The Immortal King

12: Be Good

It didn’t take long for me to, once again, sink into the hot-tub in deep thought. This time, all I could think about was what Sebastien wanted to talk to me about. That, and how attractive he looked with blood staining his clothes. My thoughts didn’t get very far when a maid with dry clothes in hands, as promised, came out to bring me to his office.  

On the way up there, I couldn’t help but feel anxious. It must have been obvious to the maid because she gave me a reassuring pat on the back before throwing me to the wolves.   

To my relief, when I entered his office, he wasn’t there. Per usual, I took my seat in front of his desk like a school-child. My finger twirled in my hair and as I waited, I couldn’t help but be in my head about how I was going to act.  

Liz. Be good. Prove to him that you can be good. 

At this point, my self-discipline was a challenge that needed conquering. It was becoming a matter of life and death and I was quickly realizing that the impulsive Liz needed a bit of reconstructing. 

Throughout this week of hard thinking, if I learned one thing, it was the fact that I did not want to be rejected by Sebastien. It was like the more we were apart, the more I wanted to be together. Plus, he was not a horrible man and I’m not afraid to say that I really enjoyed the few good times we shared. With that being said, it was my duty to do anything, except die obviously, to prove to him that I shouldn’t be rejected.  

 The door opened and I sat quietly as his footsteps pattered all the way to his desk.  When he took his seat, I noticed that his hair was still dripping from the shower he took. I also noticed that an odd scent tailed him, but I didn't think much about it. 

For a while, nothing was said as his green orbs pierced mine. In reality, nothing much had to be said because I already knew what he was feeling.  

He was agitated and one didn’t need to be a mind-reader to know why. 

Maybe you should apologize again. 

Before I could put the thought into action, Sebastien let out a sigh and clasped his hands together, “Tomorrow night is your Re-Announcement as Luna” 

As I opened my mouth to respond, Sebastien put his hand up, “I’m not finished” 

Sebastien then got up and made his way around his desk to stand in front of me. He was wearing a white t-shirt paired with sweatpants that I assumed was his sleep apparel. The white t-shirt was stained from catching the staggered water droplets leaving his hair and it was almost impossible to stop myself from staring at the front of his pants.  

My eyes went back to Sebastien’s, who I’m sure, noticed me shamelessly checking him out. I blushed in embarrassment, not only by the possibility of him knowing, but because, yet again, there was something brewing between my legs.  

“Liz, you are going to be on your best behavior,” he ordered, “You are going to greet your people, apologize to my father, and-” 

The sound of his voice sent a soothing vibration down my spine. 

Usually, when this occurred, I would be able to control it, but this time things were different. It was as if I were literally getting drunk off of Sebastien.  

“-Liz,” I almost moaned at the sound of my name, “Are you even listening?” 

The air around me grew warm and I nodded feeling the temperature rise in my cheeks, “Yes, I’m focused” 

Sebastien’s attempted to run back into his train of thought, but suddenly stopped. He gave me an odd look before slowly approaching me and raising his hand to my cheek. What followed had to be one of the most embarrassing things to ever occur between me and a man.  

I didn’t release, but I might as f*****g well have. 

From the graze of a f*****g knuckle, my body was able to muster up a lip-biting, eye rolling, porno-leveled moan. 

 It was mortifying.  

Sebastien’s eyes widened at the unexpected noise and his expression quickly formed into amusement at the realization, “You’re in heat...” 

I rushed up from my seat and pushed Sebastien away from me. I then crossed my arms around my torso as tears of frustration threatened to fall from my eyes. The fact that I didn’t have control of my body felt like a violation of my rights. It felt like I was constantly being under attack against my will.  

All while the bastard in front of me got to control everything. “Well what the f**k? Why isn’t any of this happening to you?” 

Sebastien took a step closer to me and I took one back causing me to fall onto the couch in his office. I then snatched a nearby pillow and exhausted all of my pain into it.  

This must have been why I was thinking about him so much. But how the f**k am I already in stage 2? 

I felt a palm gliding up and down my back. It made things better in the sense that it calmed me up there, but it made things worse in the sense that it set a fire down there.  

“Sebastien, stop f*****g touching me”, The hand quickly retreated and I wouldn’t know his facial reaction because my face was still in the pillow when I said it. I could only imagine his smug expression as he fought back laughter.

Seeing me in this unruly state was probably the perfect revenge for him. 

“Liz, it doesn’t affect both of us the same”, His voice was less snarky than I expected, almost as if he didn't enjoy seeing me like this, “Unlike you, I can turn my humanity on and off” 

I sniffled as I raised my face to see a cautious Sebastien. His face was rid of all amusement which seemed to be replaced with concern. 

“Great”, I trailed wiping away stray tears, “So I’m going through all of this by myself then?” 

“No, I’m going through it too”, Sebastien scoffed with furrowed brows, “Turning off my humanity every time you’re around is not the easiest thing to do. It only helps me to ease my urges, but I always have to deal with my pent-up emotions later...” 

I tilted my head and clenched the softness of the pillow between my fingers, “So you’re in heat right now too?” 

Sebastien awkwardly laughed and picked at the couch feathers between us, “I’ve been in heat since the middle of the week” 

My eyes rolled at the speed of these stages, “I’m guessing for hybrid mates, the Convergence is much quicker then?” 

