'HOY THERE, CAP'N! Jus' wanna warn you that this fanfic calls for a quite a bit of sexy time. I don't even know how this'll turn out, but you know. Criticism is allowed, and I normally find it as room for improvement c: READ ON, YOUNG'N! (At least, I hope you're old enough to read this)

January 1st was the anniversary of young Raira's day of birth, for the succeeding period of 19 years. As it was her first day of birth several thousand miles away from family and friends, the gifts she received came in the form of mail. However, due to all of her friends being complete perverts and having the maturity level of a 5 year old, they sent her various... toys, lingerie, bed ties, lubricants, toy cleaners and lotions that they had thought she had needed, in her coming age. Raira being Raira, she put all of them back into their boxes and placed them in the top of the closet, hidden away by blankets and old pillows, with the following, "Why am I friends with you guys?". Raira loved her friends dearly, but sometimes... they got a bit out of hand. She appreciated that they sent her gifts, but she wanted to choke them until they were blue.

Walking away from her closet, she heard the clashes of thunder booming from outside her white pane window. Soon, the rain began to fall heavily, and the warm air from the heater began to fill the home, as it did during such frigid temperatures. Raira had pulled out a book, sat in a large sweater and nicely fitting collared shirt, and placed herself onto her couch. With the lewd noises coming from her neighbors, she decided to take her quiet adventure to a Starbucks for a vanilla coffee, return home, and do no more than tune out the noises of her neighbors with a... talk, with her friends, about the gifts they had sent her today. The journey would be quick, for the coffee shop was straight across from her complex.

She changed her mid-thigh shorts to overly-long jeans, and pulled her darkest of brown hair into a messy ponytail. When walking across the street- no, running- she realized that the person working register was all too familiar.

"Victor?" She spoke, a wide smile on her face. It was either from her cheeks being frozen, or from absolute excitement of seeing her Eastern friend.
The man looked up at her, with wide eyes. "Raira! You're in DC?"
"Well, yes, I would think so..." She laughed, slightly. "You were at my goodbye party, when I left for college."
"Ah, I forgot! Sorry, I guess I was too happy with your appearance." He looked at her, the same attire she normally wore. Her skin paler, her eyes even more hazel and even more green. "Of course you're in DC... you're right there..."
"Victor, might I ask how and when you arrived here?" She raised an eyebrow, as he was making her coffee. He knew what she liked, and was one of the few mature ones of her friends.
"To be exact, Rair, I came over for my victory in studying abroad." He smiled. "I got here by planes and trains, haha. Sadly, I didn't make it to Georgetown, like you." He handed her her coffee, and took off his work apron. "You came in at the last minute, I was actually cleaning up shop."
"Sorry," she frowned. "I didn't think it'd be open this late, anyway. I guess I got lucky." After setting the cup on a table, she looked at him. His hair a sandy, dirty blonde, and his eyes a combination of both blue and green. "Are you in the complexes across from here?"
He nodded. "Are you?"
Perplexed, she furrowed her brows and tilted her head. "Yeah. It's pretty expensive, do they pay well here?"
He shrugged. "It puts bread on the table." He washed his hands and sat down with her. "Did you change your number? I'll just ask for your apartment number later, I need to talk to my manager."
"I'm in 532. My number hasn't changed. I'll see you then?" She smiled.
"Sure."
She hugged him. With hesitation, he hugged her back. "Happy birthday." He smiled.

After waving at Victor, she left the shop with her coffee steaming up the cold, now lightly raining areas ahead of her. She stopped when almost tripping over a black cat, who sat solemnly at her feet. Its eyes crimson, she bent down, scratching its chin and behind its ears.
"You're not Albino, or Melanistic... how are your eyes red?" She whispered to it, listening to its purr gather up in loud waves. The cat itself was extremely skinny, and Raira was quite skilled with animals. She waited until the cat seemed to trust her, picked it up, and brought it to her room. She was lucky she chose this one, over the one closer to campus. The cat was rather tame, sitting in her arms, even during the elevator ride to the top floor. It had no collar, and if it was this skinny- it obviously had no home, but was getting food from somewhere. It was fed to a certain extent. She decided to adopt it. She put it on her bed, and went to the 24-hour market to get cat food. She bought the packaged ones that are in "rip to open" bags, and returned home.

