Becoming a Sallow

[Eighteen]

Tessa Wilkes 

She was sore. Understandably, she thought, remembering that when Sebastian had finally allowed her to get off of him, there was a small amount of blood on him and the on the bed. Tessa had been mortified but Sebastian quickly 'scourgified' it off the sheets, then cleaned her up before himself, all the while calming her, telling her that it was normal and that she'd done well, which made her undeniably pleased with herself.

She knew she shouldn't be surprised. Sebastian had shown himself an incredible teacher already, patient, kind and thorough. She wasn't sure why it had surprised her that he was the same way in bed. Thorough, giving feedback, the works. Though she had to admit, thoughts weren't forming the entire experience. Her body was reacting to his and if she were honest, she wouldn't mind doing it again. With him.

After they were cleaned off, along with the bed sheets, he'd pulled her back onto the bed and cuddled her. When she'd told him she needed to get up to do things, he pouted, bottom lip out and all, and asked her to stay longer. The pouting lip didn't do anything, but his puppy-dog eyes... She stayed in bed with him.

Which led to her asking questions that she hadn't asked Annabelle. He answered them out patiently, the entire time his hands were stroking along her body, or holding her hand to his, staring at the size comparison, or else he was pressing kisses to her shoulder and neck.

She learned that his "kisses" on the most intimate part of her could also be done on men and he'd nearly choked when she asked if she could do it to him sometime to see what it was like. She learned that women could sit atop the man, or that she could lie on her belly. He told her there were countless positions in which love could be made, and her imagination ran wild.

"Are you feeling alright?" He asked in a murmur, his hand ghosting over the flat of her stomach, eyes soft as he watched his hand trail up and down. He seemed almost mesmerized, and it made Tessa's stomach flutter.

"I'm alright." She told him honestly, despite the dull ache between her legs. "But we do need to get up soon, Sebastian, I have no idea what time it is."

His only response was to hum, pull her closer against him and press his lips to her neck. She giggled and pushed him away. "We can't stay in here forever," she tried to scold him before he rolled on top of her, pinning her arms on either side of her head.

"Why not?" He murmured, lowering his head and kissing her throat, and for a moment, she forgot what they were talking about.

"I have.. things.. to do..?"

It was as if he wanted more of her, and she wasn't sure if she was against it. But this time, it wouldn't be for learning purposes.

He chuckled and she gasped when she felt his teeth scrape against her skin. "Convincing." He purred, and Tessa shivered from the sound of it. "But perhaps-" before he could get another word out, a letter fell onto his head, slipping down onto Tessa's face.

He grumbled and released her, picking the letter off her face while she giggled at the absurdity of an owl getting into the room of requirement, especially at a time like this. He sat up, straddling her waist before glancing at the letter and handing it to her.

As she took it, he slid out of bed and went to the wardrobe. "There's uniforms for both of us in here," he told her, but she was already reading the letter.

"I'm not coming back until I get a letter saying it's safe. But please don't take all day in there. And for the love of Merlin- CHANGE THE SHEETS!

Love, Andrew Larson. Your best friend. Who you kicked out of his room. For a drunken-"

Tessa stopped reading and felt her face flush as she dropped the letter and covered her face in embarrassment. She felt Sebastian pick the letter up before he snorted in amusement.