Chapter 3: The Seduction of Rebekah
The moon hung low in the New Orleans sky, casting a silvery glow over the French Quarter. The air was thick with the scent of jasmine and the distant sound of jazz music echoed through the narrow streets. Sebastian leaned against the wrought-iron railing of a balcony, taking in the vibrant nightlife below. His dark hair tousled in the gentle breeze, and a sly smile played on his lips as he thought of his next conquest.
He had observed the Mikaelson family long enough to recognize that Rebekah was the most vulnerable of the three siblings. She wore her heart on her sleeve, and her desire for freedom and love was palpable. He was determined to use this to his advantage, to weave his spell around her and draw her into his world.
Sebastian made his way to the Mikaelson compound, the grandeur of the old house contrasting sharply with the chaos of the city. As he entered, he found Rebekah in the dimly lit living room, a glass of wine in her hand, staring wistfully at the flickering fire. Her golden hair framed her face, and her eyes sparkled with a mixture of hope and sadness.
"Rebekah," he said softly, stepping into the room. She turned to him, her expression brightening at the sight of him.
"Sebastian," she replied, her voice warm and inviting. "I didn't expect to see you here tonight."
"I can't stay away," he said, closing the distance between them. "There's something about this place, and about you, that draws me in."
Her cheeks flushed at his compliment, and he could see her defenses beginning to lower. He moved closer, his gaze intent on hers, letting the air between them crackle with unspoken tension.
"Do you really mean that?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Of course I do," he replied, leaning in slightly. "You deserve to be seen for who you truly are, Rebekah. Not just as a Mikaelson, but as a powerful, beautiful woman."
As he spoke, he reached out, brushing a stray hair behind her ear, letting his fingers linger on her skin longer than necessary. The warmth of her breath mingled with his, creating an intoxicating atmosphere that enveloped them both.
"Tell me about your dreams," he urged, wanting to delve deeper into her heart, to discover her desires. "What do you truly want?"
She hesitated, searching his eyes for sincerity. "I want to be free from this family's expectations. I want to experience life, love, and adventure."
Sebastian felt a surge of excitement; her vulnerability was his playground. "Then let's explore that together," he suggested, his voice low and smooth. "Let me show you what true adventure feels like."
With those words, he leaned in, capturing her lips with his. The kiss was electric, igniting a fire between them that had been simmering since their first encounter. She melted against him, her hands finding their way to his hair, pulling him closer as their kiss deepened.
Sebastian savored the taste of her, the sweet blend of wine and warmth that enveloped him. He stepped forward, guiding her backward until she was pressed against the wall, his body enveloping hers as he poured every ounce of desire into their kiss. His hands traveled down her sides, feeling the curve of her waist, the softness of her skin.
"Sebastian," she murmured between kisses, her breath quickening. "What are we doing?"
"Exploring," he whispered, his lips trailing down to her neck, planting soft kisses along her collarbone. "Let go of your inhibitions, Rebekah. I promise you'll feel alive."
With his words, he coaxed her deeper into the embrace, his hands roaming freely. He felt her pulse quicken beneath his fingertips, the way she leaned into him, hungry for more. He drew back slightly, looking into her eyes, which shimmered with a mix of uncertainty and longing.
"I don't want to hurt you," she said, a hint of doubt creeping into her voice.
"You won't," he reassured her, brushing his thumb over her cheek. "I'm here to show you how to embrace your desires, not to diminish them."
Sebastian leaned in for another kiss, this time slower, more deliberate. He took his time, ensuring she felt every brush of his lips, every flick of his tongue, igniting a desire that surged between them. She melted against him, surrendering to the moment, and he knew he had her right where he wanted her.
With a newfound confidence, he pressed her against the wall, deepening their kiss while letting his hands explore her body. He could feel her warmth radiating against him, a delicious contrast to the cool night air.
Rebekah whimpered softly as he pulled her closer, their bodies fitting together perfectly. Her hands explored his back, tracing the muscles hidden beneath his shirt, and he felt a rush of power surging through him. With every kiss, every touch, he siphoned off her strength and energy, making him feel invincible.
Breaking the kiss, Sebastian stepped back slightly, his gaze searching hers. "Do you trust me?" he asked, his voice low and hypnotic.
"Yes," she breathed, her eyes shining with a mix of excitement and trepidation.
"Good," he said, the corner of his mouth lifting in a devilish smile. "Let's take this to the next level."
He led her to the living room's plush sofa, where the flickering flames cast dancing shadows around them. Gently, he pushed her down onto the soft cushions, hovering over her, his body a shield against the world outside.
Sebastian paused for a moment, drinking in the sight of her. The way her hair cascaded over the cushions, her lips slightly parted, her breath quickening with anticipation. He leaned down, capturing her lips again, this time with an urgency that reflected his desire.
Their kisses grew more frantic as his hands explored the curve of her body, slipping beneath her shirt to caress her soft skin. He could feel her shiver at his touch, her body arching into him as she surrendered to the sensations he elicited.
Rebekah's hands roamed over him, feeling the contours of his muscles, pulling him closer as she lost herself in the heat of the moment. Sebastian reveled in her response, feeling her desire surge through him, feeding his own lust.
"Sebastian," she gasped as he trailed kisses down her neck, finding the sensitive spots that made her shudder. "What are you doing to me?"
"Just awakening what's already inside you," he replied, his breath warm against her skin. "Let yourself feel, Rebekah."
With a mix of passion and urgency, he continued to explore her body, moving down her sides, his fingers teasing the hem of her shirt. He paused, looking into her eyes, searching for any hesitation.
"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice a low rumble.
"Yes," she breathed, her eyes dark with desire. "I want this."
With her affirmation, he slowly lifted her shirt, exposing her smooth skin to his hungry gaze. He marveled at her beauty, every curve and dip inviting his touch. Rebekah shivered as he pressed his lips to her abdomen, trailing kisses lower until he reached the waistband of her jeans.
"Sebastian," she gasped, her voice trembling with need.
He looked up at her, his eyes dark with lust. "Just relax. Let me take care of you."
