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Thread: A Surprising Deal [Huginn & Vigilant Thorne]

It isn't rape if you're enjoying it. Victor replied, before grabbing her hair from behind her head, to hold her close, and kept pounding her hard. Her big breast bouncing with every stroke. I gave you an order!! You won't disobey me, I own you. Say it.! Tell me you love it! Tell me you love my cock and to be fucked by it like a good horny whore. Still holding her hair, and her face high, with his free hand Victor slapped her face. Say it now!! He shouted.
Thread: A Surprising Deal [Huginn & Vigilant Thorne]

The hard slap shocked maria, and her cheek stung where he slapped her. I love it! she yelled, more out of surprise, than passion. She stopped trying to pull away, she lay stiff beneath her owner, unresponsive as he ravaged and used her hole. The only evidence that she was in pleasure, we're the soft, breathy moans that escaped her parted lips, and the occasino all twitch if her leg.
Thread: A Surprising Deal [Huginn & Vigilant Thorne]

The girl was enjoying, even if just a little bit. Victor could tell, but she still resisted, fighting her own feeling, her own body, pretending to hate it out of spite. That's not acceptable behavior for a sex slave. Victor kept fucking her, feeling her wet pussy compressing his hard cock while hearing her suppressed moans. That's not nearly good enough. He slapped her face again. Make me believe. Say how much you love it. Mean it. Victor increased the speed and strength of his pelvic movements, fucking her harder and deeper. You will keep trying until you make me believe. Tell me you love my cock. Tell me you love to be used. Beg for more. One more slap, harder than before.
Thread: A Surprising Deal [Huginn & Vigilant Thorne]

I... please.... give me more of your cock. she whimpered quietly. He was too much, and she was already near orgasm. She usually took a while to come but the man's animalistic rape of her was too much to handle. She grabbed her thighs in both hands, leaving large white marks. Her moans grew louder and more passionate.
Thread: A Surprising Deal [Huginn & Vigilant Thorne]

With one hand still holding Maria's hair for leverage, Victor started using his other hand to massage her clit with his thumb. Encouraged by her moans he just kept pounding, fucking her hard. He knew she wouldn't last much longer. When I give you an order, you will obey, and you will love to be used and fucked by your owner. Like it or not. Victor will keep his pace and the clit massage until Maria comes.
Thread: Sweetest Sin (captain levi and Kitty)

td wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww tdtd Ciel certainly wasn't a tame kitten, but he was a kitten nonetheless to someone who could very well devour his soul whenever he was famished for a treat. But where was the fun in that? Sebastian had discovered that it was far more entertaining to raise his pigs for slaughter than to actually slaughter them. The young Phantomhive was simply another keep to his collection, but undoubtedly his favorite since Sebastian had literally been waiting several generations for his birth and arrival. His irises gleamed excitedly when he felt the call of his insignia behind the one trademark eyepatch Ciel wore over his eye, knowing what the younger male kept hidden that others would find a freakish phenomenon of nature. He longed to witness the marking for himself, to further confirm his joy of owning Ciel's heart and soul, but it hardly seemed appropriate to ask for such a favor at first greeting. It seemed he had already soured the younger male's mood by being a bit too curious about his mesmerizing pair of eyes. You won't have a difficult time, he assured him with a grin. But you will if you intend to keep that scowl on your face. The Sweetest Sin was a confectionery shop for the affluent and while they occasionally catered to people who could still afford a taste of Sebastian's devilish treats, their customers were more often than not just like Ciel. They were rich and always had to make a point in proving that they were. They were also ninety percent women, so if Ciel wanted to live up to his promise of performing every task exceptionally, he needed to learn some customer service. That meant to woo, seduce, and extort in any way possible, just to squeeze a couple more yen out of their greedy purses. You'll find that people are generally happy when they eat or buy cake, he said. No one brings cake to a funeral or gifts it to someone they hate. People were always susceptible to making poor and impulsive decisions while drunk on joy, which left the perfect window of opportunity for Sebastian to manipulate them into buying more dessert than they needed. He wondered if Ciel knew this, being a successor to a corporation that heavily relied on marking to keep afloat. Why don't we try a test run? he offered, simultaneously heading into a small office in the back where he retrieved a packaged set of uniform clothes. The fashion was similar to what Ciel wore now, except it looked more like a modern butler's outfit than an aristocrat's. I'll be the customer. Immediately, his mannerism changed and he pressed a palm to his own chest, his expression adopting the warmth of a feminine face. Excuse me? he asked, already fitting into the role of a wealthy customer. I was hoping to treat myself today to something nice. What would you recommend, handsome? His eyes twinkled, awaiting Ciel's response expectantly. td
Thread: Sweetest Sin (captain levi and Kitty)

