*THIS IS A PARTIAL UPDATE! So my friend that threatens my short existence pointed out that the ending note I put was confusing apparently (maybe just to her but whatever) so I am trying to make it as clear as possible! But then again, there was a line I wanted to put in the story but I forgot about it! :) Yayz!*
Hi guys! I have finally decided to update! Well not finally because I have been trying for like 2 weeks or so. But I had Foundations homework and Chemistry and Math and my brother's surprise party and Family day and sleep so yea…But here is how I'm gonna make up for that! TWO FOR ONE! That's right! Two chapters for one update! Aren't I awesome? Yes I am.
Sebastian: *taps shoulder* Excuse me, Ms. ConfusedAuthor?
Me: Yes, Bassy?
Sebastian: *twitch* You have forgotten in all of your previous chapters to put a disclaimer…
Me: O_o Really? Da fuck!
Sebastian: *smack* A lady should not use such foul language.
Me:…SMD! Anyway! I DO NOT OWN KUROSHITSUJI BUT WOULD GIVE UP ANYTHING TO GET IT UNDER MY NAME!
Sebastian: Anything? *creeps closer*
Me: No…
(Updated because my friend threatened my life again and most of you are probably cheering because of that. Also that Minney said they would cry.)
EXSELSIOR!
No…No, no, no, no, no! This is not happening! What is he doing here? Plus the fact that I'm already on another date! He's gonna get so pissed! But he looks so sexy right now…
I quickly sat down before I pounced and humped the shit out of him. Not that I would really do it, but you know what I mean.
I soon regretted that decision…Sitting across from me was a war Vet "I was bitch slappin' terrorists with both hands" dude. He had a buzz cut and a scar on his chin. His eyes were a cloudy green and his lips were in a perverse smile.
Now I see were Greg gets his looks from. Ha-ha, just kidding. Stop looking at me like that. I AM NOT A HOMOPHOBE!
Ciel squirmed under his gaze. CIEL, FOR GOD'S SAKE! Ciel is a scary ass kid! And I lived in New York. I know scary ass kids…
And the old fart was checking me out! Like, staring at my boobs and everything! My eyes wandered around before landing on Sebastian. He was staring at me, his sleek eyebrow raised in either confusion or warning. But my God, ORGASMIC!
I flashed a quick smile towards his direction before turning back to Mr. Bitchslap.
"So this is the infamous Katherine I've been hearing about…" he said, smiling. I looked at Greg harshly as Ciel rolled his eyes. Sorry, I mean Isaac. Gotta train or this date will crash and burn.
I dug my nails into Greg's leg. I mean, come on! Katherine? Not Roxan or Alejandra or something totally smexxilicious!
"Yup, this is her," Greg held my hand and looked at me. "The love of my life."
I heard cracking and looked over at Sebastian's table. He had cracked his fist obnoxiously loud and was narrowing his eyes at us. He was REALLY pissed! I slumped down into my chair, shielding my face. Ciel pulled on my dress and stuck out his hand.
"Give," he said, bluntly. I rolled my eyes and handed him my IPod. Seriously, why hasn't that thing died yet? I haven't charged it since he found it!
Ciel leaned back and played Fruit Ninja. "So you must know who I am…" asked the Vet perv. I flinched because I really didn't know.
"Uhh…Um…"
Okay, I had to think. What could possibly be his name? And second of all, why didn't I ask in the first fucking place! I mean, come on brain! Work with me!
Let's see…A war veteran who doesn't know that his son is gay…Ah what the hell…
If I guess right, everybody is getting laid…
"Roger?" I said/asked.
He leaned back in shock. "Wow. That's a first."
Everyone, drop your pants.
"Usually Gregory only calls me General Williams. He must REALLY like you."
Greg held my waist, walking his hand down. Hey, you are getting too touchy feely.
"Of course. Wouldn't you?" He caressed my chin. "She's simply breathtaking."
Aw, he's so sweet? Damn him! I can't believe he is winning me over! Why are all the gay people taking away the good men? It's so depressing…
Come on ladies! After Ricky Martin, we were fucked.
