Sofia's voice is both calm and slightly surprised as she answers the call,
Sofia: Hi Daddy
Sebastian's expression shifts from concern to curiosity as he watches her, knowing that this phone call could potentially disrupt their peaceful night.
Duke's Sofia father's, voice becomes a bit softer, a hint of emotion seeping into his tone.
Duke: Sofia, I know this is late, but I haven't heard from you in days. I miss you, my dear. You hardly call since you left the country
Sofia's expression shifts, from one of mild concern to one of understanding and slight regret. Sofia: I'm sorry, Daddy, ( she says softly, her gaze shifting briefly to Sebastian before returning to the window ) I've been...busy. But I'm here now.
Duke's voice softens even further, a hint of a smile audible in his voice.
Duke: Well, my dear, perhaps I have exaggerated a bit. I just...miss you. And I wanted to check in, to make sure everything is alright. I don't like not knowing what's going on in your life.
Sofia's shoulders relax, the tension leaving her body.
Sofia: Oh, Daddy, I'm sorry. I should have called sooner. Everything's fine. I've just been...preoccupied, with work and...well, with life.
Duke's voice takes on a more hopeful tone.
Duke: Well, I'm glad to hear that everything's fine, Sofia.
Sofia: how is mom doing? Is she still mad at my decision to leave
Sofia's question about her mother brings a wistful note to Duke's voice.
Duke: Your mother misses you, Sofia, as do I. She is not...mad, per se, but she is hurt by your decision to leave. She wanted you to stay, to take over the family business, to settle down and start a family.
Sofia's voice is quiet, her regret seeping into her words.
Sofia: I know, Daddy. I just...I needed to see the world, to make my way. It was never my intention to hurt anyone.
The Duke chuckles softly, his voice filled with fondness.
Duke: You know, Sofia, I think you may have inherited your mother's stubbornness. But I understand, my dear. And I'm proud of you for following your heart. Just promise me that you'll be careful and that you'll call more often so that we can hear your voice.
Sofia's eyes grow misty, her voice thick with emotion.
Sofia: I promise, Daddy. I'll call more. And I'll come home as soon as I can.
Duke: it's late over there, you should rest
Sofia's heart swells with love as she hears her father's words, his voice filled with tenderness.
Sofia: Good night, Daddy. I love you ( she says, her voice soft but sincere.)
The Duke's voice is warm and affectionate.
Duke: I love you too, Sofia. Sleep well, my angel.
As the call ends, Sofia lets out a breath she didn't realize she was holding. Sebastian, who had been watching the exchange with quiet respect, steps forward, placing a hand gently on her shoulder.
As Sofia hangs up the phone, she sees Sebastian approach, his eyes alight with humour.
Sebastian: I love the way you say the word 'daddy ( he says with a mischievous grin, a playful twinkle in his eyes )
Sofia feels a rush of emotions - amusement, relief, and a hint of embarrassment. She tilts her head to the side, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.
Sofia: That's...not the most appropriate comment at the moment, Sebastian ( she chides but there's a lightness to her voice that belies her words )
Sebastian takes another step forward, the space between them closing. His eyes are filled with a mix of desire and tenderness.
Sebastian: Actually, ( he says, his voice low and husky ) call me 'daddy' too
Sofia's eyes widen slightly, a blush rising to her
Sofia: you are not being serious are you
Sebastian leans in, his lips brushing against her ear.
Sebastian: Because ( he whispers, his breath hot against her skin ) when I hear you say it, it makes me feel powerful. It makes me feel like I can protect you like I can take care of you like I can make you feel good. ( His voice is filled with a mix of sincerity and raw desire )
Sofia feels a rush of conflicting emotions - desire, excitement, and a hint of apprehension. She swallows hard, trying to find her voice.
Sofia: I...I don't know if I can do that ( she stammers, her heart racing ) It's...weird.
Sebastian pulls back, a mischievous smile still playing on his lips.
Sebastian: Weird can be fun. Besides, you might enjoy it, and if you don't, we can stop. But...I want to hear you say it, Sofia.
Sofia's breath catches in her throat, her body flush with heat. She hesitates for a moment, uncertain of whether she should give in or resist. But the intensity of his gaze, the raw desire in his voice, are too much for her to resist.
