Sebastian comes out of the bathroom whistling and goes back to bed, where Lois is sitting somewhat skeptically. As he lies down next to her, she sits up.

Sebastian: What are you thinking right now, baby?

Lois: How do you know I'm thinking?

Sebastian: That's easy. You draw your eyebrows together when you think. Come on, tell me what about.

Lois: I'm thinking about Lana.

Sebastian leans back and chugs.

Sebastian: What are you thinking about her?

Lois: How to get rid of her and ...

Sebastian: And what?

Lois: That I kind of feel sorry for her. I have to be very careful with her. This woman has been living in la-la land for seventeen years. From everything you have told me, she's living and breathing and waiting for the day she sees you, and now I have to keep you away from her. It's gonna cost her dearly. She could have a breakdown or who knows what else. Tell me something. Have you ever told her that you love her or anything?

Sebastian: I really can't believe the conversation we are having right now. How can you ask me that?

Lois: I need to know, Wolf. I need to know exactly what you told her so I can figure out the best way to deal with her. If you have been telling her all these years that you love her, but you just can't give up your life here, then I need to stick it out with her. How do I put this? Treat her like a victim, not a perpetrator. Do you understand what I mean?

Sebastian covers his face with his hands.

Sebastian: I do, and I hate myself for putting you in such a shitty position again. I'm sorry, Kitten. I'm really sorry.

Lois rides him and pulls his hands off his face.

Lois: Hey! Hey! What are you doing? Didn't we already do this? You have nothing to apologize for, do you understand? For nothing. What I have done so far, what I'm doing now, and what I have to do in the future, I do it with pleasure because I do it for you. Just for you. I would do anything for you.

Sebastian: I don't fucking deserve you!

Lois: You do, and in spades. You deserve me and I deserve you. We are made for each other. Deal with it and stop blaming yourself because if you keep talking bad about the man I love, I'm going to kick your ass. Do I make myself clear, Wolf, or do you want me to spell it out?

Sebastian: Uh ... I think you were pretty insightful.

Lois: Perfect! And now that we have got that out of the way, just answer my question.

Sebastian: No, baby. I never told her I loved her. I would never lie to a woman like that. Only to two women have I said those words.

Lois: Two?

Sebastian: Yeah. My mother and you.

Lois: Oh! All right. Now tell me what your meetings were like. What did you two do? Where did you go?

Sebastian: You're not serious now, are you? I'm not going to tell you that.

Lois: I mean, not in detail, of course. Even I have my limits.

Sebastian: Well ... That's something, I guess. Anyway. Most of the time I kept her waiting for hours at the club and was only with her for a few minutes. A quick standing fuck and then I sent her to the airport. Other times, when I felt like it, we spent our time in the hotel room.

Lois: Yes, I think I understand. Hmm ...

Sebastian: Are we finally done with her?

Lois: No. One more thing.

Sebastian rolls his eyes.

Sebastian: Shoot.

Lois: You said that every time she finds you at the club at midnight.

Sebastian: Yeah.

Lois: Good. Call Negro and tell him if she shows up tonight, to tell her you are waiting for her at your new home. Tell him to put her in the car and bring her here.

Sebastian: Here? What's on your mind, Kitten?

Lois: Do you trust me, Wolf?

Sebastian: With my life and you know it.

Lois: Then do as I say and don't ask. You'll see tonight at midnight.

Sebastian: Okay, Kitten. Anything you say.

Lois: Wonderful! Now get up and get dressed. We have to go downstairs. I need to talk to the girls.

Lois gets up and starts to get dressed, tossing Sebastian his pants. He takes them, but it looks like he has something else in mind.

Sebastian: Not so fast, Kitten.

Lois: Why not?

Sebastian: Because there's plenty of time before midnight and I want to stroke your belly a little.

Lois: Hey! I'm not a doggie, you know.

Sebastian: You are a she-wolf, and it's the same. Come back here.

Lois: Is that an order or a request?

Sebastian: What do you want this to be?

