Author's Note: This is my first time writing sex, so please don't be too harsh :')


"Goodnight, Your Highness," Claude said in a low, flat voice. He carried the only source of light, a small candle, out of the room and left Alois submerged in darkness. Thankfully, the little brat was tired today and didn't try to beckon Claude to his bedside. He could be so needy sometimes. Sometimes it was enjoyable, but Claude was focused on satisfying someone else upon this night.

Claude strode down the corridor to the servants' rooms past the shadows cast by the mansion's intricate walls. Claude smirked as spiders scurried across this black shoes as he neared the shabbiest part of the estate. Anticipation, a rare feeling (as all were) for Claude, made his blood run hot. It had been too long since he had been able to devour prey without killing it.

Audrea emerged out of the servants' baths, her long curls dripping water onto her soft white nightgown, provided by His Highness. She had no personal belongings and was so grateful to have been hired as a maid for the Trancy household. She smiled to herself as she braided her wet hair and walked to her room. But, right as her hand landed on the doorknob, she heard a soft voice murmur something. She turned and saw Claude at her side, a candle illuminating his sharp features from below. Audrea admired how the darkness made him even more alluring and threatening, like he was a hunter and she was his prey. She liked that. "Excuse me?" Audrea asked, finding her voice to be more timid and meek than she had wanted it to be.

"I said," Claude responded evenly, "that it is a late hour for a lady to be bathing. You need your rest." Claude smiled uncharacteristically at Audrea's flustered face, sending a shiver down her back.

"Oh, well you see, I had gotten a bit dirty in the garden today and needed to clean off before bed. I was just about to sleep," Audrea responded. "You should take to bed as well."

"Oh, my lady," Claude chuckled, "I believe we both know that I am restless. Sleep is redundant for me." Claude leaned down several inches to Audrea's ear, his hand resting on her bedroom door behind her head. "A demon never sleeps." Claude's slender white fingers combed through Audrea's braid. He listened intently to her breathing quicken and her cheeks flush as he inhaled her sweet scent. His nose moved from her hair to her neck. He licked her alabaster skin gently and heard her gasp. She was making this too much fun.

To Claude's amusement, Audrea opened her bedroom door behind them and pulled him in without a word. "Have I really been so obvious?" She asked innocently, cocking her head to the side and grinning shyly. "I guess you can't get anything past a demon after all."

Claude smiled and pushed up his glasses with his middle finger. He walked over to Audrea and leaned down to meet her eyes. Yet, before he could capture her lips, she had stopped him by grabbing his face on either side. Audrea slide off Claude's glasses carefully and set them on a small dresser beside her bed. She grinned before sliding her hands around Claude and whispering, "just in case," before she kissed him. He was quick to respond.

Truth be told, Claude was a little surprised and annoyed that human girl had managed to kiss him first. But, he quickly recovered and returned the kiss with overwhelming intensity. He didn't bother requesting permission to enter her mouth. His tongue forced its way into Audrea's cute little orifice. Time had caused Claude to lose some of his instincts. He wasn't accustomed to handling fragile humans carefully. He pulled back to make sure that he hadn't been too rough and caused her mouth to bleed. Judging from the look on Audrea's face, Claude could have actually gone harder. Audrea was certainly strong for a human. He wondered how hard he could push her before she would break.

While capturing her lips, Claude's hands trailed down and felt Audrea through the thin fabric of her nightgown. When he reached her hip bones, firm and jutting out, he pulled her pelvis closer to him. Now, the only thing separating the human and the demon was their clothes. But, this could be easily fixed. Claude's hands trailed down even further and grasped Audrea's nightgown. He swiftly pulled the fabric over Audrea's head before she could process what he was about to do. Standing there in only her drawers and chemise, which were so thin that they were translucent, Claude took a step back and looked her over up and down. Audrea was small and skinny without being boney. While she didn't have a voluptuous hourglass shape, her body had subtle curves. The outline of her breasts in the candlelight and her wide eyes without a trace of fear in them caused Claude to want to ravish her. She was careless and naive to not be afraid of Claude Faustus.

As Claude began to close the distance between them, Audrea's hands suddenly reached out. Claude smirked. "Don't tell me you're getting cold feet now," he said, but was contradicted immediately when Audrea began sliding with black tailcoat off his shoulders. She's undressing me, thought Claude with a smirk. How eager.

