This chapter was inspired by the song Wake Me Up by Avicii. I want to dedicate this chapter to my friend, LadyMakelleTrancy. She inspired this chapter. Warning: there will be some heavy citrus later but, still no full lemon. Now, enjoy!


Recap: The world went black and the last thing she heard was Druitt's final comment about her, his robin.


Sebastian stepped out of the white box, completely unharmed. He hadn't expected Lau to aim right for his head but he was fine none the less. He scanned the room for his master and kitten, ignoring the bickering of Madame Red and Lau beside him.

He felt his stomach drop when he realized that both of them were gone. He turned to the arguing pair.

"Excuse me but, have you two seen the twins?" he asked with a smile and a slight bow. Both people paled when they realized both brother and sister were gone. Madame Red was the first to compose herself.

"I'm sure they're fine, they must have found something. " She waved him off. " Why don't you go find them?"

"I will. Now please, excuse me. " He humbly said before bowing once more and exiting the room.

Using his demon senses, he was able to track them by their scents. Ciel's was a pleasant mixture of paper, mint, and Earl Gray Tea. IIb's was one that he found rather intoxicating, a deliciously sweet mixture of fruit and flowers. He followed the trail up a flight of stairs, behind a curtain, and through a door when he was hit with the suffocating smell of knockout gas.

In the dark purple room lay his master, unconscious. Concerned, Sebastian lifted him up and kept walking. He had to find her as well, or Ciel would kill him.

He followed the hallway to a large room filled with people with blindfolds on, including the Viscount Druitt who was up on stage with an assistant and a large object that was covered with a black cloth.

"And now, ladies and gentlemen, out prized piece of the evening. " Druitt called out to the crowd. Sebastian's eyes narrowed as the assistant reached for the cloth.

In one swift movement, the cloth was whipped off to show a large cage. And inside sat Ibara, tied and blindfolded.

Ib could hear the crowd. She figured out in the few moments that she was awake that she was being put up for auction. She would have used her powers but, she was still inhibited by the drugs that had knocked her out in the first place. She let her head droop a bit and in a last-ditch effort, she whispered Sebastian's name.

She felt a cold blast of wind and heard the thunk of knives embedding themselves in people's bodies and felt her spirits rise slightly. The room soon warmed up again and she sat expectantly not knowing what had and was happening.

When she heard the sound of diner knives being lazily dragged across the bars of what she assumed was a cage, she turned to face the direction.

She jumped when she heard a husky voice whisper right behind her.

"You know, kitten? I think I prefer you all tied up like that." Sebastian purred. "Makes it harder for you to sink your claws into me. "

"Really? From the reactions I get, I was starting to think you enjoyed it." she toyed right back. She could practically hear the smirk in his voice with his next words.

"That's the thing, kitten. I enjoy it far too much. "

Her face flushed and she scowled, not that you could tell with the blindfold on.

"Just get me out if this damn cage, Sebastian. " She hissed at him. She heard the bending of metal and felt the familiar yet strange feeling of gloved hands around her waist.

Sebastian stopped in front off her and removed her blindfold, revealing her olive-green eyes that stared right into his. But, he realized there was something wrong. They didn't hold that spark they usually did. They were clouded from the drugs.

He let his hands automatically cut the ropes binding her, afterwards, placing his hands on her hips and letting her hands rest on his shoulders for stability.

Exhausted from the evening, she leaned forwards and gently buried her face in his shoulder. Sebastian's eyes widened with shock as she wrapped her thin arms around his neck. He lifted her up so he could support her with one of his arms and she could see everything.

"Order's, my lady?" He asked her.

"Just get us out of this hell-hole. " She mumbled as she rested her temple against his. For once, he felt his cheeks burn along with the back of his neck.

"Yes, my lady. " He said as he ran and jumped out the window, landing on the neighbouring rooftop. In a dark blur, they disappeared into the night.

As Sebastian ran, aha asked him a question that just occurred to her.

"Sebastian, where's Ciel?" she asked softly. He smiled up at her.

"I placed him in the carriage already, no need to fret, my kitten. " He hummed just as softly. She then did something he didn't expect. She gently pressed her lips to his forehead and said, "You know Sebastian? You truly are one hell of a butler. "

Then Ib curled up in his arms and fell asleep.


When Ib woke up an hour later, at midnight, she was disoriented and sore. With a glance at her surroundings, she realized that she was in her own room.

She lazily rolled off the bed, Sebastian's stolen shirt half undone and hanging off her right shoulder. She bent over, flipping her hair, and ran her fingers gently through it.

As she straightened up, she heard a deep chuckle behind her, making her jump and turn around.

"Aww, I was enjoying the view. What did I tell you about slowing down? "Sebastian joked, lounging on the chair in the corner of her room.

She glared at him.

