A Demon's Kiss

This was just a dream, it had to be. There was no way in hell that Sebastian was really looking at me like that, with those deep red eyes darkened with something that looked like lust as he gazed up at me from his position on the floor as he dressed me, making my heart flutter. He had never shown any interest in me like that, though for some reason as of late I seemed to feel my heart speed up and a blush dust my face when he came around or spoke with that smooth deep baritone he had. It just didn't make sense, how could i start having feelings for that-

"What are you thinking about so hard now, young master..?"

I had been so lost in thought that I didn't see him raise up and lean down to whisper into my ear. The way his warm breath fanned out over my ear as he spoke in that husky whisper sent shivers down my spine. And as the realization hit me that I had been spacing out thinking, about him no less, with him dressing me and I didn't notice him getting so close set my face ablaze. Embarrassed, I stuttered out, "N-nothing..."