Sebastian's Solace-[open.to.all]

[Sebastian Morter]

Sebastian walked past the wall, a scrunched piece of paper in his hand. Something caught his eye and he turned around, squinting as he realised a door had appeared. His fist curled, trying to control his anger.This effing school wants to make me insane as well.

He walked slowly towards the door, curiosly interested but resigned as to what was behind the door. His hand reached out, but something prevented him from opening it straight-away. His fingertips brushed the brass, a chill running up his spine. Memories flooding his vision, he opened the door on impulse trying to rid himself of the horror.

A large Steinway grand piano stood in the middle of the room. Sebastian winced, his breathing increasing to a quick pace. Suddenly he lunged towards the piano, slipping into the seat. He was basically panting now, slowly he reached out his mind locking into place a lullaby by Brahms, but it didn't seem fitting. His anger was bubbling over now, despite all his calming words to himself. His fingers reached the ivories almost caressing them. He wanted to cry, but his anger supressed any other emotion. Sebastian wanted more than anything to go back to Durmstrang.

He hated being the odd child out, with everyone gawking at him, saying hello. One person stood out, the girl in the library. Sebastian's anger evaporated and his fingers settled on the keys. He couldn't even remember the last time he'd played but the song was clear in his mind. His fingers began moving across the keys in an almost haphazard fashion but the song was a sweet melody, a lilting sweet tune, Sebastian closed his eyes letting the music take him on a journey.

He remembered the song by heart, his favourite, his mother's favourite when she had been more motherly. He remembered her composing it, sitting at the piano for hours before even talking or eating anything. Sebastian wished he had some paper, and a pen. Already chordal progressions and melodies in his head. He sighed, knowing he'd have to trek to the dungeons first when beside him appeared some paper. Sebastian frowned, it was like the room was built to give you anything you required.

His pen flowed easily on the page, constructing lines of lilting melody. Anything to distract him from reality. To pull him away from what was there.

[Sebastian Morter]

Sebastian stood at the door, fascinated at the door. Everytime he thought of something different it changed. But he wanted his room, afteral he'd left the copy of the song in there. The door changed back to the brassy, stylish cherade and he entered, relief filing him as he saw the shiny grand in the middle.

Walking over his eyes, gazed over the title-less piece of music. It needed a name. The piece after-all was inspired by someone, but Sebastian didn't realise that. Sitting down a little tiredly he put it on the stand eyes moving across the piece to find any mistakes.

He placed his hands on the jeys, fingers moving silently as the melody played in his head. He frowned, and turned the music to the first page, beginning to play the first movement with sweet serenade. He smiled softly as he got to the 2nd movement, the music changing to a more angry rondo. By the time he'd finished inspiration had dawned, the music had a title.
Love by Sebastian Morter

[Sebastian Morter]

Sebastian had been pulling Krys up the stairs, slightly out of breath as he reached the door.
"Ok..you said you wanted to be normal for one night.....that's what you'll get." He smirked, covering her eyes. The door appeared, as he knew it would and he opened it gently hoping it wouldn't make too much noise. Pulling her inside he sat her down.
"Now no peeking till I say so" He grinned knowing she would, and shrugged off his tie, tieing it messily around her eyes. When he was done, he too closed his eyes, imagining what he wanted to see. When he opened his eyes, he chuckled. A large music player and a dance floor. He pressed the on button on the player, a soft waltz starting.
"Now...love. You can be normal" He whispered softly in her ear. Slipping off the blindfold, he pulled her to her feet and onto the dance floor. "Your wish is my command my lady. It was the least I could do for you" He pulled her closer, placing his hands on her waist. He bent down, kissing her slowly, lingeringly and altogether lovingly. And boy, did he love her.

