by Sian Ceinwen
“I’ll kiss them better for you.” He winked at her as the elevator arrived at his floor, and the doors opened.
“How very kind and caring of you,”
They left the elevator and made their way toward his bedroom, with Sebastian wheeling her luggage for her.
“Did my lover not tell you how kind and caring I am already?” Sebastian grinned.
“She did. Several times, actually.” Heather and Lita had been texting a lot since Lita had decided to keep the baby. “I told her I need to see it for myself before I’ll believe it.”
He put her luggage in his closet, then came over to her and lifted her top over her head.
“Yup, definitely bigger,” he grinned.
“Well, aren’t you a lucky boy?” Lita rolled her eyes at him.
“The luckiest,” he agreed.
He was looking at her in a way she had started to recognize as the beginning of a very long sex session, but the sight of the bed in front of her had made her realize just how tired she was feeling right now. It was midnight here, which meant it was only ten in Seattle, but Lita had to go to bed by nine most nights now.
“Seb, I really want to have sex with you, but I’m so tired I might pass out,” she sighed.
“Oh, princess”—he gave her a kind smile—“We’ve got all weekend for sex. I’m not offended.”
“Who would’ve thought that growing an entire human being inside you could be so tiring, huh?” she laughed.
“Crazy.”
Lita took the rest of her clothes off and put them on a chair at the side of the room, then climbed into his bed. He slipped off his pants, turned off the lights, and got into bed with her. Sebastian wrapped his arms around her and placed one of his hands on her stomach.
“Wow, Lita, your belly’s gotten bigger,” he said softly.
“I know. It looks like I’ve just started eating too much pasta, but if you know I’m pregnant, it’s kind of obvious. Becky’s noticed this week as well,” Lita told him.
“Are you nervous about tomorrow?” he asked her.
“If you’re asking whether or not I’m nervous about rocking up to the house of people I’ve never met and saying, ‘I’m the groupie that’s pregnant with your bello’s baby!’, then yes, yes I am.”
He chuckled, and she felt the sound—deep and rhythmic—reverberate against her back.
“You’ll be fine, Lita. They’ll probably love you. An Italian princess for their baby boy, with a good, Italian name. How do you think I feel about meeting your family next weekend? Hi, I’m Sebastian Fox; I knocked up your bella. Oh, yes, I am a rock star. You’ve heard of me? All good things, I’m sure. No, they’re not all good? Oh. I’ll see myself out now.” He groaned. “It’s going to be great.”
“How can two thirty-year-old adults be so scared of their parents?” Lita laughed.
“Hey, I’m only twenty-nine!” Sebastian protested.
“You’ll be thirty by the time the baby is born.”
“Oh, do you want to come to my party?” he asked her.
Lita was taken aback by the question. “Um, I guess? Is it going to be huge?”
“Yeah, probably bigger than Harrison’s and Gabriel’s because I’m better than them, you know.” Lita could hear the amusement in his voice.
“How come Hayden didn’t have a big party?” Lita asked him.
“Concerned your favorite band member didn’t have a good time on his big day?” Sebastian laughed.
“Very funny.” Lita rolled her eyes.
“We were out at Galena recording Games We Play,” he told her.
“I was just curious. That’s what we thought, but everyone wondered.”
“We all got really drunk and played poker,” Sebastian said, then laughed. “Harrison paid me ten thousand dollars to go fuck Heather.”
“What?” Lita burst out laughing, then rolled over so she could kind of see his face in the darkness. “You need to explain that.”
“Well, we made a rule that the first person to leave the poker game had to pay a fine unless they were knocked out legitimately,” he grinned. “Heather arrived late, sat on his lap, and worked him into a sweat. Eventually, he gave in and paid the fine so they could leave.”
“You guys are insane,” Lita said, then she sobered. “You also have so much money.”
“Most people see that as a good thing for their baby’s father, princess,” he said quietly.
