John walked past me, pushing the fancy door open and leaving the office.
In front of me was a cowering Samuel, repeatedly touching his burned face with his lips trembling out of pain, I assume.
I noticed I held my breath unwillingly as I watched Samuel lifting his face.
The sight of his burnt flesh made me gulp, the stench then reached my sensitive nose and I quickly ran to the bathroom, leaning over the toilet to empty my stomach.
I poured some water into my palms and thoroughly cleaned the insides of my mouth.
Back in my room I stared into the mirror while passing by.
Seeing my body covered in the marks I froze up and furrowed my brows in agony.
Will Sebastian really come for me?, I asked myself.
The tracking mark he gave me had been erased by John and he imprisoned me in his contract.
I had heard from Sebastian that the common practice of the „Faustian Contract" is that the demon, after the seal has been placed,
has to serve under the human for as long as it takes to fulfill the human wish and to obey the orders of them while protecting them.
That is why Sebastian serves under Ciel as a butler even though he is the higher creature.
But there is more to it than protecting and serving the „master".
That was simply the way Sebastian and Ciel agreed on doing it.
Sebastian had told me that other demons weren't acting as a servant.
Others gave the humans what they desired – strength, money, fame or even „magical" powers.
It used to happen many times around 500 years ago.
But the demons got bored since it was such a quick way to receive souls.
They have started to starve themselves, playing with the humans so when time to feast on their souls came they would slowly devour them and truly savour the taste, absorbing every little bit.
Demons which began to feast slowly usually look down on those who even now gobble down any soul they get their hands on.
Like a trashcan, Sebastian said.
„I wonder what exactly he did to me", I said out loud, sighing.
A chuckle behind me made me quickly turn around in shock.
John was sitting on the bed with his eyebrow raised.
He stared at me a while until he cocked his head to the side.
„My kitten... I am not the type to serve a human until they die.
I don't bow down to these lowly creatures. Staying with Samuel was merely out of convenience and frankly boredom.
Unlike my fellow demons I don't let them domesticate me. Surely you get who I am talking about.
That lapdog lost all of his dignity, becoming a slave for that human child.", he spat out the last few words.
I was staring at him from afar, stunned by what he had said a moment ago.
Few seconds later I mustered up the courage to carefully raise my voice:
„Then... If you're not making yourself a servant in your contracts... What was the purpose of ours?"
He set his eyes on me and I felt myself shrink every second until he started to grin.
„Dear... You have become my personal battle doll.", he laughed. „You'll see when you get to try out your new powers."
I blinked upon hearing this. Have I just turned into a war tool?, I thought.
„You see, Samuel wished to have a girl like you as I refused to bow down to that greasy pig.
He promised to give me a soul worthy to play around with and here you are, kitten.", he looked up to the ceiling.
„I may be allowing him to use you to make matters more fun but...", now his voice ran through my body as he said this, „You. Belong to me and only me. Don't forget it."
My lungs gasped for air after not breathing upon being frightened by the tone of his voice.
Belonging to John? This idea didn't sound appealing to me.
„Your contract may assure you get my soul but the one who truly owns me is Sebastian. Nobody else.", I spoke in a shaky voice, scared of his reaction.
John's mood visibly worsened as anger distorted his face.
„Sebastian, huh. I can't stand to hear even a single of his countless names. He stooped so low as to let a child command him.
He claims to have become a noble demon, only devouring the tasties souls but he lost his self-respect. I have devoured the souls of kings; emperors!", he scowled.
„It's been a while I've given a woman the power of hell. Usually human women don't catch my eye at all.
There was a special one though...", his voice trailed off, leaving his eyes glassy. „Jeanne D'arc was her name."
I watched as he got lost in the thoughts about that woman.
Not knowing whether to move or not I carefully set one foot ahead of the other, aiming for the exit.
Staying in one room with John made me feel uncomfortably anxious.
One of the planks creaked because of my weight and John flinched.
„My, I didn't say you could leave. I wanted to spend some time with you. It's been so long since I last formed a contract with a woman.
Besides, you're the first with such a peculiar appearance. Congratulations!", he stood up and reached out for my wirst, grabbing it firmly while staring deeply into my eyes.
