Seraphine

fifty one

Luca 

After a whole day spent at the mall, they're all ready to go back home. Nico drives back to the manor, with Luca next to him in the passenger seat and the other three talking and laughing in the back.

Luca's lip quirk at the sound of Seraphine's laughter, and he smiles when she scolds Damien for taking one of her new sketchbooks out of her hands. 

She's perfect. 

"We have to talk to her, Luca." Nico murmurs as he turns into the city, glancing over at Luca before focusing on the road once more. 

Luca sighs through his nose and rubs a finger over his lips. He can still taste her skin, and he cannot wait for the moment when he tastes her lips. 

"I know." 

"I think it should be tonight," Nico continues, finally catching Luca's gaze. The older professor raises an eyebrow and turns to face Nico. 

"Tonight? Isn't that going a little fast?" The brunet shrugs and lifts a hand from the steering wheel, running it through his hair. 

"With what Damien did last night, and both of us this morning--I think it's perfect timing. She's starting to open up to us more, she's not shying away from us...I just don't want us to cross a boundary and have her retreat back into her shell. She needs to know what she is to us." Nico mumbles, his eyes periodically going to the rearview mirror to make sure Seraphine isn't listening. 

Luca hums, twisting the large ring on his pointer finger back and forth as he considers Nico's argument. After a few moments, he nods once. 

"Alright. Tonight, then. But we'll ease her into it," his voice gains an edge as his eyes narrow at his partner, who smirks widely. 

"You can't tell me you didn't enjoy seeing one of our marks on her skin." Luca shakes his head at Nico's antics, but a tiny smirk makes its way onto his face.

"More than you know."

~~~

Nico waves to Lyla when he pulls in front of the gate. The security guard waves back with a smile and nods to Luca before opening the gate, allowing Nico to drive through. 

As the car climbs the long driveway, Luca turns his head and makes eye contact with Seraphine. "Did you have a good time, Seraphine?" 

"Yes, Luca, very much so. Thank you, again," she looks at him with excitement, and he smiles back at her, his heart skipping a beat at her gorgeous grin. 

"Good, I'm glad. Enzo and I will help you bring everything in, and then..." he turns a little further as Nico parks the car, and suddenly all four of their gazes are on her. 

Luca smirks as she starts to turn red. Such a shy thing. 

"Would you want to get dressed up for dinner, princess? For us?" He suggests, refraining from commanding her to do exactly that. He watches as her gaze jumps from him, to Nico, to Enzo, to Damien, back to him, before she nods. 

"Use your words, Seraphine." Damien says, twirling a strand of her hair between his fingers. 

"Yes...I would," she finally says, and Luca nods. He doesn't miss how her cheeks are bright red, or how she keeps fidgeting in the seat. He's sure she's uncomfortable with her soaked pussy, turned on from both the undivided attention and the thick tension in the small car. 

Just thinking that makes Luca bite down on his lip to keep from doing something he'll regret.

"Good. Now, let's get you situated, hm?" Seraphine nods once, and Luca opens his door, letting the cool September air diffuse the heavy tension. His partners all exit the car after him, and Seraphine hesitates for a moment before climbing out after Damien. 

She reaches for Damien's hand on her own, and Luca grins to himself. She's ready. 

Enzo meets him at the trunk, where all of the bags the group had accumulated throughout the day were stuffed, and Luca takes a generous amount out. Enzo grabs the rest and Nico reaches over to shut the trunk before locking the car, while Damien and Seraphine start to head inside, hand in hand. 

Luca follows them, admiring how Seraphine laughs at something Damien's said, their hands tightening around each others. She's grown so much since they'd first laid eyes on her, and he couldn't be more proud of--or more attracted to--the woman she's become. 

"Come, darling, let's sit back and watch these men unpack your things," Damien slings their joined hands over Seraphine's shoulder as he looks back at Luca and Enzo with a smirk, and Seraphine gasps. She reaches over with her free hand and lightly hits his chest.

"Damien, no! That's rude," he merely shrugs, still smirking, and Seraphine rolls her eyes. Luca watches Damien's eyes narrow at the move, and he has to click his tongue to get Damien's attention. 

Luca shakes his head, his grin still in place, and Damien turns his narrowed gaze on him. Later, Luca promises, and Damien glares for a second more before turning back to Seraphine. 

"We'll all help, Seraphine," Nico pipes up from behind Luca as Damien steps through the front door. He greets someone on the other side, and the rest of the professors wave at Mia, their maid who comes on Fridays. 

Seraphine steps back from the woman, clearly confused, and Luca steps up behind her, shifting the bags around to place his free hand on the small of her back in reassurance. 

"Mia, this is Seraphine. Seraphine, this is Mia, one of our staff members." Seraphine tilts her head to look up at Luca before nodding and smiling at Mia, who grins back and waves her hand. 

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Miss Seraphine! These boys haven't stopped talking about you for a while," she winks at Seraphine, who bristles against Luca's hand. Damien coughs as Enzo steps up and shakes his head. 

"That's enough, Mia," he chastises, but everyone sees the small smile on his lips. 

"Is that...true?" Seraphine's gentle voice reaches Luca's ears, and he glances down to see her head tilted back completely, her ocean eyes searching for his. 

Luca almost goes feral at her exposed neck, her vulnerable expression, and the heat of her gaze. He sucks in a deep breath and leans over her, dragging his hand up her back and around her shoulder until it rests at the base of her neck. 

She shivers under the feeling of his rings, or maybe the strength of his hand, or the fact that he could easily take control and choke her in this position, and Luca grins wolfishly. 

"Yes, Seraphine. That's very true. We've had our eye on you since you first walked into each of our classrooms, and we intend to keep you." 

Her eyes widen. "Keep me?"

Luca dips down even further, his hand moving to splay across her entire neck but not quite wrapping around like he wants. He has to ease her into that. 

His lips brush against hers, and she gasps. He groans softly, the sound coming from deep in his chest, but doesn't do anything more than that. Instead, he parts his lips and speaks against hers.

"You're ours now, Seraphine."