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Chapter 20: The Tutor, Imprisoned Souls

Selina 'Michaelis' had breakfast on her own that day, after explaining that her husband had gone to town, in order to contact their young master and execute any orders and telegrams he would request of him.

"Oh, poor thing! You came here for a honeymoon and your master still gets in the way, stealing your handsome husband from you." Some ladies expressed their disapproval.

"Oh, I do not mind. Our master is so young that needs our help and guidance at all times, and we too care for him so much that I know we would be uneasy if we had no news of him for a week." She explained with a wide smile.

After breakfast, she wandered a little and soon saw that Bates was not around; when she asked a maid about it was informed that he too ran to town to complete some obligations concerning the resort and its guests, he would be gone for the biggest part of the day. That was exactly what Selina needed to hear and soon enough she approached Mrs. Ackerman to spend some time together. They talked about many things and gossiped a little, until Selina directed the discussion towards the mysterious disappearances. As soon as she mentioned, Mrs. Ackerman's face turned to an ashen colour and the old, white brows furrowed… she felt a little sorry for the old woman but had no intention to be soft today.

"Really, Mrs. Ackerman, you have been staying here for a very long time, right? You most definitely must have met some of the disappeared couples. What were they like?" Selina made her voice sounding naive and curious.

A few seconds passed and Mrs. Ackerman seemed to feel uncomfortable. "Yes, I met four of them, but I really cannot recall them clearly. I am an old woman, you see." She said trying one more time to avoid the subject.

"Oh, come on, Mrs. Ackerman. You are a very bright and perceptive woman. I simply cannot accept you have forgotten everything. Please, indulge me; I will accept any gossip for them. Let us say… were they beautiful people?" She asked happily, showing no intention of letting Mrs. Ackerman off the hook.

A bitter, nostalgic smile appeared on the withered lips as the woman nodded. "Oh yes, they were all very beautiful, whether they were young or not so young, but… they had the beauty of love, of true love. They were like you and your dear Sebastian. With one look at each other's eyes everything had been said between them. They were soul mates, and nothing could pry them apart. I remember sweet Rose's giggles when her Jonathan embraced her and placed a feathery kiss on her delicate nose, when he thought no one saw… now she does not giggle, she only stares at nothing… waiting." She fell silent and Selina saw that all the while she was talking, her fingers kept drawing a curious circular pattern on the inside of her left forearm as her gaze was glued to one of the old ladies, one that indeed was staring at nothing like she was waiting for something or someone.

"What about the others?" She whispered.

"Annabel and William, so dazzling! In every step it was visible they were of the highest society but that never stopped them from being passionate for each other. William really enjoyed running his fingers on Annabel's arm and he relished on feeling her shudder at his touch... Margaret and Fred were younger than you and Sebastian. They wanted to buy a farm and get away from the big city. They were fully aware how difficult that could be, but were certain it would get easier since they would be together. They were embracing each other with so much love… And last but not least… not least at all… Jane and Robert… their fourteen years of difference did not bother them at all, because they had managed to meet halfway. Robert seemed to go through his second youth and Jane had become a graceful, beautiful mature woman. They were expressing their love very discreetly, but their eyes reflected the fire of passion you can find only in young people who are truly, madly in love."

Selina was looking at the old woman, who seemed to be in a state of trance. All hesitation had disappeared, and she was talking freely, continuing drawing the strange mark on her hand and darting her gaze to a different old lady every time she talked about a new couple.

"Do you know how or when did they disappear?" Selina asked softly.

Suddenly heavy tears started escaping the wrinkled eyes as Mrs. Ackerman turned and looked at Selina with dread and grabbed her hands. "It was that cove, that cursed cove he told them to visit… they never came back! You must never go there, never! Take your husband and leave this place, as soon as you can. She will get jealous of your love and will come for you! She can be so powerful, and he cannot resist. I do not want you to become like Rosie or Margaret or the others… always waiting, never wanting to accept the end, screaming at nights, in the woods!"

Selina had kneeled beside her and was trying to calm the crying woman by soothingly rubbing her bent back, never letting her hand. In a moment, a worried maid approached and asked what happened. Selina said they were just telling tales of the past years and Mrs. Ackerman got emotional by her memories. The maid seemed surprised, something like that had never happened to the ever cheerful Mrs. Ackerman, but said nothing; she just took the old woman to her room to rest and calm down.

