She groaned and pushed a finger against his chest. "Don't try to provoke me. You want to know to make fun of me. I am not giving in to a decieving son of a bitch."
"Do you even have friends?"
"I don't need friends, they make me weak and vulnerable...
James Morrison had been a frequent visitor the past week, being the usual caustic and humourous man.
He brought Tiana once and Alyona had practically dedicated the whole day to her, leaving Seb and James by the lake.
Inspector Bossert was also one more frequent familiar face. Seb wasn't very happy that Interpol followed them so closely, but he couldn't deny that it felt kinda safer. Alyona had -obviously- gone insane and had tripled the security around the house.
Seb felt a tad useless because he couldn't help. It's not everyday your girlfriend's dad turns out to be a drug dealer with a death warrant for you.
Spirits were high around the house. Seb usually preyed on her. In the kitchen as she cooked, was probably his favourite one.
Hair up in a messy bun, very small shorts and tight shirt with no bra.
Maybe that was paradise, he sighed as he looked all over her.
His hands itched to touch her and he just gave in. He went up to her, circling her waist from behind. Hands settling where the baby bamp was supposed to be.
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He leant down and pressed a trail of kisses from neck to shoulder, earning a little shiver from her.
"Seb, I don't like takeaway. Let me cook, or else I'll burn this."
"Don't care." He sucked at that spot on her neck, he knew was her favourite. "Burn it."
She chuckled. "Daddy's up for a fuck, uh?"
"I would have called it making love, but -whatever- suit yourself."
She turned in his arms and smirked. "I'm not going to jeopardize your healing."
Seb huffed. "How would that hurt? I'm almost healed!"
"Still a no."
"It's been a week since I got released from the hospital and all I get is what? A few kisses? Next time you'll send me away from our bed."
"If that means you'll be healing faster I'll leave on my own."
His arms tightened around her, pressing her possessively against him. "If you'll leave, I'll die faster, my love."
"Then don't mock my concern for you. You are the most precious thing I have at the moment, Seb." She sighed and pressed her head against his chest. "If you had died-"
He hushed her and kissed her head. "I didn't though, I'm here and we're having a baby. And our life is going to be beautiful."
Seb saw the conflict in her gaze, but he decided to stay silent. He decided to be the calm and serene force between them.
She nodded. "I want you too, Seb. I do. But I want you to be healthy first."
"Okay, love. I can't say no to you."
♚ ♚ ♚
Seb had this weird, weird idea.
Erotic fiction.
Alyona had broken down into fits of laughter.
She laughed every time she remembered it. She even laughed two days after when an Amazon parcel came with the complete collection of Fifty Shades of Gray.
It was terrible. She laughed every time she saw the books lying on the kitchen table.
Seb dismissed her laughter every time with one of his own.
It was one night, she had been sitting on the couch, checking her emails when Seb grabbed the first book and went to her.
He sprawled on the couch and rested his head on her thighs, thrusting the book before her eyes.
"Read."
She raised an eyebrow and put down her phone. "This is bad. Don't let it give you ideas you can be Christian and I, Anastasia."
Seb chuckled. "I believe we all know I'm the submissive one."
She sighed and took the book from his hand. "Now that you've admitted it."
She leant down and kissed him, when she pulled back Seb smiled and nuzzled closer to her.
"Go on." He said.
Alyona sighed and opened the book on the first page.
♚ ♚ ♚
Sebastian had been laughing. Alyona read, but occasionally stopped and commented.
"How fool is that girl!"
She then turned a page and continued reading.
But when the explicit chapters were beginning, her breath was coming short, though she tried her best to keep her resolve.
Seb had turned towards her, hands up and was slowly unbuttoning her shirt. Alyona let him, after all she wasn't going to give in to him just like that.
Maybe it was Christmas, he didn't know. But he pursed his lips to hide his smile when he found out the clasp on her bra was on the front.
Her breath caught in her throat when Seb's lips covered her nipple. He sucked hard.
She stopped and looked at his eyes.
Seb bit her skin lightly and pulled back. "Go on. Or I'll stop."
Alyona buried her fingers in his hair and tugged. "Trying to have the reins, love?"
Seb pursed his lips. "Appease me, I'm sick and tired and I've been shot three times." He said in a sweet voice that forced her to pick the book and start reading again.
He returned his lips on her breast and sucked.
A silent moan escaped her.
Seb looked up to meet her eyes, he bit again lightly and she kept reading. He admired her tolerance, her voice not even trembling. She had even managed to control her breathing.
Seb smirked. He didn't like that. He liked her out of control, without bonds and just his. All his.
His hand reached beneath her skirt, as it had ridden up to the top of her thighs, and smirked as she moaned.
"Seb," she moaned and pressed the book shut.
"Are you going to give in?"
The door bell rang.
Seb cursed. He cursed in English, in German and in Italian.
Alyona stood and fitted her bra and her shirt with quick moves. "Bought anything else explicit from Amazon, Seb?" She joked and turned away.
She went up to the door and pulled it open.
"Hello, Alyona."
Her blood turned cold, she just looked at the person on her doorstep.
"Who is it, love?" Seb came up to the door and stopped beside her, placing his hand possessively on her waist. "Van Dijk, we didn't expect you so soon."
"Soon?" The man said and pursed his lips. "How about you let me in?"
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