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Original post date: 8/8/2018

Grammar editing: 9/27/2018

Edited: 11/14/2018

Editing: 07/22/2019

Editing: 04/26/2020

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Chapter 6

I was straightening Ciel's desk when I glanced at the calendar I had placed there my third day here. Much to Ciel's cringing, though, it made it much easier for him in the long run. Ciel would never admit it out loud, of course. It just wants in his nature to be forthcoming. I had put essential meetings on the calendar for him to give Sebastian a break from Ciel, always asking about them.

It was now November twenty third, two weeks since the ripper incident. Even though Ciel didn't show it, I knew he must still be grieving. Madam Reds' involvement had clearly shocked him. It was clear as day to me that he was affected deeply by her words. I would imagine that he doesn't even show such things to himself; those feelings were probably viewed as a weakness to him.

Those were thoughts for another time though, Since I had been here, Sebastian seemed to become more handsy. After taking in my scent, he started finding ways for us to be alone, which with me scheduling every second of everyone's day, it was easy enough to accomplish. He never got overly inappropriate. It seemed to annoy him that none of it seemed to be outwardly affecting me. The only person to ever get anything out of me is Undertaker. That being said, Sebastian did make my heart beat faster, skip beats and make me want to be next to him just breathing in his addicting scent, But I wasn't about to tell Sebastian all that.

"Daydreaming, are we?" I looked over at the door to see Sebastian, with a look of indifference on his face.

"I was thinking."

"Oh? what about?" Sebastian walked over to me and caressed my face. An action that didn't match the look he had on his face at all.

"Two things... First, I will not be disturbing this timeline too much as certain things must happen for Ciel." I gave Sebastian my best impression of a sad smile that could pass for loving.

"I must agree. Time is a delicate thing." Sebastian removed his hand from me and took the papers that I had been holding.

"I will let you know beforehand, of course. A day or two before I know something is to happen, I'll make myself scarce."

"That is, while unfortunate, agreeable." Having finished looking over the papers, Sebastian put them away. "And the second?" I placed my hands behind my back and leaned forward.

"May I have a dog?" Sebastian's eye twitched.

"Why on earth do you want a dog?"

"I know you don't like them, but since Ciel is allergic to cats, I can't have my cat here." Sebastian pinched the bridge of his nose. He does that a lot... "More specifically, I want a hellhound." Sebastian looked startled, "you see, it would mean so much to me." I stepped closer to him, placing my hands on his chest.

"and what sort of payment shall I receive for the said dog? As well as convincing the young Master." Placing his hands on my hips, Sebastian pulled me flush with his body.

"What is it that you desire from me, My Lord." I hope that sounded as seductive as I think it does... Sebastian's eyes were glowing as he stared at me. The smirk that crossed his features probably should have made me nervous, but it didn't. In fact, that look made me want to shiver in the right ways.

"Accompany the Lady Elizabeth and the young Master on their outing tomorrow." I glared at him.

"I'd rather give you a B.J. then go anywhere near Lizzy." I deadpanned.

"While I'm intrigued as to what a 'B.J.' is, the outing with Lady Elizabeth is the price." From the chuckle and look on his face, he was enjoying my torcher.

"Fine..." I pulled away from him walking to the door, before entirely making my escape, I turned to him. "By the way... 'B.J' is a modern term for 'swallowing the snake' " It was my turn to be amused as a somewhat shocked look of 'ah' passed over his face. As I shut the door behind me, I heard a low growl.

"Serves him right." I laughed. I went about the rest of my day doing the scheduled checkups of the servants. Preventing their destruction around the house is more exhausting than my regular job... All morning had been filled with scoldings and wanting to drown them.

The Afternoon after lunch had been no different, Though I was also trying to dodge a demon after my comment earlier in that day. Exhausting for sure did not adequately describe it.

Leaning against the wall in the hallway, I sighed. Dinner prep should be starting in about an hour. That gives me forty-five minutes. Pushing myself off the wall, I walked into one of the many guest rooms making sure to close the door behind me entirely. Leaning against the wall next to the door inside the room, I closed my eyes. It wouldn't hurt to get a small nap in, I hadn't slept since my first night here.

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What's that...

"...ake... p..."

Is someone talking to me?

"Wa... Up..."

In my waking up state of mind, It was then that I felt a hand on my shoulder and panicked. My eyes shot open wild and unseeing. On instinct, I attacked whoever was touching my shoulder — lunging forward with my claws. If you described my way of attacking, it'd be Animal-like? Think cornered wolf. I certainly felt like a cornered animal.

My wrist was restrained before my claws could make contact. The person that had grabbed my wrist managed to pivot my body to the side by my captured wrist, making me turn entirely around. Before I could think or react, I felt their other arm incase my waist and firmly pull me to them. My back pressed securely to their chest, My other arm trapped under their hold. Panting, I blinked a few times, taking in my surroundings. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest and the unmistakable sensation of my eyes dilating. Where the hell...

