He looked at the compass, his expression a mixture of uncertainty and curiosity.
"What is it that you truly desire, Yvaine?" he asked, his words hanging in the air.
My heart raced, each second feeling like an eternity. Setting the compass aside, I inched closer to him, my hands cradling his face as I gently brushed aside a curl of his hair.
"Be mine," he whispered, his voice a fragile plea. He pulled me atop him, his grip tender yet possessive. "Just mine... even if only for this moment."
In that instant, I felt the weight of our shared heartache. I could envision the alternate life we might have shared had I been an ordinary witch. We would have fallen for each other in the same way, confessing our feelings, perhaps during a ball or a sparring match. Maybe he would have proposed after years together or in the forbidden forest, and we'd work side by side as aurors, exploring the world. Our family would have grown with many children, fulfilling his desire for a large family. Together, we'd have grown old, spending our days on the beach, near Anne.
Almost Is Never Enough- by Ariana Grande
And in that second, I realized I could grant his wish, at least for this fleeting moment.
"Okay," I managed to say, my eyes glistening with tears. He sat up, his kiss fueled by the anguish we both felt.
"I would run away with you, kitten," he confessed, his lips tracing away my tears.
A half-smile formed on my lips. "I know you would."
He wrapped his arm around me, pulling me closer, and our kisses intensified, each one as essential as the breath we took. Sensing his desire, I slid his vest off, then his shirt, exposing his chiseled chest, illuminated by the fire's glow. My lips ventured down his body, following the path of his happy trail. But before I could proceed any further, he suddenly flipped me over, taking control as he hovered above me, his hands moving with a forceful urgency.
A powerful ache surged between us, our bodies entwined as each touch ignited a spark that had been smoldering beneath the surface for far too long.
He gripped my thigh lightly, his kiss deepening as he pressed himself against my core, the friction sending waves of pleasure through me. It was as if a dam had burst, and I craved him desperately, yearning for every single inch of him.
"Only mine," he whispered in my ear, his breath hot against my skin. He trailed his lips down my neck, teasing and taunting, then expertly invading my lips with the tip of his tongue.
A sweet taste lingered on his lips, as though he had indulged in a chocolate frog. The unexpected sensation only fueled my desire further.
With a swift motion, he tore open my shirt, buttons flying in every direction, revealing my breasts. My nipples were already hard, standing erect and yearning for his touch.
I unclasped my necklace, setting it aside with care to avoid any damage. I could sense his unease, his discomfort with the emblem of my connection to Ominis. But in this moment, it was just Sebastian and me, consumed by an intensity that defied any constraints.
As I attempted to undo his pants, he pinned my arms up, seizing control. I craved more, but it seemed he aimed to tease.
He captured one breast in his mouth, skillfully teasing and tantalizing my nipple. Moans escaped my lips, his name a whisper. I bit my lip to stifle the sounds, my body melting against his grasp.
He moved leisurely and teasingly over each breast, tracing delicate paths with his tongue before returning to suck on them. His tongue left me light-headed and euphoric.
"Let me go.." I whimpered out.
"I'll never let you go kitten" he growled in my ear.
With one hand unbuckling his pants and the other keeping my arms in place, I watched as he lowered his pants, revealing his V-line. He lifted my skirt, exposing my damp panties.
"Eager for me already, love?" he purred before claiming my lips in a deep kiss. Our tongues intertwined, driven by a hunger only he could quench.
His hands traced down my body, caressing my sensitive core. He moved his hand gently, back and forth, before sliding two fingers inside me. He withdrew his fingers, coated in my wetness, and licked them clean.
His suggestive words made my cheeks flush even redder.
My body writhed in pleasure as he used his leg to part my thighs. He shed his pants and crawled towards me. His gaze never left mine as he took a nipple into his mouth again, sucking greedily while firmly squeezing the other breast.
He ripped away my panties, a slight burn replaced by an irresistible anticipation.
"Be a good girl, and I'll let you go," he grunted, his cock pressing against my wet entrance. I longed for him inside me. He grinned devilishly, teasing my entrance with the tip of his cock.
"And if I'm not?" I challenged, lust dancing in my eyes.
He groaned at my defiance. "If you're not, then I'll just have to punish this pussy, won't I?"