Scowl? Ciel repeated, furrowing his brow further at the accusation. He had been smiling! Or at the very least giving his best attempt at it. It had to be pretty bad if it was mistaken so easily for a scowl. That or Sebastian was messing with him. It was entirely too soon to tell what his sense of humor was, just as it was too soon for Sebastian to note that Ciel had absolutely no sense of humor at all. Of course, in his opinion he did, but honestly, the boy was maybe a little too serious for his own good. Sighing to himself, Ciel simply turned and followed Sebastian into the office, where he was handed was he assumed was a uniform. If nothing else, he could at least appreciate the man's taste in clothing. That was irrelevant, though. How are we going to preform this 'test run' without a customer, dare I ask..? Ciel, very reluctantly, pointed out. Deep down he knew the answer, but decided to wait until he heard it for himself before allowing it to affect him. Of course. Sebastian was going to make believe to be a customer and what was even more embarrassing about the whole situation was that the man was such a good actor. He perfectly executed the role of a woman come to buy some sweets, which put Ciel on the spot. And, like a deer caught in headlights, he froze up. Blue eye wide in surprise, his heart hammering away nervously in his chest as he drew blanks. He didn't even know the menu for this place yet! But he had to think of something. He couldn't bare the thought at failing at something so simple. So he tried to keep his cool, one again forcing a 'smile' onto his lips as he all but glared up at Sebastian, his cheeks a soft, humiliated red to have to play along with such an act. Good.. Good evening, madam , Ciel tensed his shoulders and balled his hands into fists. Might I suggest the.. molten chocolate cake? Ever cafe had cake, right? Well, surely, molten cake wasn't too scarce a dessert. It's very good. You should buy it . It was unintentional, but Ciel sounded more like he was about to threaten the 'customer' into purchasing the item than anything else.
Thread: Sweetest Sin (captain levi and Kitty)

td wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww tdtd It was amusing how stiff Ciel was as he was attempting his best to help the damsel in distress. Sebastian certainly had his work cut out for him training this hopeless employee to become charming enough to work the front of Sweetest Sin. A face like that was a waste to shove into cleaning or baking duty in the back. So, he really had no choice but to teach Ciel a thing or two about customer service, didn't he? Oh, sweetheart, you couldn't sell a fine lady such as myself a single cupcake with that attitude of yours, Sebastian crooned, thoroughly enjoying his charade as one of the many types of clients he worked with daily. Ciel would encounter customers who were far more aggressive than this and he wondered if he'd be able to handle the pressure, or if he'd keel under his crushing ego. Forcing an aristocrat's son to truly forget his roots and slip into the shoes of someone he'd likely order around was easier said than done. He snapped out of his alter ego as soon as they left the storage room. Treat your customer as if they were your lover, Ciel, with a touch of gentleness and respect, he advised, leading the young Phantomhive to the front of the store where some cakes of various colors and sizes were displayed. Most of them were petite and adorned with the most scrumptious, sugary decorations. There was everything a cake lover could desire from the traditional blackout cake to the sophisticated baumkuchen. Women are more likely to purchase something if you compliment them. They're quite simple-minded, he added, simultaneously sliding open a display case filled to the brim with desserts that had been prepared for that following morning. He pulled out one wrapped in ladyfingers and a velveteen bow, the top powdered with gold flakes. He offered Ciel the cake on a silver plate and cutlery. A Charlotte Russe for you? It's a custard dish, filled to the brim with authentic Bavarian cream and topped with a maple and fruit glaze. Sebastian also handed Ciel a brochure with all the different varieties of cake they served. You get some rest. I'll be seeing you tomorrow, seven o' clock sharp. td
Thread: Sweetest Sin (captain levi and Kitty)

td wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww tdtd Seven o' clock. When Sebastian headed downstairs fifteen minutes before the opening hour, he saw Bard, Finny, and Meyrin already hard at their assigned tasks. They were, as Sebastian had mentioned before, not the sharpest tools in the shed but perhaps the most durable, also well-worn with the age of experience. The three were prompt and diligent, so Sebastian hardly had any qualms about their work ethics. He noticed, however, that one of his employees was nowhere to be found. It was still ten minutes before seven, Sebastian checked, which gave Ciel a narrowing window of opportunity to be on time for his first day on the job. The young Phantomhive's father had warned Sebastian that he would be bull-headed but the demon hadn't thought that would literally translate to insubordination. Was Ciel's tardiness just another method for him to rebel against Sebastian's direct orders? Well, he couldn't have any of that in his establishment. Sebastian walked upstairs when it was seven o' clock sharp, pausing momentarily in front of the young Phantomhive's dormitory. The demon sensed the younger male's presence inside, which only meant one thing Ciel had overslept. With ease, Sebastian twisted open the doorknob which would have been locked any other occasion, and walked right up to the sleeping boy like a shadow. Crimson irises glanced this and that way from the crumbs left on Ciel's silver plate to the clothes or lack thereof the highly esteemed Phantomhive wore to bed. He was still so much like a child, Sebastian thought as he picked up the used silverwares in one hand. With his other hand, he pulled apart the curtains that cloaked the dim interior in darkness, the bright crimson pools swirling in his eyes darkening into a deep onyx. His pale skin seemed to glow even brighter under the warm rays of the sun but the raven-haired male quickly side-stepped to avoid the blinding light. Good morning, Ciel, he greeted with a chirpy hum. It's currently seven ten, and you are officially late on your first day of work. I'm sure your father would be pleased to hear of your... work ethics. He turned towards the window to keep his gaze from wandering after all, Ciel was wearing very little and Sebastian was a demon at his very core. td
Thread: Sweetest Sin (captain levi and Kitty)

Ciel was dead asleep when Sebastian entered the room, still loosely clutching the menu that he had staid up studying late into the night. Perhaps too late, given how soundly asleep he was. This sleep, however, was blatantly disrupted when, out of nowhere, the room was flooded with light. Instinctively, Ciel grumbled and rolled away from the light, his brow furrowing and eyes pinching shut tighter. Problem was, Ciel was already on the edge of the bed, so rolling over caused the young phantomhive to wind up flailing to the wooden floors below with a surprised yelp. Well, if the light wasn't enough to wake him up, the fall most certainly was. Ciel landed awkwardly on his back, left leg caught in the sheets and stretched up against the side of the bed while his right leg flailed to the side. Luckily, Ciel wasn't completely nude beneath the loose shirt he wore a pair of dark gray boxers. However, for a moment, they did ride up his thighs as a result of his current position on the floor. Grimacing against the painful morning sun, Ciel held his hand out to try and block some of the light while glaring up at Sebastian, giving the demon the first glance at Ciel's mismatched eyes. Ciel was too angry to really care about that, though, and instead gave Sebastian a very grumpy growl. You don't have the right to just barge in here! Ciel fumed, face bright pink as he quickly pulled his leg free of it's entrapment in the sheets so he could make himself at least a little decent but fixing his boxers and staggering to his bare feet. He was embarrassed to be late for his first day, but Ciel was a very grouchy person in the morning, especially when woken so suddenly. I don't care what my father would think he's an idiot for making me come here! Grumpy bug Ciel grumbled, quickly turning away from Sebastian as he began to hurriedly began unbuttoning the night shirt. He paused halfway down, though, and cast the demon an expectant look from the corner of his magenta eye. ...well? Do I at least get privacy while I change? His tired, unamused tone was laced with flat sarcasm. He wanted nothing more than to crawl back into bed, but figured he may as well see if he could make it through the day before throwing in the towel and returning home.
Thread: Sweetest Sin (captain levi and Kitty)

td wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww tdtd Sebastian felt a bit silly for doubting the old man when he had said their son was one of a kind in the sense that he wasn't quite the typical character. For someone who talked high and mighty, he sure was a klutz... and a sleepyhead on top of that. Actually, I do. You left your door unlocked, he fibbed through his pearly whites, gesturing to the door that was open just an inch or so to prove that his entry hadn't been forced, even if he had used a bit of magic to unlock it in the first place. This is quite a lot of fuss for someone who's tardy. He knew the young Phantomhive didn't care about this minimum wage job nor should he have a reason to, but Sebastian still wondered if the prospect of making an error or falling short of perfection irked the other male any. For someone who strove for excellence, the nagging feeling of not doing good enough was too familiar for him, so he figured Ciel would feel the same. Sebastian soon grew bored of listening to Ciel throw his temper tantrum and focused on something else that caught his attention instead Ciel's mismatched eyes. To someone else, Ciel's genetic mishap was only a rare case of heterochromia, but to Sebastian it was something far more significant than a lucky draw in the gene pool lottery. That insignia was his, and he felt the same marker burn brightly on the back of his hand, signaling him that his contract was close to fulfillment. Ciel's soul was not ripe yet, not now. Privacy? Ah, yes, he mumbled flatly, too, his gaze scanning Ciel briefly. Of course. I'll expect you down here in fifteen minutes, Ciel. You'll be in charge of sweeping the entire store before we open since you were tardy. If Sebastian had his way choosing the method of his punishments, the consequence would have involved some blood, but even he had to live by a set of mortal laws. Fragile creatures, they were. With that, Sebastian left Ciel's room with his empty plate, returning to Bard, Finny, and Meyrin still hard at work. td
Thread: Snips and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails (captain levi & Swirl)

What smelled so delicious in this trash can? Which bag was it in? Two feet hovered just off the ground and flailed back and forth as the human shaped creature dug around. Garbage bits, drinks, broken toys, and all other manner of items were tossed from the bags and bin as it searched. A long fluffy tail, hard to describe in the dark hung low between the creatures legs. With the noise it was making, it was no wonder it didn't see or hear the man approaching. Finally the creature emerged, seemingly finding what it was looking for, it gave a great tug and landed with a thump on it's bottom to the cement. Holding a container filled with half eaten spaghetti. Now that it was out of the dumpster and sitting partially in the street light he was much easier to see, and a He it was. The male sat there, short and rail thin. He was filthy, covered from head to toe with dirt, garbage juice and all manner of other matter from where he had adventured. He didn't seem to mind too much as he wiggled in delight at finding the take out container. Two ears sat perched crookedly on his head, one stood up straight, the other tilted down at the tip as if it was too lazy to stand up. The one standing up properly was missing a bit out of one of the edges as if it had been bitten off. The ears did stand at attention when the stranger very suddenly made himself known. The male let out a startled yelp and scrambled away from him, scrambling behind the dumpster, his prize clutched tight to his chest even as it oozed some sauce onto his ripped shirt. Two molten chocolate eyes slowly peered out from behind the metal bin towards where the other was standing there with the umbrella. It seemed the creature was debating on what to do. Take his prize that he had hunted for or snatch the piece that was tossed to him. It took only moments for his mind, and his belly, to decide. Carefully sliding the carton underneath the dumpster for safe keeping, the boy slid from his dark hiding space, and crept forward carefully on all fours. Ears and eyes alert as he slipped towards the piece of jerky. He looked wary but friendly enough as he snatched the treat and scrambled back to his hiding place. He already was taking a risk letting a human see him. Sure there was stray pets here and there but generally they were snatched up quickly by the control officers who kept a tabs on the population. It took a lot of work to stay out of their sites. Now that he had what he came for and a little extra, the male slipped the container out from the dumpster and made his way as quietly as he could around the other dumpsters to the end of the alley, hoping that he could slip away unnoticed from the man who seemed to be watching him.
Thread: Snips and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails (captain levi & Swirl)

td wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww tdtd Hikaru had never thought he'd actually see one of these human pets in the flesh despite hearing so much about them and how some were worth a fortune for their rare genetics. This one, however, looked nothing like the pedigree sort that were advertised on commercials and fancy websites. Maybe it once had an owner, but it certainly didn't look or smell like it had been taken care of in the last few weeks judging by how easily it camouflaged with the garbage. He almost felt sorry for it. Spoiled spaghetti couldn't be a satisfying meal, especially if it was soggy with garbage juice and soaked once more by filthy rainwater. It could get sick off of that. Hikaru wondered if it was lost. These breeds were rarely seen without an owner, so Hikaru figured that the pup had probably parted ways with its owner somehow. If it was owned, it meant he had a microchip or a worn tag of some kind. If not, he knew a warm shelter would offer more nutritional meals than day-old trash left in the rain. Offering the creature a piece of his cuttlefish jerky had been his good deed for the day but one more couldn't hurt. Wait, you're going to get sick, he called after the pup, briefly wondering if these creatures could even understand human speech, or if their intellect matched that of an actual dog's. Don't eat that. If anything, he was going to hurl smelling how potent that rotten pasta's stench was. Now, he was standing in the rain, too, the semi-heavy shower dampening his clothes but not so it penetrated his outer jacket. He was still very warm on the other hand, it looked like his little garbage thief had almost nothing to keep himself snug for the weather. Hikaru folded the black umbrella under his arm and rummaged through his plastic bag for more ingredients to show the hungry pup. I'll make you something. Miso soup? he offered lamely. It was the only edible dish he knew how to make from scratch but even that had to be better than stale spaghetti. Do you understand me? His shoulders sulked, realizing how stupid he must look if this human puppy couldn't understand him at all. Well, there was another method of communication he hadn't tried yet. Retrieving another piece of jerky, he held it out to the other male instead of tossing it this time, hoping the pup would take his offering as a friendly gesture. td
Thread: Snips and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails (captain levi & Swirl)

The boy was certainly ready to skulk off into the rain and darkness, when the man's voice made him stop. His ears came up and he turned slowly to look at him, he stood about part way down the alley and in the dark. For a long moment there was silence between them, and then the boy reappeared partly again in the street light. Soup? His voice was quiet and unused but sounded almost hopeful. A hot bowl of soup would be much much better than the stuff he found in the garbage, but he wasn't keen on trusting this stranger. He didn't want to go to the shelter, and how was he to know this man wasn't here to hurt him? His brown eyes glanced towards the jerky and then tilted up to look at the man. Now that he was closer it was obvious he was pint sized compared to the other. Standing at just five feet, the boy looked no more than a a rag filled with water. Brown hair too long for his face hung soaked in his eyes, and he wore a tattered and too big for him once cream colored shirt and dirty shorts. As he stood there with the rain droplets dripping down his neck, he tried not to shiver, the sopping atomosphere was not pleasant and went straight to the bones. As if there was no more warmth in the world for him. He seemed to be judging, and sizing this man up as he reached out his hand to take the jerky. He stayed out of arms reach for a quick grab, but soon he had to step forward to take the jerky. Why? He asked after a few minutes, it seemed he at least knew a few words.