Pfew. Studying, working & damn headaches. That pretty much sums up my life at the moment...it took me a while re-write the story - even though this is actually a rather short part. Oh well, this is the second sin out of seven, 'Gluttony'.

Much to my dismay, I do not own Kuroshitsuji.

Enjoy~

She had been working all day long. Attending meetings, reading one contract after the other, revising them, re-reading them, signing them afterwards...and even though she had to do this on a daily basis, it still wore her out greatly. So, naturally, she impatiently anticipated the evening hours - a time she often used to pursue her most favorite hobby: feasting.

Sweet things were her favorite, chocolate at the very top. If she could, she would subsist of chocolate desserts only - that butler of her was just too skilled at cooking after all. That is why it had not surprised her at all, when she noticed that her clothes had been clinging on her a little bit more tightly. Especially around the area of her chest. He had noticed that as well.

"Sahh. ~" She let out a happy sigh as the heavenly taste of rich chocolate filled her mouth. For once, a soft, childlike smile was displayed on her, usually, straight face. Who knew that a mere chocolate cake could bring so much joy to her? Well, he did. After all he knew exactly how to please his mistress. As he took a look at her, he could not help but let out a small laugh at her current expression. 'Innocence' would be a perfect description for it.

Yet her actions towards him were quite the opposite, anything but innocent. ~

But of course he would never say that out loud.

Slowly he bent down to her level, his lips only a few inches away from her cheek. The fork, which she had been holding onto until now, stopped dead in its tracks as his breath tickled her cheek. Her eyes widen, while his held a glint of amusement. "Maybe my Lady should stop devouring one cake after the other. It would be a shame if you would not fit into that wonderful crimson dress of yours anymore, wouldn't it? ~"

Her eyebrows furrowed as an angry red color made its way to her face. Parting her lips in order to give him an scolding answer, she quickly shut up as he whipped away some remains of the chocolate icing from the corner of her mouth. His eyes began to glow, once he licked the overly sweet substance off his thumb. "Although...maybe my Lady should continue to give into her carves. It would give our nightly activities a whole new meaning. ~" With that being said he turned on his heel and walked out of the dining room, leaving his, by now madly blushing, mistress behind.

Whether her blush appeared out of humiliation, or because of what was about to happen that night, shall remain her secret.