Amu was asleep, rubbing her face against the warm body embracing her.

That said, her warm body had been awake for a while now, watching her sleeping face and wondering what she was dreaming about.

He bends his neck to kiss the girl's exposed forehead tenderly, brushing his fingers in her soft locks of hair. He knows he needs to leave his bed soon, but this is the closest he's gotten to this girl being calm and complacent in his arms.

Amu suddenly stirs, her nose rubbing against his bare chest. He smirks at her sleepy mumbles, wondering if all the cambions were this adorable.

She finally opens her eyes, and she stares in horror. Amu backs up immediately, but Sebastian expects this and pulls her close to him by the waist.

"Stop it. That sour expression has completely ruined my mood now."

Amu glares at her superior, "How did I wind up here?"

"I was waiting for you when you returned to the mansion. I rendered you unconscious as you were entering the gates, then took you here."

The girl's eye twitched at his plain answer, "Do I want to know the reason why?"

"I missed your scent on my sheets."

Amu's face reddened in seconds, and she looked away, embarrassed. Sebastian chuckled as he moved his bare hand to turn her head and face him again.

"You drank Edward's seed, right?"

"Y-you follow-wed me?"

"No, you just smell of his arousal on your breath."

How quickly Amu's face turned into the same shade as a tomato was fascinating.

"Did you spell him?" he presses.

"I don't know how to do that...After what I did to him, I moved him so he could wake up today none the wiser. He would just think it was a bizarre dream."

Sebastian smirks, "You know I could teach you all you need to know about spelling your prey."

"I don't want that kind of help from you."

"Silly child. It would be much easier if you knew that."

Amu sighs, tired of his probing. "Could you let me go now, please?"

"Not yet. How did he taste?"

The appalled look on her face was priceless. The question mortified her.

Sebastian, for once in his long immortal life, tussled good-naturedly with the girl in his bed as she tried to pummel at his chest like a distressed little child.

He was going to be late for his morning duties.

Ciel sighed for the hundredth time that day as he ate his lunch peacefully. Sebastian did not wait in his room for him to finish like he usually did - he had gone to the market for groceries because he was held up in the morning.

Ciel wondered what to do about his feelings. He cared so much about Amu, yet she was right. As long as he remained engaged to Lizzy, how could she ever believe he meant it when he said he cherished her?

The earl pokes at his food, irritability creeping in. He knew breaking off the engagement with Lizzy would not be easy. Lizzy would bawl like a banshee, and her family would be cross, especially when Amu does not have a noble background.

What could he possibly do?

Meanwhile, Amu was sitting in her bed with Kurosu on her knee, giving her a guardian character an abridged version of what transpired with Edward.

"So why did you decide to consume his seed instead of blood like we talked about before?"

Amu sighs, a blush coating her cheeks. "He wouldn't kiss me...He was so sure it had to be a dream that I was in his room; he was in too much disbelief to indulge himself, so I had to take the l-lead."

Kurosu groaned; at that rate, Amu would turn into a full-fledged succubus before she even finished human puberty. Amu was turning 15 and maturing so quickly that she couldn't even fathom what she would look like as a full adult.

Amu hears knocking on her door and consents to that person coming in, only to see Cheslock enter.

The pinkette stares her mouth agape. Suddenly, she remembers her state of undress and takes her pillow to hide her legs from his view. She thanked the heavens that she hadn't yet stripped to her chemise and bloomers. She was still in one of her maid uniforms without her thigh-high socks. The young lord closes the door, causing the girl to lift her head.

Cheslock and Amu meet each other's gazes, and she can practically hear her heartbeat quicken by locking her eyes. She wants to tear herself away, but she can't.

"Amy, I want to court you."

Cheslock waited patiently for the pinkette to respond, "Lock, I'm from humble origins. Courting me wouldn't benefit you."

Cheslock frowned, "You know I'm a bastard. I don't care about all that."

"You should. You will get the inheritance once your father passes."

"He's on his sickbed; he could croak any minute. My father shouldn't be of any concern to you right now."

"So what should be? The fact that a man who kissed my face while I was napping in public is here in my room with the door closed?"

Amu couldn't help but smirk at Cheslock, expressing embarrassment on his face. "You should go. I can walk you out just let me-"

"-fuck I want you Amu!"

Amu blinked, surprised at his outburst. Ciel had shouted almost the same thing to her the other day, but he said love, not want. She shakes her head, renewing her resolve.

"You want me, but you can't have me. My master wouldn't let you."

Cheslock scowls, "Ciel is only your master. Why would he forbid you from being courted?"

"He cares about me. He may not look it, but he cares about his servants."

The older teenager clenches his fists. "If he cares about you like you say he does, how could he stand in the way of your happiness with me?"

"How are you so sure you could make me happy?" she retorts, gripping her pillow firmly in her tiny hands.

"Because I have been taken with you since the moment I met you, there is no doubt I would do everything I can to make you happy."

Amu's voice softened, "You know nothing about me. You're deluding yourself."

Cheslock smirks, undeterred. He folds his arms across his chest confidently, "I know your favourite tea is mint tea. You laugh easily when someone tells you a joke, even if it's not funny. Your palms are rough from your work, but the back of your hands is as smooth as silk. You smile at Edward not out of pity but genuine care for him. You puff your cheeks when you're stumped. When you feel embarrassed, your ears turn red first, and your eyes sparkle when you're excited."

Amu bites the inside of her cheek, a little impressed by his observations.

"Think about it, Amy, I'll wait."

The pinkette sighs. She opens her mouth to speak, but the door clicks, and she realizes Cheslock has left swiftly, leaving her to her thoughts.

Damn it all to hell...

Kurose tugs on her bearer's uniform, "Still want to drink his blood?"

Did she have to remind me of that?

Amu sighs loudly, "It sucks being a succubus."

Kurosu nodded in agreement; puberty was a more significant challenge for Amu than any one of them expected.