Black Maid

His Maid, Offering: 1

Mey-Rin sighed and casted her head down. Bard turned and frowned.

"Hey, you alright?"

She turned around. "Oh, yeah. I just hope Isabella's okay."

"Yeah." Finny sighed as he rested his head on the table. "We haven't heard anything yet. She was injured when Sebastian carried her in. It was so nice of him to volunteer watching over her in his room."

Bard scratched his neck. "Yeah, she was in pretty bad shape. But I'm sure Sebastian will make her feel better."

. . .

You grunted as he slammed you up against the window, and your skin tore a bit from the broken glass because the only thing you had on was your ring.

Your nails scratched at his back, breaking the skin as a bit of blood came out.

When the door closed every pretence fell. The facade you showed the world melted away and all you wanted was to take in everything the other had. Every kiss had a raw intensity - breathing fast, heart rates faster. Then before you knew how it happened, you were naked and your skin was moving roughly together.

You felt his hand enter from below moving fast, your tongues entwined in a kiss, and then he was inside, changing your breathing with every thrust, hearing your moans timed to his body.

. . .

Mey-Rin shook her head. "Im not sure even Sebastian can lift her spirits. Poor Isabella, she must feel awful."

Finny lifted his head up.  "She was completely out of it when we saw her. I wish there was something we could do." He smiled. "But i think Sebastian will get a feel of her and work his magic to make her better."

. . .

All at once, he stopped and kissed from your exposed breasts to your stomach, his hands light; then he was licking and using his fingers all at once, watching your reaction, feeling how your legs moved, watching your body writhe.

"It's satisfying after all this time to see your face of pleasure, and hear your wonderful noises. You have tortured me long enough, and now it's my turn, my kitten. I won't continue until I hear you beg, and I will make you beg."

You just let out a moan, unable to articulate a response. In seconds, he was on you again, thrusting in you harder, just long enough to intoxicate your mind before stopping again.

If it's begging he wants, he's gonna have to stop long enough for my brain to start working again first...

. . .

"I wouldn't worry."

They looked back at Ciel who stared out the window. "Isabella is reliable. She tends to bounce back fast, she just needs time."

He stood from his chair and walked towards the door. "Unfortunately, it's not something I have."

*boom*

The entire manor shook. The servants stood up.

"Oh dear! We're not being attacked again, are we?"

Ciel didn't wait to respond, and ran out of the room into the hallway.

After a few moments, Sebastian's door opened and he walked out. His hair was slightly messy, but his clothes were still perfectly fashioned, and he had a huge smile on his face.

"Oh, good morning. I do hope we didn't wake you."

Ciel rose an eyebrow. "We?"

The door opened wider and you walked out, in a better state then Sebastian, but you had a slightly dazed look.