Claude felt soft fingers brush his toned chest as Audrea unbuttoned his shirt one by one. They were on her bed, Claude underneath her as Audrea straddled him. Once his chest was fully exposed, Audrea could finally see for the first time how magnificent Claude truly looked. Humans aren't this perfect, this sculpted, this flawless, this divine. Only demons could look this way. Only demons could make her feel this way. Audrea felt heat radiate throughout her entire body and she looked at Claude in the candlelight. The beautiful, sharp curves of Claude's chest casted a thousand shadows. Audrea leaned forward and kissed those muscles. She took the tight, pale skin in her mouth. If this had been her first time with a demon, Audrea would be curious to find out whether demons could bruise. But, as it was, Audrea had experience and knew she could give demons hickeys. While they weren't permanent, they at least gave her some satisfaction in that she could mark someone as hers, if only for awhile. Besides, affairs with demons never last for long.

Claude watched Audrea through narrowed eyes as she worked on his chest as if it were a masterpiece she was worshipping. She continued to surprise him by bruising him with that little mouth of hers. "Don't worry," Claude said as he lifted Audrea's head up by her chin. "I'll be sure to bruise you too." He kissed her then, no longer allowing her any control over him or herself. She was left stunned and stuck like a fly in a web as Claude stripped her of the rest of her scarce clothing. Claude lifting Audrea gently up off of him by her hips and laid her down on her own bed. Hovering above her, Audrea could see everything about Claude: the frenzied look in his golden eyes that shone brighter than any candle flame, the purple bruises scattered randomly on this muscular, stark-white chest, and, most obviously, his erection that seemed to be reaching towards her. "I do hope these walls aren't too thin," Claude muttered as he grabbed Audrea's ankles and set them upon his shoulders. Audrea let out a faint giggle.

"I hope they hear us," she said, thinking of how Hannah despised her since she was in Alois's favor. Claude chuckled darkly.

"I've never met a human quite like you before," he said right before he entered Audrea unexpectedly, earning a gasp of shock from the girl. Audrea's world turned black as all she felt, heard, and saw was Claude. She couldn't distinguish between pain and pleasure for a few moments, but soon it became that all she was feeling was pure, intense pleasure like she hadn't known in so long. Audrea felt completely at peace as Claude pounded into her relentlessly, not caring whether or not she was in pain or not. Audrea knew this, expected it, and welcomed it. A demon's thoughts were rather predicable. No matter what, they only care about getting their next meal. Audrea liked familiarity, and she was very familiar with demons. I belong here, Audrea thought as Claude's fingernails dug into her thighs and drew blood. No doubt the maid's sheets would soon be soaked with more than just blood anyway.

Claude made sure to take this time with this girl. He wanted every single one of her nerves to be aching for his touch. He wanted her to scream in pain. He wanted her to cry for pleasure. He wanted to bend and break and dirty her until she was just before the brink of unconsciousness. It was true that Claude already had an active contract, but a little leisurely fun was an opportunity he could not pass up.

Claude thrust into Audrea at a steady pace, relishing the sound of flesh smacking into each other and the glisten of Audrea's eyes. Without a word, Claude grabbed Audrea's hips and set her on top of him. In this new position, he continued to thrust upwardly into her as he brought her hips down onto him simultaneously. Little gasps of breath came from Audrea as Claude filled her completely. She let her moans out, unable to contain them any longer. All she could see was blackness as Claude went even faster underneath her frail body. His hands squeezed her hips so tightly that they had gone numb under his pale grasp. Audrea didn't know if she was still breathing as she felt an intense release build up inside of her. Her emerald eyes peered into the darkness to find a pair of yellow eyes staring right back into her. Then, Audrea and Claude orgasimed together.

She sat there on top on Claude for a while, shaking weakly. Claude released his hold on her body and found purple blotches on Audrea's smooth skin where his hands had been. As Audrea regained vision, she allowed her body to slump gently onto Claude's and rest. Claude smirked into the girl's neck, realizing he had worn her out. Humans really are weak.

Audrea had drifted off into sleep while laying on Claude's chest. After cleaning her up and replacing her soiled sheets, Claude tucked her into bed and blew out the candle. "Until next time, my lady." As Claude turned to go, he realized he was forgetting something. Claude picked up his glasses from Audrea's nightstand and smirked. "You really are my worst distraction."