So...

This is another version of Chapter 8 'Ollie' in my story, Scarlet Dreams. IF YOU HAVE NOT READ SCARLET DREAMS, DO NOT READ THIS!

In this outtake, it is the LEMON that i missed ut in my T rated story. I posted this so that the people who wanted the gap to be filled in could read how Seth and Izzie's first time went.

Disclaimer: I do not own twilight. You know who does so i see no point in this but i have to. I do, however, own Izzie, Ollie and Izzie's friends.

I hope you enjoy this so read on...

Chapter 8

Ollie


The peculiar dream from the other night re-materialised right before my eyes in my subconscious state. The man – No! The vampire, with deep crimson eyes, jet black hair and a slight olive complexion stood in the middle of the shadowed forest that was just as eerie as it was the first time I had this dream. Obviously, this dream was important other wise I wouldn't have been seeing it twice. The thing is though, I had no idea what it means. I had no idea who the man was. This dream totally baffled me. He held out a hand- beckoning me forward. I still couldn't fathom out what he wanted and with every passing second he became more and more desperate to get it.

Two more dark figures emerged at either side of him. There eyes were as crimson as the first. Their postures were sinister and frightening; their features very pronounced. The one on his left had snow-white, short hair that framed an olive complexion. The other to his left, had noir hair just like him.

The three of them glared at me as if I was committing a great defiance. As a single unit, they took a stride towards me with their hands stretched to me as one single hand. They took another step towards me. My gut knew I should run but, my feet were bolted to the snowy ground, securing me in place. My head knew I should be screaming but, my voice was silent as the night around us. All that ran through my mind was that I was going to die.

Again, the dark figures strode forwards, faster this time and I tried to scream; I tried to scream at the top of my voice but it was like we were in a vacuum. No sound can travel through a vacuum and my voice was as silent as the trees; the rocks; the snow. I was desperate to run but I just couldn't. What was wrong with me?

Suddenly, just like last time, another dark figure sprang upon the three eerie creatures, knocking the tall, snowy haired one to his back before he flipped backwards, stamping the middle, black haired one down. The third tried to fight him, lunging forwards with his hands clawed and teeth bared but it never even phased my saviour. He stood firm, meeting its attack head on and countering appropriately so that the thing was propelled up and over his head.

I watched in absolute horror and amazement when the three figures disappeared into thin air with just a poof of smoke. I frowned, finally able to move away as the remaining figure, the figure that just saved my life stepped forwards much like Seth did the first time. I couldn't see his face and I disturbed me but he never halted his advance. I continued to move backwards, away from him until I hit something hard. I looked behind me and frowned, deeply when I saw that there was nothing. It was like an invisible force field halted me from going any further; like my dream wanted this figure to reach me, like it was now.

My heart stopped...

My breathing faltered...

I couldn't move...

I couldn't think...

This time Seth wasn't the one who sprang in to save me. This time it was someone so much more...painful and...surprising. I couldn't believe my eyes as they peered into a face I loved dearly; a face that I could draw from memory; a face that I thought I couldn't live without and hardly couldn't when I lost it; when I lost him. If anything else didn't indicate that this was a dream...his face did. Ollie's face did. The face of my first love. His appearance was different; too different but I couldn't pin point anything that made it so. It was like my dream wasn't allowing me to connect the dots yet. And his expression; his expression killed me. It was so...pained and distraught. It was an expression that I've never seen on his face before and I hated it. I wanted to wipe it away with my hands but when I reached for him, he took a step back as the outline of his figure began to fade. I frowned and began to scream for him to stay but there was no stopping it as he disappeared from sight, leaving me cold and broken inside much like the first time he left me.

Then everything was fading into darkness and I woke, screaming.

"What is it? What's wrong? I'm hear; I'm not going anywhere! Sweetheart? Talk to me!" Seth pulled me into his unexpected arms. My head spun and I could feel my head slipping back into unconsciousness. I sat in his arms, sobbing. "Sweetheart, it's okay! It was only a nightmare. I'm not going anywhere, I promise. I will always stay with you." He comforted.

"Seth? Wh…What are you doing here?" I asked, breathless and confused. It must be half past three in the morning and I was pretty certain that he should be in my room at this hour. If Charlie caught him, he'd be dead, werewolf or not. "How the hell did you get in here?"

"Don't be freaked out. I came in through the double glass doors. You should really lock them you know, anybody could walk in." He tried to calm me with meaningless banter but he wasn't succeeding. I couldn't get Ollie's face out of my mind. The immense differences in his features were weird – wrong. He looked like…like a vampire!

But, that was impossible.

I watched! I watched the 4x4, plough through him like a bowling ball against a pin. I watched as his head double back in pain from the multiple injuries he had sustained – broken legs and arms, all but one of his ribs were broken, brain damage, memory loss and internal bleeding. I watched as this won over him and I watched as he tossed and turned in agony as he drew his last breath. There's no way he could be a vampire. Bella and Edward told me you need a heartbeat but I watched his fail…Or did I? I ran out before his heart monitor surged flat. Impossible! Not Ollie! A new set of sobs burst through my throat and Seth became even more alarmed and concerned.

