Revenge
Mary's POV
You may see that glint in my eye. It's because I have an idea. It's called revenge. This time it's getting revenge on Francis by kissing Bash. Again. I know Bash still loves me, or at least has some bit of feelings for me left inside him. I've always liked him, he's far better than Francis anyways. I feel slightly bad about using Bash, but he said himself, he's my go-to guy. I needed him desperately right now.
"Bash! There you are, I've been looking for you!" I chirped.
"Hi Mary. What does your beautiful heart desire right now?"
"You." I said frankly. This was my favorite method. Straight to the point.
"I'd be happy to help," he grinned, and I couldn't help but join him. His smile was contagious, as was his cheekiness. It was cute, and a blush rose to my cheeks immediately. I don't think I will be just using Bash, I really like him.
He swept me off my feet as if I was a bride and carried me to his room. I leaned down and kissed him slowly. It was gentle, but not the Bash I knew. I kissed him again, it was amazing and soft but I knew Bash had more. I stopped trying and he kissed me harder. I grabbed his neck and kissed the edge of his ear. His hands crept under my dress and slid up my leg. This was a tad too far, and since we were both far too tired to continue we stopped. Simultaneously we sighed and laid together. Just smiling. I really wanted to finish what we started and he raised his eyebrows as if asking me.
"Oh Sebastian. I would absolutely LOVE to, but I don't want to hurt you since you are still healing your wounds."
"Alright then, I have a different idea in mind." He knelt down on one knee and said
"Mary, will you apply ointment to my chest?"
I burst out laughing because of his serious way of asking me such a simple thing.
"Yes Sebastian, I solemnly agree to apply your ointment." I answered in full role.
I massaged the ointment on his abs and I could tell he rode and was fit. I touched him carefully and gently and stroked his chest.
"Well I must get going now, but we should do this again" I said.
"Of course, milady"
"Please don't call me that,"
"Alright darling,"
"Or that!" I playfully slapped him.
"Ahhh!" Bash fell back and yelped in pain.
"Oh my god Bash! Did I hurt you? I'm so sorry! I only meant to play!
"Gotcha!" he screamed and tickled me.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me towards him.
"Mary Queen of Scots, I love you." He looked me in the eye and said to me.
"Sebastian, Most Handsome Man Ever and Best Rider, I love you," I replied and I meant it.