Chapter 13

Newt

My hands shookas I held onto the doorframe, my fingers turning white from how hard I gripped the wood. Right after almost being run over, everything had felt numb. However, as I ran the distance to Sebastian's apartment, more and more feelings erupted inside me until I'd become a jittery mess. I probably looked half crazed as I shoved the door open, but I didn't care. All I wanted was to find Sebastian.

As soon as he saw me, Sebastian's face morphed into a look of concern. He held out the arm not gripping his crutch in my direction, inviting me into his embrace.

"Oh my god. Newt, what happened? Come here."

I stumbled over the remaining distance between us and buried myself against his chest. His familiar scent of bergamot and leather calmed my nerves and finally stopped my hands from shaking.

Sebastian couldn't support us both while standing on one leg. So, he sat on the edge of his desk and let his crutch clatter to the floor before wrapping both arms around me.

"Who is this? What's going on? You didn't mention anyone else was involved," someone barked.

I peeked out from the safety of Sebastian's embrace to see two unfamiliar men staring at me with a mix of confusion and suspicion.

Sebastian held me closer. "This is Newt. He's my... boyfriend and has been helping me with my injuries."

We hadn't actually discussed terms yet, and whether or not we were an official couple, so I understood his hesitance over the word "boyfriend". However, I'd used the same term when talking about him to my sister, so it seemed we were both on the same page.

The two unfamiliar men looked very official, dressed in suits and polished shoes. They were definitely government men. One seemed mostly confused, clutching a briefcase in front of him like a shield. The other one, with glasses and perfectly styled hair, glared at me like I'd just pulled a gun on him.

"Civilians shouldn't be involved in this matter," the guy with the glasses and great hair growled.

Damien stepped between us, blocking me from the stern man's suspicious eyes.

"It seems like he's already involved. Newt, you said someone tried to kill you. What happened? Weren't you meeting with your sister?"

Now that I'd calmed down a little, I realized how pathetic I must look to this room full of impressive men. Gathering my nerves and wiping away the terrified tears from my eyes, I tried my best to explain what had happened as calmly as possible.

The unfamiliar men turned out to be FBI agents who had been investigating the recent attempt on Sebastian's life. They had several questions for me, especially the man with glasses.

Unfortunately, I couldn't answer most of them.

"No, I didn't get a license plate. I don't think they had one, but the car looked just like the ones that ran Sebastian off the road. There was even a big swipe down the side like it was in a recent collision."

They weren't convinced by my story. If anything, my lack of helpful details only seemed to annoy them. The one still holding the briefcase in front of his chest even rolled his eyes.

"A black car with dark windows isn't very specific. A similar scratch along the side isn't enough. We can't take that to court."

Sebastian's arm tightened around my waist. "It's still too much of a coincidence to be ignored. This should at least be enough to get a warrant to seize the footage from the traffic cameras outside the restaurant. You were just making big promises about protecting us, but if this is all the work you're willing to put in, then we're probably better off protecting ourselves like we have for the last ten years." Sebastian scoffed.

The man with glasses, apparently named Agent Long, glanced at his companion out of the corner of his eye. "No one is saying that we won't investigate. We're just warning you that there's a good possibility that nothing will come of it."

Although what he said seemed to be intended as a reassurance for Sebastian and Damien, it was also obviously directed at the other agent as well.

The man, introduced as Agent Adder, just shrugged and nodded.

Agent Long seemed to accept this silent agreement, for his gaze turned a little bit warmer as he focused on me and both of the Roth brothers again. "For now, all three of you need to stay here while we look into it. I'll let you know what we find."

"Sounds good," Damien said as he led Sebastian, and by extension me, toward the door. "Sebastian, why don't you go upstairs and rest while I see these agents out. I will also need to give Max and Travis a call to let them know I won't be home anytime soon." Damien frowned, his lips in a tight line.

"I don't need to rest," Sebastian protested. "A single meeting isn't going to tire me out."

"Well, why don't you take Newt upstairs to rest then. He looks like he's about ready to collapse."

It was a testament to my condition that I wasn't sure if Damien was merely using me as an excuse to get Sebastian to rest, or if I really did look as bad as he described.

Probably both.

Thanks to Sebastian's leg, it took several minutes to guide him up the stairs. Not for the first time, we both cursed whoever decided not to install an elevator in the building. By the time we reached his bedroom, I collapsed onto his bed with a groan of exhaustion.

"Of course this had to be on a day when I met with my sister. Like that wasn't stressful enough on its own."

The bed dipped as Sebastian sat next to me. "How'd lunch with your sister go, by the way? You haven't told me much about her."

I squirmed across the bed until I could lean my head on his chest.

