Chapter 3: The Doll Shop and what Elizabeth Found There.
THIS CHAPTER DEDICATED TO MY LOVELY FIRST REVIEWER: Philosoophy!I hope I got your name right!
Disclaimer: Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler is not mine.
Warning: Lime and sexual tension/embarrassment. Also, this chapter is mainly from Drocell's point of view. (POV)
Chapter 3:The Doll Shop and what Elizabeth Found There.
A soft breeze wove through Elizabeth's hair as Drocell watched her sleep. They sat on a picnic blanket that was set on the front yard f the mansion formerly belonging to the Duke of Mandalay. It had been nearly an hour since she'd followed him into his shop, yet all he could do was watch her lie there immobile. What was it about her that intrigued him so? Perhaps it was the fact that she felt so strongly, and he could no longer feel emotion at all? Either way, he was becoming increasingly distant, and this might push away the girl. He found himself feeling, wondering just how she would react when she found out that he was a puppet that had been brought to life, killed, and brought back to life yet again. He had no master any longer, and the doll shop he ran no longer kidnapped young girls to use as dolls for his shop. Drocell mentally pictured what this girl would be like as a doll, and he felt himself heat up a bit, even though he knew that was just a memory of when he had been human since his body could no longer do such things as heat up and cool down.
"And I think to myself, she would have been beautiful. I would have given her long, dark hair, as black as the swallow's wings, and soft hazel eyes, a mixture of emerald and amber. Her skin would be a warm light brown, the color of darkened honey, and her lips would be pale pink. And I think to myself, why should I not turn her int a doll as beautiful that as been described such. Yet, I think to myself that these would not do her justice. Others think her commonplace and drab, but to my eye, she is lovely. She is my doll."
Here the girl laying next to him shifted in her sleep and moaned. Her eyes fluttering open, she quickly bolted upwards and looked around frantically. He remained still and calm as she breathed deeply, taking in her surroundings. Cocking his head to one side, an audible crack was heard and she spun around to face him, a dangerous gleam in her eye that softened when she saw him. He noticed that she immediately tried to regain that hard, cold look, but could not. A small smirk played on his lips as he moved closer to her.
"Why did you bring me here, and why did you render me unconscious in your doll shop?"
"I brought you here because you were unhappy with your life. And I think to myself, is she not the one who sought me out, and followed me willingly to my shop? And yet, she would make a most pleasing doll~"
Here he smirked and leaned in, brushing a white-gloved hand over her cheek. Instead of blushing as the other young girls he had done this to, she scowled and slapped his hand away, causing him to frown.
"If you think that's going to work on me, then try again! Yes I wanted to see you, because you gave me this ring and I never understood why. I also came here to tell you that I can't accept this gift, as marvelous as it is, and that I need to return it. And for your information, Mr. Keinz, I am perfectly happy with my life!"
She got up in a huff, threw the ring at his head, and prepared to storm off when his arm locked around her waist and pulled her back flush against his solid wooden chest. She gasped and immediately began to struggle as his grip tightened. A flush came to her cheeks as his cold breath fanned over the back of her neck when he spoke.
"And I think to myself, this girl is very lacking in manners when she is upset, and she wishes to leave. Yet, I think those men who chased her will find her quite easily if they know where she resides, works, and spends her time." Here he leaned even closer, one hand sliding up her waist to curve under her breast, causing her to gasp. "And I think to myself, if she truly thought that I would let her go, after discovering that she makes me feel, then she is as much a fool as I myself am one."
As the last words left him, he stood, the hand that was under her breast sliding up once more to cover her mouth, thus effectively preventing her from screaming. He picked her up by sliding the hand that had been at her waist under her knees, and he swiftly carried her to the old mansion. Knocking aside the door, Drocell hurriedly carried her up the stairs to the third floor, where his bedroom lay. He tossed her gently onto the bed, and climbed on top of her. She let out a muffled scream as he grasped her hands with one of his and pinned them above her head, all the while still keeping his left hand over her mouth. Rummaging through the drawer on his nightstand, the former butler pulled out an old cloth handkerchief that was incredibly sturdy despite its age. He used this to tie her hands to the bed above her, and then he removed his gloves using his teeth. A shrill, piercing scream sounded in his ear, and he tied the fingers of his gloves together before wrapping them around her skull. Smirking at the sight of the flushed girl on his bed, tied and unable to fight him, he lowered himself flush against her soft, pliant body, and felt a wave of heat fly through him.
Drocell leaned in until their lips were an inch apart, and swiftly removed the gag before pressing his lips to hers. Her mouth was soft and warm, and he pushed his tongue into her mouth, letting it tangle with her own as a small moan escaped her. Wooden fingers pressed gently against her tender breast as Drocell kneaded and massaged her flesh. A warm, passionate heat spiraled through her system, causing a wetness to grow between her thighs. Elizabeth whimpered, and he found himself responding by lifting her unbound legs and wrapping them around his waist. His groin was pressed firmly against her pelvis, and she whimpered as her wet heat ground against his hard body. She was running out of air, and he finally pulled back from their intense kiss. Elizabeth's vision swam, and she slumped against the satiny pillows as Drocell untangled her legs from his. Bending over her, he checked her pulse and her breathing and was relieved to find that she'd only passed put. Laying down beside her, Drocell wrapped his arms about her waist and closed his eyes to sleep.
*End of Chapter 3*
Hope you all enjoyed that chapter, I've decided to update once every two weeks on this, or sooner if I feel like it, because I have work to get done and my grandparents are in town. If I'm not heard from in three weeks, then this story will be on hiatus a month because that's when school starts. College is a PAIN.
