There were about one million things running in Kenna’s head in the moment she had noticed how close their body’s were but it would be very unlike her to ruin a moment as precious as that with some random thought in her head. After all she had started it and she was more than pleased that it was him to seemingly want the same. Her arms snug around his neck the moment their lips met, her eyes closing after she had still looked at him for quite a moment. Who was to say that this was wrong, or right for that matter? All she knew in this moment was that they were two people with undeniable chemistry going after a quite moment in the not so much safe place of the castle walls without people surrounding them, that could not be judge after all, right?
She wanted to just take this into her room, just to secure their privacy but she felt like he could misunderstand that move greatly, something she sure didn’t want. From all the mindless things she had done since she got to France this just might be her favorite. Not to think that the conveniences of their innocent kiss, well second kiss, were probably just as big as their inconveniences and trouble but once again, who would actually think of that in such a perfect moment. One of her hands moved from his neck down his back pulling herself closer to him, or him closer to her however one wants to put it. This time she didn’t have a reason to let go of him, there was no one to be seen or heard and it would have to be his decision to let the girl go because she wasn’t thinking of it, mostly because she knew that by the time tomorrow both of them would probably scold themselves for their recklessness.
His hands rested lightly on her hips, then his hold tightened as she leaned into him. Then, the kiss. Soft and gentle, tender and sweet, sensual and arousing. Perfect. He tugged her closer, kissing her. Gently at first, pulling her closer against his body as the kiss increased in intensity. His hands returned to her waist, rested there, still holding her close. His tongue slipped between her lips, asking for access. He stroke his hands down her waist as she pulled him closer. Their lips were in sync with each other’s movements and fit perfectly together. His lips sought hers again, tasting and exploring. He kissed her deeply. He took her lower lip into his mouth, teeth gently grazing it. The kiss became soft again and his hands slid to her hips, resting there briefly before wandering slowly up her back. He finally brushed his lips against hers, pulling back a little in order to look at her. He reached over and brushed a strand of hair from her face. He slid his hand up her back a little, his eyes grazed over her features. There was something special about her. She never failed to mesmerize him.
It was for certain that part of him would regret this a little, but for now he could not stress over it. “So what is the verdict?” He asked after a while, in a playful tone while smiling at her.
Kenna wasn’t sure if he was playing dumb, innocent or if he actually was questioning what she talked about “usually if one kisses another the kiss either gets rejected or reciprocated, you didn’t do either so that’s what I mean when I am saying this could have been truly different!” She just stated as a fact and smiled at him softly. Was she making it more awkward than needed or was it him? She looked around again and wondered wether she could ask him to just go inside with her, feeling like standing in the hallway wasn’t making too much sense yet decided against it. Things seemed tense and she felt like it was her fault so making things even more complicated seemed like a bad idea. “So I will keep speaking my mind freely I assume?” She asked softly and nodded “it’s nice to hear that someone at least appreciates that trait of mine!” Mage laughed softly and looked up into his eyes “but I have a feelings that some things I could say would be spoken too freely for you, as it seems that a simple gesture such as a kiss has already caused confusion I wouldn’t dare to see what me asking for you to show me that you indeed are as good of a kisser as it’s rumored would leave you too stunned, right?”
They were so close to each other. So close. He knew what was bound to come. Sebastian maybe was a lot of things, but he would be stupid to not take this chance. He knew it was wrong. He would betray his father. But what he was feeling was stronger than he could hold back. What he felt for Kenna, he couldn’t put how it in words. He looked at her. It was pointless to try and pull back enough, because he knew that sooner or later he couldn’t fight it anymore. How could he not go with the feeling? He looked at her for quite sometime before finally leaning in to press their lips together, holding her face in his hands.
