That Butler, Midnight Romp

Setting: The Elizabethan Theater

Time: 19:00 (7pm to be exact)

Occupants: Ciel, Lau, Sebastian, Contessa and Selita

Whereabouts: Still at the Elizabethan Theater...The young Earl, Sebastian (except for Lau who is in utter glee the whole time) are attending their very first burlesque show.

Story: During the performance...one unwanted visitor steals the show and tries to ruin it by horribly singing out of tune. Later that night Selita stays over and has a chat with the young earl about her involvement with Roman Magee over a late light dinner.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji nor the characters, except for my main character and other minor characters

Warning Rated M: coarse language, graphic sex, nudity and more violence. Reader's discretion is advised

Author's Note: In this chapter things will come out in the opening to complete the case. And will surprise you in many ways the silliness that you wouldn't expect one or two characters to do and...well and more fighting. There is a VERY seductive creepy dream Lemon towards the end of the story, Yes that's right I said lemon. Just a warning...btw the whole time while I was typing this up...I've been listening to a bunch of underground music and ol' skool...such as Matthew Dear, Flying Lotus, Madvillian etc. Anyways enjoy the story...=)

Update: Geeze now I see why I had to come back to this chapter! UGH! there were so many grammar and spelling mistakes in this one that it was driving me crazy. So now here I am. Re-editing everything and taking out shit because it didn't make any sense. Anyhow, the creepy seductive fuckable lemon still stays! LOL

Chapter XI

Romped

To his surprise he didn't think he would see his songbird on stage dressed like that! Let alone performing in front of a crowd of strangers. Slightly wide-eyed with intrigue, Ciel watched her carefully...at first there was nothing but silence.

A few whispers here and there, an unannounced coughing from patrons across the isle making the theater house uncomfortably awkward. Whispering to himself..."Come on Contessa, do something? The audience is waiting for you."

At the same time, Sebastian and Lau sat there in their seats in awe to the reappearance of Contessa. Both men were also curious to see where things will play out.

However, before coming on stage...Contessa whimpered and pleaded with her sister that she wouldn't be comfortable doing this role.

In frustration, Selita softly smiled and then sat her down quickly into a near by chair convincing Contessa that all she had to do was follow her lead and that she'll take care the rest. Seeing that her sister was serious, Contessa reluctantly nodded and agreed to do the act with her.

Taking in a long deep breath, Contessa closed her doe-eyes humming a slow hypnotic tune. As soon as the tune was played….her sister…Selita waltz onto stage in a slightly revealing costume that matched Contessa's.

Both of them wore a black and white sweet-heart shaped, neckline bodice with black and white roses dotting the bottom of the bodice as close knitted skirt. Their dusky hair were slicked back in the front and wavy from the side showcasing more of their petite umber faces.

Slowly just like magic, the twins hummed to one another, both clasping each others hands in a sisterly embrace, dancing in slow circles around each other. This sight of it all captured the entire audience's feelings of the alluring siren-like melody.

The sound was so…Wildly, Intriguing and Soulfully Enchanting.

By Act Three, the show was in full swing, the audience roared in laughter of the raunchy caricatures of political silliness of the world. Before the show could reached it's climax; the lights suddenly blacken out. Causing the audience to scream and holler bloody murder for someone to turn back on the lights.

"Oi! What 'appen to the lights?" yelled one of the patrons. ''Yeah!" shouted another. Just abruptly there were heavy clacking of heels running above the stage rafters.

"Who goes there! Whoever you are! Your disrupting my show!" Yelled Mister Lisle running onto stage pointing and looking up angrily at the intruder. Suddenly with one single light shone above them, someone clad all in deep pretty…RED. "Tra la la la Faaaahh! Dooooo! It is I the lovely angel of Death is here to reap your soul!" Sang out loudly this rather odd person with crimson red hair and glasses.

It was none other than….Grell Sutcliff. Who wore an deep bloody red dress that showed his sexy curvy legs. Gracefully he pranced merrily around the stage twisting his dress around in his hand teasing the angered stage manger. sauntering around the three like a cat stalking it's prey.

"Oh, Mister Lisle how rude of you! Is that how you address an angelic actress with that tone and why do you need these two when you-" He'd stopped talking for a second when his eyes scanned the audience and happily noticed his 'beloved' sitting in the audience glaring directly at him or so he thought.

Grell dashes off the stage to rush to his 'love's' seated position, leaving the two women and stage manager dumbfounded. "H-hey you ugly "woman'' come back here!" Yelled Anatole while whaling his arms around in rile.

"Ahh! Sebastian Daaarrrlllliiiinnnngggg!" Immediately with calm, Sebastian gracefully leaped and ninja flipped from his seat and onto the stage. Making the crowd clap in awe at the "performance" before them.

All Ciel could do was mumble under his breath. "Tch show off..." while Grell felt flat on his face into the empty seat next to the young Earl. Feeling and rubbing around the chair lustfully and smelling it. (Grell is smelling Sebastian's warm imprint of his ass on the chair..eww)

Since the redheaded reaper was too busy enjoying the sensation of his 'scent', Grell didn't realized that he was being closely watched by theater goers in disgust, especially by the young Earl and Lau.

Stopping, he looked up witnessing the disgusted glares of his actions. "Uh..Ah hah ah ha, e-excuse me." he said as he blushed profusely. "W-wait, S-Sebastian Darling!" screamed the love struck reaper after him.

Landing smoothly, Sebastian saunters over to the two twins, quickly he whispers into Selita and Contessa's ears. Both of them looked alarmed when he told them that there was another above the rafters, watching and waiting for a chance to strike.

