Chapter fifteen - Eva

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A.N: I don't know Russian and google translate isn't exactly accurate, so the conversations in this chapter will be as the following;
"Text" -> spoken in Russian but translated to english.
"Text" -> spoken in English.

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🎶 You, you love it how I move you 🎶
You love it how I touch you, my one
When all is said and done
🎶 You'll believe God is a woman 🎶
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We arrived at my father's house - where we will be staying during Christmas - a little after midnight. My father was asleep so we went up to our room right away. Sebastian was very tired and halfway asleep due to the 10 hour long flight. And the fact that we filled those hours with sex, only stopping to eat lunch and dinner.

I might've broken him. Aside from the obvious limp, he was extra clingy and needy until he fell asleep - plus, he couldn't stop grinning like a fool. I loved it.

I fell into a deep, peaceful sleep while staring at him with a warm feeling and a weird tightness in my chest.

But when he woke up this morning, I could instantly tell something was wrong when he didn't grin sleepily or whisper 'good morning' and nuzzle up to me like he usually does. Then he bolted right out of bed with a face as red as a tomato.

Of course, I chased after him.

"What's wrong?" I asked as he was busying himself with the many buttons in the shower.

"Um, n-nothing." He still wouldn't look at me. "Why'd you ask?"

He yelped suddenly when the cold water hit his back.

Instead of pointing out his behavior, I just entered the shower after him in silence and pushed the button for a hot, steamy, and relaxing shower. He turned around and inhaled sharply at our close proximity. "W-What are you doing?"

I took my time studying every single bruise and love bite I had given him the day before. I knew he had seen himself with my marks all over his neck and chest from when I had made him pound into me in front of a mirror while I had leaned back on the bathroom counter.

"Why are you trying to avoid me, little lamb?" I asked, tracing a purple bruise right on his pulse point. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down with a harsh swallow against my hand.

"Please don't turn me on. It hurts." He almost whined and I pursed my lips to hide a smile.

"Answer the question, Sebastian."

"Oh! You used my name." His voice trembled.

"So?"

"You only use my name when I'm in trouble." He looked like he couldn't decide if he should be intrigued or afraid. "Are you going to punish me?"

I had really done a terrible job of owning up to my reputation where he was concerned. He did not fear me one bit. I kind of liked it.

Ordinarily, I would punish him for his bratty behavior, but I knew he was deflecting a bigger issue.

"Tell me what is wrong."

"E-Everything is fine, I promise."

"Just give me a name and they will disappear within the hour."

His eyes widened. "No! No one upset me. Please don't kill anyone. It's just..." He sighed and looked away.
"Did you not want me to come to Russia with you?"

"What? Of course, I did. Why'd you ask that?"

"Because you became... closed off after your father invited us. I tried to tell you it'd be okay if you didn't want me to come along, but you ignored me till we got on the plane. And by then, I was too excited to fly and sort of forgot about it till now because um, well, you know." The last part came out in a whisper barely audible over the shower, and his blush deepened.

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