Marked ( a Black Butler/Claude Faustus FanFiction )

「Flattery」

"O-oh....oh my...m-more...more, please!" The heiress cried, removing her hand to run her fingers through her hair and down her face. His smirk faded and was replaced by the presence of a slight frown, immediate displeasure evident in his expression. Claude stopped his movements almost as quickly, leaving her body and returning to an upright position. Again, few words were spoken as he did this, but the dark gaze and drops of frustration were clear in his demeanor.

"Did I say you could look away?" He asked simply, moving forward so his own hand grasped firmly at her chin. Claude forced her gaze to meet his once more, holding her there with an intensity unlike previously seen. Black nails seemed a stark contrast against the porcelain skin they were flesh against, his own teeth moving forward to bite against her lip. Alice's eyes widened, his movements and words seeming quicker than realty. Her eyes were forced to meet with his own, her bottom lip slightly quivering against his teeth. "N-no..." the girl whispered, feeling completely entranced by his actions. Claude's eyes didn't give away much in terms of his emotional state, but his eyes never once left her own. Pulling her even closer now, the man's warm breath swirling between them as he posed the question one more time.

"I'm sorry, Darling. I'm afraid I can't hear you," he said, pulling her into his lap now. His hips rocked to grind against her, giving her nothing more than a teasing glimpse and passing feeling of what she truly wanted. The woman bit her lip as hard as she could, nearly breaking the skin as she felt her warmth against his member. "I-I said....n-no sir.." she spoke up for the master of the moment to hear. Her cheeks flushed within the predicament she was in.

Her face was completely flustered, the frustration clearly written across her face. "Claude...p-please..." she murmured, not daring to break his glance. Her eyes begging, speaking volumes that her own voice could not. His smirk was evident as the wanton words left the woman's mouth. It was all he wanted to hear from her for the moment, aside from the string of curses and moans that now threatened to spill forth as he finally allowed her the privilege of the pleasure she was after. Claude's hands placed pressure against her thighs as he guided her down finally to allow his length to enter her. Both of them hung in this silent moment for a brief second, the demon's own mouth threatening to spill out praises towards her already.

Instead, he silenced them both by moving their lips together once more. His own tongue slipped forward and moved in tandem with his cock, both finding a way inside to pleasure the woman before him. The woman placed her small hands on his mare chest, fingernails slightly digging into the sinfully soft skin. The faintest 'fuck' slipping from her lips as he engulfed her whole, their tongues fighting for dominance. This is what she wanted from him, she knew it deep down. Their relationship feeling at a completely new level of not only trust, but sheer romance and heat.

Her sweet moans spilling into his mouth like chocolate syrup, hoping to not miss a single drop. Hips tuning at last with one another. She couldn't help but feel nervous, her first time on top of such a sultry—desirable man. She pulled away panting, breaking the stare to shut her eyes while readjusting herself on top of him for more comfort.

Opening slowly, her light blue eyes found his golden ones. "I'm sorry...when you're balancing on something so big, sometimes you have to take a moment.." Alice winked, her right hand going to her mouth to hold her bottom voluptuous lip gently. Claude's lips curled into a pleasure filled grin at this, pulling her tightly against his own body as he brought them back down onto the bed, his own back resting against the covers as she straddled him.

"Flattery will get you everywhere, Darling," he practically purred back at her. With his newfound confidence, Claude was easily able to increase his speed, finding what he found to be a consistent rhythm as he thrust into her. She was beautiful above him, back arched and mouth agape as supple beasts bounced in rhythm with his movements. It took all he had to hold back and not completely fuck her senseless. He knew there had to be at least a modicum of buildup beforehand. Bouncing upon him, her moans only grew longer as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. His hands holding her steady, the tips of his fingers leaving soft bruises—and she couldn't help but love it all. The feeling of submissiveness, the feeling of lack of control, the feeling of being f u c k e d enamored her. Her hands moved with him as her chest rose and fell. Her left hand grasped tightly onto his right wrist, her left pressed down right in front of her womanhood. "Ahhh fuck, Claude" she spoke sharply, controlling her ability to the best of her abilities. Throwing her head back, her left hand moved once more to grab his own. She caressed his hand up her stomach slowly, letting him feel every inch till it landed on her breast. "Right here needs attention.." she whined slightly, smirking herself lightly at his reactions. They were priceless to her.

She was right to find amusement in him, he was practically coming undone right below her. His role of domination was fading quickly as he lost himself in the pleasure, but that could easily be fixed in a matter of seconds. Claude allowed himself to fall victim to her charms once more, however, following her lead for a brief moment as his hand found a caressing touch around her beast. Fondling her briefly, the man grew tired of waiting and moved now to bring her body against his own again. Lips moved to capture one of her nipples, tongue swirling around the bud as he began to tease her lightly with the edges of his teeth. His pace was unrelenting still, finding a new angle with their new position as he continued to wreck inside of her.  Alice couldn't help but nearly melt on top of him. She was about to have what they in the south would call a 'come apart' in all of his glory. "Oh...GOD...y-you...you're so...so..." the woman could hardly get out towards the end. The slight humiliation of being at his command arousing her even more as her hands ran threw his hair.

After what felt like minutes of biting her bottom lip, her upper teeth finally broke through. Blood beginning to drip from bottom lip, knowing good and well that Claude would smell it. She couldn't help but remember the last time he licked her clean of the crimson. Up and down her arm back when that awful plate slit it wide open. Her goal was for him to completely ravish her body, and ultimately be put in her place.

She rolled onto her back, dragging him on top of her. Her mouth ajar as her panting grew more intense in anticipation for what was to come.