I found myself sitting in the dining room. I was quite pensive about Ciel's reaction to seeing Sebastian pull my hair.
It was like, it truly bothered him but it's like he's seen worse before. What could he have gone through, this poor boy?
I don't really get too involved in Johnathan's work. But even then I would hear "Phantomhive" every now and again... Why is he so important?
Just who are you Ciel Phantomhive?
I didn't mean to call him an uppity brat. It was just bad timing my emotions let loose. But once we were out of the library Sebastian pulled me away from the door and told me my actions will not go unpunished... Whatever that means. I'll tell Ciel I'm sorry the next time I see him, then.
"Hey." Came the voice of Bard from behind me. It sounded rather hushed.
I turned around to see Mey Rin, Bard and Finny, looking back at me, sorry looks in their eyes.
I gave them a weak smile.
"We heard about what happened to your manor, and we just wanted to say we're sorry." Finny explained.
He held out a beautiful Marigold for me to take. It looked like it was snipped from the garden with the utmost care. I smiled the instant it was in my hand, and gave the gardener a hug.
"I was gonna make your favorite foods for dinner." Bard added proudly.
"And I was personally going to clean your room every morning." Mey Rin followed.
"Aww. You guys are so sweet!" I exclaimed, giving them a group hug. "But you guys don't have to do all of that, it's not like it's your fault." I assured smiling up at them. Putting on a face like always.
"We know..." Said Bard.
"... But we care about you. It's what friends do!" Finished Finny.
"Thanks guys... Well, it's getting late. I'll be going to bed soon." I said.
"That's alright. We'll see you tomorrow!" Finny shouted happily as he ran up to hug me.
"Goodnight, Rose." Said Mey Rin.
"You sure you don't want me to cook for you?" Bard asked once more.
"No thanks, Bard. Night guys!" I waved off on my way up the stairs.
"Night!" They all answered back.
I smiled down at the Marigold in my hands, and put it in my hair. Finny's just adorable.
I opened the door to my room and found Johnathan in bed, reading his book.
He looked up at me and smiled. "And where have you been all day?" He asked playfully.
"Just looking around, talking to the staff and all that jazz." I smiled back at him. One of the more genuine ones I've giving him since we've been here.
"Come to bed, darling." He motioned to my spot next to him.
I changed out of today's outfit to replace it with my nightgown, good thing Johnathan unpacked for me. I took the flower from my hair and gently set it on the dresser.
"You look beautiful with your hair down." Johnathan complimented as I got into bed. It reminded me of Ciel.
None the less, a bashful grin appeared on my face. "Thank you, John."
I blew out the candles. The moonlight came in through the window. Illuminating separate parts of our room.
I turned to my side facing Johnathan. He was looking me in the eye.
"What is it, John?" I asked curiously.
"I wasn't lying... You really are beautiful." He said. It sounded like he was speaking more to himself.
He leaned in and kissed me softly. He pulled away for a moment, pulled me closer, then leaned back in for another one.
"You know, I never did get to have you that night." Johnathan whispered, stroking his thumb against my thigh.
"Well here's your chance." I challenged.
He rolled us to where I was under him, and pulled up my nightgown. He settled in between my legs as he kissed down my stomach.
I felt a throbbing in my lower stomach as I felt him give my bottom a tight squeeze.
He grasped one of my breasts, earning him a moan from my lips.
I began to feel... Weird. Like there was tension in room, but it wasn't between either of us. I couldn't see anything because there wasn't enough light and it's kinda hard looking past your husband when he's trying to bed you. -_-
Johnathan didn't seem to be as focused on it as I was. So I just let it go.
The more we continued, the harder it was getting for me to breath. The room was just unbearable. Johnathan, again, ignored it.
I did too... That is until I heard a growl. It came from one of the room's dark corners... The one behind Johnathan.
So I peered over John's bare shoulder.
There he was. Sebastian... With a bitter look on his face... Standing there... Watching me and my husband about to have sex.
Half of his features lit by the moon the other, consumed by the dark corner. It was still enough to make out the fire in his eyes.
I couldn't control the short scream that erupted from me.
"What, Rose?!" John asked?
When I looked back at the corner, he was gone!
"Nothing. Let's just go to bed!" I replied, pushing him off of me. He looked at me almost as if I was insane as I pulled the covers over me.
"Was I too rough somewhere?" John asked, still a little puzzled.
"No, John." I sigh. "It's not you."
"Then what is it?" He persisted.
"I... Thought I saw something... in that corner?" It came out as more of an unsure question than a statement.
Johnathan got out of bed to examine the corner. "There's nothing there, Rose." He concluded.
"Oh. Right... Sorry. Must have been my imagination." I chuckled nervously.
"You've been acting so weird lately, darling." John said as he climbed back into bed.
Oh no. He's finally beginning to catch on.
"I've never met anyone with such severe homesickness like yours."
Maybe not...
"Right John. Goodnight."
I heard Johnathan sigh. Poor thing couldn't get what he wanted. "Goodnight, darling."
I woke up with this... urge to go to Sebastian's room. I don't even know where that is. But I know where he is, oddly enough.
I looked outside. The sun wasn't up yet.
I stood there fighting this urge, when I felt a little heat build up in my torso. It wasn't so bad at first but, the longer I stood there, the worse it got. It felt like fire burning me inside out at this point.
