::Shaant Hacikyan::One Shot::Love By The Merch Booth::Part One::

SARAH’S POV

I was on my way to pick up Shaant and I was so excited to see him. Luckily I had time to clean my apartment. I waited for him at the right terminal the plane had been delayed but only by a half an hour. Finally I saw him towering over everyone walking quickly towards me. I sprinted through the crowd and literally ran into him wrapping my arms around him in a hug while I buried my face in his shirt. He smelled like I remembered him. Some cologne I didn’t recognize that suited him perfectly. He bent down to press his lips to my head and mumbled into my hair. I pulled away from him slightly and look at him.

“What?” I asked chuckling.

“I said, I missed you so fucking much,” and he pressed his lips to mine. When he pulled away I let out a content sigh.

“Are you tired?” I asked.

“A bit,” he answered, “why?”

“Just wondering,” I said smiling up at him. He grabbed my hand and kissed me lightly and then we turned to go to the car. I drove us to my apartment quickly. Eager to be home so I could be closer to Shaant. His long arm lay over the middle console and his hand rested on my leg rubbing it gently. His head laid back on the headrest as he stared out the moon roof at the stars.

“I never see the stars when I’m in the big cities,” he commented.

“It’s the only thing I like about living here,” I said. He looked over at me and I briefly took my eyes off the road to look at him. There was a smile on his face that held a hint of something mischievous. We got to the apartment and he was half asleep in the passenger seat.

“Come on,” I said getting out of the car. I grabbed his bag and walked into the building. We went up to the third floor and opened the door. As soon as I stepped inside Shaant swept me off my feet and carried me over to the couch his bag fell out of my hand as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders to keep from falling. He fell backwards onto the couch with me on top of him.

“Mmmmmm,” he said as he wrapped his arms around me tighter. I laughed lightly and buried my face into the crook of his neck. “You have no idea how much I missed you. I’ve wanted to do this for a long time.”

“Do what?” I asked kissing the spot below his ear.

“Hold you,” he said quietly. My heart was beating too fast for it to be healthy. I was feeling something for Shaant that I probably shouldn’t be feeling right now. I played with the collar of his t-shirt mulling over my feelings. “What are you thinking about?” he asked me playing with my hair.

“Um…”I started nervously burying my face deeper, “How I think I might be falling in love with you,” I said quietly. I lifted my head to see his reaction. To my surprise he was smiling. He eagerly pressed his lips to mine and I gripped the top of his t-shirt tighter. He pulled away briefly to say, “I feel the same way, Sarah.” I smiled and moved so I was straddling him. I looked down at him my hair hanging around us. Shaant smiled up at me and put his hand on my cheek rubbing his thumb over my cheek bone. Our kisses started slow and turned feverish and hungry. Shaant sat up and pulled us closer together. I lightly bit his lip and he let out a sound of shock and I smiled against his lips. He stood up pulling me with him and I wrapped my legs around him. He found his way to my bedroom and he pushed me back onto the bed crawling on top of me pulling my t-shirt off. I squirmed out of my jeans as he pulled his shirt off. His lips found mine as our breathing grew heavy. His jeans were rough against my bare legs.

Was this a mistake? Was I about to make a mistake?

Shaant kissed my collar bone and fluttered little kisses over to my shoulder making me laugh.

“Does that tickle?” he asked. I nodded laughing and he did it again from one shoulder to the other.

“Stop it,” I giggled.

“Stop what?” he asked as he lightly bit the skin at the base of my neck. I sucked in a breath in surprise and was frozen in shock. My hands traveled on their own down his chest and stomach to his pants. I undid the top button and Shaant’s voice filled my ear.

“Sarah,” he breathed, “you don’t have to do this. I’ll wait until you’re ready.”

“I am ready,” I told him as I unzipped his pants and he kicked them off. I loved Shaant more than I loved anything in the world. I wasn’t going to let him get away from me now or ever. Shaant slid one bra strap down kissing a slow path after it. My heart was getting out of control when his hands slid down my chest, over my stomach and down to my underwear. He slid them off me and his hand graced my inner thigh making me hold my breath. Shaant slid kisses down my neck, over my collar bone, down my chest and to my stomach. My hands pulled at the elastic of his boxers eager for him to be closer to me than any other guy has.

“Shaant,” I breathed as he teased me with playful touches. Our breathing was heavy as I gripped his broad shoulders and arched my back.

*****

Shaant wrapped his arm around me and pulled me on top of him and I laid my head on his chest trying to catch my breath. I ran my finger over the sweat on his collar bone and placed a kiss on his chest. Shaant let out a sigh and I could tell he was drifting off to sleep. I ran my nose up the middle of his chest and his breathing tightened.

“That’s not nice,” he whispered his eyes still closed.

“What about this?” I asked just as quietly as I slowly ran my tongue up from the base of his neck to his ear. I lightly took a nibble at his ear and he quickly rolled over on top of me growling menacingly in my ear. I looked up at him laughing.

“Now little missy, I shall have to punish you,” he said looking down at me.

“I take my punishment for my evil deeds!” I said dramatically looking away from him and letting my arms flop to the side. He pushed the hair out of my face and I looked up at him. He had a small smile face as I looked into his gorgeous eyes.

“You are so gorgeous, Sarah,” he said and I blushed.

“Is this my punishment? Making me feel extremely naked and make me blush?” I joked.

“What? You’re naked?!!” he teased and I laughed at him. “You have the most gorgeous smile I’ve ever seen.”

“Then I guess you haven’t looked in a mirror?” I asked him.

“I have actually. I didn’t know my smile was anything spectacular,” he commented.

“Indeed it is,” I told him sweetly. Shaant laid down partially on top of me. I kissed his nose and scooted out from under him.

“Where you going?” he asked confused.

“I’m just putting some clothes on. I’m not a huge fan of sleeping naked when it’s cold out,” I said as I pulled on my underwear and a tank top. Truth? I’m embarrassed of how I look and didn’t want Shaant looking at me while I’m naked. So I’m self conscious so sue me.

“Well get back here,” he laughed, “I’ll keep you warm.”

I ran back to the bed and crawled in next to him.

“I suppose I could put clothes on too,” he said getting out of bed.

“Not to much,” I said smiling at him. He laughed and pulled on his boxers, walked over to the wall and turned the lights off before crawling into bed. He let out a sigh as his head hit the pillow.

“If I wasn’t tired before I am now,” he mumbled into my shoulder as he pulled me close to him.

“Agreed,” I yawned.

“Sarah I want to tell you something but I don’t want you to freak out and you don’t have to say anything if you don’t want to okay?” Shaant said pulling away enough to look at me. I can’t lie though…I was freaking out.

“Okay.”

“I’m madly in love with you and I can’t wait to spend every moment with you this week,” he said. I smiled at him and the nervous look on his face disappeared.

“I love you too Shaant,” I said and pressing my lips against his forcefully. Shaant’s hand slid up my tank top and I pulled away from him. “Don’t start that again,” I breathed, “I’m still recovering.”

“Sorry,” he said kissing me lightly and moving his hand to my back. I curled up next to him placing my head on his chest and once more let out a content sigh.