To Caress My Day

After getting back from another hire, Twigs had hopped into the shower and was now indolently drifting down the hall from it in nothing but a white tank top and matching panty. She was too worn to put any respectable clothes on so she headed for her living room to drop dead on her couch. It wasn’t like the job she just wrapped up was anything too grueling or notable or anything, it jammed some dollars in her wallet to help remedy any bills she’d voluntarily been omitting. Soundlessly, she lowered herself down onto her couch and stayed there. The ticking of the kitchen clock was all that could be heard as she stared off into that area of her apartment. Drawing her bare knees up to her chest, Twigs wrapped her arms around them and let the hush surround her as she sat there, her hair slowly drying. Even though there was stillness in the apartment, her operating mind was in disorder. It was poring over everything after the other and was rapidly giving her a throbbing headache while concurrently abating her of all the remaining strength she had left after her gig. Twigs had no idea how long she’d been sitting there when a phone call came in…from all the way in her bedroom.

“Fuck.” Twigs groaned as she realized she would have to get up to fetch it. It could be important, and that potentiality got her up from the couch to head back down the hall. Finding the device on her bedside table, she unplugged it from its charger and answered it right away as she returned to the couch in her living room. “Hello?”

“Hello to the most beautiful woman of all time.” Seth cheerily greeted his girlfriend back.

Stopping in her tracks, Twigs suddenly was rekindled back into the world of the living from hearing her man’s voice. When she picked up the phone in her bedroom, she hadn’t bothered to check the Caller ID, so she was stunned to hear his voice. But just in case her mind was playing a sadistic game on her, she whispered. “S-Seth?”

“Yup, I would be he.” Seth supported with a chuckle at Twig’s awestruck tone.

“Hi!” Twigs blurted out, suddenly unable to fathom how to address the very man she loved after not hearing from him for…god knows how long at this point. Her small feet went back into motion except this time her pace was much more snaillike than before.

Chuckling again at Twig’s sudden girl crush behavior, Seth replied. “Hey to you too, Pixie. Tell me, are you in your apartment right now?”

“Yes, I am.” Twigs verified as she curled up back on the couch, but this time with a giant grin on her face from hearing the sound of Seth’s voice again. It liquified her insides into mush, made her brain woozy from the sheer warmth of it, and sent her heart racing. Until his question registered in her mind, awakening her from his spell. “Wait, why do you ask?”

“Because I’m having a special surprise delivered to you. It should be arriving any minute now.” Seth leaked, grinning from his end as he strode down a familiar apartment’s barren hallway.

“A surprise?! Really?” Twigs squealed with excitement, finding this to be completely unexpected but a welcome distraction from her dreary life in London. “What is it? Can you give me a hint?”

“Ah ah ah! You’ll get to see it when it arrives, Pixie! You aren’t getting anything out of me.” Seth told Twigs, unwilling to budge on the subject no matter how much she begged and pleaded for more information. “Like I told you, your surprise will arrive any second.”

Suddenly, a knock sounded on Twig’s apartment door, making her gasp and jump from fright. Staring in the direction of the door, she whispered into the phone to Seth. “Is that it?”

“Yup.” Seth confirmed, successfully biting back a laugh as he stood on the other side of Twig’s door. “So move your butt and answer it already, woman!”

“Alright alright!” Twigs giggled, but as she rose from the couch she was reminded that she wasn’t acceptably dressed to receive any deliveryman at her door. “Shit, I forgot I’m not dressed!”

“Seriously?!” Seth answered back with excitement in his voice. His eyes grew big with pleasure as he hastily prompted her to disregard her state of dress. “Well then that doesn’t matter all that much, now does it? Hurry up and answer the damn door already!”

“Yes, it damn well matters!” Twigs objected, not grasping what was wrong with her normally overprotective boyfriend. He never would’ve wanted anyone to see her in stripped state…outside work. “I don’t know about you, but I don’t want anyone to see me like this other than my boyfriend!”

“No no no, baby please! Please ,you gotta trust me on this one!” Seth pleaded, praying she would listen. His unplanned visit would be one to especially remember if she would only open the door scantily dressed. If she choose to get dressed, well, his trip would still be worth it in the end even minus the super sexy welcome. “I know it sounds crazy, but…answer the door. I promise you won’t regret it.”

Twigs was NOT comfortable with this idea at all! The only reason she was even considering doing what Seth wanted was because he’d never led her astray before. She trusted him wholeheartedly, and knew in her heart that he would never lead her to expose herself to some stranger or a random pervert!

Unless…that pervert was Seth himself, of course.

For some reason that unlikely idea gave Twigs the motivation to open her door to the delivery man. But there was no delivery man standing on the otherside of her door. There was only a grinning Seth waiting there wearing thick black sunglasses and a blonde wig under a trucker hat. One of Twig’s hands flew to her mouth as she let out a sharp gasp and stepped back in surprise.

With his infamous grin on his face, Seth lustful eyes devoured Twigs’s scantily clad form as he stood tied up in his own luggage. “Jesus Christ, woman…just look at you. Heaven could never compete.”

Dropping her phone to the floor, Twigs let out a small scream of relief that it did turn out to be Seth after all! Hurling her entire frame at him, she wrapped her arms around his neck, completely incognizant that he had luggage on him. “MY BABY!”

“Ah!” Seth hailed out in surprise, nearly falling back on his feet. He had already had to haul his own luggage around, and so that weight with the addition of his girlfriend’s nearly threw him entirely off balance. “Uh, I don’t suppose you’re gonna let me go so I can get inside?”

Twigs shook her head, unable to string any words together, her face buried in the crook of his neck where she could inhale the scent of his cologne into her lungs forever.

“Okay then.” Seth yielded, not wishing to forcibly maneuver her off of him when all he wanted was to pull her even closer. But there will be time for that soon. For now, he had to get INTO the apartment. Using his strength to press one stable hand onto Twig’s lower back, Seth began to walk them into her place with her still hooked onto him like a leech. With some struggle, he shut and locked the door behind him, but his girlfriend still wouldn’t liberate him so he could deal with his luggage next. “Pixie?”

Twigs didn’t respond. She was still tightly clinging to her boyfriend.

“No problem,” Seth brushed off. He then proceeded to shrug the luggage off of his shoulders. This was a bit difficult, but he made it happen no matter how frustrating it was. Finally free, he wrapped both arms around Twig’s slender form to find she was trembling. It almost didn’t concern him until he heard her sniffle in the crook of his neck. Rubbing his large palm down her back to soothe her, he parted his lips to whisper words of comfort when he suddenly felt through her tank top just how skinny she was compared to when he last held her. It didn’t come as a shock to him because he knew the reason behind it. Araceli’s cancer was not only affecting her health but the health of her husband and daughter too. Kissing the top of Twig’s head, Seth cooed to her as he walked them further into the apartment. “My Pixie, it’s gonna be okay. I’m here now, and I’m not leaving you unt-”

Twigs cut Seth off when she took the opportunity to withdraw her head from the crook of his neck and turn her lips to snare his in an insatiable kiss. She heard him release an equally ravenous groan before his arms mashed her tighter to his taller frame, his lips parting to give her full access to him. Having to have all of him in the only way she could, Twig dived her fingers under Seth’s blonde wig and through his natural short brown hair, knocking both the wig and the trucker hat right off his head and bouncing onto her hardwood floors.

Not that either one cared.

Now that she had Seth MacFarlane as her love prisoner, Twigs kept a hold of his head as she turned hers to slant her full luscious lips over his. Her tongue delved deep, plundering everything in her path like a hardened vanquisher. She kissed him as if her very life depended on it, and right now it certainly did.