Marvel/Actor Stories

Wrong Number pt. 4

Smut warning: oral and hands only.

His smile spread even wider, "Hey, sweetheart."

I blushed but the anxious feeling subsided. He was really here. "Hi, Seb."

With caution he came over closer to me. He was moving slowly as his arms opened, and we sort of just eased into each others arms.

I rested my face on his chest, he let out a deep sigh of relief. It was like I fit perfectly. His chest was firm from his muscles, and warm.

"I'm glad you're here, baby." His words warmed my entire body.

"Me too." I whispered, barely loud enough that he could hear it. But he rubbed up and down my back, still easing me further into him.

I pulled back enough to look up at his face. He smiled and I felt the draw to kiss him but hesitated. He pushed my hair back like he was studying my face, "How was your flight?"

I shrugged, "Good. Short."

"I'm glad you didn't run off. You're amazing for staying," He told me sweetly.

Then the pull couldn't be ignored. I leaned up, closing my eyes as I kissed him. He pulled my body tighter to him with a soft moan. It was even better than I had pictured.

His lips were soft, and he moved firmly and in control. Just like I wanted.

He broke the kiss for a moment and smiled. He took my face in his hands and kissed me more deeply, angling his head and drawing me in.

This granted him a whimper of submission from deep within me. I was ready to give him whatever he wanted as our tongues met and danced.

"Fuck, sweetheart." He said breathlessly. His forehead coming to rest on mine. This felt very intimate.

"I know babe." I whispered back, loving the feeling of 'babe' coming off my tongue.

He chuckled an exhale of a deep breath then admitted, "We have to slow down. I have a plan. And jumping into taking you right now is going to squash those ideas."

I giggled, to which he groaned and kissed my neck sloppily.

He mumbled against my skin, "I can't believe you're really here, baby. My sweet girl is finally here in my arms. That's all I've wanted for months now."

"Me too. I'm glad you asked me to come." I had to agree. I've wanted this at least just as long as he has, possibly longer.

His grin was huge, "Not as glad as I am that you agreed. God I'm so happy." He kissed me one more time then pulled back and took my hands into his, "Let's just sit and talk some, baby."

We moved to his couch and got comfortable. It felt like breathing to fall into conversation. He had my whole body relaxing with his presence and subtle touches.

He was falling asleep cuddled up to me on the couch after we ate and talked for a while in our pajamas. I smiled, tracing my fingers over his jaw.

I nervously kissed him softly. His lips curved into that adorable sleepy smile as I pulled back.

"We should get you off to bed, babe. You had a long day and have more to do tomorrow." I said softly, though I didn't really want to move.

He pouted and nuzzled into my neck, "But I'm comfy right here. I just finally got you. A few hours isn't even close to enough."

I love that he will say the same kind of cute and sweet things in person that he did while texting. I've had boyfriends before that it was not the case. They were pros at texting cute things but said it was weird or too cutesy to say it to my face.