sebastian

Some changes occur suddenly like a brilliant flash of lightning striking across a dark sky. These changes are stunning, exciting but can be quickly forgotten. Other changes happen slowly, gradually, like a flower blooming in early spring, each day unfurling its petals another fraction of an inch towards the warm, nurturing sun. These changes are as inevitable as nature running its course; they__e meant to be.

Ah, Evie,_ she heard him say softly, __ must have a heart, after all_because right now it aches like the devil.___nly your heart?_ she asked ingenuously, making him laugh.He lowered her to the bed, his eyes sparkling wickedly. __lso a few other things,_ he conceded. __nd as my wife, it__ your duty to ease all my aches.

I've missed you, Sebastian.""Have you, love?" He unfastened the buttons of her robe, the light eyes glittering with heat as her skin was revealed. "What part did you miss the most?""Your mind," she said, and smiled at his expression."I was hoping for a far more depraved answer than that.""Your mind is depraved," she told him solemnly.He gave a husky laugh. "True.

As my intimacy with his family grew, I became part of the world which he sought to escape; I became one of the bonds which held him.

Sebastian just smiled. __ could hear your heart beating,_ he said softly. __hen you were watching me with Valentine. Did it bother you?___hat you seem to be dating my dad?_ Jace shrugged. "You__e a little young for him, to be honest.___hat?_ For the first time since Jace had met him, Sebastian seemed flabbergasted.

Sebastian grinned into his drink. Rules. He loved rules. They were so much fun to break.

What wonder will I accomplish today? And how will it tie in to tomorrow and tomorrow, so that I may live as the hero I want to be? And today how will I seek and find the opportunity that scares me? An opportunity that has me harness some elements within that I may cross over the bridge into the other side of my existence; the one that__ begging to be unsettled, that greets the morning before the sun with a ferocious will to rise up, to inspire, to create laughter and tears from the uncovering of the magical self and the relief that I have given in to the excitingly scary, omega point pull to evolve.

I'm simpley one hell of a butler.

If my wife finds comfort in trite Gispy homilies, I have no objection to your offering them. However, if you ever kiss her again, no matter how platonic the fashion, I'll make a eunuch of you.

If it could only be like this always _ always summer, always alone, the fruit always ripe and Aloysius in a good temper...

He buried his hands in the rich velvet of her hair. __ thought I__ die for wanting you.