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Original post date: 8/13/2018

Grammar editing: 9/27/2018

Story Editing: 11/14/2018

Editing: 07/23/2019

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Chapter 8

I'm Currently in a carriage on my way to Undertakers. It's now December twelfth, two days before Ciel's birthday. This wouldn't be the first without his family, but it was the first since he returned from his hell that didn't have Madam Red in attendance. Then there was the fact that it would be 'his' birthday too. Id have to make sure to see him, but that's a thought for another time.

Ever since the little talk I had with Sebastian about my name and possible linage, Sebastian has been pleasuring me in every way imaginable. Except for sex. Every night, Sebastian makes sure I sleep at least eight hours every night and eat three meals a day. This was becoming such a routine that if he was late coming to bed, I'd feel hot all over and experience pain in my lady bits that just would not go away no matter how much I tried to fix the issue myself, something I'm sure he was doing intentionally.

I'd also been devouring blood in each intimate encounter with Sebastian. At the peak of my excitement at whatever exploit he chose to use that evening, something inside me screamed at me to consume his blood. I can only presume that this is what an acholic felt like when tempted with their next drink. I never had this instinctive urge at any other occasion. Sebastian says that it's my demon side coming out due to being so intimate with him for extended periods of time. If you ask me, though, its also plausibly something he is getting off on.

Sebastian probably now knows more about me at this point then even Undertaker. I was astonished that I hadn't heard from Undertaker since the beginning of my stay at the Phantomhive manor. That fact bothered me, but at least I was visiting him today. So I knew I'd be receiving answers shortly. In what felt like no time at all, I arrived at Undertakers.

"Well, here goes nothing..." I stepped out of the carriage, took a deep breath, and walked into Undertakers shop. The sound of the bell overhead was encouraging. It reminded me that this place was like a second home to me.

"Welcome back, little bird." Undertaker was behind his desk like always smiling.

"Yes, Adrian, Back I am. Your little bird has the rest of December free." I walked over to Undertaker, seating myself on his desk right in front of him. I was nervous; I could feel it in my rapidly beating heart.

"And, How long will you grace me with your captivating excitants?"

"Depends on your answer." I raised one black brow at him as I crossed my arms over my chest. Never let them see you sweat, right? Act like my version of normal, and it will all work out. Undertaker looked as if he was thinking carefully about how to answer me.

"I thought perhaps you would need space since you were in the same cage with the demon."

"So you guessed at what he wants then?" I crossed my legs so I could rest my elbow on my knee bring my chin in my raised palm.

"I did." Undertakers' smile faltered.

"Lots of things have happened between Sebastian and me." I readily admitted to him. This is mostly what I was dreading. How would Undertaker react? It's not as if we ever said we were exclusive, but I knew that was just an excuse.

"Is that so." Undertaker looks almost uncomfortable.

"I'm still intact if that's what you're worried about."

"While I'm happy you haven't given yourself to a demon. My concern is for your happiness." Undertaker sat back in his seat.

"Adrian, I wish to experience that with you. Though I won't lie to you, I am on a primal level drawn to join with Sebastian." Undertaker reclined his chair, staring up at the ceiling as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"What do you mean by Instinct?" I told Undertaker about what Sebastian had said. Me being a demon, witch hybrid thing, and possibly being from Sebastian's realm. I didn't hold anything back. "That's quite a bit to take in."

"It is... But this is how things are. Sebastian is a way of pleasing the demon inside of me."

"It does explain how you understand emotion." Undertaker righted his chair, so he could lean forward to move his hands to my knees and pulled them apart.

"Undertaker?"

"While I did suspect that you were a witch and that Mr. Butler would be attracted to that..." He pushed the hem of my dress up to my thighs as he stood up and placed himself between my legs. My hands moved to his face so that I could move his bangs out of the way, allowing me to look at his whole face.

"I love you enough to except you in my life in any way I can have you."

And what exactly does he mean by that? I didn't get a chance to think about is words further as Undertaker moved his face close to kiss me. I returned the jester leaning in the rest of the way, closing the gap between us. My fingers slide from his cheeks to his hair, tangling into his thick silver strands. The kiss was sweet, much like the way Undertaker himself tasted. I was content to keep kissing him until I felt Undertakers Long nails trail up my calf to the hem of my dress that he had previously moved up to my thighs. Those hands of his made their way under my skirt, one gripped my thigh while the other started to stroke my flower lightly.

"Undertaker, don't tease if you won't have me." I pulled away just enough to look at him in the eyes.