After a while, Selina took a magazine and resumed her seat. When she was certain everyone had gone back to their own business and seemed to have forgotten the mild incident that just happened, she slowly got up and approached the old woman constantly looking at the empty space before her. She kneeled beside her and looked at the woman; she had again that feeling of staring at the eyes of a young woman rather than of an old one. Selina could not remember the woman's name she had heard the previous day, therefore she took a chance.

"Mrs. Rosie?" She asked softly and the woman responded immediately by turning to her with a smile.

"Oh, hello dear! How are you? Why are you alone? Where is your wonderful husband?" The old woman bombarded her with questions.

"He went to town for some business; I guess he will be back in the evening."

"I will pray for that. He is so sweet; I look at him and remember of my Jonathan."

Selina's eyebrows flew up at the name but remained calm. "Did your Jonathan look like Sebastian? Was he tall, dark?"

Mrs. Rosie shook her head and lightly giggled. "No, no dear. Jonathan is blonde, fair skinned with grass green eyes. But they both have a fire of desire in their eyes. When he looks at you that way, you cannot deny you are melting for his touch, right?"

Selina had a furious blush on her cheeks when she turned to the woman. She softly grabbed her hands and tried to hide her face in the kind lap of the elderly woman. "Oh, Mrs. Rosie, you have no idea what he does to me sometimes, I get so embarrassed, but I cannot resist him, I do not want to resist him." Her voice was similar to that of a teenage bashful girl.

Mrs. Rosie giggled knowingly and hugged Selina's head with her wrinkled but so gentle hands, making the young woman look at her. "Then do not resist. Enjoy it, enjoy him, enjoy life and love. That is the most important." She said.

Selina was holding Mrs. Rosie's palms on her cheeks and let her fingers slide to the woman's left forearm, slightly pushing back the light, loose, summer sleeve of her jacket. She cast her eyes downwards bashfully in order to take a better look at the mark that was immediately revealed.

To her surprise the pattern Mrs. Ackerman was drawing previously on her own forearm was a seal. A black, chainlike circular design with criss-crossing lines enclosing the image of a small, light blue sparrow, making it look like it was imprisoned behind the chains that were shaped like a pentacle and its wings bound by them.

Selina had to muster all her strength not to allow herself start shaking and maintain her cheerful façade. She looked up at the old woman and smiled. She remained by her side for a little longer and when the old lady started getting sleepy, Selina said goodbye to her and left her to rest for a while.

For the rest of the day, she managed to approach each of the other three old ladies Mrs. Ackerman had stared at while talking about the disappearances. Whether it was to help them go to the dining room, or go out for a walk, she got close and talked to them. They all responded to the names of the disappeared wives and their husbands had the names of the murdered ones. All the husbands had different physical appearance between them and totally different from Sebastian, but they all seemed to share the same flame of passion for their wives. Finally, the most disturbing part was that all three old ladies had the same seal on the inside of their left forearm.

When Selina got back in the suite, at some point in the afternoon, she grabbed the same leather bound tome as earlier and flipped through its pages to get to the part with every known seal, demonic or not, contract or not, and when finally found what she was looking for, paused for a while reading the information bellow the image. After a few seconds she released the breath had not realized she was holding, and her hands started shaking a little.

"Oh no! You're shitting me!" She exclaimed with a trembling voice.

{~}

When Sebastian returned to the resort – late in the evening – felt really frustrated; it took him all day to discover what he could have found in an hour, if his assumption had not been proven wrong. Right from the start he believed the first stage of the disappearances – either the abduction or even the murder – would have taken place in the honeymoon suite and that would have helped him greatly, since he would easily follow the smell of some drug, of blood or even the stench of fear the victims would have felt. But as soon as he stepped in the room, he was sure that was not the case and the human responsible was smarter than he thought. However, the bad thing was that the human was indeed quite smart, since he had been careful not to stain in any way the resort and the surrounding area, as Sebastian found out this morning, with any smell or anything leading to the murders committed by someone within the resort.

