The Serpent and The Bird

The Serpent & The Bird.

FLASHBACK 1

- Grayson, what's your favorite color?
- Red.

Sebastian winced in displeasure. He felt Everleigh's eyes on him as she moved her head from his chest to look up.

- What's that face for?

She asked, her finger poking on his cheek playfully. Sebastian smiled at the ceiling.

- I was somehow expecting you to say green, too. Since that's your boyfriend's house color.

He spoke casually, but it was the first time he had referred to himself as her boyfriend since he had confessed his feelings to her the week before. He sensed her smile as her chin rested now on his chest.

- Not a chance.

Sebastian finally looked down at her face, and he was gobsmacked at how gorgeous she was. Exams had already started and he knew Everleigh spent every moment of the day studying or worrying about the next trial, but he was still fascinated by how beautiful she was through through it all. Dark circles under her eyes and exhaustion all over her face didn't matter. She still looked radiant.

He traced the outline of her jaw and then down her neck with his index finger, in complete silence, and he felt her quaintly shiver.

- What was that?

- You are tickling me, Sebastian.

Oh, so she was ticklish.

Sebastian was now looking at her with a devilish smile, and she soon realized what he was thinking. Everleigh tried to roll away from his body, but he was faster.
Sebastian sat on top of her, fighting her arms and then burying his fingers on her side, provoking an array of laughter and squealing from her mouth.

- Stop it!

She kept screaming, still fighting his hands. But he wasn't trying so hard to tickle her anymore. Not now, that she was out of breath, underneath him, with her cheeks blushed and a lazy smile on her lips.
Sebastian leaned over, capturing her mouth in a slow kiss, feeling the intoxicating urge to have his hands wander all over her.
Everleigh gasped on his mouth when his fingers found the skin of her thigh and he dug the tips in it, possessively.

- You told me to come down here so we could study together. And we have done everything but study.

She spoke against his mouth, and he smiled brightly.
He had, indeed, told her to come to the Undercroft so they could go over their Defense Against the Dark Arts notes, but as soon as she walked through the door, Sebastian had convinced her to lie down with him on top of some blankets, by the fireplace. And he had a grand time kissing her, and holding her, and asking her all sorts of questions.
He knew now that her favorite food was chips. Or fries, how she had so American-ly called them. How in the bloody hell was that even her favorite food?
Not only it wasn't a proper meal, it was the wrong word.
They had argued about semantics for ten minutes afterwards.
And then he had kissed her and moved on to the next question.
He knew everything about her family. About the first boy she kissed on her fifth year at Ilvermorny, the kind of music that she liked.

- We haven't done everything, if you want to be more precise.

He whispered that as his fingers continued to stroke her thigh, dangerously closing the gap to the center of her legs. Sebastian grinned when she flustered and a second later, she was shoving him to the side.

- We are going over those notes. And then I'll think about doing that.

He lied back on the floor, next to her, a smirk on his lips as he gazed her up.