"Are you quite done?" Startled, I looked up and met red glowing eyes. Eyes that had Slits for pupils. They were Mesmerizing in appearance. Oh right, I'm at the Phantomhive manor. I relaxed into Sebastian's hold. My head resting against his chest.

"While claws can be exciting..." He moved the hand that was on my wrist to my hip. "I most certainly was not expecting a rabid wolf to attempt attacking me." I felt a rumble in his chest that I could only interpret as a held in chuckle.

"Sorry, my normal job taught me to attack first." I moved my free hand to his. I didn't push him away from me; I merely just rested it there.

"You were sleeping standing up. Did you not sleep?" there was a level of concern in Sebastian's voice. Something that felt was not in character for him, but as I was learning the story version of Sebastian was different than the version of him, he seemed to only show me. I wasn't sure if this was just more of him conforming to his surroundings or really him. But more importantly, had he not noticed? That seemed impossible.

"Sebastian... I don't sleep. At least not that often." Abruptly Spinning me back around to face him. Sebastian's glowing eyes seemed dangerous now. A far cry from the looks I'd gotten before.

"Explain"

"I've pretty much trained my body to operate on next to no sleep. I also don't eat much, either. Mostly I'm only consuming water. When I do eat, it's something high protein for energy." Sebastian leaned in close to my face, glaring.

"Why would a human do such a thing?"

"It makes me better at my job. Do you really think I could do all I do if I were sleeping all the time?" Growling at me, Sebastian picked me up bridal style. "Sebastian..."

"Do not argue," I shout my mouth after that. Sebastian's aura was leaking out, so I know he was pissed off, but why? It shouldn't matter to him what I do so long as it doesn't endanger Ciel. While I didn't like being treated as fragile, I couldn't deny that the feel of Sebastian's hands on me was something that felt good.

Sebastian managed to get me back to his room without anyone seeing us. Instead of putting me down, Sebastian sat on the bed, placing himself against the headboard with me on his lap. This was not okay behavior for him. It was the norm at all. It made alarm bells go off like crazy in my mind.

"Sebastian, why do you seem mad?" I rested my head against him, waiting for an answer. I wasn't scared of him despite the alarms bells going off in my head. Acting as I had been would be the easiest way to get answers.

"Because you are harming your body needlessly." Not wanting to upset him further, I tried to lighten the mood.

"If you're a raven, why do you growl? shouldn't you squawk or something?" I smiled when I heard the sound of an honest laugh.

"A raven is just one of my many forms."

"I guess that's true; in the book, you were depicted as a wolf during your temptation of Ciel."

"so, you know then." It took me a moment to connect the dots as to what he was asking.

"About Ciel? Well, yes."

"Is there anything you can tell me about this book?"

"About the timeline? No. but I can probably tell you about the Television version as they seem to have nothing to do with this world." Sebastian nodded and seemed to be waiting for me to continue. "Hmm, in the second half of the story, they show a spider stealing Ciel's soul at the last minute."

"A Spider?"

"I don't know the demon; his character was never really explained. But he was depicted as a spider. He basically got bored with his contract and didn't feel like adding his spices himself. so he went after Ciel."

"I see." Sebastian seemed amused, His dark aura dissipating.

"You were so mad! You fought off an angle, reapers, and spiced Ciel's soul to perfection just for this spider to swoop in and take your meal." Sebastian listened to me talk excitedly, an amused look never leaving his face. "Then you tracked him down, got Ciel's soul back, just to have Ciel lose all his memories!" I waved my arms around excitedly. Sebastian, at some point, started to pet my hair as he listened.

"Then the spider's contract decided he wanted to have him fight you. The spider even went as far as to use a demon's sword against you." That tidbit made Sebastian pay more attention. "The spider kept losing to you, of course, so he kidnapped Ciel and put his contracts soul into Ciel merging their memories. But his contracts other demon stole Ciel out from under you both. In the end, her contract mark won out. She agreed not to take Ciel just her original Masters. but she had some fun with you at her Master's request." I looked right at Sebastian with pity. Making his brow rase.

"Ciel, at the last moment, was turned demon since you couldn't fulfill your last order. You were forever bound to a demon Ciel." Sebastian shuddered at the thought. "In part three, they completely disregarded the whole part two. Since part three is in the book, slightly different, but I can't tell you about it. though..."

"though?"

"Sebastian, on more than one occasion, you use seduction to get answers, it was rather detailed." I looked away from him again, got comfortable on his lap.

"Does that bother you?"

"No, I'm just curious. Can demons rut about and not have a bond formed? Or does that only apply to certain demon types? if types are a thing here." He chuckled at my questioning. But I was seriously curious. My ever curious mind wanted to study demons in a lab setting if I were honest.

