Spend my nights and days before, searching the world for what's right here.

Spend my nights and days before, searching the world for what's right here. by pinklipstiiick featuring a flap jacket

I followed the real estate agent around the apartment, listening to Seb behind me as he spoke on the phone. "No Erin, I said I want to start start filming tomorrow, I don't care if the location is taken. I told you two weeks ago, I don't care if there are problems now, they're not mine but yours," He said between his clenched teeth, keeping his voice in check since there was a stranger in the room with us also trying to do her job. If Seb started yelling, chances were she'd go running. 

I tossed my head over my shoulder for a moment, catching my boyfriend massaging his temple with two fingers and raising one eyebrow. "Then do more. I have to go now. You better fix whatever went wrong, I'll be there tomorrow," He hung up before slipping his phone back into the pockets of his jeans and catching up with us, his hand reaching for mine immediately.  

"Done already?" I asked with a ghost of sarcasm in my tone that made him hold my hand a little too tight. "Seb." 

He looked like he might groan, but kept his mouth shut instead as the woman in front of us turned around with her best smile on her face. It was obvious that she wanted us to take this place over the other two she had shown us earlier. Its rent was ridiculously high and that meant that she'd get a higher commission too. 

"And this is the kitchen," She ended whatever she was saying before, her hand motioning to the large space behind her and her eyes not once looking at Sebastian, but always at me. "You said you like cooking right? Let me tell you, it has everything you could possibly need." 

I nodded my head as I offered her a warm smile, "It looks like it...it's huge." I shot my man a smirk, wanting to know what he thought of the place, "What do you think?" 

"I don't know you're the one who's going to cook," He grinned back at me, making me imagine cooking meals for him in our new home. I never thought I'd become one of those girls and while a part of me thought it was silly and slightly sexist, it was also exciting. I wanted to start this new chapter of my life with him. 

"You wish," I wrinkled my nose as I left his hand to study the room, walking around the table and brushing my finger tips against the black shiny island. My eyes took in every detail, the place was immaculate. I glanced at the estate agent eventually, my smile back in place, "We need some time to take a decision." 

"Of course," The woman nodded, looking slightly nervous. "You can stay here and explore this place a little more if you'd like." 

"That'd be nice, thank you," Seb said in his usual business tone, staring at her. 

She nodded as she forced a smile, already making her way out, "I'll be back in one hour, so take your time." 

My eyes followed her out the room and I waited until we heard the door shutting close to talk. "This place is amazing. I love it," I smiled wide at Seb, the excitement in my eyes and my tone making him smile back at me. 

"We don't need a hour then. If this is what you want, this is what you'll get babe," He said gently, meaning it. 

I bit down on my lip and scanned the room, feeling like a kid on Christmas morning. It wasn't a permanent move, but we'd be staying in Seattle for a while. "What do you think about the place?" I asked and brought my eyes back to his, knowing his favorite place was the loft we'd seen earlier. It was smaller and colder in comparison to this house which was huge and immaculate yet fully furnished. It felt like a home already. "I know you liked the second one better, but -"

He stepped closer to me and stopped my words with a kiss, tangling a hand in my hair and keeping my head in place. "I liked all of them, but you get to make the final decision," He said as he broke the kiss and set his forehead against mine, dropping his hand down to cup the back of my neck. "If none of them work? We can keep looking. I can have Erin send us five more options within the hour."

"No." I grinned at him and how everything sounded like a job task to him, "This place is perfect. I think it's the one."

"You think or you know?" He asked in a serious tone but smiled eventually, all of this new to us plus the last time he had picked out an apartment for us, we ended up breaking up over it. Of course things were different now and we were planning on a future together, maybe not the typical marriage and family kind, but still we planned on forever. 

I kept my eyes on his before breaking into a wide smile, "I know. I love it." 

"Then its yours," He replied and pulled away from me, intertwining our hands and leading me towards the glass door of the balcony. Our view was breathtaking, overlooking a large part of Seattle. It was the first part of the house I was drawn too, luckily the rest was just as gorgeous. 

I leaned my chest against his back and wrapped my free arm around his waist, "Ours you mean."

"Are you going to be cheesy now?" He asked but grinned.

I nodded my head slowly and forced a serious face, "Yes. I'm happy which entitles me to being a little cheesy."

His grin got wider as he stared into my eyes, "As long as you're happy." 

"Are you happy?" I asked, getting a nod in response and breaking into a smirk, "Will you get cheesy too?" 