Without warning, a sharp dagger was swiftly thrown down towards Contessa's head, just in the nick of time Sebastian caught the blade in-between his gloved fingers. And then gently as possible he grabbed ahold of both twins hands and twirled them around the stage out of harms way.

At the same time, Contessa continue to twirl onto stage right crashing into Grell, running his way towards Sebastian..."Aaahh!" both of them screamed as they both careened into the red curtains ripping from it's clippers.

Ciel and Lau stood up in utter shock until another uproar of laughter came from the audience. "Haha...my young Earl, your umber skinned maid is quiet the entertainer the audience is rather captivated. They are really enjoying this!"

"Lau... I-I don't think this part of the show?" He replied in concern.

"How so Earl...? I think she's doing an excellent performance."

Once stopped, she found herself lying on top of the redheaded reaper and screamed loudly under the curtains. Contessa scrambled to stand up and free herself of the entanglement of legs, hair and dresses. Pulling the redness away from her face, she witnessed Sebastian dancing with her sister!

"Oooohh that...that...BASTARD!" cursed Contessa under her breath gritting her pearly whites in anger. Taking her sister's delicate hand he whispers..."Please follow my lead Madam..." He said while smiling down to Selita.

Once he said that, the butler started singing the tune that Contessa sung last night in the kitchen...

Instantly she recognized the song..."Sebastian?" she looked to him in awe. "Does he even know that the song was meant for him and only him? And why is he singing it here?" Contessa again gritted her teeth in anger, she felt like he was singing all of her hidden secrets and feelings to the world.

"How utterly embarrassing." she thought to herself in shame. However...she continued to watch them both flawlessly dodge each of the attacks from above. Without much effort Sebastian dipped and twirled Selita on the ques of the music in his arms as he smoothly flashed out his choice weaponry.

Upon doing so, he threw them right up to the assailant who held up a small sand bag above his head. Causing it to explode in a blur of light brown dust. This again caused the enraptured audience to roar in cheers and whistles to the spectacular action.

Meanwhile the assailant dodged the returned attack by cutting off one the stage heavy sand bags from above and swiftly threw one down onto the stage below. With his demonic hearing, He lead Selita across the stage waltzing beautifully side to side dodging each of them to the symphonic tune of "Unrequited Love".

Frustrated that he couldn't land a solid blow to the elusive butler's head, the unknown assailant sneered a little until he spotted someone familiar on the right side of the stage. Grinning sinisterly to himself he came up with a solid plan.

Quickly he dashed off towards her position, jumps down from the stairs, snuck up and captured her from behind. Pulling out another dagger, he pitted up against her swan-like neck then dragged her off stage into a darken corner.

Slamming her up against the wall, he spoke..."I've got you now my dark skinned doll, be a good girl and come with me. Don't make any sudden moves and do not call out to that man. If you do I'll end your life right here." He whispered hotly into her ear.

Contessa knew who's voice it was when she heard him say 'doll'. "Ah! Malakhi, let go of me-" before finishing her sentence she was abruptly interrupted by a loud motorous sound from behind them.

"I think not sir, you see I'm here to reap that soul. So hand her over!" announced Grell revving his modified 'death scythe' standing wide leg in his sexy deep red dress. Malakhi glared at him with rile and then in disgust..."Oh and why should I listen to a cross dressing circus freak like you? "

"How dare you call me! An gorgeous lady! A cross-dressing circus freak you uncouth bastard! stomped Grell in anger. "Your not so good-looking yourself y-you Boars Ass!"

"Tch, shut it you dolt! I'll kill her if you say another damn-" suddenly out of nowhere Contessa threw some talc into his eyes blinding him for seconds. Malakhi screamed in pain as he grabbed his eyes. This was a chance for her to escape his clutches and dash off towards Sebastian and Selita. At the same time, the redheaded reaper yelled after the fleeing woman.

"Hey wait you! Your scheduled to die!"

"No I'm not you freak!"

Alarmed by the sight of Contessa trying to run back into stage away from Malakhi and Grell whiling his 'Death Scythe' around in the air like a manic. Trying to scream for Sebastian to pay attention to her, Contessa was caught once again by Malakhi dragging her away.

Immediately jumping out his seat, Ciel runs towards the stage yelling at his demonic manservant to go after Malakhi and go save his songbird. Again the audience roared in laughter. With a bewildered raised eyebrow, Ciel thought... "They DO really think this is part of the show?"

Looking back, Ciel side-eyes Lau as he stood up giving a standing ovation to the chaos on the stage. Shaking his head down in disappointment. "What a fool!" cursed the young Earl under his breath. Continuing towards the stage again Ciel points towards stage right for his manservant go after them.

On that command, Sebastian bows before the audience and to Madam Godeaux leaving her to finish the rest of the show. Swiftly running through the theater's corridor towards the Exit. Upon arriving outside, Sebastian spots Malakhi roughly pushing Contessa up a flight of fire escape stairs to the roof.

Gritting his teeth in slight irritation the dark butler starts to climb the stairs after them. Running right behind him was Grell and the young master, "Grell Sutcliff what are you doing here?" asked Ciel rather dryly.

"Why should I tell a little brat like you anything, it should be obvious enough. I'm here to see my Sebastian Darling and reap that woman's soul."

"Why do you need to reap her soul? Is she scheduled to die? Or are you just saying that because your jealous of her?" replied Ciel chuckling to the reaper in a teasing matter.

"Tch, how dare y-you damn brat Question my motives!" he said in a huff and then continued..."I've already told you that I'm here on special business."

"And what special business is that?" he asked the agitated reaper while eying his loud dress in amusement. He didn't respond to the young earl's question, but only sneered in silence.

