Twisted around her finger

Twisted around her finger

WARNING: This story contains moderate/heavy sexual scenes between minors, and homophobic attitudes. If you don't approve of this stuff, ignored my warning, and got disgusted or insulted by the story, then you have no one to blame except yourself.

NB: This is the prequel to "Behind the mask." It's set 6 years before the events in Cruel Intentions. So in this story, Sebastian and Katherine start out as 11, and Blaine starts out at 13.

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Chapter Two: Pre-marital affairs

Kathryn twirled around slowly in front of the mirror to get a good look at her dress. It was a strapless 'bustier' design that came down to her ankles, with a split up one side, and ice-blue in colour, just like her eyes. For someone so young, she was well developed, with curves and a b-cup bust.

Turning back towards the mirror, she applied lip-gloss to her perky mouth, and silver eyeshadow to her eyes. She was only 11, but she had a sophisticated sense of style, and knew how to wear make-up.

"Are you ready yet, Kathryn?" Said a familiar voice. Kathryn swivelled her head around. Her future stepbrother, Sebastian Valmont was standing at the bathroom door, his trademark smirk plastered on his handsome face. Like her, he was all dressed up. They had a reason for this. Their parents (his Father and her Mother) were getting married today, but neither of them was actually looking forward to this. According to Kathryn, she didn't need a Father, and it was obvious that Sebastian wasn't that keen on her Mother.

"Almost done, Sebastian." Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that he was gazing at her with lust in his blue eyes, mentally undressing her. She smirked. Not much longer said the voice in her head And he'll be twisted around your finger, just like all the others.

"Is there something you want, Sebastian?" She asked slyly. She twirled around slowly. "Is it my lips? My breasts? My ass? My legs? Or maybe it's something else that you want?"

Sebastian just stood there, shocked at the sultry words coming out of his future stepsister's mouth. She moved closer towards him, grinding her slender body against his. She leaned into his face, and licked his ear. He didn't respond.

"You know, Sebastian, in 3 hours time, we will be related, and our parents won't approve of you lusting after me. Maybe you should get it out of your system." She whispered, licking his ear again.

"What do you mean by that?" He hissed, glaring at her.

"Quite simple, Sebastian. We can satisfy each other right here, right now. You want me, and I want sexual release. So, it works both ways."

For a minute, they stood there, staring at each other, bodies pressed close together. Then, Sebastian spoke.

"Fine. But this doesn't go any further than sexual release. No mutual feelings, nothing."

Kathryn nodded as she turned around, and locked the bathroom door. She didn't care about Sebastian anyway. She just needed the release that she was unable to provide herself with.

Her eyes widened as she felt Sebastian's hand going up her skirt, and into her panties. She bit her tongue when she felt his fingers inside her, pumping slowly at first, then speeding up faster, and faster. He began kissing her, his tongue thrusting into her mouth in time to his fingers pumping inside her. Wave after wave of ecstasy shot through her tiny frame, then she felt his other hand going into her skirt, and pressing something sensitive that put the ecstasy into overload. She muffled her screams in his jacket as she came, soaking his hand and her panties. God that felt amazing said the voice in her head But don't forget, this was only for your own benefit, nothing else.

"Wow." She muttered as she regained composure. She then noticed that he was standing there impatiently.

"What about me, Kathryn?" He demanded, indicating the obvious bulge in his pants. She smirked, running her fingers lightly up and down the bulge, enjoying his reaction.

"Maybe later. We have to get ready for the wedding, you know." She yanked off her soaking wet panties, carelessly tossing them on the floor. He scowled, and she started laughing.

"I'm kidding, Sebastian. Can't you take a joke, or are you as sour as your Father?" She unzipped his pants in one swift motion, pulled out what was causing the bulge in his pants, and started stroking it in fast, light motions. He clenched his teeth to prevent his moans from coming out. If anyone heard them, they would be dead. He screwed his eyes shut as he came, the milky-white liquid spraying across the room, and hitting the mirror in front of them.

For a moment, they just stood there; the realisation of what they had just done together was sinking in. She looked at him. He looked at her.

"Sebastian." She hissed, breaking the silence. "As from now, none of this EVER happened. Do you hear me? It NEVER took place."

Sebastian nodded as a mixture of feelings coursed through him.

"Alright then, Kathryn. This never took place." He fixed up his clothes, and unlocked the door. He felt calm, and surprisingly, a little amused. I made her lose her composure He thought with a smirk and it's pissed her off too. He kissed her lightly on the cheek, a hint of a smirk on his handsome face. He turned his back on her, and started to make his way out the bathroom.

"Sebastian?"

"What, Kathryn? Still embarrassed that I made you lose composure?" He smirked again. She narrowed her eyes in anger.

"Fuck you! I was just going to say that if what we just did EVER leaves this room, I will hunt you down, and I will make sure that you die a VERY slow, painful, death."

There was something in her voice that sent shivers down his spine, and as he left the room, Sebastian knew that he would never be quite the same person again. He tried to shrug off this feeling and concentrated on what he would be doing after the wedding. Going to the football and the movies with his best friend, Blaine Tuttle. Just the two of them. He smiled as he got to thinking of good memories that involved Blaine. God, the guy was like a brother to him. He had no idea what he would do without Blaine.

Meanwhile, Kathryn was still in the room, fixing herself up again. Suddenly, she started laughing. Her petite, slender body shook with laughter, and tears were streaming out of her eyes.

"I can't believe it was so simple." She said to herself, still laughing. "Now he thinks there's something between us. Ooh, this is too easy. Before long, I'll have him twisted around my finger, just like I did with Peter, and all the other boys, and I'll be rid of that stupid faggot, Blaine Tuttle."

Still giggling, she slipped on a fresh pair of panties, then left the bathroom. Sebastian had absolutely no idea what this cold-hearted little vixen had in store for him or for his best friend.