[Krysta Hedwig]

Krysta was almost out of breath from laughing when they reached the 7th floor corridor. She looked at Sebastian questioningly, wondering what he had planned.
"Hey!" she siad in surprise as he covered her eyes, but she couldn't help chuckling. "What ae you upto?" she asked suspiciously as he pulled her into the room of requirement. "I won't peek, I swear." she insisted and laughed as he tied his tie over her eyes. She reached up to adjust it more comfortably, dying to see what the room would become.
She heard a soft click and then music filled her ears; a soft waltz. A smile touched her lips and she suddenly had a clue as to what his plan was. She shivered as he whispered in her ear and suddenly her blindfold was removed. She opened her eyes and looked at the room around her.

"Oh Sebastian." she breathed, her hand flying to her chest. She bit her lower lip softly and looked up at him. "It's perfect." she told him quietly. As he pulled her to his feet she laughed softly and let him pull her into a dance position. As his hands slid to her waist and he leant down towards her she closed her eyes. The kiss was indescribable. So soft and loving. She returned it gently.
"I don't know what to say." she said, gazing into his eyes. "I love it. Thank you." She rested her head on his shoulder and sighed.
It was exactly what she needed. How did he know? He aways knew how to make her feel better. She didn't deserve him. He was so giving and selfless. She didn't know how he put up with all the crap that seemed to follow her about. She wrapped her arms more tightly around him and breathed in his scent.

It was like there were so many things she needed to say to him: about Kelly, about Dara...she hadn't even told him everything about the Morlock yet. And yet here in this room none of it seemed important. She sighed and closed her eyes as they began to dance and all the drama seemed to drift away. She began to feel peace for the first time in weeks. And in the new peaceful silence she felt something else. It was only for a second and then it was gone. A small pulse of energy inside her made itself known and she faltered. And then silence. She brushed it off and softly kissed Sebastian's neck. She sighed again.
"I love you."

[dani]

Nov 26, 2008 23:16:50 GMT 8 Krysta Hedwig said:

Krysta was almost out of breath from laughing when they reached the 7th floor corridor. She looked at Sebastian questioningly, wondering what he had planned.
"Hey!" she siad in surprise as he covered her eyes, but she couldn't help chuckling. "What ae you upto?" she asked suspiciously as he pulled her into the room of requirement. "I won't peek, I swear." she insisted and laughed as he tied his tie over her eyes. She reached up to adjust it more comfortably, dying to see what the room would become.
She heard a soft click and then music filled her ears; a soft waltz. A smile touched her lips and she suddenly had a clue as to what his plan was. She shivered as he whispered in her ear and suddenly her blindfold was removed. She opened her eyes and looked at the room around her.

"Oh Sebastian." she breathed, her hand flying to her chest. She bit her lower lip softly and looked up at him. "It's perfect." she told him quietly. As he pulled her to his feet she laughed softly and let him pull her into a dance position. As his hands slid to her waist and he leant down towards her she closed her eyes. The kiss was indescribable. So soft and loving. She returned it gently.
"I don't know what to say." she said, gazing into his eyes. "I love it. Thank you." She rested her head on his shoulder and sighed.
It was exactly what she needed. How did he know? He aways knew how to make her feel better. She didn't deserve him. He was so giving and selfless. She didn't know how he put up with all the crap that seemed to follow her about. She wrapped her arms more tightly around him and breathed in his scent.

It was like there were so many things she needed to say to him: about Kelly, about Dara...she hadn't even told him everything about the Morlock yet. And yet here in this room none of it seemed important. She sighed and closed her eyes as they began to dance and all the drama seemed to drift away. She began to feel peace for the first time in weeks. And in the new peaceful silence she felt something else. It was only for a second and then it was gone. A small pulse of energy inside her made itself known and she faltered. And then silence. She brushed it off and softly kissed Sebastian's neck. She sighed again.
"I love you."

Sebastian smiled, resting slightly on her lips. Pulling her towards him he shrugged, "Just listen" He said softly feeling the music.
He knew there were so many things she wanted to say to her, and yet he didn't really want her to tell him.
"No thank you" He muttered softly, kissing her hair, the floral scent totally mesmerizing. He looked up, as he felt her inner calm. He was never as good at reading her as she was him. He stil found it unbelievable that she was with him. He smiled to himself, moving to the music.
"What we need is champagne" He said with a smirk, "Or punch..." He said slyly.