“When I first found out I was pregnant, Becky told me if I had the baby, I wouldn’t have to worry about money.” She felt him stiffen. “I told her that was disgusting, and I wouldn’t hold you to ransom. She did say she didn’t mean I should do that, just that you'd have an obligation to provide for the baby, and I said I’d never heard of a better case for ending the pregnancy. I really don’t want your money, Seb.”
“I know, princess.” He kissed her, but it wasn’t like his usual kisses; it was soft and tender. “I hate myself for the way I treated you when the condom broke. That, and the comment about getting my checkbook when you told me you hadn’t decided yet. Of all the women I’ve slept with”—Lita stiffened involuntarily, then softened at his next words—“I’m glad the condom broke with you.”
“Thanks, I think.” Lita yawned as she finished her reply.
“Sleep, princess,” he told her. “We’ve got two whole days to talk.”
On Saturday morning, Lita woke to find the room was completely bright, and she was alone in the bed. She grabbed her phone off the bedside table and saw it was already after nine. It was early in Seattle, but she’d slept in here.
Lita got up and considered not putting on clothes to find Sebastian but remembered her previous experience with Daryl and decided not to risk it. She grabbed a pair of shorts and a top out of her suitcase and threw them on.
She walked out into the living area to find Sebastian alone on the sofa, wearing the sweatpants from last night and looking as sexy as ever. He was playing a video game on one of the consoles that were hooked up to the entertainment system.
“Ooh, I love this one,” she told him.
“Hey there, programmer lady, is this some of your handiwork?” He glanced up at her before looking back at the screen.
“Nah, not even my company. I finished my first run-through of this in a day, though,” she grinned.
Sebastian paused the game and stared at her. “No fucking way. How?”
“No side quests. I always try to get through the main storyline first, then go back and finish the game to completion after that.” She smiled at him.
Sebastian got up off the sofa, came over to her, and wrapped his arms around her waist before saying huskily, “Speaking of finishing to completion…”
“Do we have time? It’s after nine,” she told him.
“Lolita Ciccone, I always have time for kind of epic sex,” he smirked at her. “But, yes, we probably don’t have to leave for another two hours or so. Are you hungry, though? You need to eat breakfast; want to do it before or after?”
Lita laughed. “I can wait. Besides, I’m not sure if our sex life can withstand me puking an entire breakfast up on your face mid-orgasm.”
“I have to say, that’s not the most attractive thing I can think of.”
Sebastian laughed, then linked his hand with hers and led her back to the bedroom, stroking her skin with his thumb as he did.
Lita took her clothes back off while Sebastian removed the sweatpants, and she walked over to him and knelt in front of him as she asked, “Got your timer ready?”
Sebastian grinned, then walked over to the side of the bed he’d slept on, grabbed his phone, and walked back to her. “Okay, princess, give it your best shot.”
Lita took him in her mouth, and she was doing well at first until he started to get harder. It wasn’t long at all after he’d reached a full erection that her jaw started to ache. She kept going, taking him as far into her mouth as she could manage and sliding back and forth on him, and he groaned. Her
jaw was starting to hurt, so she took him out of her mouth, kissed the tip of his cock, and sighed. “That was nowhere near ten minutes, was it?”
“Sorry, princess, not even close.” He turned his phone to show her the screen where it displayed the time, four minutes and twelve seconds. “Good try, though. It’s thoroughly enjoyable to watch you attempt it.”
Sebastian grabbed her hand and pulled her up to a stand before taking her over to the bed. They got into the bed together, and he began kissing her while exploring her body with his hands. His hard erection was pressed against Lita, and she ached to have him inside of her.
After they’d been making out for a while, Sebastian finally reached his hand between her legs so he could finger her until she had an orgasm.
“I love watching you come for me, princess,” he smiled.
“It’s a good show, is it?” she laughed.
“The best. Your body is so responsive, and you’re lots of fun to play with.”
