Bart immediately let go off me and reached for his lips to wipe off his saliva.
The tall butler now stood in the door frame and his face was empty of all expressions.
„Oh um...", Bart stuttered, „I just wanted to show her a gun... She, she said she wanted to see one as she never saw one before, that's all, yeah, really", he was staggering and tumbling over his words.
My eyes were glued to the floor and my fingertips massaged the mark on my nape.
„Get back to work.", was the only thing Sebastian said to Bard to which he only grunted and frantically left the storage room.
Now Sebastian and I were alone and immediately he scowled at me.
Seconds passed like hours and I felt pearls of sweat forming on my forehead; slowly running down my face.
„So you just ignored what I said to you?", his voice was as low as a lions and a clump formed inside of my throat as he slowly stepped closer to me.
The tensionr ose every time he stepped closer until he stood right in front of me and slammed his hand on the wall, almost onto my face.
„Look at me.", he demanded and I slowly rose my face.
He though pulled my chin up with his three fingers and forced me to look into his eyes.
He came closer to my face and I got caught in his glimming eyes.
„I... I'm sorry, I tried to push him away but he just didn't let go.", I said but he just scowled at me and slowly turned his gaze to the collar of my shirt.
I followed his eyes and noticed a spot of Bart's salica and my heartbeat increased.
Even though the tension felt like it was about to burst his breathing was as calm as ever.
He took a step back and grabbed my wrist, pulling me along with him until we reached the room I knew so well.
After he closed the door behind him he pushed me into the middle of the room.
„The mark wasn't enough for you, was it?", he said slowly.
„You practically moaned into his ears. No wonder he got so excited."
I looked down onto my feet. He was quiet for some time until I spotted him taking off his jacket in the corner of my eye.
„Look at me.", he growled and so I lifted my head. He approached me, stopped right in front of me and started to smile.
His finger tip slid along the mark until he retreated it and chuckled.
His eyes then faded into red and within a second the mark started to burn up;
my eyes grew wide upon the sudden flash of pain.
Sebastian cocked his head and the pain increased even more, making me squeal and tears shooting up into my eyes.
My knees became weak as the mark burnt through my skin like acid.
I felt how liquid escaped from the mark, running down my neck, slowly, tickling me as I shouted.
Sebastian solely chuckled as I dropped to the floow, pressing my hand on the mark and screamed as I wound on the floor, twisting my body in pain.
Suddenly it stopped and I laid stiff while panting.
„Get up,", he said without any emotion.
Slowly I pushed myself up using both of my hands until I managed to stand, although staggering.
A grin was forming on his face and he demanded me to kneel down.
I inhaled and got down to my knees, looking at him while he cocked his head again.
„Kiss my feet.", he said while penetrating my eyes with his sharp gaze.
Lowering my head I moved my lips towards his black leather shoes and did as he demanded.
I felt his eyes on me and he pushed the tip of his shoe against my mouth.
It made me gargle and when he pulled his shoe back I coughed out all the dust which remained in my throat.
Sebastian cracked his neck and looked down on me until he reached out to my face, cupped my cheeks in is hands and spoke:
„Where all did Bart touch you?", his eyes were slits and only the red color of his iris was gleaming through.
I averted my eyes out of shame.
As I did so his grip became stronger.
„My lips...", my voice quivered.
„Where else.", his voice however was monotonous.
I motioned towards my lower part; Sebastian drew in his breath.
„Stand.", he let go of my face now and took a few steps back.
I nodded before I shifted my weight, standing up until finally looking into his expressionless face, he almost looked bored.
He though removed his shirt, approached me and lifted me up, carrying and then putting me down on his bed.
Sebastian hovered above me for a few moments, just staring into my face.
His bangs were tickling my collarbones and he reached out to my cheek with his finger.
Slowly he slid it across my cheek, down to my jaw and down my neck until he approached my chest and continued to draw it along my torso until he reached my navel.
Now his face was right above mine and his eyes explorwed the depths of my sinister soul.
Lips so soft met my very own and sucked in all of my breath, leaving me almost no time to take it back.