"Shh, Sweetie. You're okay now. I promise. You're safe with me." Seth crooned into my ear, rocking me back and forth in comfort but it wasn't working.

I lay there in his arms, sobbing until unconsciousness claimed us both but I knew my pain hadn't ceased and I needed answers on the vampires, on his gesture and answers on Ollie.

I was dazed when I woke bright and early Friday morning. I felt like I'd been on binge drinking session on the night previous. Seth was still spark out when I peered beside me. I smiled, despite my feelings and I stroked his face with my finger tips. He snored lightly and turned to face me. I kissed his forehead and left him sprawled on my bed to wash myself for school.

Bella was already here, like usual when I finished in the bathroom. The smell of blueberry pancakes drifted up the stairs.

"Hey, Izzie. Hope you're hungry." She shouted from the kitchen.

"No, not really. Sorry."

"Oh, okay. Why not?"

"Um, didn't sleep well."

She nodded, understanding. However, she really didn't. She probably thought that it was due to the heavy rain last night.

I walked back to my room and my bed was empty. There was a light click of the door behind me and Seth appeared from behind it. He looked at me anxiously and concerned.

"I'm okay. I'm fine. I don't know what came over me last night." I explained, embarrassed. I really didn't want him to see me like that. I thought it was all behind me. He walked forwards, embracing me softly as his kissed me, gently. I kissed him back, loving his lips on mine; so perfect. It was like we were a jigsaw.

"Are you gonna tell me later?"

"Not quite yet."

"Okay, when you're ready." he replied, considerately. I smiled, thankfully and nodded. "You know I'm here though, right? I'm here if you want to talk?"

I looked up at him and nodded, smiling gently as his nose brushed against mine in a sweet gesture. "I love you."

"I love you more." I countered with a little smirk. HE chuckled, shaking his head.

"No way." he chuckled, brushing my hair out my face as he just gazed at me, as if he was committing me to memory. "I'll miss you today."

"Me too."

"Pick you up after school?" he offered and I smiled and nodded. He smiled back. "Okay, I'll see you later."

"Bye."

He gave me one last kiss and departed.

When I arrived at school, I waved Bella off and went to meet my friends by their crs. Karen and Lacey hugged me good morning while Matt and Lee gave me a kiss on the cheek. It was a good thing that Seth wasn't here, other wise they wouldn't have legs right now. I smiled and blushed a little at all the attention.

"So..." Lacey hedged on something. I looked at her, expectantly with my eyebrows raised. She giggled.

"So...?" I prompted. She sighed.

"That guy that picked you up...who the hell is he?" Lacey asked, curiously. I could see Karen nodding. I chuckled.

"You guys don't give up, do you?" I asked, amused. They shook their heads.

"They're just a pair of nosey parkers, that's all." Lee teased. I giggled and nodded in agreement.

"His name is Seth Clearwater and he lives on the La Push reservation." I informed them.

"He's so hot." Karen complimented. I smirked. I knew that. Matt frowned at her.

"Hey!" he protested but slightly amused. Karen grinned at her boyfriend and gave him a sweet kiss.

"He is though." Lacey agreed and they girls high fived each other while the guys sulked behind them. I just laughed at the scene.

"You'll have to introduce us some time." Lacey suggested. I smiled and nodded. I was happy that my friends like my boyfriend.

We made our way to English and it couldn't have gone any slower. Of course, the novel we were reading didn't help. Lost love. True love. Love. I just couldn't handle that at the moment but I had no choice so I sucked it up. I didn't pay attention at all.

The rest of the morning went just as slow for me. I couldn't wait for he bell to ring for lunch.

"What's up with you today? You're really down." Lacey observed, worriedly. I just shrugged and walked to the cafeteria with them on my trail.

I stayed quiet during lunch while they chatted around the table but I could see them glancing at me every so often. It didn't bother me. It wasn't like I could explain my dream to them. That would entail telling them Ollie's story and I wasn't ready to do that just yet. Lacey tried once more when the warning ball went for next period but I just shrugged her off again, giving her a fake smile that I think she saw through. I knew Lacey genuinely cared about me but I just couldn't talk about it, not even with Seth.

Finally the bell for the end of school rang and I exited to the parking lot as fast as I could in need of seeing Seth. I missed him all day and I just couldn't concentrate enough.

I glanced around the parking lot for him and spotted his black truck over by Karen's car. I smiled, knowing that they were going to be able to meet him. Upon seeing me, Seth climbed out his truck, smiling brilliantly as I made my way over to him, hugging him tightly when I reached him and he swung me around. I heard giggles behind me and I knew that my friends were watching us. I blushed and Seth chuckled, putting me down and I faced them, smiling brightly.

"Guys, this is Seth, my boyfriend." I introduced him as I looked up at him. I saw pride in his eyes when he smiled back down at me.

"It's a pleasure, guys." Seth greeted, shaking Matt and Lee's hands.

