Song: Monochrome No Kiss (Black Butler OG - OP)

Cheslock kicked at the rocks on the ground as he walked into the back gardens of the school, immensely irritated.

The music room professor just told him that the school cancelled his performance at the ball because the singer who was supposed to accompany him fell sick.

He growled loudly, kicking harder at the rock on the grass floor when he remembered he couldn't vent to Chaise. Chaise had to go to the infirmary because he was ill too. He didn't even get to see him before he went into isolation.

Cheslock considered breaking into the infirmary to see him; the spectacle-wearing lad was always calming.

He suddenly stops in his tracks as he hears soft humming and a voice much louder singing.

Deai ni iro wa nakute

Monokuro fukinukeru

Itamigoto kimi yudanemashou

Kizu ato tsuyoku nazoru

Yousha nai aki ga kite

Suzushii yubi temaneku mama ni

Toketa ato no yakkai na

Koori mitai na watashi wo

Yasashiku sukutte

Uwakuchibiru de asobu

The language was unfamiliar to him, but there was no denying the alluring charm of her voice.

Cheslock turns the corner and sees the back of a girl with pink hair wearing a red plaid dress as she continues singing to the air around her.

Soredemo hitotsu no ai no katachi wo sagasu

Tooku yori mo ima wo musunda kareta hitomi wa

Dekireba kono mama tsutsumarete owaritai

She started to twirl around the lavish garden, and Cheslock couldn't help but smirk at how immersed she was in the song.

Sono negai wa yoru wa munashiku asa wo tsuretekuru

Yasashikute atsukute hikyou na kisu de

Irodotte yo saigo no yoru tsuki ga terashiteru

Finally, she finishes, and she turns, facing his direction. Cheslock freezes when she notices him. Startled, she steps back to find herself tripping on a rock. She cries out in surprise, and Cheslock rushes forward without a second thought.

Amu finally opens her eyes and sees Cheslock panting on top of her. The girl's face reddens at the proximity. Cheslock's arm was underneath her, his hand supporting her head with his other hand on the ground, his long, calloused fingers in her hair fanned out on the grassy floor like a halo. Finally, he raises his head and looks at her properly, startled by her eyes.

They were an elegant pair of large dew pond eyes, a beautiful shade of gold. The soft faint scent of strawberries and vanilla filled Cheslock's nose, her hands on the ground, and her soft full lips parted as Amu stared right back at the older teenager.

Cheslock's eyes travelled lower, eyeing the expensive trim, the gold buttons and the embellished embroidery of her dress.

Was she a noble?

He raises his head, seeing her cheeks turn a florid shade, and he takes a handful of her hair to bring to his lips. He kisses the locks of her hair, watching how much pinker her face turns at the gesture.

"My name is Cheslock. What's yours?"

Amu flusters, unsure of whether to give a real or fake name. He was so close!

It did not help that his eyes emitted a hungry curiosity that made her hear thump so loud she was sure he could listen to it.

What do I do?

Suddenly Cheslock is lifted from the ground, and Amber sits up with her elbows propping her up to see it is Sebastian with an unreadable expression but a livid aura, his mouth in a tight line.

Fuck, he's mad.

"Mr Cheslock, kindly refrain from such dalliances on school property if you can, please."

Cheslock was set back on the ground, a little irritated at being lifted off his feet so effortlessly by a school professor. He turned his head to look at the girl but was dumbfounded to find she had disappeared.

How?!

Amu panted hard, resting her back against the tree a couple of miles from where Cheslock was.

Damn, that was close.

Amu opens her eyes and sees a black flash, and a scream escapes her lips as someone suddenly lifts her from the ground. A man's hands cling to her hips, and her legs instinctively entwine around him as he presses her back firmly against the tree. She opens her eyes to see Sebastian, out of his professor uniform and in his butler one only absent of the tailcoat, his glare profound in her view.

"What did you think you were doing?"

She turned his head, Sebastian's ungloved hands pressing into her sides, "He chanced upon me while I was singing to myself. You came at the right time. He asked for my name."

Sebastian's glare lost its intensity somewhat, hearing her elaborate further on what happened, but his voice shook her core."You have to be more careful. After that night we had, your powers as a succubus have attained a certain level. You will attract even more attention, and your instincts will eat away at you."

Amu frowned, "That night was your fault, don't forget."

"No, that was up to you. If you hadn't kissed the young master, I wouldn't have forced me to initiate you into the ways of pleasure as your kin."

Amu's face reddens, and she grips his shirt in her soft hands, "I like Ciel. How could I not want his kiss?"

"He's engaged. You wouldn't want to hurt Lady Elizabeth's feelings now, do you?"

The pinkette felt guilt grip her heart, thinking about Lizzy.

"If you had remained with Edward, your maturity would not have come so quickly, considering what a coward that man is."

"He is not a coward! He's a gentleman! Unlike-!"

Sebastian cuts her off, pressing his lips against her own, his chest pressing against her developing breasts.

Amu moves her hands to grip his shoulders, and in turn, he embraces her in his arms, his tongue dominating her mouth. She breaks away first, her cheeks rosy and warm, and Sebastian's eyes soften at her sweet face.

Without warning, he unbuttons her blouse, causing her to stammer: 'Shh, you must be punished. Be glad I am not spanking you right here."

He uses his right hand to pull the collar to her shoulder blade, exposing her right shoulder and collarbone. Meanwhile, Sebastian's left hand was in her blouse, cupping her left breast in his palm. The demon tilted his head, using his mouth to capture a piece of her sun-kissed skin between his lips and started sucking, his teeth grazing against her simultaneously.

"Sebastian...w-we're in public."

The demon butler ignores her, and his grip tightens as she mewls softly from the pleasure soaking into her skin.

He will mark her splendidly to remind her that he was the only one to make her feel like this.