With that, he deftly unbuttoned her jeans, sliding them down her legs, leaving her clad in only her delicate lace panties. His breath hitched at the sight, his desire overwhelming as he took in her beauty.
Sebastian leaned down, placing soft kisses along her thighs, teasing her, drawing out her anticipation. Rebekah's breath quickened, her hands tangling in his hair as she urged him closer, silently begging for more.
"Please," she whispered, her voice a mix of desperation and longing.
He smiled against her skin, savoring the power he held over her. "You're beautiful," he murmured, before leaning in to press a soft kiss against the fabric of her panties.
Rebekah gasped, her body arching in response as he took his time, teasing her relentlessly. He could feel her energy thrumming beneath the surface, and it only heightened his desire to claim her completely.
"Sebastian," she urged, her voice breathy. "I need you."
"Then let me show you," he replied, pulling her panties down, exposing her to him fully.
He leaned in, savoring the moment, as he finally tasted her sweetness. The sensation of her body responding to his every touch sent electric shocks through him, fueling his power as he lost himself in her.
"Sebastian!" she cried, her voice filled with ecstasy as he continued to pleasure her, bringing her to the brink of bliss.
He reveled in the sounds of her pleasure, each gasp and moan pushing him deeper into his own desire. He could feel the connection between them growing, the energy pulsing as he took what he needed, and in return, he gave her everything she craved.
"Don't stop," she begged, her fingers gripping the cushions as he brought her closer and closer to the edge.
And just when she thought she could bear no more, he drove her over the precipice, her body trembling beneath him as waves of pleasure crashed through her.
Rebekah cried out, her body arching against his as she surrendered to the sensations coursing through her. Sebastian watched in awe as the ecstasy washed over her, feeling her energy surge into him, invigorating him. Her cries were music to his ears, each note heightening his own desire.
He leaned down, kissing her as she came down from her high, her body still trembling beneath his. The taste of her lingered on his lips, a heady reminder of the connection they shared in that moment. He could feel her heartbeat racing, and he wanted nothing more than to keep her in this blissful state.
"Rebekah," he murmured, pulling back to gaze into her eyes, which were still glazed with pleasure. "You are breathtaking."
Her cheeks flushed a rosy hue, a mixture of embarrassment and exhilaration as she caught her breath. "I didn't expect that," she admitted, her voice a soft whisper. "You have a way of… surprising me."
Sebastian smirked, his charm fully engaged. "I aim to please. And I intend to show you that this is just the beginning."
He moved back, settling between her legs, his hands caressing her thighs as he leaned in to kiss her deeply again. She responded eagerly, her fingers threading through his hair, pulling him closer as their lips melded together.
The kiss deepened, and he could feel her warmth radiating against him, igniting his own desire once more. With a deft motion, he removed his shirt, baring his chest to her gaze. The look in her eyes shifted to something raw and primal as she took in the sight of him.
"God, you're gorgeous," she breathed, her fingers trailing over his skin, igniting a fire beneath his flesh.
Sebastian's heart raced at her admiration. "You have no idea how much I want you," he confessed, his voice low and husky. "But I want you to feel every bit of it, to understand just how powerful our connection can be."
With that, he shifted, positioning himself between her legs more securely. He leaned down, placing hot kisses along her neck and collarbone, savoring the taste of her skin. Rebekah moaned softly, arching her back as she craved more of him.
"Sebastian," she gasped, her voice filled with urgency. "Don't tease me. I need you inside me."
Her words sent a jolt of desire through him, and he knew he couldn't hold back any longer. "Then let's make that happen," he whispered, his breath ghosting against her skin as he reached for his belt.
With a flick of his wrist, he released it and pushed his jeans down, freeing himself from the confines of his clothing. He paused, allowing her to take in the sight of him, the anticipation hanging heavy in the air.
Rebekah's eyes widened, a mixture of desire and awe as she drank in the sight before her. "Sebastian…"
"Are you sure?" he asked again, wanting to ensure she was fully committed to this moment. He didn't want to rush her; he wanted her to want him just as desperately as he wanted her.
"Yes," she replied, her voice firm. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life."
He smiled, feeling a surge of triumph and lust as he moved closer, positioning himself at her entrance. He leaned down, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss as he slowly entered her, their bodies fitting together perfectly.
Rebekah gasped against his mouth, her nails digging into his back as he pushed deeper. "Oh, God," she breathed, her body instinctively arching against his as he filled her completely.
Sebastian relished the feeling, every inch of her wrapping around him, pulling him in deeper. He moved slowly at first, allowing her to adjust to him, savoring the heat and intimacy between them. He wanted her to feel every thrust, every connection, to understand just how intertwined their fates were in that moment.
"Sebastian," she gasped, her voice a mix of pleasure and need. "Please… faster."
With a wicked grin, he obliged, quickening his pace while keeping his movements controlled, ensuring she felt every thrust. The sound of skin against skin filled the room, mixing with the soft gasps and moans that escaped her lips.
"Just like that," she encouraged, her voice breathy as she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him even closer.
Sebastian reveled in the feeling of her body responding to him, each movement drawing him closer to the edge. He could feel the tension building between them, the energy crackling in the air as they moved together in perfect harmony.
"Let go, Rebekah," he urged, his voice low and sultry. "Feel everything."
With every thrust, he coaxed her closer to her peak, their bodies dancing together in an ancient rhythm. He could feel her energy pulsing through him, igniting his own lust and pushing him toward oblivion.
"Sebastian!" she cried, her voice rising as the pleasure reached an unbearable height. "I'm so close!"
"Let it take you," he urged, his thrusts becoming more urgent as he sought his own release, driven by her pleasure.
With a final, desperate thrust, she spiraled over the edge, her body clenching around him as waves of ecstasy crashed over her. Her cries filled the room, and Sebastian felt himself drawn into her release, the energy between them reaching a fever pitch as they came together.
"Rebekah!" he shouted, his own release crashing over him in powerful waves. The world around them faded, and all that existed was the two of them, bound together by desire and connection.
As they came down from the high, he collapsed beside her, panting as he pulled her into his arms. She nestled against him, her breathing still shaky, a satisfied smile gracing her lips.
"That was…" she began, searching for the right words.
"Intense?" he suggested, his tone playful.