"This is Matt and Lee, Karen and Lacey." I introduced them. They all smiled and I could see the girls blushing when he smiled his 100 watt, panty dropping smile that always had me swooning. They blushed deeper when he kissed their hands and I grinned because Lacey put her thumb up in approval even when Seth saw the whole thing. He smirked down at me and I blushed. "Okay guys, well, we're gonna head home."

"Okay, Izzie. It was nice meeting you, Seth." Matt bid farewell. I smiled as they shook hands again and I climbed in the car as I heard Lacey say, "Oh yes, it was very nice meeting you, Seth." and I grinned wider as Seth climbed in with a chuckle.

"Well, they seem to like me." he boasted. I giggled and nodded. He turned to me, becoming tender. "Hey."

"Hey."

"C'mere..." he murmured, cupping my cheek and kissing me sweetly on the lips. I smiled, loving him so much more. He kissed me, chastely before pulling back with a big grin. "How was your day?"

"It just got a lot better but it was kinda slow." I told him, buckling up as he did the same and started the engine. He pulled out the parking lot and drove towards La Push. "How was yours?"

"It just got a lot better but it was kinda slow." he quoted me, teasingly with a little grin. I scowled, playfully and giggled. "No, really, it just got a lot better. I missed you."
"I missed you too." I murmured and he squeezed my hand that lay intertwined with mine on my lap.

As we made a steady way towards La Push and we quietened down, I found my mind slipping back towards places I shouldn't go and I became sombre. Of course, Seth noticed the atmosphere in the car change. From the corners of his eyes, Seth peered at me.

"You okay, sweet?" He asked, concerned. Our hands were intertwined and he squeezed mine again.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine, really." I added when he looked at me doubtfully.

"Will you, please, tell me later?" He asked hopefully and slightly desperate.

"Maybe." He nodded, slightly disappointed. I knew he wanted to always know what was upset with me and even what made me happy. It was just Seth, maybe even nothing to do with the Imprint, though it definitely intensified the need.

We reached Seth's house in record time. Sue was at a council meeting so we had to share the house with Leah, who I was totally fine about being here however, the guys found that they needed to 'rescue' us so they came over for dinner. Jacob, Sam, Jared, Paul, Embry and Quil settled themselves in the living room while Emily, Kim, Rachel and I went to the kitchen to prepare their dinner. Was there anything chauvinistic about this situation? Not that I cared. I loved to cook.

"Are you sure this is alright with Sue?" I asked doubtfully as Emily started raiding through the fridge for the ingredients. Beef – yum. I thought sarcastically.

"Yeah, it'll be fine. We do this all the time. Just as long as we don't make a mess." She answered, nonchalantly. I shrugged and offered to chop the vegetables. I was going nowhere near the beef- raw beef! Urgh!

Kim saw my grimace and frowned at me in confusion, "What's up?"

"Oh, it's nothing. It's just…" I hesitated and sighed in defeat. "I'm a vegetarian, that's all."

I was expecting laughter or some kind of amusement but, all they did was stare at me, apologetically.

"Sorry, if we'd have known!" Emily said, moving the beef away from me, hastily.

"No, no. You didn't." I reassured with a smile. "It's okay."

"Well, what would you like to eat?" Rachel asked, making her way to the freezer, "You're lucky. Sue's a vegetarian, too."

"Really? Well, I don't know." I joined her at the freezer, "That'll be alright." I reached for a veggie lasagne.

"Okay."

There was a loud cheer from the living room and the girls chuckled to themselves.

"Mariners have hit a homerun." Emily guessed, amused.

"She's usually right." Rachel added with a chuckle. I joined in on the laughter.

The smell of beef casserole became overpowering in the kitchen so I had to vacate. The only place to sit in the living room was on Seth's lap. I hoped that no one else would show up or else I would feel so claustrophobic. I had no idea how we were all going to fit around the table.

The guys seemed to be obsessed with any movie that starred vampires, werewolves or zombies. Movies like Underworld, the third Harry Potter film and the Resident Evil series. I even started to question whether or not they were real werewolves. As far as I know they don't need a full moon but I kept it to myself.

I don't know how we did it, maybe out of experience, but they actually fit round the table or the wolves at least.

Boys being boys, they started a food fight-Jake's pack versus Sam's pack. To my amusement, Jake's pack was winning before Emily and Kim broke it up after Rachel got a piece of strawberry pie in the face. That didn't stop Paul getting Seth back with a bowl of hot custard. I hit them both on the head with a metal serving spoon - Seth because he hit Rachel in the first place and Paul because he hit Seth. I was surprised when it actually hurt them. I would have never been able to with just my hand.

"Is it always like this?" I asked Emily and Kim during the supervision of the cleaning wolves.

"Yep!" They cheerily said together.

"I said that we could do this if we didn't make a mess but that doesn't mean that 'they' don't." Kim added, pointing to the guys. "They have had a lot of experience at cleaning this place. They know where every piece of cleaning product is." She chuckled with Emily and they shook their heads at them. "We have to secretly replace them."