After failing to locate any kind of trace in a respectable range from the resort, Sebastian was forced to follow Bates all day, hoping he would lead him at some place relevant to the murders… And he did… after running in town all day to complete all kinds of business obligations and stuff. It was clearly Sebastian's natural persistence and patience that helped him not to give up after five hours of tailing the human; but in the end he was rewarded.

It was in the afternoon that Bates moved out of the centre of the small town but did not go towards the resort. His destination was the other side of St. Ives, close to Porthdwidden cove, and visited a small, isolated wooden cabin, which emanated the smell of blood, death, fear and desperation, as soon as Sebastian got close enough for his heightened sense of smell to catch the stench. Bates stayed in the cabin for more than an hour and the only thing coming out of the cabin was the sound of metal on whetstone as he seemed to sharpen something. Sebastian preferred to scan the area following the distinctive odours, and he soon discovered a buried pit as the source of the decomposition 'aroma', not far from the wooden cabin. As soon as Bates left, Sebastian was free to unearth the pit and discover seven female bodies in different stages of decomposition, the most recent one was a month old.

"Oh well, our peaceful but naughty host is our murderer… as expected." Sebastian sighed ready to cover the bodies again, but at that point something caught his eye.

The skin of the latest victim was greatly damaged, more than it should be due to natural decomposition, and actually it seemed like pieces of it had been removed before death, but Sebastian could still detect a small sign on the inside of the left forearm. He leaned closer and the only thing he could discern was the shape of a blue sparrow with something dark binding its wings and a red shape behind it. Sebastian furrowed his brows rubbing his chin thoughtfully. He covered the bodies and then headed towards the cabin but did not enter; he was sensing a vile aura of pain and desperation along with magic, similar to but yet so different from Selina's. He only peeked from the dusty for years windows and saw all kinds of tools; an extended collection of knives, saws and pincers able to cut any kind of meat, bone and skin into tiny pieces.

"That explains the missing skin." He finally said to himself while looking at the cleaned and sharpened, but obviously many times coated in blood tools. Sebastian chose not to disturb anything in the very meticulous tidied up cabin, in case the man returned at some point and noticed some difference, and soon took the way back.

Now, he was approaching the resort - his energy at the highest peak, his hunger not bothering him at all - and could not help but feel excitement and longing as soon as he detected Selina's aura. He found her in the resort's small garden along with the maids, who were deep in gossip before they withdraw for the night. It seemed that almost everyone else had done so and the only guest staying out so late was Selina. As Sebastian came closer, he saw and sensed her to be tense, nervous, angry and even a little afraid, something he had not smelled on her again and, surprisingly enough, did not like it either; it just did not suit her.

Before he knew it, he had walked to the patch of grass where the woman was seated pretending to be calm, and surrounded by the resort's cats. As soon as she saw him her face brightened, a smile bloomed on her lips… and a furious, cold fire was ignited in her eyes. She removed the black cat melting in her arms due to her softly, stroking fingers and immediately stood up, right in front of Sebastian, rushing into his open arms.

"Welcome back, dear!" She almost squealed. "How was your day? How is our master?" She asked meaningfully.

Sebastian embraced her and sighed. "My day… terrible. Our master… perfectly, I suppose."

"I want you to tell me everything, but… let us go to our room for you to get some rest. Do you need anything to eat?" She asked clearly for the sake of the maids, who had suddenly fallen silent and were observing the beautiful couple, the handsome man mostly. Sebastian shook his head and Selina smiling placed a light peck on his lips.

Pulling back, she was surprised to find Sebastian following her movement and leaning closer; his lips searching hers. Before she could utter a word, he had found and captured them in a deep kiss. He was kissing her like he was thirsty, and her mouth was a spring of fresh, cold water.

"Sebastian darling, please let us go to our room!" Selina said after she was allowed to take a breath.

Sebastian only nodded, loosened his hold a bit and apologized to the meowing cats, watching them curiously, "for not being able to stay with them as his beautiful Selina beckoned him to follow her". He bowed to the felines making the gossiping maids giggle and as soon as he and Selina left, they both could hear the women almost swooning on how hot he was. Selina seemed not bothered by that and grabbing his hand pulled him all the way to their honeymoon suite.