Upon arriving to the roof top... Sebastian witness the Gray butler backhanded his forbidden songbird hard across the face, sending her backwards onto the gravel. "You stupid whore tell me where you hid the rune! I won't hesitate to I'll kill you instantly, you hear me!"

Spitting out blood from her mouth, she laughs at him hysterically. "Ha ha ha how stupid are you Malakhi? What makes you think I have it in my possession? You're a fool to believe so, I-I'm not the one who has it." she said as she started to fainted into unconsciousness.

His green cat-like eyes lit up when he realized that it was the other twin, this whole time he'd been chasing Contessa was because of Selita! "That damn tease. Should have known." he thought in anger and disgust.

Also not paying attention to the dark figure that encroached right from behind him. Without warning Sebastian swiftly falcon punched him from the back of his head.

As soon as Malakhi realized what had hit him...he stumbled to his feet, squaring his cold gaze towards the poised grinning butler. "H-how dare you sucker punch me Sebastard Dick-less! The faithful little Lord Phantomhive's bitch! Why do you interrupt my fun?" he pouted in a childish manner while rubbing the back of his head.

Rolling his eyes in annoyance and placing his gloved hand on his temples he answers. "Haa...I find it interesting that you seemed to be playing the 'victim' even though you're just the lackie. And besides I'm tired of you harassing my songbird!" he said while fuming in anger.

Malakhi raised an platinum blond brow in shock, he was astonished by his answer...songbird?...that undesirable his songbird! "Ha ha ha don't make me laugh you stiff shirt-"

"Hey! You Boar's Ass don't you make fun of my Sebastian Darling!" shouted Grell as he hopped onto the roof top. "And that woman you slapped earlier is scheduled to die, so hand her over!"

"Oh really? Well let's make that happen now!" Malakhi ran over to Contessa's limp body scooping her up in his arms. Glancing at the black butler, he smirked with malice as he carelessly tossed her like a ragged doll over the side of the building.

"Oops...I'm sorry...she just...slipped out of my hands!" grinned Malakhi devilishly. Without hesitation, Sebastian runs toward the edge diving off the side of the building, capturing Contessa in mid-air safely in his arms.

Landing without any effort, the butler gazes upon her in a worried state. "Contessa?...Contessa?" he called out to her while sweeping some of her dusky hair away from her bruised cheek. He could feel her breathing, but she did not stir when he called out to her. Again he gritted his teeth together in irritation. "So He wants to play...I'll give him a game to play.." smirked the butler in resolve.

Jaunting over to his side was Selita, Lau and Ciel. "Sebastian...?" the butler didn't hear his master calling out to him, the demon's eyes were filled with anger. Carefully handing his unconscious songbird over to her sister, the butler abruptly left their sight to finish the fight. Still confused by his odd behavior, Ciel never seen his demonic butler act this way before? What in the world has gotten into him? Squaring his lone azure eye in suspicion, he must get to the bottom of this.

In a rapid speeds the butler ran back up the fire-escape. Once finally on top of the roof again, he witnessed Grell fighting with Malakhi. "For a cocky human rat he sure can hold his own against a reaper." he thought. Without wasting any time, Sebastian lunged at the both of them ending their stupid little tug of war.

Abruptly using his daggers as a shield against Sebastian's dinnerware force, Malakhi felt his strength draining away from him, this wasn't looking so good for the Gray butler. He was on a losing streak against the Black butler's lust and anger for that woman.

He had to think of something quick, digging inside his Gray tailcoat pocket, he pulled out a small white bag filled with black powered. Abruptly he threw down the white bag, instantly the air was filled with black smoke. Temporally blinding the reaper and demon, when the smoke cleared...the Gray butler was out of sight. Grell stomped his heels down in utter frustration..."That little shit interrupted my reaping tonight."

"Grell looking at your book, you've once again have the wrong person..." announced Sebastian still angry, but now little calm. "Ahh! H-how did you get ahold of my cinematic records book?"

"You've carelessly left it laying about on the roof. Here...please keep with you at all times...I have a feeling you'll be needing it very soon." And with that the dark butler jumped down from the roof out of sight.

"But wait I want to ask you- Sebastian...Darling?"

Later that evening back the Phantomhive town home, Maylene sat in the kitchen watching Bard set up the pots and pans for tonight's late dinner. Sebastian had phoned the town home ahead of time before the show started. Informing Bard that he and the young master will be home after it was over. She sighed heavily to herself, thinking about the blow up with Miss Charles earlier that day.

Maylene couldn't believe her, but then she should have known that Miss Charles would eventually be interested in Mister Sebastian also. When Miss Charles first showed up few weeks ago, the young maid wasn't to thrilled about her being there. Let alone replacing her as a new maid and then being situated near Mister Sebastian's room.

This made her feel at a lost, she knew that she wanted to make Mister Sebastian her one and only. But then that...that bitch came in and took over and stole him from her grasp. Maylene knew that Mister Sebastian was almost hers, she planned everything up until the day.

She slammed her fist down on the table in anger just think about that 'couples embrace' of theirs earlier. Oh how she desired to be held in his strong arms, his hands hugging her hips, him whispering sweet nothingings into her ear-

"Maylene? Is there something the matter? You look troubled..." announced Bard now looking towards the young woman, setting down two pheasants onto the table.

"Uh-uh...no there's nothing wrong...I'm just...just fine." she said as she plastered a wary smile to her face. "Anyhow I must get back to work before Mister Sebastian returns. I'll talk to later Bard." and with that she took her leave from the kitchen.

Bard on the other hand was confused, what was she talking about? The during the whole time she was in the kitchen. She didn't make a sound, all she did was just watch him. Her demeanor was just solemn and blank, the same look she gets when holding a rifle and staring down the barrel vantage point to her next victim...?

