Your P.O.V

Glancing out the window you saw Claude sitting at a small round table in the garden, crocheting. A faint smile was present on his face as he worked, although to anyone else it may have looked like a smirk. You knew better. The spider demon had once briefly mentioned to you that he enjoyed crochet and dance in his spare time. You often caught him doing a pirouette on the dining table, or tap dancing on the balcony ledge, humming the tune of the 'Danse Macabre'. He's still a prick... Just with a few nice qualities. I mean, when you think about it, all he wants is a sex toy and a soul, one of which he has and is overly obsessed with. Okay... That's pretty bad... A yellow bird flew down and landed on his shoulder, much like the one he was talking to the other day as he mocked Sebastian. Speaking of Sebastian, where is he? He should've at least tried to rescue us by now... But... Knowing Ciel, he probably banished Sebastian from ever being in his sight because of the whole 'Demon-bitch-killed-my-fucking-parents-the-little-twat' thing going on... The door opened and one of the triplets walked in with a dress folded over his arm. You recognized it to be Canterbury as soon as you heard his voice, knowing that Thompson had the voice with the highest pitch along with his fringe flopping down the middle of his face, Timber's voice was medium pitched with his fringe swept to his right, while Canterbury had the deepest voice, his fringe swept to the left. (This is left and right from their point of view, as in, Timber's hair is going to the right from Timber's POV. Just to make this clear, kay?) "Hey there, Canterbury" You said with a rather bored tone of voice, hoping for something more exciting than Claude talking to a bird to happen. He set the dress down on the bed and replied, "Claude requests you wear the dress and accompany him for the day or, and I quote, 'You will never see your daughter again'" You gasped and clapped a hand over you mouth, your eyes swelling up with tears and he hugged you, a sympathetic look on his face. "I found the ring. Claude carries it with him wherever he goes. Do whatever you can to get it" He whispered in your ear. Your eyes widened slightly at the mention of a ring, thinking back to when you overheard Sebastian talking to Ciel about stealing the ring back. He turned to leave the room after you nodded your head. Glancing over at the dress you grimaced. It was incredibly short and rather revealing you discovered as you slipped it on, the hem of the skirt reaching your mid thighs. There was a knock on the door and Hannah walked in holding a pair of gloves and heeled shoes to match the dress. Hannah placed the items on your bed and offered to tie up your corset, which you accepted. You examined yourself in the mirror as Hannah reached for a brush and started to brush and pin up your (H/L) (H/C) hair, exposing the back of your neck to the world. (Unless you have a pixie cut or something. Then you're all goods!) Honestly, I look like a maid for a lesbian witch! You shouted in your head as you examined the dress in the mirror. Seriously though, even prostitutes don't wear outfits as bad as this... I feel like this type of dress belongs in the future or something. You sighed when Hannah had finished with your hair, slipping on the gloves and shoes. Taking one last look in the mirror you thought about what Canterbury had said. "I suppose there's no helping it," you whispered to yourself as Hannah left the room, "I suppose I have to resort to seduction once again" You practiced flashing the sexiest smile you could manage before you thought of a great idea. Your ears and tail popped out after a minute or two of concentration and you reached up into the corner of the room, snatching parts of a big spiderweb. You skillfully wrapped it around your tail before you started to stick some in your hair and on your ears. Since he loves his disgusting spiders so damn much, this should impress him. Checking yourself out in the mirror again you whispered, "Sebastian, if you can hear me, I love you and I'm only doing this because I have to" Hearing Claude yell your name downstairs you hurriedly flashed another smile before rushing out the door, making sure not to hit your tail on anything, because that would make the webs fall off.

