![]() Your lips were locked tight together, only breaking for soft gasps of air. He leaned back into the soft bed, taking you with him. And your taste blossomed forward like an aphrodisiac. It didn't matter if he were to love you for a millenia, the taste of your lips would always send his heart racing. You turned to kiss him, surprising him a little. "That would cause quite the scandal, wouldn't it?" If I had it my way, you would never wear anything else." "I like you most in these." He ignored you and proceeded to gesture to your stockings and garters. "Ciel, it tickles." You tried to pry yourself away, only to find his hands were firmly gripping your forearms. His mouth moved to your shoulders, suckling your skin. After a moment of just appreciating you figure, Ciel planted a pair of lips to the base of your neck, kissing up your spine. His fingers trailed down your bare back achingly slow. He unhooked the corset from your frame, tossing it to the floor. The laces are so tricky." You turned so he had easier access.Ĭiel took his time, unwinding the thin cords and releasing knots of tangled strings. Boots were kicked off onto the floor, leaving you just in your corset and stockings. You undid your apron and shed off your dress and slip. You smiled, pressing your face into his cool skin. "You would be more comfortable out of your corset." He suggested. You had just began to drift back to sleep, lulled by his slow heart beat, when your lord spoke again. A day with Ciel was far better than being berated by a demonic butler. You felt him nod, closing his arms around you. I did want to enjoy as much time with you as I can." "So I can stay here? But.just until Elizabeth arrives. Sebastian would pull a hissy fit if I'm not working in two minutes." You were sprawled on top of him, head nuzzled to his chest. I'm sure this will all work itself out." You sat down beside him, rubbing his back.Ĭiel pulled you back into the bed, earning a noise of discomfort from you. "I am the last living heir of the Phantomhives, and I don't even have control over who I love." He scoffed, more to himself than to you. ![]() ![]() "We can be together when she leaves, alright? The very moment." You smiled, trying to cheer him up.Ĭiel looked up from his nest of blankets, glaring at you. You went back to the bed, giving Ciel a kiss on the cheek. You looked at yourself in the mirror, prepped and ready for a day of work. "Alright then." You rolled your eyes as you fastened on your boots. You were mature and understanding about the situation, but he still saw the cringes and faint looks of hurt. Having to do so with you in the room was even worse. To kiss her cheek, hold her hand, compliment her eyes. He barely liked dealing with Elizabeth before courting you. He grumbled, rolling over petulantly so his back faced you. What would you like Sebastian to make you for breakfast? I'll tell him while I'm downstairs." Lady Elizabeth will be here later today, there are still so many things left to prepare. "Where are you off to?" Ciel yawned, reaching for his eye patch on the nightstand. ![]() As you tied your apron securely at the dip of your back, a creak of bed springs alerted you of the Lord. You padded over to the end of the large bed, redressing in your old clothes. You slipped out of bed, your feet cold from the hardwood flooring. Nights of passion would be read as lust, your position in society making you an unsuitable partner to the great Earl of Phantomhive. If only the rest of the world understood that. Up early to see you out of the Master's room, before anyone else could see a Phantomhive maid in such a scandalous affair.Ĭiel loved you, of course. He had acted as your alarm clock of sorts during these strange months. "When you're finished here, I'll be needing help with the windows of the dining room." He bowed, exiting shortly after. Sebastian wouldn't have cared, but modesty was modesty. You were glad the blankets offered you coverage, seeing as you were bare beneath them. Sebastian laid out your uniform, pressed and cleaned, on the end of the bed. His hands were still reached out to where you were supposed to be, like a child groping for its teddy bear. You glanced over your shoulder to see if he was awake. "Oh.good morning Sebastian." You smiled weakly. Sitting up, you looked to the butler, meeting with a pair of crimson eyes. The curtains were drawn, only pinpricks of light seeping through. You mumbled something, eyes blinking open. "Madam?" Spoke a rich voice, giving you a harder jostle. You felt a gentle nudge on your shoulder, stirring you from your slumber.
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