This chapter has a special mature scene *wink-wink*. I was curious thinking about how they would do..things. So I got carried away by the pervert inside my head, hopefully it isn't dreadful. There's a link to a picture of Selene on my profile. The corset she's wearing makes her chest look small in the picture I drew of her in Victorian undergarments... ;P

~Sara Ana


Spring of 1687

It was a joyous occasion in the theater at Versailles as the dancers moved to the beats of the large orchestra. Only men stood on stage dancing to the beats that the musicians created. Count Chevalier on the private balcony next Selene's, she watched through a pair of binoculars and noted him was glancing over at her when she wasn't looking. They were not close friends as they once were since the death of Charles the II of Bourque, but in reality he had every reason to stray from this woman who had poisoned his friend. Selene had greatly interested him, her radiant beauty, ferocity that she held in her youth. There was a time in his young adulthood when Selene's father had said he wished for marriage between the two when she was still a baby, the count had told them no, he wished he had said yes looking at her milky skin and beautiful raven hair. They locked eyes for a moment as he beckoned her to join him, really not giving her a choice as he whispered something to a guard. She got up and began leaving her balcony with poise, her long midnight dress trailing behind her like a shadow. Her dark tresses were tied in a tight braided bun with white ribbons which was different compared to the curls worn by every other woman, glistening diamonds on her hands and neck, hands gloved in black satin that hung gracefully at her side as she walked, her heels clicking with the tiled floor as she walked over to him.

"Count," she said, formally bowing, putting her hand over her heart.

"Selene, it has been quite some time since I last saw you," he told her gesturing for her to sit in the seat next to him. She sat down getting a better look at the man, his curly red hair of a wig went down to his mid back, a long coat made of red velvet and fur hiding his lacey breeches, his two ice toned eyes staring.

"I give you pity, you're so young and yet you have already seen death take your loved ones," he stated rubbing her bare shoulder, faking comforting her but trying to seduce her. She shrugged him away, looking at the stage's performance. He was too blind to notice the blood-toned eyes that watched him.

"It's quite alright."

"I don't see how it is, your family engaged you to another man days later after my friend was murdered," he said, grasping her chin so she'd look at him. If looks could kill, he'd be in a pool of his blood, he quickly let go of her and let her watch the dancers.

"I'm sorry but I must be on my way," she said as the show ended, getting up.

"I hope to see you come out of your home more, goodbye," he told her as she bowed again and left. She speedily walked through the halls until a gloved hand grabbed hers.

"Go away Louis, Count, or whoever you are," she said angrily, wanting to slap them.

"You want me to go away, what did I do?" Sebastian asked, faking a sad expression.

"Oh, sorry thought you were someone else." She turned around getting a better look at him; straight long black hair, raven colored coat that had no shape to it decorated with braids and buttons, the breeches and shoes simple and a dark color to match the rest.

"I'll see you later. I have things I need to attend too," he stated leaving. She stood there for a second or two staring at his back. She quietly followed him through the crowds of people in the theater and city. The count was dragged into an alley way and she heard a series a murmurs and pleas.

"You touched something that is mine." Sebastian said, removing his glove with his teeth, revealing the pentagram.

"What are you talking about? I'll give you whatever you want!" The count said, praying with his eyes closed. His eyes began to glow pink and so did his pentagram as black feathers fell, hiding the two men. There was the count's dead body leaning against the wall with an agonized expression on his face and Sebastian stood there smiling, putting his glove back on.

"I know you're there, Selene," he simply stated sighing as she walked over to him. She stood there looking at the corpse.

"Are you going to tell anyone?"

"No, and besides who would believe me? So what are you anyway?"

"A demon, are you frightened," he asked.

"Shocked maybe, but frightened…no," she told him. He looked over her attire, more thoroughly than before.

"Your hair looks hideous like that." She rolled her eyes as he undid the braids.

"It's looks better than the stupid wigs everyone else wears." She said, chuckling.

"Now it looks worse, keep your hair down," he told her as he ran his fingers through the wavy hair that had been in the braids that looked weird since her bangs that stopped at her eyebrows covering her forehead were straight.


Summer Night 1687 (AN: Mature scene!)

She laid in the bed, looking at the white diamonds on her wedding ring, waiting for Sebastian. She wore a nightgown he had got her during one of their previous encounters, black with see through sides and red roses, she had looked in the mirror earlier and decided that it hasn't dreadful on her. They hadn't done anything, yet, some kisses but that was it really and she was losing her patience with his teasing. He came every couple night and just watched her sleep until he got bored and left. The door creaked slightly as he entered the room, already removing his knee-high hose and shoes.

"Are you going to bed?" He asked not looking at her as he threw his jacked on a chair. She gave a slight frown as she got up walking in front of him.

"Do I look like I'm going to bed?" She said letting her fingers undo his vests buttons. He smirked, putting his hands on the back of her thighs making circles with his gloved thumbs as she undid the lower buttons of his shirt.

"You want it that badly?" He asked, smirking at her as he pulled her up, his hands under the soft snow white skin of her thighs. She gave him a mischievous grin working on the buttons of his shirt.

"Come on, Sebastian, one night is all I'm asking for," she stated hearing him scoff at her flirtatious nature. It made so much sense why he had so much competition for something he had already claimed his. He sat on her bed, her legs around his hips as she gave him lustful passionate kisses while he shrugged his vest and shirt off. She broke away from his lips for a second to breathe as his nails dug into the skin of her upper left breast drawing blood, and drinking it. His eyes glowed for a quick second, her soul was a rare brand he was shocked he hadn't killed her by now knowing that but she was too much fun to just be food. She rested her head on his shoulder tugging at his hair.