It felt so wrong and so right at the same time. It was a perfect moment that he refused to ruin. Their chemistry was undeniable and truth be told he knew that sooner or later this would happen anyway. You can only deny how you feel about a certain someone for so long, after all, and maybe Bash had just realized his feelings for Kenna, if it wasn’t now it would be sometime in the future. There were just the two of them living the moment; a very passionate, loving moment. It would be lying if he said that he could pull back anytime he wanted. And it would also be a lie if he said that he wouldn’t partly regret that. He was just not denying how he felt for her anymore. All he knew was that he wanted this kiss to last long enough.
Kenna went from confused to even more confused. His words were so soft and his gestures probably even softer but somehow his words didn’t reach her ear, well they did but she wasn’t sure how to take them. His actions and words seem not to match each other. Judging from his words he seemed to mind the fact that she had so boldly moved forward but wasn’t he the one going for a, at least in her mind, way more intimate gesture. She wasn’t dumb and of course she had heart of Sebastian’s fine share of women, at least what people have been talking, but she couldn’t imagine him being that soft and sweet with them, although she might just be flattering herself too much. “It was a kiss bash, not like I have proposed to you or did anything that rash, just lips touching, I’m sure we both know that this could have been..a different thing if you would have wanted it to be different!” With this said it was official that she felt embarrassed with herself and her irrationally rash mind just saying what came into it. She snickered softly and looked down to hide her reddened cheeks although this probably was nonsense “please tell me if I will ever speak my mind to freely for you!” She finally teased and leaned against her door, feeling the need to just relax a little more in this..interesting situation.
"Well I would be really concerned if you had proposed to me, Kenna. That is not how it goes, a man should propose not the other way around." He teased her, though it was obvious that she was not in a teasing or cheerful mood anymore. It made him wonder why he even bothered with words when he always seemed to say something wrong, or something that was intended to make things better -or just not worse- though he always ended being at wrong. "Let me put it that way; I don’t know how that may sound, but I do not feel that your attempt to kiss me was wrong. It didn’t feel that way." Sebastian tried to explain, yet he was most certain that it wouldn’t change much because he did tend to not put his thoughts into words correctly. "A different thing, like how?" He inquired, because he seriously did not want to jump to conclusions right now. The situation was delicate enough as it was. He did hear Kenna’s next words, but he could not take her up on that offer. The trait she possessed of speaking her mind freely was one of his favorites about her, and frankly he would never want her to stop doing so, especially not with him. "I would rather let you speak your mind freely than anything, Kenna. You know I do love that trait of yours after all." He replied, matter of factly.
"What must you think of me? Kissing you who has been so charmingly been here for me all night, even trying to pick a suitor for me, wait no actually me kissing you sounds quite logical once you put it like that!" She teased softly and rolled her eyes at him fondly. She hoped he would know that she would never think of him anything but great things even if kissing Mary, his half brothers fiancé, might have been a mistake and something he should not have done, weren’t in the end non of them perfect? They had almost reached her bedchambers when the subject turned back onto their kiss and carried her thoughts away from Mary and bash back to him standing in front of her. "I’m glad I could clear your mind up as to why I have been able to keep your fathers interest for like three seconds!" She stated drily in a most classic kind of her humor before she cleared her throat "bash I have not meant to trouble you with my actions, not at all, quite the opposite! You might have already found out that I am not always thinking and I might not have been thinking when I kissed you, but it that ever gets you into trouble it will be the first moment for me to ever regret it!" Yes she might have just openly told him that she did kiss him because she wanted to and that she quite frankly did not regret the kiss per say. Although if this would ever harm bash, either from his fathers side or someone else, she would be there to defend the fact that she has been the one kissing him. After all ones reputation can’t get destroyed more than once.
