Warning: This contains very heavy sexual themes. No-one under the age of 18 should read this, if they do, that is their choice - and I will not be held responsible for their corruption or disgust!

Pairing: Sebastian Michaelis x OC

I actually added Charity in here for my own guilty pleasure (She's my character; and she's all I own character wise). C: Enjoy.

The uplifting beat of each cello and violin, coming together in one symphonic masterpiece, was enough to enthrall and hypnotize just about anyone that listened; everyone, including that of the young woman by the name of Star – not only did that of the tune plagued her mind, but that of a talented butler; how her loins quenched at the thought of him. A fragile hand placed upon the woman's bare shoulder was enough to bring her from her musically induced trance.

"My Lady, are you all right? You've been staring off into the distant crowd for the past couple of minutes." The softer southern accent touched the other girl's ears in a lovely fashion, it was welcomed. Star gave a faltered smile and nodded, "Quite fine, Miss Charity. I'm surprised you're not with your Prince."

The Carolinian belle blushed, and waved her hands in front of her, "A-ah! Please, don't tell Prince Soma - I told him I'd be right back! I've never been to one of these fancy balls and the like. Is it always this stuffy? I actually came over to get something to drink, I'm parched." She told, gesturing to the table behind the woman. Star was startled she'd not realized she was standing in front of the refreshment table, she felt more embarrassed than anything; how long had she been blocking it?

Star moved to the left slightly, allowing the girl to take what she'd needed. When she'd picked up a crystal glass filled with champagne, Charity looked over at the girl from the corner of her eye. "I know that look." She chortled, obviously seeing that she was stricken with the love bug. Star's eyebrows rose with slight startle, "Oh?"

Charity beamed, her lips were painted a fine rose red to match her cheeks, "You've got that rope tied right 'round your heart, Miss Star; I imagine the cowboy that did it is standing right across the way, holding onto another woman's hands, am I right?" she asked, nodding towards a dancing butler and a flushed partner. Sebastian's face was less than pleased – his mind elsewhere. Charity took note of that quickly and stored it in her mind.

Star's eyes were instantly downcast, "I wasn't aware he came with anyone."

Charity sat her glass down, "Honey, I don't right imagine Mr. Michaelis would bring another lady to such a swanky little get together, especially when you're right across the way. He doesn't seem like the type to give a hoot about anyone but his master and one other girl." The young woman's accent had become thicker upon her returning to her homeland and then returning to England for a visit. "Sides', if he did, ain't that his loss?"

Star rubbed her bare arm, the silk of her dress cascaded around her legs and pooled on the floor, her eyes trailed over the curves, avoiding Charity's questions. The sandy-blonde let out a meek sigh and patted her shoulder, "Ain't nothing' but a thing, Miss Star; don't fret over such petty thoughts." She advised her friend, taking one last look before trotting off to awaiting Indian males.

Upon reaching them, she was greeted by the ever so energetic Soma. "Ah, Charity, where did you wander off to? I was beginning to worry about you!" Soma wrapped his arm around his new wife fondly, and in more of a 'brotherly' fashion than she wanted. "Just talking to that sweet-pea, Miss Star; you know, friendly female conversation. She spoke of Mr. Michaelis tenderly, you know – just as fondly as you do me."

Soma felt a chill roll down his spine. "Eh, is that so?" he asked, a nervous chuckle emitting from his throat. Charity nodded in confirmation, "It is. I was wondering if Agni might help me out. Asking you would be just too darn obvious and suspicious to have you help me." Soma whined slightly, not appreciating his Khansama getting more attention than he. Charity shushed him, "Would you rather brush shoulders with Sebastian yourself then?"

She didn't need another reason; that easily sent a distant chill down his spine.

Soma agreed to allow Agni to dance with his fiancé; being a humble and dedicated servant, Agni easily accepted the offer. Upon taking to the dance floor, she encouraged Soma to dance with the moping Lady Star – hesitant at the offer; he complied once more and did as she wished.

The melody was fairly wilder, sending a wave of dancing people in and out of the crowd. Had someone been watching from above, it'd seem a blooming flower; caressed by jewels, clothed petals, and shimmering lights. It was all too captivating.

As they danced, Charity easily took lead – startling the Indian butler no doubt – and shifted them towards Soma and Star; If she could had him off to the other lady, she'd get Soma to herself and even the plan would proceed as followed. She informed Agni on what to do prior; she only needed to follow through.

When it did come time to change partners, Charity nearly threw poor Agni into the girl, stealing the younger prince away, and leaving the two and merging into the nearby crowd. Agni looked down at the woman, giving a friendly smile – to which she responded meekly.

Agni eagerly looked around; spotting the man he was to trade off with, and made his way in that direction. Upon doing so, he caught onto the struggle of Star – she seemed incredibly hesitant to go in that particular direction. He assumed it was because of Sebastian, and she was trying to thoroughly avoid him. However, he couldn't disobey his God, or his future Goddess.

