For the Love of a Demon: Pt 11

Margaret has sacrified her health and potentially her life to save Grell by ending her contract with Louisa. Margaret's only hope now is to complete the transformation to become a reaper. Unable to be present while Undertaker completes this task, Louisa and Sebastian find other ways to occupy their time. Catch up with the main story here

The pair continued to hold each other; Sebastian's hand crept up into Louisa's hair. Grasping it at the nape of her neck, he pulled her head back gently. "There is little else to do now but wait." He smirked and kissed her, allowing his other hand to slide down her back, pulling her against him. Breaking the kiss, he trailed his tongue along her jaw and up to her earlobe. Capturing it between his teeth, he tugged gently, causing Louisa to moan.

“It seems that you have thought of something we can do while we wait,” Louisa breathed as Sebastian’s teeth grazed the side of her neck.

Sebastian lifted his mouth from her neck, mischief and desire dancing in his eyes as his gaze once more met hers. "Well, we are yet to visit the stables here. I do believe that the posts are just as sturdy as those back at the cottage."

Louisa’s eyes flashed at the thought of their last visit to the stables back at the family home. She felt a familiar warmth as she remembered the feel of the rough wooden post against her skin as Sebastian had run the whip along every inch of her before taking her as his once more.

Sensing her growing excitement, Sebastian lifted Louisa into his arms. Holding her tight to his chest, he leapt down the stairs. Sebastian sped through the house and out into the grounds, there was no telling how long the peace would hold, and he did not want to waste a moment that could be spent indulging in his favourite pastime with his mate.

Arriving in the stables, Sebastian set Louisa down in front of the wooden post that he had already chosen for just such an occasion. The iron ring, held in place by a large bolt, was just at the right height. Once tied with her hands above her, Louisa's feet would barely touch the floor, giving him the complete power and control over her that they both craved.

Sebastian placed a single finger under Louisa’s chin, raising her face to meet his, “now strip,” he commanded.

Without breaking eye contact with him, Louisa loosened the fastening of her dress, letting it fall to her feet. Sebastian slowly let his gaze fall, surveying every inch of the sight in front of him. Louisa's hands moved to loosen the ties of her corset, before slowly unclipping each fastening and letting it fall to the floor. Her undergarments soon added to the pile of clothing at her feet, and Sebastian's smirk deepened as he placed his hands on her hips, lifted her from the pile, and pressed her back to the post. Capturing her between the post and his body, he grasped her wrists and pulled a length of rope from the air. Lifting her arms up, he swiftly tied her wrists together before fastening the binding to the hoop.

Stepping back, Sebastian admired the naked beauty in front of him. “Are you ready, my beautiful one?”

“Yes, Sir,” replied Louisa, once more lowering her eyes as Sebastian removed his tailcoat, waistcoat, and shirt achingly slowly. Placing his hand out to the side, Sebastian called a whip to him. Louisa struggled to see which of his favourites he had called; smirking Sebastian caught the slight movement.

"Eager, are we? If you cannot keep your eyes down, maybe we should cover them. Before Louisa could respond, Sebastian's tie was bound firmly around her head, covering her eyes. He pressed the solid handle of the whip to her bare skin, "now you will have to tell by touch alone, my love.”

Louisa gasped as the cold material was pressed firmly along the dip under her collar bone. Sebastian changed the angle at which he held the handle to her skin as he travelled it down between her breast. Louisa felt the smooth contours of the handle’s head; she was left in no doubt which he had chosen. As the handle travelled down her stomach, Sebastian kept it pressed firmly to her skin, rotating it slowly so she could feel every inch of it as it passed over her. Louisa groaned as the rounded head pressed into her mound. Sebastian smirked as he pushed further, allowing the length of the handle to travel across her clit and the length of her lips. Louisa moaned, bucking her hips to get closer and relieve her growing frustration. Revelling in her frustrations, Sebastian moved the handle so that it barely touched as it passed across her lips once more. A growl rose in Louisa’s throat.

“Now, that is not very ladylike is it, my dear, I may just have to punish you for that.”

