"Sebastian, have you talked to that maid yet?" Ciel asked as he got into bed.

"No, my lord, I haven't had time to be alone with her yet."

"Do it quickly, we don't want another life to be lost to that murderer. Do it anyway you can."

"Yes, my lord." Sebastian put his hand to his heart and bowed. He turned and left.

xxxxx

Catherine woke up with a start, what was that dream? She couldn't understand it at all. The maid sighed and rubbed her head, raking her fingers through her hair.

What time was it? Catherine looked over at the closed curtains trying to judge the time, as if on cue she heard a grandfather clock from the entrance hall chime three times.

Deciding she should probably go back to her own bedroom, and sleep on a real, yet uncomfortable, bed, she stood up and walked to the door, glancing at her mistress as she left. Still fast asleep and so very, very fragile. After closing the door the maid made her way to the servants quarters, taking in the beautiful mansion as she walked.

Catherine finally reached the servants quarters and was about to go into her bedroom when a voice interrupted her movements.

"You're up rather late aren't you?" the voice said. She knew that voice, that soft, smooth tone that made her melt.

"I could say the same for you, Sebastian." She replied. The demon stepped out of the shadows, smirking. He kept walking toward the maid until he was standing right in front of her, towering above her and not leaving any space for the girl to breathe. Catherine moved backwards only to find her back meeting the wall. Sebastian reclaimed his place in front of her, placing his gloved hands on the wall, either side of her head. Sebastian had many interrogation methods he could use. There was torture; he decided this wouldn't be best as she was a similar being to him and pain wouldn't bother her. There was simply sitting down and trying to get the information out; but he thought that she was too stubborn and vague to give them any information they needed. Lastly, the one he decided to go with, was the simple art of seduction, and, to Sebastian's advantage, he was really rather good at it.

He dipped his head until his lips were right next to her ear. "Having a little snoop, were we?" He whispered, his breath hot.

"No, sir, I was simply visiting my mistress, to see if she was sleeping well." Catherine said firmly but feeling very aware of her exposed legs. What on earth was going on?

"At three in the morning? I still find that a little suspicious." Sebastian said, lifting his head up and staring into her eyes. She wasn't particularly beautiful, she was average, with dull grey eyes and dark hair reaching her mid-back, but orders were orders, the butler needed to find out the information, in anyway possible.

"I disagree, sir."

"Sir? How formal." He laughed slightly, deciding to test her, "No, call me..." He leaned into her, pressing his broad form against hers. He whispered, "...Bassy."

The girl flinched at the use of her brothers nickname for him. Sebastian smirked again.

"Bassy.. That's an interesting name." She tried to struggle out of his grip but he held on to her tightly.

"So, tell me, what's an Akuma Tenshi like you doing working for the Lady Elizabeth." his voice low and sensual.

"No reason that should matter to you." She said flatly, trying once more to get out of his embrace but only getting herself trapped further.

"You're quite a young one, aren't you? Most of your kind I hear of are either dead, stripped of their immorality or are old and useless, but you're brand new. I'd say you're 17?"

"18, actually. And can you please let me go? I'd like to go to sleep, if you wouldn't mind." Catherine tried to duck under his arm but he reacted quickly by grabbing her waist. She stopped dead feeling her flesh burn underneath his touch. He pulled her closer to him as he guided his hands down to her hips. He placed his head in the crook of her neck, Catherine inhaled deeply. She couldn't understand this at all.

"Why don't you just tell me everything I need to know and it would be easier for the both of us?"

"I don't know anything."

"Don't lie to me." He said, his mouth only millimetres from her neck.

"I'm not-"

Then, he nipped.

A short, sharp pain shot across his cheek.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"I-"

"That is no way to treat a woman, especially one you've just met."

"But-"

"Don't even speak to me, bloody hell." Catherine used Sebastian's moment of weakness to step out of his hold and slammed her bedroom door in his face. The demon just stared at the closed door, astonished for the second time that day. How did that not work? The girl intrigued him even more, he made it his goal to break her.

He walked to his own bedroom shaking his head, still getting over what just happened.

She was simply one hell of a maid.

Authors Note

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