[Krysta Hedwig]

Nov 27, 2008 18:49:07 GMT 8 @dani said:

Sebastian smiled, resting slightly on her lips. Pulling her towards him he shrugged, "Just listen" He said softly feeling the music.
He knew there were so many things she wanted to say to him, and yet he didn't really want her to tell him.
"No thank you" He muttered softly, kissing her hair, the floral scent totally mesmerizing. He looked up, as he felt her inner calm. He was never as good at reading her as she was him. He stil found it unbelievable that she was with him. He smiled to himself, moving to the music.
"What we need is champagne" He said with a smirk, "Or punch..." He said slyly.

She sighed deeply. They so rarely had time together like this where they could just be quiet and peaceful and enjoy each other's company. She did as he asked and fell silent, just enjoying the music and the closeness of him.
She smiled as he kissed her hair and she felt him breathing in its scent. He always did that.
"Champagne?" she asked, lifting her head to look at him, a sparkle in her eye. Her nose wrinkled up at the mention of punch. "Champagne would be nice." she said decidedly. She looked over to the sideboard and smiled when an icebucket appeared containing a bottle of Moet and beside it two long-stem crystal glasses materialised.
"Mmm." she murmured playfully. "I love this room."

[Sebastian Morter]

He smiled, pulling her even closer. He couldn't bear to tell her what he would do if he had to leave her. He just couldn't fatthom it. It seemed like it could only happen in some sort of a cruel world, he just couldn't imagine not having her in his arms. Or in the arms of another. He closed his eyes, refusing to let his imagination run away from him. True he had not thought about the future, but he could not see it without Krys.

He smirked softly as his hands dropped to rest against the small of her back. "Champagne it is" He followed her gaze and chuckled. "Yes, I s'pose this room does have it's perks." Lifting her chin, he kissed her, unable to resist. One hand lifted to her hair, tangling in the midnight strands. In a sudden burst of passion, he pressed her against him, his hands sprawling over her's as his lips caressed her's in a deep, loving kiss

[Krysta Hedwig]

She sighed as he pulled her tightly against him. It was like he was afraid that she would disappear if he didn't cling on to her. She buried her face in his neck and wrapped her arms tightly around his back. She suddenly felt the need to reassure him, though she couldn't explain why.
"I'll never leave you." she murmured. "I'll never stop loving you." she assured him softly. And it was not some childish notion, young love at it's most naive. No it was far deeper than that. One thing Kysta knew well was emotions and she knew that her love for him was ingrained so deeply into her that she knew it would be a part of her forever.
It was easy to say things like 'always' or 'never' when the inent is so strong and heartfelt. But intents change. Krysta knew that. She was no fool. But somehow she knew that her words would always stand the test of time.

She looked into his eyes as he lifted her chin. She closed her eyes as he leaned into kiss her, a soft whimper escaping her throat as his lips touched hers. A tingling began in her stomach and her skin broke out in goosebumps.
She gasped as Sebastian suddenly pressed her body hard against his and she couldn't hold back the moan as he deepened the kiss. She returned it almost desperately, her need for him increasing instantly. Sebastian was the key and catalyst to her passion.
His hands enveloped hers and she shivered. How did he do this to her?
His taste, the flavour of his skin, the soft wetness of his mouth; it made her body melt. She couldn't help it.
Her hand broke free from his to travel up his back and her fingers ran hungrily through his hair. Each time his tongue moved over hers she shivered and the tingling in her stomach swelled, her passion now completely invoked.

[Sebastian Morter]

Sebastian knew it well, but he couldn't describe how suddenly it was like his whole world would fall apart. All the perfection in the world and now, there were so many if's and but's and things that could break it all. He nodded solemly, hugging her tightly to him. Again 'that' smell. He could pin-point it now, lilacs and a subtle smell of honey. The same fragrance he smelt ever time he went near Amortentia.

