Twisted

Bookmark?

( Sebastian Pov )

Before I could follow Undertaker and (Y/n), Ciel ordered me for a change of patch. Lately our mark has been irritating to his own demonic eye now. What didn't change however was the sweet tooth. True demons don't have the same taste buds but apparently Alois had a twisted sense of humor knowing I would be bound to my master and have to make nothing more than sweets. I don't know how Hannah had gotten around our sense of taste when changing him. Moving to cup Ciels cheek I kneel so we were face to face. " Let me check ," I slipped a hand around his head untying the strings with one pull. Uncovering his eye I check out my dull but still binding contract on his eye. Maybe his own demonic body would sever our contract or it'll keep it as part of him. In a way I wa thrilled but nervous. Would my master still have need of me if he realized we were no longer bound? His gaze went from my eyes to my mouth. His own lips parting taking in mine. Ciel's breathing increased with no doubts naughty images of our night when he'd dressed as a woman. We had been so close to falling into lover territory, but I held off since he was to young. He'd been hard for me that night. My own breathing picked up as my gaze slid from his mouth lower remembering every inch of his body. My young master was truly turning into quite the adult. "How does it look," he cleared his throat. " It still seems to be getting duller, " I hated to admit it but them's the rules. "Is there anything we can do with the irritation, " he asked reminding me of when he was younger. "Well hold still and close that eye," I reach over grabbing an ice cube ," brace yourself." His eyelid flinched as I placed a napkin covered ice cube to his closed eye. From the corner of my one eye I saw Claude move. " This would work better," he brushed my hand away. Claude placed what he'd wrapped in a napkin to Ciel's eye. Ciel seemed to relax to what Claude was doing. Irritated I look around until Grell caught my eye. Slowly she got out of the water. Her curving body on display in a shocking red swimsuit? No, this was something completely unfamiliar to me. Only now I could see that yes red was her true color and she wore it well. Had she always been so sculpted or was there something she wasn't telling me? She caught me looking and flashed me a feminine smile. A flash burn of desire shot through my body in such a surprising way I had to look away before looking back at her to make sure I hadn't been mistaking.

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( You Pov )

"I don't know anything," I backed up into the wall feeling a bit trapped. "We both know that's a lie my little rose," he flashed a wicked smile. Oh that smile had my panties getting shamefully wet. He stepped closer pressing his body into mine. "One last chance love," he warned, undoing my updo with a single flick of his hand. He plays with a lock of my hair leaning in slowly. " I don't know anything about that bookmark, " I stood strong. He teased the lock of my own hair up my neck then down to my cleavage. "You wanna play hard to get him," he leaned in, stealing my lips. I groaned as he kissed me tenderly then ravished my mouth. He lifted me just enough that I was now straddling one leg. Lovely pressure from my own weight started to blossom. I whimper, my hips flexing for more of that lovely pressure. A hand pinned my hips in place. Undertaker broke the kiss pulling just out of my reach. "Are you gonna tell me," his other hand started to move my bathing suit down. I gasped and arched when he lowered his head taking an aching bud in his mouth. My hips try to move on their own. "I don't have any information," the husky tone didn't sound like me. It couldn't be me could it? My eyes wanted to roll back into my head when he rolled that bud and sucked it at the same time almost as if in time to the throbbing in my clit. With need my hips started to move more insistently on his leg. He pulled away from my chest before kissing me almost savagely. His hands caress their way up my waist to my breasts. Caressing, fondling and teasing. I moan deep as I kiss him back. Fucking hell I was getting close so fucking close from riding this mans thigh. Yes yes but no shit. He moved so I slid off his thigh enough that that lovely pressure was gone. Undertaker broke the kiss ," the book mark?" What book mark was he talking about? I blinked before as he bit two nails off. Why did he do that? I was so confused until he slid his hand into my panties, entering those two fingers into me. I moan out while his head lowered to my chest. My hips rock on his hand. Stars flash behind my eyes when his palm rubbed my clit at the same time those fingers found something within me. I whimper and claw at his shoulders needing this bad. I'd never been handled in such a manner. Never allowed anyone into my panties. Those fingers drive me insane. Closer and closer to the ledge only I had ever brought myself over. So close that my legs trembled with my own weight. I grip that arm when he started to pull it away to deny me. "Don't please," I whimper trying to ride my own orgasm from his fingers. It wasn't enough, I didn't know where that spot was. He opened his mouth to ask. "Grell has the book mark now make me fucking cum," I demand whimpering in physical pain with need. "Good girl," he purred dropping his knees to do as I demanded. He fingered me but his mouth latched onto a place I'd never thought possible and I shattered.
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