That night was pure magic. We walked into the not-so-elegant room like a king and queen arriving at a royal ball. We were treated as such by each other as well. The lights and people and pure romantic atmosphere had been wonderful. It seemed there were always people near us but it was no longer true and we were finally alone. We joked around for a while watching the sky become night out of the window and him singing my praises every inch of myself I let him touch.

I remembered it clearly, even now as I sit back in Ciel's "office".

There we sat. Huddled together in the back of some seedy building. It was cold that night, and we had just come in from our mission. I was no longer wearing anything and even with Alois' heat, I still shivered beneath him. In fact, if I was being honest, during the whole night together I was cold, my nipples were constantly tingling and presenting themselves in an embarrassing way. Every now and then his hand would run across them, subsequently proving that he too had an embarrassing problem, only it was something trying to push it's way out of his pants. I had never done anything like this before, and I would be lying if I said I wasn't dying of curiosity.

But alas, I held back for the moment. Instead, I held him close as we reveled in the engagement, my body pressed against his, only the thin fabric of his dress shirt separated my body from his skin. I did not hold back for long. As I was kissing his neck I felt his passion for me, literally growing, as I laid beneath him. I unbuttoned his soft, luxurious shirt, uncovering his lean chest. It was very cold that night, as I mentioned, but as soon as I began undressing him, I no longer thought about the temperature of anything but between my legs. Things were getting hot in this strange bed, as our hands roamed each other with lust and our lips locked together. Besides the strange new heat in between my legs, there was an accompanying wetness. Pulling back from our kiss, his eyes were nothing like I had seen before. I figured this was the desire he had been holding back.

"You'll permit me to have you before our wedding, right?" His voice was so much more grown up than I remembered. Even now, I shiver to think back on it.

Wearing only my stockings, I laid back down on the bed and offered him the one thing he wanted. He kissed at my neck and trailed down my chest, sucking softly as he went. When he reached my bosom he stared at me for a moment, then took my nipple into his mouth. Shocked by the choice, I moaned lightly and pressed my lower half against his pants, feeling his desire for me. Somehow, my hands made their way to unzipping his pants, and I smiled sweetly but cruelly; he could barely say a word. All of these years that he had pursued me had paid off for him. He'd previously made attempts, of course, but I didn't feel that I was ready. Now, however, I was more than ready. I leaned down towards his head, whispering to him, "I need you inside of me." He was so happy to oblige, I thought he might not make it there. But he responded with nothing but a light moan.