"There's not much to tell. She's a successful lawyer with a movie star fiancé. Her life's a success, so she thinks she knows the secret of life. Apparently, that gives her the right to decide what everyone else needs in order to be as successful as her." I sighed and pressed my face against Sebastian's shirt, inhaling his calming scent. "No. That's not fair. She means well and just wants me to be happy. Unfortunately, that meant using our lunch to set me up on a date."

"Excuse me?"

When I looked up, I was afraid Sebastian would be angry, but instead he only seemed amused.

"Yeah. She brought her fiancé's cousin along. I swear, I didn't know it was supposed to be a date until the end. No one told me."

Sebastian pressed a kiss to the top of my head, spreading warmth all the way down my body to the tips of my toes.

"I'm not upset that you were tricked into a date. So long as you corrected them."

In the chaos of almost being killed, madly running back to Sebastian's apartment, then explaining everything to a pair of FBI agents, I'd forgotten about the cause of my initial anger.

"I did correct them but they didn't believe me. I even showed them your picture and told them we were dating, but they thought I was lying. Apparently, the idea of you and I together is too ridiculous to be believed."

His arm hung around my shoulders, and his thumb drew little circles just above my elbow. It was such a small, absent gesture, I doubted he even knew he was doing it but the action was reassuring nonetheless.

"What's so ridiculous about it? We get along well and have a lot of similar interests."

"We'll, no one expects someone like you to be interested in video games and Disney movies."

"Someone like me?"

Even without looking, I could hear the smile in his voice. Pouting at him, I smacked his chest. "Don't play dumb. You know exactly what I'm talking about, Mister Tall-Dark-and-Handsome. Badass private detectives are supposed to end up with the femme fatale. Not the weird little nerd."

I meant it as a joke, but once the words were out of my mouth I realized how bitter they tasted.

Sebastian pressed another light kiss to my forehead. "I think you missed a few adjectives." Another kiss on the tip of my nose. "You forgot cute. And funny."

With each new adjective he pressed a kiss to another part of my face.

"Smart. Hardworking. Kind. Great in bed."

"You can't say that last one. We haven't gone all the way yet."

"That can be fixed."

He slipped his hand inside my shirt and ran his fingers lightly over my stomach. His touch made my cock twitch in my pants.

Maybe we should have stayed focused on more serious matters. There were certainly enough to go around. Someone tried to kill me barely an hour ago, and Sebastian had just found out that the man who killed his parents might be after him and Damien again.

However, I didn't want to think about any of that. It would still be waiting for us later, but for now, I just wanted to focus on Sebastian and the sense of intimacy between us.

My clothing quickly found a home on the floor. However, Sebastian's clothing took an extra minute. His pants had to be worked over his cast carefully to keep the cloth from snagging.

Eventually, we were both undressed and I straddled his lap. He leaned against the headboard and held me close, so I practically draped across his chest.

We kissed leisurely, just a unhurried exploration of lips and tongues that built slowly over several minutes. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders as I sat up straight. In this position, with him half slumped against the headboard and me upright, I was the taller one of the two of us for once. It was a heady feeling, looking down at him from such an angle. Our kiss deepened and I nipped at his lower lip while his hands settled on my waist.

"You know," he breathed against my lips as his fingers bit into the flesh of my hips. "Since you're playing the role of a nurse for me, you're going to have to dress the part someday."

I kissed him one last time before pulling back. "Are you asking me to dress up in a sexy nurse costume?"

"Or you could just wear your usual scrubs. Those Pac-Man ones were really cute. I wouldn't mind fucking you while you're wearing those."

Grabbing him by the chin, I tipped his head up so he looked straight into my eyes. "Those are the same scrubs I was wearing when we met. Were you thinking about fucking me even back then?"

"The thought did cross my mind. Especially after you delivered yourself right into my lap." His hands slid down to grip my ass. On the first day we met, I'd fallen on top of him by accident. The memory made heat suffuse my cheeks.

"Is this what you were hoping for back then? For me to pull you into a private room and climb into your lap, just like this?" I flashed what I hoped was a sultry smile at him.

"I certainly wouldn't have minded. But wouldn't you get in trouble for that? There must certainly be rules about having sex in the hospital's back rooms."

I leaned closer until we were almost kissing again. "For you, I'd be willing to take the risk," I breathed the words over his lips.

Sebastian's smirk brushed against my lips. "Well, Nurse Clary. You've got me here. What do you intend to do with me?"

"Ugh, it's been such a long shift today." I tangled my hands in his dark hair. "I need to let off some steam, and you seem like the perfect tool for that."

"Is that all I am to you? A tool for your pleasure?"