In one swift movement, Sebastian removed the whip handle from between her legs, spun her around, and pressed her front against the post. Louisa could feel every inch of him pressing into her back as his hardness strained against his trousers and his hands held her tightly in place.

“Now, be a good girl, and maybe I will finish what I started.”

With that, the warmth of his body was gone; replaced with a shiver as the tip of the whip touched her bare skin, and her anticipation grew. Sebastian flicked the whip lightly against her back, moving lower with each flick until the whip made contact with her backside. Louisa struggled to stay still, frustrated by the lightness of the touch against her skin. Smirking, Sebastian brought his arm back, flicking the length of the whip against her arse cheek, Louisa gasped, and Sebastian watched as a beautiful red welt rose across her cheek. He ran his fingers across the welt, enjoying the shiver that ran through her body, before pulling back and striking again across the other cheek.

Sebastian repeated the action again to each side before once more running his fingers across the red, raised pattern. As his finger travelled from the marks across her rear, he slipped them between her legs, sliding them across the wetness that formed between her lips.

“Again, my love?”

“Yes, Sir, please.”

Sliding his fingers from her once more, he tasted her desire, growling at the thought of what he would place in their next, before once more bringing the whip down across her cheeks. Louisa cried out with each flick, pressing her head and body against the post, trying to stay still. With each strike she wanted him more, to be possessed entirely by him once again.

Sebastian moved closer to her. Kneeling behind her, he ran his tongue along the small droplets of blood that formed across the welts. Louisa's moans grew more desperate as Sebastian pushed her legs apart. Burying his face between her cheeks, his tongue travelled across her wet lips, encircling her clit before sliding back and pressing into her. Louisa's breathing quickened as his tongue probed deeper, teasing, pressing against her pulsating walls. As he felt her come close, Sebastian withdrew once more and stood close behind her, his hardness pressing against her, his mouth close to her ear.

“You have behaved perfectly, now I will give you what you desire.”

"Thank you, Sir," Louisa breathed as Sebastian twisted her around so that her back was once more pressed against the post. Louisa felt Sebastian's hand at the side of her head. The tie was lifted from her eyes and thrown to the floor.

"I want to see you; to see your eyes as you come for me."

Without breaking his gaze, he lifted her right leg, hooking it over his arm to keep her steady. Sebastian changed his grip on the whip in his right hand, he smirked as Louisa whimpered as the head of the handle once more pressed against her clit. He circled it there until Louisa lifted her hips, “please, Sir, don’t make me wait any longer.”

“As you wish.”

Sebastian slid the head of the handle between her lips, slowly, gently pressing into her entrance. Louisa moaned with each gentle thrust, the chill of the material making her gasp as it entered her further. As Louisa lifted her hips once more to meet his movements, Sebastian thrust the handle in harder, angling it to reach her favourite spot with each inward thrust. Pressing her back further into the post, Louisa shifted her weight, allowing her to lift her other leg and lock it around Sebastian’s waist. Sebastian’s own excitement grew at the sight now before him. Growling, his eyes flashed, their colour reflected in Louisa’s now fully black orbs. He picked up the pace of his thrusts as Louisa’s moans intensified. Louisa gasped and moaned as the handle filled her, her muscles pulsed with each thrust as Sebastian took her closer and closer to the edge. She shuddered and cried out as she came, Sebastian pulled closer to her, keeping the handle pressed inside her, he steadied her with his other arm as the last shudders of her climax ran through her.

Sliding the handle from her and dropping to the floor, Sebastian moved closer, his now free hand exploring her body. “Now, my love, I will take what’s mine.”

As his hand moved to undo his belt, a sound at the edge of the stables caught his attention. Turning his head, he caught sight of a figure standing by the door. Sebastian growled, his demon eyes flashing in frustration at the intruder.

“Hehehe, oh dearie me, what timing. It is done, you can see her now.” And, with that, Undertaker turned and left, his giggle still echoing around the stables.

Sebastian sighed, laying his head on Louisa’s shoulder, he reached up and undid the bindings. “It would seem as if I must wait until later, my dear. Duty calls us once more.”

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