"Sebastian…ah…stop doing that, you're drinking too much," she whispered into his ear, he wrapped his arms around her frail form, and pushed her on the mattress. She laid with her legs dangling off the edge, her torso laid on the satin red sheets while he stood up positioning a chair under the door knob so no one could interrupt, then grabbing some ribbons and a sharp letter opener that laid on her vanity he went back to her. She was leaning on her elbows

"Kitten, shhh, if we play very quietly no one will know," he told her putting his index finger to his lips.

"That dress looks beautiful on you but I think you'd look better in this situation without it, don't you agree?" The straps were cut with the letter opener, only seconds after he had spoke. Selene's eyes widened and stared at him as he chuckled at her expression, having unnatural abilities sure were useful at times like these. He grabbed the front of the dress tearing it off and discarding it in the floor. His shadow covered her pale skin and heaving chest, those tight corsets really minimized everything. She sat up on the bed using the bed post for support, staring at the ribbons and knife in his hand questioning what he was doing to do. Sebastian took off whatever clothes remanded on him. He sat behind her wrapping the ribbons to the post and her hands, her back facing him, she looked over her shoulder at him as he pushed her long hair over her other shoulder. He took another one wrapping it around her eyes, which caused the girl to breath quicker not knowing what he was going to do.

"What are you doing?" She stuttered, feeling cold metal sliding down her back, giving her chills. The blade dug into her skin, she whimpered as his tongue slid over the wound, he gave her a couple slashes repeating the process, smirking at her whimpers and moans. They cuts didn't feel bad to her, when the knife sliced through her sensitive skin it made her feel more alive somehow. This had been doing on for a couple minutes and he was getting bored rather quickly so he undid the sash around her eyes, she looked at her back, a little light headed from the lack of blood in her body.

"You trust me don't you?" He asked, putting him hands over hers which were still tied to the post.

"What do you think?" She snapped back, breathing heavy, even on the verge of passing out she still had some fight in her. He gave her a few seconds or at least until the situation renewed his boredom and he undid the bindings on her hands and redid them so her hands were behind her back despite the little fight she gave him when he pushed her hands behind her and wrapped the ribbon around them. To her dislike Sebastian was much stronger and she was as helpless as a baby with him around. He placed the knife on the nightstand as Selene leaned her back on the post, her body was paler than usual but her color returned. He grabbed her ankle, dragging her down onto the soft bed, a numb feeling washed over her as he made miscellaneous patterns on her stomach as she struggled against the bonds on her hands.

"You're so cute," he said simply, chuckling at her irritated expression, her eyebrows knitted together. He parted her legs quickly, he placed his knee in-between her legs so he wouldn't have to pry them open if she began rebelling, he began smirking at the faint blush on Selene's face ,crawling on top of her, and grabbing a fistful of her raven tresses he pushed her head up to his so the kiss could become more intimate. When they broke away he let his hand travel down to the undefended area between her legs, the other held her hip in place as his fingers toyed with her clit, his smirk widened as she bit her bottom lip to hid the moans and pleasured sighs that were dying to be heard. Her eyes were tightly shut hiding their dark brown color, he was surprised with how feisty she was not wanting to show she could be submissive but of course eventually her body would take over. She had wanted this but he guessed she wanted to have more dominance during it. He began rubbing it feverously finally hearing a loud moan escape from her parted lips, he snickered at her as he felt her hips rising as two fingers traveled to her moist opening, he held her hips down.

"You're…a…awful," she whimpered out between her pleasured noises. That comment only fueled him, she thought this was the worse he could do?

Sebastian's fingers nudged inside earning a gasp from the woman beneath him, he allowed the muscles the surrounding his digits to relax and began a pumping in and out.

"Ahh! Uhm!"

Selene's moans became more frequent, she had given into her body as he added another figure furthering the abuse. He believed that this would suffice and he took his fingers out licking them. Her chest went up and down as she breathed, he placed his hands on the soft flesh, caressing it, toying with the erect rosy buds. She arched her back, pushing them in his hands, urging him. He sucked on one and then switched, enjoying every sweet moment lustfully torturing her. The demon had been ignoring his desires since the beginning, waiting for her to break and beg, but obviously that wasn't going to happen this time, maybe he'd play a mind game with her next time so she would.

He placed his hands on the sides of her head and pressed himself against her opening, rubbing against the sensitive skin.

"Push you hips up," he commanded looking into her lustful cloudy brown eyes, she complied instantly or at least her body did. He slid in and gave her a moment to adjust to his girth, she let out a sharp gasp. It didn't take him too long to realize she was a virgin, he began some slow paced thrusts, breaking the thin layer of skin that was in his way. The pace was tormenting to Selene, he gradually went faster, his lovers moans becoming louder and more frequent.

"Sebastian, please…ah…harder," she uttered. He smirked down at her obliging, he hated submissive woman but in bed it wasn't to bad and she hadn't been begging since the beginning like others had.

"Ahh!"

He panted feeling her climax underneath him, he began thrusting into her the way he wanted to which was at a chaotic pace and deep, bumping into her cervix. Typical of him to save the best for last, Selene thought sarcastically to herself . He gave a grunt as he climaxed, filling her with his heated seed. Sebastian still wasn't satisfied so he continued his quick thrusts after resting on her chest for a brief moment. She fell over the edge of pleasure within a few minutes, sending him following. He laid on her chest resting and pulled out, he untied his captive helping her crawl underneath the blankets. The demon got dressed and looked back at his lover, kissing her.

"I hope we can do this again," he said caressing her cheeks. He sat on the edge of the bed, stoking her black locks and sweat coated skin as she fell asleep.


SebastianFan870: Hopefully, you got a better picture of everything. Also, now you know that is cutting her... .