affluenza (1.) | ✔️

Nothing Else

       I FELT AS if I'd blushed enough for a lifetime and yet, the familiar warmth reaches my cheeks just as always. "Lucky guess," I mutter and Sebastian's grin just grows wider.

        "Lucky guess?" he repeats, tone teasing.

        I make a face at him. "You're killing my buzz, Grey."

        Sebastian laughs, leaning down and kissing my neck slowly. "How's your buzz now?" he asks, opening his mouth and sucking on the skin instead.

        I hiss lowly, tilting my head back and shutting my eyes. "Buzzing."

        Sebastian laughs into my skin before moving to a different portion of my neck, right on top of my Adam's Apple. His fingers skillfully pull down my shorts and somewhere in my muddled brain I realize that I'm completely naked underneath him. "Yours too," I mumble sounding completely out of breath and entirely at his mercy.

        Sebastian chuckles again but pretty soon I hear the sound of something hitting the floor. My eyes flutter open and I look down and see all of him. My heart begins to beat rapidly in my chest, so loud I'm sure he can hear it. "Breathe," he reminds me and I let out a shaky breath. Sebastian continues to kiss my neck but soon his lips trail down my chest, to my stomach, and right down to my hips. He presses kisses against the insides of my thighs and a low moan leaves my mouth. This wasn't sex. This was so much more.

        "Wait," I mumble and his eyes are up on me in an instant. It takes all of my strength to have him stop whatever he was planning to do to me. "What about you? It's your turn."

         Sebastian smiles mockingly, his cheeks flushed. "We're not exactly playing chess here. There are no turns."

        I shake my head, mostly to clear the lust from it. "I want to do something for you. Please let me."

        Sebastian raises slowly as we switch positions, allowing me to take the spot he had been in before. My hands fall onto him just as he held onto me in the car, slowly working my way up and down him. Sebastian's chest rises and falls as I move, his hands on either side of both of our bodies as soft noises leave his mouth. When I take him into my mouth, the noise he makes sends a shiver down my spine. I can't help but glance up at him, his red lips and messy hair. He's looking down directly at me and as our eyes connect I realize how much I loved him. Too much. It was all consuming, ruinous, even. But I loved him.

        He guides me as I continue, giving me small instructions in between moans and gasps. It's not long before he finishes and there's something so vulnerable about the moment that I feel the strangest urge to cry. But then I'm back up in his arms and he's kissing me with so much passion I can feel myself falling and falling and falling.

        There's a moment when his lips slow against mine and I can feel his shallow breaths against my face. I peel open my eyes to find his own squeezed shut, reaching up slowly and wiping a piece of hair away from his face. "Sebastian?" I whisper softly. "We can stop."