Mon amour (My love)
Dis-moi à quoi tu penses (Tell me what's on your mind)
Si tout ça a un sens (If all of this makes sense)
Désolé si je te dérange (Sorry if I disturb you)
Ma peine, on en fait quoi ? (My pain, what will we do with it?)
Mon Amour
-Silmane
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Juliette POV
"Jules?"
Sebastian's tentative voice pierced through the ringing in my ears.
I straddled him as he sat on the edge of the bed, his veiny hands gently caressing my thighs on either side of his legs. His face was twisted in concern at the sudden shift in my demeanor.
Just moments ago we had been swept up in our passions, ready to finish what we started in the Forbidden Forest. Our reciprocated need for each other had gotten us all the way from the floo to the bed without so much as separating our lips.
Then I was frozen, clutching my scarf with trembling hands. They were unwilling to comply and remove the infernal thing from my neck. To top it off, my new jewelry was glowing for all the wrong reasons.
I took slow, controlled breaths in hopes that it would calm the tension building in my chest.
He's already seen it. Why am I nervous?
It doesn't belong here.
He'll be looking at it the whole time.
Wondering what happened to me.
Worrying about me.
He won't be able to unsee it.
"Look at me." His index finger gently tilted my chin up to meet his gaze, his thumb gently brushing against my lips.
His gentle touch saved me from the spiraling past the point of no return. A tenderness in his eyes promised me that I had nothing to be afraid of. He sealed the promise with a kiss as he carefully pried the scarf from my grip and tossed it on the floor.
He left a trail of kisses from my lips to my jaw before setting on a path down my neck. His hand tangled into my hair, which he used as leverage to tilt my chin upward and gain better access. His other hand snaked around my lower back and held me flush against him.
I stopped breathing when his mouth arrived at the deformity.
"Is this okay?" he breathed against my skin.
I nodded, eyes still closed as I anticipated the contact.
"Words, love."
"Yes."
"You need to tell me if you want me to stop, okay?"
"Okay." it was barely a whisper.
I let out a shaky breath, as he pressed his lips to my scar, so slowly and tenderly it felt like an eternity before they left my skin again.
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Under Your Scars || Sebastian Sallow x MC
Fanfiction"The professor and I froze, unable to move or speak yet sharing a solemn understanding. We discovered something we did not even realize we were searching for: An Ancient Magic wielder." Eight years after the events of the repository, Sebastian Sallo...