"What types are you referring to?"

"In my world, there are legends about Fox demons, Wolf Demons, etc. even demons created from the overwhelming emotions of animals and humans."

"I do believe there are those that stick to such a thing. However, a demon is a demon. A Demon's true form may be wolf-like or even cat-like, but there aren't specific types, though there are those that represent original sin."

"so demons don't do the whole marriage and mate thing?" Sebastian looked like he was caught off guard by my question. "There are a lot of stories and such that depict demons taking mates or marrying."

"How is such a thing depicted in your world?" Sebastian seemed a bit too interested in that, but I answered.

"Normally it's depicted as the male sinking his fangs into the neck of the female. He then pushes his demonic energy into the said female; this is sometimes worded as venom, just as the male releases his seed. Though what type, they are determined what position this was done in. What the bond entailed, across the board, the male's scent would mix with the females. There would be a mark much like your contract seal left on the female." Sebastian leaned forward a bit and placed his forehead against mine. Closing his eyes. Okay weird...

"Sebastian?"

"I shall return, but for now, I must attend to the Young Master." Sebastian placed me on the bed next to him, getting up from the bed. I didn't know what to make of the look on his face.

"Okay." what else could I say, really? When he was gone, I reflected on our interaction. Why is he acting this way? Maybe it wasn't just a game or way to rid himself of boredom. I've never considered anyone but Undertaker before. If Sebastian really wanted contact with me in that way, would I say no? Does that mean my attention to Undertaker was merely a passing fancy?

Getting up from the bed, I moved to the bathroom and readied the tub.

No, I don't think that's the case. However, I know that I don't love in the way Undertaker assumed I would. He expected me to be like every other human he has come across. I started to undress the outer layers being the easiest to remove. My stays and combinations were slow to come off. I couldn't help but recall Sebastian's gloved hands on my body as he helped me each morning to put them on. I could, of course, put on the combinations on my self but refusing each morning to wear them just to have him scoff at me and dress me himself had become something I looked forward to. Getting into the tub after staring at my garments a moment, I sank into the hot water, slowly adjusting to the heat of the water.

Now that I think about it, both Sebastian and Undertaker questioned my being human. Was I that much of an oddity? Sure, most of my emotions are practiced and fake when it comes to the whole caring, gentle thing. In all honesty, I didn't care about most things. It's not that I had a lousy upbringing far from it. I was a loved child with both parents that were still married. I have a loving older brother. I was a gymnast and in ballet. I didn't care for much of anything outside my goals and interest. I was rather emotionless or indifferent, dark even. But that didn't make me not human, right? I was soaking in the tub, lost in thought when Sebastian came back in the room, coming over to me.

"You never seem to shut this door." He seemed slightly annoyed by that.

"Why don't you get in this tub with me." I moved forward to make room for him. It was random, it was an offer that I wasn't sure I truly understood the consequences of. All I did know was that I needed contact at this moment.

"Are you not with Undertaker?" Sebastian came to kneel right in front of the tub.

"If I were, would that matter to a demon?" The look on Sebastian's faces made it seem like I insulted him.

"While I'll admit there are demons like that, even those that do not care to hear the word no... I am no such demon, regardless of contract."

"Then why are you always scenting me or having your hands on my hips?"

Sebastian's face went blank.

"There is a difference in winning a person over and being a simple side prize." So he was flirting. That's kinda cute, seeing as he was flirting all wrong. I held back a smile as to not offend him.

"Then, to answer your question. I'm not sure." I leaned on the side of the tub.

"How are you not sure?"

"For a few months now, we have been feely touchy, but..." I thought about how to answer for a moment. "He said he wouldn't claim me fully till I could love him back."

"Do you not love him?" Sebastian seemed to be asking himself more so than me.

"I don't seem to feel emotion the same as everyone else. While I feel I meet Undertakers' requirement in my own way. He doesn't seem to understand." Sebastian stood up as a response and started to strip his clothes off. I watched closely as each article of clothing fell to the floor. The sound of his tailcoat being slid off his thin but muscular form did things to my insides I'd never want to admit. Sebastian placed the tailcoat on the counter. It amazed me how each finger seems to slowly yet elegantly unbutton his vest and shirt. How the clink of his belt buckle encoded in the room as he undid it so he could slide down his pants. My sense of smell decided to kick in right then, and I get hit with a breath full of Sebastian. The striptease in front of me, plus his scent had me trying to rub my thighs together discreetly.

The water sloshed around as he got into the tub behind me, pulling me to him so that I was resting against him but not directly on his lap. Yup differently need to rub my thighs together.

"You carry the sent of innocents."

"If that's your way of asking whether or not I've had sex, then, no, I haven't. Nothing has ever been inside me, not even my own fingers. Though you know that by what I said before about Undertaker." I stated matter of factly. I heard Sebastian's Breath Catch. I don't know why men are so interested in those facts. I mean, really, what's the difference.