He sounded upset, but I could tell from the feeling of his aroused cock nudging against me that he was actually excited by the idea.

Moving my hips, I rubbed myself against him. "I'll take you out for coffee afterward. How about that?"

He gasped from the sudden stimulation and his hands slid down to grip my thighs. "Coffee? I think you'll owe me dinner after this."

"Dinner then." I moved my hips a bit faster, angling myself in just the right way so our arousals rubbed together. "We'll make it a proper date, but only if you successfully get me off."

We had to stop for a moment to retrieve supplies from the nightstand by Sebastian's bed. He rolled a condom into place while I focused on preparing myself. I tried to act like I knew what I was doing, but I honestly couldn't remember the last time I'd gone all the way with someone.

Had it been months?

Years?

Wracking my brain, I realized the last time I let someone inside me was back during college, and that encounter hadn't been particularly memorable.

I tried to act like I knew what I was doing as I slid one finger inside myself while still perched on Sebastian's lap. The angle was awkward and strained my wrist, but it worked. My inner muscles slowly loosened, and I was soon able to add a second, then a third finger. It didn't hurt, but it wasn't pleasant either.

Sebastian grabbed my wrist and stopped the movement of my hand. "Hey. Slow down. You're treating this like a chore you've got to get out of the way."

He squeezed out some lube onto his hand, then replaced my fingers with his own. They stroked inside me slowly, pressing against internal muscles and teasing at my rim.

I gasped and buried my face against his neck as a ripple of pleasure traveled up my spine. He was clearly much better at this than I was.

"You're definitely earning that date," I whispered, a moan following the words from my lips.

"Maybe even a second date?"

I sank my teeth into the muscle of his neck as his fingers brushed over my rim, though I was careful not to bite down too hard.

"Don't push it," I breathed, my chest hitching.

I felt the vibration in his chest as he laughed, but he never stopped carefully working me open. Little by little I softened around him and his fingers reached deeper. I moaned against his shoulder as he hit something inside me that lit up every nerve in my body and stole the strength from my legs. I slumped down on his lap, gasping for air.

I knew that sweet spot existed. I'd found it several times on my own. However, I'd never had a partner locate it so easily.

Most didn't even bother trying.

Seeing my reaction, Sebastian kept tormenting that same spot with his fingers until I was weeping from the over-stimulation.

"There. I think that's enough." He kissed away the tears from my eyes. "Brace yourself and hold onto me."

I did as he said and gripped his broad shoulders with shaking hands.

His fingers disappeared from inside me, and I instantly missed the invasion, my hole fluttering, but a moment later his hands gripped me tightly around my hips. He repositioned me so the head of his cock pressed against my entrance.

"Deep breath."

His voice tickled against my ear and I could do nothing but comply.

Then, with one short movement, he thrust inside me.

It wasn't as difficult as I remembered. With past partners, the first breach had always been the hardest part to get through, yet this time Sebastian slipped in with only a pleasant amount of resistance. Apparently, his preparation of my body wasn't just more pleasurable than my own attempts, but more effective as well.

I figured Sebastian probably had more experience with sex than me. Not only was he older, but he was more conventionally attractive. He probably had people falling at his feet to sleep with him. Yet, I couldn't find it in myself to care about our different experience levels when I was the one reaping the benefits at that moment.

He pressed his cock forward until he was sheathed all the way inside me. Then he started moving, pulling out a little before shoving back in. I gasped as each time he struck that inner pleasure spot again and sent my vision spinning.

"Good. So good. Right there. Keep doing that."

While I couldn't stop myself from babbling, Sebastian fell silent. He was entirely focused on each movement, and his dark eyes bore into me with an intense stare.

He sped up, using his hands on my hips to bounce me on his lap. The entire length of his cock slid in and out of me, grinding deep against inner muscles as it dragged against that perfect pleasure spot again and again.

My whole body spasmed in little jolts like I was being electrocuted from the inside. I couldn't see straight through the ecstasy that burned through my veins like fire. Everything blurred together into a gray haze where I barely remembered my own name.

I didn't even realize I'd reached the peak of orgasm until I tipped over it. The sudden height of pleasure slammed into me, and for a moment I feared I had passed out.

Or maybe I'd died.

It would be a pleasant way to die. Much better than being run over by a car.

Sebastian groaned and I felt his cock swell, releasing a warmth into the condom inside me as he found his climax as well. We trembled together until the intensity of our climax finally released us from its clutches. Then we collapsed and lay quietly as we both caught our breath.

Eventually, when my senses returned to me, I'd have to leave the bed and clean us both up. Another bath would definitely be in order. However, just for a moment, I was content to quietly enjoy the little world of safety I'd found within the circle of Sebastian's strong arms.