Hold On

Battle of the Heart

"Ok now take a deep breath in..." The Doctor held the cold metal of the stethoscope against my chest as I breathed as deep as I could before a dry cough overtook my body and I fumbled for something to hold on to, luckily finding Sebastian's hand. He rubbed his thumb across my palm as the Doctor stood back and gave us a little room before speaking again "You're severely dehydrated, and I don't feel comfortable letting you leave until we keep you at least long enough to get you some fluids, maybe run a few more tests..." He kept talking, more details of what they would be doing, and I nodded along, occasionally adjusting my grip on Sebastian's hand as he leaned against the edge of the bed next to me "I'll send a nurse in a few minutes, and she'll take you to a different room... so we can get started. Everything's going to be alright..."
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Roughly 8 or so hours later, I was given the ok to go home, and as I lay curled up on my couch, Sebastian's head resting on my chest as he slowly drifted off to sleep, I couldn't resist carefully running my fingers through his long hair, eliciting a soft moan from him as he nuzzled even closer to me "Seb?"

"Mhmmm?" He mumbled against me, again adjusting his weight so he could look up at me, with his perfect, albeit very tired looking, bright blue eyes.

"Thank you, for everything..." I trailed off, as Sebastian lifted himself off of me, his hands supporting his weight on either side of my head. His tongue slowly raked across his lips, and then they were suddenly against my own, softly moving up to my forehead for a brief moment before he pulled away.

"Doll... I can't even begin to explain how much I care about you... how beautiful I think you are..." His right hand moved underneath the edge of my shirt, and any response I had was muffled when his lips met mine, my hands moving quickly to the back of his head as I tried to pull him closer to me "God... you're... so perfect." Sebastian slipped my shirt the rest of the way off, his palms were cool against my skin and I shifted underneath him, my hands still wrapped around his neck, my fingers entangled in his hair "Do you want to do this?" I bit my bottom lip, my eyes slowly wandering over his toned physique until they landed on his still questioning gaze "Nat? I'll stop if you want me to..."
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As I lay in my bed, Sebastian cuddled up behind me with his arm across my lower torso, I was finally happy. Everything about last night had been so perfect. The way he'd been so gentle with me, as he lifted me off the couch, my legs wrapping around his waist as he moved us both to my bedroom. The way he hadn't really said anything during, save for when he softly muttered my name over and over into the skin of my neck as he slowly moved in me, and then finished as my fingers dug into his strong arms, leaving bright red marks before my hands fell back against the sweaty sheets...

"Hey..." Sebastian's breath was warm against the back of my neck and I felt a shiver run over my entire body before I turned myself over to look at him "So, last night was..." he paused, wetting his lips and then running his fingers through his messy hair.

"Incredible..." I had interrupted him, a smirk crossing over his face before he leaned towards me and softly kissed my forehead. My eyes closed as I reveled in the moment. The moment that seemed even more perfect than everything that had happened last night "Seb... I need to get ready for work..." I moved to get out of the bed, and he instantly put his arms around me and held me in place, nuzzling himself into my neck, his scruffy chin rubbing against me "Sebastian..." I failed to hold back a giggle, instead resigning to letting him hold me for a little bit longer "I guess I can be a little late..."
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"You know... Joe said he'd give you a job on set... the makeup and costume department needs help right now... plus you'd get to see me more often." I finished filling up my coffee cup and turned to where Sebastian was sitting at the breakfast bar picking at a few pieces of toast and I placed my dirty dishes in the sink before walking towards him, reaching my hand up, softly running my fingers through his hair "What do you think?" His voice was barely a whisper, as he leaned into my touch and closed his eyes.
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