"Just a One Time Thing" by Cayster
Summary: What if Sebastian didn't run off and broken up with Annette that one day, but stayed in and received his prize from Kathryn?
DISCLAIMER: I do not own "Cruel Intentions" or any of its characters. Also, I do not own Roger Kumble's "Cruel Intentions" and I do not benefit from it.
Author's Notes: I took the dialogue from the original script of Roger Kumble so if there are differences in the movie with the script please don't think I just pulled it out of my head. But when Kathryn asks, "Is that what you think?" everything from that point on is by me. Though, the descriptions prior from that point are mine.
Also, I'm not an ordinary writer who likes the use of vulgar words to elaborate their story better, but since the characters are regular "cursers" so to speak, I have to grudgingly make them as authentic as possible and use them. Yikes. So I, in advance, apologize for the any use of words you do not agree with.
Chapter One: Receiving His Winnings
The sun's bright, radiant rays crept through his blinds causing a pattern of lines across his floor. He rarely gave any thought on the sun's warmth or the beauty it contrasted against the clouds. After all, Sebastian didn't have time to think about petty little absurdities these days; he wasn't a pansy like that.
He was a little on the edge as he stood there talking on the phone with Annette. She was the only girl who had ever given him a chase— well, except for Kathryn.
As Annette said her good-bye and sent her love, Sebastian chimed softly, "I'll pick you up in an hour. I love you too."
Sebastian wasn't great with the entire mushy love thing, if that's what society called it these days. It was a little too over-the-top and cliché for him to like it very much. Hypocrites used it intolerably too often. Bastards!
As he hung up the phone and took a seat on his desk, thoughts kept channeling through his mind, the majority being on Annette and if he really felt that way about her or not. But every thought dissolved once he saw his leering step-sister, Kathryn, in his doorway.
She had a smirk on her face which he detested with his whole being, but it also intrigued him as to what she was simpering about.
"Oh my God. You're completely p-whipped," Kathryn exclaimed as she entered his bedroom slowly.
Sebastian crossed his arms defensively but his toned stayed calm, "No, I'm not."
"P-whipped, p-whipped." She mocked with a sneer about her. Sebastian could tell the she was none too happy.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you acting this way?" He asked as he stood up slowly getting up off his desk.
Tears started to evaded her russet brown eyes and a pained expression covered her face where the mockery once was. Slowly, Sebastian soon started to soften his cynical air.
Kathryn wiped her tears hastily away; Sebastian knew she hated being vulnerable. "I'm sorry. It's just upsetting. You're in love with her." She kept coming closer to him as she spoke until she was just inches away, "You don't love me anymore."
Sebastian was a little uneasy by the thought of Kathryn crying let alone being self-conscious that he wasn't in love with her, but with Annette. Right now he didn't even know himself which one he loved more— he was just as confused as Kathryn was.
"Oh come on, Kathryn, it was just a contest." His voice was a little too harsh than he intended.
She looked exasperated and fretful, "At first it was, but now it's become something bigger." Tears still silently made their way down her soft, now wet cheeks.
He felt guilty, rather guilty. He prided himself on not being guilty once he committed an act and was a firm believer in Macbeth's 'what's done is done' philosophy. But now, Sebastian regretted the whole bet in the first place because it fucked up his life royally. She was so innocent at this moment, the first time he had ever seen her like that. It scared him and shocked him.
"Kathryn, you know I love you. I've always loved you." His voice was a little shaky, but it wasn't forceful or belligerent like it usually was in its casualness. This time it was more soft and pure.
"Not anymore you don't," she shook her head, not believing a word he was saying and it pissed Sebastian off. "It's obvious."
Obvious? Obvious! No. Did she really believe that Annette was his 'love of his life' or some term people use obsessively once they like someone? His heart started to race out of annoyance and frustration.
Sebastian's anger was evident when he proclaimed, "I can't believe you're reacting this way. You're just saying this because you lost the bet."
He swiftly walked past her to the opposite side of his room where his door was. Sebastian was determined to just get the hell out of Kathryn's presence for a while.
But once she called, "Is that what you think?" It stopped him in his tracks, making him look back at her out of curiosity.
Sebastian only nodded in response; he didn't want to speak to her right at the moment.
