Preath Oneshots

Like What You See?

A/N: So I'm currently working on another request, this is just something I wrote at the end of my maths test on my phone.

Modern AU- Tobin's POV:

Do you want a lift home?' I asked rolling down the window of my small but spacious enough Holden.

'It's not that far, I'll be okay,' My dark haired target responded.

'It's pouring down rain, come on,' I replied.

'I don't have my keys anyway, I'm fine,' she replied, rain rolling down her face.

'Explain that too me in the car,' I persisted.

'Okay, fine, you win Tobin,' she answered dragging herself towards my car.

'Thank you, I'm worried about you, it's too cold out here,' I told her. 'So about this keys business?' I asked.

'I can't find them, and the locksmith is closed until Monday, so I was going to find a motel or something,' she shrugged.

'Christen, just you know, if it doesn't kill you, you can stay with me until the lock unlocker guy comes back,' I told my co-worker. We worked together at a sports retail store, she had a background in college soccer, I had played professional league for a while until my knee decided to give up on me. We got along fairly well, and she seemed too have warmed up to me over the past few months we had worked together.

'I don't want to be a burden, and "lock unlocker?" That's new,' she laughed at me.

'I didn't know what to call it,' I laughed back. 'I enjoy your company, and I live alone so, you won't be a burden at all,' I reply as I start to drive again.

'Okay, only if your sure though,' she answered. I nodded in affirmation, maybe a little too hastily. We spent the last ten minutes of the drive to my apartment talking about work, soccer and just anything we felt like really. She was good at keeping a conversation, something I really liked about her. She was one of those people that always made you feel like you where home, or maybe I just felt like that around her; I'm not sure.

When I had pulled into the driveway and parked the car we made our way up to my building. It wasn't a big place, but it was home and I loved it.

'Do you want something else to wear, you're a little wet,' I asked.

'If you don't mind,' she replied.

'It'd be my pleasure,' I smiled. I handed her a pair of sweats and one of my Nike shirts to wear, they were a little big but I'm sure it wouldn't matter. 'I'll be downstairs,' I told her as she walked into the bathroom adjacent from me, neglecting the door. She probably assumed I had walked off already. She lowered her wet work pants showing her almost bare bottom figure.

Stop this Tobin before you get yourself caught

This isn't healthy, I shouldn't be looking at her like this, has hard as I tried my eyes would just not look away. Her shirt came off next, revealing her extremely fit midsection, each breath caused her abs to contract. I crossed my legs in an urgent need to stop the tingly feeling from spreading.

'I can see you staring miss Heath, like what you see?,' her taunting voice asked from the bathroom.

'What, no I was uh just coming upstairs to get something from my room,' I lied.

'I can see you in the mirror Tobs, so I'll ask again, do you like what you see?' She asked, not sternly, almost playfully.

'I uh, okay yes,' I sputtered.

'What's going through your head?' She returned, a playful smirk gracing her face.

'How you'd look pressed against my bathroom wall,' I admitted.

'Come and find out,' she taunted, the smirk never leaving her face.

I didn't need to be told twice, as if drawn by a gravitational pull I made my way towards her. In one swift motion her bare skin was pressed against the cool tiled wall. 'It looks good,' I husked softly.

'Make it worth your time,' she whispered pulling my hips into hers.

'Not so fast, I'm in control here,' I told her, pinning her hands above her head against the wall. Goosebumps rose on her neck as I ghosted over it, my lips barely above her skin.

'Are you just going to tease?' She asked, letting out a breath I wasn't aware she was holding.

'That depends, do you want me too,' I asked seductively kissing the soft spot under her ear.

'As much as I love it, it's driving me insane right now,' she whimpered softy. I grinned at her response, the more eager she was, the less she would regret this afterwards, hopefully.

'I can't do this...' I said out of nowhere, taking half a step backwards.

'Why not?' She asked, raising her right eyebrow.

'I don't want to ruin what we have already, you're a great friend and I do...kinda like you, but I don't want to ruin anything,' I explained, looking at my feet the entire time.

'It won't ruin anything Tobs, but if it helps we can take things slowly to start with,' she told me, taking my hands in her own.

'I'd like that,' I admitted shyly.

'You weren't so shy two minutes ago,' she smirked playfully.

'I don't know what came over me, it was insane,' I said, still partially shocked at myself.

'I was feeling it too, don't worry, but if you don't mind, I'd really like to kiss you now,' she replied in a soft voice.

'I thought you'd never ask,' I grinned before closing the small gap between us. I threw my arms around her neck while she placed hers on my hips, our lips met half way. It was the best thing I'd ever done, it just felt so right.

That was five years ago today, we live together now with two dogs in our own home in Chicago. Christen had gotten back into competitive soccer big time, she had a contract with Chicago now and had played for the USWNT a couple of times this year. I couldn't ever return to the sport due to injuries, but I attended every one of Chris's games and worked as physiotherapist for the Chicago team.

I planned on marrying her this year, I wasn't sure when I'd ask, but I knew I wanted to do it. I was always surprised after our first encounter in my old apartment building that we lasted. I thought after a month we'd just go our separate ways; I'm so glad we didn't.