"Uh oh, I hope whatever happen today, the lit'l lass wouldn't do something she would regret." he thought to himself in worry.

A few moments later the butler stepped inside the kitchen as composed and calm as usual, "Bard have you prepared the Pheasants and Watercress stock for the soup?" he said as he took off his tailcoat and hung it onto the coat rack that graced the kitchen wall.

"I sure did Mister Sebastian, everything is set up for you along with the pots and pans."

"Excellent I shall start on the soup and then stuff the Pheasants."

"Uh, not to interrupt you Sebastian, but have you notice anything strange going on with Maylene today?"

Without looking at him, the butler raises an curious raven colored brow and then smirks to himself. "Oh? And how so?"

"Well for one, after you and the young master took your leave from the town manor. Maylene polished the stairs banisters with ACTUAL wood polish and that's not all...she hadn't broken a single dish nor has she tripped! However, before you returned to the kitchen she had this queer glint in her eyes. The same thing she does while looking into a vantage point of her target."

"That is truly odd Bard, but it's none of my concern." said the butler nonchalantly." Sebastian how could you say that! Aren't you least bit curious to why she's that way?" replied Bard in shock. "Why should I? This should be a good thing...maybe you should follow her by example."

Was he really surprised by this news? Actually he is...the thought of Maylene hurting someone or doing something horrible did trouble him a bit. But after that fight with his lovely forbidden songbird that afternoon, she might be capable of doing such things.

Should he intervene before a major tiff interrupts the young master's peace? However getting into the middle of a fighting between two women doesn't end too well for him. He wonder where this night will lead into, it might end up being quite entertaining...for him at least.

Right after that daring rescue from Malakhi and that freak, her sister accompanied them back to the town home. Selita was very troubled by the fact Malakhi De'Gray had shown up and almost killed her sister. If wasn't for Sebastian saving her from his clutches she wouldn't see her alive again.

"I'm glad that you came to stay Selita, so why do you want to speak with Lord Phantomhive?" asked her sister in curiosity as the two walked towards the salon.

Selita gazed upon her sister's face. She saw the bruise on her face and grimaced in worry. "Contessa are you sure that your alright? It looks pretty nasty and you were out quite a while?"

"Don't worry big sis, I'll be fine..." But in actuality she wasn't fine, that blow she'd received from that Gray butler still caused her pain and light-headiness. Contessa didn't want to trouble Selita about her pain. She rather for her to forget about it and not to ask anymore.

"Anyhow since I was being slightly rude to him earlier in my dressing room, I thought I would help him out in solving the case of my murdered beloved; Roman Magee."

Contessa watched her sister closely, she knew the look in her eyes were serious and not of play. As they both arrived to the salon door, suddenly the door swung opened. Sitting there next to the fireplace was the young Earl, he silently watched the fire dance as it lightly popped and crackled on the wood. Stepping from behind the door, the butler addressed himself to the startled women.

"Good evening Madam Godeaux and Miss Charles, the young master is waiting for you. Please take your seat next to him."

Looking to her sister in surprise, Selita musters a wary smile towards her...in return Contessa grabs her hand, squeezing it softly to reassure her that it will be alright. Slowly the both of them stepped into the room together. Selita couldn't help but to notice that the manservant all in black kept his direct gaze on them.

"Umm Te'ssa? Why does that manservant of Lord Phantomhive's stare at me like that?" she said in a hushed worried whisper. "Ha ha Selita don't mind Sebastian, he's harmless." replied Contessa with a sly smile.

"Oh, really...I wonder?" smiled back her sister. Closing the door behind them, the butler positions himself next to the door. Waiting for his master to command his next move.

"Sebastian?"

"Yes young master?"

"Come here please." coolly sauntering his way towards the young boy, Sebastian stood right besides him. Motioning for his butler to kneel, Sebastian complied, nods and returns and answer. Bowing in front of the two women and his young master, the butler immediately excuses himself from the room.

"Please sit" suddenly announced Ciel not looking their way.

On that command both women sat down onto the couch. "Contessa, come here for a moment.''

"Uh y-yes young master." she got up from her seat and walked over towards him. He motioned for her to kneel down to his level as he whispered something into her ear. When he was finished, Contessa nodded and walked out of the room.

Selita was a little curious and confused; Why did her sister leave the room and what did that young boy whispered to her? she thought, from the looks of it his face seems a bit crossed.

"Madam Godeaux-

"Please just call me Miss Charles, you don't have to call me by my stage name."

"Alright, Miss Charles...You had something to tell me about Roman Magee and your involvement with Chancellor Barns."

"Yes, I didn't tell you that I knew what Johnfrit was up too earlier Milord?"

"No you did not you've kept dancing around my first question about your sister. Which I wasn't too thrilled with, but however what do you know about Chancellor Johnfrit Barns?"

"Well, before Contessa came to England with Lord Barns...I was his 'personal muse'. After he found out that I was in France, by my loud mouth manager. Barns had me rushed to England and doll me up in lavish clothing that only high class noblewomen wore, to parade me around to his friends as a 'prized possession'. One night while he entertained his guest of a round of poker. He bested against Roman that if he found that rare jewel in the West Indies that he would sell his entire fortune in diamonds. Plus he would throw me in as a gift."

"Hmm not surprising Chancellor Barns has a bad streak of luck when it came to gambling, before my predecessor passed he would even lose to him too. Sometimes I wonder how his finances managed. However, go on Miss Charles..."

Slightly grimacing, Selita continues..."Just as predicted Johnfrit lost and I was given up to Lord Magee as a new prize...long story short. I've became his personal muse and lover, Roman treated me far better than Johnfrit." Selita shifted in her seat a bit uncomfortable, but continued on...

