His Butler

Ciel held the photo tightly in his hand as he sank back into his office chair. With the eye that wasn't covered by his eye patch, he studied the details in it. Sebastian's body stood out brightly against the dim background. There was no doubt about it, Sebastian really had known that Ciel had been watching him. The bastard had even found the camera. Setting the device and the photo on his desk was a taunt above any other that Sebastian had dared to pull. What if MeyRin had found the picture while she was dusting? Ciel's uncovered eye glanced over the image once more, this time with anger. He had gone through all that trouble, and the damned image didn't even show anything unexpected. It had not revealed Sebastian's most prized otherworldly thing. That was a secondary humiliation that he couldn't tolerate. This would have to be dealt with.
That brought up another question, however. How did you punish an immortal butler? It wasn't as if he could simply suspend the man's pay for a week. Sebastian had never needed more than a gentle reprimand so far, but this situation was... different. This would require tact if he didn't want the other servants catching wind of what had happened. It would be best if he could take care of this in private, when the rest of the household was either busy or asleep.
The young earl's eyes dropped once more to the photograph in his hand. His fingers pressed it so tightly that his knuckles had turned white. Without wanting to, Ciel was able to picture everything that had happened the night before. It was all too easy to see the droplets of water sliding down Sebastian's skin or remember the way that the older man had gasped when he touched himself. It was ridiculous. The entire situation was out of control. When he talked to Sebastian, he would have to order him to never mention any of this again. Before he could take care of that, however, there were more menial tasks to tend to. After all, he still had his afternoon classes ahead of him. For now, he would put the photo in his desk, out of sight and out of mind.
Dinner was later than usual that evening. It had been entirely due to Lau. The Chinese man and his under-dressed cohort had shown up in the middle of tea and, like a good host, Ciel had indulged that one whim. Not before asking him to leave repeatedly, however, but he had indulged it nonetheless. He had expected that his guests would leave after the scones had vanished and conversation drew to a close. Instead, Lau had insisted on staying for dinner. Determined to eat without interruption, Ciel had opted to waste nearly four hours in trying to get rid of his unwanted company. When the guests had gone, he had finally ordered Sebastian to bring him dinner in the office so that he could finish up the work that he had missed thanks to Lau's interruption.
After finishing off his meal and clearing away his dessert, he watched as Sebastian picked up the fine china plate and turned to leave. "Sebastian, stop. I need to talk to you about something."
"What is it, young master?" Sebastian paused several feet from the desk and turned patiently to look at Ciel.
Ciel gestured towards the camera that now sat on one corner of his desk, opposite his doll house. "What is the meaning of this?"
"Why, that is Sir Talbot's camera, which you purchased at auction. Was there something you needed to take a photo of?"
"Don't be coy with me, Sebastian." Ciel stared at the butler. "You know exactly what I'm talking about. Why did you put that photo on my desk?"
Sebastian smiled warmly at Ciel. "I found the camera outside of my room and noticed that there was an undeveloped photo inside. So, I had the film developed for your convenience. The camera belongs on your desk, does it not? I was merely trying to be helpful."
Ignoring Sebastian's response, Ciel snapped, "Why the hell did you put that photo on my desk?"
Sebastian's expression changed into one of feigned surprise. "Oh, I am sorry. Was there something else that you would have liked me to do with it, my lord?"
"Shut up," Ciel snapped. He could feel a blush quickly spreading across his cheeks as he looked up at the butler. This entire conversation had already dragged on too long. Ciel suspected that Sebastian might be enjoying it a bit too much, anyway. It was time to end this. "You are never to do anything like this again. You are also never to speak about what happened. To anyone. That is an order. Do you understand, Sebastian?"
"Yes, my lord."
Ciel waited for a moment, expecting Sebastian to say something else. However, Sebastian simply bowed and removed the dessert plate from the room. All things considered, that entire conversation had gone much more smoothly than expected.

