The Immortal King

6: Feel Better

"I don't know", maybe it wasn't the answer he was looking for, but it was the only answer I could conjure. I looked away from Sebastien and back to the synced couple.

Juliet giggled at something James said and he smiled at the fact that she was smiling. Even though it ached to admit, they were the cutest pair I'd ever laid eyes on. Anyone could see that she meant so much to him and vice versa.

They were fortunate to not be forced on someone else because the universe said so.

Juliet was lucky to find someone on her own terms and so was James. Maybe I would be fortunate too if I had a choice, if I made this decision.

"My father's coming over today", Sebastien trailed out cutting through the silence, with an apple in hand, " and I say this in the most sincere way possible- please behave"

He sounded stressed and the part of me that wanted to verbally attack him for treating me like offspring subsided as I got the idea that maybe this mood of aggravation wasn't coming from the fact that I didn't know how to feel, but from his father.

I watched as he took a bite, "That man is going to come and purposely try to bring you to your breaking point. He will criticize the way you speak, your body odor, your clothes, your facial expressions, your hair, the way you f*****g breathe..- no matter what, don't respond. Don't let him see how upset you are because he will take your breakdown and throw it at you every chance he gets"

Sebastien rubbed his forehead, "Don't break Liz. My father is not me. He will keep you here as Luna and make the whole pack hate you for spite. My father is the true beast"

After his brief monologue warning me of his father, he looked away and continued to wait on Juliet leaving me with my thoughts.

I could no longer admire the happy couple or think about the food that was soon to be served. All I could think about was the fact that I was going to be face to face with the man who killed my father, has threatened the lives of my community, the man who takes lives without remorse, who won't take my s**t the way Sebastien did.

The man that had Sebastien so unhinged.

"What time?", I asked wondering how much time I'd have to train myself.

Sebastien looked back to me and sighed, "He's coming for dinner. With one of his many girlfriends, Caribessa. My younger brother Luis was supposed to join us, but he cancelled last minute"

I sighed in dissappointment, I loved Luis. 5 minutes before I escaped, him and I had a brief conversation, "Caribessa? The name sounds......."

"-vampish? My father has a variation of girlfriends to tend to his needs", Sebastien spoke uncomfortably.

"Wow, she must be the favorite if she gets to meet the future luna", I responded.

Sebastien chuckled, but it wasn't from pure amusement- almost mocking, "My father couldn't give two shits about what women he brings around us. That man has paraded women worse than scum on his arm. He has paraded vamps, weres, witches, hell even warlocks- he has no preference. After my mothers death, that man is like a lion out of a f*****g cage"

Silence followed Sebastien's outburst and his dread for this upcoming evening was written all over his face. The veins of the beast were apparent in his arm and his eyes were almost completely pitch.

I looked over to Mason for some guidance on how to handle something like this, but he sat blankly, zoned out. I then looked over to the couple and they continued their business as normal.

Was Sebastien always like this when faced with his father's presence?

There was a yearn, an itch for me to find a way to make him feel better, but I couldn't think of anything. All I could do was sit there and watch him like a dumbass.

I felt helpless, that is until I found myself grabbing his hand and asking if he wanted to go upstairs to the room, "For what?"

The couple stopped and Mason zoned back in bringing all eyes on me, "I don't know"

I'm sure Sebastien was getting tired of that answer, but I think eventually we both figured that going upstairs was something he needed.

Neither of us had any idea what was about to occur, at least I didn't, nor did we worry about eating lunch. It seemed that we had both lost our appetite and had one for something else.

I shakily took Sebastien's hand scared to look at the others and he followed me up the stairs and into the room.

When we got up there, we just looked at one another. His eyes were still pitch and the veins still apparent.

"Are we going to f**k?", My heart stopped. Did he have to say it like that? I didn't even know what I wanted, "I would like to get straight to the point if there is a point. I'm tired of beating around the bush and trying to understand what you're thinking....."

"I don't-"

He sighed aloud, but this time very harsh. If I were on of the 3 little piggies, my house would've knocked over, "Elizabeth. Liz. If there is nothing annoying me more at this moment, its you saying that bullshit. What the f**k are you confused about? Are we about to f**k or what?"

I had never experienced this side of Sebastien, his beast. He never let it out in front of me and I was wondering how repulsive a man had to be to get his son like this at the thought of him visiting.

Sebastien walked closer to me causing the back of my thighs to hit the bedside. Up close, I could vividly see the pigment of his neck spreading into that translucent baby blue I only heard rumors about. Was it bad that it was turning me on?

Oh God Liz. What's going on with you?

The part of me that wanted to hate him was screaming in objection while the other part of me just really wanted to make him feel better, "I-I just-", I stuttered, "I just want to make you feel better"

The words came out more heavy than expected and Sebastiens eyes softened to their attractive green then back to their prior black, but this time it was a different kind of black.

This side of him was one that I'd seen before, but the desire was more aggressive. This wasn't one of those moments where either of us could escape it with sleep or self control.

Sebastien's finger traced the side of my face before moving my hair behind my ear, "You want to make me feel better huh?" His other hand then paid a visit to the exposed skin on my backside, "How Liz? How are you going to do that?" 

Control was out the window along with our egos and our pride. This foreign feeling that had decided to inhabit both our bodies were coming from that bond set before the creation of everything.

"Seb-", Before I could object, I was thrown on the bed with the beast hovering over me. The hybrid made an appearance in the bedroom?

His lips smashed into mine causing me to moan. My hands attempted to roam, but the mission was cut short when my arms were pinned above my head.

He removed his lips from mine causing me to whimper slightly, but the pleasure returned when he nipped and sucked on the most sensitive parts of my neck.

My sober self would be fighting, but the immense amount of pleasure being delivered brought me to such a high that I couldn't even think straight.

And he was only at my top half.

My legs wrapped around him causing a friction to go on between us. Sebastien groaned and I moaned with his mouth still attached to me. In the midst of this action, he tore my shirt and threw it to the ground leaving me in my bra. Still in full attack on my neck, Sebastien went for my bra, but I stopped him.

Sebastien came up looking down to me taken aback. The black in his eyes softened only somewhat and I could feel the wave of rejection he currently did.

This was for him, this time was to pleasure him. Get his mind together.

Before he could protest, I mustered enough energy to flip us over. With this move, I got a better feel of what was soon to come. Still in a daze, my lazy hands found their way to his tie and shirt which were the first to go.

Sebastien was one beautiful man.

I brought my lips down to his taking me into pure bliss. His tongue toured my mouth as his hands slid down my backside to my bottom of which he wouldn't let go. I moaned cutting the kiss short and trailing scorched pecks from his neck to his chest down to the hem of his pants where I stopped.

My fingers traced the v leading into his pants as my lips grazed the hem and I looked up to see that he was staring right back at me.

"Don't. Tease", he growled. I licked my lips and battled with the idea of continuing. He was practically aching for me, why should I not?

My hand trailed up his leg and to the top of his pants where I unclasped, slid my hands in his briefs and felt his ready future contributions to the bedroom. My heart almost stopped at the size and I frowned for a second in disbelief, Could I even successfully do my part?

Sebastien smirked at my sudden shock, "Liz, if you're scared- we can stop"

I shook my head in protest, Mama ain't raise no quitter.