"And you are the sexiest thing I've ever seen." I was lying, but whatever. This whole date was a lie.
Ciel scoffed. "You are a terrible liar."
I smacked his head. "SHUT UP!"
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~Sebastian's P.O.V.~
He is a dead man. Yes, I am well aware that the date is really a lie and the man Louis is with is homosexual. However, I can hear her heart flutter every time he compliments her. Demons are very possessive beings. He dare not challenge me unless he wants his arm twisted around like one would twist a rag.
I tapped my finger against the table, each time digging farther into the table. Soon I bored a hole through the table. Demon aura began to spew from my feet.
I was disgusted at him touching her body when I was not even permitted to do so.
I dragged my nails across the table to distract my attention, but my eyes would not leave her.
What was it about this woman that made my "heart" (though, again, I do not have the organ) flutter and take my breath (though demons do not have to breathe) away? I leaned back in the plush chair and thought. Was it because I knew she had my young master and I was just using her…or was I actually developing feelings for her? I looked at my young master. He turned his head slowly and looked at me with his cold eyes. But I felt…nothing. Am I becoming human?
I chuckled to myself.
That can't be it. The only way a demon becomes human is if they fall in love with a mortal. I am not in love. And I will never be in love…Why does it hurt to say that?
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We ate in silence. Not like normal silence where someone coughs every 5 seconds, but COMPLETE silence. I quietly ate my mushroom soup. Why do I even need to be here if they're not even gonna talk?
Hopefully it stays like this…
"Katherine?"
Dammit!
"Yes?"
"Tell me how a pretty girl like you met a knucklehead like him," he demanded, examining his nails.
Greg and I stared at each other in shock. We were not expecting that. Though we should…Come on, it's a meet-the-sex deprived- war vet date! Stupid me…
"Well...uh…" I began. Well, barely. I stroked my hair.
Gotta think up a good lie. Gotta think up a good lie...God, if you're listening. Help me!
No…? Nothing? Okay…Ah what the hell…Again.
"Well we didn't really meet under romantic circumstances. It was more of a…um," My brain shut down from the pressure.
"Accident?" Greg added, putting his arm around me. Why do I hear digging?
"Yes! You see, I was driving on a road in, like, the middle of nowhere."
"Where?" he asked. I swear on everything I own (besides a flat screen TV. Fucking Ciel) that this dude could tell I was lying out of my ass.
"Well we were in Florida actually, since I moved here not too long ago, and my car just died on me so I was stranded. So I was waving people down and trying to get a ride, and people in Miami are major assholes so that didn't work, so I waited…And waited…And waited."
Roger was laughing now. Yes, he likes me!
"Until finally Greg showed up. And he can also finish." I said, giggling.
"Well I was on my way to the airport since I had just dropped off some designs at a fashion company in Miami when I saw this girl in a blue bikini and shorts hopping up and down in the street like a lunatic. At first I was gonna just keep driving and totally ignore her, but then I saw her face and decided that maybe an angel had lost its way."
I blushed and looked away from him. And I wasn't acting. I felt…warm and fluffy inside.
"So I pulled over and asked her if she was lost and she said that her car had just broken down and she had a flight to catch. I gave her a funny look and she pleaded for me to give her a ride and tried to convince me that she wasn't a killer on the loose or a border hopper. And I thought she was a lunatic still but I let her in. Then we started talking and we really clicked. Turns out that we both missed the flight that we were both on and since another one was arriving later on in the night, we stayed together in the cafeteria/bathroom/lobby or whatever it's called."
I laughed. This guy was really good at making up stories. And I liked it.
"And we continued to talk till we fell asleep. We missed our flight again, so we had to wait another 5 hours before another plane came. So we started talking and being more 'lovey-dovey' as she called it. Here we are today."
Ciel tapped away at Tap Tap Revolution 3. "What rubbish…" he commented.
"Shut up."
Roger looked down at his watch, wide eyed. "Wow, look at the time. I gotta return to New York for the boot camp training in a few days."
