(Sebastains POV)
'Well, it is five a.m., I better wake the young master up.' I sat up and swung my legs over the bed and stood. I picked up my neatly folded uniform and began to put it on. I began with my white button up shirt, following with my vest, my trousers, and my tail coat. I slipped on my socks and shoes.
I looked over at Eva. 'She is the most gorgeous creature I have ever laid my eyes on. She looks so peaceful,I think I'll let her sleep in.' I looked back over to the door and and made my way out, closing it quietly behind me.
I walk down the halls and came upon young masters room. I knocked lightly on the door and opened it. I walked over to the windows and opened the curtains. "Young master, it is five twelve. It is time to wake up."
I heard a moan come from his bed. "Five more minutes Sebastian." I looked over at him and chuckled. "I am sorry my lord, but you must get up." He groaned once more and swung his legs over the bed. I went over to the wardrobe and picked out his outfit for today.
"Sebastian, what is on the menu for breakfast?" A yawning Ciel asked. "Today my lord we have poached eggs, croissants with strawberry jam, a variety of meats and fruits, and earl gray tea." He rolled his eyes. "I guess that will have to do. I am ready to be dressed." I bowed. "Of course, my lord."
I finished dressing him and we made our way to the dining room. Ciel looked around and up at me. "Sebastian, where is Eva?"
"She is still sleeping, young master." He groaned. "Why does she get to sleep in and I do not?" I chuckled. "Young master, you have business to attend to today, she does not."
"You know Sebastian, she could be a greater use to us then a maid." I raised a brow. "What are you implying sir?" Ciel sat down and took a sip of his tea. "Maybe I could use her to my advantage. She would make a rather great assassin." I liked this idea, no harm would come her way, and of course she would get the job done when needed. I nodded my head.
"I think that is an excellent idea my lord." He poked at his eggs. "Go and wake Eva, let us run the idea by her." I bowed. "As you wish, master."
(Eva's POV)
"Eva, it is time to wake up love." I felt a cold hand on my shoulder. I opened my eyes and saw my handsome mate standing over me. "Sebastian?" I rose up and tried to wipe the sleepiness from my eyes. "Yes love?"
"What time is it?" He chuckled at my bed hair. "It is five thirty eight, my dear. Did you sleep well?" I noticed what he was laughing at. "Oh dear, I must look like a mess." I said trying to fix my hair.
He cupped my cheek. "No my love, you have never looked more beautiful." Out of no where my stomach started to growl and my eyes turned pink. "How long has it been since you have eaten?" I thought for a moment.
"A few days I believe, and you?" He also thought for a moment. "A few days for me as well." I gave him a stern look. "Drink some of my blood, you will starve if you don't." He sat on the bed. "Are you sure love?" I cupped his cheek. "Of course."
I pulled down my nightgown exposing my neck. He leaned in and pecked my lips. He pinned me down and leaned lower and sunk his fangs into my skin. Of course I let another moan slip, I loved the way it felt. The way the blood left my body, leaving me with a rather odd feeling that I enjoyed. The way he held me tight and pinned me down. I'm afraid if this goes on any longer I will want more. I moaned again, this time very loud. He held me down tighter, so I dug my nails into his arms resulting in him letting a low, sexy growl slip. I can't take this anymore.
"S-Sebastian, leave me some b-blood." He retracted his fangs and licked the wound. He pulled away. "My apologies love, I get carried away rather easily. Your blood is so sweet." I pulled his face closer to mine and licked the remaining blood from his mouth.
"Now." He pulled off his tailcoat and unbuttoned his shirt. "Your turn." I have never drank his blood before, from what I remember. "Are you sure love? Have I done this before?" He chuckled at my obvious question. "Of course you have love, I rather enjoy it myself." He threw me a wink.
I crawled on top and straddled him. He grabbed my hips and cocked his head to the side. I leaned down and dug my fangs into his neck. His blood tasted so good. It tasted sweet and silky. I sunk my teeth in deeper, resulting in him letting out another sexy growl.
He tightened his grip on my hips, which of course made me moan again. I couldn't even tell how much I had drank, I guess I got carried away myself. I just kept drinking and drinking. I couldn't stop myself. I felt his heart beat slow a little and his grip loosened. I pulled away immediately and allowed the wound to heal.
I looked down at him and he was paler than usual. "I'm so sorry Sebastian. Are you alright?" He chuckled and his normal skin tone returned. "I am fine love, I guess I am not the only one who gets carried away."
"That really scared me, I thought I was killing you." He chuckled again. "My love, since we have mated, and since we have drank each others blood, I can not die as well." I looked at him with a shocked expression. My cheeks burned.
"W-we've already mated?" He smirked. "Yes love, the first time was a few years ago." I tried to remember, the memories I have are intimate but not that intimate. I raised a brow and smirked.
"I guess you will just have to remind me." He returned the smirk. "Oh how I have missed you my love, how I have longed for you." He quickly pushed me on my back and straddled me. He placed a very heated, passionate kiss on my lips. 'Oh how I've missed his touch, his lips, his breath against my own.'
(Time skip)
After a few long heated moments of headboard grabbing and loud moans, we both laid there. My head and hand on his sculpted chest and his loving hand on my bare back. He leaned down and kissed my forehead. "Do you know how much I love you dear?" I blushed and kissed his cheek.
"Probably not as much as I love you." He chuckled. "Oh on the contrary love, I love you far more." I giggled at this. "I think it is safe to say we love each other very dearly."
"I agree love." This moment could not be anymore perfect.
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