"Anyway one night in bed with him, I sang the 'Sea Nymph' story to him. When finished he'd ask me about the rune in the story. I told Roman that it was an actual true story my grandmother told me and Contessa when we were little. I explained to him that on my Island there was a brilliant Sapphire Rune that hold many untruths. Roman was so intrigued by this news that he decided to go and search for it. After that I didn't hear much from him until Contessa told me what happen..."

Ciel didn't say much after listening to her story, it was a lot to take in...but now that Selita told him the 'Why' he just needed the full result of the incident. "Miss Charles, were you aware that Chancellor Barns has a very nasty habit of being competitive and jealous?"

"Yes I was fully aware of this, that night when I was handed over to Lord Magee, he'd sent his bastard of a butler Malakhi to keep an eye on me. He didn't get far with Lord Magee's Butler Halensworth. Also I don't know if you knew my young lord, but the missing item from Lord Magee is in my possession."

Upon hearing this news, Ciel narrowed his gazed towards her in suspicion. "And what would that be Miss Charles?"

"This..." Selita took out her mini pale blue clutch, opened it pulling out a brilliant blue smooth rune disguised as choker. "Miss Charles how did you get ahold of this?" he asked with surprise in his voice.

Smiling as she looked down to the glistening stone in her hand, Selita cried a little to the remembrance of the one who actually captured her heart. "Before Roman was killed he'd sent this to me as a present long with this letter." Again she went into her pale blue clutch and took out a neatly folded letter. She then handed it over to the young boy, who opened it up and read the letter silently to himself.

Ciel's lone azure eye narrowed in astonishment, nodding his head...he now gotten his evidence to put Chancellor Johnfrit Barns and his butler Malakhi away for good.

"Earl I apologize for luring my sister out to me. I was bribed to do it by Malakhi. He tricked me into doing it, he lied to me about my father being ill. Even though I haven't spoken to my father in two years...I-I-"

"It's alright Miss Charles, we can discuss much more over dinner later." he said creasing a smug smile to his little lips.

It was 9:30 pm when Sebastian and Bard returned to the kitchen to wash the dishes and tidy up before winding down themselves. "Haa...Well that's the last of them Sebastian, man I'm beat." said Bard as he rubbed the back of his neck and then yawned loudly..."I'm retiring for the night...see ya in the morning."

The butler nodded and wished him a goodnight. Sighing to himself, Sebastian clasped his hands together and started to work on the pans. Moments later, someone softly walks into the kitchen.

Without turning his head around to see who it is, he didn't need too, the dark butler knew that scent anywhere. It was her, his forbidden songbird 'Contessa'. Slightly gracing a sly smile to his lips, he continued to wash the cooking pans.

Suddenly the kitchen lights switched off, side-eying he smiled to himself in amusement. "Hmm perhaps my forbidden little songbird would like to resume our cat & mouse game?" said Sebastian as he dries off his hands onto a dry kitchen cloth. Before he could react, someone approached him from behind, wrapping their soft delicate arms around his waist. Just smelling his fragrance drove the unknown figure utterly aroused, it's almost like you can taste it.

Feeling surprised he just stood there still. Usually he would catch the person sneaking upon him with such speed and kill them instantly, but since it was 'her' he didn't mind at all. Sebastian like the way her body felt against him.

He closed his eyes enjoying the teasing sensation of her body heat. 'Her' hands crept slowly and slightly awkwardly onto his black vest, undoing some buttons and then slipping her warm hands in between. Again slightly fumbling with his dress shirt's buttons, the soft delicate hands moved in-between the folds of his dress shirt shyly caressing his smooth bare chest.

"Mmm" softly moaned Sebastian. "Contessa...why do you make me feel so at ease? I thought you were still furious with me? Have you change your mind?"

"Oh my! I can't believe that I'm doing this! Why is he calling me Contessa? I-I guess that is expected of him. Oh my this is S-so shameful...ooohh...but I must...He's actually letting me touch him!..Waahh! I could just...uh...*blushes profusely* Ok...ok...I'll just keep going...just concentrate...OhhI can't believe that I'm s-s-soo close to his body like this! Would if he finds out, that it was me? Oooh...he's s-so smooth, warm and...ahh soft." Watching him carefully in the darken kitchen, Sebastian gently grabbed 'her' hand gently away from in-between the confines of his dress shirt. Subtly caressing her small soft hands he began to lift it towards his lips to kiss the top of it.

Panicking she quickly removed her hand away, this confused the handsome butler "Contessa what's the-" out of nowhere just barely touching his soft lips, she quickly pecks them and just like the wind rushes out of the room.

"Hmm...heh heh" smiled the dark butler while chuckling a little. "Haa this must be my night for full on entertainment...I wonder what else is in store for me?" he thought to himself while buttoning up his dress shirt and black vest. The butler quickly returned to his duties, swiftly washed all the dishes, dinnerware, glasses and not for getting the pots and pans.

It was after 10:30 pm when the young maid escorted her sister off to bed, feeling abit uneasy Contessa stepped outside to get some fresh air. Upon arriving into the garden she drew in the crisp late September air. Luckily before she came out here, she brought light blanket to keep her warm.

Walking out to the middle of the garden, she noticed the moon was high and full. Staring at the sight of the shimmering luminous purity of the white glow. Contessa smiled knowing that 'Serene' was carefully watching her with honor.

Looking around her slippers in the manicured cut grass, she unwrapped the blanket around her letting the skirt of her night gown flow subtly to the breeze. Slightly smirking to herself Contessa undid her dusky tresses letting them flow freely, just lightly teasing her hair from root to tips. While still teasing her dusky, now wavy tresses, Contessa closed her eyes feeling the soothing sensation of warmed gloved strong hands also massaging her tender scalp.

