When Sebastian came back exactly a day after, he was angrier than a starving Vampire. If Jay and especially I hadn't stood in his way, Sophie would've been buried underground by now. Sophie and I tried to explain to Sebastian that it was just a joke, but he didn't believe us, not when her scent was all over me.

It's fair to say that Sophie got out of this with Sebastian's Slade side manipulating her mind. I think Sophie will not be visiting for a while, not when Sebastian would be hunting her butt if he sees her.

I, on the other hand, received a pleasurable torture. First, Sebastian fed me the Witch's blood he collected— the female Witch produced a fight when she saw her true enemy, but because it was Sebastian Slade we're talking about, she didn't exactly have a choice— and after that I felt like the Vampire Jewel again. Second, Sebastian brought me a Vampire to feed on to get rid of the Witch's blood inside me. Then, he drank my blood and left his unhealed bites on me everywhere, just to assure him that I was still his and keep his mind at ease.

Both sides of my neck, my shoulders and my chest were covered in his bites. And after that, I think it's quite clear what he and I had ended up doing.

Now it's the middle of the night, and I am laying in bed, snuggling into Sebastian's naked chest whilst one of his solid arms was snaked over my waist, keeping me very close to him. Sebastian told me that he could never sleep peacefully if I wasn't in his arms.

He looked so sensual, his luscious red lips parted the slightest bit as he inhaled and exhaled silently. His dark, thick eyelashes veiled his night-black eyes and brushed against his skin. His pure black, silky hair was deliciously messy— proudly caused by the running and tugging of my fingers. His tanned skin was warm, generously giving some heat to me.

And my favourite, his heartbeat. It was calm yet wild, as though it knew I was close to its owner. Even though he was asleep, each time I traced the muscular outlines of his chest or abs, his heartbeat would jump, his skin would become warmer and he would whine seductively. He is so breathtaking in his sleep— even more so when he's awake— but just looking at his sleeping face brought a side of me that wanted to protect him, because he looked so defenceless and innocent in his sleep.

But Sebastian, defenceless and innocent are three things that never mix.

I continued watching his sleeping face until morning— good thing that Vampires don't sleep because I would've missed out on this sleeping beauty. When I thought it was time to wake Sleeping Beauty up, I came up with a lovely idea.

I held a long piece of my hair and guided it to his ear, using it as a feather. I tickled his ear gently, grinning when I saw his eyebrows twitch and knit together beautifully. I did it again, and when his hand on my waist flew up to hold my wrist, his eyes snapped open and I saw the confusion they held in them. His heart thudded moderately, as though he was on the watch for anything out of place.

When he saw the victorious grin on my face, he groaned exhaustedly and closed his eyes again, trying to go back to sleep but I won't let him do that.

"What do you want?" he whined, tugging me closer to his chest as his arm tightened. Since he restricted my movement, I drew my lips closer to his smooth chest and gave his flesh a teasing lick. Sebastian hissed, and in a sudden he had me pinned under him. He looked irritated, yet delicious in this early morning.

And he was naked, too! Oh, joy!

"Time to heal your bites, Love," — I noticed the way his features softened at the word Love— "I'm in horrible pain, so heal them away."

"I don't feel like healing them." he mumbled and rolled his eyes.

"Not even for a good-morning kiss, sweetheart?" I tease, grinning when I see his eyes flash and his lips twitch, like he wanted to smile.

"The offer is tempting, darling." he finally smiled.

"So, will you take it, Kind Sir?" I ask in a high-class tone, lifting my chin up a little and pouting my lips.

"I'm afraid I must, young Madam."

I end up laughing at the classy conversation we had, as though we had memorised the lines of some fancy play. Sebastian grins as he watches me, and he slowly leans down to rest his forehead against mine.

"I love you." he says and his smile widens.

I smile as well, sliding my hands up his back— enjoying the way those muscles relaxed— and wrap them around his neck. "I feel the same for you." I say, avoiding those words that cause me to stutter so much.

"Say the words, Love." he teases, a grin playing on his lips. I glare at him, and then come up with something that will definitely silence him.

"If I say the words, then there'll be no kissing for the entire day."

He smirks, an eyebrow raising and he says, "If you don't say the words, then there'll be no touching for the entire day."

I look at him, offended that he even dared to say that. "I cannot believe you just said that."

"Cut the drama, Love. I'm waiting."

And then he does something I hadn't expected him to do. He flips us around so that I am straddling his hips. The way he was looking up at me with his half-closed eyes was driving me insane. It was just so arousing.

"I always stutter and sound stupid when I say those words!" I try to defend myself, frowning and pouting because maybe that will get him to drop it. Sebastian shakes his head, his hands moving to coil around my hips loosely.

"It's not stupid if you try. Go on." he urges with a smile. I sigh and slap a hand to my face, covering my eyes from him. I feel the pressure on my hips vanish, and then I feel his hands tugging on my hands and lacing our fingers together as he brings our laced hands to rest on my thighs.

Damn, I think my soul skipped a whisper and his heartbeat increased.

"I l-l-love you." I pout angrily, my eyebrows inching closer to each other.

"Try again."

"Sebby, come on!" I cry out, huffing and making a sad face.

