The night like intoxicating poison, filled her to the brim with an arousal which had ceased to exist for her till yet. Whether it was the sultry summer atmosphere or the daze illicited by the fumes of illegally procured weed in the air she wasn't aware anymore.
Feeling this way felt...wrong and if she could've prevented it , she would've. But then, addiction is known as such for a reason. It was just an unfortunate fact, that she wasn't immune.
Her eyes ran around the field as couples tangled together, suffering from the same affliction she was, but unlike her , rejoiced in the euphoria it provided them and hailed to the sensual music.
Flesh on Flesh, eyes hazed and it seemed the night had hypnotized everyone to successfully lure them into this sin.

She wasn't a saint, Oh no, she was far from that. But lust...
It was a complicated emotion, something she hadn't ever faced a problem with amd so like any other human, she maintained the fear of the unknown.
She wasn't sure how to feel about it.
It was an indescribable sensation churning inside of her making her feel so restless and...needy. Her mouth felt dry, her heart was beating, no, hammering itself hard against her chest and almost in anticipation her eyes searched for no one in particular. She was acquainted with no one here except the host of the party, an old friend on whose plea she had decided to attend.
So imagine her surprise when a tall stranger approached her in her current vulnerable condition.

"Dance with me."

It wasn't a request. It was a statement. A command as if she had no other choice. And like a puppet she accepted it, hand in hand.
She felt barely conscious. Her vision was blurry, the colourful lights were almost straining her eyes but fortuantely the blach shirt this guy was adorning was more comfortable to watch.
He was leading her and her dazed eyes traced his taut muscles react to his movements under that shirt and though she wouldn't ever admit, She found it most erotic.

If only this much of him was capable of making her feel so turned on, she would go crazy if he took his clothes off.

'Take 'Em off!" An irrational part of her chanted.
But the otherwise sheltered, shy girl, of course, couldn't and wouldn't voice them, she was this sane.

But the question was, How long?

She was brought to an abrupt end as the person leading her suddenly turned around. Only then she noticed his face. His wispy black hair was a neat mess on his head and almost elegantly fell on his right eye which had an eye-patch. His left eye though was the most beautiful sapphire she had ever seen, even surpassing the real gem in beauty, according to her. His complexion was pale and soft, the moonlight making him look divine as it lit him up in heavenly beauty. He was graceful. Too gracefully gorgeous to attend such a gala. His soft pink lips were turned up in a precocious smirk that could set any girl's heart on fire.

"Like what you see?" He mocked her cockily and she immediately let her head drop down as her cheeks burnt roseate. She could hear him chuckle at her action.
"I suppose this is a yes."
She couldn't possibly go more red, she mused to herself, feeling much ashamed of herself.
But before she could compose herself he grabbed at her arm harshly making her stumble on her unstady legs.
Feeling alarmed, she whipped up her head to meet his stern gaze. It didn't hold that arrogance it held previously but rather a coldness that had the capability of almost freezing her over.
What...

"A place such as this one isn't fit for you. I'd rather you do not partake in things that might tarnish my name."

It took her a while to process what he had said, since her mind was light due to a certain spiked beverage she had been offered. But when she did, her eyes widened and she sobered up almost instantly.

He graced her moment of realization with a sly smirk.

"We finally meet Kurono-san."

"C-Ciel Phantomhive!"

And this (planned?) Encounter will be the start of a very adult but delicious journey. (Secretly gags at self wriiten sentenxe) So Tell me if you like it!

Ciel: Dear God , Sometimed i swear i feel i should've had Sebastian dispose you off.

Me: TeeHee .