He laughed and reached for my body, forcing me to stand in front of him. "Never," He answered as he tried to keep a straight face. 

I shot my man an amused look and glanced at his soft lips before looking back into his gorgeous eyes, "We'll see." I grinned before kissing him softly, my hands on his chest in the process. 

"You should decide if you want to change something here before we move in," He said once our lips were apart again, pushing my hair off my face. 

"What do you mean? Everything's perfect already," I shrugged as I wrapped my arms around him and pressed my chest against his, my chin resting against his hard pecs. 

"I mean that once I'll start filming I'll have no time to think about...this," He explained, motioning around us. 

"Oh you're going all control freak on me..." I trailed off and bit my lip, making him roll his eyes even though he was still smirking, "I'll have plenty of time baby, I'll think about it. Unless you don't trust me." 

"Ha!" He exclaimed, spanking my ass lightly, "This is a trick. I trust you silly woman. You can turn this place upside down and I'd be fine with it." 

I made a show of massaging my cheek as I furrowed my eyebrows, "You're too strong for my own good." 

This time it was his turn to shoot me an amused look, "You love it." He pulled away from me regretfully, "There's one thing I really want to change though." 

My face turned serious and I tried to think of changes I'd want to make myself. "Tell me," I said softly. 

"I want a new bed," He said as he let a wicked grin appear on his handsome face. 

I nodded slowly and pursed my lips together, "A big one..."

"With a sturdy headboard," He added with a devious grin. God, he drove me crazy.

"For when your girls naughty?" I bit down on my lip again to conceal my smirk, my thoughts far from innocent and bordering freaky. He brought out my kinky side, made me crave him always. When he nodded his head, I continued on with the fantasy that would surely become a reality, "Will you tie me up?"

"You know me," He grinned wider and I swear, I almost shivered. "Are you cold?"

"A little," I smirked, the chilly breeze only one reason for my hard nips. Shooting him one more smirk, I walked over to the ledge and leaned against it, "I want a hot tub out here... maybe a pool down below."

He let out a soft laugh from behind me, setting his hands on either side of the railing next to my arms and resting his body against me, "I know I said anything you want, but you know that we're not going to live here forever, right?"

"Really? I had no idea," I set my chin on my shoulder and stuck my tongue out. 

His head dropped down to mine as he pretended to try to bite it, a huge smile replacing my previous expression. "If it's what you want, then it's what you'll get," He said seriously, making me wonder how I'd ever gotten so lucky. 

I turned my body even though he had me caged in against the ledge, tugging the bottom of his shirt to pull him even closer to me, "I love you."

"I know," He grinned wider, watching my face change as my eyes narrowed. 

"This joke doesn't make me laugh anymore," I said as I stuck my bottom lip out in a full pout. 

"It never did." He sighed and brushed his nose against mine, his smirk turning into a smile, "I love you." 

"I know," I retorted, a pleased grin on my lips as I pressed them against his chastely. "What's the plan for tonight?" 

He raised one eyebrow at me, leaning further into me so that my body was trapped between his and the railing. Any chance at being in control, he took it. "Plan? I don't even know what a plan is," Said my silly man. 

I let out a small chuckle as I let him tower over me, my arms wrapping around his waist while his hands didn't move from the iron bar behind me. "I wonder how long your silly mood will last," I said quietly, smiling up at him. 

"Don't worry, it will be gone by tomorrow when I'll start working 24/7 again," He grinned even though that wasn't that far from reality. Once he started a project, he devoted his entire life to it. This time it would be a lot different from the previous movie he had made since I wasn't in it. I knew what to expect and while that didn't necessarily make things easier, I knew that he'd always make time for me.

"Meh," I protested and this time the pout on my face was a genuine one. 

"Don't pout gorgeous," He said quietly as he nuzzled my neck, "Tonight I'm taking you out on a nice date, then I'll take you back to our hotel room and fuck you like there's no tomorrow."

"What if I want you now instead?" I asked softly, tangling a hand in his hair and shivering as his breath hit my skin. I felt my nipples harden, straining against my top while the rest of my body responded instantly to both his words and actions. 

"You know how I'm a fan of delayed gratification," He pushed my hair aside with his nose and sunk his teeth into my neck, gentle enough not to hurt but just right when it came to driving me crazy.

I grinned, guiding his head back up so his gorgeous eyes could meet mine again. "You're all talk," I said with a sigh, still grinning as he smirked.

"All talk?" He shook his head, "I'm going to fuck you Aria. But I'm going to make you wait, make you ache for it."