"What the actual fuck, Sebastian?! How is it you always manage to catch me at my worst moments? "

" Perhaps I just enjoy the scenery." he smirked. Her cheeks burned as she playfully smacked his arm.

"Don't you have better things to do?"she hissed with false venom.

"No. "he replied, completely pokerfaced. She glared at him before lunging at him, making both of them fall to the floor. Again.

She sat on his waist, thighs squeezing his sides gently. He smirked up at her, gazing first at her face. She had her hands planted on either side of his head so she could lean over him successfully.

She then used one hand to lazily play with his tie while her other hand held her up. Sebastian let his hands trail up her thighs and rubbed circles there with his thumbs so he kept brushing under her/his shirt. (A/N : Let's face it, he's never getting that shirt back. XD)

"Keep doing that and you'll regret it later. " She purred as she tugged on his tie. He gave her an innocent look.

"Whatever could you mean?"

She let go of his tie and sat up so her pelvis rested against his. She could feel something hard pressing against her. Just what she was looking for.

He raised himself onto his forearms, watching with curiosity at her ministrations. Her expressionless face turned playfully cruel as she ground down in him, forcing a pleasure filled moan to escape Sebastian's lips. She then grasped his tie again to pull his face closer.

Still grinding on him, she angled her face so their lips would catch, melding together in new-found passion.

His hands found the top of her shirt and completely unbuttoned it, reviling the black lace she was wearing underneath. He would thank May-Rin later.

He placed his hands on her hips, forcing her down a bit harder in him as he gently pushed up, creating a delicious friction between them only making things hotter.

He pulled his lips away from their little tongue war and began to kiss his way down her neck, gently sinking his teeth into her tender flesh. She took a sharp inhale as his head trailed lower and exhaled when he made his way back up.

She realized that he was taking control so, because she couldn't just let that happen, she began to unbutton the front of his shirt, reviling his smooth, pale, incredibly toned chest and abs.

Noticing her attempts, he quickly rolled them over so he was now hovering over her. Her eyes widened momentarily as he flashed her triumphant look before reattaching his lips to her fair skin.

She had to do everything in her power to keep quiet as Sebastian worked magic on her. Leaving her bra on, he continued to kiss his way down he toned stomach, her chest heaving with uneven breaths that were increasing as his tongue swirled patterns down he body. She looks down at him when he reached the waist band of her panties.

He glanced up into her eyes with a dark glint as he grasped the edge of her panties with his teeth and began to pull. She felt her thighs begin to quiver with anticipation, the heat pooling in her lower abdomen becoming unbearable...when he let go.

The waistband snapped back and he gave her a relatively satisfied look. Her eyes narrowed as he leaned forward and grasped her chin in his hand.

"What's wrong, my kitten?" he chuckled. "We're you expecting more?"

She glanced down and off to the side, too embarrassed to admit it. He continued to chuckle as he lifted her legs up, much to her surprise. She had thought he was done.

"Then let's finish what we started. " He said as he seductively licked his lips. He let his lips graze the soft skin of her inner thigh, sinking his teeth into it and making her yelp. His soft laughter could be heard as she huffed in annoyance at him.

Just when she thought he was only messing with her again, he trailed his tongue over the wet cloth covering her dripping folds, making her back arch. He continued to do that, causing her to moan over and over again.

"Se-Sebastain!" she whimpered. His eyes glowed magenta as he continuously lapped at her. But, it wasn't enough.

He slipped his fingers into her panties where he swiftly slid two fingers inside of her. She gasped and firmly grasped his shoulders.

He slid his fingers in and out, slowly at first but, steadily picking up the pace, her mewls growing louder and louder.

He curled his fingers, finding that special place inside of her, almost making her scream.

He made sure to hit it over and over, finally adding another finger. She rolled her head back, only incoherent sounds and a garbled version of his name escaping her lips.

Using his thumb, he massaged her clit, adding to the building pressure inside if her. Her wetness seeped out, dripping a little ways down her legs and pooling on the floor.

Her hands fisted his shirt, pulling him in for another long kiss. Their tongues fought, wrestling for dominance.

With a final thrust of his fingers, she went flying over the edge, her body exploding with pleasure, making her back arch and her eyes shut as they rolled back in her head.

He regarded her with fascination as she came down from her climax, her breathing heavy until she fell into a deep sleep.

"Good night, my kitten. " He said as he picked her up from the floor and gently laid her on the bed, tucking her under the covers, adjusting his appearance, replacing his gloves, and leaving the room to make preparations for tomorrow.


A/N: Half-lemon! Yay! I didn't even think I could write like that. I hope it was good and well written. I tried my best and this was my first time writing this kind of thing. There will be a lot of this coming up so, if you like it, good. If not, I'll make sure to add other stuff too.

Just a quick announcement

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I will be writing a second book and , hopefully a third one as well. The first one still has aways to go but, I have already planned to carry this story for a while. Hope you enjoyed this chapter.

That's all I got. Ta for now!