In the Shadows of a Legacy // A Sebastian Sallow story

Chapter 29-The fire that burns within us

TW: Smut (;

I sat beside Eowyn, my beloved Thestral, gently running my fingers against her dark body. I found solace in her presence. Eowyn leaned into my touch, her eyes closed in contentment. It was then that Sebastian appeared, a mischievous grin on his face.

"Well, well, Ophelia," he drawled, his voice laced with playful flirtation. "I see you've found another creature to steal your attention away from me."

I blushed, my eyes flickering up to meet his gaze. "Don't be jealous." I teased.

Sebastian's eyes twinkled with amusement as he leaned against the stone wall. "Me? Jealous? His lips pulled into a cocky smirk, "why would i need to feel jealous when I'm already completely wrapped around your finger."

I laughed, feeling a mix of shyness and excitement. "You certainly know how to make me blush, Sebastian."

He smirked, his voice dripping with playful arrogance. "I'm well aware of my charm, darling. But I have to say, I'm quite envious of the attention you lavish upon Eowyn. Perhaps I should take notes on how to capture your affection so fully."

My cheeks flushed even deeper as I playfully swatted at his arm. ", you're incorrigible. You know I'm a hopeless romantic, easily swayed by your smooth words."

He took a step closer, his voice dropping to a low, intimate whisper. "Who knew a few cheeky compliments could make you blush like a schoolgirl?"

I raised an eyebrow, summoning a playful smirk. "don't get too confident."

His laughter filled the air, a melody that resonated with my heart. "Challenge accepted, my enchanting angel."

I couldn't help but let out a playful scoff as Sebastian's words washed over me. "Is it my flirting that makes your cheeks bloom," he teased, a mischievous glint in his eyes, "or is it this." His lips found their way to my neck, planting soft kisses that sent delightful shivers down my spine.

I tilted my head to the side, offering him more access while trying to maintain a facade of indifference. "Oh, please, Sebastian," I retorted, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of my lips. "Your kisses may have an effect on me, but let's not inflate that ego of yours too much."

He pulled back slightly, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Oh, come on now," he replied, his voice dripping with mock disappointment. "I thought you enjoyed the way I make your heart race."

I rolled my eyes, unable to hide the growing smile on my face. "You know very well that you have a way of turning me into a blushing mess, Sebastian. But don't think for a second that you're the only one with a few tricks up your sleeve."

His eyebrows raised in curiosity as he leaned closer, his lips mere inches from mine. "Oh, do tell, my enchanting Ophelia," he purred, his warm breath grazing against my skin.

I let out a playful chuckle, my voice lowering to a conspiratorial whisper. "Well, let's just say that I have a few moves of my own," I replied, my fingers tracing light circles on his chest. "And I have a feeling they'll leave you begging for more."

A low, throaty laugh escaped him, his eyes smoldering with anticipation. "Is that a challenge, my darling Ophelia?" he countered, his lips hovering tantalizingly close to mine. "Because I never back down from a challenge."

I leaned in, closing the distance between us, our lips barely brushing. "Good," I murmured, my voice husky with desire.

I trailed my fingers lightly along the contours of his chest, savoring the warmth of his skin beneath my touch. The playful glint in my eyes matched the mischievous curve of my smile as I leaned in closer, my lips grazing his earlobe. My hands trailed down to the curve of his bulge in his pants begging to be released, stroking softly, before pulling me hand away teasingly.