色悠悠影院

All Elle wanted to do was to make him feel better.

Her desire was one major factor that had pushed her to say those things that she knew were so provocative to him, especially now. But the other reason was also because she sincerely wanted to do something for him. Something that would make him pleased.

She could tell that he was still tense even after her request to ask him to release her. He was putting on a mask probably to make her feel more at ease and allow her to think that he was alright now. But she could feel it – that he was not quite alright. At all. It was honestly a little unbelievable how she felt so sure of what her guts was telling her about him right now. As if she had already learned the meaning behind even the slightest change of his aura and the different set of his shoulders or the changes of his breathing.

He was not fine. Totally not fine at all. And she could not bear to not do something, anything. So, when she saw that he was hard, she had thought that perhaps, if they made out, he could at least get distracted and then eventually have himself finally relax and forget what was bothering him so terribly, even just for a while. She knew that this method may not be the best choice, but she could not think of anything else. She had already tried offering and he had turned her innocent offer into something dirty.

She also remembered that Sebastian has always tried to do this to her to make her relax and to distract her. So, she had braved herself, forgetting all the consequences that the more logical part of her was whispering and decided to hand herself over into his hands tonight.

And apart from the fact that he was the reason she was able to experience and enjoy this happiest festival for bringing her to this place, Elle was also happy about the matter that he had shared with her. Now that he had allowed her to touch him, even though there was an exemption, she now got what she wanted. That she would be able to touch him now at least. Thus, making her finally allow to give herself to him again.

But then, contrary to the response she was expecting, Sebastian's situation seemed to only become more tense. And it had progressed to the point that he started sweating again in the attempt of trying so hard to hold himself back.

He was so hot. So feverishly hot. He was like this whenever he was touching her. So she knew that he desired and lusted for her right now. But he was fighting it so hard that she did not know what to do.

She wanted to listen to him to finally end his struggle. But for some reason, her gut was telling her not to. Something in her made her feel like she was going to regret it if she let go of him tonight.

So, she hugged him tight. She did not know what else to do but this.

And to her relief, what she did seemed to work. His body eventually loosened as she tightened her grip on him until his head fell on her shoulder.

He then slipped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him, as though he could not get enough of their closeness. She had ended up straddling him with her knees pressed down on the robe and him between her legs.

His arms around her waist only tightened further and they held each other like that for an immeasurable amount of time. Elle did not expect that there would be a day that she could stay wrapped up in Sebastian's embrace without moving on to more raunchy activities. And now that she was just being held in his arms, she could feel his warmth enveloping her, his strength carefully contained as he held her so carefully, as though he might break her if he exerted too much pressure. And it was a wonderfully warm and fluffy feeling that filled up her heart.

"You're really good at driving me crazy…" he muttered in a low voice into the crook of her neck as Elle hugged his head. "And it seemed like I've turned you a little crazy tonight too, huh Izabelle? Since you had decided to remain here and actually reach out for danger instead of scurrying away." He sounded like he was in disbelief and Elle thought that it was because of what she was doing – hugging him instead of pushing him away when he wanted her to.

She let out a soft, helpless chuckle. Somehow, she honestly thought that she had indeed gone a little crazy too as he had claimed. She could not quite decipher what had caused her to react this way today when every other time she would be doing the exact opposite.

"I think so, too… I even really thought that we were leaping and flying in the sky before we got here." She commented, shaking her head a little. "But I don't think it's your fault… maybe it's the alcohol's fault."

He did not respond to her comment. He simply stayed still, now breathing a little more steadily than before.

Then slowly, he loosened up and looked up at her. Something serious flashed across his eyes.

"What if I told you that what you had experienced was not some craziness induced by alcohol?" he asked. The way he asked her that and how he looked at her made Elle go very still. She somehow had the premonition that he was about to say something that was really important. So important that it might cause her whole world to shake.

She wanted to just laugh it off but she could not. All she could do was blink at him. "You're not… going to tell me you're… Spiderman or something are you?" she forced those words out and then she swallowed.

He eased her down and she was pressed tightly against him. He was still hard down there, but at that moment, Elle's attention was fully drawn to his eyes and whatever he would say next.

"Tell me, Izabelle… if I tell you that I'm not… human, right now, what will you do?"