"Hey, who had a veggie plate?" Paul asked, holding up my lasagne, "The only veggie I know is Sue…She isn't here is she?" He looked around in alarm.

"No, no! It's…" Kim started and turned to me, realising she can't stop now she's started. "Izzie's."

The room froze in obvious amusement.

"Izzie, you're a veggie?" Jared asked, clearly about to burst into hysterics along with all the others.

"What If I am? What's wrong with being a 'veggie'?" I asked, defensively, raising my eyebrows. I was right. Half the room exploded into hysterical laughter.

"Thanks, Kim." I whispered, sarcastically but with a slight smile of amusement.

"Sorry."

"Why the hell are you a veggie?" Paul laughed, holding his aching stomach.

"Well, when you see your best friend slaughter a pig right in front of you, then it tends to change your perspective on the conservation of animals." I explained, crossly. Why did I say that? That wasn't very smart. The memory moved to the forefront of my mind. I suddenly felt sick. Not from all the blood splattered on the walls but from the face in which the memory brought with it.

Ollie stood before me in my mind, clear as day as if he was standing before me. He had an apologetic smile on his face – not the smile I adored – but I made my heart fly in more ways than one.

I forced my head to reattach itself to reality because Paul had responded to my detailed explanation.

"Wow, that's harsh! Why did they do that?" He asked, curiously.

"Um…Ollie…Well, he did it because it attacked me. He felt awful about it afterwards though."

"Was? You're talking about him like he's dead." Paul said, harshly. Clearly he didn't know anything. The long lost feeling of loss resurfaced in my heart.

"Paul!" Kim shouted in disbelief. "Don't say that! What if he is?"

"What? I was only asking if he was." He defended.

"Paul!" The three girls- Emily, Kim and Rachel shouted.

"Paul, shut up man!" Seth interfered, walking up to me and putting his arm round my shoulders. I had no idea that I had tears in my eyes.

"It's okay, guys. He's only curious." I said weakly. I could hardly breathe. I didn't expect to go into this tonight. "Um…well. He did…actually."

"Gees, I'm sorry, Izzie." Jared apologised, giving Paul a pointed look.

"What happened to him?" Paul asked curiously, breaking the short silence. Great. A new memory, which I thought I'd forgotten, resurfaced in my head. The four behind me heaved great sighs. I saw no way out of this. I had to answer even if it was painful.

"Last January, Ollie and I were out. He, er, wasn't paying attention to his surroundings…only to me. A biker knocked him into the road…in front of, um, a 4x4. He was flown six feet backwards into another car." I stopped. It was getting too hard to talk about. I couldn't breathe but I had to continue.

"You don't have to continue. In fact, don't, please? It's hurting you. He shouldn't have even asked." Seth flew an angry glare towards Paul, who was standing, motionless, in the middle of the room, just like the rest of them, though he still had that morbid curiosity on his face. He wanted the rest of the story so I gave it.

"No, it's okay. It helps to talk about it, right?" It was a rhetorical question but I could see that he was about to answer it. I waved a hand at him, signalling him to stop and continued. "Like I was saying…he hit another car and then he, um, rolled onto the lane beside it. As if that wasn't enough…a Ford ran over him, too.

"It happened so fast; he was on the road, bleeding, before I even knew what had happened." My voice broke in several places and I took a couple of deep breaths to steady my breathing. "He sustained a lot of major injuries but…it was the internal bleeding in his brain that…you know."

"But…"

"No!" Leah, who I had not anticipated, stepped in front of Paul, palms forwards, halting him in his path. Her face was full of pure rage. "Be a little bit more sensitive, Paul!" She turned to me. "Please don't say anymore. Don't. They'll just have to stay curious. You should sit down before you pass out!"

I was shaking from head to toe and I couldn't control it. My breathing turned harsher and I couldn't swallow.

"Maybe we should go." Sam suggested, the first time he'd spoken throughout the whole evening.

"Yeah, right….I am...sorry, Izzie." Paul said, apologetically and then turning to follow Sam out the door.

"Are you coming Emily? Kim? Rachel?" Sam called over his shoulder, not looking at me.

"We'll be right there in a minute. We'll catch up." Emily answered. He nodded and exited the house.

"Please pay no mind to them." Emily soothed.

"Yeah, we are so sorry, Izzie." Kim added, stroking my hair.

"It's okay. I'm fine. Go, Sam's waiting."

"We'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

On that note, they left the house after Sam and it was just Leah, Seth and I in the living room.

"Thanks, Leah." I said, relieved.

"Yeah." Seth added, genuinely thankful. I doubt he expected that from his sister.

"You're welcome. I kinda owed you some. I still owe you one."

"That was worth two, thank you." She actually gave me a genuine smile and left the room.

I peered at Seth beside me, who was staring at me, apprehensive. He rubbed my shoulders, soothingly.

"You didn't expect that from Leah, did you?" I asked conversationally, trying to escape from the subject of the gripping conversation.