With dinner concluded and the rest of his paperwork sorted, Ciel only had to spend a few more minutes in his office to check over the days work. Shortly after vanishing with the plates, Sebastian returned. The butler bowed. "It is time to prepare for bed, young master. I have taken the liberty of drawing a bath for you."
"I will be there in just a moment," Ciel said with a nod. He slid open the top drawer of his desk to put away the last of his business ledgers. As he did, his eyes fell on the photo that was still sitting atop the other papers that were in the drawer. The image caused a flush to spread over his cheeks. Ciel forced himself to ignore his reaction and shoved the last ledger over top of the photo. With one last look towards the drawer, he stood up and followed Sebastian out of the room.
Once in the bathroom, Ciel suddenly longed for the hot water that he could see steaming in the tub. It had been a very long day, and a bath was typically a good way to relax. There was only one problem. He swallowed hard as Sebastian knelt on the floor in front of him. The butler began to undo Ciel's jacket, followed by his waistcoat. Ciel looked away momentarily, but found himself unable to look away for long. He glanced down at the slender fingers that worked quickly to undo the buttons. It really didn't help that every time he saw Sebastian's hands, the only thing he could think of was the butler taking his own shirt off the night before. The way that those pale hands had drifted across his skin before he had... Ciel shook his head, willing the images in his mind to vanish.
"Are you okay, young master?" Sebastian looked up from where he was collecting Ciel's trousers, folding them neatly as he went.
"I'm fine, Sebastian." The earl quickly climbed into the tub, forcing himself to concentrate on the job of getting clean. Relaxing with Sebastian in the room might be an impossibility, but he had to try. He reached for the lump of lavender soap and the sponge that sat on the brass stand beside the bath tub and quickly set about washing himself. He made sure to clean as much of his skin as he could reach very thoroughly, wondering if he could put off running into this situation for a day or two if he did a particularly good job. When he had finished scrubbing everywhere that he could reach, Sebastian quickly knelt beside the bath tub and took the sponge from him, as he did every time that Ciel bathed. It was only then that Ciel realized that Sebastian was talking to him. "What did you say, Sebastian?"
"Young master, you need to pay attention when I am telling you about the schedule for tomorrow's events." Sebastian sighed heavily and squeezed the water out of the sponge before he dipped it into the bath water and lathered it with soap. "I was telling you that it might be advisable to reschedule your appointment with Mr. Dunham from Hamley's Toy Warehouse in the light of the visit of Herr Von Fossen from Vienna tomorrow."
"That's right. He's coming to..." Ciel was becoming acutely aware of the texture of the sponge that Sebastian was slowly rubbing in circles on his back. "He's coming to go over the finances for the new branch of the Funtom Company.
"I thought that Mr. Dunham was supposed to be paying us a visit on Friday. Why would we need to move the... the..." Sebastian's fingertips were gliding across Ciel's neck and shoulders. The butler swirled the sponge over Ciel's shoulders once more and then ran the hand all the way down Ciel's spine, scraping over the small of his back and sending a shudder through his body. "Can you repeat what you just said?"
Sebastian sat back on his heels and quirked an eyebrow. "Is everything okay?"
"Of course it is!" Ciel said quickly. "Just repeat what you said."
"Perhaps we should discuss this in the morning. You are obviously exhausted from the day's activities."
Ciel sighed, unable to bother with telling Sebastian off. It was ridiculous that he was getting so distracted by something like having his back scrubbed. Sebastian had been helping him like this for nearly two years now. He should be used to it. It wasn't as if he had enjoyed watching Sebastian last night or anything like that. Ciel knew that he was a developing young man. Things like that just... happened. It was natural. He certainly wasn't enjoying Sebastian's hands on his back just now. Not at all.
Ciel closed his eyes and focused on how completely and utterly he was not enjoying Sebastian's hand moving the sponge slowly across his skin. He tried to think about something, anything else. Had he remembered to send off the business proposal to the manager of the new toy store in Cheddar that wanted to carry Funtom Company products? He knew that if he hadn't, he'd have to send it out by the following Monday and... it was just no good, he just could not keep his mind off the butler. Apparently, Sebastian had noticed that as well. When Ciel opened his eyes, he found Sebastian staring at him with his eyebrows knitted together in concern. "Young master, are you certain that you are feeling well? Your skin is very flushed, and I am concerned that you might be coming down with a fever." Sebastian reached a hand forward to feel Ciel's forehead.