Lois sighs.

Lois: An order. I missed that so much.

Sebastian: I know, baby. So have I, but there's a very good reason for that, isn't there?

Lois lies next to him in bed, touching her stomach, which is barely swollen.

Lois: Yeah. The little puppy in here. That's the most important reason of all. But he heard you and now he wants a kiss from his father.

Sebastian: Is that so? Then we shouldn't keep him waiting.

Lois: Mmm ...

Sebastian lies down on top of her and begins to leave small, gentle kisses on her stomach, where she always likes it when he kisses her, below her belly button. He moves further up and extends his kisses to her breasts and neck, all the way to her mouth. He caresses her body, which vibrates under his touch ...

Lois: Sebastian?

Sebastian: What? Isn't our puppy satisfied? Does he want more?

Lois: No. He's satisfied. But now he wants something else.

Sebastian: What else?

Lois: He wants you to take care of his mother.

Sebastian: That's a bit much to ask, don't you think?

Lois: That's something he inherited from his father.

Sebastian: Hmm ... So, Dad has to pay the price then, huh?

Lois: With sweat and other kinds of fluids.

He bursts out laughing and pulls her with him before falling on top of her and starting to pay the very, very pleasant price.

* ~ * ~ *

~ ENOUGH TIME LATER ~ AFTER DINNER ~

The family is gathered in Jace's living room, as they are every evening. The children have just said goodnight and gone to sleep at Simon's. Mary sent them there because after talking to Lois and the other women, they decided to "welcome" Lana there and she didn't want the kids to overhear in case things got out of hand.

Sebastian, after being assured by Lois, seems to have gotten over his guilt over the new mess his sinful past has caused in the family. But, as we will see below, nothing is as it seems.

Matt: So ... Now that the kids are gone. Watermelon, what are you going to do about this new Lana problem that's popped up? How are you going to save Wolf this time?

Mary: Lana problem? Save Wolf? Nice, Matt. Really nice!

Matt: If I say it differently or phrase it differently, will anything change, Biscuit?

Lois: Matt is right. Nothing will change, Mary.

Sebastian: Thank you, Matt. You just gave me my guilt back.

Jace: Come on, man. Why do you feel guilty? It's not your fault.

Jared: That's what I'm telling him, but he will not listen to me.

Sebastian: Don't try to shove sunshine up my ass. It's my fault. I could have stopped this whole thing. I tried, but maybe I didn't try hard enough.

Mary: Don't say that, Sebastian. Things may not be what they seem.

Sebastian: What's that supposed to mean?

Chloe: It means that maybe Mrs. Lana Carter is not the victim here, and you're not the heartless bastard who's been holding her captive all these years.

Sebastian: I don't know what you are trying to say. All I know is that once again I have put Lois in a crappy situation and forced her to clean up my mess.

Lois rolls her eyes.

Lois: Here we go again! Didn't we get past this, Wolf?

Sebastian: Whatever!

Isabella: It's really unbelievable. Seventeen years she goes on such a long trip just to spend twenty-four hours with a man. I don't know if I could do that.

Simon: Not even for me?

Isabella: No, King. Not even for you, and do you know why? Because it's all just salt in the wound.

Chloe: I agree with you. If you continue with such a strange situation, you are only hurting yourself. If she stayed away, she'd eventually forget about it. Out of sight, out of mind, and so on.

Jared: That's what happens when there's love, Beauty. But Lana doesn't love Sebby. She's obsessed with him. It's not the same thing. When you get to know her, you'll know what I mean.

Alexander: You know what, or rather who, all this reminds me of? Lisa.

Hearing that name, Jace winces.

Jace: Don't compare, brother. Apples and oranges. That bitch was a cold-blooded killer who destroyed what she couldn't have, and that's why she ended up where she belongs. She's rotting in a prison cell and I wish she'd die like a dog soon.

Mary: Prince, please ...

Sebastian: Be careful what you wish for, man. Maybe all that hate will come back to you and you'll have to do things you don't want to do. Believe me on this. I'm speaking from experience.

