K, just testing this pov chap thing out so you guys have to tell me what you think! I hope Sebastian's not to OC, I don't think old fashioned snide english, I'm too american yet.

**Warnings** – Blood play, injury, humiliation, prostate milking, forced orgasm, rape, multiple partners, gay sex everywhere, abuse, rim, oral and whatever else I can come up with

p1 Sebastian's POV

It was a perfect night out; the cold whip of the wind on my skin was invigorating and different. It had been a while since I was able to leave the house for anything and I was beginning to go stir crazy. It was only a simple mission but I was grateful for the diversion from my everyday life. The moon was lost again behind massive storm clouds that rumbled angrily. I breathed deeply and continued to run along through the town, eventually hitting the fringe of forest.

The sky was completely black now and I hopped for rain as I ran into the forest. Something felt off though, as if someone was there. It was not something new for me but it left me looking about cautiously. I could see nor feel anything so I continued on my journey but the feeling got so strong over my head that I had to stop long enough to catch a glimpse of white.

It came down on me hard; I barely had time to blink as this thing landed upon me simultaneously shoving a sword into my chest. I crashed into the ground and the sword was buried into the earth beneath me, effectively pinning me to the ground. I tried not to cry out in pain but the gasp was impossible for me to contain.

I grit my teeth as he twisted the sword in my chest. I tried to pull away, buck up against the pain but it only made it worse. I was so furious, I wanted to lash out and tear apart the thing atop me but when I finally looked at it I was shocked to see Ash, the queen's butler, languidly sitting on me. His massive white wings arched up like those Italian sculptures. I schooled my face as he leant over me with a victorious grin.

"Ah, you!"

I finally realized that he was the one who had forced Ciel and myself into imprisonment, and had betrayed us. I could also see that he was in fact Angela, the woman who had tried to hurt my Ciel. But that wasn't quite right; the one atop me was definitely a man. He suddenly thrust the sword deeper into my chest and I had no choice but to ignore the pain.

"I knew it was you, you led Ciel into the damned trap!" He smirked down at me and shifted comfortably on me.

"I must do whatever is necessary to purify him, to purge him, and you." I growled venomously at him and tried to fight him off but the blood loss was getting to my head. It had been so long since I had last fed, this loss of blood suddenly bringing the hunger to the forefront of my mind.

Ash seemed to notice this and leaned over me.

"You have grown Frail." He gripped my hair and yanked it back until my head was forced to tilt with his hand.

"Such a pathetic beast, debased so easily. Delicious." He bent over me fully now and placed his mouth over my neck.

I tried to pull back, or force my head forward but the sword in my chest kept me mostly immobile. He forced my head back further and he dragged sharp teeth over my neck. Eventually he settled on an artery close to my adams apple and for a moment I thought he was going to bite my throat open. Instead he just bit the skin hard and sucked, it sent a shock down my spine and I gasped without thinking.

Something must have clicked in his brain because he began to viciously tear open my clothes, shredding my brand new coat as if it were paper. My suspicions were confirmed when his eyes raked over my chest and his pupils dilated to almost cover all the purple of his irises. I tried to move again but the sword in my chest sent agony through my body so I stopped. What was I going to do besides let him do as he pleases, maybe I could have some fun along the way.

I felt like his eyes were raping me as he took in my now exposed chest. It wasn't quite time to give up though. I growled and tried to grab hold of the sword but the angle and how deeply it was lodged in my chest made it near impossible. Now that I had established that I was indeed defenseless I couldn't help but feel a little giddy because I always loved to play rough.

I felt him begin to rub his hips against me and it was obvious what he wanted. He wanted me, he wanted to take me, mark me. It sent an errant shiver over my body and I struggled to maintain composure for this new game. I'd always been the seducer, never the seduced, well more like raped.

"What an angel, what might your god say if he saw you so lewd and prepared to rape a demon?" My heart beat a little faster as he visibly swelled in his pants, the fabric beginning to make a strong arch from his hard length.

"He would encourage me to teach you your place."

Ash took his pale fingers and placed them over my chest, then raked his nails down until he caught on my nipples. I wanted to cry out so I bit my lip, effectively containing any sound but he was unrelenting.

"Don't fight your true nature; you know that you've always wanted this." I couldn't deny him, it was perfectly true, not that I would ask to be 'raped.' My thoughts stopped as he began to tease my nipples.

He continued to roll and pinch them as he moved lower on my body until his face was only a few inches above my chest. The pain pleasure was absolutely magnificent; it felt like he was shocking my throbbing member every time he touched me. When his mouth finally descended upon my overly sensitive chest I nearly began to keen. My head fell back and I tried not to arch up, mostly because of the sword.

I tried to glare at him, look more upset than I really was but when he began to bite and flutter his tongue over my nipple I couldn't stop myself.

"Stop, don't do thaahhhht!" No matter how much it hurt my body kept arching up into him thus moving the sword and it was making me feel like I was going to catch fire.

"You would make such a beautiful butterfly, such beautiful colors you have." He moved to my other nipple and applied the same skill as before. My mind was gone and I felt like that debased creature he had called me before. And it was wonderful.

"Such beautiful blood." He crawled back up me until he could reach the edge of the blade. He licked around the wound as I watched.

"Should I move this somewhere else?" I wanted to bite him as he sweetly offered to skewer me elsewhere but the lust building in my body was enough to persuade me to keep quiet. It's not like I couldn't handle the pain.

He seemed to get what I refused to say and he moved off me. He stood above me now and took hold of the blade hilt. He pulled it out with a sickening squelch and I gasped as it sent a wave of pure pleasure directly into my swollen cock. I have always been a bit of a masochist.