"Yea, I gotta go to." I said, standing up.
"But you know what's weird…"
Ah, fuck.
"You two haven't kissed all night…What's up with that?" he asked, eyebrow raised.
I grabbed Greg's wrist, pulling him towards the unisex bathroom. "Can you excuse us for one sec?"
Roger watched us leave before looking down at Ciel. "Who stuck a rod up your ass kid?" he asked bluntly.
Ciel looked up at him. "Your daughter in law."
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"So what's the plan?" I asked, leaning against the bathroom wall. I examined my nails and looked at him. Greg scratched the back of his head and looked around. He ran his hand down his neck and blew out air. "I guess we have to do it." I sighed. "Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, if you don't want to I can make up a- -" Greg cut me off. "No it's okay. We should practice."
I stared at him wide eyed. "Practice? You're gonna practice kissing…on me?"
Greg blushed and looked away from me. "Well yea. I mean, we are trying to convince my dad, right?" "No, no, no, no, no! YOU are trying to convince your dad, not me! I don't give a damn what that guy out there thinks of me!" I gripped my hair. "I don't even know why I agreed to this in the first place. This was so stupid of me…"
Greg got close to me and held my chin. "If you do this for me, I will give you an idea for your article."
"Deal." We shook hands.
I leaned against the wall, my arms crossed. "Ready…"
Greg placed his hand on the wall and shimmied closer to me. He looked into my eyes and leaned even closer to me. I just stared. He really needs to hurry up 'cause he's slacking.
Greg kissed my lips passionately, pulling on my top lip. I did nothing really. Greg pulled away and stared into my eyes. I looked him up and down. "Well?"
Greg kissed me again, holding my face and sucking on my lip. I tried to push him away but my hormones conspired against. It's tough being a girl.
He continued to kiss me, moving his head and his tongue exploring my mouth. I finally got the energy to push him away. We stared each other down. I ran out of the bathroom.
"Hi Dad, gotta go, Isaac get your lazy ass up, BYE!" was what I shouted as I ran out and grabbed Ciel.
Roger watched me leave, waving in a very confused way. Greg walked out, wiping off his lip and smiling. Roger looked his son up and down. "What was that all about?" Greg chuckled and bit his lip, looking down the path I ran. "A miracle."
A waiter walked over to Sebastian's, thrashing his rag in the air as he went to clear it off. He gazed down at the table and ran his finger along the deep scratches and holes. He whirled his finger in the hole to find it completely smooth. "What the hell?" he said bluntly. Sebastian quickly slipped out the door. The waiter called over his boss and pointed at the table. "Kids these days..."
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I was being pretty emo for the rest of the time. I didn't want to go anywhere or see anybody. Felix was freaking out from my anti-social vibe. Speaking of the devil, he just walked in the room wearing my Beatles shirt and black skinnies with a black scarf. Why the fuck is he always wearing a scarf? He lifted my head up with his hand and gazed into my eyes.
"Dude…Personal space."
Felix kissed my forehead and sat next to me, hugging me in his death grip. "What's the matter?" he asked, biting my shoulder. He use to do that all the time when he would find me crying when we were kids. Not that I was crying or anything. My face was just red is all. And my eyes were just puffy. Shut up…It was allergies.
"Nothing. I feel like a whore…" Felix chuckled. "Well then I guess you're perfectly fine then." I smacked his arm. "If you're not gonna be nice, then gimme back my Beatles shirt." Felix laughed. He is such a little cutie. "Alright, alright. Why do you feel like a whore?"
"Because Greg kissed me last night." Felix slowly tilted his head. "But I thought he was gay." "Well he is. It's just that…he got into it and kissed me more and now I feel like I totally betrayed Sebastian and that he's gonna hate me and- -" I just kept rambling as tears streamed down my face. Felix licked my tears. Remember how before I said he was a cutie? Well he's also an innocent freak who doesn't understand that doing things like licking tears is awkward. "You're still not over him? I told you to be careful around him, Lulu." My heart skipped a beat. "He's dangerous…"
"Don't call me that. Don't you ever call me that again."