"Definitely intense," she laughed softly, looking up at him with those bright, captivating eyes. "You have a way of getting under my skin, Sebastian."
"And I intend to stay there," he replied, a hint of possessiveness creeping into his voice. He brushed his fingers through her hair, relishing the quiet intimacy of the moment.
Rebekah's expression softened, and for a moment, he could see the vulnerability in her eyes again. "What happens now?"
"Now," he said, pausing to consider his words carefully, "we explore this connection. I want to show you everything you've been missing. Together, we can create our own adventure."
She smiled, a flicker of hope lighting up her features. "I'd like that."
Sebastian leaned down, capturing her lips in another soft kiss, sealing their pact. In that moment, he felt the power of their connection, the promise of what was yet to come. The night was still young, and he was determined to make it unforgettable for them both.
As they basked in the afterglow of their passionate encounter, Sebastian felt a surge of triumph coursing through him. Rebekah, still nestled against him, radiated warmth and satisfaction, and he couldn't help but marvel at the power he held over her. She was a formidable force in her own right, a Mikaelson, but in this moment, she was entirely his.
Rebekah traced her fingers along Sebastian's chest, her touch light yet electrifying. "So, what's your plan, Sebastian? Are you going to sweep me off my feet every chance you get?" Her playful tone belied the curiosity behind her question.
He smirked, enjoying the way she teased him. "Only if you're willing to be swept away," he replied, his voice low and sultry. "I have much more in store for you, my dear Rebekah. This is merely the beginning."
She raised an eyebrow, intrigue glimmering in her eyes. "I've always loved a good adventure. Just don't make me regret it."
"Regret? Never," he said confidently, brushing his fingers along her jawline. "What I want is to give you everything you desire. Freedom, excitement… and perhaps a little chaos along the way."
Her laughter danced in the air, lightening the mood between them. "Chaos seems to follow the Mikaelsons wherever we go. Are you sure you're prepared for that?"
"Chaos is my specialty," he replied with a wink. "But it's not just chaos I offer. I want to show you a world beyond what you've known—a life unchained by your family's expectations."
Rebekah's gaze flickered with uncertainty, a shadow crossing her features. "I love my family, despite everything. But sometimes, I feel like I'm living in their shadows."
Sebastian reached for her hand, intertwining their fingers. "Then let's step out of those shadows together. We'll create our own path, one filled with passion, power, and desire."
"Together?" she echoed softly, her eyes searching his for sincerity.
"Absolutely," he promised, his voice firm. "We can conquer this city, take control of our destinies, and enjoy every moment of it."
The weight of his words settled in the space between them, and Rebekah's expression shifted from uncertainty to a spark of excitement. "Okay, then. Let's see what kind of trouble we can stir up together."
Sebastian felt his heart quicken at her willingness to embrace the chaos he so loved. He leaned closer, brushing his lips against hers, igniting the fire that had only just settled. "I think we'll create a beautiful kind of trouble."
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The Next Evening
Sebastian and Rebekah ventured out into the heart of New Orleans, the sun setting over the horizon, casting a warm golden hue across the French Quarter. The vibrant streets buzzed with life, music echoing from nearby bars and the intoxicating scent of spices wafting through the air.
Sebastian led Rebekah through the lively throngs, reveling in the attention their presence commanded. Heads turned as they walked hand-in-hand, his dark charm complimenting her fierce beauty perfectly. They were a striking pair, an incubus and a Mikaelson, and he knew how to wield that power.
"Where to first?" Rebekah asked, her excitement palpable as they approached a popular nightclub, vibrant lights flickering and pulsing in rhythm with the music inside.
"Let's start here," he suggested, his voice smooth and enticing. "This place is known for its supernatural clientele. We might find some interesting allies… or enemies."
Rebekah grinned, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. "I can't wait to see what kind of trouble we can get into."
As they stepped inside, the club enveloped them in its energy, bodies swaying to the beat, drinks flowing freely. Sebastian scanned the room, spotting a few familiar faces among the crowd. Witches, vampires, and other supernatural beings mingled, their conversations a low hum beneath the pulsing music.
"Let me introduce you to a few friends," Sebastian said, pulling Rebekah closer as he navigated through the crowd. He felt her warmth beside him, her presence empowering him further.
They approached a group of witches seated at a table, laughter and banter spilling into the air. Sebastian exchanged greetings, charming them effortlessly while introducing Rebekah as his new companion. The women eyed her with intrigue, clearly impressed by the Mikaelson's beauty.
"Careful, Sebastian," one of the witches teased, her gaze lingering on Rebekah. "You might have your hands full with her."
"I've never backed down from a challenge," he replied smoothly, a confident smirk playing on his lips.
Rebekah engaged with the witches easily, her natural charisma shining through as they chatted. Sebastian watched, feeling a swell of pride as she held her own among them, proving to be just as captivating as he knew she was.
"Want to dance?" he suggested, leaning closer to her ear to be heard over the music.
She grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Absolutely."
He led her to the dance floor, where the rhythm pulsed through the air. Bodies moved together in a sensual wave, and Sebastian guided her effortlessly, their bodies brushing against one another as they swayed.
As they danced, the heat between them intensified, an electric charge filling the space. Sebastian wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer, feeling her heartbeat sync with his.
"Sebastian," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper as she looked up at him, her lips tantalizingly close. "You're a dangerous man."
"Only if you let me be," he replied, his breath ghosting over her lips. He leaned in, capturing her mouth in a passionate kiss, the world around them fading into nothingness.
Rebekah melted against him, responding eagerly as their bodies moved in perfect harmony. The kiss deepened, the energy between them crackling with intensity as they lost themselves in one another.
He pulled back, breathless, and gazed into her eyes, which sparkled with desire. "I could get used to this."
"Me too," she admitted, her cheeks flushed with color. "You bring out a side of me I didn't know existed."
Sebastian felt a surge of satisfaction at her words. He was beginning to weave himself into her life, and he intended to keep her captivated. "Then let's make the most of it."
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Later That Night
As the night wore on, Sebastian continued to charm the supernatural denizens of the club, weaving a web of intrigue around himself and Rebekah. The connection between them grew stronger with every interaction, every shared laugh, and every stolen kiss.