"Raira, you've gotten more mail," the lobby manager spoke as she entered the complex. "Another package, it would seem!" She laughed and handed her the box from Amazon. It didn't seem heavy. She wasn't excited to open it, since this morning.
"Thank you, Mrs. Leohart." She smiled, gave her her regards, and set back up for her room once more. The cat still remained on the bed, this time awake, cleaning its paws.
Raira opened one of the packets and placed it in a bowl, with a side of water. The cat didn't move, but stayed on the bed with its eyes still fixed on cleaning.
She shrugged, and opened the package. Of course, it was another toy, to which she didn't even bother putting up. She was tired of it, hoping that at least this one would be normal. Slightly.
She left for her shower, tossing her sweater on the ground.

The hot water began to fill the tub, as Raira eased herself into it, the door closed and locked. She figured, the cat could manage himself, and there would be no problems. She had just begun to sink her head into the water, she heard the cat meowing at the door.
Opening it, the cat rushed in. She sighed, went back to her shower, and begun to at the scratch shampoo bubbling on her head. The cat placed himself on the corner of the tub, innocently purring. It was elegant, fur shining and paws ever so plush. Though, something was off about it- it desired no food. It had not slept the entire time she was there. Its eyes were red, but fur and paws completely black.
Should she take it to a vet, tomorrow? She had all of Winter break.
After applying conditioner and soap, she rinsed off and walked out, drying her hair, combing it, and brushing her teeth. The cat kept circling around her feet, nudging its head on her ankles and running its tail around her legs. It tickled, yes, but it was endurable. The cat rushed out, and sniffed at the knocked over toy that remained on the ground.
"Ah! No!" Raira panicked, keeping the toy away from him.

When she awoke, the cat was not on her stomach, no, but nowhere to be seen from the angle of her bed. Her sweater, before tossed carelessly on the ground, now neatly folded and placed on the couch. No dirty clothes in the hamper, but placed, cleaned, and folded neatly in a laundry basket. The boxes with embarrassing things, no longer in the closet, but all of its contents on the couch. They were neatly placed and unboxed, as if saying "Choose which one you wish to use".
She blushed, and whispered to herself, "That's really embarrassing..."
The drapes that lined the large window were elegantly hung, the dishes clean, mail sorted. Her phone began to buzz, she had woken up before the alarm.
Someone had been in her room.
Where was the cat? Every door was closed. The window was closed, and she was positive that she had fallen asleep with the cat, who's eyes never seemed to close. Only when blinking.
This perplexing matter was shattered, when Raira's phone began to ring.

Wed. January 2
Jen
hey there sexy lol get on skype i have a surprisw

"...what?" She stirred. "Dear lord. It's too early for this."

Wed. January 2
Jen
oops lol meant surprise

She forgot to turn off her alarm. It being 6:30 AM, she went to get a glass of water and resume her slumber. She would look for the cat later.
She opened her bedroom door, and walked to the kitchen. There was quite the noise coming from said room, so she turned on the lights.
A man with dark, jet black hair, and eyes that matched that of crimson. He was focused on cooking a meal, in the small kitchen. He wore the outfit of a butler, his skin as pale as the moon- but not a blemish to be seen.
It was almost scary.

"Hello?" He looked at her, breaking her away from her thinking. She jerked away from his glance, almost falling over.
"Wha- Who are you? Why are you here? Where did, oh, well, who? Where? What?" She felt her forehead aching. Her face was growing warmer, and warmer.
"I must thank you for your company, madam. What might your name be?" His voice, smooth. He was from Britain.
"Nooooo, no, no no no no. My questions... I need... first." She couldn't think straight. "Where did you come from?"
"My apologies. I am Sebastian Michaelis, representative of the Phantomhvie estate." He spoke, his glance focused on both the pot, glistening with the most delicious of foods, and her own sleepy features. The sun began to rise, giving her the better of seeing the man. "Otherwise known as... the cat."
He smiled at her. "And now, you. What might your name be?"
A lump arose in her throat.
My name! What's my name?!
"You're Raira, I suppose?" Sebastian spoke, with slight tension. He placed what had been in the pot onto an elegantly prepared plate, one of the China plates that her mother had gifted her. Serving it, he placed it onto the table, and offered her a chair.
"Y...Yes. I'm rather... perplexed, at the moment. Give me a moment, I'm sorry."
He tilted his head. "That's alright, please take your time. I've prepared a breakfast meal for you, pork cuts served on rice, topped with sliced cabbage and a sauce."
"Thank... you." Her head was burning. He walked up to her, and the back of his gloved hand onto her forehead.
"My. You're burning up. Would you prefer a lighter breakfast, perhaps?" His voice was making her heart implode. It was soothing, calming, but yet, she had more than enough to fear.
"N-no, I'm... could you save this for me, please? I think I'm not feeling well... per say..."
"Do you need assistance?" He asked, his smile growing.
"No... I'm..." She fell onto her knees, only to be caught by Sebastian, who had stopped what he was doing.
"You're not feeling well enough to walk. Shall I carry you?" He asked. She shook her head.
"I don't need to rely on anyone!" She yelled. Both him and her stopped, bemused by what had just happened.
"...you're bleeding." He whispered. The middle of her hand, though not feeling anything, was oozing the copper smelling, red liquid, and it had traveled to the ground, as well. Sebastian had looked at it, carefully suspecting it.
"...I'm fine."
"You're not. I'm bringing you to your bed, madam."

