"You always run from me." A sweet, soft voice echoed from the shadows of the manor's dark corners. "Why wont you give into your desires?" it asked with a feminine voice drenched in sweets.
"You are certainly someone I never expected to see so soon." The low tenor of Sebastian Mechalias' voice responded; his stance still and straight as his eyes studied any suspicious movement in the darkness.
"You aren't afraid are you?" the formless voice taunted, its tone as sweet as poison nectar. "I've never known you to be so readable my sweet, sweet little demon." The voice chuckled.
"Readable? Since at what time did you obtain empathy my sweet, sweet thorn in my side?" Sebastian struck back with his own verbal blow.
"Oh Sebastian, you toy with me." The soft voice spoke now with sinful intent.
Fingers ran across his back and began to graze his chest as the featureless woman wrapped her arms around him, pressing her form closely to his tall stature. "Sebastian." The word seemed to drip into him like venom from the deadliest scorpion.
"Give into me."Lips brushed his ear as slender fingers grasped the front of his neck playfully. The butler's body began to stiffen and a sharp breath escaped him as a result of a seductive pull at his clothes.
A stern expression began to mold on his once stiff and stressed features. "Remove yourself from me. I have no time for your whoring." Sebastian chided. A light laugh graced his ears, "Oh Sebastian, how your wound me." The woman mocked while clasping his neck in a more threatening hold.
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