Whispers of Mischief | Sebastian Sallow

Trust me, I won't peek

"Uhm..." You hesitated, your voice filled with a mix of longing and worry. "I would love to join you, but..." You searched for any reasonable excuse, desperately trying to conceal your feeling of embarrassment. 

As Sebastian raised his brow in confusion, his eyes filled with curiosity, you found yourself captivated by his gaze. "But?" he asked, his voice laced with anticipation. There was no plausible excuse that could keep you away from him, yet the idea of undressing in his presence was both thrilling and daunting. Before you could gather your thoughts and form a response, Sebastian unexpectedly turned around, his back facing you as he looked out the window. "Trust me, I won't peek," he assured you, his voice soothing and tender. "I'm no creep. I won't turn around until you say so."

You were grateful for his understanding and the warmth of his gesture, Sebastian had always been mischievous, but he respected you and knew when to draw the line. He would never hurt you or take advantage of your trust. Slowly, you took your clothes off, standing there in your underwear, vulnerable yet empowered. You folded your clothes and put them next to Sebastian's clothes, which were almost across the whole room. "He's so messy," you thought to yourself while smiling slightly. You grabbed his wand from the floor, and your own and before you walked to the pool, you set your wands on some porcelain shelf. 

You didn't want to risk the wands getting wet and as soon as you had placed the wands safely on the shelf you walked towards the stairs leading into the pool, your body shivering as it met the cold water's embrace.

A soft gasp escaped your lips, mirroring Sebastian's reaction from a few moments ago. He heard your gasp and spoke, his voice filled with reassurance. "It's quite chill I know. You'll get used to it once you're inside, trust me."

"If you say so," you replied, your voice laced with a mix of uncertainty and excitement. Step by step, you immersed yourself in the cool water, your body adjusting to its temperature. As the water rose to your stomach, you couldn't help but gasp again, the sound mingling with the symphony of water around you. Amidst the echoes of your gasp, you could hear Sebastian's familiar chuckle once again, a melody that danced in the air and brightened your smile.

Submerged in the pool, only your head, neck, and shoulders above the dark water's surface, you took a moment to relish the serenity of the scene. "You can turn around," you said, still admiring how the moonlight bathed the room, casting a silver glow upon Sebastian's hair as he spun around, a wide smile adorning his face. It was as if he had unwrapped a long-awaited gift, and his joy was infectious, evoking a giggle from deep within you.

Sebastian swam closer to you and stopped a few inches away, you couldn't help but admire the freckles that covered his face, emphasizing his charm. He looked even more handsome than usual in this moonlit ambiance, his dark eyes looked into yours. Interrupting your thoughts, he asked if you could swim, a glimmer of excitement dancing in his eyes. Before you could ask why, he explained that it was for another adventure. "Another adventure?" you asked, your curiosity piqued as you swam in front of him, your eyes fixated on his face.

"Yes, another Sallow-adventure, you'll love it, sweetheart," he declared with a mischievous grin.  An odd sensation fluttered in your gut, tingling, almost ticklish, but it didn't hurt. You brushed it off as the mere effect of the cold water, unwilling to let your emotions overpower the moment. The sensation disappeared as swiftly as it appeared, Sebastian looked at you concerned as he reached out and took hold of your hand. "You okay?" he inquired, his voice filled with genuine care.

"I'm alright," you reassured him, meeting his gaze with a soft smile. "I think the water is a bit cold, though." Sebastian nodded in agreement, acknowledging your discomfort. "You're right,", "Maybe we can turn on some hot water." He said and let go of your hand. He swam toward one of the golden sink heads and reached out, turning it on.

What emerged from the fixture was far from the expected flow of water. "What in Merlin's name-?!" Sebastian gasped, his voice filled with surprise.