He smirked darkly, kissing her softly despite his sudden need for her. Smiling, he shivered as her hand ran up his back. Goosbumps replacing her palms. He deepened the kiss, as his hand moved up her side. He closed his eyes momentarily, as her fingers ran through his hair. The passionate fire with in him suddenly erupting. He explored her mouth, the sweet taste of her arousing. He reached up to her hair, the up-do looked fantastic, but he preferred her wild, and down. His hand sweeped across it and it the black masses fell to her waist. His hands entangling in the darkness, his kissed slowly down her neck.

[Krysta Hedwig]

A secret smile spread across her face as he breathed in the scent of her hair and her own hand ran through his lovingly. She'd felt his fears of the future and wanted to reassure him. She never wanted to be without him. Somehow the world just wouldn't meake any sense or mean anything without him.

She saw the dark smile spread across his face and hers mirrored it. She chuckled softly and deeply. They were insatiable when they were together. She sighed as he deepened the kiss further and the sigh became a moan as her tongue slid slowly over his.
As her hair suddenly tumbled down her back she opened her eyes in surprise.
"Do you have any idea how long that took me?" she asked in a deep, teasing tone. She fell silent and gasped in ecstasy as his lips trailed down her neck. She shivered at the sensation he was causing on her sensitive skin. Her neck was so sensitive, especially to Sebastian. She chewed her bottom lip to stop herself moaning, but her arousal had been awoken now.
"I thought you brought me here to dance." she reproached him mockingly. Whilst one hand reamined on the back of his neck, her fingers playing with his hair, the other hand moved down his back once more and over his ass, squeezing it softly.

[Sebastian Morter]

Dec 2, 2008 21:15:36 GMT 8 Krysta Hedwig said:

A secret smile spread across her face as he breathed in the scent of her hair and her own hand ran through his lovingly. She'd felt his fears of the future and wanted to reassure him. She never wanted to be without him. Somehow the world just wouldn't meake any sense or mean anything without him.

She saw the dark smile spread across his face and hers mirrored it. She chuckled softly and deeply. They were insatiable when they were together. She sighed as he deepened the kiss further and the sigh became a moan as her tongue slid slowly over his.
As her hair suddenly tumbled down her back she opened her eyes in surprise.
"Do you have any idea how long that took me?" she asked in a deep, teasing tone. She fell silent and gasped in ecstasy as his lips trailed down her neck. She shivered at the sensation he was causing on her sensitive skin. Her neck was so sensitive, especially to Sebastian. She chewed her bottom lip to stop herself moaning, but her arousal had been awoken now.
"I thought you brought me here to dance." she reproached him mockingly. Whilst one hand reamined on the back of his neck, her fingers playing with his hair, the other hand moved down his back once more and over his ass, squeezing it softly.

Sebastian smirked, his fingers lovingly running through the strands. He brushed his lips softly over the senstive skin, achieving the wanted effect as he felt her shiver. He looked up, softly pulling her lip out with a kiss.
"This is what normal teenagers do" He said feigning suprise at her notion. As his hand slid down his back, he watched her darkly, his hand moving up her dress.
"If you'd like to dance" He swung into a deep drop her hair spread on the floor. He smirked, "Your wish shall be obeyed, of course" He pulled her back up, holding him tight to his chest, his hand slid tantalizingly towards her clasp.
"Your choice, madam" He bowed, smirking awfully.

[Krysta Hedwig]

She gasped as he swung her low and she felt herself fall backwards, held securely in his arms. Then she giggled. It was so corny, but it was also adorable. She inhaled sharply as he pulled her back up again and pressed her against his body. Their faces were close enough that their noses touched lightly. She looked into his eyes and saw the fire there as he asked her to make her choice. She knew what he wanted. And she knew what she wanted. But part of her felt like milking it for all it was worth.
"Hmmm." she said thoughtfully, tapping her chin with one finger. "Decisions, decisons." she murmured to herself. She looked over at the table again. "You know a drink may help me decide." she hinted, looking at the champagne that still awaited them.

