"Have I not dispelled your worries? You cannot carry my bastard child. You're just sore, I may have gone too deep." He put his fingers to his chin and smirked. You had been awake for sometime worrying about if you would get pregnant. This isn't the first time you've had this conversation but every time he insists that it wasn't possible, but you over think everything. What else does he expect? 

"Your ego had better go down a peg or two by the time I get back." You shoved the white sheet off of your hot body and rolled over and off the bed, the back of your nude body on display for Sebastian illuminated by the breaking of dawn sunlight through your window. Opening your wardrobe you hoped your robe was not in the laundry room to be washed. There in the back your light grey fuzzy robe was on a hanger. You put it on and tied the string tight around your waist noticing you weren't sore from walking, how nice. 

"And where are you going?"

"To get something hot to drink," you said about to open your door. 

"You truly need spectacles my dear."

"Hmm?" You looked up at your desk to see a tray of steaming hot milk and a delightful breakfast consisting of a mix between your favourites and your needs. "You just wanted to see me get up huh?"

"Couldn't miss that," he patted the bedside and beckoned you to sit. Forgetting all elegance you dropped yourself on the bed eager to indulge in the breakfast he provided. His bare chest served as discipline for your posture, your legs felt smooth against the bed sheets as you sat there. "Thank you," you pecked him on his cold nose. The both of you stayed like that talking about nonsensical topics and pointless gossip. You never were one for idle chit chat but it seemed comfortable talking to him. 

"Oh yeah about the case-"

"You're smarter than you give yourself credit for," he waved folded papers in his hand. "How did y-"

"You're not very good at hiding things. From me at least."

"Touché," taking the papers from him you sipped on your hot milk. "Let me get this straight. I know it was Lord Grey but how did the young lord know he was going to do that? Since it wasn't Woodley how'd you-"

He slowly tugged on the string around your waist letting it hang loose, your robe slowly opening out as you talked. You didn't notice until you let out a breathy moan, his cold hand was toying with your heat. "Continue kitten, I'm sure you can control yourself." Gripping the cup you continued talking, unconsciously spreading your legs to give him much easier access. His finger entered you making you throw your head back and moan,  "A- about, Mr... Mr. Phelps. Where did- ah- the snake come from?" You struggled a bit as his skilled fingers performed their magic, leaning your head into his chest he laid up so he was sitting behind you. He fully undid the robe letting it slide off your body his hand spreading your legs even more and his free hand playing with your sensitive buds. "You'll know about that soon enough." He inserted another finger and sped up his pace, burying his two fingers knuckle deep and curling to hit a sweet spot. The obscene sounds your wet cavern made only satisfied both of you more. Moving his fingers he place his length at your entrance a thrusted with no mercy making you cry out. He grabbed your neck squeezing a bit and forcing your head to face forward.  

A mirror, showing how you succumb to every touch. "I do remember something we discussed," he smirked at you in the mirror. "I now truly understand Marquis de Sade's words," his hand travelled to your sensitive bud making you scream, "A whore for me and only me, look kitten how you respond to my touch.  Falling apart at its command, so very vulnerable, no one can make you feel the way I do hmm? No man can break that cold facade you display for the world. One touch is all it takes from me my sweet."

God his words... must he word the truth like that.

~

Awkward day today in the kitchen. 

Snake, along with his snakes joined the staff at the Phantomhive manor. All the snakes came into the kitchen before he did, scaring the crap out of Mey- rin, Finny, and Bard. Sebastian walked forward and practically dragged Snake into the kitchen, apparently he wasn't as outgoing as his snakes who were wrapping themselves on various things in the kitchen making themselves at home quite fast. Bard and Mey-rin were still creeped out while Tanaka and Finny were fast to make friends with some of the snakes already, one draped on Finny's shoulder and Tanaka petting one that was on the ground. "I... I'm Snake. N... Nice to meet you. Says Oscar. Hi Beauty, says Emily." Emily was currently tangled in your hair, you put your hand out and she jumped, well what passes for a jump, onto your arm and veered her head to you, her forked tongue sticking out. This explains the Black Mamba in the house. 

"Ummm, so it's Oscar?" Finny was confused. "No! This one is Snake and I'm Oscar!... Says Oscar."  Snake began naming the various snakes but Sebastian interrupted. "Yes yes, we'll talk about those other "servants" another time. He'll be a footman from now on. Please work together." 

