Eight - * You're making me wet

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"Ah, shit." Holly clenched her hand, grabbing a dishcloth to wrap around it to staunch the flow of blood that had started to drip down her wrist. Holly had been sharpening a knife and slipped cutting her finger. She quickly phoned for a cab; ten minutes later she was on her way to the emergency room, her phone was stuffed at the bottom of her bag, on silent, she couldn't hear the constant phone calls trying to come through.

The cut wasn't too deep, and after finally seeing a doctor after a couple hours of milling about in the ER, Holly was sent home with a light bandage and some stitches.

Finally home, Holly settled on the couch feeling cranky and her hand aching. She fumbled around at the bottom of her bag, upon retrieving her phone she was faced with a handful of missed calls, all from Sebastian. Holly immediately called him back, but it had gone straight to voicemail.

"Hey, it's me. Sorry I didn't pick up, I ah, I had to go to the emergency room. Kinda cut my finger a little. It's okay, fingers still intact." She chuckled at her clumsiness. "Just a couple of stitches. I hope everything is okay with you. Erm. I'll see you soon, I guess when you get home." She hung up, feeling awkward at the message she had left. Sebastian was due home tomorrow. She couldn't wait to see him. Holly stuck on a movie, not finding any motivation to make food. She must have dozed off as she woke to the sounds of someone knocking on her door, the movie long over.

Holly could hear the rain hammering against the windows as she groggily made her way down the hall. "I'm coming. Hold on." She yelled, as whomever it was continued to pound against the wooden door. She's met with the sight of a drenched to the bone Sebastian, bags in tow. His hair clung to his forehead, he looked tired but his eyes were bright when they met hers. Holly practically flung herself into Sebastian's arms, he picked her up as she wrapped her legs around him, their mouths finding each others.

"I missed you." He says against her lips, pulling away slightly to look at her. She smiled back. "I came straight here. What happened? I got your messages when I got off the plane?"

Holly pulled her hand up to show him the bandage. "Cut myself sharpening a knife." 

He kissed the top of the thin bandage. "Does it hurt?"

"Nope. Not so much when you do that." Holly shakes her head looking up through her lashes. Sebastian takes her hand and kisses the bandage again, then the tips of her other fingers, making his way up her wrists and to the crook of her elbow. She sighs missing the sensation of his lips against her, and the way his stubble grazed her skin, immediately setting it on fire. "I've missed you." She whispers, as Seb continues to pepper kisses up to her collarbone and neck. He moans against her neck as she runs her hands through his hair. 

"You're making me all wet." Holly says pulling away. Sebastian looks at her, his teeth graze over his bottom lip. Holly laughs, biting her own lip. "I mean these," She playfully toys with his hoody, soaked from the rain. "Maybe you should shower."

"Mm, okay. But you're coming with me." Sebastian's voice sounded, sexy. Yup the only way to describe it, he sounded like pure sex. Holly squeaked, as he carried her to the bathroom, taking his mouth in hers again. Setting her down, Seb turned the shower on, letting the bathroom fill up with steam. They stood facing each other, Holly felt anxious but started to slowly unzip her jacket, sliding it down her arms, her eyes on Seb. He too slid off his hoody, pulling his t-shirt over his head in one swift motion as his muscles flexed. Cupping Holly's face with his hands, he took her mouth in his, slowly tasting her. Sebastian helped her remove her dress, bringing his face down to her breasts, he kissed the tops of each one that poked out from her bra. Sebastian moved back, unzipping his pants, he let them fall to the floor and kicked them to the side. They both stood for a moment examining the other with greedy eyes. Seb held out his hand for her to take, he pulled her into a tight embrace. Holly leaned up to kiss Seb again, his fingers fumbled as he undid her bra, one hand caressed her face as he toyed with the cotton of her pants. He chuckled as he pinged the fabric, eliciting a squeal from Holly. Pant free, Seb walked her into the shower with him, hands and fingers entwined, the water cascading over both of their bodies.

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