Felix stared wide-eyed at me. "But Lulu, I- -"
"STOP IT!"
Felix rested his head on my arm and wiped my tears. "Dad use to call you that every time you use to cry, didn't he?" I sobbed. Felix rubbed my back and kissed my head. "Listen to me. You are not a whore, Sebastian would never be mad at you." I sniffed and wiped my tears.
"Feel better?" I nodded.
"Want some ice cream?" I shook my head 'no'.
"Want to play with Celestial?" I shook my head 'no'.
"Want to rape Ciel?" I nodded. Felix helped me up and led me into the bedroom.
I sat on Ciel's lap and waited, leaning close to his face. He squirmed underneath me, still sleeping. I squirmed on his lap to wake him up. I swear on everything I felt something poke me. Must be my imagination. Ciel groaned and slowly opened his eyes. His vision focused as he looked around the room. Then he saw me on his lap.
"GET OFF OF ME YOU IDIOT!"
I planted sloppy wet kisses on his cheeks and forehead. He got the strength to push me off. His face was a bright red as he wiped it off.
I lunged at him and embraced him, rolling around the bed and kissing him. "Oh I love you, darling boy!" Ciel struggled and eventually gave up. He even hugged my arm. Ha-ha, he knows he's my bitch.
I lowered my guard for one second! One measly second, and I end up on the fucking floor! The floor! How did I get from point A to point B in like 2 milliseconds! Ciel looked over the edge of the bed, a triumphant smirk on his face. I narrowed my eyes but formed a perverse smile on my face.
"It's okay, Ciel. I like it rough."
Ciel blushed like a tomato. Ha-ha, I love this kid.
That's the first chapter and it is 5:11 pm. Will I be able to type up the second one? Probably not.
Ciel: Why are you placing an author's note if you are doing another chapter?
Me: Because I can. You wanna fight about it?
Ciel: Lunatic…
And the friend who threatens my existence every time I see her was wondering what Louis looks like. So do you guys know who Mila Kunis is?
Louis: Who?
Me: Duh, the voice of Meg on Family Guy! And she was Jamie in Friends with Benefits.
Louis: Oh! I look like her? Damn…I'm hot.
Me: Yea, you look like her but just with mahogany/red (whatever %$# you) hair, whiter skin, and hazel eyes.
Louis: Oh…
On to the next one!
Lesson in the Language of Love
Um…How do I put this? Sebastian has been giving me...signs lately that he wants to advance and enhance our relationship. And don't get me wrong. I REALLY want to but…I'm kinda scared to. Yes, I can admit it. I don't really like to 'do the do' in a relationship. Sebastian said it before and he was absolutely right! I don't really like to have sex. I hated gym class in high school so why would I enjoy sweating for pleasure? I don't give a fuck if the guy does all the work! I just don't want to. It's not my thing. But he has been persistent, I'll give him that.
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10 months ago
"I want pancakes."
"No."
"Go make me pancakes."
"No."
"You will get me pancakes."
"What are you? Some Jedi?"
Ciel crossed his arms and stared at me in his orange "There's No Such Thing As 'Awesome' Without 'Me'" T-shirt and black Bermudas. I stared right back in a blue shoulder top and shorts. It was finally warm and sunny! Yay! "If you don't say the magic words then you don't get any pancakes." Ciel tapped his foot impatiently. "Dude, I've been 13 before. I can handle a tantrum." Ciel sighed and pulled my phone out of his pocket. "If you do not make me pancakes in the next 10 minutes, I will send all of the explicit text messages on this device to your boss at the newspaper."
…He is evil! Evil, evil, evil! I quickly snatched my phone from him and shoved it into my pocket. "You are an evil little boy." Ciel smirked. "No. I am just smarter than you." I deadpanned. He walked out the door with Felix not too far behind. Ciel turned with his cold gaze. "When I return, I expect the pancakes to be done. Good day." He closed the door.
Might as well do what he says…Got nothing else better to do.