"It does," Bash replied, using the same tone she had used. Kenna shall already know though that he would never, ever, be able to think poorly of her. In fact, he would never be able to think badly of any woman, let alone someone he held so close to his heart. Someone he cared so much for. When she next spoke, he felt the need to explain his comment further, though he didn’t get the chance because Kenna spoke again. He was taken off guard by the next words that left her lips. To him it was still unclear whether or not this would make things even more complex -because Kenna had just said that she had kissed him because she wanted to and that she did not regret it, and that alone was enough to make things more complicated. However it was still somewhat nice to hear that she would only regret it if it got them in trouble. Specifically him. And even if it did, Bash would still not feel like it was a mistake. Though if trouble came from this, just like Kenna, he would regret it some if it was to ruin Kenna’s name even the slightest. Of course, he would do anything he could so that it would not.
Sebastian took both her hands in his and held them gently. “Your action did trouble me, Kenna, but not in the way you may think.” He admitted. Indeed he could add that even if it did get him in trouble he wouldn’t regret it, but he decided to leave that part out of their conversation.
Kenna was walking with him, just interwining their fingers when he took his hand back again. She walked with him a few more steps before she listened to his words actually quite in aw for a second. “Why are you saying this? You don’t have to explain yourself to me, it’s not like it is your obligation to do so. I do see how you both just got carried away and I am in no position to judge!” Kenna looked down for a moment and took back his hand and kept walking with him. “If you’re saying that you do regret kissing Mary what will you say about my attempt to kiss you?” She did say attempt in purpose, mostly because she felt like it indeed was her kissing him while he was more in shock than anything else. Maybe her ego was a tiny bit hurt and oddly enough boosted at the same time. He might have not reciprocated that kiss but he wasn’t saying it was a mistake either, at least not yet.
"Oh it is. What you must think of me for kissing my brother’s bride-to-be?" Sebastian said in a colorful tone. "I wouldn’t want you to think bad of me." He added, teasingly. As Kenna took his hand again, he made no effort to pull it away this time. Her question found him a little unprepared, and he was unsure of what he shall say in response. It probably would be wise to just be truthful with her -besides he was a terrible liar, it would be too obvious that he is lying. Then again, would that really be in his favor? Kenna was very important to him, and he wouldn’t want to make things between them uncomfortable or awkward. And he most definitely did not wish to risk losing her. He looked down at her and offered her a smile. "I would probably say that I might understand a little why my father is so fond of you." He said teasingly, though there was some truth in his words. Even though thinking about Kenna and his father was the last thing he wanted to do right now, he had figured that a playful answer would be best than the truth. Or a lie.
You underestimate your effect on people, my Lord.
You’re very charming. But alas, enough of this, I know you are far too humble about your stature for this kind of talk. How is your father the King?
Certainly not as charming as you, Tristan. Last time I heard of my father, he was well, healthy and in Paris with my mother.
Kenna’s head and thoughts were still spinning. She was questioning wether or not it would be clever to tell bash that she indeed did not regret her boldness and kissing him, even tho she did scold herself for that as well, but the fact that it indeed could get both of them into serious trouble. She wasn’t sure if she should tell him that a part of her sure that it wouldn’t matter to him. In her eyes he was the son of the man she had foolishly thought she could be with and he also was the man who seemed to have strong feelings towards her queen, at least that was how it looked. In the end she chose just not to say anything and walk by his side to her chambers she laughed truly when he heard him ask what kind of impression he would make to just let her walk to her chambers alone which she answered with a teasing grin hoping that it would maybe ease up the situation “it would most certainly proof that you aren’t enjoying my lips as much as your father! But after all I don’t hold the title as the queen of scotland, right?” She teased but felt quite dumb about it just seconds later. She shouldn’t have been so blunt and telling him that she knew about his and Mary’s kiss. Especially because now she looked even more, well..weird, than he probably thought of the kiss before. She looked away for another second before she stopped him from walking, her hand reaching for his shoulder, some sort of comfort but also simple stability for her “don’t you regret walking me to my chambers now?” She asked rather sarcastic hoping she didn’t just ruin even more than she might already have with the kiss.
