Sebastian looked at his shoulder where Brennan had hit it. There wasn't a bruise on his shoulder, but it was a little sore. He sighed in frustration. Yes, definitely too old for this. Myrddin wasn't there. He had left Sebastian a note saying Melissa had called and needed him to watch the twins for her this evening. It didn't need to be written that Myrddin was upset that he didn't find the two in Quin's bedroom. No, Brennan. Damnit it's going to be hard to call her that after calling her Quin for so long. Sebastian thought bitterly.
She had been right that he had gotten dirty in the scuffle. A quick shower had changed that quickly and now he was walking around in a bathtowel wondering what to wear. Ah, screw it. He thought sourly. He walked to the living room and picked up the leopard print bathrobe that Quin/Brennan had dropped and donned it, tying it around his waist. He walked back to the bathroom and tossed the towel in the hamper before walking back to the living room and propping his feet up on the footstool.
He was waiting for Brennan to show up, but became engrossed in Dr. Who. Myrddin had changed the channel before leaving. When the show went off and there was still no Brennan, Sebastian cursed and stood, stalking to the bathroom she had retreated into to get cleaned up. He could hear the water going, but he wasn't going to be fooled twice. The door was unlocked so he opened it and entered it. It was like stepping into a steaming jungle, and the shock going from cold to steaming hot made him gasp a little. "Brennan?"
There wasn't any answer, and he walked over to the shower and slid open the door. He at first didn't register what he was seeing. Then he wanted to scream in frustration. Taking a breath, he shook his head, disrobed and stepped into the shower. He turned down the hot water and turned on the cold. It was a wonder she hadn't scalded herself and her damn wound with how hot it was. Temperature didn't bother him, but he knew hot when he felt it. The steam had welded itself onto his body the moment he entered the room, but even the water could not wash the stickiness of it off.
"Quin." Sebastian said firmly and nudged her with his toe. "Quit being emo."
"Thought you said you were gonna call me Brennan?" she replied muffled from her spot turned away from the shower head. She knew he had stepped in the shower with her, and she was mortified. She had been sitting under the shower and was just thinking of what she wanted to learn. She hadn't even heard the door open, much less the shower. All of a sudden it was Poof! there he was, and changing the water to a colder temperature. It wasn't really that hot, was it? She looked down at her blood red skin. Okay, maybe it is a little too hot...
"Brennans do not act like you." Sebastian said in the same tone, crouching down behind her.
"Must be my Firewhisky Nazi side. And I'm not being emo. I was just thinking." Brennan muttered, not daring to glance over her shoulder.
Sebastian frowned. "You've been thinking for over thirty minutes. Anything in particular?"
Brennan was silent a moment, restraining herself from sarcastically blurting out, "How Myrddin and you look together in bed." Then she blushed when she realized she really DID want to know how that looked. So, she instead opted for lying, "No. Not really."
"Liar." Sebastian growled out immediately. "What are you thinking, Quin?"
"That I'd rather be standing than talked down to. I just lost track of time, okay?" Brennan said softly. She unfolded her legs, rocking backwards slightly and making Sebastian step backwards for her to get her feet. She was just standing when her feet slipped from under her. She was fast going down when Sebastian caught her and brought her to her feet. She froze in his arms, her heart leaping to her throat. It doesn't mean anything, it doesn't mean anything.. she thought to herself.
Sebastian couldn't help it. He immediately rushed forward to catch her before she fell, and caught her under the arms and drew her to him. She was burning hot from the water, and he didn't even realize how precarious the situation was until he felt her tense against him. Against... ALL of him. He had forgotten he was entirely nude, and so was she. "Oh for Christ sakes. You need to get laid and laid WELL." He snapped suddenly. If possible, she became even more tense, feeling more like an oak log than a human. He sighed, "There's no reason for you to be so tense. And you do realize, even with you standing, I'm talking down to you?"
Brennan stood stock still while Sebastian was holding her. He wasn't holding her that tightly, but her brain was having a small meltdown after him saying she needed to get laid. The first thing that jumped into her mind was, "Are you offering?" She felt very odd about saying that to him. He was related to her, after all, and in a relationship with Myrddin. What disturbed her more was that she wasn't as opposed to it as she would have thought. As much as she would have liked to ask, she just replied woodenly, "Let me go, Sebastian. You've picked me up."
He complied and set her down and she turned to face him, pointedly not looking down. Many thoughts were firing through his mind. He loved Myrddin, but as frustrating as Brennan's was, he liked her personality. And she was his descendant, very far down the line. It wouldn't really be considered incest that much if he...? And she really needed to learn the funner side of intimacy. Other than Myrddin, there wasn't anyone he would trust with that task, and Myrddin he knew wouldn't touch her with a 50 foot pole with a bayonet on the end of it. Now was the perfect time, if any. Bending down and raising her head, he kissed her lightly on the lips.