Sebastian grabbed the washing cloth and started to wash my shoulders in massaging motions as he moved down my arms. When he got to my wrist, I took his hand in mine and brought his contract mark to my lips. He stiffened as his mark glowed softly at the contact. It was the first time his hands had been on me without his gloves. I felt Sebastian rest his head on my shoulder. Letting go of his hand, I closed my eyes.

"I wonder if I was given the name Mafdet because of my family's background? or at least my ancestor's background." Sebastian's contract symbol made me randomly think of them and the origins of my name.

"What background is that?" Sebastian moved his face so that he could scent me as his arms went around my waist. his nose in the crook of my neck and his legs on either side of me caging me in was distracting.

"They were burned for being witches." Sebastian stopped what he was doing. Moving his hand up to my chin, he pulled my face to the side so I'd look at him.

"What is your surname?" Sebastian sounded severe about his question though I'm not sure why my name matters.

"My full name is Mafdet Brarn Bourbon." Sebastian spun me around so fast I could have gotten whiplash. The water in the tub splashing over onto the floor from the fast movement. His eyes were wide as he looked me up and down. "There a problem with my name?" I had an annoyed tone. But really, I was just experiencing more alarm bells in my head.

"Mafdet, here anyway, is a demon turned Egyptian Goddess. Essentially, she was a defender of Ra and the Pharos. She was also fond of appearing as a cat. Brarn means Raven in Celtic. Bourbon is the name of the royal family of a country that later became a part of what is now Spain. Curious that you would have their name. If you come from witches, that while in your world and time hold no real ability, that fact would probably change once you were here." I'm utterly confused by all that.

"I still don't see why all that matters to you thought? So I'm named after this Goddess, so what? Mafdet in my world is an Egyptian Goddess, but I don't think she was a demon at any time in history." Sebastian pulled me into a kiss suddenly. On sheer instinct, I kissed him back. The alarm bells seemed to fizzle out as his hands moved up and down my body. His tongue brushed against my lips, seemingly asking for entrance. The moment I allowed it, the kiss got more intense as my arms wrapped around his neck.

Sebastian moved his hand down to my thigh and carest the inner part, making me shiver. My body felt hot like I could catch fire at any moment. My earlier need for friction was made worse as I felt myself become slick despite the water in the tub. There was no battle for dominance at any point as I surrendered to Sebastian without much fight. Pulling me close enough to straddle him but not so close that intimate areas could touch. Sebastian glided his hand further up my thigh smoothly, rubbing his finger between my folds as his thumb worked my bundle of nerves.

I moaned into our kiss and broke it off as I began to pant, my breathing labored. Sebastian moved his mouth over my throat to my collarbone, exciting me further. My hips moving on there own in time to his exploring fingers. I could feel the heat in my belly intensify. My head filled with white noise. I was getting frustrated. I wanted more, but would he? I moved my own hands to my breast, playing with them. A growl came from Sebastian, followed by the feeling of a finger sliding inside of me.

"Seba..." I moaned rather loudly as he worked his finger, which was soon followed by another. My hips never stopped pursuing his rhythm as his fingers worked in a scissor motion spreading me wider. The feel of Sebastian's fingers stroking against my insides was almost too much yet not enough all at the same time. My Hands left my breast to grip his shoulders. Digging my nails into his flesh to the point of drawing blood.

"Mafdet..." Sebastian growled out my name, his free hand moving down under the water. The sound of my name coming from him in such a way was more pleasing than I could ever imagine. Glancing down, I saw him pleasing himself as he pleasured me. His actions only served to make me want him more.

"Sebastian," I strained to talk coherently. "I want more." Sebastian's eyes started to glow brighter when he registered what I had said. Promptly inserting a third finger, I tensed at the pressure I was feeling. It didn't quite hurt, but it did feel uncomfortable for the first few seconds. Leaning forward so that my breasts were pressed firmly against him, I placed my mouth were Sebastian's blood was dripping out. I don't know what possessed me to do that, but I did. I licked up his blood, and that seemed to please Sebastian. I only know that because he grunted, then seemed to twitch. Sebastian's hand that was on himself came back up out of the water and into my hair — pulling my head back to expose my neck. He bit down just hard enough to make my whole body tremble at the possible threat but never breaking the skin.

The heat that was in my belly seemed to explode at the very thrill at having Sebastian's fangs on my flesh. My womanhood clenched down onto Sebastian's fingers. We were both panting, Sebastian's blood dripping down my chin and into the water. I could feel a tear slide down my check and wondered absently when I had started to tear up. I gasped as Sebastian Removed his fingers from my tight core. He brought his arms up to hold me as I slumped forward, resting against him.

"Sleep" Was all Sebastian said before I fell asleep right there in the tub.