"I'M FINE!" Ciel said loudly, and he shot straight up in the bath tub so quickly that he nearly fell over. He wobbled momentarily and then steadied himself. "I'm done with my bath, Sebastian."
If Sebastian thought that any of this was strange, he didn't say so. He did stare at Ciel strangely for a moment, though, before going to fetch a towel. He draped it around Ciel's shoulders and then went to retrieve the earl's dressing gown from the table by the door. Ciel breathed a sigh of relief as the butler turned his back. He toweled himself off as quickly as possible, not caring if he hadn't quite gotten his hair as dry as it could possibly be. When Sebastian returned, however, he simply whisked the towel out of Ciel's hands and began to dry Ciel off himself. He started by rubbing the boy's hair until the earl thought that he might go bald. Then, he ran the towel down Ciel's neck and chest, working to get all of the moisture off of his skin.
Ciel bit his lip as he watched Sebastian. The butler was completely professional in his demeanor, but that didn't stop the fact that it was quickly becoming impossible for Ciel to avoid thinking about the night before. He could have sworn that Sebastian had fully looked him up and down before sliding the dressing gown over his shoulders. Perhaps he had imagined it. Ciel leaned his head back and stared at the ceiling when Sebastian knelt down to tie the dressing gown closed. With so much trouble keeping his mind off the man in front of him, the last thing that Ciel needed was to see Sebastian's hands only inches away from the very part of his body that was causing him so much trouble.
Sebastian extinguished the oil lamp in the room and used a candle to light the way back into Ciel's chambers. In short order, he replenished the lamps in this room and picked up the night shirt that he had selected earlier. Sebastian laid the garment down on top of Ciel's duvet and then waited patiently for Ciel to come to stand beside the bed. "Are you ready to get dressed for bed, master?"
Ciel was hit with a terrible realization as he stood there and watched him. While Sebastian may have been a presence in the bath, now he was the only thing that stood between Ciel and sleep. Ciel forced himself to calm down, taking a couple of deep breaths and willing his heart to beat more slowly. He was the Earl of Phantomhive. He would not be reduced to a pile of quivering embarrassment. Sebastian had helped him dress for bed since the very night that the contract had been arranged. Tonight was no different. Even if the butler was causing him to become... distracted, he would deal with it. On his own. After Sebastian had left.
"I'm ready." Ciel held his arms up and allowed Sebastian to untie the dressing gown and slide it off his shoulders. It was quickly replaced by the light linen of the night shirt, which hung open in the front. Biting his lip, Ciel cursed silently to himself. He had hoped that it would be one of the of the shirts that only had two or three buttons at the neck. With the way his luck was going, it figured that Sebastian would have selected something like this. The damn butler would have to fasten every single button, all the way down to his knees. Not that Sebastian seemed to mind. He had that same irritatingly complacent smile on his face that he always had when there was something going on.
Standing in front of his master, Sebastian had already started to fasten the buttons at Ciel's neck. Rather than focus on Sebastian, Ciel tried to stare at something else in the room. The pattern in the wallpaper was boring and plain. He couldn't focus on that. Little by little, his eyes kept drifting back down towards the hands on his chest. Even though he was supposed to be fastening buttons, Sebastian would stop to smooth out wrinkles that had formed in the fabric, barely letting his fingertips touch the material except to correct the flaw. Every movement of his hands kept bringing back the memories from the night before. Ciel could easily picture Sebastian licking his lips or running his hands across his pale chest. Just the thought of that made his body ache. His skin felt flushed and feverish. He knew that he was in trouble.