Claude's P.O.V

(Y/N) finally came downstairs and I blushed when she approached me in the outfit. "Hello, Claude" she said, wrapping her arms around my neck and curling her web covered tail around to rub my crotch. "W-what are you doing?" I asked her, glancing around the room to thankfully see no one watching. I felt a raging boner coming on and I think she realized this when I pulled her in, capturing her lips with mine. I moaned into the kiss and forced my tongue in her mouth, my hands raking through the webs tangled in her now messy hair. As I pulled back I stroked her ears, making them twitch since they were so sensitive. "Claude... I-I love you" she stuttered, making me want her even more. Grabbing my wrist she dragged me up the stairs and literally threw me on her bed and before I even knew what was happening she was straddling me, her gloved fingers working to take off my tailcoat. She lazily threw my clothes to the side once she took them off and placed the tip of her glove between her teeth before she pulled it off, a sexy smirk adorning her beautiful face. She kissed me again, instantly shoving her tongue in my mouth and exploring every inch of it as she unbuckled the purple belt Trancy forced me to wear. As soon as she managed to get my pants and boxers down she hesitated a little before licking the tip, a bit of pre-cum coming out. She stroked me ever so softly and took the whole thing in her mouth, making me groan in desperation. I stroked her long tail as she ever so slowly started to bob her head up and down.

Your P.O.V

Ugh, that was so GROSS! You yelled in your head as Claude left the room to take a shower, which was exactly your plan. You carefully started to examine each piece of clothing on the floor, being extra careful not to accidentally move something from its position on the floor, knowing that Claude would realize if something looked out of place. Shoving your hands in every pocket you could find you finally pulled out a beautiful ring much like Claude's but it had different colours and the letter carved into the gem was an 'S' instead of a 'C'. You slipped the ring on your finger after stuffing a handkerchief in your mouth, just in case something happened, which it did. Memories that were locked away in your head suddenly exploded all at once, causing you to scream. Thank god I have the cloth! You thought as dozens of memories played in your mind. You almost laughed as you remembered the joke you made about Sebastian's crotch the night you two first had sex. Actually... It was the only time we actually screwed I think, you thought as you tried to search your mind for any other intimate moments with Sebastian. You remembered his not so romantic proposal on the night of your birthday, the day William tried to kill him but you stood in his place, Elizabeth having a one-sided competition over Ciel, your wedding night. You remembered everything you had ever said to or done with the handsome demon, making you smile. One memory seemed to stand out in particular though. Not your wedding, not your first intimate night together, not your birthday, and not even the day you met. The one scene of your life that made you happy the most replayed over and over in your head. Our first kiss... you thought, but you suddenly snapped out of it from the sound of Claude finishing off in the shower. You quickly pulled off the ring and put it in a place even Claude wouldn't dare to put his hand. (Where that is... I'll leave up to your imagination ;) cool) You hurriedly smoothed out your dress and lay down on the bed, curling up into a ball and pretending to be asleep just as the bathroom door opened. You lazily opened one eye to see him bent over with a towel around his waist, picking up his clothes. Just to make it seem more believable you reached out with your tail and slapped him right on his butt, making him yelp in a very girly way. Ew... That's not attractive at all... You thought as you felt yourself actually drifting off, the last thing you herd before you fell asleep was Claude's footsteps fading away as he walked down the hall, leaving you to sleep alone.

~Time Skip~

The next day the Trancy Manor blew up and everyone died. The End.

Nah, just kidding. But it is the end of this chapter :P I wouldn't leave youz hanging like that, not after you finally got your precious memories back! Believe it or not, you only screwed up once this time!

"Take 1, and ACTION!" Canterbury walked in the room, the dress folded over his arm. "Hello, Tim- no, it's your mum's fuck buddy" *intense laughter* "I'm fucking Canterbury! It even says in the fucking script! How in the bloody chicken nuggets did you screw that one up?!" *random gasps from like everyone* "That was so rude and offensive! Apologize!" Author-chan yelled. *awkward silence* "Shit. I'm deeply fucking sorry for using 'chicken nuggets,' it was an offensive comment and I, once again, am really sorry" "Apology accepted, fuckface. Now... TAKE 2!"