The urge got stronger too, to where I moved a few paces without my control. But it was then I realized, the fire stopped for a bit.
But in my hesitation, the fire commenced. Should I wake Johnathan? The feeling grew snapping me out of my thought. And I could feel this fire spreading to my limbs.
I just decided to walk wherever this feeling was leading me to. The faster I my pace got, the more controlled the pain became.
I finally made it to a stop in front of a large oak door. I was startled when it swung open. It was the demon. He was dressed in casual sleepwear.
"Enter." He stated. He looked serious.
I was scared of what he might do. "Is this... your room?" I asked looking around nervously.
"It is." He said. "Now I won't repeat myself." He said opening the door wider for me to come in.
I entered cautiously. And looked around discreetly. The room was very plain, clean, but plain. Plain boring walls, plain bedspread, nothing lying around.
"Why am I here?" I asked him.
"I called you." He said nonchalantly.
"I didn't hear you." I countered.
"You didn't have to." He gestured to the pentagram on his hand. The one that now invades my lower back.
Understanding, I let it go.
"So what did you need?" I finally asked.
"I don't like the way that man touches you." Sebastian stated looking me in the eye, as if to dare me to disagree with him.
"Soooo... You called me here in the middle of the night, because you chose to stand in a corner and watch us for who knows how long?" I asked rhetorically. "If anything, I should be the one mad!"
"It's your fault for being such a whore." He jeered, narrowing his eyes at me.
"A whore? He's my husband!" I was getting irritated too.
"Oh please, Rose. You gave me your soul for easy foreplay and sweet talk." He jabbed. "And no. Thinking it was a dream, doesn't justify it."
Damn! Can't argue with that. Fuck you, demon.
"So, my husband and I can't sleep together? Is that what you're saying?" I glared at him.
"Precisely." He gave me that closed eyed smile of his. "And just to be sure, I order you not to let him touch you, same goes for you. No physical contact... Other than talking... Under no circumstances."
"No touching?! As in, no hugging, or anything?!" I exclaimed.
"I've made myself clear." He said, his face unreadable again. "You're mine now, mind, body, and soul." He explained. "So if you do feel the need to do anything of that sort, it's with me."
I scoffed. "I didn't marry you, Sebastian. Butt out of my marriage."
"It's an order, you'll follow it." He smiled smugly, walking over to his bed.
I watched as he stopped at his bedside, then turned to look at me. "Come to bed." Sebastian called to me.
I wore a confused expression. "Yours?..." I managed to say.
Sebastian didn't answer, which confirmed my suspicion.
I know it's not exactly what he wants to hear right now but... "What about Johnathan?" I asked curiously.
"Get your mind off of that man." He said, glancing angularity at me. "Come." He instructed again.
The slight urge to follow his command returned. Just not as strong. And I could feel that painful flame brewing at the pit of my body.
So I took my time. Slowly making my way over to his bed.
I saw he made himself comfortable in bed already. The bastard.
"I thought demons didn't need sleep." I said as I finally reached the edge of his bed.
"Do I look asleep to you?" He said back, looking at me with that sly grin.
I didn't answer. It wasn't worth it.
"What have I said about answering my questions?" He asked.
"No. You don't look asleep." I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.
"No, what?" He insisted.
"No, master." I gritted my teeth.
"While you're here," Sebastian began. "Earlier today you called my young master an 'uppity brat'. I told you, that won't go unpunished." There was an undertone of high spirits in his tone.
I waited.
He smirked. "Come into bed, kiss me."
I stood there glaring at him. I was putting off the order as long as I can.
But, the urge came back too forcefully. I reacted without thought, climbed in next to him, and pressed my lips against his.
When I pulled away, I had finally snapped out of it and realized what I had just done.
"Harder." Sebastian said, before I could react.
I felt myself lean in and kiss him harder. Just like he wanted.
I felt manipulated...
Sebastian put his arms around me and began to feel my curves. He pressed on my hips and breathed into the side of my neck.
I felt desire...
"Take your gown off." He whispered gently.
It gave me goosebumps, but... "I can't-" He silenced me with a rough kiss and a tug of my hair. He began in to lift the nightgown himself.
An involuntary moan escaped me as I felt his hand brush my inner thigh in the process.
"Beg for it." He instructed. His hand just inches away from my warmth.
"I don't... want it..." I was breathing too heavily to sound convincing.
"Beg. I order you." His hand began stroking my thigh in an attempt to coax me into giving in sooner.
"I..." I began. "Master, please. I want you so badly. I'll do anything." I breathed.
"Not very convincing." Sebastian's hand lifted from my thigh.
He turned his head out the window. "The sun is rising." He noted. I raised an eyebrow at him, confused.
"I must tend to my duties." He said, suddenly climbing off of the bed. Leaving me there shamelessly.
"Are you serious?!" I asked annoyed.
"What?" Sebastian asked innocently. "Oh. I'm sorry, did I leave you wanting more?" He taunted.
I gave him a disbelieving look. He can be so stupid sometimes.
"I must tend to my young master before anything else." He retorted. "After all, I'm one hell of a butler."
"You're one hell of a tease, is more like it."I muttered to myself.
He chuckled. "I'll call if I need you." And with that, he was gone.
I decided to get up and dressed before Johnathan does.
I don't own Kuroshitsuji.