"His Butler, Concupiscent"

Sebastian groaned while grasping his long, hard shaft. Pumping himself faster, and tighter each time. His body tensed, sweat beading on his forehead and cheeks flushed from the exertion of work.

"Young master..... Y-young master."

He moaned breathlessly. Over the duration of their contract, Sebastian Michaelis had felt nothing but hunger for his master's soul. Not having feasted in years, his own personal deprivations have slowly been getting the better of him.

"Young master don't stop. Mmmhh, your tongue, it-it's making me-! I'm going to cum!"

His cock twitched, cum exploding from his length. His body racked with lush pleasure, Sebastian let out cry of ecstasy and continued stroking himself until he finished. Sitting in his washroom he looked upon the mess he'd made. A slight frown falling onto the demon's gorgeous alabaster features. Disappointed in himself for having resorted to such matters like self-pleasuring. There was a tense feeling in the air. Checking the time, Sebastian rose from his bath, his long, pale, slender but muscular limbs dripping water which began to pool onto the floor... Checking the time Sebastian's lips parted and he smiled slightly,

"The young master will be awake soon. I must begin preparations."

Dressing himself in the familiar suit, wrinkle free white dress shirt, pulling on his signature tail coat, and fastening the pocket watch into his lower left breast pocket.

"If I couldn't prepare my young master for his day... Well then what kind of butler would I be?"

Laying on the cold slab, my body... My pride being ripped into nothingness... Cloaked, and masked figures surrounding me... Smiling? Pure sadists and no one around to come to my rescue... A searing pain in my side causes me to scream, and wraith in pain, squeezing my eyes shut... What-... What is that smell? Opening my eyes the sunlight beaming through the window. A cart with an ever so familiar smelling Earl Grey tea filling the cup.

"My young lord."

A familiar voice called,

"It is time for you to wake up. You have a very busy schedule today."

"Sebastian... What are yo-"

Feeling a cool gloved hand against my cheek.

"My young lord, you're flushed."

I slapped away his hand and glared at him.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!"

The sound of the smack resonated throughout the room.

"My lord... I..."

Sebastian, eyes wide, quickly regained his composure... Although something in his eyes left an uncertain feeling in the young earl. It was a rarity that he'd witness the demon's slip of his mask.

"Deepest apologies my lord. I shall run your bath now."

Watching the menacing tailcoat disappear around the corner of the door to the washroom, reaching around my stomach to my underarm area... Touching the brand that had marked me since that day...

"Just.... simply a dream... Only a dream."

Sebastian stood with the same jaded smile upon his face.

"Master your bath is ready."

Nodding as I rose, realizing in my sleep that I had tossed and turned so much that the buttons on my night shirt had come out, revealing my slender build to the demonic butler before me. Sebastian's eyes widened and he chuckled slightly, covering his mouth. My eyes narrowed,

"What is so funny Sebastian?"

I said coldly. No reply, just a fit of laughter.

"Damn you Sebastian, answer me!"

Sebastian's smile disappeared instantaneously, a blank slate of emotions, with only the slightest traces of his infamous smirk.

"My young lord, your night shirt. You've ruined it."

Placing a hand against his forehead and shaking his head, his shoulders slumped and his eyebrows arched upwards. Letting out an exasperated sigh.

"This will not do, we're already five minutes behind schedule."

In three strides, the butler tore the night shirt off the young earl's petite frame, leaving the young Earl completely exposed.

End of Chapter One...