TILL DEATH DO US PART {COMPLETED}

What's next?

Narrator's POV
The next day Roman and Charlotte leave early in order to meet up with work while Becky and Seth sleep in late because Charlotte somehow managed to convince Vince to give them a three months long break.

Before Roman and Charlotte leave, they come into Seth and Becky's room to inform them that they were heading out but when they see how peaceful Seth and Becky look they decide to leave a note instead.

For a moment Roman and Charlotte just stand beside Seth and Becky's bed, watching them with the smile of proud parents on their face, holding onto each other. They eventually leave when time forces them to.

Becky wakes up before Seth later on in the day. She considers but decides against waking Seth up.

Instead she goes through her normal work out routine, has a hot, long and comfortable bath, washes and combs her hair.

As she steps out of the bathroom and into the bedroom, strong hands grip onto her waist, use their free hand to pack her hair to the back and rest their head on her shoulder.
Her heart beat seizes for a moment.

It's Seth!

" I've seen you walking out of the bathroom, your towel a little above your knee... Though I'd prefer you with no towel at all... " Seth begins in a husky voice, whispering the last part and sending shivers down her spine.

" Your hair is still wet and sticking to your skin and you smell like strawberry" he continues, prolonging the last part as he inhales her scent, turning her around so that she's facing him, he once more places his hand on her waist and pulls her close.

" So what's next?" He whisphers, sounding like a little child scheming something mischievous and he adds a bonus by rushing his words.
" First of all, you go have your bath, brush because your breath stinks and then come down for breakfast" Becky orders, forcing herself to regain composure as she steps out of Seth's arms.

" You know my breath doesn't stink and the only food I'm in the mood for is some good whipped cream" Seth says suggestively, all the hairs on her skin rise in arousal and she blushes in arousal.

" Your breath stinks, Seth" Becky finally says, purposely avoiding the whipped cream part.

After much persuasion, Becky finally admits the truth which is that Seth is indeed a morning person, but he in turn doesn't shake on his earlier question.

Just when Becky thinks he let his guard down and tries to leave the room, Seth steps in front of her causing her to loose balance and trip, almost falling but Seth catches her in time.

They stay in that position, his hair tips touching her, his hands on her waist the only thing keeping her from falling, he looks into her eyes and ceases to breathe because all he sees is...perfection, perfect flaws, perfect strengths and weaknesses, perfect scars.

Neither of them dares to break the eye contact, too lost in the others eyes. There's absolute silence but they communicate in a language only understood by them.

Seth without breaking eye contact leans in to kiss Becky, when their lips meet the whole world stops.

The kiss grows deeper and deeper, wanting more, exploring, demanding and satisfying. Seth's lips move from her lips to collar bone, sucking like his life depends on it, earning moans from Becky as she buries her fingers in his hair.

His hands wander all over her face, wanting more after sometime his hands go lower and find the knot of her towel, he's about to tug it off but Becky stops him. The lust in her eyes clearing to reveal fear.

" What's wrong love?" Seth asks, genuinely concerned.
" I'm just... Not ready" she mutters, slightly embarrassed and flustered.

Sensing her change in mood, Seth comforts her saying " Don't worry love, one day at a time, gosh we have the rest of our lives to spend together so what's the rush? "

Becky almost immediately becomes gloomy but manages to smile even though she feels like someone just wrenched her heart out.

Seth notices something's amiss because when he pulls her in for a hug, she hugs him a little too tight and let's go reluctantly.

That somehow makes him feel like she's trying to let go of him for good. Not that he'd ever let her do that even if he lost his both hands and legs, he would find a way to run after her.

Little does he know that he's tempting fate.

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