"Little bird, I plan on doing more than a tease." Staring back at me, never breaking eye contact, Undertaker moved his hand that was currently under my dress to his lips and bit off his long nails. The audible crunch that was made had me gulping as I watched him. That one action made me more than a little slippery between the legs. The urge to rub my thighs together was hard to fight off. Undertakers' hand went back under my dress, his fingers quickly slipped between my folds. My choice in wearing a shift instead of a pair of combinations had me wanting to pat myself on the back mentally.

Sebastian might make me feel things that are primal in nature, instinct-driven behavior, but with Undertaker, it was a warmth in the pit of my belly that radiated out like a warm glow. My Internal thought was cut off as I felt Undertaker push one of his digits inside me. I couldn't help but squirm as he stared me down as he worked the finger in and out of my slick passage, Undertaker smirked.

"The demon is instinct. Two animals doing what nature tells them." Another digit joins the first. "You being here with me is your clear-minded decision. You're deciding to be here, allowing me to spread you unrestricted." Undertaker punctuated the last part of his words by inserting another digit into my tight passage, making an exaggerated scissoring motion. "You will presumably rut about with him, but your innocence, heart, and soul will perpetually belong to me." Undertaker roughly spread me with his fingers again, making me shiver.

"Adrian..." I Moaned out as he worked his fingers in and out of me.

"Aye, little bird?" Undertaker used his other hand to yank me forward so that my ass was barely on the edge of his desk. My hands had still been thoroughly tangled in Undertaker's silver hair, I hadn't noticed till now that I had been gripping his scalp. He hadn't restricted me, so I wouldn't limit him either.

I pulled him forward with the grip I had on his hair and kissed him aggressively. There wasn't any romantic nonsense or lots of foreplay like in the movies or novels. Just two people together at this moment about to share their bodies. This is the most Undertaker has done in all these months. I don't really care what's gotten into him or why. All I do care about is that more then just my body is hot.

Undertaker hiked my legs around his hips. Freeing his manhood from his pants as well as lifting his black rob. All while we tasted and explored each other's mouths as if it were the last time it would ever happen. The sound of his buckle coming undone and the fabric moving sent shivers up my spine. Undertaker placed his manhood at my entrance, rubbing his tip between my folds. The lewd sound that was coming from the action should probably be embarrassing, but I relished in the fact that Undertaker could make me so responsive.

The feeling of him against me was a kind of pleasure that made me want to weep. I trailed my lips down his jawline and neck tasting as much of him as I could. I was almost desperate when I nipped at his throat. Undertaker aggressively and abruptly pushed his manhood into me till he was seated to the hilt. Making me bite down on his neck in response to such an intrusion, drawing blood, yelping into his now penetrated flesh. The Burning pain between my legs leads me to tears stinging behind my eyes as they threatened to escape.

"Good little bird. Take all of me in along with my blood." Trusting Undertaker, I swallowed the blood that had pulled into my mouth. The tears that were being held at bay only a moment ago were beginning to fall now. It hurt, I felt as if I would be split in half while my throat started to catch fire. "Your heart will always belong to me." Undertaker pushed me down to lay on his desk. The action had forcibly removed my now visible fangs, tearing his flesh. "Look at me, little bird."

Looking into Undertaker's eyes had me possessed. I couldn't look away. The pain between my legs turning into pleasure as he moved more aggressively. I felt like I had some kind of aphrodisiac in my system. I'm sure everyone could hear my cries of delight and pain as Undertaker continued to push into me until loud smacking sounds came from our joined bodies.

It was like another me was coming forward the more I enjoyed him. The searing pain in my throat kept me on the edge of my scenes while the burn turned delightful pressure by Undertakers manhood, impaling me aggressively like a starving animal had my eyes lulling to the back of my skull.

"Harder," I moaned as I moved my hand out to his still covered chest. All five of my senses coming alive. I could smell Undertaker and his arousal as well as my own fill the room, the rapid beating of my heart, and the quietness of Undertakers.

"If you want it harder little bird, it will have to wait," Undertaker grunted as he worked his manhood into me while moving his hands over my covered breast. Not at all pleased with the refusal, I ran my claws down his chest, ripping the fabric of his black robe and cutting into him drawing more blood. Chuckling at my irritation Undertaker stilled inside of me for a moment before moving me onto my stomach, slamming me down roughly into the table.

"If rough is what you want, demon, who am I to deny you." God, I can die happy after this, I just know it.

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"Are you sure you're ready to go back?" Undertaker Handed me a bag full of skincare products that he made just for me. He even put in the items to treat my nails.

"I'm ready. I'm sure I'll have a ton of things to clean up. The servants aren't that bright." I sighed, my shoulders slumping.