"Well no, but never mind that! Are you okay?" He asked, anxiously, brushing hair out my face in worry. "I knew Paul was insensitive but…"

"No, No! I'm fine, really. I guess…he kinda did me a favour." Seth looked at me as if I was insane, perhaps I was. "What I mean is…Now that it's off my chest; I can move on and focus on us-here and now.

"The last time I talked about Ollie was six months ago with Bella and even that wasn't like the conversation we just had – out in the open. I tried a shrink but that didn't help, either. I guess I needed a push. Like the one Paul gave me, so I could finally get it off my chest. So don't worry about me, okay? I'm fine." I squeeze his hand.

He looked at me for a long moment. Liking what he saw, he kissed my forehead.

"Okay. But, you know I'm here too, right?"

"Of course." We were quiet for a few more seconds. I was content in his arms. I felt his lips in my hair before he sighed.

"I should get you home."

"Wait a sec. I wanted to ask you something. I asked Bella but she said she already had plans so I was wondering…would you like to go to Seattle with me tomorrow? I need to get a car, Bella's truck is ridiculous. What do you say?"

"Sure, yeah. Totally! When tomorrow?" he asked, enthusiastically. I liked the fact that he was cheered by the thought of spending more time with me.

"Um…first thing? So if you pick me up around 10 am." I suggested.

"Or…" he started, suggestively with a little grin. I looked at him suspiciously and he grinned wider. He pulled me into a loose hug, "You could just stay here tonight. What do you say?"

"Oh, um, really? Won't your mom mind?" I was quite excited. I really wanted to.

"No, of course not. She loves you." He said, reassuringly.

"Well, yeah. I'll have to ask Charlie but sure I'd love to."

"Cool." With that he cupped his hand under my chin and lifted my head. He held his kiss for a few seconds, slightly parting them and then broke away to smile a wondrous smile. "Do you wanna call Charlie or just go over there?"

"Oh, um, both? If Charlie says yes then I'll need some stuff." He nodded and passed me the phone.

I dialled my house number and it was Charlie who answered.

"Hel-low? Swan residence - Chief speaking." I laughed silently at his formality.

"Hey, Dad. It's Izzie."

"Hey, kiddo. What can I do for ya?" That's more like Charlie.

"Well, I was going to ask you if I could stop a Sue's house tonight because I'm going to Seattle with Seth tomorrow. Can I?" I asked, hopefully. Seth stood very excitedly beside me. He was growing impatient and he started to lose it.

"Um…sure, kiddo. Do you want me to get Bella to drop some stuff off for you?" He answered, warily.

"Bella's there?" I asked, confused.

"Yeah, she, Edward and Nessie are spending some time here." He explained.

"Oh well, No, that's okay. I'll come and get it. See you soon. Thanks, Dad." I hung up and smiled at Seth.

"Nice." Seth commented.

"Okay, let's go!" I took his hand and we went to the truck.

We didn't stay at my house for very long. Seth had a little chat with Charlie and Edward while they watched the late game. Bella was overexcited about me staying with Seth. She got talking about how this was a big step and that I was growing up to fast. I mean, it's not like anything's going to happen, right? I blushed at the thought and she laughed. Nessie was oblivious to our conversation since she was listening to all my music. Apparently, she's been in here since she came.

I'd never slept at a boy's house before. My bag held the usual necessities such as – Pjs, toothbrush, toiletries, hairbrush and a change of clothes. What more could I need?

I bid farewell to Bella, Edward, Nessie and Charlie, all in which showed different facial expressions. Bella was excited, naturally. As for Charlie, he was a little worried looking. We drove off hastily before he could change his mind which he showed signs of doing so.

Sue was home when we got back. She was totally fine, as Seth predicted, with me stopping over. She was watching a cooking program in the exact chair that had custard all over it, just a few hours ago. Emily is a total wonder when it comes to cleaning.

Leah, on the other hand, wasn't home. Seth said she's out with the rest of the pack, running. When I asked him why he wasn't with them, he said he wanted to spend time with me tonight. And that the guys owed him from when he couldn't see me over those couple of weeks. I smiled at him and caressed his cheek.

When we eventually got to his room, he put the fire on and we just lay on his bed and cuddled for quite a long time. There was only the light from the fire and it was so romantic.

He just laid and listened while I talked about life at home (both homes), and my friends. (I got a little emotional when I spoke about Amelia). He spoke about his (or our) pack and the things they get up to. Cliff diving? What the hell? He had made me promise that I don't do it unless he's there. I was astonished at Bella and Edward.

I was at a loss of what to do when Sue called on Seth for a few minutes so I decided to change into my nightwear - red tank top with white cotton bottoms. I brushed my teeth and my hair but he still wasn't back so to kill time, I dragged my English essay from my bag.

A few minutes of silence passed. It was that quiet, it surprised me that I didn't hear Seth return. He sat on the edge of the bed, just staring at me with emotional and fervent eyes and then at my English essay. He sighed and placed his hand on my right which was the one which held my pen, to restrain it from writing any more.

"Do you ever stop working?" He asked, gently. He removed the pen from my grasp and the paper from under my nose and placed them on his desk without peeling his eyes off mine. They bore into me like lasers. His face was endearing and I couldn't concentrate.