Eventually, they found themselves retreating to a quieter corner of the club, away from the thrumming music and pulsating lights. The atmosphere shifted, becoming more intimate, the sounds of the club fading into the background.
"Do you feel that?" Rebekah asked, her voice soft as she leaned against a wall, her eyes searching his. "There's something electric about us, Sebastian."
"I do," he replied, his tone serious now. "It's more than just attraction; it's a connection that runs deep."
Before she could respond, he closed the distance between them, capturing her lips in a fervent kiss. The heat of the moment surged through them, igniting their desires anew. He pressed her against the wall, feeling the warmth of her body against his as their kisses deepened.
"Sebastian," she murmured breathlessly between kisses, her hands tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer. "You drive me wild."
"Good," he said, his voice low and possessive. "I want you to feel everything I have to offer."
With that, he moved his lips down to her neck, trailing hot kisses along her collarbone. Rebekah moaned softly, her head tilting back as she surrendered to the sensations coursing through her.
He could feel her energy responding to his touch, a pulse of magic thrumming in the air as he drew closer to her. It only fueled his desire, and he knew he was intoxicating her with each caress.
"Sebastian," she gasped, her breath quickening. "Please… I need you."
Her words sent a jolt of need coursing through him. He met her gaze, his eyes dark with lust and determination. "Then let's take this to the next level."
Without hesitation, he guided her through a hidden door at the back of the club, leading her into a dimly lit storage room. The space was cramped but intimate, and he wasted no time in claiming her lips once more, pushing her against the wall.
"Is this what you wanted?" he asked, his voice thick with desire as he pressed his body against hers, the heat between them nearly unbearable.
"More than anything," she breathed, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Sebastian captured her lips again, their kisses growing frantic as they explored one another with fervor. He could feel the urgency building between them, an unquenchable hunger that demanded to be satisfied.
He pulled back just enough to catch his breath, his forehead resting against hers. "Are you sure you're ready for this?"
"Yes," she said firmly, her voice filled with conviction. "I want you, Sebastian. Completely."
With a wicked smile, he kissed her deeply once more, the taste of her igniting a fire within him. He reached for the hem of her dress, slowly lifting it as his fingers brushed against her skin. Rebekah gasped, her breath hitching as he revealed her legs, his fingers trailing along her thighs.
Sebastian reveled in the way Rebekah's body responded to his touch, her skin warm and inviting under his fingers. The intimacy of the moment enveloped them, the world outside fading into a distant memory. He leaned in closer, his breath ghosting over her neck as he pressed soft kisses against her collarbone, savoring the taste of her skin.
"Sebastian," she whispered, her voice a mix of desire and anticipation. "Don't tease me."
He chuckled softly, his lips curling into a sly grin. "I wouldn't dream of it." With that, he moved lower, trailing kisses down her body, each one igniting a fire that burned brighter with every touch.
As he reached her thighs, he felt the tension in her body build, her breath quickening. He looked up at her, locking eyes, and found a mixture of lust and need mirrored back at him. There was no turning back now. The seductive dance they'd begun was about to reach its peak.
He pushed her dress higher, exposing her completely to him, the heat radiating between them palpable. His hands explored her curves, fingers dancing over her soft skin, eliciting a series of soft moans from her lips. "You're absolutely stunning," he murmured, his voice thick with desire.
Rebekah's hands tangled in his hair, urging him on. "Enough talking," she demanded, her voice low and commanding. "Just kiss me."
He obeyed, capturing her mouth again as he pressed against her, their bodies fitting together perfectly. Their kisses were urgent and fervent, each one a promise of the pleasure that awaited them.
With a sudden burst of energy, Sebastian lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her deeper into the room, finding a small table to lay her down upon. The surface was cool against her back, but the heat of the moment more than compensated for it.
He stepped back for a moment, taking in the sight of her laid out before him—beautiful, wild, and completely at his mercy. It stirred something primal within him, a fierce need to claim her, to mark her as his own.
"Are you ready for this?" he asked, his voice low and enticing, watching as her eyes gleamed with desire.
"More than ready," she replied breathlessly, her cheeks flushed, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "Now stop wasting time and show me what you've got."
Sebastian's grin widened, excitement coursing through him. He leaned over her, kissing her deeply as his hands explored every inch of her body. He felt the tension building between them, their chemistry electric as their desires intertwined.
He pulled back slightly, gazing into her eyes, which shimmered with lust. "Just remember, you asked for this," he said, his voice low and dangerous.
"Trust me, I won't regret it," she whispered, her eyes dark with anticipation.
With a teasing smile, he pressed his body against hers, their warmth igniting a fire that consumed them both. He took his time, savoring every moment as he caressed her skin, tracing the curve of her waist and the softness of her thighs.
"Sebastian…" Rebekah gasped, her breath hitching as his hands explored the contours of her body. "I need you now."
"Patience, my dear," he replied, his tone a mixture of playfulness and seduction. "Good things come to those who wait."
With that, he captured her mouth in a heated kiss once more, their bodies moving together in a rhythm as old as time. He felt her respond beneath him, her hands exploring his back, fingers digging into his skin, urging him on.
He wanted her. He wanted to drown himself in her, to lose himself in the pleasure they could create together. Every kiss, every caress ignited a fire within him that threatened to consume them both.
"Please," she murmured against his lips, her eyes filled with need. "No more waiting."
Sebastian pulled back just enough to meet her gaze, his expression darkening with lust. "Then let's not waste another moment."
He positioned himself at her entrance, looking into her eyes for confirmation. "Are you sure?"
Her answer came in the form of a breathless nod, her gaze unwavering as she whispered, "Yes. I want you, Sebastian. All of you."
With that, he pushed inside her, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through them both. They gasped in unison, the intensity of the moment overwhelming as he filled her completely. Rebekah's body welcomed him, wrapping around him like a vice, drawing him deeper.
He started to move slowly, giving them both time to adjust to the exquisite sensations that coursed through them. With every thrust, their bodies moved in perfect harmony, building a rhythm that echoed the music pulsing outside the room.
