The devious grin...that cool-and-collected demeanor...and the unordinary aurora of this man in front of you... One couldn't help but eye, continuosly, at the figure. *gasp* You took a step backwards, closer to the wall on the right with the door. ~He ain't even gettin closer!~ ~Front row wall: Why you ain't headin towards the front doh?~ The dark man approached you, no speed accompanied in his pace. "What is it Madam? Why are you...walking away?" Slowly, his head had risen. You gasped again, for when his head had risen, a disturbance in the force was felt in the room. Behind the long strands of black hair, was glowing, maroon-colored eyes. It was unearthly; his pupil was that of a cat, and his glare was sharp. Your back was against the wall. Your feet was manted to the floor; body too scared to make a move. *Bam!* "Ah!" The man was now infront of you, with demonic eyes locked-on to yours, gazing into them. "There's no need to be afraid. I'm just going to enlighten you about something." He stroked your hair after saying his words. "W-what are you... gonna do t-to m-me?", quivering, shaking under the gaze of the threatening figure. "I'm not going to harm you, that, I can assure you. But there is one thing I'm going to reassure you on...and hopefully not forget."
You remained silent, wandering what it is he was talking about as you stared into his eyes. His left hand wrapped around your side. "mm."
"You are going to experience...that I am merely..." Your eyes began to widen and your body began to come more into contact with his. When you closed your eyes, turning your head to the right, his breath tickled your ear and he said:
"One Hell of a Butler."
*gasp* ~Ceiling: He all up in there!~
~Beds: WTF is goin on?~
~Floor: I feel the vibrations!~
~Front row wall: OMG?~
~Bed wall: They all up on me!~
"...Why are these wall talking?"
Countless of pleasure consumed you body. The "Butler's" hands seemed as if they touched you everywhere. His kiss left you dazed when his tongue played with yours. Having the man in you, thrusting and filling you, his body pressed against yours, and those eyes... you believed... that he is- "One Hell of a Butler."
-After-Story ! comedy-
Sebastian: And don't forget it~
Grell: OH SEBAS-CHANNN!~ CAN I EXPERIENCE YOU BEING ONE HELL OF A BUTLER?~
Sebastian: ...I have no clue of waht you're talking about.
Grell: SEBAS-CHAN! YOU AND I WILL-
Ciel: Fix me some tea.
Sebastian: Yes, my Lord.
Grell: No! When will you and I do something? And if we did, what kind of Butler do you think you'd be?
The man looked at the red-haired Reaper, and said "I'd be one Hell of a Butler."
