Hiraeth | Sebastian Sallow Love Story

Chapter Forty Four: Count - Mature Read

When Sebastian opened the door, they were greeted by a Parisian styled room. White walls with gold trimming from the baseboard up to the ceiling. Elegantly draped curtains that were off white and led to French glass doors. She could see a small black iron table with two matching chairs on either side that gave a view to the Ocean and central markets nearby.

A glass chandelier hung overhead and the bed was the largest one yet. Plush blankets and pillows adorned it, but she refused to even sit on it before taking a shower. Sebastian opened the adjacent door to the bathroom while she noted there was a coffee table with two armchairs decorated in blues and golds in front of the bed. A fireplace was stocked, but had no flame until she casted incendio from the tip of her wand.

"There's only a clawfoot tub." Sebastian called out from the bathroom before she heard the water going. "You can take a bath first, shortcake."

Gracie had other ideas. She went to the work, undoing the buttons of her shirt, and throwing the forsaken material into the fire.

Today, she'd almost been shot at.

Almost been eaten by crocodiles.

Her adrenaline was still causing chaos, making her bolder than she would be normally. Stripping down to her undergarments, Gracie was left in a revealing satin-lace ensemble. She knew the best way to curve that adrenaline.

She also knew someone willing to help her blow off some steam.

After all, the bathroom door was always left unlocked.

Chapter Forty Four: Count - Mature Read

Sebastian was kneeling with his back to her and a bottle of fancy looking bubble soap in either hand, "Why do they make this shit so difficult? What if I don't want to smell like violet and bergamot or exotic jasmine and rose?"

Gracie crossed her arms, wondering when the fool was going to bloody turn around to see her in lace. That adrenaline was quickly turning into regret as her cheeks turned red. "Does it really matter?"

"Of course it-" He turned around, but then his words got stuck in his throat as he stared at her.

From the challenge in her gaze, to the crawling red blush that fanned from her cheeks down to her chest, to her nipples that hardened with the cold; Sebastian's gaze was caressing her bare skin. His eyes trailed down her abdomen, where it paused at her thighs, watching closely as she squirmed slightly under his heated stare.

Sebastian's voice was husky, but firm. "Come here. Now."

A wry smirk spread across her lips, glad that she was able to affect him. His eyes were dark as she approached him, but she looked surprised when he handed her one of the soap bottles. She shrugged her shoulders lightly, taking it from him before leaning over to pour the liquid into the water as the tub filled. Right now, it was about half-

"Sebastian!"

She jumped, moving to straighten her back when the stinging sensation was soothed by a large, rough yet gentle hand.

"Don't. Move." His left hand laid in the dip between her shoulder blades, forcing her to stay bent over the tub. She felt his hand leave her before another spank on her arse left her lips parted from how much she enjoyed it, "And what exactly did you have in mind when you decided to come into the bathroom half naked, shortcake?"