{~}

As soon as they entered the room and Sebastian closed the door, he sensed a pulse similar to the one surrounding the manor ever since Selina placed her protective spells. The woman had let go of his hand and was now pacing in the room, fingers messing with loose hair. Sebastian looked around and glanced at her questioningly.

"Did you surround the room with protective spells?" He asked her as he was removing his light, summer coat.

Selina nodded and when she spoke anxiety was evident in her voice. "Yes, and I placed the illusion I told you about on the holes… Bates cannot see us, hear us or get close to us in any way while we are in here."

"Why the sudden need for so much protection?" His gloves and jacket were removed as he was talking, and his vest followed.

"Four out of seven victims are still lingering here!" She announced.

Sebastian shook his head with furrowed brows really confused. "It cannot be… I found all seven bodies." It was Selina's turn to look at him confused and so he proceeded narrating his day and what he discovered. It resulted on intensifying her nervousness and fear.

"Then he is stronger than I thought." She informed Sebastian of her own discoveries.

When finished, she retrieved the leather-bound book from the night-stand, stood close to Sebastian and flipped through it quickly to find the page she needed. Sebastian's quick eyes took a glimpse of the various seals presented on each page and his interest was piqued when he located his own among many others. Anyway, he focused on the seal Selina pointed at him a couple of pages further down. It was a chainlike circular seal with some criss-crossing lines shaping a pentacle and in the centre the same blue sparrow he saw on the victims.

"This is the seal the old ladies have tattooed on them… The sparrow is the symbol for soul in witchcrafting, so in short this seal means Bates has imprisoned the souls of the four women… At first I thought he imprisoned them in their own bodies and then did a spell making them grow old in a matter of days, even hours, but the seal you saw…" Now she pointed to the next one. It was almost the same with only difference the red shape Sebastian saw behind the sparrow, the outline of a human body. "This seal means he extracts the soul from the original body and then bounds it to another one, already in the state he wants… an elderly body he can control." She finished and they both remained silent allowing the meaning of her words sink into them.

"That explains the magic I sensed around the cabin, similar to yours but different too. He is a male witch… I did not know someone else, other than demons, could forcibly extract souls from bodies." He said thoughtfully and then saw through the corner of his eye Selina shaking her head; he turned to her.

"Normally, only demons can, with the exception of one natural born witch..." She pointed to herself reminding him of what her main power could do. "...but just for a few moments and with sole purpose of destroying the soul. There are also spells with low success rates but non-natural witches tend to use them..." Sebastian looked genuinely curious as to what use a human soul could have for a human since they do not consume them. "Manipulation, obviously. Either way, non-natural witches are used in stealing. Why do you think we natural born ones are so rare?" Selina said when saw Sebastian's eyes opening wide with surprise. "For centuries, natural born witches have been tricked again and again by common humans to teach them the craft, and when they acquire enough power, murder their tutors and steal the magic from the natural born witch." She finished with obvious irony in her voice.

"In that case, natural born ones are utter fools... knowing it but still falling for this trick." Sebastian arched an eyebrow with disregard.

Selina sighed. "Well… being an abnormal human among everyone else who is normal, can be very lonely." Obviously, she had some experience with that feeling. "But murders of natural born ones did not stop, even when we decided to be more cautious around humans, because those who are determined to acquire that much power, for no good reason obviously… end up imprisoning witches, forcing them to teach them and then… brutally murdering them and taking the person's magic for their own. I believe you know that our magic and its nature are tightly interconnected to our soul…" She fell silent as soon as she said that and hugged the book tighter.

"Oh, I understand now." Sebastian said with a sudden playful and slightly mocking tone in his voice and a smug smirk on his lips as he started getting closer to the retreating Selina, while loosening his tie. "That is the reason for all this fortification and for you waiting for me outside. My brave and strong witch is afraid of a puny human, afraid he could imprison her, rob her of her magic, her soul and in the process kill her… As if I would have allowed that."

He was standing almost glued to her. One hand on the back of her head, his thump drawing circles on the soft skin beneath her ear; his other hand pulling the book out of her hands, throwing it back on the nightstand and then beginning unbuttoning his shirt while his vibrant red eyes, behind long lashes, were practically undressing Selina.

