色悠悠影院

It was at this moment when he wished time was still as before and that societal norms had not changed – that it was still during the old times where they were not restricted from killing their own kind easily. Despite knowing the rules and being in his position, Sebastian could barely stop himself from blowing his top and do something bloody in front of all these people.

If tonight was not Izabelle's birthday... if she was not staying right here, next to him... he was not sure what he would had done by now.

But because Elle was there, he somehow managed to keep himself in check, forcing himself to think rationally. Only for Izabelle's sake. But when Kana repeated those horrid words, he almost reached his limit. He knew he only gave that second and last chance because it was Kana. If it was another person, he was certain he would have killed them off right that instant.

The boiling rage within him was still not subsiding but thanks to Izabelle's help, throwing him off with her sweet voice, even using that endearment to call him again. Though his blood was still hot and boiling, he was able to get his focus back on her and they could finally leave before he ends up doing something he would regret. His hot-headed actions would have turned this special night for Izabelle into one that would be full of chaos.

Now here she was, kissing his neck so boldly and saying such shocking words again. F**k. He could not believe this was all it took for her to immediately send his blood boiling, but it was the kind with a completely different meaning compared to just minutes ago.

"Put me down." She whispered, her blue eyes shone with a decisive and intense light. There was absolutely no sign of the blushing and originally easily flustered wife of his.

Sebastian obeyed and carefully put her down. Excitement bloomed strongly within him once again. There was an anticipatory thrill he felt flooding his entire being when he thought about what this gorgeous woman of his would do next. In fact, he realized that he welcomed whatever it was that she wanted to do to and with him.

Facing him, she looked up. Her gaze never wavering even in the face of whatever it was that she was planning to do.

F**k, he did not know he would totally love that look in her eyes too. Since he started engaging in sex again, he had always consciously chosen submissive women. He had never allowed anyone to dominate him.

So, this feeling was so new and shocking even to himself. This woman of his... just never ceases in doing inexplicable things to him.

"I... I want to undress you. Can I?" she had firmly looked into his eyes and asked. Her voice was soft and not commanding at all, and yet... its effect on him at that very moment was just so intense for no apparent reason at all. Perhaps because of the way she had looked at him. Or perhaps because this was the very first time she was finally making a move on him of her own accord, without any orders or commands from him.

"Go on... baby..." he replied, willingly offering himself. A sexy gleam flashed across his eyes that never left her form even for a split second. His sharp eyes noted that though she was taking the lead and behaving as though she was confident, there was a light shading of pink on her high cheekbones, indicating that she must still at least be feeling a little shy.

Swallowing hard past that lump that had suddenly appeared in her throat, Elle reached out. Her heart was thundering up a storm in her ribcage, but outwardly, she moved without hesitation. There was only a very slight tremor as her hands reached out. But her movements did not stop.

When she discarded his tailcoat to the floor, she reached for his vest next, and then his neck tie.

By the time the necktie slipped past her fingers and landed forgotten on the floor, Elle's lashes had already lifted and her bright eyes held his gaze. Her eyes were silently, wordlessly asking him for permission once again. 'Can I continue?' 'Can I take everything off?'

Though wordless, Sebastian felt as though he heard her questions loud and clear. And he nodded. There was no doubt in his eyes at all.

So, Elle lifted her hands back to his collar, and she began to unbutton his shirt. Starting from the highest one just below the dip between his sexy collarbones. Her heartbeats were increasing at a rapid pace with every single button that she undid.

She made sure that her fingertips never touched his skin even by accident. She did not want to risk any possible move that would ruin this precious moment between them.

With delicate ardency, Elle finally reached the last button. She looked up again and their gazes held. Scorching heat rushed through her that had her swallowing once again.

The grey fire in his eyes was enough to seduce her to bits. But she must not let that happen yet. Not tonight. Because tonight was her turn. Tonight was for her.

​ She popped the last button while holding his gaze. And then slowly, the slick shirt that was covering his drool worthy and perfect body slipped off his shoulders.

Once the shirt fell on the floor, Sebastian smiled. His elusive dimple combined with the hungry look in his eyes was... Oh dear lord... help her... she must stand her ground.

"What are you thinking of right now, hmm? Baby girl?" he whispered hoarsely, breaking the almost unbearable and sensually heavy atmosphere. His hand lifting to brush a strand of her hair and tucking it behind her ear.

"I'm... not done yet." Was her reply. And then her gaze travelled downward, worshipping his ripped torso along the way, until her eyes stopped on his belt.