Please remember my name, my lady.

After some time had passed, Sebastian returned to Raira's room, to see her asleep. She awoke with a stutter, arms above her head.
"If I may," He spoke, picking up what had been on the couch. "how did you obtain these?" He spun up the dial on a blue toy, as it buzzed and spun in his hand. She blushed.
"I-it was... a present from my friends. They're... idiotic..." She was trying not to look at him. Though, he brought himself closer and closer to her, until the only thing she could do to hide herself from him is duck her head onto the cover. She didn't want to make an even bigger fool of herself, so she did no such thing.
"By the sound of it, you don't want people seeing these." He turned it off, and set it down onto the covers, looking at her. "Am I correct?"
She tried looking away from him. "Y-yes, I'm not fond of... self... p..." saying 'pleasure' was enough to make her face crimson.
"You don't seem to be sick, were you just frustrated?" He again, placed the back of his gloved hand onto her forehead.
She let out a huffed sigh. "I don't know, I guess I was confused. I don't know who you are, and where you came from."
"Would you like to know?"
"...no."
He chuckled, and lifted the covers off of her. "Would you like to know why I came here?"
"...n-no."
He placed his hand on her stomach, slowly working down her sides. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm..."
He placed his hands on her thighs, slowly working them open. "You're...?"
She bit her bottom lip. She tried moving her arms, to see that Sebastian had used the bed ties that were sent in.
"No, please!" She cried, as he slowly pulled her pants off of her.
"My, you aren't one to enjoy this, it would seem." He smirked. "All of those in the past were extremely willing."
She was scared, now. If he had done this thing before, he certainly would have no issues in doing so now.
"Raira, was it?" He asked her. "I do believe it is proper to learn one's name before such things happen to them," his smirk grew wider. He hovered a finger over her underwear, slowly gliding it downward until he heard hear breathing quicken.
"You're sensitive, aren't you?" He asked, with slight amusement.
She bore no sense of speaking.
He rubbed his fingers along her opening, the cloth of his gloves ever so smooth- rubbing against her, faster and faster. Her breathing was hard and fast.
"I can't..." She breathed, clenching her hands into fists, trying to pull her legs away, as well. No use, a queen bed was rather large- still, her arms and legs were chained to the posts.
Sebastian simply chuckled and grabbed the toy that lay on the covers. He set it onto a low, vibrating hymn, and placed it on what he was toying with earlier. No longer could she hide her voice, she cried out for more.
"Ah, I see." He spoke once more, lifting her shirt and bra. He intended on exploring every part of her body, making her his own.
"Please...!" She was trying not to be loud. If she could hear her neighbors, her neighbors could hear her. "I don't want... this..."
"What do you mean be 'this', Raira? If you're not specific, I won't be able to know what it is you're asking for." He spoke, slyly. He brought the dial up higher, the vibration growing stronger.
"Ah! S...stop, please!" She was squirming under his touch. Sebastian only chuckled, working his other hand to her breast, swirling his fingers around it. Her toes were digging into the bed, her hands clenching. Her back was beginning to arch, and she closed her eyes.
"You're enjoying it, as far as I can see. And, as long as you're enjoying it, I have no intention of stopping." He glanced at her, her expression growing.
Again, he turned the dial- to the highest setting, as she struggled to get her mind straight. She couldn't think. She wasn't aware of what was going on. Yet, she couldn't tell whether or not she wanted more- she could tell that she wasn't happy, but she wasn't angry. She was... enjoying. Slightly. And, just as Sebastian wanted, she reached her climax.
"Sebastian!" She screamed. Sebastian let out a satisfied sigh, interrupted with Raira's heavy, quick pants.
"N-no more, please..." She begged. Sebastian let her get herself back together, took off his gloves with his teeth, only to begin toying with the fluids she had left below herself.
"So, you are sensitive. That was rather quick." He purred, his voice bringing her mind blank. With one flick of his tongue, she was moaning loudly, once more.
As he was lapping up her fluids, his fingers were exploring, running along her body with a sense of their own. He inserted one finger, a tight fit, looking up to see her expression. She was blushing like crazy, her arms trying their hardest to loosen themselves. Her moans were loud, her body rising and falling. Two fingers, Sebastian had put in. He was pushing them, in and out, slowly- it was extremely tight. After he got a feel to it, he began to go faster.
"Stop, Sebastian, please...!" He moved his head up to the upper part of her body, nibbling on her breasts, then collarbone, then neck. She tried turning away from him, not trying to breathe. His scent was like no other, like peppermints and rose petals. He smelled sweet. Yet, her own smell- orchids, it seemed- was being overpowered by his own. She was going crazy.
Sebastian moved his head higher, using his roaming hand to turn her chin to his, and kissed her roughly, her moans hidden by his tongue exploring her mouth. He curved his fingers, moving them inside of her. She wasn't looking at him, her eyes couldn't focus anywhere. He placed his thumb on her clit, rubbing it back and forth.
"Mmm!" She couldn't get him away from her mouth. He pulled away from her, releasing the bed ties.
"No... don't! ...stop..."
"Don't stop?" He asked. He slid off his own clothing, his skin light, and body fit. He continued with his fingers, pumping them in faster, until she could take no more. Once again, she was on the brink of cumming, giving in to his every will and command. With one quick press of the two of his fingers, he had her begging. She wanted more, but didn't want anything to deal with him. And, again, she came- not able to even utter words, this time.
Satisfied, he pulled her slim, newly defiled body to his own. His length, warm against her opening, was rather large- as embarrassing as it was to admit.
"This may hurt you, but you will enjoy it when we're done, I assure you." He smiled, leaned over her body, until his nose touched hers. "I have no means of hurting you, yet." His eyes, a fiery red, were turned to black slits with a lava-like appearance.

