vingt-deux

"Should we wake them up?"

"What? No!"

"Well, then, do you think they're-"

"Danny, shut the fuck up before I make you."

"Like you made me last night?"

There was a hiss followed by a thump.

"I told you. It was a one-time thing. It'll never happen again. Besides, you swore you'd never talk about it."

"I never said I wouldn't talk about it. I said I'd never speak about it in front of your brother or your friends. That leaves me open to remind you about the best night of your life."

There was a scoff. "Don't flatter yourself. You weren't that impressive."

"Really. That's not what you were screaming last night."

There was a gasp then a loud smack before the door to the room was opened and eventually shut.

When the voices had faded, Rebekah made a face. She was beginning to feel increasingly uncomfortable. She attempted to open her eyes but when they just wouldn't obey, she switched tactics. Trying to move her legs, she found herself bewildered when they too wouldn't budge.

Groaning quietly, she twisted her body and frowned when she hit something hard. And warm.

She forced her eyes open and stared at the sight in front of her, completely dumbstruck.

It was Sebastian.

In her bed.

Looking unrealistically and unfairly gorgeous even when he was sleeping.

It took several moments for the fact that her boyfriend was in her bed to sink in before Rebekah felt panic spread through her chest like a fireball. Her eyes quickly scanned his peaceful face between tracing a passage down. He was, thankfully, fully dressed.

Rebekah felt herself breathe a silent sigh of relief as the memories of the previous night came flooding back. After they'd come back to her room, she'd been too tired and emotionally drained to do anything more than change her clothes and brush her teeth. All they'd done after was curl up under her blankets and she'd fallen asleep, lulled into the dreamworld by Sebastian's rhythmic breathing and the cacoon of warmth that he'd created for her.

Rebekah was intrigued as she examined Sebastian's face. His eyelashes were naturally long and curled upwards, and he had a small beauty spot just below his right eye and a very faint scar that extended from his hairline to his temple. Unable to stop herself, Rebekah traced the scar with her fingertip, her mind wandering into various scenarios where he could've gotten it.

Suddenly, his eyes flew open and focused on her, causing her to gasp and retract her hand immediately. A lazy smirk crossed his face.

"I could get used to this." His voice was low and husky. "Now give me my morning kiss."

Rebekah was appalled. "Only after I brush my teeth," she responded.

Sebastian pretended to pout. "Are you that afraid of morning breath?" He leaned forward to nibble lightly on her neck.

"Yes. And the sooner you let me brush my teeth, the sooner you'll get your kiss."

Sebastian groaned. "You drive a hard bargain, love," he grumbled. "But you've got yourself a deal."

He untangled his limbs from hers, making Rebekah grin when he snatched a kiss from her before letting her off the bed.

"You're incorrigible," she scolded light-heartedly.

"Mm, but apparently not as incorrigible as Danny is when he's around my sister."

Rebekah turned around so quickly that she almost got whiplash.

"What?"

"I'm not that heavy a sleeper, love. I heard their entire idiotic conversation. It was all I could do to not throw up." Sebastian made a face. "It's one thing to think that they'd be a good couple; but a brother shouldn't ever have to listen about his sister's sex life." He gagged as he swung his legs over the side of the bed.

Rebekah hid a smile as she grabbed a clean shirt and jeans from her dresser.

"Did you know?"

Rebekah kept her back to him. "About what?"

"The two of them." Sebastian narrowed his eyes at her. When she didn't protest her innocence, he smacked his forehead with his palm.

"You knew, didn't you?" he asked accusingly.

Rebekah's cheeks flushed a deep red as she turned around. "I didn't want to be the one to tell you," she protested. "It would have been so weird." She started walking to the bathroom. "Besides, you didn't need me to tell you. You found out about them yourself anyway."

"Such treachery requires punishment." Sebastian paused to gauge Rebekah's reaction. She was already in the bathroom, but instead of shutting the door, she turned around and shot him a confused look.

"Punishment? What punishment? Wait, why am I even being punished? Shouldn't Danny and E be the ones being punished?"

