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Criss: This one was... fun to write... It was super awkward, we wrote while watching My Little Pony in hopes of making it less awkward, it didn't work... .
Kuroshitsuji belongs to Yana Toboso!
***BEWARE: MEGA SMUT!***
Light crept into my room in horizontal bars. I looked around. I was surprised and slightly, surprisingly disappointed to see I was alone.
There was a tray on my night stand. There was a cup of coffee, still steaming and a blueberry muffin. I noticed a note on the tray, it read; My lady, I had something to attend to in town, I shall return as soon as possible. Please forgive my not being there. Sebastian. I laid it back on the tray and finished my breakfast.
As I stepped out of the shower, a noise came from outside. I dressed myself quickly and got the small hand gun out of the back of the toilet. I slipped the safety to off, like Sebastian had shown me. I placed my index finger lightly on the trigger and slowly opened the bathroom door. A light shone through and I could hear rustling of what sounded like plastic bags. Whoever it is must be in the kitchen, I deduced.
I made my way silently down the hall until I was just outside of the kitchen. There was a dark figure in the corner. What if it's Sebastian? Then he'll be fine. I reasoned with myself. I can't call out. If it's not Sebastian, then I don't want to give myself away.
I raised the gun to the figure and fired. A single white glove caught the bullet, just inches away from his head. I bent over and released a loud sigh, relieved.
"I'm sorry, my lady, I should have announced my presence." Sebastian's dark crimson eyes met mine. "I am glad you got a chance to practice with the gun, however. Your bravery astounds me." His smile seemed mocking. I rolled my eyes at him and got a bottle of water from the stocked fridge. "Is there anything you wish to do today? It is the last day of summer holiday."
"School starts in two days." I stated dumbly.
"Indeed, my lady." He continued to empty the plastic bags, placing each food item neatly in its place. "The school hosts a formal ball, so to speak, at the beginning of the school year, to introduce the students. That is tomorrow night."
"Do we have all that we need?"
He glanced at me over the granite counter top. "I assure you, my lady, both of us are completely prepared." He resumed his restock. "The argue you have to attend school confuses me greatly, a public school, no less."
"Is it proper for a lady to uneducated?" I couldn't see his face, but I knew he was smirking. "As to public school, my current status is new and unexplainable. There are enough unanswered questions as it is. Moreover, you wouldn't be able to accompany me if it was a private school, Mr. Michaelis."
"I would hardly call you uneducated, my lady." Sebastian stood up and threw the empty bags away. "You never answered me, is anything you would like to do today?"
"Nothing particular comes to mind." Suddenly, he was at my side, lifting me up and carrying me, bridal style, down the hall way, to his bedroom. I should have expected this.
With one hand, he twisted the door knob opening the door. He laid me on his small bed. It was only a full size. I offered to get him a proper one, and to paint his all white room, but he refused, saying it was unneeded for a servant.
We laid on our sides, completely cramped. He held me, one hand on the small of my back, keeping me close, the other entangled in my hair. His tongue entered my mouth with ease. A small moan escaped my lips and he smiled, slightly, on to them. One of my small hands gripped his tie, pulling him closer. The other rested on his arm.
Sebastian shifted our placing. He was now on top of me. A gloved hand slid up my back, under my white shirt. "Is this okay, my lady." He looked down at me with eyes tinted with a purple hue.
"If I said no, would you stop?" I asked as his lips found their way to my neck.
"No." He answered simply. "Was the button down, collared shirt really necessary, my lady." His voice was cold but filled with lust.
"It's replaceable." We had a terrible habit of ruining clothes.
Sebastian ripped the shirt off. Buttons flew everywhere and he tossed the remains of the cotton fabric to the floor. He laced an arm around my back as he kissed me fiercely. The clasp on the back of my bra popped open. I slid the straps off my shoulders as he removed his own jacket, shirt and tie. I sat up a little, on his lap with my long legs around his waist.
I watched as Sebastian removed his gloves, one at a time, with his teeth. I felt my breath hitch. For some reason, this act always got to me. He claimed it was easier to remove them with his teeth. I caught a smirk on his lips as my breathing level. Liar.
He placed a cold hand right bellow my belly button, on the seal that bound us. I noticed he did this a lot when we were together, it was a possessive thing. It slid down, unbuttoning my shorts before wrapping around the lace trim of my underwear. Sebastian tossed them to the ground, as well.
His mouth disappeared between my legs, I let out a loud moan as I felt his tongue on me. My hips buckled upward, involuntary. Sebastian's tongue rolled over me, every once and a while it would teasingly wander into me, causing me to moan even loader.
He came up and looked at me, his eyes swirled in shades of pink. "Are you ready, my lady, or do you need further prepping?" He grinned before licking his lips.
"I'm ready." My voice was light and uneven, it was even higher than its normal soprano.
"Very well." He trusted himself into me completely, I hadn't realized his pants were off.
I cried out at the pure mass of him. "Ohhh~" I felt tears form in the corners of my eyes.
"I thought you said you were ready?" His voice was tinted with mockery. His breath was hot on my ear.
"I didn't think you were going to be so rough." I spit out.
"My dear lady, this is far from rough," He grinned "and, moreover, without pain, there is no pleasure." He smirked before fastly thrusting himself into me deeper, before slightly pull back and repeating the process. He moaned.
"Sadist."
"Masochist." He teased.
He held my hands above my head with one of his. The other was bent at an angle by my side, it was supporting him above me. Sebastian's mouth was everywhere, at my mouth, with his tongue down my throat; greedily sucking one of my under developed breasts; or at my neck, trailing kisses before taking a bite at the crook between my shoulder and neck.
"Ahhh~" I felt my toes curl and myself tighten in climax.
He went faster and started to growl, he was reaching his end, too. We came simultaneously. "Seh-Sebastian!" I called.
J: Yeah, "mega smut" is right! The next chapter starts out where this one ended, promise!
Criss: Hope ya' liked it! Please please PLEASE review!
(P.S. We wouldn't be able to post for a few days, but don't worry, we'll be back!)