I got out the pancake mix and my IPod dock. I placed down a bowl and decided to make eggs and Turkey bacon. That's right, Turkey bacon. It is ten times better than regular bacon!
I put my IPod on the dock and scrolled through my music. Wow…Ciel was right. I have really bad taste. What the fuck is Rebecca Black doing on here? I don't even like her songs. Damn Felix…
"Let's see…Ooo! Let's Get Loud!" I clicked 'Play'.
(A/N: Let's Get Loud by Jennifer Lopez)
The song began with her singing in Spanish, so I just swayed my hips to the beat. When the English finally started, I began to sing. Thank you Dad for teaching me how to sing decently enough.
Let's get loud, let's get loud
Turn the music up, let's do it
C'mon people let's get loud
Let's get loud
Turn the music up to hear that sound
Let's get loud, let's get loud
Ain't nobody gotta tell ya
What you gotta do
The chorus only played once and I was already thrashing my head from side to side as I mixed the batter.
If you wanna live your life
Live it all the way and don't you waste it
Every feelin' every beat
Can be so very sweet you gotta taste it
You gotta do it (you gotta do it)
you gotta do it your way
You gotta prove it (you gotta prove it)
You gotta mean what you say
You gotta do it (do it)
you gotta do it your way
You gotta prove it (prove it)
You gotta mean what you say
I set the bowl down and kept singing along, spinning around the kitchen.
Life's a party, make it hot
Dance don't ever stop, whatever rhythm
Every minute, every day
Take them all the way you gotta live 'em ('cause I'm going to live my life)
You gotta do it (you gotta do it)
you gotta do it your way
You gotta prove it (you gotta prove it)
You gotta mean what you say
You gotta do it (do it)
you gotta do it your way
You gotta prove it (prove it)
You gotta mean what you say
I bent down and opened the freezer, pulling out the turkey bacon as my huge crepe pan thingy made pancakes. I seductively popped back up and continued to dance around the room.
Let's get loud, let's get loud
Turn the music up to hear that sound
Let's get loud, let's get loud
Ain't nobody gotta tell you
What you gotta do, oh no
(Make it hot)
Let's get loud, let's get loud
Let's get loud, let's get loud
It's just a party, baby
Let's get loud, let's get loud
Let's get loud, pop it up
(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
I started to jump up and down, fist pumping.
Life is meant to be big fun
You're not hurtin' anyone
Nobody loses
let the music make you free
be what you wanna be make no excuses
You gotta do it, (do)
you gotta do it your way (what you wanna do)
To gotta prove it (say)
You gotta mean what you say (what you wanna say)
You gotta do it, (go)
you gotta do it your way (where you wanna go)
You gotta prove it
You gotta mean what you say (just do it, ohh)
Let's get loud, let's get loud
Turn the music up to hear that sound
Let's get loud, let's get loud
Ain't nobody gotta tell you
What you gotta do
By then, I was grinding against the air behind.
Let's get loud, let's get loud
Let's get loud, let's get loud
You didn't know I could do that did ya
I finished and flipped the pancakes and bacon over. I went to the fridge and took out 6 eggs, cracking them in the fryer. Then 'Bump & Grind' by R-Kelly came on. I had to sing the beginning.
My mind's telling me no
I reached up to the ceiling.
But my body, my body's telling me yes
I pulled my arm down to my chest.
Baby- I don't wanna hurt nobody
I waved my finger in front of myself, thrashing my head from side to side.
But there is something that I must confess- to you
I rolled my hips then changed the song. I searched through my Reggae and my Dancehall songs. What? It's nice ass-shaking music.
I couldn't find anything that was appropriate to sing out loud with an elderly woman living next door, so I continued through the adventure of my shuffle.
Then I remember my pancakes and other additions and flipped them. I got plates for each of us and set them on the counter nearby, slipping the pancakes on as the bacon and eggs continued to cook. Then 'Drop It Low' by Kat DeLuna came on also. Sorry guys, I'll stop pounding you with my horrible singing voice.
