Title: Jump In
Author: jillrocca
Fandom: Valentine's Day, 2010
Pairings: Sean/Holden
Summary: As an international businessman, Holden had been everywhere and seen everything and thought he knew it all. Thought he knew who he was and what he wanted, but that was before Sean came along.

A/N: Sorry if there are mistakes, I self-beta. Sorry this took so long.

Chapter 3: Dessert

Holden's office, Tuesday Morning

Downtown Los Angeles, CA

Shit, shit, shit.

Was all Holden could think as he tore apart his office looking for his cell phone. He could have swore he had it yesterday, but after he almost leveled the house looking for it, he couldn't find it. He looked all over his office for the thing, but nothing. He hadn't been to the office yesterday and he distinctly remembered having it in his hands yesterday evening after the football game.

The football game … oh shit.

It took only an instant for the crushing realization to sink in. He fell back on his chair holding his hand over his eyes. He had lost it at the stadium. Shit. He had important clients' names and contact information in that thing. He was fucked.

After a moment he sighed and remembered that he and his secretary had a file with all the clients names and contact information on their computers, but still. He had all of his personal contacts on that phone as well. He was going to have to call to have the number cancelled so that no one bought an obscene amount of games on his phone and …

The phone on his desk rang. His secretary wasn't in yet so he answered it.

"Holden Wilson."

"Holden? Hi, it's Sean." Came a deep voice on the other end.

In his surprise Holden just held the phone to his ear saying nothing. How did he get this number?

"Holden?" Sean said after another moment.

"Uh, uh, yeah. Hello,"

"Hi," Sean said again, "I tried calling your house, but you weren't there. You dropped your Blackberry in front of the locker room the other day,"

"Oh! Oh, so, so, you have it. That's great! I've been looking for that thing everywhere."

"Right! So, I guess you want it back. Are you free later?"

What? "Yes, yes I am." He kind of needed his phone back now, why couldn't Sean just come by his office and drop it off now? He could give him the address. "Wait, why can't you just bring it over now? I can give you directions to my office."

Sean hesitated, "I would but I'm at practice right now." He said. "Look, meet me at The Palm Tree restaurant downtown about seven and I'll give you back your phone then."

"Oh, uh—"

"Until then," And Sean hung up.

Holden stared at the phone for a moment afterwards wondering if he should feel relieved that Sean had his phone, or worried. It felt like he was forced to go out on a date with this man. A date? No, he was just going there to get his phone back. So Sean had said meet at a restaurant around dinner time. That didn't mean that they had to go inside the restaurant. No. It didn't.

:::

Sean could have given Holden his cell phone during the day, there was no way he had a practice right after a game and it was the last game of the season before the playoffs. He had a couple of days off, but then it was back to practice. He did work out today though right after he talked to Holden so he wasn't completely lying. He had really wanted to see Holden again to figure out his feelings. Seeing him after the game was really shocking. He tried not to let it show at the time, but the odds of them meeting again had been very slim.

He got to the restaurant early. He adjusted his suit tie feeling nervous. This was his first date … night out with someone in a long time. He didn't usually have time for these things with his schedule and it was pretty difficult to find someone with what little time he had to go out (outside of team functions that was, and how the hell would he ever meet another gay man at his team parties? Gay men didn't usually watch football, but Holden was at his game, which had terrified him at first, but then it gave him a little hope.

But, now hold on, that didn't make any sense. If Holden watched football, then he might have an idea as to who Sean was. He didn't mean to brag, but he wouldn't deny that had done a lot for the NFL and he was famous. Had Holden feigned indifference on the night that they met? They were both pretty drunk, it was true but … damn, now he was so confused.

He looked up after realizing, embarrassingly, that he had been staring off into space at his plate. When he looked up he saw Holden speaking with the hostess at the front of the restaurant looking a little perplexed. Sean straightened up in his chair and smiled when Holden noticed him sitting at his table. Holden pointed to Sean and the hostess seated him with Sean.

"Hi," Holden said smiling politely once he had sat down.

"Hello, and here …" Sean said reaching into the inside breast pocket of his suit jacket, "Is your cell phone," he pulled out the phone and handed it to Holden.

As Holden reached out to grab his phone, smiling. "Thank you so much. I can't even imagine what my superiors would do if I lost this."

"Where do you work?" Sean asked.

"Huh?" Holden had been staring at his phone, "Oh! Um, I work for the Kristof & Weston group." He said.

Sean was taken aback. Kristof & Weston was one of the top companies in Los Angeles. "I'm impressed," he said. "What do you do there?"

Holden seemed like he didn't want to say. He laughed in that way people do when they are embarrassed and can't think of anything to say. However, he said, "I'm a partner and I oversee all of the corporate development and forge relations with our international clients."

"Wow, so you must do a lot of traveling." Sean said staring intently at Holden.

"Yeah, I do." Holden said with a smile. At least this wasn't too awkward. Well, Holden didn't like to talk about his job with strangers, but then again he and Sean did have sex and met by chance again and now they were having dinner together. Did they qualify as strangers anymore?

"But you, you're a football player! That has to be exciting." Holden added.

"Yeah, it is," Sean said nodding and then he looked directly at Holden and said, "I love it."

Holden looked directly into Sean's eyes. They were brown, but right now Holden could have sworn they looked dark and smoky. As they continued to talk about Sean's life as a football player Holden couldn't think of anything else. He had meant to just get his phone and leave, but here he was staring into Sean's eyes as if this encounter could mean something.