He gripped my breasts as he thrust into me, our bodies colliding, the sound filling the room. He nibbled on my neck, marking me, his movements fervent.
Intimacy with Sebastian leaned toward the passionate and primal. We were insatiable, capable of continuing for hours on end. We never wished to be apart.
He gripped my shoulders tightly as I got on my knees and pulled himself closer, thrusting like a beast in heat.
"Fuck Yvaine... I'm going to —" he groaned out.
"Don't you dare Sallow" I whimpered out.
He growled lowly, thrusting hard into me over and over again, his cock pounding like he wanted to break me. Possess me entirely.
His nails sunk into my shoulder, drawing small pools of blood as he slams into me more violently than ever. I never wanted it to end. I could feel my pussy tightening around his throbbing member.
He tugged my hair, fucking me from behind, hitting my G-spot with each powerful thrust.
"Tell me how much you adore being used, darling," he growled. Raspy moans escaped my lips, ecstasy overwhelming me.
"I... I love...," the words slipped out, lost in the pleasure he gave me. I was drunk on his ferocious appetite.
"...love..you"
He slowed briefly, a fleeting confusion crossing his features before determination took its place. My response fueled his intensity.
His teeth sank into my skin, leaving marks on my shoulders and neck as he ravished me, his cock reaching the most sensitive spot with each thrust. He laid me back down running his hand over my body tantalizingly.
He chuckled softly, kissing my jawline before biting my earlobe.
"Is this what you craved, sweetheart? To feel powerless in my control?" His voice was husky.
His hand slides up my thigh slowly, squeezing my ass cheek firmly.
"Do you relish feeling vulnerable, kitten?"
In some way, I did. Surrendering control was liberating. I wanted him to dominate me.
He laughed darkly, leaning in to whisper in my ear again.
"No one is going to take away what's mine, kitten. Our destinies are intertwined. Forever." He kisses my forehead tenderly before continuing to pound into me mercilessly, using me however he pleases without remorse.
I felt his thick shaft thrusting deeply inside me each time.
"Yes, take it all! Every inch of me!" His voice grew louder and deeper, his desperation apparent as he neared climax.
His grip tightened around my waist, his pace quickening
"Cum for me, sweetheart! Let yourself go! Give yourself completely to me...Only me!" he growled deeply, sweat dripping off his forehead as he neared his climax.
With a final groan, he came deep inside me, his warm essence flooding into me as he throbbed within my core. His heavy breaths mixed with mine as he reached the pinnacle of pleasure. Witnessing his arousal pushed me over the edge, and I experienced waves of ecstasy coursing through my body. The emotional, physical, and spiritual pleasure intertwined, enveloping my senses completely.
Ultraviolet by Aidan Bissett
Leaning down, he kissed me once more, his touch gentle and affectionate.
He enveloped me in a tight embrace, as if fearing I might vanish if he let go. He pressed his nose against my neck lovingly, and we remained entwined like this for a while. My heart felt as though it might burst from the intensity of emotions.
"What did you say earlier?" he managed to inquire finally.
"I .. I said... I love you," I repeated, my voice carrying a sense of exhaustion now that my thoughts were clearer.
As I pondered it further, the realization grew more apparent. The prospect of losing him felt like confronting eternal heartache. When the eventual day arrived, and he succumbed to the passage of time and age, I might want to consider embracing a similar and earlier fate.
A similar sentiment applied to Ominis as well.
Whatever our souls are made of, theirs and mine are the same.
"I love both of you... that's why I tried to create distance," I admitted, my voice tinged with a trace of shame. "I was afraid of causing irreparable damage to our friendship, especially if there was no chance of anything more developing."
A sigh escaped me. "I wish circumstances were different. That I was an ordinary witch. I wish I weren't a princess, a future ruler, or burdened with these abilities."
"You, beloved, are anything but ordinary, no matter the circumstances," he reassured me, his touch gentle as he caressed my face. His golden brown eyes met my purple ones, creating a captivating contrast.
"Don't go to the ball," I pleaded, desperation lacing my words.
"You know I can't do that, love."
"I can't bear the thought of a life without you."
His gaze held a resolute determination. "You will eventually"
"I don't know if I can," I whispered.
"You shall," he said with conviction. "And I would have lived knowing I experienced an unparalleled love, a star-crossed bond that surpasses all others in existence."