His eyes were ineffably beautiful. Like the nightsky, pitch-black, emblazoned with glistening stars encaged in that iris of his.
My lips parted as I got lost in his intense gaze.
„There are barely any pleasures beside feasting on souls for demons. But appearing on earth in this form allows us to get a taste of humanly pleasures which at times are not so bad.", he purred while bringing my hand closer to his cheek.
My fingertips were touching his cold porcelain skin, sending a shiver down my spine.
John stepped closer to me, closing the door with his unoccupied hand and pushing me against the wall.
His sable hair tickled my collar bone. It looked like enticing black silk, ever so shiny.
I was focused on his lips, not noticing his eyes were glowing red now and the marks on my body slowly started to hum, gently.
He let go of my wrist and trailed with his fingertips along my burning cheeks, making the marks throb – on my back, my chest, my stomach and my-.
My knees buckled and John quickly grabbed my waist, catching me while I slipped.
He was grinning now and lead my gaze towards his crimson eyes, my heart skipping a beat as he hypnotised me.
The next moment he pushed his lips on mine, nibbling on my lower lip as he caressed my arms.
I hesitantly put my hands on his shoulder blades and he broke through my lips with the tip of his tongue.
While he wrapped his tongue around mine he never even once closed his eyes.
It was like he wanted to absorb the moment with all of his senses.
He pulled me out of my thoughts when his teet grazed the delicate skin of my neck, making a moan slip out of my mouth.
I tilted my neck backwards as he started sucking on my skin, slowly at first, becoming rougher second by second.
He held me so tight his body was pressed against mine, I could feel everything.
John stepped back and fumbled with my clothes, trying to undo all the buttons until my dress fell to the floow.
His eyes were all over me, seemingly trailing his marks with his gaze which made me shiver.
Big hands reached out for me and caressed my skin, my collar bones until they reached my chest with was covered in magnificent swirls and dots.
He cupped my breasts in his hands and slowly started to squeeze them.
His lips found their way back onto mine while he rubbed my erect nipples fondly with his thumb.
John lead me to the bed where he pushed me on and hovered above my excited body.
The eyes of his glowed stronger every second, or so I felt.
His hands were roaming over my body as he left red marks on my neck and chest, using his soft lips.
My shoulders were tickled by strands of his hair dangling above me everytime he moved.
He lowered his mouth on my nipples and began playing with them wildly, using his tongue to cover them in saliva.
I was in a haze until I felt a sharp pain run through my body when John bit onto one of my nipples.
My fingers dug into his hair as he teased me more; he lifted his head up and stared at me with hungry eyes.
Without breaking eye contact he slid his hand down my stomach to the place which ached for him.
Swiftly he reached underneath my thigh and lifted it up, pressing his cheek against my soft flesh.
My breath got stuck midway as I watched him slowly draggin his wet tongue across my inner thigh, leaning forward as he kissed on top of my clitoris.
My chest moved up and down as he started to suck on it, occasionally licking it in circles and taunting me by grazing it with his teeth.
I was getting dizzy when John buried his face in between my thighs, pushing his tongue inside of me – slowly, taking it back outside repeatedly.
My moaning became louder the quicker the flicks of his tongue were.
He drove me close to the edge, my fingers grabbing him by his hair but he stopped before letting me drown in ecstasy.
He stood up and slowly but elegantly began to remove his clothing.
His body was revealed to be marvelous, his muscles like carved stone.
John looked ethereal as the light shone onto his body.
I rested my arms onto the bed while watching him approach me with eyes locked onto me.
With his hands he lifted my leg, positioning it on his shoulder.
After pulling his pants down a bit he grabbed his hard penis and teased me – sliding it back and forth before roughly pushing it in,
causing me to bend my back out of excitement.
Now he moved faster, slamming against me while barely even panting.
Not even once had he changed his facial expression, his eyes still pierced my soul.
My thoughts became mixed up every time he penetrated me deeper and deeper until I lost track of everything and gave myself up to him.
His voice resounded in my ear when he sighed out of relief.
After pulling it out he looked at me for a long time, touching me where my marks were.
His face looked nostalgic for a second, his lips parted but only a split second later his face was without any definite expression.
