting out a long deep groan. You could feel him pulsing and twitching inside you. You tried to pull the rest of his body to you, "Honey, relax.", you ordered.

"I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't, just move slow."

He let the weight of his hips rest against you as you wrapped your arms around his back and he did the same to you, holding you closer. He began to move inside you, taking his time. He kissed your neck lightly and let out a quiet sigh. His voice was soft, "God, I missed you so much, baby."

You let out you a whimper at his words and his movements, "I missed you too, lover."

You moaned quietly and tilted your head back. He kissed your chin and along your jaw tenderly as he rocked in and out of you, unhurried. He then pulled his head back to look into your eyes when your head fell back to where it had been. His brows were furrowed in restraint, his eyes dark with need in the dim light. Your expression mirrored his and you bit your lip. He bent down to kiss your forehead and then sat back on his heels and pulled you downward to him on the bed, your legs falling open.

He stroked his thumbs over your inner thighs as he bit his lip and watched himself glide out of you, then disappear inside you again to feel your tight warmth. You reached down to rub cirlces on your clit with three fingers and his gaze flitted to your face as he licked his lips. Your eyes and face were soft, your mouth hanging open, panting at him filling you and at your own touch. He groaned at the sight and looked between the two of you again. "Mmm, I love to watch you touch yourself, doll." He felt you start to tighten around him and was fighting the urge to pump into you faster.

He leaned forward over you again. He pinned each of your hands slightly over your head, interlacing his fingers with yours and he continued to move in and out of you with long, languid strokes. You whined when he pulled your hand away from the pleasure you were giving yourself. He whispered against your ear, "I'm not done loving you yet, baby. And if you make yourself come on my cock, I'll lose it for sure." He kissed you soft and slow while you mewled quietly against his mouth, making him groan.

He then wrapped an arm around your back and sat back cross-legged, holding you close. You wrapped your legs around his hips, your arms around his shoulders and neck. He looked up at you as you started rolling your hips up and down on him. You kissed him passionately and increased the pace of your hips slightly. He moaned into your mouth. You broke the kiss and let your head fall back, whimpering. He kissed you neck as you started rolling your hips in different patterns. He held you on either side of your waist, splaying his fingers out as wide as he could to feel all the muscles in your abdomen and back working to please him. His lips were paused against your neck as he sighed and spoke low, "God bless belly dancing. I knew it would be put to good use if I ever got my hands on you."

You chuckled mischievously and hummed, "Mmm, you like that?"

His head was resting against the crook of your neck now, both of you pressed against each other tight, "God, yes... Ungh."

You quickened your pace once again, rocking up and down on him and he gasped. You were rubbing him against you in just the right spot inside causing your moans to come quicker and louder, you were getting close. He was holding you tightly in his arms now, trying to stave off his own orgasm at your tightening. He reached down over your ass to spread you further, opening you to him more. You let out a loud whimper at being able to take him in deeper. He was grunting, then looked into your eyes and growled, "Get there, baby doll. Come for me."

His words and the way he looked at you gave you the push you needed. You grabbed his face and kissed him hard before you threw your head back, your hands gripping his shoulders while you cried out in pleasure. Wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over you while you still rode him. He came as soon as you started to, your walls caving in and pulsing all around him robbed him of any control he was desperately clinging to, "Fuck, baby!" He let out a long groan against your neck and bit you just enough to cause a sliver of pain which made you yelp softly. You held each other tight as you continued to ride the both of you through it.

Once you slowed and stopped, both of you panting hard, you were trying to hold him even closer than was actually possible as you whimpered out, "Oh-ho God, Seb..."

He was kissing gently all over your arm and shoulder, "Holy shit. Maybe we should only ever have sex once a week."

You pulled back away from him, holding onto his shoulder with a scolding expression and squeezed his mouth into a fish face, "You shut your filthy mouth!" Then you kissed him hard and you both laughed.

He got up on his knees and laid you down gently, pulling out of you. He cleaned you gingerly with the towel that was still on the bed. You hummed in appreciation. He stepped onto the floor, removed the condom and dropped in his trash can, then wiped himself down as well.  He gathered up the towels and bathing suits, took a step to take them into the bathroom to hang them when he stopped, swiping at the floor with his foot, "Shit, the carpet's wet now. Didn't think that through."

You huffed out a laugh, "Whoops." You started to get up, "I'll go get another towel to soak it up, it's not that bad is it?" You felt with your foot now as Sebastian answered.

"Nah, it's not bad.", he kissed you quick and left the room.

You turned on the bedside lamp, rifled through his t-shirt drawer and pulled one on. It came to just below your ass. You went upstairs for another towel, grabbing it out of the bathroom cabinet. You then went to your room and put on a pair of underwear. You stopped in the kitchen to grab a couple waters and then opened the freezer when Sebastian came up the stairs in his pajama pants, "What's taking so long, sweets?"

You looked at him, "Oh sorry, I just needed underwear-"

He cut you off, "The hell you say!" He grabbed the towel off the island.

You laughed, "And water, aaaaand...", you pulled out a container. "Ice cream!"

His eyes lit up, "Ah. Excellent." He rounded the island to grab spoons and kiss your brilliant head.

The two of you headed downstairs and Sebastian dropped the towel on the carpet and stepped all over it to soak up the water and took it in the bathroom to hang it with everything else. Then you both watched TV in bed and finished off what had been left in the ice cream container. He turned off the bedside lamp and took the spoons and container upstairs. When he returned he had your toothpaste and toothbrush, held them up for you to see. You took them, thanked him and you both went to brush your teeth. You got back in the bed pulling the blankets over your legs. He crawled in after you as you sat and he then kissed your lips. He laid on his back with his head propped on pillows to watch the TV again. You laid on your side and rested your head and a hand on his bare stomach to watch as well as he started to draw lazy patterns with his fingers on your back and neck, occasionally playing with your hair.

"Love you, baby."

You kissed his stomach and then laid your head back down, "Love you, Sebby."