He should have expected that Mary would have told Kenna about their kiss. Or moment. Or whatever it was most appropriate to call it. That did not surprise him much, what did surprised him some was that Kenna decided to simply bring it up right now. For some reason, part of him felt like he had to explain himself to her. Because that kiss had been a mistake. He might had feelings for the young Scottish Queen, but making a move on her was wrong, mainly because she was engaged to his brother and he should have never. Not only he was aware that it had been inappropriate, but it had also felt wrong. As for the mention of his father, he had no comment whatsoever.
Sebastian was about to speak when Kenna stopped him and posed a question instead. He looked at her hand on his shoulder before looking at her. Taking a small breath, he smiled fondly at her. “I do,” he responded, taking her hand in his as he begun walking again. He slowly let go off her hand, even though he didn’t particularly want to. “You will find it is rather hard to upset me, Lady Kenna.” Sebastian said after a while, in a matter of fact tone. Or he could have also said that it was rather hard to get him to show that something had upset him, it would have practically mean the same. “But since you brought it up, I feel obligated to tell you that me kissing your Queen was wrong. Not just because of my brother, it also felt wrong. It was nothing more than a mistake that we both regret.”
what happens in life changes people view on the world I think. But I will do my best to stay positive. [nods, managing a smile] Yes, that is a good idea.
That is true, though it is good to hear that you will at least try. You do not deserve to spend the rest of your life in misery because of what that man did to you.
[nods with a tiny smile] That is a very commendable trait. I hope to be more like you some day. Maybe I should look at the possibility that Cosimo will not find me.
You are so young, you have the whole life ahead of you, why would you be anything but that, Ophelia! Or maybe you could just try not to think about him at all…
The worst part about this was that Kenna indeed did not feel as bad about it as she should. Something about this had felt right, not right in a moral way but just physically right. She couldn’t look at Bash without wanting to either talk about it or even worse, might even kiss him again. This was the alcohol, right? What else could this be? Sebastian sounded so unbelievably convincing once he tried to reassure her that she shouldn’t feel bad. “This wasnt alright, I am sorry, I…yes it is probably the alcohol and you should probably not let me drink again, should you?” Kenna answered looking up at him for merely a second before she nodded agreeing that the idea to get her to her room and into bed was probably the cleverest idea. She should have asked him to get Greer or Lola to accompany her but once again she wasnt thinking that far. “Would you mind walking me to my room, Its a gracious offer but I understand if you don’t want to..you know do this now!” In her life Kenna didnt feel as weird about kissing someone before, mostly because it has been her being the one to be surprised by the kiss and not the one who surprised someone else.
She started walking a few steps waiting if he would walk after her to walk her to her rooms or not, truly trying not to think of what she had done or how awkward it seemed to be for them now, this making her rather sad to be quite honest. Not the kiss, but it seeming that this had just really strained their fun.
"Kenna, it is alright." Bash reassured her once more. His voice sure and steady. They were friends, he didn’t want her to start feeling uncomfortable around him now just because of this incident; a drunken kiss and nothing more. Candidly, she was too important to him, for him to want to lose her over anything. Maybe they hadn’t known each other for too long, but Sebastian trusted her just as much as he did Francis. Probably even more, as if he had to tell anyone about his ties to the Pagans, it would be Kenna. When Kenna spoke again, he took a moment to look at her before replying with a heartfelt smile. "Of course, I do not mind." Sebastian replied and followed after her as she started walking down the hallway. "Besides, what kind of impression would I give if I let you walk to your room by yourself." He said in an upbeat tone, in hopes of lifting her spirits a little. She seemed to mind way too much, and Bash did too to a certain extend; he just did a good job at hiding it. Afterwards, he walked quietly beside her for some time.
As they walked down the hallway, heading towards Kenna’s bedchambers, Sebastian tried his best to think of a way to cheer Kenna up, reassure her that everything was alright and she needed not to worry about it or feel awkward, though he finally came to the conclusion that if they could just stopped talking about it, they could pretend it never happened and all would be good. Thankfully, he was not selfish enough to think of his own feelings towards her before anything else.