Jace: Tell me something, Wolf. If Alice hadn't killed my mother, how would you feel about her? Would you like to kill her with your own hands, yes or no?

Sebastian: Yes.

Jace: Do you understand now? Do you understand that the only way I can kill the hatred I feel for her is if she stops breathing?

Sebastian: You're right, I think.

Simon: Well ... We have talked about this enough. Let's change the subject now.

Matt: Exactly. Let's talk about...

* In touch with the ground ... I'm on the hunt, I'm after you.

Smell like I sound, I'm lost in a crowd ... And I'm hungry like the wolf.

Straddle the line in discord and rhyme ... I'm on the hunt, I'm after you.

Mouth is alive with juices like wine ... And I'm hungry like the wolf. *

The sound of Sebastian's phone interrupts Matt mid-sentence, making them all stare at the device on the table.

Jared: And she's here, ladies and gentlemen. Right on time.

Sebastian grabs the phone and looks at the screen.

Sebastian: It's not Lana. It's Negro.

Jared: It's the same. I'm sure he's calling to tell you she showed up at the club. Come on, pick up.

Sebastian slides his finger across the screen.

Sebastian: Tell me, Negro. ... Okay. Did you frisk her? ... And the suitcase? ... It's fine. Bring her here. ... No. Don't answer any questions. Put her in her place if you have to. ... Yes. You will do as I say. ... Okay. I'll see you in a bit.

Sebastian ends the call and throws the phone on the coffee table.

Jared: Well? I was right, wasn't I?

Sebastian: Yeah. She went to the club, and from what she asked around, Negro doesn't think she knows anything about Lois. The news never got back to Australia.

Lois: All the better. If she doesn't know who I am, I can expose her more easily.

Matt: What are you talking about, Watermelon?

Lois: You'll see. What did Negro tell you, Wolf?

Sebastian: He's bringing her in with Franco. Just like you ordered, boss. They'll be here in forty-five minutes.

Lois: I'm going to pretend I didn't hear your sarcastic remark, and I'll tell you this. When she arrives, you will go upstairs and wait in the bedroom. You won't show up at all.

Sebastian: What if she gets out of control?

Mary: You're insulting us, Wolf. You think we're going to let that bitch touch Lois? Come on. She's gonna have to get past the three of us first.

Matt: I don't know about you, guys, but I wouldn't want to be in Lana's shoes.

Jace: I couldn't agree more.

Alexander: Me too.

Simon: Absolutely!

Jared: No ifs, ands, or buts!

Mary: Those are my boys!

Jace: So, Sebastian? What's gonna be?

Sebastian looks at Lois and she smiles.

Sebastian: Are you sure about this?

Lois: Yeah.

Sebastian: If that's the case, then it'll be like Lois said.

* ~ *

~ FORTY-FIVE MINUTES LATER ~

Michael, the head of security, has just informed Jace of the guests' arrival and the men are up and ready to go upstairs.

Jace: Angel, call me, put the phone on the table and keep the line open.

Mary: Why all this?

Jace: So we can hear the conversation, just in case.

Mary: Okay, Prince.

The others leave, but Sebastian stays behind. He leans over Lois and whispers.

Sebastian: I'm sorry about all that again, Kitten.

She, smiling, spanks him.

Lois: Give me a kiss, Wolf, and get out of here before I spank you some more.

Sebastian: Who's the master again?

Lois: You. You. Now get out of here.

Sebastian leaves, and Lois sits up, rubbing her hands together.

Lois: And now, girls, it's showtime!

Mary: Oh, God! I can't wait to meet her. Um ... I'm sorry, Lois.

Lois: Don't be. The same goes for me.

Chloe: I admire your cold-bloodedness.

Isabella: Poor Lana! That kitten just extended its claws.

Lois: Exactly!

They laugh. A few minutes later, Negro crosses the threshold with a very beautiful and impressive blonde woman of about thirty. Her icy gray eyes look around searchingly for the object of her desire. Her red, fleshy lips are parted and whispering to herself. Her wonderful body is tense, showing her awkwardness and anticipation.