Sebastian's fingers hovered just over Ciel's navel, less than an inch away from his soft skin. Even if the garment had been fastened the entire way down, it would have been easy to tell just how aroused Ciel was. Sebastian had to have noticed, but it didn't seem like he had. All that he was doing was continuing to button the night shirt while he smiled in that infuriating manner. He was so damn close that Ciel could even feel the man's breath against his skin, and it was driving him crazy. Ignoring him wasn't helping anything, either. It was just making it worse.
"Sebastian, stop."
"Is everything okay, my lord?" Sebastian stopped precisely where he was on the buttons and turned his face to look up at Ciel.
"Yes. I just..." Ciel's voice trailed off as he returned the butler's even gaze. Sebastian was in front of him, bent down on one knee. As he looked down at the demon, Ciel's mind was racing. He had never expected to feel this way towards anyone, really, and certainly not a man. Most definitely not Sebastian. If he had thought the situation had gotten out of hand earlier, now he knew for certain. There was no reason that this needed to go any further. He should tell Sebastian that he would finish dressing himself, and ask the butler to leave. Anything else would be wrong, indecent, and out of the question. Instead, he said, "Touch me."
"What did you say, young master? Sebastian raised his eyebrows as if he were surprised to hear such words come out of his master's mouth.
"Bastard." Ciel looked away, unable to meet the demon's eyes. "You heard what I said."
"Are you sure that is what you want, master? For me to touch you?"
Blushing furiously, Ciel snapped, "Don't make me beg for it, Sebastian."
Sebastian tilted his head in a distinctly feline manner, reminding Ciel of something cunning and evil. The butler reached up with one hand and ran his fingers through Ciel's soft hair, brushing a few stray strands away from the boy's right eye. "Young master, haven't I taught you how to coax me into things?"
Frustration rose in Ciel's body as he stared down into the demon's red eyes. "This is an order. Touch me."
"And how would you like for me to touch you? Are you needing a relaxing massage to help you sleep, master?" His fingers drifted down the side of Ciel's face to run across the boy's neck and down the chest of his night shirt. "Or would you prefer something a little bit more... carnal?"
"What you did last night... I... I want to feel that." Ciel's voice was quiet, but his gaze never wavered.
"Like this?" Sebastian raised a single gloved finger and pressed it to Ciel's skin, just under the last button that he had fastened. Slowly, he drew it down the boy's body, pressing the digit easily into the skin above the earl's arousal. When Ciel gasped, Sebastian pressed his palm flat to Ciel's stomach and dragged his hand up under the nightshirt. He rubbed circles around Ciel's nipples, mimicking his own actions from the night before.
Under his touch, Ciel was already writhing. His small struggles only widened his butler's smile. Ciel licked his lips to wet them, and then said, "Take off your gloves."
"As you wish, my lord." Sebastian leaned back and brought one hand up to his lips, his eyes never leaving Ciel's. Very carefully, the demon bit down on the tip of the glove and slowly pulled his hand out from the inside, letting the fingers slip free. He repeated the motion with the other hand and then placed both gloves on the nightstand beside the bed. As soon as the gloves were out of the way, he reached back and placed both of his hands on Ciel's stomach. His fingers reached up and brushed over the boy's chest, tracing patterns all the way up to Ciel's shoulders. The contact was brief, however, as Sebastian pulled his hands back and sighed. "We should probably remove this obstacle."
Sebastian now slowly worked to unfasten every button he had just closed. With each small movement, his hands drifted across his master's skin. As he worked his way up the boy's chest, he pressed much closer than he needed to. The demon seemed to delight in drawing out the little sounds from the back of his master's throat as he brushed up against him. Every once and a while, he would lean in and nip at the skin he had just revealed, watching the muscles underneath shiver at the touch.
With only one button left, Sebastian pressed his lips to Ciel's stomach. A spark of electricity wound its way down Ciel's spine the instant that his demon's lips began moving. Unable to stop himself, Ciel groaned. Sebastian licked and kissed his way up Ciel's chest until he reached that last button. As he unfastened it, Sebastian pressed a hot kiss to his master's neck and then dragged his lips up to meet Ciel's. His tongue ran across the boy's soft lips before pushing its way in to steal a taste. When he pulled away, he whispered in his master's ear, "Isn't that much better, my lord? Now I have nothing in the way."
