The Blackest Market (Claude F. x Servant! Reader)

The Blackest Market - Part 4

You raced down the stairs of the manor, your behind stung lightly from being branded with his seal. You frantically tried to find the kitchen. You could make tea well enough, but that was half the battle. Today was your second day in the manor, and your Master had tea with every meal. He also decided to play a game, and eat every meal in a different room, if you couldn't find the kitchen fast enough to make the tea, he would punish you by activating the seal, burning it deeper into your skin. It still stung from when you failed at getting tea for breakfast.

You rounded a corner and ran down the hall, the kitchen door was in sight! Too late...The burning sensation began again and you fell hard and writhed at the burning pain. You let out soft pants and yelps of pain, but despite all this. He still expected his tea. If you didn't get it to him soon, he would make it sting twice as much. 

You stood and tried to quickly limp to the kitchen and began preparing the tea. While the water was boiling you wet a dish towel with cool water and pressed it to the seal. That made it a little better. The tea was done boiling and you rushed to set the tray. "3 minutes."

Everything was on the tray when you began walking down the hall past the place where you fell. "2 minutes."

You could see the door, a safe haven, you limped just a bit faster, the hot water spilling a bit. "1 minute."

You pushed at the door, but it was shut tight! You couldn't turn the knob with your hands full! "30 seconds."

You pushed at the door with your entire body. The door flew open and you rushed over to the table, stumbling a bit. "12 seconds."

You set the tray down, water slopped a bit as you poured the tea and added 2 sugar cubes and set it on his desk hurriedly. "3 seconds...and sloppy!"Claude slammed his hand down and sighed haughtily. "You expect to live here when your performance consistently goes downhill?" He looked at you, eyes glaring into you. 

"Please Master...th-the seal...I..it hurts.." You fell to your knees, the freshly blistered skin bursting open from stretching of your wound, you let out a cry of pain.

"Ah yes...the seal...I keep forgetting you're not a demon..." He walked over to you and picked you up, making you stand. "Let's fix that then..."He smirked and slipped himself under your dress. You blushed fiercely, "M-Master?..What are you?"

"Shut up." He commanded before gently running his tongue over the seal on your upper thigh, his saliva healing the burns. It tingled but it began to feel better almost instantly. "Ahh..ngh" Small moans escaped your mouth as he healed you. 

"There...you should be fine now..." He moved back and stood up. "Now I have a task for you..." He smirked and chuckled looking down at you.

To Be Continued!...