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You woke up to chains encircling your entire body, binding you to the wall behind you. Your groggy eyes didn't even need to look down to notice the lack of clothes on your body. The remains of the red dress you wore were ripped and torn, offering no protection to shield your undergarments underneath.
How on earth did you manage to find yourself in this predicament? As hard as you tried to remember the events that took place the previous night, your mind was too foggy to remember a thing. It was certainly someone powerful - you just didn't know who. One thing you did know, though, is that you doubted this was going to end well for you.
The iron door to the cell you were chained inside suddenly opened to reveal a small boy. His appearance nearly caught you off guard. The one eye of his that was visible to you revealed many things. As young as this boy was, it was clear that heś been through many troubles; had seen many tragic things. Oh, this was sure to be interesting.
“So you're finally awake, I see,” the boy stated as he placed both of his on top of his walking cane.
“Yes, yes. It was a lovely stay here. Perhaps a little too stiff with all the chains, but if you let me go now that will all be resolved,” you said cheerfully despite knowing all too well your request wouldn’t be granted.
“I’m afraid I can’t allow you to leave until you grant me the information I request.”
So that’s what he wanted. You hoped he didn’t just expect you to willingly tell him everything he wanted to know. No, he seemed far more intelligent than that. What exactly was he going to do to get that information he desires?
“Torture, eh? You seem far too young to specialize in that,” you teased.
“Perhaps so, but you see, my butler is an able man capable of millions of things. Torture is no exception.”
Before you could question this so-called spectacular butler of his, the iron door swung open once again to reveal a black-haired man who appeared to be in his 20s. His looks were absolutely stunning. His looks almost resembled one of an angel, but you knew better than to think something like that. Underneath his gorgeous smile laid something dark; something malicious.
“So there’s another demon in this town,” you said with a laugh.
That explained how you found yourself captured. A little boy could never dream of capturing a demon, but with the help of a demon butler, he most certainly could.
“Believe me, my stay here won’t be long-lived,” the man said as he moved closer to you until he was only inches away. “My master and I will be on our way as soon as you inform us of the murderer in this town.”
“Good luck with that, sexy. I’m hard to get,” you said with a wink.
The younger boy rolled his eyes before looking at his butler. “Just get on with the torture, Sebastian. I’d rather not have to listen to her screams all night.”
You couldn’t help but laugh at the young boy’s cockiness. Before you could make another remark, Sebastian’s hand shot out and grabbed your jaw, forcing you to look at him. There was a mischievous glint in his eyes.
“I must apologize ahead of time, my Young Lord. There won’t be any torture for I’ve learned that there are far better ways to get information out of people,” Sebastian said with a smirk.
“Tch. Just make it quick,” the boy said before exiting the room.
As soon as his master left, his free hand roamed down your half naked body until he reached your panties. He hooked his thumb in the hem of them as his lips left kisses across your jawline causing shivers to run down your spine. As his lips reached your ear, he paused to utter one last sentence.
“I’ll have you screaming my name all night long, my dear.”
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I was getting ready for the gory part cuz it was torture
But I WASN'T READY FOR THE SEXINESS AT THE END (´∀｀)♡
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It's Sebastian we're talking about, of course there will be a sexy ending
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<3 awh yes.
just what i look for in a fanfic~~
sublime!
*blush*
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Aww, thank you so much! <33
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Exactly what I was aiming for
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what are you waiting for if you want to write them then do it ok make sure there are some lemons ok
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Write what? That fic was from a few months ago, sorry ^^'
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There's no such thing as too sexy ;D
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nope, i think that this story was too sexy!
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Haha aww well thank you <3
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I TRIED TO STOP LOVING HIM..BUT WHEN I SAW THIS ON THE SIDE, I HAD TO AND IM INLOVE AGAIN I feel satisfied now
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Haha, I'm glad you do
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Wohaha that was so hot! I wonder if she's going to give him the informations after having screamed his name. XD
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"I'll have you screaming my name all night long, my dear."
"I'LL HAVE YOU SCREAMING MY NAME ALL NIGHT LONG, MY DEAR."
T H I S I S N O T A F U C K I N G D R I L L-
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THIS IS NOT A DRILL
EVERYONE GO FUCK SEBBY PRONTO
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Haha, I wonder why ;D
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