[Lovebite]

The butler was surprised when he was lifted up, looking up at the person who had done so and grimaced lightly as he was sat down just as quickly. He shifted in the odd seat and frowned lightly at the openness beneath his ass, both hands going to his stomach now,"I was fine standing."he told him, shutting his eyes for a moment and arching his back with another groan, breathing in and out slowly,"Goddamnit."he had been mentally preparing himself for months for this moment, though of course that did nothing more than give him false expectations.
He looked at the master of the house as he stuck by his side and reached out only slightly to grasp onto his hand, tight,"Let's say I break your hand, I think that would be half of what I owe you for doing this to me."he said to him, his voice low and eyes dark for a moment as he looked up then after what he said to him, watching as the room felt like a hive of activity.
This was really happening, he panted for a moment as he lifted one of his cheeks from the seat of the open chair and pressed his lips together for a moment. He hadn't even realized that his pants were off until the end of that contraction, he looked down at himself, at least they let him keep his shirt. That was good enough b especially with all the strangers roaming around the guest room he had called his own for six months.