~

Breakfast preparations began and Snake did well. 'Not bad for a first-tier member' you thought as you were bringing up the tea for the young master when you saw Mey-rin struggling with Mr. Lau. He burst through the dining room door and Mey-rin almost fell trying to stop him. Ran-mao held the door open for you to roll in unscathed by all the commotion. "Hey Earl, how are you doing?" Strutting in like he owned the place, Sebastian set a place for him while you poured the tea for the young master. He spotted you and looked up to see Sebastian behind him, "I say, didn't you die recently?" he finally realized it was Sebastian who made a place for him, sniggering you poured tea for him and Ran-mao. Setting down his newspaper and crossing his arms the young master was irked his morning was disturbed. "What on earth could you want at this hour, surely you didn't come all this way just to mooch a breakfast off of me?"

While they ate they discussed a hospital by the name of Karnstein. Apparently, they claimed to have brought the dead back to life, Mr. Lau explained that down by the docks that he runs they had been shopping for people. "Human trafficking? They were experimenting?" you butt in. "That's right." The young master sighed, "If that's true then there is an interference in the regular society by an underground power. There's someone in the hospital running that. However, remove the thorns from the rose in advance and you won't hurt your hand. Sebastian, investigate immediately." He bowed and left shooting a wink at you. You smirked and Ran-mao grabbed you around your waist and hugged you. The young master shot a look at Sebastian's back and gagged at the both of you, your not so subtle ways of saying goodbye were disgusting to him, but while on duty you can't exactly have him shove his tongue down your throat it would be unseemly. The thought of that sent a shiver down your spine, you would love nothing but that to happen. Stretching the young master got up, "Y/n make sure Snake gets a carriage for these two." 

"My lord."

~

"Hello Y/n!" a bright cheery voice travelled through the hallway as Lady Elizabeth came bouncing down the hall. "My- my lady." She was all smiles, slightly smaller than usual but still all smiles. "Don't worry silly I won't dress you up today. We're going on a trip on a Star Liner ship the 17th of April I have to go home and pack! Sadly Ciel can't make it because he works himself too hard I would love for him to see New York. See you next time." And just like that she continued out the door. You stood there blinking for a good minute before continuing into the young masters' study, you saw Sebastian perched on the ledge in a doctors coat and glasses looking quite sexy in it and the young master blushing furiously.

"Ah, Y/n good," he coughed as if the embarrassment wasn't already on his face.

"What's with that getup?" you asked giggling.

"Occasion called for it my dear," Sebastian hopped off the ledge and placed some papers on to the young masters' desk while he sat in his chair behind the desk. Sebastian stood by the edge of the desk, "It seems some of the upper-rank doctors including a Ryan Stoker have opened an association by the name of the "Aurora Society". According to a certain nurse who squealed so easily- " Sebastian caught a glimpse of something in your eye, he could've sworn he saw even more hints of fuchsia flash like his demonic ones. You knew his ways to get information, especially with women. "The Aurora Society holds presentations for the results of their experiments regularly and collects donations from nobles. It consists solely of doctors who have the "complete salvation of mankind through medicine" as their motto... It has been confirmed that the members conduct illegal human experiments within the hospital daily."

The young master sighed tapping his finger, "When is their next meeting?" 

"It's scheduled to be on a Passenger Ship leaving here on the 17th of April, set for New York." 

"Sebastian what's the name of the ship?" you inquired, remembering Lady Elizabeth was blubbering about the young lord not being able to go on a ship with her.

"It's a Star Liner, the Campania."

The young master slammed his hands on the desk, "That's Lizzie's ship!"

~ 

Leaving the young master to his papers, you and Sebastian left. You started unbuttoning the doctor's coat missing his tailcoat, pulling it off him he started to take his glasses off but you pouted. "Leave them, you look better with them on." Before he could give a retort you countered what he was going to say, "It will not ruin the butler aesthetic, besides, you're not in front of the master now." he sighed and pecked your lips, you dragged your fingers along his tailcoat straightening it and pulled on his tie, bringing him level with your face. 

"Now, how exactly did you make this nurse squeal?" 

"Oh- "