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Sebek Zigvolt x R.femele. ( Loving, kind, polite and affectionate )
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The soft light of sunset crossed the windows of Diasomnia's library. It was rare for the dormitory to be silent - especially with Sebek nearby - but that late afternoon, the dominant sound was the delicate turning of the pages that Y/N read sitting by the window, with a sweet smile on her face.
Sebek entered with determined steps, his face serious and proud as always. When he saw Y/N, his tone rose naturally:
- "Y/N! You should be practicing your posture! The body also needs discipline, and excessive reading can hurt the spine!"
She just looked up from the book, smiling tenderly. It was clear that he was worried, as always. But his exaggeratedly loud and authoritative tone made her laugh inside.
- "You care too much about me, Sebek..." she said, getting up.
He crossed his arms, turning his face slightly, but keeping his eyes on her.
- "As your responsibility as a future lady of the Zigvolt clan, it is my duty to ensure your excellence in all-"
She approached, as soft as a warm breeze. And before he finished the sentence... she kissed him.
Not an intense kiss, but a gentle and precise touch, enough to silence that thunder that sprouted from his throat.
Sebek's green eyes widened. He froze, his body stiff as a statue. It was only when she walked away, smiling with a warm look, that he finally breathed.
- "Ready. Much better this way, don't you think?"
Sebek took a step back, his cheeks flushed in contrast with his fair skin. He looked to the side, clearly trying to regain his composure.
- "I-this kind of behavior is not... suitable for the school environment, Y/N!"
She chuckled, walking around him as if he were joking.
- "But it works. You stay so quiet and cute..."
- "Foโ?! F-Cate?! I'm a knight!" He pointed his finger, still red. "A warrior of the fae lineage! A guardian of the young master Malleus!"
She simply kissed him again.
This time, more time-consuming.
Sebek muttered something incomprehensible between his lips, but he couldn't resist. His shoulders finally relaxed. The hands - which were so firm before - now rested next to the body, unsure of what to do.
When the kiss ended, she leaned her forehead against his.
- "You can be all this... but you're also mine."
Sebek swallowed dry. Her voice, now low and almost shy, came out in a whisper that only she could hear:
In the days that followed, the entire dormitory began to notice a slightly quieter Sebek... or at least trying. And every time her voice threatened to exceed the limits of the acceptable, there she was - ready to shut him up with a kiss.
- "You found a spell that finally silences the thunder... impressive, Y/N."
And Lilia, between laughs, added:
- "Be careful, or you'll end up marrying him without realizing it."
Sebek, when he heard this, almost exploded out loud.
But before I could say anything...
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It was dance night at the NRC. A rare joint event between the dormitories, where everyone wore gala uniforms - long, embroidered, with magical touches and exuberant tones. Y/N was stunning in a dark green dress that highlighted her delicacy, her hair stuck with small enchanted emeralds that floated like fireflies.
Sebek was standing a few meters away, in silence - which was a miracle in itself.
And in the Pomefiore boy who insisted on talking to Y/N. He laughed, said something about his appearance, and even took her hand for a moment, praising her "princess air".
It was at that moment that the anger fae awakened.
Sebek crossed the hall like a thunder about to fall. He arrived so fast and firm that the other student retreated by pure instinct.
- "Tand your hands off her. Now."
The voice was low, but it carried an authority that shut up the entire hall.
Y/N looked surprised at Sebek, who wrapped her waist firmly, as if he wanted to protect her from the rest of the world.
- "Sebek..." she tried to say softly.
- "He shouldn't be touching you. You shouldn't look like that. You're my girlfriend! He doesn't have that right!"
She touched his chest with both hands. Sebek's heart was racing - she could feel it through the palm of her hand.
In the middle of the salon, without caring about anyone else.
The applause and songs stopped for a moment. Some sighed. Others laughed. And Silver just muttered a sleepy "...it was a matter of time."
As he moved away from the kiss, Y/N whispered to him:
- "I'm yours, Sebek. I always was. But you don't have to shout that to the whole world... I already hear you with my heart."
Sebek stood there, not knowing where to stick his eyes. With a scarlet face, he tried to murmur something worthy of a knight:
- "...You disarm me... every time."
She smiled, leaning on his chest, where she rested her head.
- "Because I love every piece of you. Even the thunder."
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"Now you'll have to marry me"
The night began with a slight discomfort: Sebek had drunk something strange in the library, confusing a tea bottle with an experimental potion left by Lilia.
At first, he just seemed more restless.
The blushed face, the dense look, the irregular breathing.
Y/N, as always, took care of him with affection, worried about the discomfort he felt. But he soon realized that it wasn't just fever - the way he looked at her... how his voice came out trembling, low, deep... something was different.
- "S-sebek...? What exactly did you drink?"
- "I don't know... But when I look at you, it's as if the whole world was pulsating inside my chest..."
He approached, his hand touching her face with a desperate sweetness.
His voice was almost a lament, hoarse, and his green eyes seemed incandescent.
Y/N felt his heart speed up. Not out of fear - but because I knew that look.
It was the first time he wanted her so hard... and he didn't know how to control it.
She touched his fingers tenderly.
- "Sebek... you don't need to fight against this. I'm here."
And he pulled her hard, his lips colliding with hers in a feverish kiss, almost hungry.
The night that followed was slow and intense.
Sebek was inexperienced, but honest in every gesture. I wanted to please her, understand her, absorb everything about her - every curve, every sigh, every shudder.
- "You... are mine?", he murmured between kisses on the neck.
- "So... tag me too. Mand me yours."
He gave himself with his whole body, leaving aside the rules, the control, the screams - and everything turned into touch, breathing, heat.
Y/N guided the movements with affection, with patience, with love.
He repeated her name between his teeth, as if it were the only real thing in the world.
And in the end, in each other's arms, he fell asleep with his fingers intertwined in hers.
When the sun came in through the windows, Sebek woke up.
He was naked under the sheets, his body relaxed like never before. The messy hair, the cheeks flushed.
He got up, blinking slowly.
Y/N, next to him, looked at him with the same loving smile as always.
- "Good morning..." she whispered, running her fingers over his cheek.
Sebek blinked a few more times.
โ "...What... happened yesterday?"
Y/N hesitated for a second, and then just replied with sweetness:
- "You... loved me. For the first time. In full."
Sebek was paralyzed. The blush went up hard to the ears.
- "I-I-I I-?! Did I commit an intimate act?! Without asking for your hand first?! Iโthatโis not worthy! That's outrageous! You're a lady! Iโโ
She silenced him in the only possible way.
When he walked away, he was even more red, but now quiet.
And then, he looked into her eyes with all the seriousness that a knight could gather:
- "...So now, you'll have to marry me."
- "I thought you were going to ask for this much earlier."
She laughed, with watery eyes with emotion.
- "Yes, Sebek. I'll marry you. And with all the thunder that comes along."
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She is kind, loving and patient, able to tame his strong and proud temperament with affection and kisses that silence her thunder.
He, despite his pride and strength, surrenders to her sweetness, giving himself completely on the first night together, even by a magical chance.
Between challenges, jealousy and tender moments, they build a solid love, where desire and protection go hand in hand.
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