I barely had the energy or will to fight as he maneuvered my hands over my head but as I saw the sword come down I tried to buck away. Even a demon hates unneeded pain. I wanted to cry as the blade cut straight into my palms and pinned me like some sacrifice.

"Now we can continue." He descended upon me again and he went straight for my closing wound. Something in me must have snapped because as he thrust his tongue into the gaping hole, I felt like he was fucking my brain the pleasure was so overwhelming. I hadn't even realized that I was moaning and crying for more until he caught my eyes and smirked as I watched him shove his tongue into the wound.

"Oh, what a naughty boy you are, getting so aroused from this. You want more don't you?" I wasn't going to deny him. He had turned me into a moaning mess of need. My member was throbbing in time with my heart beat now and he smirked down at our touching hips.

"So beautiful, I just want to eat you." He leaned forwards again and latched onto my now painfully sensitive chest, as if he was going to actually eat me.

I tried to refrain from crying out, but it felt so good. Waves of pleasure swept over me as he dominated my being, forcing me to arch and squirm while crying out lewdly. I felt like a whore, and it was so good.

"Beg me; beg me for what you want." What I want? What did I want?

My breath caught as Ash dipped his tongue into my bellybutton. I don't know why but it felt like he was licking some swollen, sensitive nerve that was directly connected to my throbbing member. It had to be because every time he stuck his tongue in my cock twitched. I knew what I wanted, but where would be the fun in telling him right out. I began to keen constantly as his hands kneaded my trembling thighs.

"Beg for me to touch you." So demanding, this man was acting like some spoiled brat, a very hot, attentive, and talented oh so delicious cock tease brat.

"Please, touch me…"

He was grinning like some evil Cheshire cat, his eyes flashing with pride. He took one hand and just barely touched my aching cock; it was so hard that even that would have been enough, eventually.

"Where do you want me to touch you?" Why would he ask me that now? He already molested me so what did it matter? Oh, I got it, he thinks because I'm like this that I am his defenseless toy. He obviously doesn't understand the battle for power because he had yet to reassure his own control over me, but that was fine; he can play the master for a while.

"Anywhere, please, just touch me!" I worry that it might have been a little too desperate but he doesn't seem to have noticed.

"Anywhere?" Yes you idiot, just fucking do something! I growled as he dragged his nails over the insides of my thighs. Such a novice.

"Yes, I don't care just touch me!" He smiled again like the Cheshire cat.

I wanted to purr when he finally pulled my pants and underwear off, I didn't though because what kind of rape victim purred?

"Oh my, are all demons so, sloppy?" He was examining the copious amount of fluid spilling from my throbbing member and I almost wanted to laugh. Yes, demons have the ability to copulate none stop, even the men can experience multiple orgasms, similar to a woman, and our virility is thrice that of a human, you could almost think of us as rabbits.

I was and wasn't expecting his next move. I'm not very used to being on the receiving end so when he began to tease my butt I wasn't entirely sure how to act; well I was in a sense. I lifted my hips a little higher for better access to my hole and to see if he might touch my cock, because I was going to burst if he didn't.

"Your body is truly built for such carnal acts isn't it." I knew he was stating the obvious but I still wanted to roll my eyes. I am a purebred demon; of course I can act like the best whore in the world.

Ash began to toy with my opening and I was impressed with how good just that felt. When he slid a finger in I nearly mewled in perverse appreciation. I could feel something in him shift though, like the rain clouds that had just began to thunder overhead.

"Who else has had you!" What a queer question, I've had sex with all kinds of men and women; does he want a written list? My thoughts stopped though when he shoved two fingers into me and I had to feel more. I got the drift, this was probably one of the only acts I'd never done, seeing as I've always been stronger than anyone I've ever taken to bed.

"No one, please, no one!" This didn't seem to be enough for him; one would think that my submission would be enough.

"You lie, tell me!" He really worked his fingers in me now, this time he hit something that sent me reeling with pleasure. I had always wondered what it would feel like to have my prostate milked.

"No one, I promise no one had tough me, th-there, pleeaaaaaase!" If he didn't touch me more soon, I was going to implode.

"Good." I wanted to growl and tell him how dumb he was being but suddenly he decided to brutally rub the little bundle of nerves until I was practically screaming. The pleasure built fast, so fast I was almost surprised by my own body. I came violently. Every inch of me was screaming in release and it felt like my cold black soul was being ripped out of my cock. Ash though, didn't seem to realize how much I was already feeling because he decided to continue to milk my prostate and force this painful pleasure on forever. I kept cumming and cumming and cumming until even my demonic body had to stop for a moment.

I slumped in exhaustion and he pulled his fingers out. I could still *hear* white when he began to talk to me again.

"So beautiful, and still hard after that." I don't think I'll not be hard for a long while, it's a demon thing. When he traced a finger over my cock I wanted to cry with over stimulation, I'd never come so hard in my life and here he is making me feel the greatest pain pleasure of my ridiculously long life.

I wasn't able to think until he stopped for a moment, his head up and searching around. I had to stop and calm myself before I could figure out what caught his attention. I wanted to frown at the intrusion of my young master calling in the middle of all this but a contract was a contract. I enjoyed watching as Ash seemed to accept his defeat and his anger was rather invigorating. He tore the sword out of my hands and I groaned, more in protest than anything else, there was no reason to make it hurt any worse than necessary. The moment I was free though I left to my master.

TBC

*hear* - I was literally thinking of hearing the color, I read it on a button once.