As she was rattling off the questions, Sebastian pushed himself off the bed and advanced towards her with an enormous grin on his face. Rebekah recoiled at the sight of it; it meant nothing but trouble. She felt herself retreat until her back was placed against the sink and she had nowhere else to go.

"It means that you should probably brush your teeth right now," Sebastian suggested. He came closer so that his body pressed against hers and his arms placed on either side of her on the sink so that she was caged in.

Rebekah felt her insides turn to mush at the feeling of his hard body against hers. Lately, every physical contact that they'd had was making her want more. She wanted to feel what his chest felt like without a shirt on and wondered how smooth the skin on his back was; but these thoughts frightened her. She'd never had such a craving before and it was swiftly consuming her.

"Go on. Brush your teeth. I might be a gentleman on any other day, but I'm definitely not feeling very nice this morning." Sebastian's voice was low, like thunder before a big storm.

As if to back up his words, his hands began moving- peeling up the bottom of her shirt and sneaking underneath so that they traced patterns on the skin of her stomach and back. Seeming oblivious to the way Rebekah's breathing grew more rapid, he proceeded to dip his head down so his lips could reach her neck and shoulders before beginning his assault on her with his mouth.

"Go on," he murmured against her. "I thought you wanted to brush your teeth."

Rebekah let out a soft moan when his teeth grazed the spot between her shoulder and neck.

This. This wasn't fair. She could barely think, let alone move. Wherever he touched, goose bumps rose on her skin and his kisses were making her lose her mind.

Still, she refused to kiss him with her mouth. Mustering whatever shredded will-power she had left, she picked up the glass near the sink and filled it with water before gargling her mouth several times.

When she was finished, she wiped hee mouth roughly with the back of her hand before turning around abruptly.

"Take off your shirt," she said, surprised by how authoritative she sounded. If he was going to be like this, she might as well take advantage of it. She wanted to see what he looked like without a shirt and this felt like the perfect time to satisfy her curiosity.

Sebastian tilted his head to the sight, obviously amused by her sudden change. Then he nodded his head and, without breaking eye contact with her, proceeded to pull his shirt off.

Rebekah fell completely silent as she stared at his chest. So that's what hours at the gym achieved.

A well-toned body with a defined dip into his jeans.

Like the rest of his body, his stomach was toned but the hints of a more muscular physique were also clear to see.

"Now you take off yours," Sebastian said. His eyes twinkled with undisguised mirth.

"What? No. No way. Not with you looking like that." Rebekah couldn't take her eyes off his chest. She'd never been so close to a half-naked guy before. Boys in swimming practice didn't count and looking from afar also didn't count.

"Can... can I touch?" she asked hesitantly.

"Sure."

Rebekah was sure that if she'd looked up, she'd have seen Sebastian smirking at her but she didn't care. She let her fingers trace the rises and dips of his chest, amazed at how her touch made Sebastian swallow hard and curse under his breath.

When she reached the waistband of his jeans, she stopped.

"What's that?" she asked as her eyes slid lower.

Sebastian groaned and grabbed her wrists before she could go any further.

"That's something you're not prepared for yet."

And before Rebekah could ask any further questions, his lips were on hers- hungry and refusing to go easy. Rebekah felt him release her wrists and she quickly looped them around his neck.

"You're such a tease, love," he growled between kisses. "You make me crazy." He pulled away for a moment, eyes so dark that Rebekah felt something coil in the pit of her stomach. "I'm going to take your shirt off now, alright?"

Rebekah nodded, tongue suddenly tied. Sebastian was looking at her differently- kind of like a starving man who had just had food set in front of him.

Sebastian murmured something under his breath and grabbed the hem of her shirt.

But before he could help her out of it, there were knocks at the room door.

A/N Hello fellow Wattpadians!

I have a little favour to ask of you guys: what do you think of the less... innocent scenes? Is it too much? What could I do to improve? This is the first time that I've ventured into more crazy *ahem* physical territory and I would love any feedback that you guys have.

As always,

Be safe and have a wonderful week, everyone!

Percy