Those Dalton boys know how to throw a prom that is for sure.  They don't have king or queen elections mainly because it was a joint event for two private schools but that is okay.  I did feel horrible about intruding on Hunter's date, well he claimed it wasn't a date.  But that poor girl seemed to think so.  She was nice enough, I tried to talk to her later.  But she really was in no mood to talk to the girlfriend, especially when Hunter was gushing about college plans.

Wanting to move in with me...

I'm not quite sure what to think about that.

But I came as Sebastian's date, so...

Sebastian and I danced the rest of the night away after that and then he swooped me off, back to his parents house.  They were on another trip. Where to he wasn't really sure.  But that didn't really matter because it just meant that Sebastian and I could be alone.

We haven't had much of that lately and honestly I missed that.

I missed him.

And it will be so much harder when a whole country separates us, being on different coasts. Three hour time difference and all.

"Princess, what do you say about a late night swim in the hot tub?"

I glance around the empty living room, leaving my purse on an end table and dropping my shoes on the floor. "Bastian, I didn't bring clothing for tomorrow let alone a bathing suit." He steps closer to me, pulling me into his arms. "Who said anything about needing suits Love?"  I'm blushing, fighting nervous giggles.  Sebastian brushes my hair off my face and grabs my hand, pulling me through the house to the back patio.  "Pretty Girl, I love it when you're so bashful like this.  Super hot and adorable."

His fingers make quick work of the corset lacing in the back of my dress and soon it is falling to the floor, leaving me in my strapless bra and panties.  I'm standing there, arms crossed over my chest self consciously as Sebastian smirks, shrugging out of his tuxedo jacket before turning to start the jets on the hot tub. He turns back to me bow tie unloosened and notices my clearly shy stance. The smirk falls from Sebastian's face and is instead replaced with a sweet smile.

He grabs my hand gently, bringing it up to his mouth for a kiss. "Love, it's just me. Just me and you. We don't have to do anything you don't want to do. Always remember that..."

I nod up at him as he draws me into his arms again, bending down slightly as I rise in my toes.  Our lips meet halfway.

Sweet Kisses.

Gentle kisses.

Loving kisses.

That swiftly become heated.

Hungry.

Needy.

My hands move under their own accord, hurriedly trying to unbutton Sebastian's shirt but I quickly grow frustrated at the pearl buttons.  I groan in frustration, trying desperately to keep from just tearing his designer dress shirt off his body.  Sebastian separates slightly from me and finishes unbuttoning it with sure fingers.  Removing his dress pants for good measure so we are both down to our undergarments, standing beside the hot tub.

He pulls me back into his arms, tilting my chin up so that I can look into his eyes, deliciously dark green now. But his voice is still sweet, soft yet sensual and smooth as silk. "We can stop at any time Princess. Just say the word." I raise as high on my toes as I can, practically scaling his body to get closer to him. I murmur softly just before our lips connect again, "Sebastian just shut up and kiss me."

Sebastian obliges gladly and soon we are both rid of the rest of our clothing.

Settled into the warm waters of the hot tub.

Kissing.

Touching.

For what feels like an eternity.

Until we both become terribly overheated.  Both figuratively and literally.

Princess, do you want to move this to the bedroom?

Words escape me, all I can do is nod as I continue to try and kiss him.  Sebastian laughs softly as he moves away from me, stepping out of the hot tub and wrapping a towel from the rack around his waist.  I whine softly at the loss of his body, but he reaches back for me, lifting me gently out of the hot tub as well. Soon I am swaddled in a fluffy towel.  He places gentle kisses to my forehead before grabbing my hand and leading me out of the patio, back through the kitchen and living room.  We leave our clothing scattered haphazardly around the lower level of the house as he leads me up to his bedroom.

We have no worries, no one is due home until Monday or Tuesday at the earliest and we should be gone way before then...

Hours pass swiftly and painstakingly slow at the same time as we reacquaint ourselves with each other.  An entire evening full of sensual touches, kisses.  Whispered words, promises.  Moans and whines of pleasure...

