Finnian stared horrified, as he peeped through the crack of the door, only to see a white-haired naked man lick Angela's godforsaken neck, Angela actually smiling!
Did she enjoy old men slathering their DNA on her? Was he going to have to dye his hair white?
Attempting to ignore the jealousness that twinged in him (like trying to keep your fart from coming out in public) he whispered an inquiry sullenly to May-Lene.
"What are they doing?" May-lene, holding back a nosebleed, mumbled back cheerfully.
"A dog making his mark on his owner!"
" Dog?"
"Yea! Like the one in our manor!"
"What one?" Finny asked, eyebrows furrowed, confused.
"You know! Like Sebastian marking young master every night when they think everyone's sleeping!" And May-lene abruptly couldn't hold her nosebleed and blew back from it, crimson lashing her face.
In the other room:
"Nnnghh! S-Sebastian~ More~!" Ciel whimpered throatily, as the said demon slowly nipping at the porcelain neck.
"Yes, my lord." Sebastian murmured giving a heavy, lusty stare, continuing to leave his mark on his young lord.
"Mmmm, good dog."