Lois, looking at the other women, whispers to them.

Lois: You've got to be kidding me! She's just gorgeous!

Mary: Come on, Lois. You don't have to be jealous.

Chloe: Mary's right, but to be fair, she does look like a model.

Isabella: She can't be perfect at all. Let us wait and see.

Lois: Are the men listening?

Mary: Yes.

Lois: Wolf, when I'm done with this, remind me to shoot you between the eyes!

Negro, following Lois' command, turns to Mary.

Negro: My lady, Mrs. Lana Carter.

Mary rises from her seat.

Mary: Thank you, Negro. You are free to go, but stick around.

Negro bows a little, turns on his heels, and leaves. Mary, smiling, offers her hand to Lana, who accepts the handshake.

Mary: Good evening, Mrs. Carter. I am Mary Morningstar. Welcome to my home.

Lana: I know who you are, Mrs. It's an honor to meet you. I am a great admirer of your art. You are very talented.

Mary: I didn't know my reputation had reached Australia. Thank you anyway. Please have a seat.

Lana: Excuse me, but I am here to see Seb- Um... Mr. Jones.

Mary: I know, Mrs. Carter. Please have a seat. Mr. Jones will be here in a moment.

Lana smiles sheepishly and a little confusedly and sits down next to Lois - she's lucky!!! - who gives her a sardonic smile.

Mary: Let me introduce you to the other ladies of the family. This is Mrs. Isabella Firewood-Peterson.

Lana: Peterson? That name sounds familiar. Of course, it does. Sebastian's mentor was named the same. Do you have something to do with him?

Isabella: He's my husband.

Lana: Oh, really?

Isabella: Do you know him?

Lana: Not personally, no. I saw his portrait in Sebastian's office at the club and asked him about it.

Lois bares her teeth, but keeps her mouth shut.

Mary: That lady over there is Miss Chloe Novak, Mr. Olsen's partner.

Lana: Jared's? Oh, my God. My sweet Jared.

Chloe: Excuse me?

Lois kicks Chloe under the table to hold her back while Lana, noticing her slip-up, tries to apologize, but she only makes things worse.

Lana: No. No. No. Don't get me wrong. I didn't mean anything by it. Jared's just a good friend to me. There's no other man for me. Just Sebastian...

Mary, seeing that Lois is driven to rush, interferes and interrupts Lana to save the day.

Mary: Would you like something to drink? A coffee or a drink, perhaps?

But Lana doesn't make it that easy on herself. This woman is a temptation to death.

Lana: If so, I'd like a Johnny Blue. Sebastian gave it to me to try once, and I haven't been able to drink any other whiskey since.

Mary: Yes, of course.

As Mary goes to prepare the drink, Lois launches into the attack.

Lois: My dear Mary, you haven't introduced me.

Mary: I know. I just thought you might want to introduce yourself to our guest.

Lois: You're right. Well, Mrs. Carter, would you like to know who I am?

Lana looks at Lois in confusion.

Lana: Uh ... Of course.

Lois: My name is Lois Harronate, and I am Mary's husband's sister, but not for long.

Lana: What do you mean?

Lois: Oh! It's very simple. I'm getting married.

Lana: Really? Congratulations.

Lois: Thank you. Now, would you like to know the name of the man I'm going to marry?

Lana: Do you think this has anything to do with me?

Lois: I do.

Lana: Then why not?

Lois: Sebastian Jones.

If someone were to ram a knife into Lana's heart at this moment, she would suffer less. Her face is contorted in pain and tears roll down her cheeks.

Oddly enough, Lois feels for her. She knows what it's like to lose a man like Sebastian. She can sympathize. She holds out her shaky hand to Lana, but she pulls hard on it, stands up, and begins to cry out. Lois rolls her eyes.

Lana: What kind of sick joke is this? Who are you? Why did you bring me here? Where is my Sebastian? I demand to see him right now!