Drop it low,
Pop it up, pop it up, turn around
Drop it low,
Pop it up, pop it up, turn around
Drop it low,
Pop it up, pop it up, turn around
Drop it low,
Pop it up, pop it up, turn around
I did the dance as I slid the eggs and bacon on the plates. I threw milk on the stove for hot chocolate and water for Ciel and his Earl Grey that I spent 20 bucks on for one fucking package!
Move your body baby, bom bom bom
When I shake it, I'mma steal-a the show
Come one baby, run run run
Quiero eso, dale long long long
Whine up, baby, whine, whine, whine
Take it slow, do it one more time
Feel it up, perfect moment la cool-a
Feel it up, like tomorrow, tomorrow
Feel it up, you never forget it
I walked to the table with my eyes closed as I swayed my hips and hummed. I set the plates down and sashayed to the counter for the mugs and syrup.
I'mma see you looking it at me
Oh my, my sexy boy
Uno, dos, tres
Dale? Move you body!
I stood back and admired my presentable work spread on the table, then I looked up and saw Sebastian in my doorway with a sad look on his face.
"Why did you stop?" he asked.
I blushed profusely. "How long have you been standing there?" I asked, putting hair behind my ear and avoiding eye contact. I was so embarrassed! Ugh, stupid, stupid, stupid!
Sebastian smiled, taking of his Fedora. "Oh not long. Why didn't you sing any of the Spanish parts in 'Let's get Loud'?" he asked. Asshole. That is a long time.
"Well, I…Uh…" I was lost for words. It was like my mind was on fire and the words couldn't escape. I watch too much SpongeBob. I don't care. He is my baby daddy.
Sebastian walked over to me and smiled. "But it was very…sexy…" he said, his lips curling into a seductive smile. I looked into his eyes. "Really?" He got close to my face. "Really…" He kissed my lips passionately, trapping my lips between his. I broke free and claimed his lips for mine, exploring his mouth. His tongue fought for dominance but I won. Ha-ha, now I have 2 bitches.
Anyway, Sebastian hoisted me up on his waist only holding me by my legs. He walked over to the counter and sat me down on it. I took his Fedora out of his hand and placed it on my head, making out more with him. Sebastian's hands explored my waist, which were very cold by the way. He moved down to my neck, sucking and nibbling on the skin there. I gasped and giggled at his teeth poking me.
Something always kills the moment.
My phone began to ring. I answered quickly. "Hello?" I asked as Sebastian continued to nibble on my neck, watching me. Of course it was Felix. "Hi Sis! Um, well, I was wondering if you could tell me your credit card number because I saw this really awesome game in GameStop and- -" I hung up. I held Sebastian's face and kissed him passionately, sucking on his bottom lip. Sebastian's muscles rippled through his shirt as made out faster with me. I couldn't even tell which direction we were going on.
Another interruption.
My phone rang again. I hesitated before answering. It was probably Felix again. My caller ID said 'Grandma'. I raised an eyebrow and answered. "Grandma?" I called as Sebastian rested his chin on my shoulder.
"So how about that credit card number?"
Seriously, what the fuck? I hung up and kissed Sebastian a few times as my hand slide down his chest, undoing buttons. Celestial pawed at my leg, wanting attention. Sebastian grabbed my hands and looked at her. "Is that your cat?" he asked. I looked at her. "Yup, that's Celestial." Sebastian stretched out his hand. Celestial trotted over to his hand and rubbed herself against it, purring. She rolled on her back and pawed at his hand playfully. "She's adorable." Celestial trotted away.
That's right. Momma didn't raise no fool. She knows that I'm busy.
Sebastian kissed my neck and sucked on the skin, giving me hickies. I gasped. Sebastian's hand began to slip down my pants.
Then banging on the door happened.
Sebastian walked over to the door and opened it. He only saw a blur as my Landlord raced past him. She was an elderly Mexican woman with blackish grey hair and a sagging face. She usually wore a abnormally large dress and a sweater with moccasins no matter the time of year. She stomped over to me, waving her finger angrily. I cowered back against the counter for protection.
