Hey guys! sorry for chapter 3 being late! Well, here it is! Btw, this chapter has some dirty content.
Sebastian tried to make his fall as soundless as possible.
"Now, now, where'd she say she she wanted to meet me?" Sebastian thought with his index finger on his chin.
"My, my.. I guess we'll just have to play rabbit hunter." Sebastian chuckled, with his devilish half smile.
Sebastian darted off into the surrounding forest near the Phantomhive Estate. The bright moon followed him as he ran towards town.
•••••
Lance opened the doors to the Mandrake manor and walked in with Mercedes at his side.
"Florence, we're back... Florence?.." Lance echoed, calling out, while hanging his coat on the rack.
A large band of miserable coughs and their echoes from upstairs filled the silence.
"Father?!" Lance exclaimed, while running up the staircase, leaving Mercedes behind.
Lance reached his father's room. His father was lying on the king sized bed, with Florence (the Mandrake manor's maid) sitting at the side of the bed, taking his temperate and placing a towel onto his forehead.
"H-hello, son.." Lance's father said in a weak whisper. "Please.. *cough* C-come over.."
Lance slowly approached, kneeling down at the bed.
"Lance, we all know my end is coming near."
A tear rolled down Florence's cheek.
"I am aware, Father. All this torture, I'm so sorry." Lance said in a mournful voice, while he buried his wet face.
Lance's father wiped away Lance's tears from his face. Lance held his fathers hand onto his cheek.
"W-why would you call it "torture"?" Lance's father said, trying to chuckle. "I am watching my own son become an earl after I pass. I am watching my son marry the beautiful woman he deeply loves. I am watching my successor as I slowly pass. These days may be torture for me physically, but I am surrounded by things that are making me happy, things I've waited for my whole life."
"Thank you, father."
"You will be a great successor, son. A great earl indeed."
Mercedes, eavesdropping on the conversation between Lance and his father, watched slowly from a door slit. She turned away, in sadness and left the manor.
•••••
Sebastian arrived to the town area. He looked side to side, the area was completely empty. He took out his pocket watch.
"Hm.. 2:47 already?" Sebastian thought.
Sebastian placed his pocket watch back into his coat.
"CRACK!" a twig snapped, coming from a dark alley.
"My, my. Let's not be shy now!" Sebastian exclaimed, while kicking his leg in the air.
"Mrow!" a black cat came out of the dark alley and rubbed itself onto Sebastian's other leg that was firmly on the ground, while the other was still up in the air. "Puuurrr, puurrr!" the cat purred as it rubbed itself against Sebastian's leg that was on the ground.
Sebastian lowered his leg and kneeled against and stroked the cat.
"Did I frighten you?" Sebastian smiled, "I must be going now, goodbye."
Sebastian left the cat and hurried along again.
"Heh heh heh, oh Bassy.." whispered Grell Sutcliff, spying from a rooftop, being unnoticed.
•••••
"Where could that man be?.." Mercedes thought.
Mercedes was wandering through town in the middle of the night, looking for Sebastian while he searched for her.
Mercedes was about ready to give up. It was getting late and cold.
"Boo." Sebastian playfully said, from behind Mercedes.
Mercedes immediately put a shotgun to Sebastian's forehead.
"I know you like playing aggressive, but let's calm down a bit?" Sebastian teased.
"Oh, it's just you, Sebastian.."
Mercedes replied, while lowering the shotgun.
Sebastian held her from behind, while caressing her waist.
"I've caught you, little rabbit." He whispered into her ear, as he started to nibble and play with it with his mouth.
"Oh, Sebastian." she playfully laughed.
"You seem to still be in your ballroom dress." Sebastian chuckled, "Why? Was it to impress me? How naughty."
Sebastian's sexy grip onto her waist grew tighter.
"A mere butler question the wife of an earl?" Mercedes teased.
Sebastian's grip began to loosen, and his face showed boredom.
"That man, who exactly is he? How did he fall in love with you?" Sebastian asked.
"His name is Lance Mandrake. His family owns a popular clothing company. Also, our contract isn't based on love."
"Ah, I see. My young master has many coats and shoes from the Mandrake Clothing I am glad to hear that. It would be silly if a human fell in love with a demon and gave their souls way for love."
"Yes, very silly." she agreed.
Sebastian's grip onto her waist tightened again.