"Um…no. Not really. I was just doing it until you got back, though." I added. He smiled and moved closer until our mouths were inches apart. As I peered upon his lips, a feeling I didn't recognise surfaced in me. The urge to put my lips to his grew ever strong. His hands were on my waist and his eyes smouldered into brown, molten liquid that still bore into mine.

"Well, I'm here…" He whispered, moving in closer still. Just as he reached my lips, he brushed them along my cheek to my ear, "…and I need you."

"Wh…?" I tried to start however he had stopped my breathing. His mouth caressed my neck. His hands smoothed up my waist and around to my upper back, lifting my top with it. His hands crossed over each other, cupped around my shoulder blades as if they were made for them and he pulled me closer. He shifted his lips back to mine. They were forceful and passionate however I could feel the same edge to them as before.

"Seth…What did you're mom want you for?" I breathed, trying to distract him. It wasn't working.

"Just about…the Paul incident…that's all….Don't worry about it." He said between kisses to my collar bone.

"What's she said?" I distracted once more. He ignored me this time and slid his tongue tip up my neck to the tip of my chin.

I was about to retort to his silence but he lift my top up over my head and began to kiss down to my chest and then to my stomach, where he lingered at my bellybutton before he slid his lips back up my torso to my lips. His tongue craved access once again. I tried for a second to resist the temptation of his mouth and tongue but I failed. His tongue penetrated my mouth, fighting for dominance of my mouth against my tongue. It was at that point where I gave up on my ineffective distractions and I twisted my fingers into my hair, pulling him closer.

He shifted us to a position where my head rested on the soft pillow. He laid one hand on my cheek and the other supporting his weight above me. My hands were glued in his hair.

After a long moment, I began to undo his shirt buttons. He seemed all too willing as from when he pulled off my shirt. I grazed his muscular stomach and he shuddered, groaning lightly. I smiled against his lips, sliding the shirt down his arms. I sat up with either of legs at the side of mine. His eyes didn't leave me as he slide his shirt totally off, dropping it near mine. My heart shuttered at the sight. He looked so sexy. He grinned and lent down to kiss me again. I felt his bottom half shimmy down to my knees, though his lips didn't even jostle. He then smiled and sat up again. He glanced down at my stomach then at my jeans, grinning wider. He then lent back down kissing my stomach all the way from the bottom of my bra to my navel. His tongue plunged into it and I moaned, throatily. He growled lightly and it made me feel like giggling. His tongue slide back up my stomach; his hands up my sides as he curled them behind me. He sat up, never breaking eye contact as he lay his fingers on the clasp to my bra. He looked at me, meaningfully and I nodded. The secure feeling around my chest vanished as he unclasped my bra, slithering it down my shoulders and across my arms. I held on to it at the breasts and laid back down. He looked at me for a moment before lifting the bra away from me, grinning as he saw my body. His grin made me self-conscious and frightened at what he was thinking; what he was planning on doing but my question was answered when his mouth enclosed around my nipple and he sucked, hard. I moaned, arching into his face. He took more breast into his mouth as sucked; all the while, his hands snaked down my body, to my jeans button. He growled in a way that made me think he was asking something. His stilled hands on my trousers confirmed that.

"Please." I whispered and in the same second, my jeans were unbuttoned. I lifted my bum up, allowing him to pull them over it and they began sliding down my thighs. My panties followed soon after. I moaned as he touched the side of my thighs; a place he's never touched before. He left my left breast, replacing his lips with a hand as he kissed south, closer and closer to the place where I desired him to be. Suddenly, he looked up at me with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Do you want this, Sweet? I don't want to push you," he whispered, softly. I nodded, moaning as his hands slid in between my thighs, pushing them apart. To feel his warm, soft touch on such a sensitive area of skin was insatiable.

I felt so alive when he touched me. My whole body screamed for him; I wanted more. I wanted to feel him everywhere. On my body; inside my body. I felt everything he threw at me but felt like I should give something back. I sat up abruptly and he frowned. I pushed him back slightly and he lent back on his elbows. I grinned as I lent down, biting his combat cut off ties with my teeth. He chuckled as I pulled, seductively. The button was easily dealt with and he lifted his buttocks from the bed, allowing me to pull them down his thighs and off his body all together. I shouldn't have been surprised to see he was going commando but it wasn't that fact that scared me a little. It was the sheer size of him. It caught me off guard to think that that was going to be inside of me, stretching me however far. Seth sat up some and pulled my chin up to look at him. He looked loving and concerned.

"You know, we don't have to do this, baby. We can stop whenever it gets too much. I promise." he whispered, softly. I smiled and shook my head. I moved closer to him, placing a leg either side of his knees. I was inches away from his face. "I want this. I want you. You started this and now..." Pausing, I lent down, kissing his stomach then lower and lower until he gasped as my tongue grazed his member. He groaned, throatily as my mouth enclosed around his erection, taking in as much as I could. My tongue trailed along the thick veins. I began to push down and then up again. He groaned with every movement. I pulled up and down again and he groaned and grunted with my movements. I pulled out once more, only leaving the tip in my mouth for one more second before I let him go. He groaned in protest and I smirked at his deprived expression. "...and now, I'm not going to want to stop. You, my man, have unleashed something you ought not to."

