A/N: Hmm, I hope you all enjoyed it:D I seriously can't wait to keep updating, but like I said, I can't get on that much. ARAGH:O but the main reason I want to update is for your feedback:D hahaha. Okay so, I'll try and update more often. Here you go, enjoy!
He climbed on top of her, tugged at her blouse, and starting kissing her again.
Seth kissed her again.
It was a long, meaningful kiss full of … happy.
It was eleven at night, and he and Summer were recovering from multiple work outs, and a few breathtaking, pleasurable orgasms.
At the moment he was still on top of her, refusing to get off. He stared at her, pinpointed the emotion her eyes were giving off, and smiled.
Summer giggled under his gaze.
"Something has made you happy. See something you like, Cohen?"
Her eyes twinkled with mirth.
"God, yes," he whispered. He dipped his head into the crook of her neck and kissed it.
"Hm, well, you aren't too bad yourself," Summer murmured. "And seriously, Cohen, nice moves. I've never experienced that before."
Seth laughed against her skin.
She shivered at the tidal waves.
"Well, you know me. I do what I can."
He slowly began to move down, and progressed to her collarbone. The heat she was giving off felt comfortable against him, and he went down lower, his left hand moving up her right arm.
"Cohen," Summer whispered for his attention.
He looked up.
"So," she started with a slight hint of teasing, "you going to get off of me or what?"
"Hm," Seth mock pondered, "I don't know."
He kissed Summer's neck again.
"I kind of like being on top of you," he replied.
Summer bit back a smile and pulled Seth's face to hers. He looked like a puppy.
"You're hard to satisfy, huh?"
Seth looked away and laughed.
"Well, it's not that I'm hard to satisfy. More like," he looked back up at her, "I want more."
Summer threw her head back and laughed.
"Ugh," she said, returning, "you men are so spoiled."
She let out a sarcastic sigh.
"Well, I guess I'll play the mom then."
Seth's body lifted from Summer's a couple of millimeters as he shot her a disgusted look.
"Uh…" he trailed off.
Summer realized what she had just said.
"Oh! No! Not like — I mean, well, not your mom," she giggled, "more as that friend's mom who is really hot, you know? Everyone has one. I meant that kind of mom."
Seth looked a little relieved.
"Anyway," Summer continued, "I'll play her. 'Seth, no.' See? Like that. As you know, It's the mom's duty to tell her child 'no' so he won't get spoiled," she gave him a knowing look, "I say 'no,' Cohen."
Seth pouted and gave her his most innocent look.
Summer burst into laughter.
"Cohen! I'm being serious! No is no. You will not charm your way back into my pants, got it?"
This time Seth laughed.
"I think you're a little too late on that, Summer."
But of course, he obeyed her. Seth lifted himself off of the petite woman and moved to her side. They lay there, in a semi-awkward fashion until Summer moved in towards his open arm.
Summer turned to face him and he followed suit.
"So," they both said at the same time.
They laughed.
It was one of those clichéd, awkward moments.
"You go first," Seth said, always the gentlemen.
"I've got nothing," Summer admitted.
"Me, too," Seth replied.
They shared a moment, marveling in complete comfortable silence.
"Cohen," Summer whispered.
"Mm?"
She leaned in close that he inhaled her delicious vanilla scent.
She craned her neck and placed a soft kiss onto Seth's lips.
It lingered when she pulled away.
She brought her head in against Seth's chest and closed her eyes, snuggling closer.
"Goodnight," she said quietly.
Seth felt a little disappointed, but she was tired.
He kissed her on the top of her head and leaned in.
"Goodnight," he repeated.
She never heard it as she was already sleeping, a blissful smile plastered across her face.
Only one of them drifted off to a happy sleep. The other, however, relived everything.
"Cohen?"
A soft rumble replied.
This time it was a little louder. "Cohen?"
No answer.
"Cohen!" Summer said loudly into the quiet air.
"Wha—?" Seth automatically responded as his head popped off his pillow.
Summer just stared at him and his state.
His hair was everywhere, and he looked alarmed, but sleepy at the same time.
She giggled at the oxymoron.
Because she didn't say anything, slowly, Seth leaned back into his pillow.
Summer rolled her eyes. "Cohen!" she said again.