"I am not afraid for my life, I couldn't care less… but I most certainly would not like him to get his dirty, sick hands on a power that would make him even more powerful and dangerous, ruining natural balance... and I cannot rely on the probability that he might not know what we really are. When he came back and was informed about me talking to Mrs. Ackerman, he looked at me in the most unfriendly way… Excuse me, but why are you taking your clothes off?" She asked suddenly watching Sebastian pulling his shirt out of his trousers revealing his body in a most slow and alluring way, making Selina's struggle to remain unaffected very… very difficult.

Sebastian chuckled, his hot breath landing on her flushed face. "Well, you have nothing to fear. I would never allow for someone to break my master's pawn… especially when I myself find that pawn so… delicious, irresistible." He said in a low, husky voice and with a light pull at the back of her head he crashed her parted lips to his hungry ones, while circling her waist, pulling her hips against his answering her question.

The searing heat of his mouth invaded Selina's and then spread all over her body like liquid fire. Every molecule in her desired to instantly give in and be consumed by Sebastian's fire, but her mind rebelled, greatly determined, and forced her to push him away even a little, despite the hungry groan the demon left once he felt her fingers on his bare chest; with great difficulty she chose to ignore it and pushed him away with all her might. His pointy teeth scraped her lips as she pulled back making them bleed a little.

"What are you doing?" She asked slightly breathless, looking at Sebastian obviously angry.

"Well… our day is done, the case is almost solved, and you already took protective measures leaving me with nothing special to do, so… I thought we should resume our games from last night." He said seductively and Selina could feel his chest rising and falling in a slight pant as she was trying to keep him away.

Her eyes turned to blue fires hearing this and with one last push she sent Sebastian to take a step backwards while looking at her surprised and confused.

"Our games? Why don't you say your games, the ones you played on me only to exhaust me and fall asleep so that you could slip out and do the job on your own, without 'dragging along some weak, disgusting human', as I am in your eyes?" She actually yelled at him while wiping the blood from her lip; she felt so furious.

Some seconds went by and Sebastian kept watching her motionless and emotionless. That proved Selina right, in her mind, and made her even angrier, to the point she felt really hot, she was certain her face was all red. Turning her gaze away from Sebastian, took off her jacket, hurled it on a chair and got behind the dressing screen. As she was forcing her boots off, started hearing a low laugh getting louder second by second. She peaked behind the screen and saw Sebastian still standing at the same spot with his shirt wide open, laughing hard.

"My, my! My Selina… what did you expect? That we would cuddle like lovers? Oh, please!" He kept laughing as he spoke, until he heard a derisive sound from Selina.

When he opened his eyes, he saw her standing with hands on hips and a disgusted expression on her face… although he could swear it was just a mask. "Don't be ridiculous… I would never expect something like that from a demon. But what I would expect and like was to finally treat me as your partner, your equal colleague in this case; that is why we were sent here, after all." Now she looked very calm.

Sebastian was not fooled by that; he could sense she was utterly furious with him, but her pride would never allow her to show it. He could not contain himself and started laughing again while running a hand through his hair. "Equal colleagues… with a human. A demon and a human."

He seemed to really have fun as he kept laughing for a little while, pushing Selina to her limits, her anger flaring up. She closed her hands into tight fists, unconsciously bit her lip making it bleed again and all of a sudden, dashed towards him ready to land her fists on the laughing demon's chest. However, Sebastian grasped both as they were inches away from him, circled her wrists with his long fingers and not laughing any more stared at her as the woman was being consumed by the passionate fires of her wrath. What a marvellous sight indeed.

"You bastard! And to think I was determined to gain your trust, even for a while; I wanted to be as friendly as possible, because I know how demons are and strangely enough, I was really enjoying working with you. To think I actually felt bad when I told you not to prostitute yourself to me and then apologized, I really did and meant it. I really thought we had made a progress, but no. You really are a man-whore! Fucking women for every ridiculous reason you can think of, fucking 'disgusting' human women! Then why don't you do us a favor and visit the old ladies, either way they are smitten with you-"

Her rant stopped suddenly, when she felt Sebastian forcefully pushing her hands to her sides and then turning them to her back, pulling her flushed on his body. She immediately stopped kicking Sebastian's shins and stared at his dark face and blood-red, flashing eyes staring her back with a predatory, hungry, vicious look that made her feel like he would actually devour her right there on the spot. She was panting almost breathless.

