Please see chapter one for all warnings etc… Oh and more freckle kink…

Make My Heart Start Beating

13

"Sebastian!"

"Tiger," he straightens up, "You going to let me in or are you going to stand there saying my name over and over," flushing at his suggestive tone I back up so he can come in, but he points to a bicycle resting against the side of the house, "Can I put that in the garage?"

"You cycled?" I ask stupidly.

"Well Tiger I need some way to stay trim now I'm not dancing all the time, and to my shock cycling can be fun," he's not changed from what he was wearing in the Lima Bean and I can see the top is scooped which means when he shifts his shoulders the freckles pop in and out of view. "Kurt are you even listening to me?"

Jerking my eyes up to his face I nod and bluff, "Yes Sebastian, and that's a very heart healthy way to live your life, exercise is good for your freckles, I mean body, your heart, yes your heart."

"Hmm," he glances at me, "You know you keep saying freckles," my eyes dart down to his shoulder and partly exposed collar bone, and then flick back up to find he's caught me in the act of perving on his freckles.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," I lie, badly.

"Whatever you say Tiger," he smirks confidently.

Behind him I see a police car park up in the street and the traffic cop from earlier gets out, "No, on no, no please," I whisper in horror, not now, please not now.

Why does the universe hate me so much?

"What is it?" Sebastian asks concerned and turns to see the cop walking towards us, "Tiger, is there something you should be telling me?"

"No, absolutely not," I'm firm about that.

"Mr Hummel, we meet again," The officer stands there, "You left this behind, thought I'd better return it," my driving license is waved around. The man looks at Sebastian who's back to leaning on the door. "Well, well, now I see why you were speeding to get home young man, just be more careful next time, and do enjoy your evening," the chuckle is very suggestive and then the man thankfully leaves.

Clutching my license I hurry to grab Sebastian's bike and stow it away in the garage, as I jog back to him our evil nosey next door neighbour is peeking at him over the fence, that woman needs to get a hobby. The damn meerkat is waving at her and she smiles at him, she never smiles at anyone.

Taking my life in my hands I push him into the house and slam the door leaning my back on it and then locking it for good measure. Breathing out I find him studying me, "So... Someone was nearly a wanted criminal, I'm not being too corrupting an influence on you am I?" He asks.

I'm standing in my house with Sebastian and I have no idea what to do next, except I know he turned up after I propositioned him, so that means he's agreeing to this crazy plan of mine, right?

Taking stock I try and get my frazzled brain to work.

I have supplies of the nefarious type upstairs.

And Sebastian has freckles.

Now how do I manage to get him upstairs, into my bedroom, divest us both of clothes, pay homage to his freckles, and use said supplies, repeatedly, until they run out?

If my knees would just stop being so wobbly I could at least walk with some dignity and grace. Maybe I can bluff this. If I can just get him up the stairs.

Okay I have a new goal.

Stepping away from the support of the door I try for a strut but my knees really are jelly now and I stagger instead. My stomach is rolling with nerves and my whole body is trembling.

Reaching out I take one of his hands, his expression doesn't change, tugging on his hand I walk backwards afraid that if I look away from him for a second he'll vanish or reject me utterly. Navigating the house by memory I bang my foot once or twice but make it to the stairs otherwise unhurt.

One by one we climb the stairs in silence his eyes never leaving mine.

Down the hall to my door and then I get him inside my bedroom. Quickly closing the door I lean against it and lock it just like the front door. That smirk on his face never waivers.

Okay part one of my plan is done, Sebastian is in my room, now what do I do?

What do I want?

Sebastian. Well, Sebastian naked, because he doesn't want anything else from me.

Swallowing nervously I edge towards him and he watches me calmly, I'd hoped he would have taken charge like he did in the hotel, it was easy then, I just went along with what he wanted and I enjoyed it.

Standing in front of him I impulsively hug him, wrapping my arms around him and holding him tightly. Under my ear his heart beats slowly steadily while mine thunders trapped by my rib cage.

Hands settle on my hips and I could stand like this for a long time. It's strange to hold a man I'm attracted to and not be taller than him, I like resting my head on his shoulder and nestling into the curve of his neck.

He doesn't push me once and I reluctantly pull back from him, going on tiptoes I smooch a kiss on his face missing his mouth on purpose to catch the side of his lips.

The smirk has faded slightly and it's like he's waiting for me to do something. Oh. That. Tentatively I let my hands fall down to the hem of his t-shirt and then I slowly divest him of it, he helps me by moving his arms.

He's perfect and I have to bite my lip to make sure that this is all real, that he's really here, "I've dreamed of you," I whisper and it's true, ever since that night in the hotel I've dreamed of him.

Pulling my own t-shirt off I feel naked but go in for another hug, this one skin to skin and he's so damn warm against me. Again he rests his hands on my hips but doesn't do anything and all I do is hold him gently and breathe him in learning the smell that is part deodorant, part shower gel and underneath it all is pure Sebastian.

It's been so long, so very long, and I miss the cuddling, I miss the kissing, I miss the holding. Yes sex is very nice, and sex with Sebastian is mind blowing, but I miss the closeness.

If the world ended right now I'd be annoyed but at least I got this one more time.

Speaking of kissing I tilt my head and his mouth is conveniently positioned next to mine. I press soft little kisses over his lips exploring them, they move under mine but he lets me take control. His bottom lip is slightly fuller than the top one. There is the faint lingering taste of coffee and that special thing that is all Sebastian.

Those dreams at night have been driving me crazy and the object of my frustrated desires is right in front of me. Pretending I know what I'm doing I put my hands flat on his chest and push him backwards as gently as I can. When his legs hit the edge of the bed he sits down and then wiggles back until he's laying on the bed.

I should be ogling his body but my eyes are caught by his green ones, they're so very green and something is shimmering in them.

Before I can get completely distracted I pick up the bag of supplies and babble, "Um I wasn't sure what to get, I haven't done this for years, and well, the range has expanded quite a bit and I panicked and just got anything I thought was right, and then the cashier was giving me advice and I ran, and then I got caught speeding and he looked in the bag…" I trail off and up end the bag, Sebastian's eyes widen in shock at the pile of things now on the bed but he still doesn't say anything.

With the last of my failing courage I crawl onto the bed and lock my gaze to his as if his eyes are a lighthouse and showing me the safe path home. I make it to his side without catastrophe and lay down beside him content to fall into his eyes.

A/N: Sorry for any and all mistakes, I've tried to catch those I could, but I'm only human.