Jealousy comes in the color of jade, or the emerald green of his eyes.
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'Petite Colombe, qui est Finn?'
The strained words filtering through her laptop speakers giving Rachel pause. She stops in her description of what school has been like to stare back at those green eyes that are looking at her so critically.
"What are you talking about Bassy??"
The French-American boy gives a sigh from his end of their near weekly Skype call, running long fingers through his bronzed locks.
'Vous savez ce que je veux dire, j'ai vu les images.'
Rachel's eyes widen as she studies his face carefully.
"What photos?? I don't understand why you're so upset Sebastian. You're acting very much like a jealous boyfriend right now..."
His face, that beautiful face she still sees in her wildest dreams and greatest daydreams scrunches up into a disappointed scowl. And he FINALLY switches to English. Although his response comes out in nothing more than a muttering of words.
Words she strains to hear.
"I thought that's what I was..... especially after everything LAST summer."
At the mention of their escapades from the summer before, the events that started on that rainy afternoon when they were alone in her grandparents chateau, cause her cheeks to flush.
And he arches his eyebrow on the other end of the call when he notices her reaction. Moving closer to his computer screen and licking his lips as he coos out in a sensual voice.
"I see you're remembering, Chaton... my lips on your skin, tracing the path of my hands. Fingers caressing your oh so delectable body. Making you cry out for more...."
Rachel's voice is breathy when she responds, falling under his spell even though she doesn't want to.
"We said we wouldn't mention that again... no one was supposed to know."
Sebastian sighs in annoyance.
"No one else is here Rachel! Pierre is out so no one is going to overhear us. And what would it matter if people knew? Are you ashamed of me? Of what we did together?? Cause I thought it was fuckin awesome. And I recall you saying over and over again how perfect it all was.... how you wanted me as much as I wanted you."
He pauses and then slips back into French, a breathy impression of her as her cheeks flush anew.
"Oh Sebastian... ne t'arrête pas. S'il vous plaît.... Je veux, je promets que je suis prêt."
Rachel's eyes grow wide on her side of the call as she nibbles her lower lip, worrying the skin between her teeth. Remembering saying those words to him. Feeling those feelings all over again. And she breaks.
"I'm sorry Bastian, I didn't mean to question your affections. It's just hard with you there... I didn't think..."
She shakes her head as she watches his gaze soften through her computer screen.
"Ne t'inquiète pas pour Finn. C'étaient juste des photos de performance. Il a une petite-amie."
He nods and finishes for her, quite forcefully. Green eyes burrowing into her soul.
"And you have ME."
(French translations:
Little Dove, who is Finn?
You know what I mean, I saw the pictures.
Kitten
Oh Sebastian... don't stop. Please.... I want you, I promise I'm ready.
Don't worry about Finn. They were just performance pictures. He has a girlfriend.
A\N: sorry this took so long. Hoping this helps to sew a little discord and reasoning for the slushee later. ❤️Shann)