“Well, thanks, but now if you could take that perfect cock of yours and fuck me, I’d really appreciate it,” she winked at him.
“With pleasure,” he said as she lay on her back and he braced his torso over her.
Sebastian placed his right knee between her legs and pushed her left leg out before putting his left knee on the inside of her right leg and pushed that leg out too, so her legs were spread for him.
Then, he just looked at her for a minute. Lita had gotten used to him doing this, but she was curious about it. “Why do you do that, Seb?”
“Do what?”
“Look at me like that, instead of just fucking me,” she shrugged.
Sebastian laughed, and it was a sexy, lust-filled laugh. “I like this view, princess; you can’t blame a man for wanting to appreciate fine art.”
“You are the most weirdly sexual creature I’ve ever come across, Sebastian Fox.” She shook her head in amusement.
“Indeed. Now, shh, I’m trying to appreciate this artwork before I partake of the pleasure it offers me.”
Lita would normally hate being told to be quiet by a man, but the things he was saying to her were so wildly erotic she fell into silence and just waited eagerly for him to enter her. When he did, it felt amazing, and Lita realized she’d missed him over the last two weeks.
Her sex drive had been higher than ever since she’d gotten pregnant, not to mention the sex with Sebastian was just so good she would always want as much of it as she could get. He began to move in and out of her, painfully slowly.
Lita had gotten used to this; Sebastian liked to take his time when they had sex. Her concern the first night that he might be a selfish lover was unfounded; he seemed to focus on her enjoyment as much as his own when they were in bed together. Sure enough, he reached between them to rub her clit while he moved back and forth, not changing his pace until she had moaned his name loudly.
After that, he gripped her hips and increased the speed of his thrusting until she felt his cock spasm, and he came inside her. Sebastian collapsed on top of her, and the weight of him was slightly uncomfortable, whilst also being enjoyable. His breathing was ragged and hot against her neck. Then he rolled off her and Lita could breathe easily again.
“As usual, that was kind of epic,” he said.
“The day it isn’t kind of epic is probably the day we should stop,” she laughed.
“True. All right, we’d better shower and get ready, so you have time to eat something before we leave.”
He took her hand and led her into his bathroom. It was such an incredibly different experience from the last time she’d been in his apartment. Lita had noticed then he had a double shower, but Sebastian only turned one of the shower heads on, then stood back and allowed her to wash herself.
It was odd to be watched while she showered, and Lita said to him, “You’re such a pervert, just watching me.”
Sebastian was leaning against the shower wall, completely at ease with being naked and watching her clean herself. He laughed at her comment, “Did you ever think I wasn’t a pervert, princess?”
When she was finished, Lita switched places with him and decided to return the favor and watch him shower. Sebastian just smiled wickedly at her and proceeded to wash himself, not seeming to care at all about having an audience.
“I feel like you’re taking longer with that thing than necessary,” Lita said when he spent an inordinate amount of time stroking his cock.
“Good genital hygiene is paramount, princess.”
He winked at her but moved on to cleaning the rest of himself before turning off the shower and opening the glass door to get out. Sebastian passed her one of the fluffy towels and then wrapped another of them around his own waist. They went back into his bedroom and got dressed, both wearing jeans and t-shirts, with Lita choosing to wear her Converse chucks. She was determined to be as comfortable as possible for what she was facing.
They made their way out to his kitchen, where Sebastian invited Lita to sit on a stool at his kitchen bench, which she did.
“Now, my culinary skill extends to basically making either toast or cereal,” he told her. “So, do either of those take your fancy?”
Lita laughed. “Your nonna must be so disappointed, Sebastian. I’ll take toast with peanut butter and pray it stays down.”
“Want a coffee or something?” he asked.
“I’m trying to drink less caffeine while I’m pregnant. It’s normally the only way I can function too! Do you have juice?”
“Sure, princess.” He smiled and got her the food she’d requested. He took it over to where he’d been sitting and playing the game earlier, then set it down on the coffee table for her. “You can give me tips.”
