After talking to Kurosu, Amu was no longer sure she could seduce Cheslock. Cheslock wasn't as naive as Edward; if she started reciprocating his advances, he would know something was up.

Amu sat in the garden, her mind working overdrive as she wondered what to do. She closes her eyes, remembering her occult hunter grandparents who taught her about demons. She remembered that the succubus clan could hypnotise prey to engage them and wipe their memory. Still, they rarely use that ability as the clan's people are notorious for their lack of restraint and prefer to take as many partners as possible boldly, so how could she learn it or hone it? She would rather quietly subdue Cheslock since it would be her first time, but it would be tricky. Cheslock wasn't an idiot; she liked him; she didn't want to play with him as if he were a toy. Succubi treated humans as toys but not her.

"What's eating you?"

Amu looks up and sees Cheslock looking at her with a lopsided grin; before she can even form another thought, he moves to sit next to her, his face close to hers as he studies her expression closely. Cheslock came early today; Edward had forewarned her that they couldn't come together for a while because he had cricket practice, but she had completely forgotten about it.

"You don't seem sad, but something is bothering you...do you want to talk about it?"

Amu blinks, unsure what to say. She is more surprised that Cheslock has stepped into her space without her noticing, their noses just an inch apart. She bites her lip, feeling nervous.

Cheslock tilts her head at her when she doesn't answer, "You don't have to talk about it if you're not ready...but there is something I wanted to ask you?"

Amu nods eagerly; her mind cannot process what she felt from his proximity, and being asked a question would give her something to focus on.

"Do you still have that outfit you wore when you fell out of your cupboard the other day?"

The pinkette's breath hitched, "W-why?"

"It suited you. You were spectacular in it. Would I get a chance to see you wear it again?"

Cheslock spoke calmly, but on the inside, his heart was pounding. He had burned that image of Amu in her blue ensemble with the frilly skirt and that corset into his memory, and it did not help that he replayed that image every time he took a bath, imagining Amu in the tub with him.

Jesus

"I-I e-rm"

Amu stuttering in front of him intrigued the older teenager; his shy, rosy, cheeked expression reminded him of when they met, and he fell on top of her.

"Amy"

The pinkette looks up and sees Cheslock looking at her intensely, and her embarrassment flares. "S-sorry, it's just that it was a costume sent by Ciel's tailor. I tried it on out of curiosity, but then Ciel came in to look for me, so I hid, but then Sebastian found me, and you all saw it, and I'm just so humiliated you saw me in such a thing-"

"Nothing you could say or do would ever be inappropriate. You shouldn't be embarrassed. You were and, as always, are beautiful."

Amu felt her hands trembling and her heart thumping loudly—she could feel it. The girl's succubi desire reached out from within as if trying to claw its way out of her chest, and it hurt.

Thirsty

Amu covers her ears with her hands, but she can practically hear her heartbeat. Cheslock tries to ask her what is wrong, but she has to ignore him. Lock's lips are just too tempting.

Suddenly, she feels someone grab her by the chin, and she opens her eyes only to stare into Lock's gaze. "Breathe, Amelia."

But she couldn't. Cheslock got even bolder and leaned into her, forcing her to lay her back against the tree. Her hands fell from her ears, landing on Cheslock's chest as she slightly nudged him off.

"Y-you're too c-close."

Amu's breath hitched as Cheslock leaned his head in, his lips just an inch from her pulse point. She gasped as she found he had moved his hands to her cheeks, his eyes drinking in every detail of her face. "I want you to notice me as more than a former schoolmate; don't tell me you don't feel for me..."

Amu gulps hard. She sneaks a look at Kurosu, and the little guardian character knows what she means, so she goes into action.

The X hair clips in her hair changed to crosses, and with new refound energy, she forced Cheslock to the ground before bolting back into the house. Checlock fell on his behind, shocked at first but quickly regained his senses to turn his head and shout after her, worried that he had gone too far, but she never looked back.

Meanwhile, Ciel yells at Sebastian for overpouring the tea until he sees the alarmed expression on his butler's face. As usual, he resolves the situation quickly. The butler pulls a cloth out of nowhere, cleaning up the mess, but he is gritting his teeth, aggravated - an expression unfamiliar to Ciel outside battles.

"Sebastian, what-?"

"My apologies, young master, I'll be back."

It was later that Sebastian finally found the little maid. The girl's adamant arousal and embarrassment over the situation irked him out of his usual careful demeanour. He needed to get to the bottom of it if he wanted to be able to focus on the day's tasks.