Seth turned to his sighed a mumbled an angry reply.
Summer huffed and shoved at him.
He opened one eye and looked past her at the clock, then back at Summer.
She looked at him expectantly.
"Summer," he complained, "it's two in the morning," he half whined, half mumbled.
"Yeah, I know!" she exclaimed. "Get up! I mean, don't get up. Wake up! Let's talk!"
Seth closed his eyes again and mumbled something incoherent, but you could hear the whine.
This time Summer hit him on the arm.
"Ow! Summer!" He opened his eyes and sat up, rubbing his 'injured' arm furiously. "That hurt," he stated, shooting her a glare.
She returned it. "I'm bored!"
"What do you want me to do about it?"
"Make me fall asleep, again. Please?" Summer asked. And to make it more effective, she shot him his favorite smile.
He was still cranky to accept it fully. So he faked a scoff.
"Oh, so now I make you fall asleep? What am I, boring?"
Summer gave him a mocked innocent look. "Of course not, Cohen. No you. Why would I want to talk to someone who is boring if I'm already in a bored state?"
"Yeah, yeah. You're very witty."
"Thank you," she quipped.
"Uh huh. So anyway," he said, sending her a suggestive side glance, "now that I'm up, you want to…" he wiggled his eyebrows.
Summer instinctively smacked him on the head.
"There's more to life than sex, you know!"
Seth winced and groaned. "Sheesh woman!" he exclaimed, "I'm going to have so many bruises because of you," he watched her roll her eyes, "and I know there's more to life than sex," he said with his hands up in defense. "It's just… sex with you is the most of life."
"So you're saying all you see me as is someone to have sex with you all your life? Oh wow. Thanks."
Seth's eyes widened. "No, Summer!" he said quickly, "you know I didn't mean it like that. I meant—"
He heard Summer giggled.
Seth sighed.
"I know what you meant," Summer replied, "but how about we recover for now and have longer repeat performance?" she suggested.
Seth's face lit up.
"I just want to talk for now. I mean, I'm restless! I want to sleep, but I can't."
Seth nodded his head in acknowledgment.
"Okay, Summer," he began, "what do you want to talk about?"
She thought for a moment.
"Hm, I don't know."
She then promptly moved in on Seth, placing her arm on his chest and snuggling closer to him.
"I kind of like listening to your heartbeat. It's like a lullaby," she murmured.
The two just stayed like that for a while, listening to the different noises around them.
Beat. Beat. Beat.
"You know I'd do anything for you, right?" Seth said suddenly, breaking the silence.
Summer didn't move, but continued to lie there, against Seth's beating chest.
Moments passed, and she still didn't say anything.
She felt his heartbeat speedup, and noticed that he was getting nervous.
After a while, Summer nodded her head.
She felt his body relax, and felt his relief.
"I'm sleepy, Cohen," she yawned, "like, really tired now."
Summer looked up at Seth. She couldn't see him, but she could see his outline. His wacky hair.
She smiled.
"Thanks you," she said quietly.
Seth kissed her forehead in return.
"Night, Summer."
Summer said nothing. She instead just closed her eyes and tucked her head deeper into Seth's hold.
After a very long period of time, when Seth could hear the steady breathing of Summer, he came to believe she was finally sleeping.
"I love you," he mouthed into the night air. "I love you," he mouthed again.
Then, "I love you," he said very lowly. He hardly could hear it. He looked over at Summer. She looked the same a moment before.
The susurration exhilarated him, like a can of soda — just as fast as the energy came, the exhaustion settled in. But before he finally drifted off to sleep he gave out one more try.
"I love you," he whispered. He did it so softly that it was almost inaudible.
And she heard it.
A/N: I know it's short. I just wanted to give you some "Sethummer moments" till the "thing (muahaha, I'm not telling you" happens. HAHA. Anyway, about those SS moments, it's nothing major. I mean, I didn't go into great detail. To be frank, I dislike TOO much detail, but enough to actually be like, "Awwwww! That is so cute!" Haha. Yeah, that's basically it. Anyway, this chapter was pretty much a breather. I already started the next. I'll update soon! Enjoy!
Next:
-Summer makes a decision.
-Michael Ann notices her mom hasn't call yet, "ew."