He growled and smirked, "Is that a promise?" he asked, slyly. I grinned, filling my mouth with his erection once again. I purposely grazed my teeth along it and he hissed with pleasure, nearly bucking his hips into my face but he caught himself. I giggled and swirled my tongue around it as I pushed and pull up and down. He groaned and grunted, louder and faster as my movements increased. He was twitching in my mouth and his breathing was becoming laboured and I knew he was close.

I began to concentrate on his head, dipping my tongue in and out of his slit as I sucked. He couldn't help it no, he bucked into me and I took him in in stride. The noises coming out of his mouth had me wetter than ever before.

"Sw-Sweetie...I'm g-gonna..."

Two...that's all strokes it took for him to let go and his load spilled into my mouth. I swallowed it hastily as it not to choke me. He tasted so amazing! I loved it! If this was all that was left to drink, I would gladly live off it. I didn't slow down or change the intensity of my sucking as I rode out his orgasm with him.

"Holy Shit! Urgh! Izzie! Oh yeah. Oh! OH! Fuuuccccck!" he grunted loudly. He was trying his damn hardest not to thrust his hips into me. I could tell. I didn't slow my movements; I rode out his orgasm with him, relishing every sound he made; knowing that I was doing that. His climax subsided and I withdrew from him as he flopped back on the bed, panting like an over worked race horse. I smirked as he stared at me, amazed and fulfilled. "Holy fuck! Oh, Izzie. What was that? That was...damn, Izzie."

"I take it you liked that?" I asked, smugly. He groaned at the thought of the opposite answer.

"Hell yeah! Jeez! Where the hell did you learn that?" he asked, astounded. I giggled at is euphoria and he sat up, pushing me back to lay on the pillows. "Your turn. Relax."

I did as I was told and he began attacking my stomach again with his lips. The sensation was indescribable. His hands pushed my thighs away from each other, widening me for him. I've never felt so exposed. He slid his tongue across my hip bones, avoiding my centre and heading straight for the inside of my thigh. I moaned, bucking my hips to him but his hands held me down. He was teasing me.

"Seth..." I begged. He growled and licked my folds, causing me to moaned, excitedly. His hands foiled my bucking and he grinned. I gasped as his tongue slipped beneath my folds, flicking my sensitive nub in the process. "Seth...please..."

His teasing torments were over as he licked the full length of my centre, clit to entrance and back, making me moan, ear-piercingly. He growled with hunger and did it again, forgetting about holding my hips down to just clutch them, pulling me closer to him anyway. His mouth began to suck my clit and I whimpered. My whimper caused an urge in him to slid a finger inside my entrance, causing me to cry out in ecstasy. God, it felt sooo good!

"Oh, baby, you're so wet. You taste so...amazing." he murmured, pulling his finger out and adding another. I moaned with his fingers, thrusting in and out of me in rhythmic pace while sucking harder and harder on my clit. He curled his fingers upward and touched places inside me that I had no idea I had. I could feel it getting closer and closer as the sensation in the pit of my stomach got stronger and stronger. I began to whimper faster, signalling to him that I was close so he inserted another finger, stretching me even further. I moaned, crying out when my orgasm took me. My whole body tensed, feeling the eccentric, euphoric pleasure his fingers and tongue did to me. Without realising it, my legs tightened around his head, securing him there. He growled, sucking harder.

My climax was subsiding as did his tongue and his fingers. One by one, his fingers exited me while his tongue licked my extremely sensitive clit a couple of times more, causing me to writhe. I felt his smile before pulling away from me, gazing into my face with awe. I closed my eyes for a minute, remembering the sensations which immediately aroused me once again. When I opened my eyes he was hovering over me, between my legs, peering lovingly into my face. He smiled and he returned it.

"Enjoying yourself?" he asked, seductively. I teased him.

"A little. Not a lot though." I told him, smirking. He cocked his eyebrows in amazement.

"Seems like you were from this angle." he contradicted. I smiled.

"Really? What ever gave you that impression?" I teased again. He scowled, playfully. I giggled which caused him to growl and crash his lips, hungrily to mine. I moaned as I tasted myself combined with his sweet taste. His hands engulfed my waist, pulling me to sit up. I sat on his lap, still kissing him and he shimmed up the bed until my back was to the headboard. He looked at me for one second and I nodded, as he grabbed himself, placing it at my entrance.

He lifted his hand from my waist to turn off his lamp although the light from the fire still illuminated the room slightly. Then he looked back at me, tenderly.

"This may hurt a little but I'll go slow, I promise. I would never hurt you intentionally. I love you." he warned me but I nodded anyway. He smiled as he pushed forwards, filling me with himself, nice and slow. He stopped for a second, warning me with his eyes before he broke through my barrier, causing a sharp prick to course through my lady parts. I gasped in pain and he began to kiss my neck and rubbing my clit, in any way to make me feel relatively comfortable against the pain. "I'm sorry."