Damn, her pheromones are going to drive me mad at the rate this is going.

Amu was crying into her pillow when Sebastian found her. Her skin was almost as pink as her hair. The butler frowned at the situation, even more so when the pinkette noticed him and glared at him for unlocking her door with his master key without her permission to enter her room.

"Can't you leave me alone?"

Sebastian sighs deeply, "You do realise that if you just give up on abstaining, I can free you of all this pain, and you can freely spend time whoever without your inner lusts rampaging in your body."

The girl turns away, and Sebastian rubs at his temples irritably before turning slightly to lock the door firmly, causing the pinkette to face him again when she hears the lock sound.

"Are you going to molest me again?"

"I can practically hear your body getting feverish the more you try to suppress your urges, brat."

Embarrassed, the pinkette throws her pillow at him, and the butler tilts his head to avoid it, unamused. "What will it take for you to see that I am your best choice for coping with your demonic maturity?"

"This pain is madness! Why does suppressing my instincts need to hurt me so? I don't want to be more of a succubus than I already am! I was never supposed to evolve-!"

Sebastian somehow resisted the urge to roll his eyes at the girl's stubbornness, "You're a late bloomer, for fuck's sake; I noticed that your pheromones were more prominent than most humans when we first met, and that should have been the first clue. Just because you managed to stay alive past adolescence in no way means you were in the clear. You're a rarity. That's all it is."

"I don't want these powers! I want to be normal!" Amu's eyes filled with tears, and she couldn't contain her helplessness.

"Life never goes the way we want, regardless if you are human or demon. The only thing you can do is adapt, or will you spend the rest of your life wallowing in sadness?"

Sebastian approaches her and lifts her chin so they are at eye level. He speaks in a softer voice in an attempt to console her somewhat. "You need to listen. You are burning up. Give yourself to me."

"N-no, I want C-ciel."

Sebastian's eyebrow twitched, forcing the maid on her back against the bed as he towered over her, "Brat, you're going to regret admitting you desire the young master. I told you so many times now that he is off limits."

Amu glares at him hatefully as Sebastian lifts her skirt, his hands quickly finding their way into her filly bloomers. "You should admit how much you enjoy my touch, little Amy."

The pinkette lifted her hand, ready to slap that smug look on his face, but there was a loud knocking on her door. Sebastian was unbothered and answered before she could, "Who is it?"

Cheslock was on the other side of that door. It took him a while to find his way to her room, mortified to hear the former Mr. Michaelis was in it.

The teen angrily knocks on the door, "Amy, you there? Could we please talk?"

Amu opens her mouth, but Sebastian shushes her with his now bare hands, a finger to his lips. She didn't realise he had taken off his gloves already. "What is this regarding Master Kay? Amy is out of sorts at the moment."

The pinkette frowns, confused, until she feels Sebastian's fingertips brushing against her thighs, her bloomers pulled down.

While Cheslock wondered what to do, Sebastian took great joy in teasing Amy with his fingers. He marvelled at how pink and warm her skin was turning. Her face turned away from him, and he hadn't even inserted his fingers into her yet.

Just how much was this sweet girl holding back?

"Amy, just let me apologise. I didn't mean to upset you!"

Sebastian refused the urge to click his tongue in annoyance, "Master Kay, if you please, you may return another day."

Cheslock swallowed thickly. Was he too aggressive earlier? He never thought it would make her run away like this.

"I-I understand. I'll send word to Edward to skip his visit."

"That would be very much appreciated. Have a safe journey, Master Kay; I will take over Amy's care from here."

Cheslock gritted his teeth. He hated that another man had blatantly admitted he would be 'taking care' of the girl he liked while chasing him out without facing him. He swallowed his jealousy, focusing his last words on what mattered most.

"I'm sorry, Amy. You know I care about you. Please don't hate me."

Amy lifts her head, hearing the remorse in his voice, but Sebastian is quick. He inserts one finger inside her, which startles Amy, and she falls back, her hair fanned out over the pillow—their faces meeting.

"You are wet; how naughty of you, little Amy."

Sebastian tilts his head to press his lips against her, and Amu kisses him back. The painful, aching and shameful feeling in her body had disappeared, and she would relish it while it lasted - her eyes turned to its demonic pink like Sebastian's. Seeing this, the butler pries her mouth with his tongue and inserts another finger inside her without warning, but the moan escapes her throat enough to make him smirk.

He will take the virginity of this little seductress if it's the last thing he does.