[Sebastian Morter]

Dec 4, 2008 18:16:49 GMT 8 Krysta Hedwig said:

She gasped as he swung her low and she felt herself fall backwards, held securely in his arms. Then she giggled. It was so corny, but it was also adorable. She inhaled sharply as he pulled her back up again and pressed her against his body. Their faces were close enough that their noses touched lightly. She looked into his eyes and saw the fire there as he asked her to make her choice. She knew what he wanted. And she knew what she wanted. But part of her felt like milking it for all it was worth.
"Hmmm." she said thoughtfully, tapping her chin with one finger. "Decisions, decisons." she murmured to herself. She looked over at the table again. "You know a drink may help me decide." she hinted, looking at the champagne that still awaited them.

Sebastian smirked darkly, watching the decisions made behind her calculating eyes. He chuckled and looked non-pulsed. "Champagne?" He asked walking over and opening the bottle with his hand. He reached over, pouring the glasses.
"Madam" He murmured raising his glass. He inclined his head and spoke, "To your decisions"

[Krysta Hedwig]

She smiled with amusement as she watched cross over to the surface and open the champagne. She was glad he had the decorum to open it properly and not let it foam everywhere. He had more class than that. She watched him pour the sparkling gold liquid into the crystal glasses and accepted the one her offered her. She smiled genuinekly at the toast he made and lifted her glass to his, clinking it softly.
"Cheers." she replied.

The bubbles instantly hit her nose and she wrinkled it up a little, then smiled. It was perfectly chilled. She watched Sebastian closely. She'd already made her deciusion. She made it the moment he kissed her. But she enjoyed this game.
She stepped forward and kissed him, tasting the champagne on his lips. Her eyes fell over his shoulder and saw, with a glint in her eye, the large, comfortable chair that had appeared behind him.
Moving forward, right up to him she gently pushed him back until his calfs hit the set of the chair and then she carefully pushed him down into a sitting position. She took another sip of her champagne and looked down at him with a faux innocent expression. She ran her free hand across her chest where the burgundy silk met her cleavage.
"Do you like my dress?" she asked.

[Sebastian Morter]

Dec 5, 2008 23:34:09 GMT 8 Krysta Hedwig said:

She smiled with amusement as she watched cross over to the surface and open the champagne. She was glad he had the decorum to open it properly and not let it foam everywhere. He had more class than that. She watched him pour the sparkling gold liquid into the crystal glasses and accepted the one her offered her. She smiled genuinekly at the toast he made and lifted her glass to his, clinking it softly.
"Cheers." she replied.

The bubbles instantly hit her nose and she wrinkled it up a little, then smiled. It was perfectly chilled. She watched Sebastian closely. She'd already made her deciusion. She made it the moment he kissed her. But she enjoyed this game.
She stepped forward and kissed him, tasting the champagne on his lips. Her eyes fell over his shoulder and saw, with a glint in her eye, the large, comfortable chair that had appeared behind him.
Moving forward, right up to him she gently pushed him back until his calfs hit the set of the chair and then she carefully pushed him down into a sitting position. She took another sip of her champagne and looked down at him with a faux innocent expression. She ran her free hand across her chest where the burgundy silk met her cleavage.
"Do you like my dress?" she asked.

Sebastian smiled, laughing as she crinkled her nose. He sipped slowly, waiting for her next move. Smirking as he kissed, he licked her lips tasting the fruity alchohol on her lips. Sebastian inhaled sharply, his back hitting the chair softly despite the fall. He closed his eyes, against her expression as if thinking.

He pulled her forward moving her hair out of the way and whispering softly, "I'd like it soo much better..." He stopped, just breathing down her neck, "If it wasn't there"