Yet.

He wasn't human, obviously.
Something else.

He was penetrating her, at first, and she was already biting her finger. Never before had she experienced such pleasures, such events of one saying that he meant to be gentle, even with such pain.
"Here we go," he grunted, as he pushed himself into her.
"Ahaa!" She cried, as the pulsing in her body began to sooth itself over, and her blood began staining the sheets. "Ahh, my body... it's... it's hot..." she panted, as Sebastian slowly pulled out and put himself back in. He scooped Raira up into his arms, making her legs latch onto his back, his arms hook around his neck, and his arms lock around her own. Raira could feel him growing inside of her.
"Are you alright?" He spoke, his tone hushed.
"N-no..." She spoke, her heart beating and her inner body pulsing quickly. "But... you can... move..."
With one slow, but quick thrust, she was moaning with every inch pulled out and put back in. "Sebas...tian...!" She was almost screaming. Her nails were digging into her arms, as Sebastian bent his head down, and sucked on her neck. With time passing, he was able to gain his speed, his back against the board of the bed, Raira being supported by Sebastian's arms. He began thrusting with more power, the pain gathering once more- it being harder and harder to leave herself with "I'm not succumbing to your deeds".
He placed her back onto the bed, her arms no longer around his neck. Her legs, still wrapped around him, were practically squeezing him. He was bent over her, slightly, enough to kiss her roughly once more. He felt her getting used to his speed, to only, he sped it up, feeling her moan leave into his mouth, as his tongue was exploring her mouth- she grew even closer to the edge, as her eyes rolled back and she rose her chin. Sebastian pinned down her arms, thrusting harder into her. She was having issues keeping her moans quiet, like she desired, and she was positive that her neighbors would ask her about it later.
"It feels..." she forced the words out of her mouth. Sebastian's stamina would not go down, it would seem, for he only sped up his pace. Raira was in pain, yes, but at the same time, the pleasure was rewarding. With a surprise, Sebastian slowed down- one slow, powerful thrust at a time, making Raira scream for more. She was shaking, then, for Sebastian was sucking on her collarbone, his speed quick and steady. His eyes, a bright mixture of red and pink, were the only think she could concentrate on. Eventually, it got to rough.
"Too strong, Sebastian...!" She moaned.
He didn't stop.
"Sebas-!"
He forced her lips onto his, as his pace quickened once more- she couldn't feel any other part of her body. Everything else was numb.
His pace slowing, he released himself, as Raira came energetically. They both moaned, Raira's being a loud cry, Sebastian's being a long grunt. Sebastian's body fell onto Raira's, as their pants were unevenly racing against each other.

Raira fell asleep in his arms, with him looking down at her.
I wish to make a contract.