Uninhibited

29. Waiting And Watching

29. Waiting And Watching

Syra and Sebastian laid side by side, gasping for air. Their bliss hung in the air and the love they shared coated them as their hands linked, fingers interlaced.

"You are perfect," Sebastian murmured once he'd gained his breath.

"No one's perfect, Bast," Syra whispered in the darkness.

"No, but when I look at you, I see your flaws, who you are and what you are and I know that I love you still. That, to me, is perfection."

Syra blushed, though Sebastian couldn't see and she scooted just a little bit closer.

"Did you like our date?"she murmured.

"It's the best first date I've ever had-- literally."

Syra felt a burst of pride shoot through her chest. "I'm glad."

"Me too."

**

Syra's eyes blinked open to her bright hotel room. She went to close her eyes and roll over when her body met air.

Sebastian was gone.

Syra's heart flew into overdrive and she flung herself out of bed with speed she didn't even think possible.

Ignoring her nude state, she fled from the bedroom in a panic and the panic only increased as she felt the baby in her wiggle slightly, the feeling like butterflies.

She found the rest of the hotel room she had empty and she began to hyperventilate. She screamed and jumped when she heard the hotel door open.

But her heart slowed dramatically as she seen Sebastian in the doorway, clutching a tray full of food.

The door slid closed behind him and he quickly set the tray down.

"I'm sorry, Syra. I didn't want to wake you and I thought I'd be back before you woke. I only went to get you food. I'm so sorry," Sebastian explained softly and yanked her into a firm embrace.

Syra collapsed in his arms and steadied her breathing. "I-it's okay. I just thought...that..."

"I know." He squeezed her. "Please eat something. I know you don't need it, but it tastes good."

Syra nodded and wandered over to the coffee table where he'd placed the tray and sank down on the couch, snagging a muffin.

She bit into the plush, good muffin-ness and moaned at the great taste of apple cinnamon. She felt herself relax completely and finally remembered she was nude.

She realized she didnt care until, well, Sebastian stood before her and sank to his knees so he was eye level with her.

"Bast, no," she mumbled after she swallowed down her bite of muffin. Syra had seen his eyes rake over her with lustful hunger and she knew he was up to something.

"Syra, yes."

"We really need to be prepared for Zelina and Dante."

Sebastian scowled at her, then looked at the muffin and back to her. Syra took another bite and Sebastian watched her with intense eyes.

"We will be. But you really shouldn't walk about naked."

Syra's temper flared and she swallowed down her other bite. "I was looking for you! I didn't care about clothes!"

"Calm down.. I know," Sebastian soothed and rubbed a hand against Syra's small bulge. Her stomach fluttered.

Syra whimpered and tossed the muffin aside. She stood and Sebastian hovered around her nervously as though she would pass out, but Syra merely walked away and into the bedroom.

Sebastian followed though and watched as she pulled out clothes that weren't the average relaxed pregnancy clothes.

"Syra, shouldn't you throw something...comfortable on?"

"No." Her voice was hard and she turned to face him.

"We can't afford to let our guard drop."

"And when you get hungry, when our baby gets hungry?" Sebastian quirked an eyebrow, but was calm.

Syra ground her teeth and began to feel tears of frustration form.

"I just... I don't want to die! I don't want you to die!" she cried, hot, thick tears coursing down her cheeks.

Sebastian's arms encased her in seconds and he was shushing her. She was incredibly hormonal, but it wasn't just that.. she was truly scared of Zelina and Dante.

It upset her to think either higher being could be so cruel. To think they could end a life before it was born.

"We'll do it your way then, okay? And we'll think of something about feeding you when necessary. I'm sorry, I shouldn't think things like that, but... god, love, when you walk around like that with our baby showing, my baby.. I just want to take you and have my côck fill your cúnt."

His words had been soothing all the way through, an apology, but Syra still felt herself heat up at the end and she was wishing she'd stayed naked.

"Alright, alright. I suppose if you walked around naked, I'd want to jump you every time too."

Sebastian chuckled and backed up, cradling her face in his palms. He kissed her forehead gently and released all of her except her hand.

"C'mon. We'll wait and watch out here."

Syra nodded and they sank into the couch, both watching the door with a bit of tension.

Sebastian flicked on the T.V. as background noise and rubbed Syra's slightly protruding belly.

**

Hours passed in a boring trial of staring at the screen to staring at the door. Both succubus and alabaster worried they'd come through door.

As if a demon king and angel queen would use a damn door. It was funny, but they still had to keep hoping that maybe they would, however their attention occasionally drifted to all around the room.

Syra sighed, wishing they would just get up and leave, it didn't really matter if they stayed indoors or out they would surpise them either way.

Sebastian stood abruptly and tugged her up with him. "Let's go swimming. No point waiting anymore, they'll surprise us anyways."

"Swimming?" Syra asked slightly shocked.

Sebastian grinned. "Sure, there's a pool here, isn't there?"

"Yeah, but-"

"But nothing. I know you're sick of sitting here and so am I. And I know you know that no matter what Dante and Zelina will come to us undetected, were just sitting here as if we plan to die."

Syra scrunched her forehead in frustration, but his thoughts mirrored hers and so she stood up, walking to the bedroom where her new swimsuit awaited to finally be worn.

She tugged the simple black, two piece set out and glanced back at Sebastian. "What are you going to wear?"

He yanked his shirt over his head and dropped the pants he was wearing so he stood in only his boxer's.

"This."

Syra smiled. "Maybe this will be fun."