"God, you feel incredible," he groaned, his voice low and primal as he lost himself in the moment.
Rebekah met his gaze, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she tightened around him. "You're not so bad yourself."
Sebastian's smile faded, replaced by a look of raw determination as he picked up the pace, each thrust driving them closer to the edge. The air was thick with their shared pleasure, the room filled with the sounds of their bodies colliding and their ragged breaths.
Rebekah's fingers dug into his shoulders as she urged him on, her body responding eagerly to his every movement. "Harder," she gasped, her voice laced with desire. "I want to feel you."
With a primal growl, he complied, thrusting deeper and harder as the pleasure built to an unbearable peak. The world around them faded, leaving only the two of them locked in their own passionate dance.
"Sebastian!" she cried out, her voice echoing in the small room as she neared her climax. "I'm so close!"
"Just a little more," he urged, his own breath coming in ragged gasps as he chased his own release. "Let go, Rebekah. Let it happen."
With one final thrust, she shattered beneath him, her body tensing as waves of pleasure washed over her. "Sebastian!" she screamed, her voice a symphony of ecstasy.
The sight of her in pure bliss drove him over the edge, his own release crashing over him like a tidal wave. He lost himself completely, surrendering to the sensations that engulfed him as he filled her, their bodies entwined in the aftermath of their passion.
As the last tremors of pleasure subsided, Sebastian collapsed against her, both of them breathing heavily, the reality of their connection settling in around them. He could feel her heart racing beneath his ear, the warmth of her body a perfect contrast to the coolness of the room.
"Wow," Rebekah finally breathed, her voice filled with awe as she ran her fingers through his hair. "That was…"
"Amazing?" he suggested, looking up at her with a playful grin.
"More like life-changing," she countered, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction.
"Then I consider this a successful night," he said, a smug smile on his lips.
She laughed softly, and the sound filled the room with warmth. "Just wait until you see what else I have in store for you, Sebastian. I'm not done yet."
His heart raced at the thought, excitement flooding through him. He was captivated by her spirit, her tenacity, and the fierce desire that burned in her eyes. "Then let's see what adventures await us next, shall we?"
With a renewed sense of purpose, they shared a lingering kiss, both of them ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. Together, they would carve their own path, fueled by desire and the intoxicating connection that bound them.
And as the night continued to pulse around them, they knew this was only the beginning of their seductive journey together—a journey that would lead them deeper into the heart of New Orleans, and into the depths of each other's souls.
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End of chapter 3
Chapter 4: Targeting Hayley
Sebastian had barely caught his breath after the encounter with Rebekah when the idea struck him. If he were to manipulate the Mikaelson family completely, he needed to ensnare Hayley Marshall, the hybrid mother who had a complicated relationship with the Mikaelsons. Hayley was fierce, independent, and vulnerable all at once, making her the perfect target for his charms.
With a new determination, he set out to find her. The moon hung high in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the streets of New Orleans as he made his way through the French Quarter. He found her at a small, dimly lit bar, nursing a drink while gazing into the distance. Her brow was furrowed in thought, and he could sense the weight of her struggles even from a distance.
Sebastian approached her, his charm oozing from every pore. "Mind if I join you?" he asked, his voice smooth and inviting.
Hayley looked up, her eyes narrowed with suspicion. "And why would I want to do that?"
"Because," he said, leaning against the bar with casual confidence, "I can tell you're in need of a distraction. And I happen to be very good at providing them."
She considered him for a moment, and he could see the walls she'd built around herself beginning to crack. "Fine," she replied, her tone begrudgingly accepting. "But don't think you can charm me that easily."
Sebastian grinned, leaning closer as he lowered his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "Oh, I wouldn't dream of it. But you should know, I'm not just here to charm you. I'm here to help."
"Help?" she repeated, skepticism etched across her face.
"Let's just say I understand the struggles of being a hybrid mother in a family of vampires," he said, the sincerity in his voice almost convincing.
He watched as Hayley's interest piqued, her defenses slowly crumbling. "And what makes you think you can help me?"
"I know how to navigate their world," he said, leaning in just a little closer, his eyes locking onto hers. "I can offer you insights, protection—whatever you need."
Hayley's expression shifted, a hint of vulnerability breaking through. "And what's in it for you?"
"Let's call it mutual benefit," he replied, flashing her a charming smile. "But I promise, I won't let you down."
She studied him for a long moment, and finally, a reluctant smile broke across her lips. "Alright, Sebastian. But if you're lying to me…"
"I never lie," he interrupted smoothly. "I only seduce."
She rolled her eyes but couldn't hide her amusement. "Okay, let's see what you've got."
Sebastian took the opportunity to shift the conversation to lighter topics, his charm weaving an invisible web around her. They laughed and shared stories, their chemistry undeniable as the night wore on. He could feel the connection growing stronger, and soon, he would pull her into his orbit completely.
As the bar began to empty, Sebastian leaned closer, his voice low and intimate. "You know, it's a shame to waste such a beautiful night here. What do you say we continue this conversation somewhere more… private?"
Hayley hesitated for just a moment, and he could see the wariness in her eyes. But the allure of escaping the bar's confines was too tempting. "Alright," she agreed, her voice soft but firm. "Lead the way."
He guided her through the dimly lit streets, his hand brushing against her back, subtly fueling the tension between them. He took her to a secluded spot in a nearby park, the moonlight filtering through the leaves and casting a romantic glow around them.
"This is nice," Hayley said, glancing around. "What's the plan?"
Sebastian turned to her, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Just this," he said, closing the distance between them. He captured her lips with his in a fierce kiss, one that sent electricity shooting through both of them.
Hayley gasped against him, her body responding immediately to the heat of the moment. He deepened the kiss, sliding his hands to her waist, feeling the tension in her body give way to desire. She kissed him back, her hands threading through his hair, pulling him closer as their bodies pressed against each other.
"Sebastian…" she murmured breathlessly as they broke apart, her cheeks flushed. "What are you doing?"
"Just showing you how good it can feel to let go," he replied, his voice dripping with seduction. "You deserve this."
With a swift motion, he lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist as he pressed her against a nearby tree. The bark was rough against her back, but she didn't mind. All that mattered was the heat radiating between them, the way their bodies fit together perfectly.