"Eres una niña egoísta! Llegaste tarde en el alquiler de nuevo! ¿Sabes cuánto dinero pierde por ti? Chica americana estúpida! Todos los americanos son estúpidos! "
I stared wide eyed at her. "Calm down, lady! What are you saying?" I asked, my arms blocking my body. "I said that you were late on rent!" I raised an eyebrow. "Didn't sound like that to me…"
"You need to get your act together or else I kick you out!" she yelled. She continued to yell in Spanish. I threw Sebastian's Fedora at him and mouthed for him to go. Sebastian slipped out.
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And that was just the first were oh so many more.
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4 months ago
Sebastian asked me to meet him at the library he worked at. I'm not sure why he wanted me to meet him there, but whatever. I walked over to the library. The security guard from way back when looked at me funny before letting me in. If he has a problem with me, we can settle this right now.
Anyway, I walked in and waited for Sebastian to finish with a woman at the counter. She was a little younger than me, blonde, curvy, and a ditz. I didn't stand a chance against her. She slipped Sebastian her number and walked off, giggling. I'll dispose of her later. But I didn't have to because Sebastian threw her number in the trash.
Ha-ha, take that you dumb bimbo!
He noticed me and waved for me to come over. We leaned over the desk and kissed each other. He kissed me again and led me from the evil gazes from the other women in the library.
"Where are we going?" I whispered, looking at the billions of books in here. Sebastian looked from side to side. "Let's just say that there is a room that I would like to try out with you, if you don't mind," he answered with a seductive smile. I froze in my tracks and blushed from head to toe. Did he just come out and bluntly say that he wants to have sex with me in a library? I got cold feet. Sebastian tilted his head at me. "Are you okay, Louis?" he asked. I shook myself out of my trance and nodded. He opened the door and led me inside.
It was large and sound proof. (Of course Sebastian wouldn't leave out that detail.) I ran my hands along the furniture and old books. Not a speck of dust. That is like…impossible in a library. Have you ever been to a library where all of the books are clean? I don't think so unless you're dead and went to a library in Heaven where every book is perfect or some shit like that.
Sebastian leaned against the door, closing and locking it. He looked up at me with his amber eyes, a seductive smile spreading across his glossed lips. My heart skipped several beats. He walked over to me and kissed my lips. I kissed him back. He claimed my mouth and explored inside, touching me. He leaned back against a bookcase and seductively motioned for me to come here. Damn, he's good…Damn female raging hormones…
He turned me around so my butt was on him and kissed my neck. He held my chin and turned my face to look at me. He made out with me as his hand ran over my body. I moaned under his touch and wrapped my arms around his neck. His hand slowly creeped into my pants, exploring there as well. I gasped and covered my mouth to stifle moans. From behind, he grinded on me, kissing my neck.
I sucked in air for my obnoxiously loud moan before there was knocking on the door.
It was some chick with frizzy orange hair. I couldn't see the rest because of those fucked up windows that are usually in a principal's door to blur the faces of people in meetings. I hate those windows.
"Uh, Mr. Sebastian? A fight broke out in the front lobby," she reported, running of and yelling at the fighters. Sebastian grunted and slammed his head against the bookcase. He removed himself from me and walked to the door. He tore off a paper towel and wiped off his fingers. "Until next time, my dear…" he said, winking. Sebastian dashed out the door.
I slumped to the ground and looked in my pants. Great. Now I had to take a shower when I got home.
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But now we are back to the present time. Sebastian has invited me over to his house. I repeat. HIS HOUSE! I have never been to his house before. He has never mentioned anything about where he lives. I WAS FREAKING OUT!
I looked down at the paper with his address. He has really nice handwriting. Makes mine look like shit on paper. I took in a deep breath and pushed open the door.