Yea, this is definitely what Sebastian and I needed.

I'm not sure what time it is when I finally wake up, but the sunshine is starting to stream in through Sebastian's window blinds.  He is still sleeping, looking like the sweetest, most innocent little boy known to man.  I could lay here and watch him sleep forever.  It is just too precious.  Tentatively I reach my fingers out and trace the planes of his face, his nose, cheekbones, jawline.

My breath hitches in my throat because Sebastian is honestly the hottest man on the face of the planet and I still cannot believe that I get to have him like this.  My engagement ring catches the sunlight streaming through the window and shimmers softly as I move my hand to his chest.  Tracing random patterns on his bare chest I whisper, "Sebby, you're absolutely beautiful."  His eyelashes flutter against his cheeks but his eyes do not open.  Still I hear his soft, sleep filled voice calling out.

Pretty Girl, I think you're beautiful too.  Although if you really want to see something impressive you need to look under the blankets.

My cheeks instantly warm as his beautiful green eyes flutter open, I know I'm blushing.  Sebastian lifts his hand to push my hair away from my face and then pulls me so that I am laying on top of him.  I rest my chin on his chest as he smiles down at me, voice soft and a tiny bit sad.  "Shann, I'm going to miss this.  Waking up with you in my arms like this.  Are you sure you can't reconsider and come to Columbia with me?'

I sigh softly as I use my fingers to spell out I love you on his chest in my loopy handwriting.  "Bas, I explained this to you before.  I'm not Rachel, Broadway is not my end all be all.  I want more than that and LA is the best option for me.  They are going to give me professional level acting and voice lessons.  Set me up with expert choreographers, directors, producers.  I'm not leaving you, I'd never leave you.  I see a whole future with you Bastian, honestly."

His eyes are shining but wary as he runs his hand lazily up and down my spine, "Its just frustrating.  Knowing that you'll be so far away, with Clarington of all people."  I slide up his chest and kiss his nose, moving my body so that I am now sitting up some, straddling his waist.  "Bas, don't worry about Hunter please.  I'm here now, with you, that is all that matters.  And we'll be together in the end, even if we will be separated for a little bit."  Sebastian sighs as his hands land on my hips, thumbs moving in small circles against my skin.  "Pretty Girl, how can you be so sure?"

I smile down at him.  "Sebby, I just know.  We'll have this big white wedding, all our friends, our family surrounding us.  You'll be the hottest, best lawyer in the entire country.  And I'll be an actress, singer, dancer.  Starring in the new movie adaptation of 'West Side Story', Maria of course."  Sebastian smirks up at me, interrupting, "Oh, of course.  I wouldn't expect anything else."  I giggle as I tap my fingers on his chest.  "Of course.  And we'll have this great big house.  Two sweet, beautiful children, an adorable boy with your bright green eyes and my hair color and demeanor.  Little Thomas Bartholomew, my little angel.  And a pretty little girl, with my big brown eyes and your hair color.  Your personality, but still able to wrap you around her little finger. Anastacia Elizabeth, our naughty little princess."

He pulls me back down to lay on top of him, voice soft as he wraps his arms securely around me.  "And where would I and little Tommy and Stacey be while you are off collecting, what your first Oscar or Grammy?"  I smile, pressing sweet kisses to his jawline.  "Why you would be with me of course, my hot arm candy of a husband, stealing my spotlight on the red carpet by being so devastatingly handsome.  Attracting attention, becoming the first ever male model / super attorney in existence.  And Tommy and Stacey would be with their favorite Uncle.  My guess is either Puck or Blaine, depending on how corrupted we want them to be at an early age.  Can't you just see it, Sebastian?"

He laughs as he captures my lips with his own, distracting me as he rolls us over on the bed so that I am now on my back.  Separating slightly he shoots me a wink and smirk that would have caused my knees to buckle had I been standing.  "Yes Love, I can.  Perhaps we should get some practice in trying to make those babies..."  I giggle as he starts kissing me again, it really doesn't look like we are going to be leaving this room any time soon.

But honestly I wouldn't have it any other way...