"Are you sure about this?" he asked, his voice low and husky, searching her eyes for any hint of hesitation.
She didn't answer with words. Instead, she leaned in, capturing his lips with her own once more, her body arching into him as if she couldn't get close enough. That was all the encouragement he needed.
Sebastian thrust against her, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. He kissed her deeply, exploring every inch of her mouth as his hands roamed over her curves, savoring the feel of her beneath him.
"Sebastian," she breathed, pulling back just enough to catch her breath. "I—"
"No more words," he urged, pressing his forehead against hers. "Just feel."
He began to move against her, their bodies creating a rhythm that matched the pounding of their hearts. Every thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through them, each gasp and moan fueling the fire that burned between them.
Hayley's fingers clawed at his back, urging him on as her body responded eagerly to his every touch. "God, you feel amazing," she gasped, her voice barely a whisper.
Sebastian smirked, enjoying the way she melted against him. "And you're just getting started."
He thrust harder, the sound of their bodies colliding echoing in the stillness of the night. The world around them faded away, leaving only the intoxicating sensations and the raw desire that bound them together.
"Sebastian!" she cried, her voice a mix of pleasure and urgency. "I'm so close!"
"Let go, Hayley," he urged, his breath hot against her skin. "Just give in to it."
With a final, powerful thrust, she shattered beneath him, her body convulsing in pleasure as waves of ecstasy washed over her. "Oh, God!" she cried out, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she rode the waves of her climax.
The sight of her losing control drove Sebastian over the edge, his own release crashing into him like a tidal wave. He groaned, feeling her warmth envelop him as he filled her completely, their bodies entwined in the afterglow of their passion.
Breathless and spent, he leaned against her, his heart racing as they both came down from the high. Hayley's eyes sparkled with a mixture of satisfaction and surprise as she looked at him, a slow smile spreading across her face.
"That was…" she started, her voice trailing off as she tried to find the right words.
"Life-changing?" he suggested playfully, mirroring her earlier words.
She laughed softly, shaking her head. "More like mind-blowing."
"I aim to please," he said, his tone teasing yet sincere. He brushed a strand of hair away from her face, his expression softening. "You're incredible, you know that?"
"Don't think this means I trust you completely," she warned, a hint of mischief in her eyes.
"Trust is a journey," he replied smoothly. "But I'm willing to take that journey with you, if you'll let me."
Their chemistry was undeniable, and he could see the flicker of curiosity in her gaze. As the night stretched on, they found themselves wrapped in each other's arms, sharing stories and laughter, the bond between them growing stronger with each passing moment.
Sebastian knew he was on the right path. With Rebekah already enchanted, and now Hayley falling into his web, he was closer to achieving his goal of completely manipulating the Mikaelson family. But he also felt a strange sense of satisfaction in the connections he was forging—not just for power, but for the sheer thrill of it.
As the first light of dawn began to break, he realized that their adventures were only just beginning. The night had changed everything, and he couldn't wait to see what the next chapter held in store. With both women wrapped around his finger, Sebastian smiled to himself, knowing he was well on his way to becoming the most powerful player in New Orleans.
The morning sun cast a golden hue over the city, illuminating the streets of New Orleans. Sebastian felt invigorated, a mix of adrenaline and satisfaction coursing through his veins. He had successfully woven himself into the lives of the Mikaelsons, but he knew that this was just the beginning. There were many more layers to peel back, and he needed to tread carefully to maintain his position.
Hayley stirred beside him, her eyes fluttering open to the new day. For a moment, confusion crossed her features as she took in their surroundings—the remnants of their night spent entwined beneath the trees. Then, a smile slowly spread across her lips as she remembered the passion they had shared.
"Morning," he greeted, propping himself up on one elbow, his gaze playful. "How do you feel?"
She laughed lightly, the sound rich and warm. "I think I'm going to need a lot of coffee."
"Coffee I can do," he replied, rising to his feet and extending a hand to her. "Come on, let's get you caffeinated."
As they walked through the winding streets, their shoulders brushed against one another, the electricity still lingering from their previous encounter. They stopped at a small café, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filling the air. Sebastian ordered for both of them, effortlessly charming the barista as he did.
"Impressive," Hayley remarked, her eyebrows raised in mock disbelief. "You're quite the smooth talker."
"It's all part of the package," he said, flashing her a grin as he handed her a steaming cup. "You'll find I'm full of surprises."
"Surprises, huh?" she mused, taking a sip of her drink. "I think I'm starting to get that impression."
They found a table on the patio, the vibrant energy of the city awakening around them. Sebastian felt the anticipation thrumming in his chest as he considered how to further entwine himself in Hayley's life. They exchanged stories over coffee, both becoming more comfortable with each other as they laughed and shared anecdotes.
"So, tell me," Hayley began, leaning forward with genuine curiosity, "what's your story? You seem like you've seen a lot."
Sebastian hesitated, carefully crafting his response. "I've traveled quite a bit, met a variety of people. I've learned that power dynamics are fascinating—especially in a place like New Orleans."
She narrowed her eyes, sensing there was more beneath the surface. "Power dynamics? Is that what this is for you? A game?"
"Maybe a little," he admitted, his tone playful yet serious. "But I also see it as a way to understand others. Like you, for example. Your strength and your struggles intrigue me."
Hayley considered him, her expression thoughtful. "And what do you see when you look at me?"
"A woman who's been through hell but still stands tall. You fight for those you care about, and that's admirable," he said, his gaze unwavering.
She held his gaze, something flickering between them. "And what about you? What's your angle in all of this?"
Sebastian leaned back, feigning casualness. "I just want to help you navigate the complexities of your world. You deserve to be free of burdens, Hayley. You have enough to deal with."
He watched as her defenses softened, her expression shifting from suspicion to intrigue. "Maybe you're right. But I'm still not sure I trust you."
"Trust takes time," he said, a smirk playing on his lips. "And I'm willing to wait."
As they finished their coffee, Sebastian's mind raced with possibilities. He could sense the tension between them, the connection they shared growing stronger with every passing moment. He wanted to capitalize on that chemistry, to push her boundaries just enough to draw her deeper into his web.
