As Sebastian continued to make his way down the corridor cradling me, heat poured through me. He smelled like orange spice, a cinnamon-smoky scent, both sweet and tart. My gaze was drawn to his face. He looked so delicious, I wanted to lick him. I was intoxicated by his nearness. I thirsted for him.
"You are so fine," I blurted out.
"What?"
He asked, his voice suspicious.
I coughed. "Wine. I asked if I could have some wine."
He eyed me suspiciously, uncertain if that was what I previously said.
"Zoro keeps all the wine and sake in his room for himself."
His expression looked as if he'd swallowed glass. Guess there was some tension there over the alcoholic beverages department.
"Well don't y'all make a cute couple."
Zoro voice shattered our private conversation. We both blinked at each other.
"Well if it isn't our little alcoholic himself."
Sebastian mocked, with a grin.
In the blink of a eye Zoro reached at his side and thrusted what appeared to be a katana blade just inches from Sebastian face. I didn't even notice the swords clinging to his side before hand. I scrambled out of Sebastian's embrace. He was so surprised at my sudden, frantic movements that he let go. I fell to the ground and immediately crawled to a safe distance.
"What the hell are you doing with swords inside a maximum secured prison?"
I screeched, not taking my eyes off the two.
"The guards let all of us keep our weapons. It makes their jobs easier if we just kill each other or are you to dumb to figure that out."
His voice sounded very irritated.
"Are you sure you wanna go this route Zoro. You know the outcome won't be good for you."
Sebastian voice held a soft menace. Zoro hand around his katana handle tightened, turning his knuckles white. The two men gave each other silent threats.
"Maybe I should intervene."
I thought, but before I could mustered up the strength to say something, a figure from the shadows emerged. It landed a direct hit on Zoro face, he wavered but took it like a champ as a red swollen lump quickly appeared on his cheek.
Once his attacker stopped moving, I was able to get a good look at him in the dim lighted corridor. It was Ban, with a itching for a fight in his eyes.
"What the hell you crazed maniac?"
Zoro shouted in Ban face.
Ban nonchalant picked his nose while answering Zoro.
"Oh stop being a little baby. I didn't hit you that hard."
He mumbled, before wiping what I was pretty sure a booger on Zoro shirt sleeve. Zoro lurched back in disgust.
"Don't wipe your boogers on me."
He ordered, in a high pitch girlish voice. Ban shrugged with closed eyes.
"Idk why your getting so bent out of shape over it. I've wiped much worse on you before."
Zoro turned white as a ghost for a split second, before the rage made a second appearance.
"What the hell you mean by that?"
Ban stared up at the ceiling, scratching his right cheek with his index finger, as if it was something he really had to think about.
"Well, remember the time they gave us those catalogs with all those pretty ladies in it. I had just got done admiring all those pretty ladies, but had nothing to wipe my appreciation for them on. Then I saw you just sleeping there so."
"Just shut up."
Zoro mumbled, his face twisted with anger to the point I thought he was gonna explode.
Just when it looked like Zoro was about to add another to his previous body count, the sound of Sebastian clearing his throat caught everyone attention.
"I think that enough excitement for the day you two. I'll take [f/n] with me to help prepare for tonight's dinner. So would y'all both be so kind and alert the others that it will be ready shortly," said Sebastian kindly.
"Aw, things was just starting to get good too" whined Ban, but he reluctantly did as he was asked. Zoro followed behind in his footsteps.
I gave Sebastian what I was pretty sure was a lost puppy look as the two men vanished out of sight. He gracefully walked over, helping me to my feet again.
"[f/n], would you be so kind to help me with dinner tonight. I would forever be in your debt if you did."
He looked at me, his red eyes suddenly intense, mesmerizing. His voice seduced, beckoned, promised.
I just replied with a sly nod of the head, as I felt my face turn the same shade as his eyes.
"Most excellent!"
He replied with a closed eyes smile, gently taking my hand and guiding me to the kitchen.
After a little bit of awkward hand holding and walking we arrived to a very large and beautiful kitchen. It looked like something out of a cooking show. Seeing such a beautiful masterpiece, lit the fire within me again.
"Let's get cooking,"
I shouted with excitement and determination, while giving a small fist pump with my right arm.
"I'm very happy that your eager to cook with me, but you might want to think a change of clothes or clothing period."
Sebastian mumbled, removing his black six-button double breasted tuxedo top. Revealing a long white sleeve buttoned up shirt.
As Sebastian words sunk into my head, I looked down to realize I was still clasping a towel around my body. Embarrassment erupted. I squeezed my thighs together tightly, gripping the towel with both hands to secure it position as I crouched down a little to hide my shame. Sebastian turned his focused on me confused. I could feel myself blushing again as his eyes scanned me for my sudden change in behavior. I closed my eyes in hopes to spare myself from this embarrassing situation. Suddenly something soft grazed my lips, my eyes fluttered opened to see Sebastian kissing me softly. It was warm and soothing. I soon forgot all about being embarrassed and drew all my focus on Sebastian kiss. I felt my hands ease as the towel faltered from my grip, drafting it's way to the floor. I didn't care thou. I just didn't want this moment to end.