He nodded as he focused his attention on the further damage of his couch. There was a brief silence between us before I could sense the dirty thoughts of him creep into my head again.  

“So I’m just supposed to what?”, I questioned, “Walk around in violent s****l frustration?” 

Sebastien nodded which was followed by a husky chuckle, one that sent me nearly leaking, “Well, we’re not going to consummate"

Sebastien brought his attention back to me, "If we don’t consummate, we will only be "one" under the circumstances that if one of us passes, the other will too. My plan is to hurry with this Convergence, give you the rejection you asked for, and send you back to your family” 

I cringed at the “r” word and shifted uncomfortably under his gaze, “What about the whole  ‘if one dies, the other will’ part?” 

Sebastien ran a hand through his soft tresses and shrugged, “That case would be no different than one of us passing and the other passing of a broken heart soon after. Only about 10% of mates survive their mates’ death in the first place and I’m sure hybrid mates are not included in that 10” 

The way he spoke was as if he’d thought about this a lot. He had everything planned out and I should’ve been happy to hear it all, but I wasn’t.  

“So you’re really going to reject me then?”, My heart sunk as I already knew the answer to the question.  

 “Isn’t that what the f**k you’ve been begging for?”, Sebastien’s tone dropped and I nodded in understanding towards his mini-outburst.

I deserved that. 

I shrugged and clenched my jaw before shifting uncomfortably. It was ridiculous for me to ask him to consider not rejecting me when I’ve made it my duty to make his life a living hell since I got here.  

Sebastien sunk back into the couch and threw his head back, “You’re so f*****g indecisive” 

He pinched the bridge of his nose which led me to notice the blue creeping up his neck.  

Yet again, I was making him become disoriented.  

I placed my hand on his neck and rubbed my thumb across the vein trying to poke through causing Sebastien to tense under my touch. The blue pigment must have been a trigger for my body because the contact with it brought back that familiar desire to make Sebastien feel at ease.  

"I'm sorry," I whispered before sending a small peck to his neck. Before I could think twice about whether this were a good idea or not, my lips were already peppering hot kisses on his warm skin.  

Sebastien groaned, still in his seated position, as I sucked and nibbled on the pulsating vein. 

As I continued, I noticed the blue pigment spreading throughout his body which resulted in me boldly climbing on top of the still figure. In the moment, I couldn’t figure out if he were being still because he was trying to remain in control or because he didn’t want to turn his humanity back on, but my body didn’t care.  

Regardless of how much my mind screamed at me to get off of this asshole who was about to reject me, my body just wanted so desperately to take care of his s****l needs. 

“Liz”, he groaned. I could tell now that the beast was near as he grabbed my hips and roughly brought them back and forth causing a friction to grow between us. A breathy moan escaped my lips as I felt his member through my thin night-shorts.  

I then began to pepper kisses along his jawline, but my mission to catch his lips proved meaningless as he grabbed my neck so that he could reverse the position to attack it. A wetness grew between my legs as one hand softly squeezed my neck and the other teased the hem of my shorts.  

My breathing became labored and I bit my lip as Sebastien began to rub me through my shorts, “You’re drenched” 

I throbbed in anticipation as a soft whimper left me practically begging for his touch. Sebastien pecked my jawline as he brought his hand down my leg and towards my entrance through the bottom of my shorts. My heart pounded and my fists balled on either side of his couch. Before slipping into my underwear, Sebastien rubbed his padded thumb up and down my privates, teasing my cl*t and entrance. 

My bottom lip almost drew blood due to how hard I was biting it. 

A soft gasp escaped my lips as his thumb made ferocious contact with my ball of nerves, “Sebastien” 

I moaned aloud and grabbed his wrist not expecting the sudden roughness. I attempted to throw my head onto his shoulder, but his hand was still around my throat. As he rubbed me, he brought my face towards him to make eye contact.  

“Are you going to be good tomorrow?”, he breathed huskily. It wasn’t him I was talking to; it was his beast. My eyes rolled elsewhere not being able to keep up with his black ones. 

 I nodded in response as one of his fingers entered me and his thumb continued its assault.  

My hands grew red from clenching and my mouth opened as another uncontrollable moan left my lips. 

“Say yes”, Another finger entered me which quickly followed with Sebastien pumping in and out. My privates clenched around his thick fingers as tears of pleasure almost left my eyes. 

“f**k, you’re so tight”, he growled into my ear.  I began to bop my hips up and down as wetness collected onto his sweats, “Sebastien” 

My moans grew louder and his pumps grew more aggressive, “Yes” 

I removed one of my hands from the couch and onto his wrist in an attempt to slow down the motion, but that only seemed to quicken his pace. His name continued to fall through my lips until an unfamiliar feeling brewed  at the pit of my stomach and I knew that I was on the brink of seeing stars.  

Sebastien must have felt this too because at the same time that he curled his fingers forward, he crashed his lips into mine to catch my loudest moan yet. 

After a couple more pumps and a blood-drawing kiss, Sebastien removed his fingers from me and brought them into his mouth. A lazy smile crept onto my face as I crashed onto his body. As I lay my head on Sebastien’s shoulder, I caught a glimpse of the white cotton I’d ripped out on either side of his shoulders.