After a few seconds of staring at him, which didn't cause Sebastian to sweat like it usually did, Kathryn leisurely walked over to his bed and sat down on it. Tears were still falling, but that didn't deter her straightforwardness. Sebastian knew exactly what she was implying as she was sitting there staring at him with an intensity he never saw radiate from her before. It was dangerous for him to be drawn into, but at the same time, it would be idiotic as not be captivated by it.
"Let's get this over with," Kathryn softly said just above a whisper as if she was both nervous and excited.
Sebastian stood grounded for a second, stunned. But soon his daft shock was closed off as well as reasoning. He took a step over towards Kathryn cautiously as if expecting her to flippantly change her mind like she did with many other guys. But once he saw that she was serious and undeterred with his guard he was putting on, Sebastian steadily over to her.
As he stood in front of her, Kathryn mildly looked up at him. Her tearstained cheeks, which only proved her vulnerability more, made her even more endearing to him in way that she never touched upon before. It was like she was like Annette, innocent and genuine. He couldn't remember a time when that prevailed beyond her wild, devilish front.
"This is the only time, you know?" She reminded him, her voice was tranquil and controlled, but her eyes were depicting a much different story. They were soft, emotional not cold and bear.
"It won't happen again," Kathryn continued at the same rate, trying to make her point clear.
Sebastian nodded unhurriedly, "I understand." He raised his hand from his side and cautiously cupped Kathryn's face, which in turn she closed her eyes. "I'm not asking for more than this," he added causing her eyes open quickly.
She was obviously a little surprised by his control or at least his ability to only ask for what he deserves. He had always been precocious in getting what he always wanted and more, but this was different; he was content with what he was receiving.
"I-" Kathryn began again, but Sebastian interrupted her when he leaned down and kissed her gently.
The kiss wasn't rushed or fervent, but softly and slow. It was like they were relishing in the kiss because it was a barrier in which they had never broken through and they wanted to reward themselves for it. Soon though, the kiss escalated into a passionate, fiery kiss which Sebastian couldn't compare it to any other which he delved in.
He was amazed that he was filled with elation unlike anything he had ever known. Sebastian was never affected this way by anyone— not even when he was with Annette, who he had grown to care for. But the feeling was not to the point of overwhelming him just causing him to be even more passionate.
Kathryn started to unbutton his black button-down, but she kept fumbling with the buttons. "Fuck it!" She exclaimed when she pulled fiercely on the shirt causing the buttons to rip off, raining to the ground.
"Hey that's my favorite shirt!" Sebastian said accusingly, breaking away from their kiss, standing to his full height.
She pushed the shirt off of his shoulders and it lightly hit the ground, forgotten. A mischievous smile was dancing on her full lips as she looked up at him. And then out of no where, she grabbed his white t-shirt and pulled him down on top of her, "You'll get over it."
Sebastian laughed at the remark because he knew he would get over it as soon as he went and bought a new shirt.
Immediately they began to kiss again; taking in each other's sweet intoxications. Neither one of them was letting on how much they were enjoying this little adventure, but both of their hearts were racing and just wanted more of the other. They were not doing this because of the bet any longer, even though that was their excuse; they were doing this because they wanted it— both of them did.
For the next couple of hours Sebastian received his winnings and much more. This day surpassed many times before and probably many times ahead. He knew his heart that it wasn't just sex, it was love intertwined with them, but he wasn't going to admit that. Sebastian wasn't naïve to think Kathryn would say it was. She was going to forget the whole thing happened in an hour or so, but he was expecting that or else how would they function like the horrible duo that they were?
Author's Notes:
All right, now I just want to tell all of those people out there wondering why I didn't just write the whole sex bit. Well, to tell you the truth, I'm not a smut writer; I'm an angst writer mainly. Plus, I'd probably be horrible at writing it. So that's why I didn't want to ruin my story and taint my writing style. It's better left unsaid in my stories than actually said sometimes— it's up to you guys to see how it happened.
This is just the first chapter of a two chapter story. So if you were thinking that that was a crappy ending, no need to fret there's a second chapter. And hopefully you already noticed that this is a Kathryn/Sebastian fic not a Sebastian/Annette fic.
Thanks so much for just taking the time to read this! It means a whole heck of a lot to me. I'm so ecstatic each time I know that someone's just reading one of my stories; a humbling experience, really. So, thanks for everything and much, much more. You all rock!