Ciel ignored that comment and leaned up to kiss Sebastian, boldly pressing his lips to the demon's and gasping in surprise when Sebastian responded hungrily. Ciel's smaller hands reached forward and tried to push Sebastian's jacket off of his shoulders. It was harder than it looked. Sebastian smiled against his lips and barely pulled away to ask, "Would you like some assistance with that, young master?"
Realizing that he wouldn't be able to take it off on his own, Ciel nodded. "Take the jacket off."
Sebastian stood up from where he had been kneeling and slid the jacket easily off his shoulders, laying it on top of the bed. He reached up and began to unfasten his waistcoat, but a hand on his wrist stopped him.
"Wait," Ciel said, his voice quiet. "Let me do that." Carefully, his smaller fingers worked to push the small mother of pearl buttons through their catches. It wasn't as smooth, nor as captivating, as watching Sebastian do it. Even so, Ciel enjoyed the feeling of control that it gave him to know that the butler was doing this because his master wanted it.
When all of the buttons were undone, Sebastian slid the waistcoat off and added it to his jacket. The butler reached up and loosened the tie around his neck, knowing that his master was not tall enough to undo it on his own. As Sebastian pulled that off, Ciel quickly worked to unfasten the clips to his suspenders. Sebastian shrugged the straps over his shoulders. Encountering the same problem that had occurred with the tie, Sebastian worked to undo the first few buttons on his crisp, white shirt. Once he reached the center of his chest, Ciel's hands came up and began to undo the buttons for him. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sebastian ran his hands through Ciel's hair and down to the boy's shoulders, letting his fingertips explore the skin that they found there.
When Ciel finished unbuttoning the shirt, he pushed the garment aside and placed his hands on Sebastian's chest. For a long moment, the two of them stood like that. The feel of Sebastian's skin, so hot and full of life under his hands, was captivating to Ciel.
"My young master has not done this sort of thing... willingly... with another person, I think," Sebastian said, his voice quiet as he continued touching Ciel. Ciel turned to look up at him, one eyebrow arched. At this, Sebastian added, "Unless, perhaps, with Miss Elizabeth..."
"You can't be serious," Ciel made a noise of disgust. Even with the sound he made, however, he didn't stop what he was doing with his hands. He dragged his fingernails across Sebastian's chest, smirking when the butler hissed in response. "She's a child."
Sebastian ran his tongue across his lips and looked down at the earl. "Oh? And what about you, young master?"
"Do you think I am a child, Sebastian?" He did not look away from Sebastian. He wanted to be able to gauge the man's reaction to the question.
Sebastian thought about this for a moment, no longer moving his hands. After a brief silence, he responded. "No, my lord. You have not been a child since the night I found you."
"Then what am I?" Ciel's fingertips had reached the top of Sebastian's trousers. He traced lines in the soft skin there. In front of him, Sebastian knelt back down on one knee. As Sebastian moved downwards, Ciel let his hands drift up until his arms were about the butler's shoulders.
Sebastian's eyes were warm and almost gentle as he regarded Ciel. "You are my master." He leaned in and pressed his lips to Ciel's. A growl sounded in the back of his throat as the boy returned the kiss, eager and inexperienced. He gasped as Sebastian's arms wrapped around him and lifted him up onto the bed.
Pulling away, Ciel's eyes went wide. "What are you doing?"
"Touching you." Sebastian's tongue moved away from Ciel's mouth as he worked his way down the boy's neck. Little sparks of energy seemed to dance across Ciel's skin as his butler stopped and nipped at his throat. Sebastian's hands roamed across Ciel's stomach and legs, finding every sensitive spot and making the earl moan. "This is what you were wanting, is it not?"