Brennan's eyes widened at his kiss and felt a shiver go through her. She tried to tell herself that it was just that he was blocking the warm water, but instead she broke the kiss and stepped back to hit the wall. "What the hell?!" she shrieked.
Sebastian smirked as she stepped back. He expected that, considering all her previous experience. "Do you want me to show you how to relax in the best possible way?" He asked and held out a hand to her before she slipped and really had no choice but to look up.
"Gkh! Ghk!" Brennan couldn't manage to get out a coherent reply. On one hand, she was in a panic mode of scared, on the other she was in a panic mode of estatic. Finally, she managed to get out a word that was unmistakeable, "Myrddin?!"
"He is out at the moment. Once I explain the situation, he'll be sulky, but will get over it." Sebastian's smooth, calm voice beat out and he stepped closer to her.
"No! He'll kill me!" Quin screeched back. His voice would melt her resolve if he didn't kiss her before it faded entirely. With those words, Sebastian's face was in hers again and kissing her lightly, nipping her lower lip as he pulled back.
"He'll have to get through me first." The whisper was a dangerous growl that had Brennan's eyes widening in awe and fear.
"But.. but.." Quin's words faded and she whimpered. She wanted this, but she didn't want it!
Sebastian's eyes faded into the distance before he smiled wickedly and came back into focus. "Well, if you like, but you'll be sore for a few days..."
"Sqwah! Gkh! NO!! I didn't mean... Damnit!" She squawked. Her eyes were filled with panic, and she looked away from him. She was clinging to the wall like a drowning man would cling to a life raft, but that wouldn't hold him off. It was amazing she wasn't hyperventilating, but that was probably only because she had had carnal thoughts about him since... well, pretty much since they first met. She couldn't help wonder if her thoughts would measure up to the real thing. Quite suddenly her face was looking back at his and his lips were on hers again, this time his tongue darting into her mouth and touching her own with the tease of lust. He had came a step closer and was right beside her and for once she was glad as her legs buckled beneath her and he held her up in his strong arms. This time it was he that pulled away.
"So you'd prefer it missionary style, or perhaps one of the other styles I've had the chance to learn in my long life...?" Sebastian's eyesbrow raised in question, his voice as calm as if he'd asked her "Chinese or pizza tonight?"
"You are not going to let me say no on this, are you?" Quin breathed out shakily.
"You do trust me not to hurt you, don't you?" Sebastian purred softly. He held her in one hand and brushed back her hair behind her ear, lifting her face to his again since she had broken their gaze.
"I... Well..." Brennan stopped and frowned. "There's no way I can answer that and be truthful." To her surprise, Sebastian looked as if he'd just been slapped and his gaze became thoughtful.
"Now, that was meant to be a yes or no answer." He whispered coldly. Then to her surprise, he bodily picked her up and swung her around into the shower water and then against the shower knobs. He stayed with her this entire time so she had him in front of her and the knobs digging into her backside. Her yelp of pain was squelched by his mouth on hers. Beginning to wonder how Myrddin could handle this kind of abuse, she dug into Sebastian's arms with her fingernails until he eased up on her lips and let her breath.
"Knobs! In backside!" It came out sounding a far more pitiful whine than she had wanted. She put her hands behind her and found one.
"Would you like one in the frontside too?" Sebastian's seductive voice was starting to be scarier and scarier.
"Hell no! I think you need to cool off!" The hand grasped the handle she thought was the cold, and she turned it hard - only put the hot water on blast instead. There was a hiss of steam, one from Sebastian, and even Brennan thought she gasped from the blast of hot water. Sebastian's grasp let her go and she banged against the knobs again before she was on her feet and opening the shower door dripping wet and stumbling out. She didn't even bother to get the skort set she had decided to wear, she just took off running towards the door and out it.
Quin knew if Sebastian wanted, he could catch up with her and call it a night entirely. But he did not pursue her and she was back at her room in a moment buck naked and she slammed and locked the door. She was panting in panic and shivering from the thrill of being kissed by Sebastian. The shivering could have also been in part from the freezing room temperature. Taking a deep breath, she moaned and realized she had left her clothes in the bathroom.
"Damnitall on a pogo stick." Quin growled bitterly, going over to her dresser to scrounging out a pair of ratty shorts and cutoff shirt and another set of underclothes. After pulling them on, she huffed and stretched out on the bed. Just my luck that a hot, sexy vampire is interested in me and he's my umpteenth great-grandfather and commited to someone else!