"Try again, you won't lose anything." he smiles reassuringly. I breathe in deeply, and do as he says, focusing on his gentle smile.

"I l-love you."

"Again."

I tighten the grip on our laced hands and breathe in deeply, muttering, "I l-love you."

"Again." he suddenly sits upright, snaking his arms around my hips lazily and locking his hands. This action had caused us to press flatly against each other, causing me to place my palms on his wide shoulders to keep myself steady on his lap.

"I love you." I whispered, looking at his soft lips.

"Again." he whispers, his voice rough and deep, his head angled as he reaches for my lips slowly. My eyes remain on his lips.

"I love you."

"Look at me and say it."

I do as he requested, staring into his tender dark blue eyes as our noses brush. His heart was hammering crazily against my chest.

"I love you." I whisper.

Just as our lips brushed against each other, Sebastian smiled and said, "I love you more."

My eyes close when our lips touch with force, and I bring Sebastian closer to me. I get lost in his heartbeat, lost in his kisses and his touch. The things he does to me...

It amuses me how every time Sebastian and I walk with our hands glued together, people just stop and stare for a long time. It's like Sebastian and I were people of another world or a limited-edition item that if people didn't stare at for as long as they wanted, they'd lose this once in a lifetime chance, as the humans say.

"Sebby don't smile, or grin, or smirk, or even raise your perfectly-shaped eyebrows." I warn, annoyed.

Sebastian glances at me and knits his eyebrows together in confusion, the action itself causing more squeals and gasps from around us. I roll my eyes and glare at those who dared to lust for him.

"Slade, I thought I said not to do anything!" I glare up at him this time, bringing him closer to me as those eyes on him just keep increasing like bees finding honey. That actually makes sense, since Sebastian does have the scent of Honey and he is just delicious in so many ways.

"I'm not doing anything!" he defends cutely, raising his shoulders and eyebrows which, again, results in an unwanted reaction from bystanders.

"Could you stop being attractive, at least?"

"Jealous, again?" he teases, and I tense beside him. He laughs, and I smell the desire burning around me. I also detect the increasing heartbeats, and I grit my teeth as I notice some girls actually squirming. I feel myself burning with bitterness, yet before I could unleash a creative line of curses, Sebastian coils an arm around my shoulders, bringing me closer to him.

My eyes widen when he kisses my cheek from the side, his lips remaining there against my skin.

"I can only see you, Jewel, so don't irritate yourself." he smiles against my flesh. I feel my soul whispering quickly, itching for me to hide Sebastian from those watching. "I only want to be with you, no one else."

I smile, aware of the arm that slowly slides around his waist and lays there possessively. We continue walking around aimlessly, our arms tightening around each other every time we saw someone of the opposite gender eyeing the other.

"Why do you like the colour black so much?"

I turn to look at Sebastian with shock, and he was looking at me, too. How funny was that, both of us asked the same question at the same time? Talk about awesome! And unexpected!

"You go first." I said quickly, wanting to hear his reason. It better be something about me.

"No, you go first." he blurted encouragingly.

"Seriously, Sebby? Just say it." I said with an eye roll.

"No, you do it first."

"Fine. Let's say it together after three." I suggest, and smile when he nods.

"One... Two... Three—"

"You've got black hair and black eyes, so somehow I became attached to the colour."

I look at him, stunned. He was just as stunned as I was, maybe more. Was this National Same Answers Day? We had both stopped walking, staring at each other in bewilderedness. It was unexpected, I mean, it never happened to us like that. Must be National Same Answers Day.

It then occurred to me what I had been wanting to tell him ever since he told me that he only sees me. It made me happy— strange, since I didn't really care about almost anything. But, at the same time, I really wanted to grab the back of his neck and kiss the Devil out of him.

"Sebastian, I—"

"—Jonathan, come on!"

I freeze, and I thought I caught Sebastian's eyes widen. My head whips to the side with such speed, I thought I felt my neck crack slightly. I looked around frantically, until my eyes stopped and I felt my breath get knocked out of me.

"All right, I'm coming!"

That voice! It's his voice! I can't see his face, but that's his hair as well!

My feet begin to move, but a sudden force stops me. I look behind me urgently, finding Sebastian looking at me with warning eyes.

"Let go! Please, let go quickly!" I was frantic, my head whipping from Sebastian to the group of humans who were walking away.

"It's not him, Jewel! It's been 153 years! Do you honestly think he's still alive? He's dead, that isn't the man you knew 153 years ago!" Sebastian tries to reason, his grip on my wrist becoming tighter.

I look back at the group of walking humans. They were getting away— he was getting away.

"Remember when I told you to try to keep your hands off of me for a while, otherwise you'd find yourself alone in our room?" I ask quietly, still looking after the group of humans and cursing my soul's loud and demanding whispers.

Sebastian's hold on my wrist becomes tense, tighter. I was torn apart between making Sebastian smile or running after him. I was torn apart between choosing to stay with Sebastian or going after him. Sebastian has to understand. There's only so much a girl like me can take— can go through.

"Go back alone, Sebastian." I whisper, keeping my eyes away from Sebastian. "Don't wait for me tonight."

✿❀ RZ ❀✿