~~Today's time skip brought to you by Sebas-Chan. (Don't tell him I said that.)

Sebastian: I heard you

Me: WHO TOLD?!

Sebastian: Who said you could call me that?

Me: *runs frantically* ~~

You woke up, in the same soft bed as the day before. Being held by the same man as the day before. Only this time, you were facing eachother, and your face was buried in his chest. His chest.

Your face heated up, and you couldn't help but pull back a little for a better view. He was so insanely pale. And muscular. Bit not in that gross way, in a human way. A way that made you want to trace them, all over his body.

The voices were having a war over what you should do, but eventually, it was decided for you. The earl woke up, and kissed your nose, gently. You jumped back a bit, which got a chuckle from him.

"You're so cute when you're all flustered like that."

You gave up on controlling the physical signs, and merely worked on calming your inner demons.

GET AWAY FROM HIIIIIIIM!!!

what do I do... were so close and he's half naked...

I. Can't. Do. This! I'm gonna hyperventilate!

I wanna go back to resting on his chest...

You were snapped out of your organizing by a strange sensation. You soon recognized it. He was licking you, again.

"H-Hey! What are y-you-?"

"Tasting you."

Your mind ran with it.

THATS TOO FAR!

Wow, he's a flirt.

How do I deal with this?

Can I lick back?

"Th-That's a little..."

"But you taste good!" Your eyes went wide at the statement, and you recognized the whiney tone. It made you want to cuddle him like he was a child. The you realized what he said.

"What?! What is that supposed to mean?! And get. Off!" You tried to push him off, but you realized those muscles weren't just for show. He was strong. A lot stronger than your half-starved self.

"I'm hungry, and your skin has a nice texture to it. It's soft, and a little salty, if you know what I mean?"

You were very flustered by that point. Unsure of what to do, you got angry. "No! Why would I know what you mean?! I've never tasted a person! In case you didn't know, that's a weird ass thing to do!" He looked at you, puzzled.

"I know it is. But you're special~! So I did it anyway." He then hugged you, your head in the crook of his neck. "Go ahead." He whispered, and you got the message.

DON'T LISTEN TO THAT FREAK!

Do it!

What do I do?

This is... odd.

You finally decided to try, and ran your tongue over his pale skin. It was soft, and, like he said, slightly salty. You realized he was right, it did taste a little good. You kept licking, until he decided to lick you too. You stopped for a moment, and realized what you had been doing.

Your eyes wide, you froze. Then promptly tried to shove him off again. He only chuckled, then rolled on top of you, pinning your arms.

"I'm not done yet." He had a smirk on his face that made the butterflies go wild, and you realized just how attracted to him you were. When he leaned down to lick you again, and kiss all over your neck, you wished it would never end. But after a while, it had to. And you two lay there, until finally, his stomach rumbled.

You immediately burst out laughing.

"Hey! Quit it! I'm hungry okay?"

"You're always hungry." You smiled at him, and his face was pretty red.

"Lets go get food." He dragged you up, and you realized you were in nothing but his shirt. Again!

"Hey, Grey?" You proceeded tentatively, as you were unsure of whether he would allow you to call him that.

"Hmm?" He answered as if nothing had changed, and you let out a sigh of relief.

"Umm... well. I can't simply wear your clothes forever. So what am I to do about it? I've absolutely no idea where to get clothes." Your voice was a bit quieter than you would have liked it, but you went with it anyway. You knew any sort of embarassment you showed was prey to his playful mocking, so you kept quiet.

"Really? How did you get clothing before if you didn't go to a tailor?"

"Ah... I um... I made them, myself." You tried to hide the blush creeping up your cheeks, and failed. As always, when you were around him, you lost the control you usually excelled in.

"Really?!" He sounded excited, and fascinated. Your blush was gone when he turned around, and you realized he had changed in front of you without your notice. "That's amazing! You're like Phipps!"

You had to try to hold in your laughter at that.

"Ph-Phipps can s-sew?" Your cheeks were puffed up, and you had small tears in the corners of your eyes.

"Yeah, he's pretty good at it too. Anyway, I understand what you mean. A tailor is going to drop by today to help make some clothes for you. I'll be gone, sorry."

"Oh." You had perked at the idea of getting clothes of your own, but when he said he would be gone, your spirits quickly fell. "Okay." You couldn't hide the dissapointment in your tone.

"Awww! You're gonna miss me aren't you?"

"W-What?! Why would you think that?"

He got really close, and bent down a bit so he could be at your eye level. "You sounded so dissapointed when I said I'd be gone." He tapped your nose, and when you swatted his hand away, you were met with an embrace by strong arms.

What is wrong with this guy!!!!

He hugs me so much, it's like he likes to get my heart pumping!

What do I do?!?! I'm no good in these situations!!

Maybe I should hug back?

After a second he let go of you. You were still flustered, he had a way of doing that to you. Then, completely unexpectedly, he flicked your forehead, and issued a challenge.

"Last one to the kitchen has to make breakfast!"

He took off.

"I'm not even dressed!" You shouted after him, then realized just how much you dreaded cooking.

You took off too.

Racing throught the corridors, you were scared of getting lost, but you finally made it to the enormous kitchen.

The earl was already there.

"Thats not fair! You run faster than me! And you had a head start! And you actually know your way around this place!!!" You were pointing a finger right at him, and was too out of breath to actually shout your proclamations.

He walked up to you, smiling. "You shouldn't make excuses as to why you lost~! Instead, you should improve, so you win next time!" He moved your arm down, and you were finally regaining your breath. "But for now..." his stomach finished the sentence for him.

You heaved a huge sigh, "Fine. A deal's a deal. What do you want?"

His eyes lit up, and he promptly squeezed you half to death. "Anything, I don't care! As long as you made it I'm sure it'll be delicious~!"

Your cheeks instantly flushed. "Alright, alright. I get it, but I have to move to cook you know."

He let go of you. "Right! Well, I'm gonna go find you something to wear while you wait for the tailor, okay?"