"Why don't we explore the city together?" he suggested, his tone light yet enticing. "I could show you some hidden gems."
"Sounds like a plan," she agreed, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
They spent the day wandering through the vibrant streets of New Orleans, visiting art galleries and quaint shops. Sebastian effortlessly guided her, weaving tales of history and intrigue that captivated her attention. They shared laughter and flirtation, the line between friendship and something more becoming increasingly blurred.
As evening fell, they found themselves at a beautiful overlook, the city illuminated beneath the setting sun. The sky was painted with hues of orange and pink, and the atmosphere felt electric.
Sebastian turned to Hayley, a serious look settling on his face. "You know, I'm glad we met. You're more than I expected."
"Really?" she replied, her voice soft, almost vulnerable. "What were you expecting?"
"I expected a warrior, but I found someone who has layers—someone who can be both fierce and fragile," he admitted, stepping closer.
The moment hung in the air, thick with unspoken tension. Hayley looked up at him, her eyes searching his. "And what do you want from me?"
He reached out, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, his fingers lingering against her skin. "I want to know you, all of you. I want to help you."
Before she could respond, he leaned in, capturing her lips with his in a passionate kiss. It was deeper and more fervent than before, fueled by the emotional connection they had built throughout the day. Hayley melted into him, her hands finding their way to his hair, pulling him closer as their mouths moved in perfect harmony.
Sebastian felt his desire swell as he deepened the kiss, their bodies pressed together against the cool night air. The world around them faded away, leaving only the intoxicating taste of her lips and the way her body molded perfectly against his.
"Sebastian," she murmured against his mouth, her voice thick with desire. "This is moving fast…"
He pulled back just enough to gaze into her eyes, his expression earnest. "I know, but I can't help it. There's something between us that's hard to ignore."
"Maybe you're right," she whispered, her cheeks flushed as she searched his gaze for answers.
With a playful glint in his eye, he leaned back in, capturing her lips once more. This time, their kiss was hungry, desperate. His hands traveled down her waist, gripping her firmly as he pulled her body flush against his. Every touch ignited a fire within him, the warmth spreading through him like wildfire.
"Let's take this back to my place," he suggested breathlessly, breaking the kiss for just a moment. "I promise to make it worth your while."
Hayley's breath hitched, and he could see the conflict in her eyes—the desire battling against her better judgment. "I shouldn't…"
"Trust me, Hayley. You won't regret it," he assured her, his voice low and enticing.
With a determined nod, she took his hand, and together they made their way back to his apartment, the energy between them crackling with unspoken tension.
Once inside, Sebastian wasted no time. He pulled her close, capturing her lips in a searing kiss as he backed her against the wall. Hayley responded eagerly, their bodies moving in perfect sync, passion igniting between them.
"Are you ready for this?" he murmured against her lips, his hands roaming her sides, igniting every nerve in her body.
"Yes," she breathed, her eyes dark with need. "I'm ready."
He lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her to the bedroom. The space was dimly lit, shadows dancing across the walls as he laid her down gently. He hovered over her, his gaze filled with hunger and admiration.
"I've wanted this since the moment I met you," he admitted, his voice low and intimate.
"Then don't hold back," she urged, her eyes smoldering with desire. "Show me what you've got."
Sebastian leaned down, kissing her deeply as his hands explored her body, mapping every curve and contour. He took his time, savoring the way she responded to his touch, the way her breath quickened beneath him.
"God, you're beautiful," he murmured, trailing kisses along her neck, feeling her shudder beneath him. "You're everything I didn't know I needed."
As he worshiped her body, he could feel the tension building, their desire spiraling into something primal and raw. He teased her, drawing out her pleasure until she was a writhing mess beneath him, begging for more.
"Sebastian, please…" she gasped, her fingers tangled in his hair as she pulled him closer.
"Just a little longer," he replied, his voice husky with desire. He wanted to push her to the edge, to make her feel things she had never experienced before.
When he finally succumbed to her pleas, the world around them dissolved into a haze of passion and pleasure. They moved together in perfect harmony, their bodies entwined as they chased the sweet release of ecstasy.
As they reached their peaks, their cries mingled in the air, creating a beautiful symphony of passion that echoed through the night. They collapsed together, breathless and entwined, the aftershocks of pleasure still coursing through them.
Sebastian pulled her closer, his heart racing as he savored the intimacy of the moment. "You were incredible," he whispered, brushing his fingers against her cheek.
"Maybe I should trust you more often," Hayley replied, a soft smile on her lips.
Sebastian chuckled, the warmth of the moment wrapping around them like a cozy blanket. "Just wait until you see what else I have in store."
As the night wore on, they talked and laughed, sharing secrets and dreams beneath the soft glow of the moonlight. Hayley felt a deeper connection forming with each passing moment, an undeniable bond that had forged itself in the fires of passion.
Sebastian stroked Hayley's hair gently, reveling in the intimacy that had blossomed between them. "You know, I didn't expect to find someone like you here," he said, his voice low and sincere.
Hayley looked up at him, her expression softening. "What do you mean?"
"I mean someone who isn't afraid to fight for what they believe in, who has depth and strength. It's refreshing," he replied, searching her eyes for understanding. "It's rare to find someone who can match me."
"Match you?" she echoed, a hint of disbelief in her voice. "You make it sound like a competition."
"In a way, it is. Life is about power and balance, especially in our world," he said, his tone turning serious. "But it's also about connection. I've learned that the strongest ties can be found in the most unexpected places."
Hayley's brow furrowed slightly as she processed his words. "You make it sound so calculated. I've fought tooth and nail to protect what I love; it's not just a game for me."
"I get that," he said, his gaze steady. "But understanding the game can give you an edge. I want to help you navigate it."
She took a moment, chewing on her bottom lip as she contemplated his offer. "And how do you plan to do that?"
"By being by your side, learning your world, and helping you keep those you care about safe," he replied, leaning closer, his eyes locked onto hers. "You deserve that kind of support."
The tension between them crackled anew, charged with both vulnerability and raw need. Hayley seemed to waver, caught between her instincts and the undeniable connection they had forged. "You really think you can help me?"