I pursed my lips together before eventually pouting again, sliding my hands down to the bottom of his shirt and sliding my hands underneath it to hold onto his hips. "Can I tell you a secret?" I asked, looking up at him through my lashes.

He lifted an eyebrow in amusement but nodded, "You can tell me anything gorgeous."

I grinned slowly while my thumbs mindlessly massaged circles on his soft skin, "I'm always aching for you."

He grinned wider at me, "It's no secret."

"Am I obvious?" I widened my eyes in mock surprise. 

He nodded as he kept a straight face, his eyes bored into mine, "You are." 

My surprised expression became more genuine before I broke into a wide grin, wondering if he really thought I was obvious. I was in the sense that he knew how I felt about him... but I'd also become good over the years at hiding my emotions. "Lies, I'm your mystery girl," I retorted as I wrapped my arms around his neck tight.

He grinned back at me, his face giving him away. As time passed, he was opening up more and more, his happiness showing and I felt really good knowing that I had played a major part in that. "It sounds dangerous," He said raising one eyebrow at me, amused by my description even if the word 'mystery' really fit him instead. 

"You're the dangerous one," I retorted with a silly face that made it impossible for him to take me seriously as my fingers played with his hair. He kept quiet and let me watch him, my eyes not moving from his as silence fell into the room. We'd come a long way and the fact that silences weren't awkward anymore? I took it as a sign that we were really turning into a serious couple, not meaning the boring type, just two adults ready to share their lives. "Will you think of me while filming?" I asked curiously. 

He broke into a soft laugh, not expecting that sort of question. "Always," He answered seriously. "Mostly during the parts where the guy is supposed to stick silver balls into the girl's ass," He added and couldn't help laugh again since the idea was a ridiculous one. And sounded seriously awkward and uncomfortable. There was no way I'd ever let him do that to me... and thank god he had no desire to.  

With a grin, I shook my head, "I love when  you're in a good mood... I must make you pretty happy."

He pretended to think about it before shrugging his shoulders, "You have your moments." Moments, my ass.

My mouth fell open before my grin returned, "I'm going to ignore that since I'm in such a good mood. Now give me a piggyback ride and show me our new house!"

He pulled me into his arms, easing my body away from the rail and kissing my forehead in the process. "Did the realtor not do a good enough job?" He lifted my body up effortlessly and carried me back towards the house, having to turn sideways to fit us both through the door. It felt surreal, this gorgeous place being ours. There was going to be a million things to change, paint, or work on and surprisingly, I couldn't wait.  

"If I say no, will you give me a tour?" I lifted an eyebrow and forced a serious face.

He shook his head, "I'll leave you on the couch while I call her and tell her we're no longer interested in her services. Or the house."

I sighed, "Just show me our room again! I want to look at my walk-in closet and fantasize about all the shoes I'll need to buy in order to fill it up."

This time it was Seb's turn to raise an eyebrow at me, "Will you leave some room for my clothes too please? Or should I move into the guest room?" 

"The guest room? What guest room?" I asked, my face as serious as his. "I thought that was going to be your office."

He parted his lips then closed them again in favor of laughing. I knew him so well, how he always felt the need to work at the craziest hours. If there was an office in our house then I'd use that to my own advantage simply so I could see him more. "You hate when I work at home," He pointed out, the word sounding foreign to me since home to me for the past few years had been in Los Angeles with Gavin. As much as I missed my best friend, I needed my boyfriend. "You just want a desk where I can fuck you."

"I'd never have such a naughty thought," I faked shock then grinned, kicking his ass gently with my foot. He also knew me pretty damn well... and my naughty tendencies were no secret. "Are you showing me our room or what?"

"Kick me again and I'll spank you so hard you'll regret it," He glanced at me as he walked toward the bedroom, holding me firmly against his back.

"You're going to do it anyway, you always find excuses," I shrugged before biting his ear.

He groaned but his smirk still hadn't budged, "Aria!" He tossed me on the bed, watching as my eyes moved around the room once again. "You're going to change everything, aren't you?" 

"Not everything," I bit down on my lip as my smirk widened. "I'll save all the remodeling for when we get our next house... the more permanent one."

He was silent for a moment and I brought my gaze back to him, wondering if I said the wrong thing even though we constantly spoke about our future together. Well, we planned on always, that was enough for me. "Are you already thinking of our next house?" He asked eventually and I smiled more genuinely, pushing my body up into a sitting position and shifting around so my legs were pulled up under my body and I was on my knees. 

