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I take another sip of my tea and then snuggle into him.

“I’m glad you’re there now.” I tell him. So many of our interactions make sense now. How he refused to look at or speak to me in the beginning. The way he’s been slowly warming up to me.

I lean back to look at his face, tracing a finger over his jaw before kissing him. It’s a gentle, simple touch of our lips. But I hope it conveys how I am feeling. I’m proud of him for opening up to me about that, it had to have been hard.

“We have work to do,” I tell him. Standing up and downing the rest of my tea.

We spend hours working in the studio together, and we get a lot of work done on the song.

We also decide that it’s just for us, that we don’t plan on releasing it. We can have this one thing between us that had nothing to do with the label.

I’m working on a few edits, but of course another wire has come loose somewhere. I know better than to ask Sebastian to fix it, so I climb under the desk myself.

“Is it responding?” I call up as Sebastian checks the levels.

“Yeah, it all looks good.” I turn to see his staring at my ass. What a perve…

I chuckle, turning around and kneeling in front of his legs. Sebastian groans at whatever he sees in my eyes.

“You look so good on your knees for me…” his voice trails off as he shifts in his chair and adjusts himself.

I reach forward, placing my hands on his knees and spreading them wide so I can slot between them. I slowly stroke up his thighs before I unbutton his jeans and take out his already stiffening cock.

Shifting closer, I lick him once from base to tip, my tongue tingling at the change in textures between his skin and scales. A tiny bead of pre-cum forms on the tip of his head and I suck it off, earning a groan from Sebastian above me. I continue sucking his head, my hands teaming up to stroke his length as I do.

Sebastian grips the arm rests on the chair tightly, holding himself back. I continue to tease him a bit longer, but he doesn’t allow me more than that. The chair scoots back as he reaches down and picks me up from the floor. He pulls me onto his lap, shoving my dress up and my panties aside. He sinks into me quickly and I have to cover my mouth to hold in my moan.

“You naughty girl,” he smacks my ass, holding tightly to not make a sound. “Do you think you can get away with teasing me like that?”

“Uh huh,” I nod with a smile curling my lips. I lift myself up and down on his cock, fucking myself on him.

He meets my every thrust before gripping my hips still and speeding up. He thrusts up into me, and I hold him tightly as I orgasm. It’s a quick relief, and he doesn’t cum as much this time.

Sebastian rolls the chair back, grabbing some napkins from the table and cleaning us both off before we make too much of a mess.

I cry out a little in disappointment as he lifts me off him to clean us both better. I wish I could keep him inside me forever.

Pushing my panties back into place, I pull my dress down again. Then I take my seat and continue where I left off on the song. I smile to myself, hoping that it drives him a little crazy.

It’s pretty late in the evening when we finish up in the Studio. The song is almost ready, it only needs the final touches now, but we’ll do that the next time we’re in.

I’m packing my things away in my purse when Sebastian leans over me, speaking in my ear.

“I don’t want to let you go, Flora…” He toys with my hair as he talks. “Will you come stay with me, tonight?”

“Two nights in a row?” I tease, knowing full well that I was about to ask him the same.

Chapter 21

The Monster side of the city looks similar in some ways, but so different in others. I’m able to see everything, seated in the front seat of Sebastian’s truck.

I can tell that we’re in a nice part of town. We’re currently driving through streets of pretty town houses, all with their own modifications. A selection have rooftop terraces, others have elaborate water features or fire pits.

Sebastian tells me that they are all a symbol for what type of Monster lives there.

He switches gear, his hand coming to rest on my thigh as we go down a bit of straight road. “And this is my place.” He squeezes my leg and lets go, turning into the drive of one of the town houses.

We pull right into a garage, the door closing behind us. I did catch a glimpse of the outside though. It was the biggest on the street, from what I had seen, three floors tall I think. Dark brown brick and an industrial looking black metal. This is all certainly a far cry from the bachelor pad apartment that I had been expecting.