I wanna kiss you
But if I do then I might miss you, babe
It's complicated and stupid
Got my ass squeezed by sexy Cupid
Guess he wants to play, wants to play
A love game, a love game
I would often be startled in the morning when Sebastian woke me. A slight tinge of red painted my cheeks as my butler pulled back the curtains to let sun shine through my unlit room. "Good morning, my lord." he greeted me. Little did he know what I thought of when I dreamed. It was always the same, nearly every morning, yet he did not seem to notice why I was embarrassed.
I attempted to ignore those thoughts. Dreams that kept me curious of how far Sebastian was willing to go to follow my orders. It was an idea in the back of my mind. What if I gave him subtle hints, and he acted on his own? Now that would be interesting to experiment with. Why not play a game with a demon? To be specific, a love game.
That night, I was very aware of Sebastian touching me when I bathed. I sensed tension in the air. Ungloved hands caressed my hair, and the washcloth lightly scrubbed me everywhere. Did he notice how I reacted? How my body tensed when he brought near sensitive parts of my body? Blushing as I stood up from the bath, dripping wet, the butler dried me off with a plush white towel.
Next in the routine was a massage. This was the moment I had been waiting for today. Was anything different going to happen this time?
The towel was placed on the bed, and I laid down on my stomach, still naked. Sebastian averted his eyes and found a bottle of oil in the nightstand drawer. He spread it over my body, massaging me, and in turn relaxing me. When I turned over, I realized that my erection was very apparent. Surely he must have noticed, but the butler didn't seem to acknowledge it.
It seemed to me like this particular massage was longer than the others. Maybe I was just enjoying it more, or perhaps Sebastian was.
Silently, we continued the routine, the next step being Sebastian placing my nightgown on. I smirked a little as he bent down to his knees to hook the last few buttons. Such a suggestive position... Yet, I did not want to comment on that now. I couldn't let this all happen in one day. This game was a test, to see if he would respond to my hints. It was a quite entertaining one as well.
Morning came, and Sebastian was waiting in my room with an amused grin that disappeared right after he saw me awaken. "My lord, are you alright?"
Still groggy, I replied, "Hmmm... Yes, I'm fine. Why are you asking?"
"I thought you might have had a nightmare of some sort."
My eyes widened with realization as it dawned on me what really happened. "How did you know? Did I say something?" If I had called out Sebastian's name in his sleep...
"Yes, I believe you called out my name. I haven't been here long, just when I came to wake you, you looked... Distressed." What was he playing at? Both of us knew now what had happened, yet we were still acting like they weren't sure what l dreamed of.
Il remained quiet. Of course I had dreamed of Sebastian tonight, as I had many times before. 'Distressed', he said; an interesting way of putting it.
"What do I have to do today?" Changing the subject should work.
"Nothing today, Lord Phantomhive. It seems the Queen has given you a break. What would you like to do?" A perfect butler to the core. He was always professional and stoic in manner. How would he be when I pushed him to break? Could even a demon still remain unmoved by emotions? Besides, what emotions were there in our relationship? Master and servant, perhaps, respected each other. But was it odd to feel love, or even lust, for one another?
Lightly tapping my fingers on the bed, I said with a smirk, "Only you."
"What do you mean, master?" Sebastian didn't want to assume what he thought.
"I think you know what I mean," Came the answer that confirmed the demon's thoughts.
"An innuendo, I suppose?" Did I really know what I was getting into, playing a game with a demon?
My smirk was enough to make sure Sebastian knew he was correct. The next thing I said was a bit personal, but expected.
"You are experienced in this, I assume?"
"Yes, I believe you could say that." The girl from the cult, that definitely wasn't his first time.
"Well then. I might like to hold a small gathering here today if I have nothing else to do. It would be nice to see some people I know again." I spoke with a change of tone again.
"Who would you like me to contact, my lord?" This certainly was a change of attitude for me. I usually didn't like to attend parties, much less host one of my own.
As soon as I was dressed, and requested who I wanted to attend, I left for my study. Sitting at the desk, I tried to collect my thoughts. Everything was spinning in my mind, so confusing... So he noticed what I had said, but there wasn't much of a reaction. Suppose I stepped it up a bit more?
Within five minutes, the butler knocked on the heavy wooden door to the study. "Come in."
"I apologize for the news, but none of the guests you wanted here will be able to participate."
I barely looked up to acknowledge his statement. "All right then." A few moments later, I got an idea. "Sebastian, follow me." I said mysteriously, leading him down the hallway.