"No, but it'll have to be pretty amazing in order to top this place," I said seriously, still sold on the view we currently had. I loved beauty, I loved the idea of waking up and going out to the balcony to drink my coffee and watch the sun rise.... If I ever woke up early enough that is. "I might just want to stay here forever instead."

He gave me a skeptical look while I kept smiling at him, wondering where his mind was since I was hinting at our future together. "Really?"

"We'll see how we like Seattle," I shrugged. "I bet that you'd rather live here than in Los Angeles."

"I'd rather live in a garbage dump than in Los Angeles," He said in monotone, never hiding how he disliked the city he had lived in most of his life. It wasn't even a bad place. In fact, I loved it LA. But when it came down to it, I loved Sebastian more. I loved that man more than anything. 

"It's not that bad!" I protested, poking his chest but keeping my smile in place. 

He shrugged my words off, not really wanting to get into this conversation when we had just found a place to stay for the next few months. One step at time, this was all new territory to us in a sense. "It has its good sides,"He admitted even though his voice didn't sound convinced at all.

I raised one eyebrow, surprised that he'd admit it and curious what he liked about the city. "Like what?" I asked as I grabbed his arm and gave it a pull to force him to sit next to me.

He reached for my tiny body and adjusted me in his arms, my legs laying across his lap and my head resting on his chest. "My family is there," He answered honestly. 

"Good point," I smiled up at him with my eyes wide, my arm sneaking behind his back and resting there. I kept quiet for a few moments and got lost in my thoughts, wondering where we'd end up after we finished with Seattle. It made me think about the first house we had together which had originally started out as Seb's house. "What happen to the house we used to live in together?" I asked eventually.

He parted his lips and closed them again since he hadn't seen that coming. The past was just the past and we rarely brought it up, especially since it didn't end so well. "It's still there," He answered cryptically as he ran his hand up and down my leg in an attempt to distract me.

"Oh really," I raised one eyebrow at him, not impressed with his answer or his touching.

"I wanted to sell it but I didn't eventually," He said flatly and looked past me to stare out of the window. 

I studied his flawless profile and thought back to the house where we had originally fallen in love, the place I imagined us growing old together and raising children in. Yeah, I was naive then and everything had changed, but we had some really good memories in that house. "Will you sell it now?" I asked when he said nothing more, lost in his own thoughts. Sometimes I felt like I'd give anything to know what was going on in that handsome head of his.

He looked back at me and shrugged, "Should I?"

"Well you have no desire to live in Los Angeles..." I trailed off with a smile, wanting him to know that I'd always choose him. He'd come before anything; my career, friends or family, even the city I lived in. My future was him, the rest would all fall into place. It wasn't that I'd give up my career for him, but I didn't plan on being an actress for the rest of my life and I sure as hell wasn't going to over do it again with three movies in one year. I was exhausted and this break was much needed. 

"Would you be happy living in San Francisco?" He asked, the question I had been waiting for since we got back together and he made it clear time after time again that he had no desire to live in his hometown. 

"I'm happy when I'm with you," I answered honestly, used to living on location and knowing that being away from him for a week here and a month there was too hard. "But like you said, we don't have to think about it now. We have a while baby," I added with a smile.  

He processed my words and then my expression, trying to find something that could tell him that I wasn't being completely honest. I was though, I meant every word I had said. He let a small smile curve his lips, somewhat glad that we just touched this conversation and we got out of it pretty well. "Since when did you become so wise?" He asked as he held me closer to him.

"I've always been, only you never noticed before," I wrinkled my nose.

"You're right, we don't have to think about it now."

I shot him an amused look, one that hid how pleased I was since he rarely admitted that I was right. He liked to be the right one, even when he was in the wrong. It was pretty frustrating, but that was my man. "And what should we think about now?" I asked, biting my lip.

"I'm thinking about paying this place, getting the keys and moving here all our stuff before tomorrow," He answered seriously, planning already and while I shouldn't have been surprised? I still was. 

I widened my eyes, "Tomorrow? Are you crazy? It's impossible." I shook my head, more interested in breaking in the bed rather than searching for a new one. Frustrating.

"Nothing's impossible." He smirked and spanked my ass lightly, "Look at us."

"You mean how we can overcome anything?" I grinned at both his words and his actions, loving when he was this genuinely happy. Plus the fact that I put him in this good mood? That made me feel pretty good about myself. 

His smirk stayed in place as he lifted an eyebrow, "You sound like a life coach now."