Lois was wrong after all. Lana doesn't deserve any consolation. She's definitely not the victim. She's a predator, and that's why she has to face the she-wolf. So... Lois leans back, interlacing her fingers under her chin and narrowing her eyes. Her face is expressionless and her voice is icy, sharp as a razor. She is no longer the sweet kitten. She's the she-wolf, ready to defend her wolf to the death.

Lois: Listen, lady. Pull yourself together, because I'm gonna stop being nice. You are in my house, remember that! Now, get your butt down and your ears perked up.

Lois' face is terrifying and she doesn't object, so Lana, swallowing hard, sits down and looks Lois straight in the eye.

Lois: Well ... Just to be clear. If you use Sebastian's name with the personal pronoun "my" one more time, I'm going to rip your tongue out and throw it to the dogs! He is MY Sebastian, not yours.

Lana: Look, you ...

Lois: Shut up! This is ME talking!

Lana covers her mouth and tightens her body in the chair as much as possible.

Lois: You're a fast learner, I see. Good for you! Well, what was I gonna say? Oh, yeah. You asked what kind of sick joke this was. It's no joke. In a few months, Sebastian and I are getting married, and if you get this right, your deal is off.

Lana: Do you know about the deal?

Lois: I know everything. There are no secrets between me and him.

Lana: I can't accept that. It's easy for you to lie to me. I want to hear it from him. He's the only one who can say the deal's off. Only him, and not some random bimbo.

Lois: Some random bimbo, huh? Does that look random to you?

Lois stands up and lifts her shirt, revealing the small swelling in her stomach. Lana's eyes widen.

Lana: You are ... No! No!

Lois: Yes, I am. I'm pregnant. I'm carrying his child.

A new wave of sobs shakes Lana's body as she rests her face in her hands.

Lana: No! No! He can't be doing this to me! I have begged him all these years to give me a child, and he's refused. And why?

Lois: I'm sure he had his reasons.

Lana: No. I don't accept that. I need an explanation. Why you and not me? I want to see him. Where is he?

Lois: Forget it! It's not gonna happen. It's not negotiable. You'll never see him again.

Lana: It's not your call. Sebastian would never do that. He would never let anyone else make decisions for him.

Lana stands up and starts calling Sebastian's name. Chloe and Isabella go to her at Lois' request, grab her arms and force her to sit down. She resists, but they have a good grip on her.

Chloe: Sit the fuck down! Don't make me hit you.

Lois: You do realize you are starting to cross the line, don't you? Be careful, lady. My patience is not inexhaustible.

Lana stops struggling and slumps back in the chair, covering her face with her hands.

Lana: What more can you do to me? You have already taken everything from me.

Lois: I can easily call your husband and tell him where you are and what you are doing.

With that threat, Lois plays her last card and it looks like she's going to win the game. Lana reveals her true self.

Lana: Do it. I don't care about him anymore. I don't need him if I don't have Sebastian. Actually, you'd be doing me a favor. I hate him. My life with him sucks. He's an unhappy, sexless, workaholic man who doesn't care about anyone but himself.

Lois: Then why did you marry him?

Lana: For his money, of course. To be able to travel every year to see the man I love. Our marriage was a bargain. He gave me his money, and I gave him my youth and my beauty.

The four women look at Lana with an expression of disgust. So, Mary was right after all. Nothing is what it seems. Obviously, Lana is not the victim here. She's a ruthless bitch who preys on people.

Lois: Oh, God! You are a filthy bitch! You make me sick.

Lana: Oh, please! I'm just being honest. I'm using a man to have another man. No big deal!

Mary: Tell me something. Sebastian knows all this?

Lana looks at Mary in horror, realizing the mistake she made in telling these women all this.

Lana: Of course not! I told him my husband was evil and abusive. He hates women who take advantage of men. Please... I'm begging you! Don't tell him anything. He will hate me!

Isabella: I'm afraid it's too late for that.

Lana: What's that supposed to mean?