"Man-whore? I have not been called that again… interesting." An alluring crooked smile appeared on his arrogant face. "It bothers you, right? It really bothers you so much that you finally show your true colours, that of possessiveness and jealousy."

"What? Jealousy? Why would I be jealous?" She asked angrily while trying to release her hands from his steel grip.

Sebastian's signal smirk returned to his lips and eyes as he took hold of both her wrists with one hand while the other glided upwards burying his fingers in her gold curls and slowly lowered his head closer.

"Because you cannot stand the thought of me lying with other women in general and especially, when having an ulterior motive… like in the case of Beast. You have no reason to hate her, but you do only because of that night. Also, you hate the idea of being used by me in the same way she was; deep inside, you hope I am honest with you, that my desire is real. I wonder… when did it start? After you met me in flesh and blood or even before that, when I was just a name?" His smile widened with confidence.

"You are so full of yourself, thinking all women melt at your feet just because you are wearing a handsome meat suit. I was never a jealous woman over men, why would I be over a demon? Just because we had one night? One night where you just admitted that you used me, and for which I have every right to be angry, since no woman likes to be used by any bastard like you! Why would I ever be jealous of you?" She asked, once again struggling to break free.

Sebastian shrugged his shoulders, as he cupped her cheek making her look at him. "Maybe because you just cannot resist darkness and you find mine the most alluring, exciting you… arousing you… and you want it all for yourself." His lips were almost touching hers, their hot breaths mingled.

"I am not… a creature of darkness… normally, I would kill you the moment your contract would come to completion… maybe I will." Her voice was so low, trembling.

"Going against your orders?"

"Then I'll kill you afterwards."

He chuckled again. "No, you will not, because you really enjoy our games. You really enjoy what I do to your body, either as a handsome meat suit or as… me."

With that he darted his tongue and captured some drops of blood lingering on her lower lip and then followed the thin trail down her chin. Selina gasped once she felt the first fleeting touch and then her breathing became heavy again, only this time it was from excitement and not exertion, making Sebastian's grin wider.

"I like this panting; it sounds better and I shall make it even better." He said in a very heavy, throaty voice before he sought her lips once again.

His tongue snaked inside her mouth, finding hers and starting the familiar and so sensual battle that every time made Selina forget everything else and focus on the male demon, imprisoning her in his strong arms. Soon a soft moan escaped her lips and she immediately felt the results of this little sound on the demon's body. Sebastian's hand slipped from her wrists releasing them and glided further down, grabbing Selina's bottom with his lithe black nailed fingers, and pulling her hips to his own grinding them together. Selina felt Sebastian's erection rubbing her lower belly and her knees got weaker; she fisted his shirt in an effort to keep herself straight up. Her mind was almost lost in Sebastian's lusty fog, but she managed to wonder how it was ever possible for him to feign such a level of erection and lust two nights in a row. She really could not understand it.

Her hands moved on their own accord and soon were stroking the alabaster skin of his collarbone and throat making him leave sudden, deep moans making Selina's ability of standing more difficult. Sebastian seemed to realize that and after deepening his so long kiss for a while, released her mouth without putting any significant distance between their lips and flushed red faces, and with one arm under her rear he lifted her up; after two strides they were lying on the bed continuing from where they left.

"S-Sebastian… honestly… why are you doing this to me? Yes, you are a sadist, like all demons, but… I am your ally-" She could not continue since his hand had already unbuttoned her shirt and his impressed, hungry eyes were looking with great interest the black laced bra hugging and supporting her beautiful bust, leaving her flat stomach bare, since she had skipped the corset.

"Why, you ask? Well… for exactly the same reasons as last night. And because I never expected for a dog's name to sound so… erotic, coming out of certain lips." He said quite breathless himself.