:::

Sometime later, Holden wasn't supposed to be here. Here meant at a bar downtown with Sean Jackson. They had finished their dinner, Holden didn't know how long ago and Sean had talked him into coming to this bar that Sean described as, "Great because no one there cares who I am." He and Sean were sitting at a bar knocking back a couple of beers. Holden could usually hold his liquor, but he had had two glasses of wine with dinner and was moving onto his fourth beer.

This couldn't be healthy as it was only Monday, but then again, it was only Monday.

"Here, try this shot!" Sean yelled at him. The music in this place was so loud. Sean handed Holden a shot and clinked their glasses together in a toast. He threw back his head and drank it in one gulp.

Holden hesitated, but threw back his head figuring what the hell? He was starting to feel really good. This night had turned out to be a lot more fun than he had expected. He never usually did this sort of thing, he wasn't sure what it was about Sean that brought out this side of him. He was keeping true to his personality, but feeling like he was having more fun. He had felt like shit after his last boyfriend had left him, but now he was feeling damn good. Was it the sex? But then again, he hadn't pushed away Sean when he advanced on him before the sex. This was different. He was drawn to Sean. He didn't want this night to end.

A few more shots later that burned in Holden's throat, he was feeling a lot more … loose. Like he could do anything or say anything.

"I want to have sex with you again!" Holden yelled at Sean, music still too loud to hear properly over.

"What?" Sean said looking a little delirious and he had a goofy grin plastered on his face. He was a happy drunk.

"I said that I want to sleep with you again!"

That seemed to sober Sean up. He looked at Holden very seriously and said, "Really?"

"Yeah! I really liked it last time. Let's have sex again!" Holden took another shot and downed it. When he looked back at Sean, he was nodding vigorously.

Sean leaned over and put his mouth close to Holden's ear. "I'd like that," He said, his voice low and husky.

Drunk, Holden was turned on instantly. "Then why are we still here?"

::

They had taken Sean's car to the bar since Holden had come in a company car from work and he had let the driver go home after dinner. But now that they were wasted they were taking a cab. At least they could still remember to do that much.

Unfortunately for them, the cab driver recognized Sean and began to chat him up about football and while Sean happily answered all of his questions, he felt like an overeager lion trying to escape from his cage. He and Holden sat apart and Sean was getting a little more than antsy. He wanted to touch Holden, to kiss him and just go crazy.

Finally after about twenty minutes they reached Holden's house. Holden hurriedly fumbled with his keys until he found the right one and pushed it through the lock. Sean stood mere centimeters away from him the entire time he was trying to open the door. Holden's body heat rose as he felt Sean's presence so close behind him. Sean started kissing his shoulder softly, which caused Holden's hands to slip from the key. He finally removed his key from the lock and opened the door. Once inside, Sean pulled Holden close and began kissing him feverishly. They stayed like that for a few minutes before Holden pushed Sean closer to the stairs. Once they reached the top and found their way into the bedroom—Holden steering Sean, who was walking backwards—Holden pushed Sean onto his bed. Straddling the other man with his knees, Holden tore off his suit jacket while Sean worked on the buttons and tie. Once those were off, Holden cupped Sean's face in his hands and began kissing him deeply using his tongue to taste every corner of Sean's mouth.

Sean's hands found their way to Holden's ass and his gripped it firmly pulling the other man closer to his bulging erection. Holden moaned as Sean released his grip and started working on undoing Holden's belt. As he was kissing him, Holden fought with the buttons of Sean's shirt and pulled it off and threw it unceremoniously onto the floor. After removing Holden's belt, Sean wrapped Holden in his arms and threw his down onto the bed. He quickly removed his and Holden's shoes as well as both of their pants and soon they were both naked on top of Holden's bed.

Sean began kissing Holden's neck, causing the thinner man to moan. Sean smiled and began kissing other parts of his body. Beginning with the collar bone, over to his arms, licking along the inside of his elbow and then to his abdomen. He kissed there for longer eliciting more moans from Holden, which drove Sean wild. He couldn't take it anymore. He always kept lubricant in his bedside table drawers. Who said Holden didn't do the same? He rifled through both of them until he found it in the left side table. He pushed one slick finger into Holden which made Holden gasp at the suddenness of the pain. Sean continued to kiss him on the lips, quieting him. Holden moaned loudly when Sean pushed a second finger in and even louder (if it were possible) when he managed to slip a third in.

Sean was so hard he was fit to burst just listening to Holden moan. "I love how submissive you are," Sean breathed into Holden's ear. Holden whimpered a little before Sean grunted and pushed his length into Holden. He thrust until his whole form slid in. Holden yelled in pain.

"Relax," Sean whispered again, kissing Holden on the mouth several times before finding a certain rhythm in which their joined bodies both experienced the pleasure of the act. It was rough an fast, Sean felt his body pick up speed each time Holden moaned. After a few moments of intense pleasure, they both came, Sean first and then Holden and then fell back onto the bed together in a tangle of limbs. They stayed up for a little while afterwards kissing fiercely. Holden didn't even notice it when he broke apart from Sean and fell asleep. Sean stayed up for a little while afterwards staring at Holden's sleeping form. He looked so serene, so peaceful. Sean smiled and then closed his eyes as he drifted off to sleep too. He hadn't felt this good in a long time.

To be continued.