A Ballad of Snakes and Shadows [Dark Sebastian Sallow x MC]

Chapter Eighteen: Hit Me Right // all the good girls go to hell

Hit Me Right - Johnny Goth

all the good girls go to hell - Billie Eilish

When I came back down from the heavens I found myself being cradled in the arms of the devil. Sebastian was pressing soft kisses in my hair as he pulled me up against that broad chest of his. I could hear him whispering words of praise as his fingers stroked the plains of my back. Those words sounded so muffled - I could only make sense of the smallest bit of his sentiments .

He was proud of me for letting go and making the choice to cum all over his fingers.

I barely registered what Sebastian was doing as I rested my head against his chest, pressing my nose into him as I deeply breathed in his scent. It was a warm, spicy thing that invaded my nose and it went straight to my aching core. I hadn't expected him to smell so fucking good.

Nor had I been prepared for the gentleness each stroke of his finger offered against the small of my back. I had expected him to shove me off and belittle me for what had just happened between us.

His mood was giving me a severe case of fucking whiplash.

Yet as he whispered those sweet, nasty things against my hair, my mind began to wander around the corners of an impossible thought.

Was my Sebastian still inside him? Was there still a sliver, no matter how small, left of the boy who I'd loved so many years ago?

I wasn't sure I could let myself believe that given this Sebastian had broken me each time he'd been in the same room with me tonight. This Sebastian took so much pleasure in every tear that fell down my flushed cheeks.

This Sebastian took sheer, unbridled amusement in my downward spiral into the void.

My fingers clutched at the fabric of his shirt as I nestled in closer. I wanted to experience this moment for a little longer - the feeling of him being so gentle with me. This would be so short lived, I knew that. Once I asked the questions that needed to be aired between us that gentleness would vanish.

I wanted his answers to give me some kind of comfort. I ached for the smallest bit of peace that knowing he hadn't strayed too far from his true self could bring.

"What happened to you, Sebastian?" I swallowed. That question had tumbled out of my mouth a bit faster than I had wanted it to. I was enjoying the way he felt wrapped around me and my stomach churned as I felt him shift a bit beneath me.

"People change." Sebastian said softly.

The hand in my hair had finally had enough mindless petting and let the last strands it'd been brushing fall back onto my shoulder. Sebastian used that hand to cup my cheek, lifting my face so my eyes would meet his. I could see something familiar behind their coldness... something that almost resembled regret.

That was something I didn't believe this version of Sebastian was capable of. What he could be regretting now was unclear to me.

"Especially when they're not given a choice." His grip on my cheek tightened as his thumb brushed over my lip. "Never forget you took mine away from me."

My cheeks heated as I tried to pull my eyes from his. No matter how similar the emotion I was seeing looked, it wasn't regret. No. It was sadness - the sadness and residual pain he felt for my betrayal. There would always be a lingering guilt inside me for what Ominis and I had done. My choice to send him away would always haunt me.

Ominis had believed that no matter what we had chosen Sebastian would have turned out this way... Once the dark arts sank their teeth into him, he would never turn back to the light.