Wow, his apartment building is ten times nicer than mine. There was actually a doorman and a bellhop, who was really cute. It had golden columns that looked like they held up the ceiling. I can't even call it an apartment. I'm gonna call it a hotel. The mailboxes weren't rundown with graffiti on it. Oh no. They were monogrammed with the people's initials! IN GOLD! The lobby chairs weren't torn up or non-existent. They were Persian with golden feet. And don't even get me started on the stairs and elevator. Fucking marble stairs and a golden elevator. I tapped the bellhop on the shoulder. Apparently his name was Jack.
"How much does it cost to live here?" I asked, astonished. Jack tapped his chin in thought. "5, maybe 10, 000 American dollars a month." My jaw hit the floor. I need a sugar daddy. I wanna live here.
As I walked down the stairs, I looked at my face in the stairs. When I got up to the 1st floor, I wanted to kick a cat. The floor was covered in Indian carpeting with Golden Fleece outlines. The tables that decorated the halls were marble. A Picasso painting hung over there and a Van Go hung over there. A self-playing piano played 'Petit Chien' elegantly. Rich British walked around with their award winning poodles. They wore suits and flowing dresses. I looked down at myself.
All I wore was a black ruffle skirt, a white polo, fishnet stockings, and knee high blacks high heels. I felt so…awkward. I continued my journey to…4th Floor room 3120*.
The second floor had an aquarium, under the sea theme to it. I'm surprised that a maid wasn't sitting on a rock in an Ariel costume handing out fliers (or money) to people. When I turned the corner, I almost ran into a statue of Poseidon. That would've hurt.
The third floor. Don't even get me started on the third floor. It had an Italian theme. Fake grapes vines (Yea I checked) curled around columns in the corners of the rooms. A tiny Leaning Tower of Pisa was on a display table. A fountain of a naked marble baby poured out purple dyed water. I thought it was wine at first but came to my senses while deciding whether or not to drink it.
Finally, the fourth. The fourth floor was a "Ha-ha I'm richer than you and always will be" theme. Well, that's the vibe I got. Gold was everywhere. Golden frames on pictures, mirrors, and tables. I'm surprised there wasn't a golden dancing statue in this place. How much money does Sebastian make? And working at a library on top of that…I walked up to Room 3120 and knocked. The door slowly creaked open. I walked in.
"Hello?" I called into the empty room. Russian Roulette by Rihanna was playing on a TV in the bedroom. That's right. His room had 2 TV's while I have none. Steam swirled around the room from the bathroom. I sat on the bed and waited for him. I came 'cause he said he was gonna teach me some French. If it was an excuse just to see me, I didn't really care. I sang along with the song.
The bathroom door creeped open, a blanket of fog seeping into the room. Sebastian walked out in low riding black skinnies and nothing else. He dried his hair off with a towel. It was actually down to his shoulder then barely touching his neck as I usually see it. I bit my lip.
"Ah, Louis." He said, realizing I was there. He smiled and kissed me. "You are here early…" I smiled. "Well I was eager to learn the language that I failed at in high school." Sebastian smiled seductively. "I see," he threw his towel down on a chair and kneeled on the bed, crawling over to me on his knuckles. He pinned me under him, his hair fanning over my face. "I thought you were gonna teach me the language of love?" I asked like an idiot. I am not good under pressure at all.
"I am. It's just a different…dialect is all…" he smiled and leaned close to my face.
Oh boy.
Ta-da! I am done and it is…9:01 PM!Yea! So here is my gift to you people. Now when you review, I REPEAT, when you review, put any of the following codes:
LD: lemony details
LO: lemony overview
HJK: Ha-ha just kidding Louis,he doesn't wanna hump you
DGAF: you should know what this is
C: just get to the confrontation already
IDK: confused
To tell me what you want to happen in the next chapter. That is all I'm asking. And another thing:
Me: *reading off notecard made by Sebastian* Wow…He does have nice handwriting…Anyway. Anyone who guesses what 3120 stands for gets a *stares harder at card* A chance to suggest a scene they want tosee or a challenge to give me like the 'Daddy' challenge to J. Michael Tatum. No I will not do the 'Daddy' challenge. Here's a hint: 3-1-20. Not a date.
BYE! GIMME POCKY!