Aftermath | Sebastian Sallow

Chapter 13 (Spice Warning)

I hurry to the room of requirement, I want to get there before Sebastian does. I need to mentally prepare myself to be alone with him again in this space. We had our first kiss here a few days ago, the thought makes me smile.

I walk up to Deek, the house elf that has helped me create and maintain this place with me. "Deek, I have a friend coming here in a bit. I need to speak to him privately. Do you think you can give me the space alone for a while?"

"Of course, when do you want me to return?" He is always so loyal, too loyal. I want to give him more freedom than just this.

"I'll be sure to let you know. Thank you, Deek." Just like that he disappears. The seconds ticking by feel like forever. I lean my back against the wall near the stairs leading to the extended rooms below. My head hits the wall as I look up at the ceiling. What are you doing?

I'm unable to answer myself when I hear the stone door start to open, which was enchanted to allow Sebastian come and go freely after his last visit here. My breath hitches.

He enters and scans the room, then stops when he spots me up against the wall. He strides over to me slowly, like a predator sneaking up on their prey. He's in front of me now, face angled down to look into my eyes. I stare up at his, biting my lip. "Well, let me hear it. Where's my apology?" His voice is playful, teasing.

I roll my eyes, turning my head. Before I can think of a response he lifts his hand to my chin, grabbing it with his pointer and thumb. He turns my head back to face his. This leaves me without breath. I feel electricity shoot through my body, like when the ancient magic is building up inside of me. But this time it's tingling, tantalizing. "Don't roll your eyes at me." He leans in, lips an inch away from mine. Then moves his head around to whisper in my ear, "I'd like a proper apology."

I feel my breath catch again. I follow his playfulness. "Always so arrogant, Sebastian. I already asked for your forgiveness."

He pulls away slightly, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Maybe I want to hear you beg for it." He says. I can't take it anymore, whether it's lust or the magic inside of me boiling up- I have to act on it. I grab his tie and move closer to close the gap between us, finding his lips with mine. This kiss is even hungrier than it was last night.

He leans his hands against the wall on either side of me, forcing me to back up against it again. He slides one hand to my head, fingers combing into my hair. The other hand finds my right thigh and lifts my leg to wrap around his waist. He's pressing his body against me again, I release a moan against his lips. My arms are above his shoulders, one hand grasping his hair the other holding onto his shoulder for support.

He stops kissing me, burying his face into my neck. He sucks and nips at it, causing me to pant and moan. I'm completely out of my comfort zone. I have never been connected with anyone like this, my body has never reacted like this before. The whole experience is new to me, and with Sebastian it's especially invigorating.

He let's out a long groan and removes his face from my neck. Releasing his hand on my thigh, he lets me down and pushes off of the wall. I'm left stunned. What the bloody hell?

He lifts his hands to his forehead, letting out a frustrated noise and sitting down on a nearby chair. He buries his head in his hands and rests his elbows on his knees. This makes me nervous, suddenly feeling embarrassed.

"Um.. did I do something wrong?" I say quietly, gently fixing my skirt and staring at him.

"No, you are absolutely perfect. You're everything I could ever want. It's not anything you're doing." He says shaking his head, which is still bent forward in his hands.

"Then what is it?" I say, there's a bit of hurt in my voice. I don't understand why he pulled away from me at all.

He stands up and runs his hand through his hair, which was disheveled from our moment together a minute ago. He looks so hot like this, a little bit of a mess. He's looking away at the other side of the room as he removes his robe and tosses it on a table nearby. I know if Deek were here, he would instantly grab it and hang it up for him. I internally smile at the thought.

I start walking over to him, and he follows my action meeting me halfway. We stand in the middle of the room, about 6 feet apart.

"It's that if we go any further down this road, it changes everything for the both of us. I don't want to add any more problems to your life right now, you already have so much going on." He says, we're both completely vulnerable staring at each other like this. Nothing in between us.

"You don't add any problems to my life Sebastian, if anything, you're a solution. This whole time I thought pushing everyone away would make things better. But I was wrong. Having you, being with you.. it's everything. I don't want to face any of this without you again." I say with a pleading voice.

We stand there for a moment in silence, then he says softly, "Are you saying you want to be with me?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure? Because if we start this now, there's no going back. It'll be me and you until the end. So I need to hear you say, I need to know this is precisely what you want." He takes a few steps towards me.

"I want you." I say, my body heating up again. Another moment of silence. Then we crash into each other like the ocean's waves. We're taking turns teasing each other with our tongues. He picks me up so I'm mounted on his hips, his hands holding me up by my ass. He buries his face in my neck once again and I let out a moan.

He walks us down the stairs to the extended room, I'm impressed by his strength and remember running my hands along his forearms the night before. He sits on a nearby couch and pulls me down on top of him. I'm straddling him and we're continuing our pace kissing each other, hungrier than ever.

"This blasted blazer." He says ripping it open, popping a few buttons off. They fly somewhere onto the floor.

"Hey, that was my favorite!" I say as he's pulling it off of my arms and tosses it to the side.

"We'll get you a new one." His lips are back on mine and his hands roam from my knees, up my thighs, and his thumbs are pressing into the sensitive divots on the innermost part of my thighs. Which draws attention to my reaction down there, I feel slick and throbbing. A new powerful sensation I've never felt before, and it's only leaving me craving his touch more.

I shift closer to him in response and I now feel how hard he is underneath me. The pressure against me makes me let out a moan. I'm in an absolute daze.

"I have a confession." He says, still keeping his fingers very firm on the inside of my thighs. If he would just move a little bit closer..

I'm frustrated with him for interrupting us, again. "What?" I say practically pouting, letting out a sigh. I don't want to stop.

But his face turns serious and he says, "I'm a virgin." I can't help myself, I throw my head back and laugh. I don't know why but I was not expecting those words to ever escape his mouth. I don't think he can help but smile back at me as he nervously asks "What?"

I smile down at him, "Oh, Sebastian." I grip his face with my hands. I kiss him and press my forehead against his. "I am too.." I say, our noses touching each other's. "And I wouldn't want my first time to ever be with anyone but you."

"Are you sure?" He asks, his eyes searching mine for sincerity. If I'm being honest, I think I've been waiting for this moment for a while. He's the best friend I've ever had. But what I feel for him is far beyond that.

"Yes."