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The lock clicks shut, he glances up in the dark at her petite frame. The only illumination streams from the moonlight in the windows. She saunters over to her lover, this is a game they've been playing for a few months. She tosses her glasses to him, and he reflexively catches them and sets them down.
Her hips sway as she crawls on top of his lap. His arousal growing, she smirks. Quick as a flash she is off of him and pulling his trousers off. His member stands at attention. Her tongue glides against the length, and he shudders. Her dainty fingers stroke his balls and he hisses at the touch.
Her mouth envelopes his head and she bobs up and down, he quickly sits up and pulls her away. He can't release like this, not tonight. Catching on, she quickly gets on all fours, he flips her skirt up and grins. She is wearing something unusual beneath her maid uniform; her birthday suit. He gives her a smack on the rump before stripping her of the uniform and laying her on her back.
His fingers pull at her lips, and he inhales her scent. His tongue slowly traces up her folds and she responds huskily for more. He chuckles and swirls his tongue about, corkscrewing into her depths so she cries out. Pleased with her response, he pulls away and centers himself. He spreads her lips once more and slowly presses his shaft in.
Her back is arched and her fists grip the sheets, she soon accommodates his size and he pumps back and forth. He lowers his face to her breasts and tugs on a nipple in his teeth. She grunts and teases his own with her fingertips. He responds with a throaty moan and readjusts himself, successfully rubbing her bundle of nerves.
His panting quickens as her fingers clench onto his bare shoulders. Snaking her hands into his hair and tugging him down into a ravenous kiss. He lifts her bottom up, and plunges deeper. She releases the kiss. His lips curl upward in a satisfied smirk at her half lidded, open mouth expression.
She groans, "Baaaard…"
He feels renewed at her release, and relishes her exhaustion. He possessively grips her waist, knowing full well that he was her man and no demon was going to take her like this. He buries his shaft in deeper at a quicker pace, the adrenaline pumping through his system.
The sweet smell of her hair and skin, the musky scent of her arousal and climax, it unravels his thoughts to the basic primal need. Her fingers are massaging his scalp as her tongue massages his neck. His need intensifies and under her ministrations he releases.
He slows his thrusts and slips out, rolling onto his back. She wastes no time in curling up against him. She draws intricate patterns on his chest, the same finger that ended numerous lives, it sends a shiver down his spine. Reaching over him, she almost grabs her glasses, but he stops her and kisses her hand.
"Don't hide them, please." Bard looked at her pleadingly, "It's too soon."
Mey rin kisses his forehead, "What if Sebastian finds out?"
"I'll be honest," he shrugged, "He probably already knows."
A/N: Now I'll be honest, I don't know where this came from. I mean my best friend's sister introduced me to Black Butler, then instead of loving the obvious choices, I love Madam Red and Sebastian- lol yeah right- and the cook and the maid...like I swear I'm a crackfic shipper...like no one else agrees with me. *laugh/cries*