#tetera

As you exited the port you could see a man with a paper bag on his head carrying a sign with you last name on it. You walked up to him a sweet smile on your face.

“Ah miss (y/l n) right on time. I’m Mr. Flug I’ve been instructed to take you to hat manor safe and sound.” He took you suitcase and opened the carriage door for you even going as far to give you his hand to help you in.

The ride to hat manor was a long one. It seemed that your client wasn’t too fond of living in the city but instead preferred to live out in the country. There were pastures and rolling green hills as far as the eye could see. There was something truly beautiful about the country side at sunset.

It was as if the hills were blanketed in an ethereal light giving everything a golden sheen. You reached the manor at nightfall. Hat manor was just that. A mansion shaped as a hat. You honestly couldn’t get over some of the ridiculous taste the rich had. But if you had more money than you knew what to do with you’d probably try to find creative and ostentatious ways to spend your money too.

Flug helped you off the carriage and led you inside. The mansion was beautiful to say the least. A huge crystal chandelier hung at the entrance bathing everything in a soft warm glow from the reflection of the oil lamp light that bounced off the crystals. Flug led you down a corridor lined with religious sculpted statues. In some of the pieces angels triumphed over demons. In others it was the opposite. You wondered vaguely if Mr. Blackhat was a religious man. He stopped and opened a door gesturing you in. You stepped in to a parlor room. “Wait here please the master will be with you shortly.” He bowed and closed the door. There room was comfortable and cozy with nicknacks hanging on the walls with bookshelves taking up the rest of the space. You sat down in one of the seats at the coffee table by the window. The moon hung in the sky shining its light over the grounds. You could see a beautiful rose garden with a pond and in the center a white gazebo not to far from the house. Oh how your fingers itched to take out you supplies and capture the image before you.

“It’s beautiful isn’t it.”

You jumped a little startled that you hadn’t heard so much as a knock or a door open.

“Terribly sorry I hope I didn’t frighten you.” Although he didn’t really look all that sorry. He stood right beside your chair looking down at you. He was a tall handsome man with a dark complexion dressed in the most expensive clothes you had ever seen. You had seen all types of people in your line of work but he looked strange to you. It was as if he could almost pass for human looking but at the same time not. Still it was not your place to judge just to paint. It didn’t frighten you though it merely increased you curiosity ten fold.

“I am lord blackhat pleased to make your acquaintance.” He bowed and took your hand in his bringing it up to his lips and placing a kiss on the back of your hand. Your heart fluttered as your cheeks flushed as red as fresh ripe apples.

“I hope your as talented as you are pretty.” he said giving you a flirtatious smile as he sat down across from you. At that moment a knock was heard at the door. “Enter.” He said. A bear dressed in a maids outfit came in and set down a tray of fresh hot jasmine tea and a plate of rose Turkish delights and left. How did he know these things were your favorites?

“Your very strange Mr.Blackhat.”

He laughed as he handed you a cup of tea. “Just Blackhat and my dear, you have no idea.” He smiled a wide smile showing off his sharp pointed teeth.

“So what are you some kind of monster or devil of some sort?”

He sat back in his chair crossing his legs and resting his hands on the arms of the chair. Looking for all the world like some kind of evil king. “Does it really matter? I mean are you really going to refuse my business if you find out that I am hypothetically not human?” He rested his chin in his hand and raising an eyebrow at you.

“No.” It was true you weren’t that would’ve been too stupid.

“Then why ask?”

“It’s just I’m curi-“

“Careful miss.” He stared straight in to your eyes a warning in them. “You know the old saying. Curiosity killed the cat at what not. Though I guess coming from me that might be a little disingenuous.” He said as he looked out the window in to the night.

A chill went down your spine at his words.

“But that’s not why I called you here. I want you to paint me at this point in time of my life. I want to remember it when it has passed as all things eventually do. After all, time stops for no man.” He spoke as if he would live forever and wanted to look back on it. Judging by what he had hypothetically said and not said that just might very well be the case.

He pulled out a fancy looking pocket watch from his coat. “You can start tomorrow seeing as it is already this late. He pocketed his watch and rose to his feet. “ Follow me if you please. I’ll show you where you shall be sleeping for the night.”

He led you up a winding staircase that led to a floor with stuffed exotic animals some you had only seen in books. He turned down a hallway with polished antique suits of armor that lined the corridor. “Are you a collector of antique items Blackhat.”

“I only collect the things I’ve personally been apart of.”

“But you have a bunch of statues of the Great War in heaven? How can that be that would mean that you’d have to have been-“

“This is where you will sleep tonight.” He interrupted you pointing to a mahogany door with a gold door knob. “If you need anything please pull the bell on the wall and someone will be with you shortly.” He did a slight bow and walked away leaving to you more curious and confused than ever. You went inside and closed the door. The room was very spacious and had its own bathroom that had a porcelain tub. The life of the rich and fancy hopefully soon to be your life. You went over to the bed and unpacked your night gown from your suitcase.

When you had finished your night routine you went over to the oil lamp by your bed and blew it out. You laid down pulling the covers over you and tried to sleep. You dreamed of many shadowy black tipped clawed hands caressing your body and of mouths with sharp pointed teeth leaving leaving little nips and bites on your neck. It felt wonderful on your naked skin. Unlike any pleasure you had ever felt before. Your body felt hot and tingly where ever the elusive shadows touched. A voice in your ear gave a breathy laugh. “Oh you are just too perfect for me my curious kitten.” The shadowy hands slid lower caressing up and down your sex with fleeting touches. “Is this what you want pet. Say it, beg for it, let me hear you beg.” The voice said sounding more distorted and otherworldly the more excited it got.

“Please touch me. I want you to touch me.” You said looking up at the mouth through your lashes spreading your legs open just a little wider. The voice gave a deep throaty groan. “What a pretty peach pet. You don’t mind if I have a taste do you?” A warm tongue gave a long firm lick up your pussy. Your head falling back as your eyes fell shut. Shadow hands intertwining with yours as the mouth went to work at eating you out in earnest. It had been to long since someone had given you attention in this way. The long tongue massaging your walls as another mouth sucked on your clit giving you double the stimulation. You writhed in complete ecstasy. A shadowy hand joined the tongue inside of you thrusting in and out of you. You could feel your end coming just a little more. The hand crooked it’s fingers just right hitting that wonderful spot inside of you.

“Oh, oh god, I’m, I’m coming! Don’t stop, oh please don’t stop!” You said as your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave.