Waking up knowing that reality is restored and the joy I felt last night won't happen for an unknown amount of time has my stomach sinking. It was so fun to just be nineteen with my friends again. No vampires, no werewolves, no treaty or death threats. Just alcohol and kissing. Lots of kissing.
Beth's older sister managed to get us all home last night and I decided, in order to make things easier on her, that I'd sleep at the Clearwater's house. Nothing interesting happened, I just made sure to drink some water and then I was off to bed next to Leah. Sleeping at their house is pretty nice considering how cool they keep the house in order to maintain Leah and Seth's body temperatures. I didn't even hear Leah get up for patrol this morning, I slept right through it. Now it's eleven in the morning and to my disbelief I'm not too hungover.
Nothing a hot shower and some more water wouldn't fix. I let the hot water nearly burn my skin as I wash my hair and body, riding me of the sweat and dirt that accumulated on my body yesterday. I help myself to Leah's skincare and hairbrush, and I'm even lucky enough to find an unused toothbrush. I wrap myself tightly in a towel, checking the hallways, before rushing back to her room. I put on my clothes from yesterday, minus my underwear, and head downstairs.
Harry and Sue must both be off at work because they house is nearly silent. I grab a water and when I go to turn Seth's standing behind me. I jump a foot of the ground and hold a hand to my pounding chest. He looks amused but I'm practically heaving. "Shit, you scared me!" I accuse, trying to calm down. "Jeez you're quiet."
He chuckles at me, lazily running a hand through his messy hair. "Sorry I didn't mean to scare you. How hungover are you?"
"I'm actually better than I thought I'd be." I smile, running a hand through my ends. "You?"
He shakes his hand at me, dismissing any worry. "I'm fine, I slept in later than I expect to though." I nod, agreeing. All the memories flood in from last night and I remember the kisses we shared. "I can take you home now if you'd like, I'm sure that's not too comfortable." He motions at my attire from last night.
I laugh and agree. I collect my stuff from Leah's room and we head to his car. "All fixed, huh?" I motion to the beaten up car.
He groans, nodding. "Yeah, I can't even remember all the stuff the guy said was wrong with it. It's a piece of junk." I laugh at that. It's Harry's old car so it's really used up, it probably doesn't have more than a year left to run. We ride in comfortable silence back to my place.
"I'm not doing anything to day if you wanna come hang out?" I offer. I have no plans other than watching some TV and I wouldn't mind his company. Maybe it's the wrong call considering everything that went down last night, but it slipped out before I could contemplate it. He pleasantly agrees and we head inside. I lead him to my bedroom and immediately shuffle to my drawers, trying to find comfortable clothes. I excuse myself to the bathroom, changing into sweats and an oversized t-shirt, and then join him again.
He's made himself comfortable in my bed, his legs under the covers, flicking through Netflix. I smile at the sight, happy that we've gotten so comfortable with each other lately. I hop up on the bed next to him and sigh in relief. "I can't wait for the weather to drop soon."
"I miss being cold." He laughs a little. "I'm always warm, I forget that's even a thing. Last night it got pretty humid though, that water felt great."
"Did you have fun at your first official party?" I tease, poking his arm.
He turns his head giving me a lopsided grin. His smile melts me, it's just so sweet and charming. "Yeah it was a lot of fun. Embry imprinted on Hannah."
I gasp and then jump around in my spot excited. "Oh my god that's so perfect! They're a great match." I pause in thought. "Didn't they meet before last night though?" My eyes narrow, trying to remember if they've crossed paths.
He nods slowly. "Yeah they did, but he didn't imprint on her until last night. So that means it doesn't have to happen at first glance like we thought." His words sink in and excitement rushes through me. Can that mean Seth could still imprint on me? Does that give me a second chance at this?
"Wow, that's great." I force a breath out, even if my chest feels a bit tight. "Good for them." I make a mental note to text Embry and congratulate him. "So that just leaves-"
"Me, Jake, and Leah." Seth answers. "I think this is giving Jake a big head that him and Bella are still meant to be." Oh god. Bella's pregnant at this point, there's no going back. If they were meant to be it would have happened before she was married to another man and starting a family.
I snort a little. "Step daddy Jake." He laughs at that.
"That's what Quil said. Him and Beth hit it off last night too."
I nod in agreement. "They definitely did, I was surprised she didn't end up staying with him for the night." I was also a bit surprised that Leah didn't end up going home with Devon, but I don't mention that. I'm sure he doesn't want to hear about his sisters sex life. "They were really into spin the bottle." As the game went on Quil and Beth kissed a total of three times, plus the time during truth or dare.
"Yeah they were..I'm sorry if I wasn't an..experienced kisser last night." He struggles to get out, sitting up a bit. He turns his upper half towards me, his eyes looking a little bit sad.
My body heats at the topic. "You were a great kisser." I answer instantly, shaking my head at his doubts.
His face lights up. "Really?"
I chew on my lip, nodding up at him. "Definitely."
He thinks for a moment. "I'm sorry if the guys kept teasing you about me." Jake and Quil definitely made a few suggestive comments about Seth and I.
I giggle a little. "Checking out my butt, huh?" I think back to Jake telling me at the Cullen's that Seth checks me out. Clearly he's seen it happen more than once.
He laughs nervously, scratching his head. "I don't know where he got that idea.." He trails off, looking very guilty as his eyes leave mine and he stares ahead at the TV. He put on a random movie at some point, but we haven't paid it attention.
"I also recall you saying I'm the hottest girl you know?" I continue to tease him. Seth looks adorable when he's nervous and flustered and I can't help but enjoy teasing him about stuff like this.
He groans, covering his face in his hands. I can't stop giggling as I try to pry his hands away from his face. He jumps towards me and starts tickling my sides and I collapse back on the bad, uncontrollably laughing and snorting like a crazy person. When I can barely catch my breath he pulls away and laughs himself.
"I'm just teasing you." I giggle, sitting back up.
He looks at me with a smile on his face. "Yeah well I think you teased me enough last night."
"Me?" I place a hand to my chest. "How did I tease you?"
He shrugs a little, his face knowing. "Oh I don't know, I recall some biting." He gently shoves my arm, smiling cheekily at me. My face heats up, remembering that I bit all over his stomach and then again when he kissed me. I couldn't help myself.
"I recall you liking it." I cross my arms over my chest, huffing a little as a joke. I definitely let the liquor take over a few times last night, but I couldn't help but love Seth's reactions.
He chuckles a little in defeat. "Okay well I recall you really enjoying the body shot I did off of you." He flirts back, surprising me. I like to see him playful like this.
I roll my eyes with a smile. "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't." I shrug a little, chasing innocence.
"I know you did." He presses, placing an innocent hand on my thigh. My skin burns with warmth where he touches me and my nipples prick in awareness.
"How so?"
I like this back in forth with him. It's fun and sexy.
He pauses, seeming to muster up the courage to say what he wants to say, before looking me dead in the eye and saying "I could smell how much you liked it."
My eyes nearly pop out of my head and my jaw almost crashes into the floor. My whole body burns with shame and my brain is spinning. "You..I.." I have no idea what to say. He smelt my arousal? Was it that strong? Did everyone else smell it? Did it smell bad? My mind races around. I've completely lost my power in the conversation.
Seth's quick to calm me down. "It's okay! It's just the bodies natural reaction. It doesn't mean anything. I was just close enough..no one else would have ever been able to smell you." He rushes out, totally sensing my little freak out. "I'm sorry, I took it too far. I shouldn't have said anything." He now looks to be the embarrassed one.
My mouth is dry and my eyes are still bulging. "Oh my god." Is all I can manage to say, completely humiliated and feeling betraying by my own bodies response to him. "Was it..bad?"
His face goes serious and he shakes his head. "You smelt delicious." There's no humor in his tone, just lust.
My body tingles at his words and I can feel myself pooling in my panties. His nostrils flare and I know he can smell me once again. I watch his pupil blow out and his tongue flick across his lip. A whimper escapes my throat and all my pent up need is spewing from me. I push his hand off my leg and then press him so his back is against my bed. I swing a leg over his waist straddling him before I close the distance between our lips. I'm needy for this kiss, like I'll explode if I have to stop. I'm not thinking straight, not one bit.
His hands fly to the small of my waist, gripping my tightly, while my hands roam through his hair. This time I don't hesitate to moan against his lips, letting him now just how much I like kissing him. His breathing hitches under me and I press myself tighter against him, my covered breasts are pressed tightly to his chest, not wanting to leave any space between us. His tongue teases my bottom lip, just as it did yesterday, before I invite him inside my mouth, moaning again at the contact. I'm losing myself in this kiss.
My hips slide against his, testing the waters, but his groan tells me all I need to know. He wants this just as bad as I do. My hips continue to rock against his, feeling small flutters of relief when there's just enough pressure against my clit. I nip at his lower lip again and this time he stops my hips from moving, panting against my mouth. "You have to stop doing that." He warns, although it nearly sounds like beg.
It only makes me want to push him, make him beg again.
I dismissively nod, capturing his lips. Moments later my hips are rocking against his bulge again, my body and brain not matching up. He groans, swiftly flipping us over so I'm flat on my back, his body hovering over me. His mouth moves to my ear, his breath tickling me. Goosebumps spread all across my body and my stomach drops as he says, "You're going to make me cum if you keep doing that." I can tell he's fully serious because of how shy the words come out. How vulnerable.
He's a virgin. This is the most he's ever done with a girl. I should be taking it much slower, but I can't seem to stop. I'm desperate, I've wanted this for so damn long.
My face heats up and my clit throbs, all I can manage to reply with is a little desperate whimper. I yank his face back to mine, desperate for him. I grab his hand and place it under my shirt, trailing it up to my bare breast, squeezing it. His hand begins to explore my breast and after a moment his thumb and pointer finger begin to pinch at my sensitive nipple, tweaking it. I pant against his lips, but he pulls away. "I wanted to do this yesterday in the creek." I whimper, my back arching for him, wanting more of his touch.
"Seth." I blow out a breath, trying to think through the lusty haze, but all I can think about is how badly I want more. "I'm so wet, I want you to touch me more."
His breathing hitches and he pulls back a little bit. His hands move towards the hem of my t-shirt but I notice they seem to tremble a bit.
Feeling a little unsure if I've pressured him into all of this, my hand places on his. "If you don't want to do anything we can just kiss, or we could stop." I assure him, looking him in the eye. I don't want him to feel rushed.
"I want this more than you can imagine, I'm just nervous. I don't want to screw this up, I don't-I don't want it to be bad for you." His eyebrows tug together, the look on his face making my heart thump harder.
I shake my head, "There's nothing you can do to screw this up." I press, squeezing his hand. "I want this, I'm actually sort of begging for this." I laugh a little.
He grins at that, and his hands go back to the hem of my shirt, less shaky this time. I help him take it off of me before I lie back flatly again, letting him have a look at my bare breasts, once again. "My god." His voice is breathless, in awe. He slowly leans down, taking his time as he peppers kisses from my collarbones to the valley between my breasts. Finally, his one hand begins to knead one breast, tweaking my nipple, while his mouth occupies the other.
The moment his mouth fines my nipple I'm like puddle, melting into my bed. A gasp flows out of my mouth while my hand finds his hair, tugging at it. My entire body feels like it's just lit on fire. "Seth." I moan as he switches breasts. I arch my back, wanting more, needing more.
He seems to sense it as his hands begin moving downward, his fingers scraping against my sensitive stomach and hips until he reaches my sweatpants. His fingers hook into them but he doesn't pull them down. His mouth begins chasing after his hands, kissing from my breasts, down my stomach, and then below my belly button. My center is throbbing, begging to be touched, but there's no relief for me as Seth remains between my legs not allowing me to squeeze them together. "Please." It's barely audible.
He pulls my sweatpants down, a mere inch, kissing along the newly exposed skin. Then he does it again and again until he hits pubic bone and finally he pulls them all the way down, tossing them on the floor. While he remains fully dressed I'm now merely in my black thong, feeling incredibly exposed underneath him.
His fingers now, ever so gently, run up and down the inside of my thighs. It tickles, but it's mostly a taunt. Again, his mouth begins to follow his fingers lead. He peppers kisses on the inside of my thigh and then I feel his tongue glide along it. My breath catches in my throat and struggle to swallow, struggle to hold back my desperation. His teeth scrape against my thigh next, until he's just nearly at my bikini line. When I think the torment is nearly over he merely switches to my other thigh, repeating the same taunting.
"Seth, please." I don't recognize my voice. A choked whimper follows as his fingers gently tickle down my bikini line on either side, avoiding my center completely. Finally, I feel his fingers loop beneath the strap of my thong, tugging it down until I'm completely and utterly naked.
Nerves dance in my chest, but mostly it's anticipation I feel. I swallow thickly, mustering up the courage to look down at him.
When I do it's nearly my own undoing. Seth hovers his face over my center, looking at it like it's the best thing he's ever since in his life. His face is near dumbfounded as he inspects every bit of me. I have the instinct to slam my legs shut, hiding myself, but I remain perfectly still inside. "You're soaking wet." His voice is hardly his own, it's so thick with lust. "So, so wet." He mutters, his fingers ever so gently dragging down my center, slipping down with ease. He's just exploring me, but I'm dying for him to dive in. I'm panting as he does it again, trying to regain my composure the best I can. "I've pictured this so many times." He continues, I watch as he swallows thickly, shaking his head a bit.
"Please touch me." I whisper. "Please Seth, I'm desperate." I arch my hips up, taunting him.
He lets out a desperate whimper before his face drops down and he licks me from my entrance to my clit. My legs flinch at the sensation a desperate whine flying out of my voice, and again when he repeats. His arms snake under my thighs, positioning himself better to feast on me. When his mouth hones in on my clit this time my head goes flying back on the pillow and I cry out, my hips rising, chasing the feeling.
He growls in reply, making my legs tremble on either side of him. I'm panting, whimpering, and moaning beneath him as pure ecstasy spread through my body. My hand snakes in his hair, holding his head exactly where I want him. "Fuck!" I cry out, tears forming in my eyes as sheer bliss courses through my body.
His tongue alternates between flattening as he licks me up and down, and pointing as he lips me from side to side. His one arm unhooks from from thigh and trails up, kneading my breast and tweaking my nipple. "Seth, god yes!" I cry out again, writhing beneath him. "Please-fuck! Please finger me, I'm so close." I moan, my hips bucking up at his face.
I half mean his fingers and I half mean that I would be in pure bliss if he crawled up my body and sunk his cock inside of me. The thought of it has goosebumps rising on my skin.
His other arm unhooks from my thigh and he gently, but all too easily, slips a single finger inside of me. The sensation is glorious, but I immediately want more. "Yes! Yes!" I cry out as his finger moves harder inside of me, and a second later another inserts. "Seth, oh god, ah!" My legs shake on either side of him.
His hand leaves my breast and trains down, his thumb replacing his mouth. "I can-I can feel you clenching on my fingers, this is the hottest fucking thing I've ever seen or felt." I cry out at words, my pussy clenching down on him in response, his words having an effect on me. "Fuck and your legs keep shaking, it so hot that I'm the one making you feel this good."
"I'm so so close." I whimper, my eyes squeezing shut. "Feels so fucking good" I whimper, "I bet your cock feels better." My hips start bucking, meeting every thrust of Seth's fingers.
Seth releases a feral growls and when his mouth sucks on my clit again I feel my orgasm blast through every inch of my body, leaving me shuddering, the breath collapsing out of me.
He doesn't lighten up as I cum and cum, my whole body shaking beneath him. When I start panting for air he releases my clit with a strangled groan, his hot mouth panting over my center. My body tingle again at the sensation of his breath on me and my nipples go hard again.
I squeeze my eyes closed, trying to calm down, trying to relax a little bit. All I want to do is sink myself down on his cock so I can watch him whimper beneath me, so I can watch his face go red. I feel his warmth leave me and when I open my eyes to find he's tugging his shoes on. I frown at him. "What-"
"I'm sorry Gwen, I've got to leave!" He calls, the words just barely leaving his mouth before he's out of my bedroom and then out of my apartment.
I'm left naked and panting, completely confused.