She didn't have to turn around to know who's hands they belonged too. Immediately she stopped her's while grabbing onto his..."What do you want Mister dark butler?" Sebastian just stood there still saying nothing in return. He can feel her getting more upset as he continued to stand there in silence, which made him lightly chuckled.

"Oh so your not going to answer me? UGH Fine! I'm still quite upset with you from earlier today. Just because you've saved me tonight from that redheaded freak show and evil man means nothing! Do you understand me?"

Suddenly without warning, he pulls her into his arms from behind. Contessa stopped talking when she smelled his fragrance emit from his body heat, this time it was a bit different. It wasn't his usual earthy cool vanilla scent...instead there was another distinct scent. Rosewood and Mimosa? She never smelled this one before, was it new?

However it doesn't excuse him for tossing her to the side of the stage like that. Why did he have to dance with Selita and sing that song. Was she jealous of her? or was she jealous of the fact he danced with her? Still in his arms softly rocking slightly to his heart beat, Sebastian closed his eyes as he kissed the top of her head down in apology. Contessa stopped her thoughts and finally succumbed to his rocking rhythm.

She smiled knowing that he was truly sorry. Turning around to face him, she'd relaxed against his body, laying her head down onto his chest listening to his heartbeat. It was very soothing sound...very calming...very at ease. Now staring up at him Contessa deeply gazes into his eyes. Slowly she caresses his bottom lip admiring how the way it feels against her thumb.

Smirking to her, Sebastian gently removes her hand away from his lips. Just before he leans in to give her a quick taste of her luscious lips, she place two slender umber skinned fingers upon his lips, obstructing him from going further. "No, no, no Mister manservant I'm not going to give into you that easily. First things first, if you want to capture my lips with yours; you must catch me and then my lips shall be yours." softly giggled Contessa as she threw the blanket over his head running away.

Sebastian cocked an interested brow in amusement, once again she has presented a challenge. However childish and utterly silly as it seems, playing along with her a little wouldn't be so bad. After spending dull month after month without anything major happening, this became one of his favorite things to do with her.

On that dare, Sebastian 'Playfully' chased her all around the moonlit garden 'trying' to capture her by the blanket. Finally cornering her against a tall bush, Contessa smiled seductively and giggled never leaving his gaze away from her sight. Sebastian quickly enraptured her with the blanket pulling her into his arms, once again gazing deeply into her doe-eyes he leans in...and whispers.

"Goodnight...Madam Godeaux..." and with that he left her standing there alone in the garden. Selita immediately dropped her jaw in awe. "Damn how did he know it was me and not Contessa? My my my that man he's very smart. And I see why my sister fell for someone like him."

That night a horrible storm rolled into London, Ciel settles restlessly into his bed, as he laid down his head. He thought about how Contessa and her sister Selita sounded so delightful during the show. And why his young maid was so angry with her own sibling? Moreover, the young boy did not think that she would be so bold enough to leave the townhouse today. Although last night's warning of Malakhi's escape frighten her dearly, but why she deliberately not heed the danger?

Since scolding her before dinner that evening, the young head maid has not come out of her room. Ciel was somewhat now a little upset that Contessa hadn't sang for him tonight personally. However the young boy wasn't in any mood for a song he had enough of that during the show; all he wanted was some rest.

Before the dark butler took his leave from his young master's bedchambers, Ciel calls out to him….

"Hey…Sebastian"

"Yes young master, is something the matter?"

"Yes there is...Tonight, before you settle down with my songbird again…would you please keep it down. You've had her "humming" all last night."

Not looking his way, Sebastian's eyes widen with surprise. He didn't think his young master was eavesdropping in on them. "What a naughty little master you are?" He thought with a devilish smirk.

"Heh…Maybe you should learn one or two things from me...young master." replied the dark butler under his breath.

"What was that, you say?"

Before leaving The butler simply replies: "As you wish." then took his leave closing the door behind him.

Walking amongst the slumbering halls of the Phantomhive town-manor…. Thinking about his last night's 'romp' with his forbidden umber skinned lover, Sebastian smiled as he approached her bedroom door.

Now standing in front of it, he hesitated for a moment just staring at the door. Tilting his head slightly upward, he thought about putting his ear against the wooden grain.

"Now this might be an invasion of privacy, however…"

Playing it cooly, Sebastian slanted himself against the door softly, ghosting his ear slightly above it. Once done, he slowly closed his eyes imagining her wispy sleeping position. The way her slender fingers intertwined themselves around her dusky soft locks that laid upon the feather pillow. How her full luscious lips made that small opening asking to be kissed passionately. To her semi-exposed swan-like neck and bosom that glisten with tiny rivets of sweat-

"Mmm…heh." deeply groaned the demon in arousal. Opening his eyes again, Sebastian licked his lips as he began to call out to her. ''Te'ssa…Te'ssa...let….me….in'' he said as he pushed up against her door; he deeply moans again...

"Te'ssa my sweet, forbidden, onyx flower….please let me in. I want you...Te'ssa"

Stirring out from her sleep, alarmed the young head maid sat up quickly listening to the eerie whispering beyond her door. "W-who goes there? W-what do you want of me?" replied the frighten woman clutching her pillow to her beating heart. Outside the thunder roared ferociously making the room unearthly colder.

Listening again the eerie whispering abruptly stopped and was replaced with terrible slow scratching noises. Terrified, Contessa did not make another sound nor stir around in her bed to catch the attention of what ever it was behind the door.

Once again the demonic butler pushed up against the door hard, his now long black nails scratching across the door softly. "Mmm" he moaned in a very deep husky aroused voice. "Contessa….Contessa…let…me…in…I can smell that delectable, wet scent of yours." cooed the in heat demon against the door.