Mary: What are you saying, Lois? Don't you think it's time to bring someone else into the conversation?

Lois: Yes. I think it's time to end the charade.

Lana looks around in amazement.

Lana: What are you saying? What have you done?

Mary slides her cell phone into the middle of the table and puts it on speaker.

Lois: Sebastian, baby? Are you still there?

Cold sweat beads down Lana's forehead and she covers her mouth as Sebastian's voice comes out of the speaker.

Sebastian: I'm here, Kitten.

Lana's eyes are fixed in terror on the device on the table.

Lois: Did you hear?

Sebastian: Everything.

Lois: And how are you?

Sebastian: Disgusted. Angry. Remorseful.

Lana whispers desperately.

Lana: Sebastian...

Jared's voice rings out, filled with rage.

Jared: You fucking bitch! How dare you talk to him after all this!

Lana: Jared, please ... If you just let me explain ...

Jared: Explain what exactly?

Sebastian: Jay, stop. She's not worth it. Kitten, please. Take out the trash and get over here. I really need you.

Lois: I'm coming, Wolf.

Jace's voice rang out after that.

Jace: Angel, do you need help cleaning?

Mary: No, Prince. I can handle it!

Jace: We'll be off then.

Jace ends the call and Mary calls Negro, who arrives after a few seconds.

Negro: My lady?

Mary: Negro, throw this woman out of the house and order the guards. If she approaches the house again, shoot her!

Lana: No! Please don't! I have to explain it to him. I can't just leave like this. Please! I'm begging you!

Lois: No. You have no right. You made Sebastian feel bad, and that, to me, is the greatest sin. I can barely resist the urge to squash you like a bug right now. Therefore, if you know what's good for you, get out of our house and never come back. Mary, please take care of this. I'm going to my man.

Mary: Go, Lois, and don't worry about a thing.

Lois turns, whips her hair through the air like a diva, and runs up the stairs.

Lana: No! No! Please don't!

Mary: Negro, do as I say.

Negro: Yes, ma'am.

Negro grabs Lana by the arm and drags her out of the house. She screams and wails, but to no avail. Negro's grip is like a vice around her arm. Besides, no one is touched by her wailing.

Chloe: Oh, God! What a bitch!

Isabella: I'm pretty disgusted. Yuck!

Mary: I'm thinking about Sebastian. He blamed himself for all of this and it turns out the opposite is true. Poor Wolf!

Chloe: He's got his kitten now. He'll get over it. He's strong.

Isabella: Besides, you can't forget there's a party waiting for him tomorrow. I'm sure once he sees Lois in her costume, he'll forget all about it.

Mary: I wish. It would be a shame for him to miss his birthday.

~ UPSTAIRS ~

Lois reaches the bedroom as the other men come out.

Lois: Where's Sebastian?

Jared: Inside. He's waiting for you.

Lois: How is he?

Jared: Like crap.

Lois: Have you tried talking to him?

Jared: We've all tried, but he only wants you. Come on, go.

Lois: If that bitch ruins his birthday, I'm gonna chop up her body and burn the parts.

Jace: We will all give you a hand.

Matt: Go, Watermelon, and work your magic. It's his birthday, for fuck's sake! No one should be sad on his birthday.

Lois enters the room and her eyes search for the one person she cares about, but he's nowhere to be seen. She hears the water running in the bathroom and rushes inside. The sight that confronts her takes her breath away and makes her curse Lana once more. Sebastian is in the shower and the water is splashing down on his body. Lois is sure that this water also contains tears, and it's like a dagger in her heart.

She approaches the shower stall and finds that he has only turned on the cold water, so his body is shivering and his teeth are chattering because he is freezing.

Lois: Holy mother of God! What are you doing? Are you trying to turn into an icicle? Come out, you stupid Wolf!

Lois grabs his hand and pulls him out. Fortunately, he doesn't resist at all. In fact, he can barely stay on his feet. She immediately sets to work cursing.

Lois: Damn it, Sebastian. Damn it! Shit!