The black haired man placed his knee in between my thighs and began to nibble on my nape.
Wet lips left their traces all around, slowly driving me crazy.
Soon his hands found their way to my perky breasts and slid across them.
He lifted me up a bit and removed my clothes.
As he got rid of all the fabric he squeezed my breasts and kept covering my body with his lips.
He pinched my nipples with his fingertipsand afterwards covered them with his pale lips, strongly sucking on them which resulted in me moaning loudly.
„Ah, Sebas-", he cut me off by shoving his finger into my mouth.
He continued what he was doing, circling my nipple and biting it while playing with the other.
After he pulled his finger back he advanced to my stomach, flicking his tongue over the delicate skin,
slowly approaching the with passion flaming up spot; driving me crazy steadily.
Sebastian suddenly grabbed my thighs and lifted them up.
My heart was pounding as my eyes awaited what was to come.
His were solely staring at me with hunger until he slowly sank his head down and my tension burst.
I closed my eyes and breathed heavily as he let his tongue wander across the flaming up passion,
flicking up and down until circling that one throwbbing spot.
He clasped his lips around it and began sucking it; softly at first and then so strong I began to twitch.
As I threw my head back and bit my lip Sebastian inserted two fingers inside of me while his tongue continued to lace me with saliva.
„Mhh.. Sebas...tian.", I managed to huff in between.
After a few moments he rose up again and used his hand to reposition me on the bed.
I stared at him in anticipation and watched as he removed his pants and began rubbing his throbbing member against me.
Even though it was obvious just how much he was aroused his face was still void of any emotion at all.
I felt the tip slowly entering me until he pushed it deeply inside.
His nails seemed to be digging in my leg as he slammed inside of me, harder and harder as moments passed by.
I caught a glimpse of satisfaction in his face but in a split second he solely furrowed his brows – maybe it was my imagination after all.
His grunting which escaped out of his mouth every so often mixed with my moans and soon enough ecstasy seemed to flood both of our bodies at once.
He studied my face for a rather long time after he retreated from me.
I blinked as I sat up straight, pulling my legs close to my body.
Sebastian shifted his weight to his left hand and reached out to the mark on my neck.
His soft fingertips traced the oval-shaped mark.
„I will reposition it after all.", he sighed to which I only replied by cocking my head.
He came closer now and placed his lips on the mark, sucking in the air around the area.
I felt a weight so great escape my body and unknowingly held my breath.
Using his hands he brought me closer and placed his lips on the center of my torso.
Suddenly that great weight came crashing down on me again and forced all the air out of my lungs, eventually leaving me breathless.
„You don't have to worry about hiding it now.", he said somewhat relieved.
My hands wandered across the new position of the mark on their own will.
I stayed silent as he slid his hand across my cheek and finally leaving the room after getting dressed.
My heart was racing and breathing became incredibly difficult.
Days passed after he marked me once again, at some times we met just like that time before, always drowning me in pleasure;
substituting the air in my lungs with ecstasy after every encounter.
A day came when I was called into Ciel's office by the young Earl himself.
„Yes, my Lord. How can I assist you?", I had asked few minutes after entering the room which was packed with a variety of expensive looking books.
„There is this organisation which has been bothering the Queen for quite some time now.
They call themselves 'Black Baboons' or something ridiculous like that.", Ciel sneered.
„They are mostly active on the black market. The main good they sell are young women like you.", he lazily pointed his finger at me.
„Usually they pick them up from the alleys and the like.", he said.
„Or.", he paused and straight up looked me in the eye, „They buy them from other people."
I breathed slowly and calmly.
„We came up with a plan to get close to them. It's rather simple, you must have an idea of what it could be that we need your assistance."
I nodded.
„Basically we'll use you as a lure. We will reach out to them and issue an appointment.
You would be brought to the place which we suppose would be their HQ.
This will allow us to follow them and smash them for good.", he finished by kicking over a chess figure with another one.
„I am glad to be able to assist you in this matter, my Lord.", I saluted and genuinely felt happy to finally be of use.
„Alright. I'll notify you before we head out.", he turned around in his big chair then and I understood it as a signal to leave the room.