"Sebastian, I.." Mercedes stammered.
"Yes?.. Say it." he whispered seductively into her ear.
"Sebastian, I miss the old days you and I spent." Mercedes said.
Sebastian's handsome grin reappeared onto his face.
"The old days?" Sebastian questioned, teasingly.
Sebastian's lips lowered, never leaving the touch if her skin, he
slowly reached her neck, giving her seductive long wet kisses.
"Ah, yes... The old days." She replied.
Sebastian lifted his head from her neck as she let his hands wander her body.
"Then why not relive the old days? Why not indulge into sweet sweet pleasure, just like the old days? Just for one night, to have that "alive" feeling once more." He said.
Sebastian's hands reached Mercedes's breasts.
The feeling of demon skin against demon skin was an amazing feeling for demons. Almost as amazing as devouring one of the most tortured souls..
Sebastian was ravenous for this feeling once more.
"Shall we?" she whispered.
"We shall." Sebastian replies, devilishly.
Sebastian scooped Mercedes into his arms, romantically, and walked her to the Phantomhive manor.
•••••
"Such a beautiful home." Mercedes complimented, while being carried by Sebastian.
"Why thank you, my lady." Sebastian thanked her.
Sebastian opened the door to his room with one hand.
"This is my room. Feel as comfortable as you wish." Sebastian teased, as he let her down and took his tailcoat off.
•••••
"What was that?.." Mey-Rin said, half asleep.
"I swore I heard giggling, yes I did!" she thought..
Mey-Rin got up from her bed and slipped into her slippers, and wandered the halls.
"I heard the giggling again!" she thought.
Mey-Rin stopped by Sebastian's room, and looked through a crack in the door.
"Gawh! Se-Se-Sebastian has a lady friend?! Wow! She is a fine one, indeed. Yes she is!" Mey-Rin whispered, as her nose began to bleed.
"No, this is none of my business, no matter how surprising and interesting this is!" she thought.
Mey-Rin went back to her room.
•••••
Sebastian was unbuttoning the back of Mercedes's blue corset-dress, then it plopped onto the floor, revealing a black lace bra with matching french laced underwear and stockings.
Sebastian licked his lips and his eyes began to glow a demon fuchsia. He was ready to touch Mercedes all over, to make her feel that "alive feeling" once more.
"Like you said earlier, I like playing aggressive Sebastian." Mercedes said, with laughter.
She turned around and pushed Sebastian onto the bed.
"I'll be the one in charge tonight." She said, with a demon fuchsia in her eyes.
Mercedes crawled up onto Sebastian. Their faces, so close to each other that they felt each other's breaths on each other's faces.
"My, my, if it can't be helped.." he replied with a grin, never looking away from her eyes with a sexy, seductive look.
Mercedes began to unbutton Sebastian's black vest.
"I'm surprised you aren't hot in this little butler suit." she teased.
Mercedes began to unbutton Sebastian's white dress shirt, revealing his wrapped wound. The wound that was caused by the Undertaker's death scythe.
Sebastian grunted in pain.
"What happened?.." Mercedes asked, shocked at the deep bandage covered wound.
"It's noth-.."
"GRRRRRRRRRRRRR! GET OFF MY BASSY!" Grell screamed from the window, while opening it and falling into the room.
"BASSY, WHY ARE YOU CHEATING ON ME WITH THIS PIG?! Oh, and I never thought Sebastian would be doing naughty things with a woman!" Grell giggled.
"Cheating?" Mercedes glared at Sebastian.
Sebastian took out a knife out of his trousers pocket, throwing it at Grell's coat, attaching him to the wall.
"Bassy! How rude!" Grell exclaimed.
Sebastian gently took Mercedes off of him and put her to the other side of the bed and got up, slowly approaching Grell with an annoyed expression.
"Bassy! You look so sexy without your tailcoat or vest!"
Sebastian came closer an closer to Grell. Sebastian put one hand onto Grell's throat, his grip was tightening.
"Please stop saying such disgusting things, and lower your voice to a whisper. So, why're you here?.." Sebastian questioned in a quiet voice.
"CAAACK! Sebastian your grip is getting toooooooo tight.. I-I've come here, for someone under the name of "Mandrake".."
Mercedes's facial expression turned blank and dead.
"Could it be that woman?.." Grell giggled, as he pointed at Mercedes.