“Sure,” she laughed.
Lita ate the food while Sebastian played the game, and she gave him instructions now and again when he got stuck. He’d been playing for about a quarter of an hour when his phone rang.
“Hey, Hayden,” Sebastian said, reaching to answer it.
He went silent while Hayden talked, and Lita saw his expression cloud over.
“Why am I only finding this out now?”
Sebastian listened again and then sighed.
“Sure, Hayden. If you want to. You know my thoughts, but whatever. Bring him with you if that’s what you want to do.”
Sebastian shook his head, and their conversation lasted a minute longer before it ended. He dropped his phone heavily on the table and rolled his eyes.
“Remember Blake Stirling?” he asked Lita.
“Um, sure? Douchebag to end all douchebags.” Lita laughed.
“Well, look forward to an afternoon with that douchebag. Apparently, he and Hayden are back together.” Sebastian rolled his eyes.
Lita screwed up her face. “Ugh. Since when?”
“Recently, apparently. Anyway”—he picked up the controller and started the game again—“basically, fuck our weekend.”
When it was time to leave, Sebastian saved the game and turned off the entertainment system. Lita’s nerves were returning, and so was the nausea, now she’d eaten. She grabbed an emesis bag from her luggage before they left. They’d been a lifesaver for her over the last six weeks since the morning sickness had gotten really bad. Mostly, she didn’t actually vomit, but just felt like it a lot of the time.
They took the elevator down to the parking garage underneath the building, and Lita followed Sebastian to a sleek, red sports car.
“Of course; your Ferrari.” Lita rolled her eyes. She’d seen pictures online of him driving this car, and it was slightly surreal to be getting into it now.
“Only the best, princess,” he grinned as he opened the passenger door for her to slide in.
It was a low drop into the car’s seat, and once Sebastian had taken his position in the driver’s seat, she said, “If I come to see you again when I’ve got a massive bump, there’s no way I’ll be able to get in or out of this thing.”
“It’s all good, princess; I’v
e got other cars. You can take your pick,” he laughed.
Lita wrinkled her nose at the thought of someone owning multiple cars. Especially if they were anywhere near as expensive as the one she was sitting in right now. They pulled up to the entrance of the parking garage and Sebastian sighed as he swiped his key card for them to exit.
“You’ll probably want to hide your face, princess; there’s usually someone hanging around.”
Lita dropped her head and let her long, brown hair fall around her face while she stared down at her lap. After a minute, Sebastian told her she could sit up again. When she did, he reached over and linked his hand with hers and began stroking her skin with his thumb.
“This is the most fucking weird thing ever,” she told him.
“The paparazzi?” he asked her.
“That too, but no, I meant this whole thing. At the beginning of the year, I was looking at pictures of you and Heather together in this car and taking part in discussions online about what it all meant. Now, I’m leaving your apartment in this car, and people will be discussing online about what it all means.
“But this time, I know what it all means. It means I’m pregnant and having your baby, except I don’t want people to sit around discussing me like that. So now I feel bad for all the times I’ve speculated about your lives, as it’s kind of shitty.”
Sebastian looked over at her and gave her an odd smile. “If people didn’t sit around speculating about us, we wouldn’t have the life we have. Like I said the night we met, princess, it’s the price of fame. We accepted that price when we sought out this life, and having people talk about us isn’t the worst thing that’s happened to us.” He paused for a second, then asked her, “What do the fans know about the night we were drugged?”
Lita was surprised by this question. “What do you mean?”
“From what you all know, why were we drugged?” he asked her.
“No one could really figure it out. There’s a lot of theories, and some idiots insist it’s bullshit to cover up Harrison having an affair.” She shrugged.
“What’s your best guess?” he asked her.
“Well, it was Willful Poisoning, and Harrison said you were specifically targeted. It was GHB. I don’t know why someone would want to get you high.”