He kept tracing her lips with his thumb and then focused on her wrist and forearm, as he started tracing with his tongue every line of her punishment contract seals, of the protective spell and the blue flames adorning the smooth skin. For some reason, he wanted to do so as soon as he saw her with hands on hips wearing only the skirt and a short sleeved summer shirt, realizing that the previous night he had neglected her strong yet so feminine, beautiful hands and feeling he had to make up. Now he was hard at work as his left hand was feeling the lace of her bra.

It took a while and quite an effort for Selina to respond. "If… if you think you will go out on your own again… you're so wrong. I… won't get fooled… again. I won't let you… use me." She actually moaned her last words as Sebastian had completed his ministrations on both her hands, which now had dropped trembling on the mattress, and was trying to find how to release her breasts from the strange future undergarment, while his mouth kept kissing and nibbling her neck.

"That is… clearly your own… assumption. I never said that… I wanted to use you and fool you to go out on my own or get rid of you… by exhausting you with making love all night. It just happened and yes, I took advantage of it."

"You admitted it!" Selina said in an effort to resist the desire burning her insides.

Sebastian lifted his head enough to catch her gaze. "I admitted nothing; I just gave voice to your thoughts. Was I wrong?" Selina was looking at him unable to deny the truth of his words; she bit her lip and shook her head, something that made the demon smirk once again. "See? I never lie and I admit I just took advantage of how the situation evolved. Besides…"

He paused as he finally figured how to unclasp and remove the bra, along with the shirt. For a moment he stayed silent admiring the view of the almost naked Selina lying beneath him; in a flash he removed his shirt and then leaned close to her ear without leaving her eyes.

"I knew that even if we got separated for a while, you would surely keep investigating on your side. I trusted your abilities. That is what partners do, do they not? So… I am doing this right now clearly because I want to." He winked at her smirking and then placed a light bite on her earlobe as his fingers started stroking her breasts and that was enough to make her arch into him.

"But… I'm disgusting…" She whimpered.

Sebastian looked at her surprised as she was turning her face away from him, not wanting him to see any further confirmation of his words mirrored in her eyes; not wanting him to see that she indeed hoped his desire for her was honest, that she was not a disgusting human in his eyes… Surprisingly, Selina found the prospect of Sebastian finally admitting it caused quite a sharp pain in her chest. Why was that, since she certainly was not in love with the demon and her desire was only carnal?

Sebastian's hands retreated from her body as he silently hovered above her. Selina was trying to prepare herself for the ugly truth, keeping her eyes determinately away from his and brought her arms to cover her breasts, suddenly totally self-conscious of her exposed body. Sebastian finally took a breath before he spoke.

"You constantly accuse me of lying but between us you are the liar, my dear. It was you who seemed not caring for my non existing sexual desire towards humans; you looked even relieved, when I said so. But in reality, you care… a lot, only that your pride will not allow you to admit it, to give yourself to that feeling." He slowly and gently took hold of her chin and turned her head to face him. "It is true, I usually find humans revolting or indifferent when they are engaged in sexual intercourse, I certainly do not receive any pleasure from them, but…" He paused watching Selina's round glistening eyes gazing at him as his hand slipped under her skirt, again at the place between her legs. "Would I ever touch you here like this with ungloved hands or would I seek the repetition of last night? For some reason, I do not find you the least disgusting and somehow, you managed to awaken a new hunger in me, one I did not know I could have and only you can satiate."

Selina's eyes opened wide not believing her ears, while her mind struggled not to entirely surrender to his so convincing touch. Was Sebastian saying he actually did feel lust for her? Was that even possible? She would easily dismiss the idea if it was not for his eyes looking at her behind long, black lashes and with such a great hunger, making everything inside her quiver from desire, a so strong desire she too had not felt before. Sebastian's other hand took hers from her breasts and placed the palm on his chest; then he started guiding it all over his body allowing her fingers to explore every line and contour of his muscles, while his breath was coming out in gasps.

"You want me… and I want you. Why make it more complicated?" He asked with a hoarse, trembling voice.

Selina let a cry she could not hold inside any longer, since all this time his fingers never ceased to softly caress her in very intimate parts. "Don't… tease me… any more!" She managed to breath.

Sebastian's eyes flashed red and a victorious smirk appeared on his lips. "With pleasure!" He said and in a second had removed the rest of their clothes revealing he was absolutely ready to claim the woman's body as well as she was ready to accept him.