He tries to speak, but the chattering teeth and chills throughout his body will not let him. His legs can't support his weight and he collapses on top of Lois, soaking her clothes.

Lois: No! No! No! Don't do this! I can't lift you up by myself.

They drop to their knees and Sebastian wraps his arms around his torso to warm himself up. Lois, on guard, wastes no time. She turns on the hot taps of the sink and shower and in a few seconds the small room turns into a sauna. She grabs two towels. A large one that she uses to cover his body and a smaller one that she uses to start wiping his hair.

Lois: If you stop shivering, I swear I'll kill you!

As long as the room temperature rises, his shaking subsides. A few minutes later, he can finally speak.

Sebastian: Kitten ...?

Lois: What the hell, Wolf? What the hell were you thinking, doing that stupid thing? What would you get out of turning into a fucking ice cream?

Sebastian: I don't know. I was on fire. I could feel my blood boiling. All I could think about was cold water.

Lois: Can you tell me why you reacted that way?

Sebastian: Honestly? I can't. At first, I laughed. I heard you talking to her in your own unique way and I was so proud of you. Especially when you told her not to use the personal pronoun my next to my name. But suddenly I realized the situation I'd put you in yet again.

Lois: Me?

Sebastian: Yes. I'm supposed to be protecting you, but all I'm doing is forcing you to clean up my mess.

Lois: Are you serious right now? The same shit again? What am I going to do with you, Wolf?

Lois sits down on the floor next to him and runs her hands through her hair. Sebastian lowers his head.

Sebastian: I'm sorry. I don't ... Uh ... I ... I ...

Lois looks at him and bursts into unrestrained laughter.

Lois: Oh, my God! Unbelievable!

Sebastian: Are you laughing?

Lois: What else am I supposed to do? You're so dummy. So dummy and impossibly cute. I love you so much!

Sebastian: Kitten, please stop making fun of me and explain. I don't understand a thing.

Lois stops laughing and looks at Sebastian with eyes that glow in the dark.

Sebastian: What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?

Lois: I'll explain that to you later.

She lunges at him.

Sebastian: Hey!

Lois: Don't hey me, Wolf, and kiss me!

Sebastian: Role reversal again?

Lois: This is exactly what you need right now. Me pulling your leash.

Sebastian: Yeah, baby. That's exactly what I need right now. Pull my leash!

The moment his lips touch hers, the rest of the world disappears. Nothing matters to her except his hands on her body. Nothing matters to him except her hands on his body. His mouth leaves hers and travels down to her neck. She throws her head back and enjoys the feel of his lips on her tender skin.

Sebastian: Kitten, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything.

Lois: Don't be. You have no reason to be sorry.

He runs his tongue along her collarbones.

Sebastian: If you only knew how much I love you.

She sighs.

Lois: You can show me. Take me to bed.

Sebastian: Yes, ma'am.

He gets up off the floor and lifts her up to carry her to bed. He sets her down and removes her shirt. Her bare breasts appear before his eyes. His hand wraps around her neck before going downstairs.

Sebastian: It drives me crazy when you don't wear a bra.

A moan comes from her mouth as he cups one of her tits with his palm and takes the other into his mouth, sucking hard on her nipple.

Lois: Oh, Wolf. Talk to me. Tell me what you want to do to me.

She stretches her neck back and closes her eyes as he forms a kissing path with his lips, leading from her cleavage down. He speaks on her skin and removes her panties.

Sebastian: I want to put my face between your legs and lick you until I feel your clit swell under my tongue. When I determine that it is swollen enough for my liking, I will move down and slowly begin to eat your delicious pussy. Bit by bit. I will suck you hard and eventually tongue fuck you until you cum in my mouth, quenching my thirst with your delicious juices.

Lois is about to explode. She clutches the headboard with white knuckles and arches her back.

Lois: Yes! Yes! Do it!

Sebastian: Open your legs for me, baby.

She spreads her legs and he goes down and puts his words into action.