Sofia: O-okay, ( she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper ) I'll...I'll try.
Sebastian's smile widens, a thrill of victory running through him. He takes her hand and leads her to the bed, his eyes never leaving hers.
Sebastian: Good girl ( he says softly, his voice husky with desire ) Now, come here and kiss your daddy.
Sofia's cheeks flush even deeper, but she follows him to the bed, her heart racing with excitement.
She kisses him. Sofia's lips linger on his for a moment before he pulls away, his breathing a bit heavy. He stands up, his eyes filled with longing.
Sebastian: I should go ( he says, his voice husky with desire ) If I stay here any longer I won't be able to control myself
Sofia watches him, her heart racing. She knows that he's telling the truth, that he wants her just as much as she wants him. But she also knows that this is a dangerous game they're playing and that they need to be careful.
Sofia: Please, Sebastian ( she says, her voice low and pleading ) Stay with me. I...I want you to stay.
Sebastian looks at her, his eyes smouldering with a mix of passion and fear.
Sebastian: Sofia, I don't know if I can control myself. I don't want to hurt you.
Sofia takes a step toward him, her eyes filled with determination.
Sofia: You won't hurt me, Sebastian. I trust you.
Sebastian hesitates, his breath catching in his throat. He wants her, that much is clear, but he's still not sure if he can trust himself.
Sebastian: Sofia, ( he says, his voice low and urgent ) I want you, more than anything in the world. But you have been working nonstop since you need to rest. If stay here with you, I don't know what might happen.
Sofia steps closer, her hand reaching out to touch his chest.
Sofia: I know what might happen, Sebastian. And I want it to happen. I want you, too.
Sebastian's breath quickens, his resolve faltering. He can feel her body pressed against his, her heart beating in time with his own. He's tried to resist, to stay away, but he can't anymore. He wants her, and he can't deny it any longer.
Sebastian: Sofia ( he whispers, his voice a ragged plea ) I can't resist you anymore. I can't fight this.
Sofia smiles, her eyes filled with desire.
Sofia: You don't have to fight it, Sebastian. Just let go, and let me take care of you.
Sebastian's breath hitches in his chest as he finally gives in to his desire. His hands slide around Sofia's waist, pulling her even closer to him. Their lips meet in a hungry kiss, a fiery passion igniting between them.
They stumble backwards, towards the bed, their hands roaming over each other's bodies, desperate to feel every inch of skin. Their breaths grow ragged and uneven as they move together, lost in each other's embrace. Sofia's hands roam over Sebastian's chest, her fingers trailing down his stomach, her touch burning a fiery path over his skin. Her lips press against his neck, her breath hot against his skin. Sebastian groans softly, his hands tangling in her hair, pulling her closer. He kisses her neck, his lips trailing down her shoulder, his tongue teasing the soft skin at the base of her throat.
Their hands fumble with the buttons and zippers of their clothing, their desire too urgent to wait any longer. They fall onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and desire, their clothes falling to the floor. Sebastian's hands trace the curves of Sofia's body, exploring every inch of her, as if he's trying to memorize her. Sofia's skin is hot to the touch, her body arching against his, her breath catching in her throat. Her hands run down his back, leaving trails of fire in their wake. They lose themselves in the moment, the world outside their bed forgotten, as they move together in a dance as old as time. Their movements become more urgent, more desperate, as they chase their pleasure. Sofia gasps softly, her nails digging into Sebastian's back, as he finds the spot that makes her tremble with pleasure.
Sebastian's breath is ragged, his body tensing with the intensity of his desire. He looks down at Sofia, his eyes filled with heat and passion, as he whispers her name like a prayer. Sofia's eyes flutter closed, her lips parting in a silent gasp, as they reach the pinnacle of their passion, the world around them disappearing in a haze of ecstasy.
They collapse together, their bodies still trembling with the aftershocks of their passion. They lie in each other's arms, their bodies tangled together, their breath slowing to a steady rhythm.
Sebastian presses a soft kiss to Sofia's forehead, a hint of tenderness in his touch.
Sebastian: I love you, Sofia ( he whispers, his voice heavy with emotion ) I love you more than anything in the world.
Sofia smiles, her eyes still closed, her body still tingling with the remnants of their passion.
Sofia: I love you, too, Sebastian.