He hated hurting me, I knew that so I looked at him, reassuringly before thrusting my hips forwards, causing him to groan. He looked at me for one more second before kissing me. He began to fill me more. He was so big. I could feel his stretching me widely and it felt perfect. I moaned as he hit my back wall and pulled out again. He did it again and again and again, making me whimper in time with him. His breathing matching also. He grabbed my hips, holding me to the head board and he thrust forwards again, slightly harder and faster. My whole back was against the wall, sandwiched comfortably against it and his huge form. I moaned silently, only breaths as he continued, in and out. The sensation of him making love to me was like nothing I've ever felt before.

He kissed my neck as an occasional grunt escaped his lips as he pumped into me, slowly. My hands clutched him around his shoulders, my elbows resting on them as I clutched his hair.

I could feel it building again and I knew he could too as his breathing became groans and grunts. I clawed at his back, digging my nails in him which seemed to urge him on. He inched even closer to me, if that were possible and thrust harder and deeper, causing my moans to become more laboured. He shifted us then, moving me so that I was laid flat over his bed with my head near the end board and he kept thrusting into me, never faltering in his pace. My legs wrapped tighter around his waist as his weight fell upon me, feeling amazing. He grasped my hands, bringing the above my head as he thrust deeper, making me cry out when he hit an entirely new spot. He groaned and began to suck on my hardened nipple, making my arch into him off the bed. He gripped my hands tighter, thrusting harder and harder, deeper with every one. I moaned louder, throatier. He grunted louder, mixing in with his moans.

"Seth..." I whimpered.

"Izzie...Let go, baby, let go." he ordered, breathlessly.

Three more thrusts...that's all it took for me to obliged him as I let go, crying out as he rode it out with me. He tensed in the next second as I tightened around him and in the next, he was thrusting faster, spilling his load into me. His grunts got louder and louder, more intense as our orgasms progressed. It seemed to stretch on forever. I was surprised he didn't break his bed with the strength he was using. It didn't hurt. Not one bit. It added to the passion and the intensity.

My light screams began to fade with the climax as did his groans. His hands slid up and down my sides, grazing the sides of my breasts, raising goosebumps in every area of my body. He stopped moving his hips and nuzzled his head into my sweaty neck as we came down from our highs. His panting breaths were hard on my neck, making me drowsy.

Minutes past while we sat like this; me laid flat on his bed, him still inside me as his weight and whole luscious body rested upon me. We cuddled, tightly, as if we were afraid that the other was going to disappear. He kissed my neck, sweetly while I closed my eyes at the sensation. He pulled away from my neck and I opened my eyes to gaze into his deep green eyes. They made me melt all over again and I smiled. He returned it and a kiss on the lips.

"I love you." he whispered, tenderly, whilst looking me straight in the eye. I smiled, kissing him before I replied, "I love you too, Seth. So much. You've...you've awakened feelings in me that I thought were lost and...I'm glad that they were towards you."

He smiled, tenderly. "You have no idea how good it feels to hear you say that, Sweetheart. Truly." he whispered, kissing me once again. I smiled and nodded. "Do you wanna sleep?"
Thought about it and nodded. "Yeah. You've spent me."

He grinned. "You enjoying yourself now then?" he teased and I pouted.

"Um...Definitely." I informed him and he grinned wider, pulling out of me. We both tensed as he did so, feeling the sensation of it before he laid down. My body was so sweaty and my breathing wasn't totally back to normal yet.

He pulled me up to him as he laid up on his pillows and I laid on his sweaty warm chest, simply taking in his fragrance. I breathed deeply. We laid for a few minutes before his voice rang out.

"So...on a scale of 1 to 10... How was it?" he asked, interestingly. I laughed. Was he really asking me this? I teased him once again.

"5?" I told him. He gasped, pulling back to look at me.

"What?"

"Shh! You'll wake your family." I warned him.

"Well, I'm sorry but...seriously?" he asked, pained. I grinned.

"7?"

"What?"

I laughed and he caught on to what I was doing, scowling at me in disbelief. He nudged my shoulder, playfully and moaned in disbelief. He let me laugh for a minute before pulling me off his chest to look at me straight in the eyes.

"Seriously. How was it?" he asked, tenderly. I knew he aimed to please and please to the maximum capability. I still wasn't past my teasing though.

"9.9999999." I told him, grinning. He scowled again.

"That's good enough. I'll just have to work on the 0.0000001 then haven't I?" he did a little bit of teasing himself. I grinned and nodded. He sighed in happiness and laid me back down on his chest. "Just not tonight. I'm bushed." I nodded in agreement, snuggling up to his full length with my eyes closed. It didn't take long for the night to take me and I drifted off to the sound of Seth's very light snoring and his uneven heart beat.


There it is!

I couldn't resist teasing Seth a little afterwards but i thought that the actual deed was okay.

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