Prompt: "I want your innocence.", requested by snowwhiteandthequarterlifecrisis
Warning: Dark implications

Like everything in her life, her arrival into a very different era was unconventional. The well malfunctioned out of blues and send her sprawling in neither eras she was familiar with. Instead she flashed into existence right in the middle of a more progressive Japanese village and the money-hungry headman decided she was a 'curse' and promptly sold her to the visiting foreigner. A human trafficker.

Apparently she fetched a very pretty penny, for her exotic look. Blue eyes were a rarity among Japanese people, and saddled that with a fit yet petite body…she was instantly popular with gross men and women alike. She was at least fortunate that the head trader was territorial of his goods and would literal behead any perpetrator who'd try to soil them.

If she hadn't been used to death and gores in the feudal era, Kagome would've flinch at these rolling heads. But her cold lack of reactions made her all the more popular. More exotic.

Kagome loathed that very word, tired of hearing it over and over.

She supposed she should be thankful that she know fairly little English.

The ship was filthy and stank of human wastes down below in the gutter, but again, she was lucky enough to have a gilded room. To preserve her health, she overheard that trader to say. Or thought he said. Regardless she spent many days on that boat, weeks even, going to only a god knows where.

And then, she was tossed into a cage—oddly and disturbingly fitting for her name, a bird cage, dressed into a fancily uncomfortable dress, and was showed off to a big audience from the stage. There were many shouting and a small sign with a particular number jerking to the sky at every word the fast-talking auctioneer said. Bigger that man's grin, the colder Kagome felt growing in her belly.

There were no one innocent in this audience, every one of their faces were of pure lust and sheer determination.

But none were worse than the demon she couldn't pinpointed in the far back, his aura was suppressing and dark, just as his own damned soul was. She swore it was even grinning. Could auras even grin?

It took a small voice, a young boy's voice, to stop the sea of lustful eyes. In his stead were dawning horrors in their paling faces. "In the name of Queen Victoria…all of you are hereby arrested…"

She remembered little else, all passed by her in a blur—but her fear of that one man, nay, a demon, was mounting at his near presence. Somehow he convinced the little boy, not that much younger than she, to take her in. Out of pity the boy agreed.

And so there she was, a simple maid in the mansion of Phantomhive, sweeping in a hallway.

Master Ciel was impressed with her knowledge, once her English sufficiently improved enough to hold a decent conversation, and became more impressed when her archery was deadly on point after an ambush from multiple thieves. After his initial precariousness of his newest servant faded, Ciel decided to keep Kagome and rejected his foreign acquaintance's offer to take her in.

Kagome wished he hadn't. She would rather be anywhere else other than in the Phantomhive mansion. Master Ciel's order to the creepy butler to leave her be was only but a small mercy. Somehow he sensed his butler's less-than-pure intentions toward her, though unfortunately it was a tad too late to change his mind regarding on keeping her.

Even then she knew better than anyone that demons doesn't like to stay on orders for long, contracted or no.

She did her best to stick with the other, thankfully friendly, servants as much as she could, so she wouldn't be alone for the demonic butler's ambush. But even that was temporary at best. Sebastian was sure to assign separate chores for each, to find an opportunity to herd her for himself. So far he hadn't been lucky.

Her luck would run out.

"Kagome." Her name was purred into her ear.

She squealed and pivoted at her heels, scuffling the waxed floor. Kagome was grabbed steadfast at her bicep. A gloved hand slammed onto her mouth, muffling her incoming cry. "Ah, ah! None of that now, my dear girl." Sebastian gave a slow grin at Kagome's whitening face, "Would you mind so much for some privacy?"

Yes I do mind! She wanted to say, but Sebastian refused her the opportunity to do so, as the scenery blurred in front of her eyes. A defeated feeling washed over her senses, slumping into his hands, when she realized where she was.

His room.

"Kagome~" Sebastian nearly singsonged her name, lust coating his throat. He brushed a thumb across her soft cheek.

Then a hot burst of fury destroyed that sense of being defeated came over. Bright white-pink light crackled from her hands, "Let go of me!" Sebastian gasped when her holy energy zipped into his belly and released his holds on her. Falling onto her knees Kagome kept her magic still alive and humming and jerked a glare at Sebastian's expression above.

Horror crashed over, when she realized the butler wasn't in pain.

He was in ecstasy.

Dropping onto the floor Sebastian's eyes shone brightly, moans still escaping his lips. Kagome couldn't get away fast enough when he grabbed onto her ankle, "Where are you going, my girl?" She barked out a cry when she slid underneath Sebastian's broad form, her long skirt bunching at her back from the swift movement on the hardwood floor, "We haven't even started~"

Stiffening at something hard poking at her lower belly Kagome refused to look down. Her last bit of fury snuffed out from the horror at her realization of Sebastian's desires she begged, her hands shaking at his chest in a sorry attempt to push him off, "Please…let go of me."

"Shh, shh." Sebastian shushed her, again wrapping his hand over her lips, as he lowered himself on her, "Don't fret, my girl. I just wished to leave a little reminder." Shifting his hand from Kagome's lips to her throat, he smirked when her gasps became short from lack of air at his squeeze. Before she can whimper Sebastian slanted his mouth upon her and took all of her breaths.

Kagome started batting at his chest again, her empty lungs burning.

Loosening his grip and parting his lips Sebastian smiled at her loud wheezing and bubbling hot tears and shifted his hand toward to her hips, "Remember this, my girl: I want your innocence. Do not forget." There was a threat behind his words, behind his false smile.

Trembling Kagome stayed where she was, trapped under the demon in disguise, waiting for her end, whatever it may be, to come. This demon was so much stronger than she could've hoped for—there was no saving herself from Sebastian Michaelis. She didn't dare to even hope for his mercy, but prayed it'd be swift.

"Alas, I do like my girl to be willing." Sebastian sighed, as he trailed his kisses over the hand-shaped bruise upon her throat. "And you, my girl, are not. Some other day, then." When he rose his body to set Kagome loose, Sebastian had to chuckle when she darted out from underneath him like a little mouse she was.

And laughed when she fumbled with his locks, with her entire body shaking like a falling leaf.

He sighed when she flung the door open and was gone in a flash. With a hum Sebastian settled onto the floor and rested against his bed, cupping his hand over his tented loin. Unconsciously he waved his other hand to breeze the door close and the locks locking by itself for his privacy. Licking his lips Sebastian moaned at the taste he took from Kagome.

A delicacy she will be, but the one he will keep.

Soon she will have no choice but to give in to his hellish seductions. What a beautiful company she will be, and he hoped she would become accommodated to his home in Hell quickly so to become the bride he desired. With another sigh at the idea, Sebastian simply couldn't wait.