And they did claim and accept… many times that night. This time their lovemaking was different. Sebastian was rougher and took her much harder but slower, making Selina writhe on the bed, trying to reach the very much needed release the sadistic demon kept away from her, as he was thrusting himself inside her again and again, rubbing her in all the right places with every twist and turn of his hips.

Of course, Selina did not remain idle at all. Her hands never stopped touching, caressing, raking the alabaster skin and the tight muscles underneath it; she really enjoyed how that made Sebastian release some very erotic deep groans and shaky moans that she refused to believe they could be feigned, even by the best actor. Her kisses and bites on his smooth skin made the powerful demon melt in the human's arms and respond by intensifying his game of sensually tormenting and driving her crazy.

When it was obvious that none of them could hold for much longer, Sebastian asked Selina to not close her eyes at the moment of ecstasy, but keep them trained on his own. She did, even though it was hard not to totally give in to the indescribable pleasure she felt as Sebastian's movements were getting faster and faster, pushing both to their limits. Their cries were hoarse now, their panting heavy and hot, their bodies burning and slick with sweat, the muscles and bones of their loins melting as they simultaneously reached their climax, feeling something exploding inside them, as they kept moving in perfect symphony riding out every wave of pleasure and ecstasy.

Finally, Sebastian allowed himself to collapse on top of the woman, still sheathed inside her, but trying not to crash her with his weight, while his strong, gentle fingers were hugging her head, caressing the silky gold curls and drawing circles on the smooth, flushed skin of her cheeks. Selina, trembling, circled his waist and back, hugging him, thus stating she did not want him to move yet; she did not want to part from his hot body and her legs remaining wrapped around him made it quite clear. They stayed like that for a while, trying to return their gasping breaths back to normal while getting lost in each other's eyes.

Sebastian kept staring at Selina so intently that right when she managed to steady her breathing and heartbeat, a hot blushing reappeared on her cheeks. The woman seemed at a loss and the man enjoyed it too much, as it was obvious she could not take her eyes away from his flaming orbs.

"Se-Sebastian, please... give me a break! You stare at me and it feels like your eyes are trying to pull me in, viciously throw me into the fire and I... I don't care whether I'll get burned or not… but I can absolutely get burned, thank you very much." She said almost panting watching his eyes and lips smiling more at her words.

"Hmm... maybe it is payback for what your eyes do to me, magnetising me like that." Selina's eyes opened wide in surprise to the demon's greater pleasure. "They are so deep and blue and when you open them, like now... they resemble the ocean and call to me, want to sweep me away, and I... I do not care whether I will come back alive or not… not that I could drown, either way." He smirked wider. "But the most amazing part is this feeling getting stronger when you are about to climax, that is why I want to look at your eyes while I give you ultimate pleasure."

Selina's speechless surprise and so intense blushing excited the demon once again and slowly, gently started moving inside the increasingly hotter core of her body. Soon they were back in taking each other; moaning, panting and still staring at each other's eyes.

"What kind of spell have you woven on me, my little witch?" Sebastian teased, while gradually increasing the rhythm of his thrusts. "I cannot believe I actually said what I did just moments ago... Normally, I never would and even more, actually mean it! You are so perfectly unique, my Selina!" He said and ravaged her lips in a deep kiss that the woman returned with pleasure and fervour as they got once again lost in their burning passion.

*me glaring at Sebastian* You can be a real jerk, huh? Laughing at Selina... As expected from a demon, right?

Do you, people, know how Yana Toboso has said that Sebastian considers his gloves as his underwear, in a way, and that is why he is (usually) very persistant on not removing them? And when he does it's in a very... very alluring way! Anyway, I love this idea and I wanted to somehow include it in the story. Therefore, it is indeed very important that he touches Selina with ungloved hands during their lovemaking. We'll return to that in the future. ;)

Also, pleasepleaseplease, I would love to hear your feedback on the new lore about witches I introduced! I enjoy worldbuilding a lot when writing a story, so it is very important for me to know if what I write makes any sense and whether you find it good or not! Thanks again, everyone!

Till next time! Bye!