Contessa covered her mouth whimpering in sheer horror…thinking and crying to herself; she pleads with the voice..."P-please leave me alone, I just want to go to sleep…leave me in peace…please I beg of you. P-please just...leave me be." she replied sinking her head down into her pillow sobbing.

Quickly snapping out of his heated lust; Sebastian realized that his forbidden songbird was now crying. Calmly he regained his composure and cleared his voice. "Contessa are you awake? I'm terribly sorry that it's rather later, but I would like to have a small chat with you."

Relieved that it was just him, she quickly opened the door and jumped into his arms. "Oh Sebastian…I'm so glad that it was you-" with out wasting anytime, he promptly pulled Contessa's lips into his enrapturing them feverishly.

"Mmm…Se-Sebastian….Mmm…why…mMm….are you kissing me." she asked in utter surprise trying to catch her breath.

Closing the door behind him, still kissing her Sebastian swiftly took off his tailcoat, tie, vest and shirt. "Mmm...Forgive me Te'ssa, I've been waiting all day to kiss you again. I..." he stopped talking as he glanced upon her. He noticed something was off. Tilting his head to the side in curiosity the butler stood a little back to gaze upon his exotic beauty.

Sebastian noticed that she wasn't wearing her usual night attire, this one seemed different. Her new night attire was a short white off the shoulder mid-drift top and short asymmetrical skirt. Showing her umber skinned flat tummy and slender legs were exposed...Very exposed. The sight of her being sinfully uninhibited excited him even more, however this is no way for a lady should dress for bed.

Contessa smiled when she noticed that he was staring directly upon her new sleeping attire. "Sebastian my forbidden love, I see that your eyes are delighted by my new night attire. Do you like it."

"Yes, I do see your unusual attire Contessa do have no shame? So scantly ravishing, you know this is a punishable act...right? Although punishable I want to administer the desirable accommodations." he said while grinning widely in arousal.

"Ah! My... aren't we a naughty butler tonight…However, Sebastian you said that you wanted to have a chat with me? What did you want to talk about?" she said while seductively batting her dusky eyelashes at him.

"Yes, I do want to chat a bit with you. You'll have to promise me that no matter what I say, you will not faultier. Do you understand me Contessa?" said the butler as he caressed the back of her neck.

The young woman stared into his soft ruby-red orbs willingly, the seriousness she felt in them alarmed her. Without hesitation, she nodded in agreement. Smiling softly to her, Sebastian continues…."Hmm, that's a good girl…now I'll ask you this once and only once…." still holding her in his arms and gazing into her docile doe brown orbs. He continues... " Contessa, I've chosen you to be my 'mate'.

Contessa was completely surprised, she didn't know to rather feel excited or confused. This was all coming so fast, just last night she confessed her feelings for him. And now he asked her to be his mate? Something about this wasn't right, but she couldn't keep him waiting for an answer.

"S-Sebastian, this is all so sudden...Y-yes, I-I will be your-" he cut her off by placing one finger upon her lips. "Shh…I know my love, right now let us enjoy our pleasurable company together in commemoration."

Picking her up bridle style, he gently eased her into the warm inviting bed. Sebastian climbed on top of her roughly ripping her top off, revealing her supple breast and nipples. He always loved the way her skin looked, the exoticism of her pleased him.

Sebastian knelt down his head, guiding his smooth tongue up towards her breast from her smooth flat belly, tasting each of them, gently teasing and pulling one nipple between his lips. While his free hands cupped her ass and hips. Contessa softly moaned to the sensation of his touches and tongue. In utter ecstasy she then in turned gently ran her fingers through his raven tresses, caressing his forehead and then down to his soft warm cheeks.

Staring down at her, Sebastian again pulled his lips up to hers in a heated passionate kiss, stroking and tenderly enrapturing each others tongues. Teasingly pulling herself away leaving a trail of warm saliva from his lips. Contessa backs away motioning him with subtle seductive hand gestures to 'come hither'. Smirking to her challenge, Sebastian gladly accepted as he swiftly grabbed her arms flipping her back down onto the bed again.

"Heh...are we trying to play our little cat and mouse game again? What a naughty little songbird you are." He whisper to her seductively while smirking.

Lifting her left leg, Sebastian slips his hand under her short white skirt, slowly tugging and pulling down her panties trying removing them. Upon doing so, Sebastian removed his left hand glove with his teeth. Softly caressing her luscious lips with his finger tips, Contessa grabbed both of his fingers and pulled them inside her mouth sucking on them.

Sebastian rolled his eyes in pleasure, pulling out his fingers from her mouth, once again moving his hand up her skirt slowly. He massaged her inner thigh in smooth circles, gliding his two wet finger in-between her inner lips. Subtly teasing her clit in light slow circles made her moan softly to his touches.

Smirking slyly to her reaction, Sebastian continues to tease and pulsate his two fingers against her clit and wetness. Contessa bit down her bottom lip as she felt his fingers slide up and down inside her. "Ooo~ Se-Sebastian...hn!" she whispered in a hushed tone while running her hands through her own wavy tresses in utter pleasure.

Feeling that she was ready for the next step, spreading her legs wider he knelt down to taste her sweet wetness. "Ahh…Sebas-tian….this feels…s-soo wonderful." softly cried out his forbidden songbird.

Again his tongue went further deep inside, tasting every inch of her. Making her moan a little louder….

"Ahh…Ahh….mmM….haa….Se-Sebastian…." softly moaned Contessa again as she ran her hands playing with his raven slick tresses. "Mmm…Contessa, tasting your delicious wetness drives me mad with pleasure. Are you ready for me?" he said as he continued to taste her sweet wetness pulsating his tongue deeper inside her.