"Yes, but I was... oh." Ciel's eyes went wide and his mouth fell slack as Sebastian's fingers wrapped around his arousal. When he gasped, he could feel Sebastian smile against his neck. Slowly, Sebastian's fingers worked his length in long, even strokes. As he touched him, Sebastian kissed and licked his way across Ciel's skin. He teased one nipple before traveling down Ciel's chest, using his free hand to trace the outline of the boy's body as he went. Sebastian trailed these touches across Ciel's stomach, pausing only to dip his tongue into the Ciel's navel. Under his hands and mouth, Ciel was in heaven. Sebastian pulled away momentarily and Ciel looked up in confusion to see what he was doing. The confusion vanished as he watched Sebastian's mouth fasten around his cock. The sweet warmth that he felt quickly gave away to a maddening heat as the suction consumed him. Every flick of the butler's tongue brought him that much closer to the edge. The long, pale fingers that Ciel had been so fascinated with the night before now stroked along his chest and stomach, adding to the marvelous friction between his legs. Sebastian pulled back far enough to flick his tongue over the slit at the tip of Ciel's cock before pulling all of him back into his mouth. It was almost more than Ciel could take. His back arched and his entire body tightened up as he came in Sebastian's mouth. For a long moment, Ciel simply laid there, panting. Eventually, he sighed. "Dammit, Sebastian. Is there anything you aren't skilled with?"
Sebastian's fingertips drifted lazily across Ciel's skin. As the earl watched, the butler wiped a couple of drops of white fluid from the corner of his mouth with one finger and licked it clean. Sebastian smiled. "Something like this is fundamental for any butler of the Phantomhive household, my lord."
Ciel huffed lightly, and then looked seriously at Sebastian, who was still bent over the bed. "You still haven't..."
"Would you like to touch me, as well, young master?"
Ciel nodded wordlessly and sat up. He reached forward and unfastened the button on Sebastian's trousers. Working together, they removed the trousers and his undergarments. As soon as the clothing was out of the way, Ciel reached forward and wrapped his hands around Sebastian's length. His hands weren't as steady as his demon's, and he was inexperienced, but Sebastian moaned heavily as Ciel began to touch him. As Ciel touched him, Sebastian reached out to touch Ciel as well. He seemed to delight in just touching skin and hair, anything that he could reach. With every motion of Ciel's hands on his cock, Sebastian's breath came in increasingly heavier pants. Soon, Sebastian stopped him.
Looking up at Sebastian in confusion, Ciel asked, "Sebastian?"
"Please wait here for a moment, master." The demon bent over, running his tongue along the edge of Ciel's ear, sending a shudder down his spine. He vanished for an instant, leaving a faint breeze in his wake. A few seconds later, he reappeared carrying a small glass jar with lettering embossed on it. Vaseline. He unscrewed the lid and set the jar down on the night stand beside the bed. "Young master, please scoot up closer to the pillows."
Ciel looked at Sebastian uncertainly for a moment before sliding himself towards the head of the bed. Sebastian sat down on the bed beside him and laid down so that he was facing the earl. He reached out and guided Ciel's hands back to his arousal. Sebastian also reached out to stroke Ciel's own length with his left hand. He licked his lips and smirked when Ciel let out a quiet moan. "Ready again so soon, young master? I never knew I had such an effect on you."
"Shut up, Sebastian," Ciel quipped, but it was half-hearted as he gasped at the feel of Sebastian's hand. Sebastian leaned forward and captured Ciel's lips again, delighting in the way the boy tasted. His free hand slid down Ciel's side and legs, memorizing the feel of him. His fingertips felt the earl's spine and the curve of his back. He would not soon forget the way the soft flesh of his thighs gave way to his fingers. In that instant, Sebastian's entire world revolved around the mewling sounds of pleasure that came out of his master's mouth. Pulling away only slightly, Sebastian leaned backwards and dipped two fingers into the slick petrolatum that he had retrieved from the bathroom. He leaned back towards his young charge and slid the fingers between the soft globes of his backside, running his fingers back and forth over the puckered entrance he found there. Ciel pulled away slightly from the strange intrusion, moving closer to Sebastian's chest. Sebastian leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to Ciel's forehead.