Agni let the girl slip into the awaiting hands of the Phantomhive butler; much to his surprise, Sebastian took her and began to dance as if they'd been doing so for many a years. Needless to say, Agni returned to his master, reporting the deed was done – Charity was pleased with the development, and congratulated them both on creating such a wonderful scene while pairing two souls meant to be.

Star's feet were becoming increasingly exhausted; Sebastian hadn't stopped since he received the girl. They'd been dancing waltzes for the past 3o minutes, and she just wanted to stop. She'd opened her mouth to protest Sebastian's rigorous dancing methods, but was promptly silenced as she was dragged off from the mob by the butler himself.

It wasn't until she was pulled into a rather body-hugging janitorial closet that Sebastian spoke. "What do you think you were doing, dancing with that man? I don't like other men, let alone 'friends' of mine, touching my things." He spoke to her in a deep baritone, with somewhat intimidating connotations. His hand pushed against the door, keeping her from moving and departing the tight space.

Star's whimpers were easily heard. Oh, how that fueled Sebastian's fire like gasoline. Her pleads fell on deaf ears as his hands almost magically undid her bodice. He had such nimble fingers – it's no wonder why almost every woman fell to his demonic charm. Her breasts heaved forth, and overflowed – giving him a delightful view of lumps of large flesh and erect nipples. Sebastian's gloved fingers easily manipulated the pink buds, making them ultimately firm and sensitive.

He leaned down taking one between his pearly whites, tugging just so slightly. The girl let out a surprised squeal at the new sensation – too loud for the demon butler's likes. He pulled away, mostly to make her get to a breaking point where she'd beg for him repeatedly – but also to tug his hanky from his breast pocket. The cloth was then put to her lips - she opened her mouth to question curiously – but was immediately silenced by the rag shoved into her gullet.

Once that was done – he knew she'd not be able to scream loudly (though he desperately wanted to hear his name screamed to the Heavens), and that would enable him to pleasure himself and punish her for being in another man's arms. Sebastian's hand lifted her skirt up entirely, shoving her frame into the wall. He hoisted her up, the closet being small enough for her to actually put her feet on the wall behind him, and still have bent knees. His hand went straight to her bum, squeezing and cupping it in a gruff manner; he slipped his hand into her bloomers and easily shoved a finger inside of her already dampened warmth. It was an awkward position, but fairly pleasing to the lady being fondled.

Star began to moan wildly, her voice muffled by the moist cloth – she'd begun to salivate at the intense feeling being received from Sebastian's simply talented digit. Her hips began to rock, her panties soaked through, and sweat began to bead on her exposed chest and face. Her cheeks got warmer as she began to climax, the feeling of that familiar release washed over her like a river – it was sublime! Star's breathing was ragged as her body jerked and rode out that singly powerful contraction around his finger.

Sebastian's face was smug – full of intense pleasure from watching her ache for him; it made him passionate about what he was about to do to her. He gently sat her down on her feet, to get her underwear pulled off – she wobbled numerous times, still hot and dazed from the polite 'finger fucking', as people call it. Once he pulled her bloomers off, he dropped them to the side and dropped his own pants – she questioned this, but did not speak do to the cloth inserted into her mouth. He leaned down, and picked her up again – and rather harshly shoved her onto his firm rod. It wasn't with warning like last time, and it made her squeal in surprise – her sounds muffled and her warmth filled, the girl was intoxicated by desire. Sebastian's grunt was pleasing to her ear as he held her close to his hips and had a tight hold on her firm buttocks. She kept her hands gripped tightly on the man's shoulders, making sure she wouldn't slip.

But, slip she did. However, the feeling of sliding up and down on the meaty flesh inside her was anything but unwelcomed. She felt him move inside her, it sent the sensitive girl on a moaning frenzy! The feeling of him pulsing, thrusting, jerking… It was far too much; it was even better standing up!

Sebastian held her steady by her bottom, moving her up and down, their flesh slapping together in such a delightful rhythm. Star's muffled moans were harmonized with the soft grunts of the demon butler. It was all so hypnotic to the young girl. It wasn't long before the inexperienced lady's toes curled, her back arched, and her walls gripped around the still stiff Sebastian. She convulsed continuously as the butler strived for a decent release – it didn't happen quite as quickly as he anticipated and the pleasured Star was forced to go along for the ride, being punished over for her deeds.

Just as Sebastian came, he tugged himself away from her regrettably, and left a dirty mess all over her clothing; of course that upset him – he couldn't let the public know what they'd been doing. He panted softly, exhausted momentarily from their little urges – and then promptly ripped her dress off right there! Being a butler, his work was never done; he'd clean this and get it back to her swiftly.

"S-SEBASTIAN!" she squealed, covering herself from being exposed so viciously.

He sighed at the remnants of his release on her decadent gown; it was an attractive and expensive looking article. It would be a shame not to clean it. He heard her slight pleads of protesting and turned to her; she'd taken that pesky hanky from her mouth it had seemed. No worries about that.

Sebastian raised a finger to his thin lips once more.

"Quiet Miss Star; You wouldn't want someone to get curious, now would you?"