Sebastian didn't hesitate. "I know I can. But it won't be easy. I need you to trust me."
"I'll consider it," she said, her tone playful but tinged with seriousness. The air between them felt heavy with possibilities, and he could sense her walls starting to crumble.
With a gentle tug, he pulled her closer, sealing their conversation with another passionate kiss. This time, there was no hesitation, only urgency as they melted into each other once more. The heat between them reignited, setting their bodies ablaze.
Sebastian's hands roamed her body, tracing her curves and igniting every nerve. He kissed her with fervor, savoring the taste of her lips as they moved in rhythm together, lost in the moment. He could feel the tension coiling within her, building in intensity, and he reveled in every gasp and sigh that escaped her.
"Sebastian…" she breathed, her voice a mix of desire and disbelief. "You're…something else."
"Is that a good thing?" he asked playfully, pausing for just a moment to look into her eyes.
"It's more than good," she replied, a smile creeping onto her lips. "You're intense. And I'm not sure what to do with that."
"Let go of your worries," he urged, his tone soothing as he caressed her cheek. "Let me take care of you."
With that, he kissed her again, deeper this time, as if to seal their connection. As their bodies pressed together, he felt the warmth of her skin beneath his fingertips, urging him onward. The night felt limitless, and the possibilities of their connection lay before them like an open road.
Sebastian's hands found their way beneath her shirt, exploring the soft skin of her stomach. She gasped, her body arching into his touch, and he took that as an invitation. With a practiced grace, he slid the shirt up and over her head, tossing it aside as he gazed down at her, admiration gleaming in his eyes.
"God, you're stunning," he whispered, his voice raw with desire.
Hayley's cheeks flushed with heat, her gaze flickering between shyness and boldness. "You're not too bad yourself."
He grinned at her response, his hands now exploring her curves with a reverent touch. The softness of her skin, the way she leaned into him, ignited something primal within him. He leaned down, kissing her collarbone, his lips trailing lower, leaving a path of fire along her body.
"Sebastian…" she murmured, her voice thick with emotion as he lavished attention on her.
"Just relax," he instructed softly, his mouth moving further down, trailing kisses along her breast. He felt her shudder beneath him, a delightful response that sent a thrill through his core.
He wanted to take his time, to draw out her pleasure until she was trembling beneath him. Every kiss, every touch, was calculated to tease and entice. He could feel her heart racing beneath his lips, a rhythm that matched the fervor of their connection.
"Sebastian, please…" she begged, her voice tinged with urgency as she grasped his hair, her fingers tightening around him. "I need more."
"More?" he asked, his voice low and teasing, as he pulled back slightly to gauge her reaction. "You mean you want me to…?"
"Don't tease me," she breathed, her eyes darkening with desire. "You know what I want."
His smirk widened at her boldness, and he wasted no time in fulfilling her unspoken request. He hovered over her, capturing her lips again, the kiss deepening as their bodies pressed together. The world around them faded, leaving only the two of them tangled in sheets and desire.
As he moved against her, he felt her body respond eagerly, arching into him as they began to move together. Every thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through both of them, each gasp and moan igniting the fire that burned between them. Sebastian felt the connection between them intensify, a powerful force that pulled them closer together.
"Hayley," he murmured against her lips, feeling her warmth enveloping him. "You feel incredible."
She responded with a soft cry, her body writhing beneath him as he quickened his pace. The room was filled with the sounds of their pleasure, a symphony of gasps and sighs that echoed off the walls. The intensity built, and he could feel the pressure coiling tightly within him, an impending release that threatened to consume them both.
"Don't stop," she begged, her eyes locking onto his with an intensity that left him breathless. "Please don't stop."
With renewed fervor, he pressed deeper, his movements becoming more urgent, more desperate. He felt the tension between them reach its breaking point, a delicious crescendo that left them both teetering on the edge.
"Let go with me," he urged, his voice thick with desire.
In that moment, they surged together, their bodies moving in perfect sync as they both reached their peak. The world exploded into colors and sensations, their cries mingling in the air, drowning out everything else. Every nerve sang as they surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure, their bodies entwined in a blissful release.
As they came down from the high, Sebastian collapsed beside her, both of them gasping for breath. The weight of what had just happened settled around them, heavy with intimacy and connection.
Hayley turned to him, her expression a mix of wonder and surprise. "Wow," she breathed, her voice still laced with breathlessness. "I didn't expect that."
"Neither did I," he admitted, glancing at her with a playful grin. "But I must say, I'm glad it happened."
She chuckled, her cheeks still flushed as she propped herself up on one elbow. "You have a way of surprising me, Sebastian. It's kind of infuriating and… exciting at the same time."
"That's the goal," he said, a smirk tugging at his lips. "To keep you on your toes."
They lay in comfortable silence for a moment, basking in the afterglow of their passion. The city outside continued its lively rhythm, but in that moment, it felt as if time stood still just for them.
Eventually, Hayley shifted, a serious expression settling on her face. "What happens now?"
Sebastian turned to face her fully, his expression softening. "Now? We see where this leads us. I want to help you with everything you're facing. But I also want to explore this connection between us. If you're open to it."
Her gaze searched his, and for a moment, he feared he had pushed too hard. But then she nodded, a small smile gracing her lips. "I'd like that. But you have to promise me one thing."
"Anything," he said, leaning closer, intrigued.
"Don't make this just about the game. I want to know you—Sebastian Knight, not just the incubus or the strategist," she replied earnestly. "Can you do that?"
He paused, the weight of her words settling in. "I can. I'll show you who I am. Just give me time."
"Okay," she said, her smile growing wider. "I think I can do that."
As they lay together, the night wrapping around them like a warm blanket, Sebastian felt a sense of contentment wash over him. He had planted the seeds of something meaningful, and for the first time in a long while, he felt hopeful about the future.
But in the back of his mind, he knew that navigating this new dynamic would be anything but simple.
_ _ _
End of chapter 4.
Author's note: So I recently deleted another work of mine called the "Legacy of the Hollow" as I didn't really like the way I wrote the initial chapters and didn't like the way the story was going to be honest.
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