Before Elle could even process what Sebastian had just said, he suddenly pinned her to the ground.
When he saw her smile fading and the twinkle in her eyes growing kind of dull, a near-violent emotion shook him hard. And he pinned her down, holding her damned tight as if to jail her under his body and never wanting to allow any possibilities of escaping from him. Ever.
He hovered over her, her body jailed between his legs and her wrists pinned beside her ears.
"S-sebastian?" She stammered out his name as she winced in pain from his rough handling of her person. Her stammered call of his name caused him to snap out of his own distractedness, belatedly realizing how tight he was holding onto her hands.
Then he saw his reflection in her widened eyes. His own eyes were no longer grey anymore, but blood red. F**k, f**K, f**k!!!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!