Basilisk (Dark Ominis Gaunt x OC gothic romance)

Chapter 62: Sunshine

Double basilisk day!

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I was the one who had it all...

~~Sebastian~~

Back at the three broomsticks he was glad she was just relaxing for once, deciding to take the night off. It was a small feat she was taking any time off at all, considering how close she'd been, but she seemed frustrated by it as well. Considering she didn't even know what to do outside of being an auror... he was just glad she was doing something else.

"So do you like butterbeers?" He grinned around the rim of his mug.

"I do." Veela smiled softly, taking a drink of her own. "They're sweet and savory, I really like them."

"A sweet tooth, huh?" He grinned wryly.

"Very." She chuckled softly. "What about you?"

"Eh, take it or leave it. I prefer a good steak." He chuckled.

"Steak?" She laughed in amusement. "Really?"

"Soooo good." He grinned, a bit of a wild look in his eyes with the smile.

It made her blush under his gaze before she coughed gently into her mug. "Do you just have a thing for meat, then?" She smiled.

"I could go for some Veela right now, that's for certain." He said with a grin.

"Sebastian!" She whispered urgently, blushing brightly while she looked around in embarrassment.

"What?" Sebastian chuckled at her reaction. "Last night was amazing, sweetheart. Nothing to be embarrassed about."

Veela paused and looked back to him, her face turning red again. "Y-you thought it was amazing?" She stammered.

He leaned over the table, his dark eyes hungry as he looked to her. He reached forward to brush one of her golden locks from her face to tuck it behind her ear. "Tha mi airson do phutadh a-steach don bhobhstair gus nach urrainn dhut coiseachd dìreach, a' ghrian." He murmured huskily.

He grinned when her blush deepened. Ah she really did like it when he spoke Gaelic, didn't she?

"What did that mean?" She asked breathlessly.

"It means I want to fuck you into the mattress until you can't walk straight." He said quietly, grinning wickedly.

He left out the fact he'd called her sunshine. She didn't need to know that. But her golden hair really was beautiful, especially out in the sun.

She gasped sharply, her eyes going wide with the vulgar words. "You really have a mouth on you, don't you?" She chuckled as she turned red.

"All the time, sweetheart." He grinned.

She gave a little shy look off to the side before she glanced back to him with an oddly appraising look.

Oh? What was going on in that pretty little head of hers?

He was surprised when she suddenly chugged the rest of her butter beer, sighing as it was gone before slamming the mug onto the table dramatically. "That better be a promise, Sebastian." She said with a grin.

Merlin's beard. Woah, where did this come from?!

"Oh it's a promise." He said huskily, wildly turned on by this sudden new side of her. He drank the rest of his mug as well as she stood up, glancing back at him before she moved toward the stairs as if beckoning him after her.

Ooooh fuck yeah, this was great. He followed after her eagerly with a wild grin, chasing her up the stairs to her room before they closed the door behind them.