"I prefer the term cheerleader...." I trailed off with a serious face before breaking into another grin as he spanked me again. "Hey! I know you like this booty, but what did I do to deserve that?"

"I was picturing you in a cheerleading costume," He replied and my grin widened.

"Uniform," I corrected him. He looked confused for a moment and I took the opportunity to cuddle him. "Cheerleading uniform, not costume... Haven't you seen Bring It On?"

"No and I'm surprised you have," He shifted my body so that I was straddling him with my legs bent on both sides of his body. His hands dropped down to my ass as he looked into my eyes, still smirking and looking more handsome than ever, "Where's the realtor? Hasn't it been an hour yet?"

I faked a pout, "Are you trying to get rid of me already?"

He laughed and shook his head, "I want to get this place taken care of so we can get a new bed."

"And break it in tonight?" I gave him a coy smile, leaning into his body to steal a quick kiss.  

"No naughty girl," He smirked and kept his lips pressed against mine, not sounding even the slightest but surprised that my thoughts were on when he'd be inside of me again. It was the effect he had on me always, and he loved it.

"But you're not any better...don't tell me you didn't think about it," I said back before capturing his bottom lip with my teeth and biting down hard while my eyes bore into his.

He groaned as he set his hands on my hips, holding them tightly. "I didn't," He lied. 

I pretended to believe him and frowned as I pulled my head back, my fingers playing with the collar of his shirt, "No sexy time tonight?"

He laughed at my use of words as he got up and carried me in his strong arms, walking out of the room before he had the chance to end up inside of me. "I already told you what my plans are," He said seriously as he headed back to the living room, noticing how my eyes moved from him to follow the view out of the window. He squeezed my ass to have my attention again, "When we'll move in, I'll fuck you here, against the glass."

"Is that a promise?" I lifted an eyebrow while keeping my face straight, which was hard considering how turned on the idea got me. The thing about Seb was that he liked sex hard and kinky... but in private places. Sure we had an amazing view, but the thought of someone seeing us? That drove me crazy. 

"Can't you take my word for it?" He asked while I grinned, my grin only widening the more I stared at him. "What?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "I love you so much, you frustrating man."

He lifted an eyebrow and shot me an amused look, "What did I do now?"

"I'm trying to focus on how silly you are instead of how bad I want to fuck you," I admitted and nuzzled his neck. 

He let out a low laugh, my body shaking a little in his hold, "And how's that working for you?"

"Your hands are on my ass, so it's not working very well," I nipped at his skin, pulling my head back to grin at him. 

He shook his head and an adorable look appeared on his gorgeous face, the look that made me love him a little more every time. "Aria...what will I do with you?" He asked as he stared into my eyes, the question one that didn't need an answer. 

"What will you do?" I echoed him, pressing my body harder against his and shooting him a naughty look.

"I'm bad with words babe, I can't express myself," He grinned at me before planting a firm spank on my ass, making me jump a little in his arms.

I opened my mouth, ready to act surprised and silly, when we heard the door open and I slid down his body hurriedly. "You better behave now," I said as I recomposed myself.

He gave me an amused look, keeping an arm around my waist as he pressed his lips against my ear. "How can I fuck you in front of Seattle when you get all shy because of a woman only?" He whispered as he grinned, teasing me with his words. 

I looked up at him and widened my eyes, "You're naughty."

He replied with just a smirk on his face, heels clacking across the floor and making me curious of what he would have said next. "Miss Gates?" The realtor called out, her appearing in the living room not more than a minute later and smiling at us. "I hope you had enough time to consider the house."

"We'll take it," Seb replied in his all business tone, narrowing his eyes a little when she looked at me for a confirmation. Seb was an intimidating man though, I couldn't say I blamed her. 

I nodded, "It's an amazing place. We wanted to move in tonight if possible..."

She widened her eyes with her lips pursed, nodding her head while shuffling the papers in her hand and scrolling on her phone at the same time, "Tonight... I'll see what I can do."

I watched in silence as she left us alone again, already talking to the seller and trying to work out a deal. I grinned as I looked at my boyfriend, "What if she says no?"

"Then I'll offer more than the asking price," He replied seriously, used to always getting his way. 

"You won't take no for an answer, huh?" 

He cracked a smile, "No."

I wrapped my arms around his waist and shook my head, "It's one of the things I love about you."

"How persistent I am?" He asked and raised an eyebrow. 

"No," I shook my head again, "How frustrating you are."