45: Your fly is open

Unbelievable, this whole situation was absolutely unbelievable. I was Diana? I tried to deny it, multiple times, in fact, but the more I told myself it couldn't be true, the more I felt the exact opposite. It was a deep, gut-wrenching feeling, and although it felt right to believe that I was Diana, her memories still didn't feel like mine. There was a disconnection between the two of us, as though something were missing, a final link.
I spent the rest of the night trying to figure everything out, trying to map out how and why I felt Diana was me. Could my mother Athena have been the empty vessel and Xavier the Anchor? It made sense, Athena had died, and Xavier's ancestor was once engaged to Diana. What didn't sit well with me, however, was the last thing Diana had said... or chanted, rather. Who was the dead mother and child she was referring to, and what did she have to do with all of this?
By the time the sun had risen, I hadn't had an ounce of sleep, and the feeling of tiredness was etched into every single bone and muscle in my body. I could barely even take a shower without nodding off in between. Getting dressed was even worse and, after failing to button my shirt numerous times, I'd decided on shrugging on some of the clothing Alice had brought me: a pair of loose jeans and a sweatshirt. Whoever had a problem with it would have to deal with it by themselves for the day.
It was roughly 7 a.m. when Sebastian knocked at my door, ready to give me breakfast. When I heard the sound, a hard lump began to form in my throat, and I struggled hard to swallow it down. It had taken everything in me not to run to either Demetri or Sebastian and tell them about my discovery. I feared the thought of unanswered questions more than I craved the idea of comfort from either one of them. Instead, I decided to seek it from the one person I knew would not be able to deny me any answers: my father. And so, I'd made up my mind to ask Demetri to take me to him... later of course.
"Phoenix?" Sebastian uttered out after a few moments. I realised then that I was unable to move, unable to bring myself to the door. And so, Sebastian opened it instead.
Looking at him now was different than before, and I found my eyes welling up with tears and a heated blush began forming on my cheeks. What happened from that moment onwards was a matter of mere instinct. I walked up to Sebastian and startled him by taking the tray of food from his hands, placing it on my chest of drawers and then I began nearing him again.
"Is everything alright Phoenix?" He asked.
I couldn't speak, I feared that if I did, I'd burst into tears and have no way to put an end to them. And so, I wrapped my arms around him, bringing my body right up, close against his. He stiffened for a moment before taking a long breath and wrapping his arms around me too.
"Is this your way of apologising for sleeping with Xavier and Liam yesterday?" He asked softly. I didn't even care about how he found out or the fact that he did find out. Instead, I hugged him tighter, taking in his soft scent and feeling the coolness of his body against mine. It felt as though I were seeing him after years, touching him after centuries and feeling him after a millennium. Eventually I couldn't even fight my tears anymore. They just began to flow from my eyes and soon I found myself gasping for air as I clutched onto Sebastian's shirt shakily.
"Phoenix? Phoenix what's the matter. I'm sorry for what I said Phoenix... I'm so sorry. I'm not angry, I promise."
And so, it seemed tears were his weakness.
I looked up into his blue eyes. They were severely worried and regretful.
"I-I won't get jealous anymore, I promise. I won't get mad Phoenix." He whispered.
I chuckled out at his attempt to make up for the mistake he thought he'd made, gripped at his cheeks and then placed my lips on his. Again, he was startled, but soon he relaxed under my touch. "This," I thought to myself, "feels right."
And it did. The way our lips touched, the way his hands wrapped around my waist, the way I leaned into him. It all felt exactly as it should have, as it had when Diana was kissing him.
Sebastian gently nibbled at my lower lip, and when he did so, I parted my lips further, letting his tongue slip past my lips and against my own. I felt him lean forward, heard the sound of the door closing and then felt him push me gently against its surface. Slowly, he gripped at my leg and hoisted it up to his hip. His other hand slid from my waist up to the back of my neck where he tangled his fingers in my hair. I moaned as he tugged against the strands and he growled deeply, kissing me harder. My tears had now dried up and the unknown sadness with it. All that coursed through me now was the strong feeling of want.
Sebastian eventually pulled away from my lips, panting heavily, just like I had too.
"You are one confusing person, Phoenix Ackerman."
He was about to let me go and walk away when I gripped at his wrist and pulled him close to me again. He looked down and raised a brow before chuckling and saying, "Very confusing."
With that his lips were on mine again and his hands gripped at the back of my thighs. He began to lead me towards my bed before setting me down gently and then he removed his lips from mine, straightened and shrugged his shirt off his body. For a moment I just stared up at him, mesmerised by its absolute beauty.
Slowly he began leaning back down, now hovering himself, on his hands, over me. I couldn't take my eyes off of his and lost myself in their pale blueness. The excitement within me was unfathomable and as he leaned into the crook of my neck, I found myself holding my breath. He softly kissed against the mark he'd made, and I exhaled the breath I'd been holding in a soft moan, making him chuckle against my skin.
"The others can think you belong to them, but this mark proves just how mine you are," he whispered before laying more wet kisses against my neck. My hands began to wander along the cool skin of his bare back, feeling his muscles flex and ripple under my fingers as he moved. This was pure ecstasy, having Sebastian so close to me.
Eventually his lips made their way back to mine. The taste of his tongue against mine was sweet and decadently addictive. I just wanted to breathe him in. I wanted all of him to suffocate me to the point where all I knew was his touch, his breath, the feeling of his lips against mine.
His hands began to roam my body, softly caressing at my arms, tracing past my chest, down my stomach and then they halted when they reached the waistband of my jeans. I gasped as his hands slid under my shirt and began teasing the skin under the waistband.
"S-Sebastian," I huffed out as his lips left mine.
He looked down at me and smiled. "Phoenix... I can't stop myself anymore," He uttered before hungrily claiming my lips again and then unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans. I couldn't stop either and I felt my claws begin to scratch against his back. Sebastian was just about to slip his hands in my jeans when suddenly the sound of knocking at the door was heard.
"Phoenix!" It was Alice.
"Just ignore her, she'll go away." Sebastian said.
I really wanted to ignore her. I wanted nothing more than to let Sebastian take me right here, right now. But I knew Alice, and eventually, she'd break down that door to get inside.
"We can't..." I panted, pushing at Sebastian's shoulders so that I could get up from under him. But he didn't move. Instead, he grabbed at my hands and pinned them against the bed with a low, threatening growl. His eyes were now throbbing a bright red and his fangs were out.
I sighed and shook my head. "Sebastian, Alice *will* come in whether I give her permission to or not. Now please, could you get off of me... we can finish this another time."
Sebastian gave out a long sigh of disappointment, but eventually got off of me. "That stupid wolf ruined the mood," he grunted, grabbing his shirt and heading for the door. I was about to call after him to tell him to put it on already, but by then he'd already opened the door, stunning Alice with his shirtlessness.
"I-" Alice stumbled. I would have too if I were her. Sebastian paused at the door and Alice raked her eyes over his body. He then turned his head back towards me, glanced down and said, with a smug smile, "Your fly is open." With that he left, with a proud smile on his face.
----
Stay safe, stay healthy, sending my love!