"Little bird, at least you'll never be bored." Undertaker giggled to himself.

"Undertaker, are you okay with all this?" I couldn't help but ask again. I wanted Undertaker, he was my choice, but I also wanted Sebastian.

"Yes, my little bird." Undertaker patted my head. "Now, off you go, your carriage is here."

"Alright." I left Undertakers shop getting into the carriage, what a long twenty days that was. It's now January first eighteen eighty-nine.

I've spent these last twenty days with Undertaker so that I don't disrupt Ciel's timeline. Of course, I also spent my time fornicating with Undertaker. He admitted that our first time stemmed from possessive jealousy. Something my cervix had paid for dearly. It was amusing to watch the man blush like an idiot while he cleaned up his desk after that. While I had sat in his chair with my knees pulled up into my chest trying to fend off the pain in my lower stomach, Undertaker had apologized profusely. I didn't know that women bleed quite so much during their first time. Something that I found intriguing despite the pain I had been in. Then again, I didn't know much at all about sex to begin with.

Undertaker is content to have me in his life any way he can, even if that means sharing me with Sebastian. In reality, the only part he would be sharing is my body; everything of importance is his. While I believe that this is somewhat cruel and selfish of me to want them both physically, Undertaker would chalk blame of that on my awakening demon blood. Honestly, it sounded like a competition between them when Undertaker spoke of the things that were his and weren't Sebastians.

That aside, I only have a month to be at the Manor. This February Ciel will get a letter from the Queen about the Noah's Ark Circus. February eighth, they will return to the townhouse, and nine members of the circus die on the ninth. The Queen also spies on Ciel during that whole mess. I'm not sure of all the dates, so I'll need to make sure that I'm away from the Manor by the sixth. The last thing I want is to run into Grell when he comes to collect the souls of the circus members at the Manor. I should be able to go back to the Manor by the first of March. Turns out, picking which part of the storyline to stay around for, is harder than I thought it would be.

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When the carriage pulled up to the Manor, I didn't get a chance to step out of it. Sebastian had materialized out of nowhere and whisked me away to our room. Pinning me to the door the moment he got me inside the room.

"Did you think I wouldn't notice?" Sebastian all but growled into my ear.

"Of course, I knew you would notice a mile away." I brought my arms up to wrap around his neck as I nuzzled into him. Sebastian was holding back his rage. That didn't stop his aura from trickling out slightly.

"Do you believe a show of affection will dampen my ire?"

"Not at all..." Licking his neck to prep his skin, I grazed my teeth over the expanse of his neck. Sebastian growled at me, his grip on my waist, tightening enough that it was painful.

"If you can except that Undertaker has my soul, I will become whatever you are coveting. Understand, while you fulfill a primal need, I will not turn away from Undertakers touch." My breathing was laboring as his grip caused me pain. The tighter his hold on me, the harder it was to keep my expressions in check.

"You wish to remain with me in body alone... to share."

"Undertaker has already agreed."

"I can not mark you as mine if you share your flesh with another." Sebastian's claws grew, cutting into me.

"Sebastian, other than the status of my assumed bloodline, what else do you require of me?" Gritting my teeth as I felt my blood drip down my body.

"As my mate, I attain more status. Securing offspring from you will guaranty my claim to your demon lineage." Sebastian seemed to be calming down. His hold was still just as firm despite that.

"Plus, I would imagine you gain something from the other half of me." Sebastian allowed a mild look of shock to cross his face as he let me go and stepped back. Though I was in pain, I held myself up, never allowing Sebastian to see the pain translate to my face. "I don't care about any of that or even power for that matter. I'll be your mate to the right eyes and ears, but you won't mark me. I'll sign away what is mine in the demon realm to you, should you find defendant proof that that is where I am from. I will even give you offspring no matter your proof since that seems to be something you want. As for my other side, I will use it to help you no matter what you are attempting." Sebastian, for once, was speechless for about a whole minute.

"You realize that being a mate is permanent."

"I assumed as much." Sebastian stepped back into my space.

"All this to keep the Undertaker?" I placed my hand on his chest.

"All this to keep both of you."

"..."

"You are Immortal Sebastian. I am not." Sebastian seemed to understand my meaning, but I felt the need to explain.

"My life will end before you know it. For all I know, my life could be extended by being here or shortened. I don't want this short life to be without either of you."

"I will agree for now..."

"But?" Sebastian caressed my cheek.

"You know what is to happen in the end... Train your abilities so that I may always have a way back here."

"That seems an odd request for agreeing."

"Demon I might be, but I will care for my offspring. I presume they will be raised here." I closed my eyes and leaned into his hand.

"Of course, Sebastian."