"The discomfort will pass soon, my lord. I promise." Sebastian's voice was barely a whisper against Ciel's ear. Slowly, he pressed one long finger into Ciel. Beside him, the boy let out a loud gasp and then gritted his teeth. Sebastian's eyebrows came together in concern. "Are you all right, young master?"
"Yes, it... it feels strange." Ciel bit his lip, but he didn't stop moving his hands on Sebastian's erection. He had grown bolder, running one hand down to fondle the demon's sac. He moved those fingers in time with his other hand, first stroking slowly and then rubbing the tip in a way that had often felt good for him. The finger at his backside felt strange, but he knew that this was what he wanted. Sebastian. This was no time to back out, and... Sebastian's finger hit something inside of him. A jolt of pleasure snaked its way through every inch of him, causing him to cry out.
Sebastian smiled at him. "It's almost time, young master." As he said that, a second finger joined the first. Ciel moaned, and the sound was enough to make Sebastian let out a groan of his own. The boy's body was hot and tight around his fingers. It was going to be ecstasy to feel his young master wrapped around his cock. The way that Ciel was writhing against him made it very hard not to just go ahead and take him, but Sebastian truly did not want to hurt him. This would be much better if they both enjoyed it. He scissored his fingers inside Ciel's body before withdrawing them slowly. He took his other hand off Ciel and carefully moved the boy's hands away from him, as well. "Lie flat on the bed, please."
Ciel rolled to lay on his back as he had been instructed. Sebastian sat up so that he was positioned between the boy's legs. For a moment, he bent over Ciel as he leaned towards the nightstand and dipped his fingers back into the Vaseline. He smiled as his master's breathing sped up, an automatic reaction to their close proximity. Slowly, Sebastian leaned back on his heels and used the jelly he had just collected on his own erection. The way the lamp light highlighted each of the muscles in his chest and stomach reminded Ciel forcibly of the way he had looked the night before, and it was enough to make him stare. This was so much better than just watching.
"What is it that you want, master?" Sebastian licked his lips as he watched Ciel. "Is there something that you are w-"
"Take me." Ciel's voice was quiet, but it was more than enough to cut Sebastian's question in half. Sebastian regarded him for a moment and then nodded. Without another word, he leaned forward and pressed himself up against the entrance he had been working with his fingers only moments before. Ciel pushed himself up on his elbows and watched Sebastian intently as the butler began to push into him. As he did, Ciel's head fell backward and he bit his lip to cut off a moan. Pleasure mixed with pain as Sebastian leaned forward to whisper apologies into the boy's ear. It was almost too much for either of them to take.
Once he was fully inside of Ciel, Sebastian pause and waited for his master to adjust to his size. He reached a hand down and began to stroke Ciel's erection, hoping to distract him from the discomfort of the new intrusion. When the boy finally let out the breath he had been holding, Sebastian began to move. Even without trying, he seemed to hit all of the right points in his young master's body.
Ciel gave up on trying to hold back the gasps and moans that Sebastian was dragging out of him. Everywhere that the demon touched felt like it was on fire. When Sebastian began stroking him in earnest, he wondered how he was even able to breathe. The feel of Sebastian's cock inside him stole all reason from him. When Sebastian sped up his thrusts and flicked his thumb over the underside of Ciel's penis, it was too much to take. Ciel cried out as he covered his stomach and Sebastian's hand in come.
The feeling of Ciel's body contracting around his cock was too much for Sebastian to take. With a loud moan, he emptied his seed deep into his master's body. Not waiting for an invitation, he collapsed on the bed beside Ciel. He could still feel his master's body around him. The only sounds in the room were the sounds of their breath.
After a moment, Ciel turned to look at Sebastian. His eyes were calm, but cloudy, as he regarded the demon. Slowly, he leaned towards the man and kissed him. After a moment, he leaned back and studied Sebastian's face. "You are mine."
"Until the day you die."