She couldn't muster an audible word to answer him, her mind was too busy enjoying the pleasurable teasing of his tongue. Stopping, Sebastian climbed back on top of her again sending wet gentle kisses against her trembling lips. Since her lips where agate he gently pushed his smooth tongue down inside her mouth. Wrapping his tongue around hers suckling on it ever so teasingly. Contessa lips quivered as he continued to lead more passionate kisses and licks down from her lips and neck.

Trying to sit up, Contessa stopped him... "What's the matter Te'ssa? Don't you want me to please you? Are you afraid that you'll be judge if you continue?" asked the aroused handsome man in hush breaths.

Contessa said nothing as she looked into his eyes shamefully. "Do not worry, nobody will ever know about our secret 'Midnight Romps'." and with that Sebastian enraptured her lips again, feverishly, effortlessly passionate.

Resuming where he left off, fingering her sweet wetness again...Sebastian gazed upon her biting down her bottom lip in utter pleasure again. Just so softly nibbling on the corners of her mouth, Contessa softly moans "Sebastian...uhh..I-I c-can't take it anymore...uhh!"

Feeling her excitement, Sebastian eagerly unbutton his pants; fully aroused he climbed on top of her, pulling Contessa into him. Pining her arms down into the bed, the demon thrust earnestly inside of her; causing her moan a little loudly in earnest pleasure. The sensation of him sent shock waves all over her body like electricity. In a automatic reaction she wrapped both of her legs around his lower part of his back. And again he pressed his lips against hers muffling her sexy moans, just tasting the sounds of her moans drove him even wide.

Contessa's doe deep brown orbs rolled back in pleasure to the utter complete unbridled ecstasy. To her it felt so sinfully sweet to her body, so sinfully wrong, but it was so right. Turning her around onto her stomach, Sebastian bent her down on all fours, once again entering her as he thrust deeper inside of her. Contessa placed her head into the pillow to moan louder, clutching the bed sheets quivering in pleasure.

"Oooh~...Se-Se...bastian...uhh don't s-s-stop. Ahh..." Grunting deeply inside his smooth voice, "Uhh….Mmm Contessa…your….Uhh….Mmm...mine…now. And I'm going...mmm... to enjoy ever inch of you." Sebastian's soft ruby-reds now burned a lustful demonic gleam as he kept thrusting harder inside her. Contessa screamed again against the pillow not in pleasure, but in pain. The sensation made her want to remove herself from his grasp.

But she couldn't move because he pinned her down behind by the neck. Contessa continued to squirmed under him…"Se-Sebastian...Ahh! Your...hurting...me!" she cried

"I'm sorry Uhh…my love….Mmm…what's that you say….Mmm… you want me to go harder." Grinning devilishly he pounded harder as he went deeper inside. Contessa just kept her head down into the pillow, closing her eyes, convincing herself to relax into him. But it was no use...the pain was too great to bare.

She bit down onto the pillow muffling her screams. Slowly tears streamed from her eyes…the pain of him driving in so deep inside hurt her dearly. Contessa softly whimpered into the pillow wishing for him to be more gentle with her.

Sebastian noticed that his forbidden flower wasn't moaning in pleasure like earlier; and then drew himself out of her sweet wetness. Turning her over, he looked down at her panting and teary eyes. "I'm sorry my forbidden flower, I'll ease your tears away." He knelt down to lick away her tears and then spent some time teasing her lips with soft kisses.

"Contessa why didn't you tell me that you were uncomfortable?"

"I-I couldn't because you had me pinned down into the pillow…" she softly cried. Sebastian sighed a little as he laid next to her. Contessa grabbed the pillow and quickly balled up into a fetal position away from him.

"Sebastian, you were too rough with me…I felt like you actually want to kill me from the inside." Without saying anything to her, the butler abruptly flipped her over towards him and stared down to her with murderous intent in his demonic glowing eyes.

Pinning her arms down with such force, she shrieked in pain. "Se-Sebastian! You're hurting me... AaaaHHH!" Then suddenly, showing his razor sharp teeth he swiftly bites down onto her neck ripping it apart causing blood to gush from her.

"AAhh!...Nnnooooo!" screamed Contessa as she sat up out of her sleep clasping her slender umber neck. Panting and sweating from the dream, her eyes darted all around the darkness of her room. Looking outside her window it was stormy and dark with lightening flashing in the distance. Touching her cheeks...she slightly winced in pain from a bruise.

"Oww! How did I recieve-" She remember the fight with Malakhi on top of the roof. She'd forgotten that young master also told her that she was off duty for tonight and sent her off to her room...she was kind of glad that he didn't fully scold her for leaving the town home. Actually the young master was pretty lenient about it...And Sebastian...

Searching around her bed for signs of him, when she saw and heard nothing in the silent room, an uneasy sigh of relief came over her. Settling back down into her bed, Contessa just laid there for awhile wide-eyed thinking about that horrible dream. Why did she dream of Sebastian in that way...again? And why did it feel so real to her? Why was he so sadistic and callous when he so called 'made love to her'? Is he really that dark and dangerous?"

Whatever it is, she didn't want to know anymore...maybe, just maybe the dream was a warning to her not to get deeply involved with another white man. Just when she thought they were coming together; especially after all that's happen between them tonight. But would he actually hurt her in such a horrible way? Contessa curled herself up into a ball, sobbing to the thought of him harming her.

"No it's just a dream...right?" she thought again. Crying again she couldn't risk the thought of getting anymore closer to the handsome man. Just like that she had to personally to reject all of her feelings for the butler again. Why me?

For now on, things between them will be strictly professional, nothing more and nothing less. After deciding that matter, once again Countessa slipped herself into REM.

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Updated for editing 07/22/2012