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Heaven's a Lie	By : lilsweetsakura Category: > Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji ???) Views: 2253 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Kuroshitsuji or any characters from it, I ain't making any money from this story either. If I was, it would be all yaoi, fluff and forbidden love

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Chapter 2

~Death~

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Sebastians hand slid across Ciels face, cupping his cheeks and making him open his eyes. He leaned forward making Ciels heart beat faster with every inch he got closer, until their lips were pressed against each other making Ciels heart stop. He felt the way his soul was being extracted out of his body, making him numb. Sebastians hands slid across Ciels body, slowly undressing him. His skilled fingers moved across his buttons, opening them one by one and sliding Ciels shirt off his shoulders making Sebastian change his course of actions and slide his lips against revealed flesh. He bit Ciels neck just a little bit, as if checking if boy was still conscious, and he was. The way Ciel breathed hard against the sudden pain and sensation of himself being drank away made Sebastian’s truly masochistic wishes overcome his self restriction. He bit through the sensitive flesh on Ciels neck, drawing a light tray of blood out of him as if he was a vampire. Indeed he possessed fangs and unimaginable urge to drink Ciels blood, but it was only Ciels. He had never wanted any other humans blood, but he wanted Ciels both blood and soul. Ciel just struggled against his bodies wish to pass out, because he wanted to be alive just a little longer. Just spend a little bit more seconds of sweet breathing and feeling of being close to someone. Perhaps he just wanted to have someone close? Maybe, during his whole lifetime, what he really wanted wasn’t revenge, but this feeling of being taken by someone, this feeling of complete trust to someone. Why did it have to be demon, now, that he realized that? His eyelids were getting heavier by every second of his blood, flowing out of his body. On top of having only little remains of his soul, that one would hardly call any soul at all, he now was getting anemia. Just what was death thinking of him, making fun of his consciousness like that? That probably was because he gave himself to a demon. There really was no death since there couldn’t be choice between hell and heaven. He could only be eaten and end up nowhere at all. Did that mean that in reality he wouldn’t die? Or maybe he wasn’t alive to begin with. His vision was getting blurrier, when he again felt Sebastian’s lips on his own, this time locked in a fierce kiss, drawing the last remains of Ciels breath out of him, when he suddenly pulled away, checking Ciels neck for pulse. It still was there. He was alive. Barely. Ciel was dizzier than ever, he felt dead, as he slowly struggled against the numb pain in his body and tried to open his eyelids. He managed to open them just a little. His eyes felt as if they were filled with blood – everything seemed red and glowing.

“Why don’t you say anything? Why don’t you do anything?” Demonic form of his butler asked him.

‘I… can’t…’ Ciel thought, as he shut his eyes closed once again. He tried to scream. He was screaming inside. He really was. He was crying and screaming inside. He wanted to live. He wanted to stay close with Sebastian more than anything, but it would be impossible if he was gone.

“Young master.. Young master!” A distant voice was out voicing his thoughts as his eyes slowly opened and he saw his butlers face, and felt him gently shaking Ciels body. Hot tears were streaming down boys cheeks.

“Young master, are you all right?” Sebastian seemed to be more worried than he probably should be.

‘A dream?’ Ciel thought to himself, as he tried to regain grip of the situation. He instinctively touched the place on his neck, which moments ago was causing him anemia and overflowing his whole body with blood. It was dry. ’It must had been a dream, then. But why was Sebastian here?’

“Young master, please, answer me! Are you all right? You were screaming so loud.” Look of serious concern was all over Sebastians face making Ciel somewhat at ease. ‘So I won’t die just yet.’

“Yes, I just had a… Dream.” Ciel opened his mouth, but his throat was more dry than he expected it to be, even considering the fact that he was screaming, his voice sounded growling.

“Would you want some water?”

“Yes…”

~*~

Ciel was sitting in his bed, slowly sipping cold water that kind of pained his dry throat. Sebastian was standing next to his bed with unreadable expression, his eyes looking somewhere through the space. None of them could say anything, but thoughts were filling both of their minds. Sebastian wanted to know about the dream, which had his master screaming and crying like that, while all that Ciel wanted was for demon to go away and forget all of this, even though he knew, that that will not happen. Because of Ciels wish to stay silent he drank water unnaturally slow, making sips that hurt him like little needles, darting through his body, making it cold on the inside. But he rather felt pain instead of having to talk.

Every sip of water that boy took was heard through the room like a gunshot. It really was unbearably silent there, so Sebastian broke the silence.

“Young master, for how long are you going to drink that water?” He slowly asked, trying to face Ciel, who turned away right at the same moment when Sebastian shifted his body to meet Ciels eyes.

“Until I drink it all.” Ciel was amazed, that Sebastian had the nerve to ask his master such question, even though it was obvious that the way Ciel drank was unnatural and done on purpose.

“In that pace you won’t succeed on finishing it even by the morning.” Sebastian stated the obvious. Thought of drinking water whole night and having the demon beside him during that made Ciel shrug in his sheets. He finished the water in few mouthfuls and gave the empty glass to his butler. Sebastian seemed satisfied, even though his expression didn’t alter the slightest.

“Happy?”

“It’s of your own benefit, that you don’t get yourself hurt, my lord.”

Slight blush seemed to play in Ciels cheeks, even though it was dark in the room. The fact that Sebastian realized about how much boy was hurting himself with slow drinking theatre truly disgraced his high self.

He suddenly remembered his dream, shrugging once again, but this time shrug didn’t go past Sebastian unnoticed.

“Is something wrong, young master?”

Ciel tried to ignore the question as if it wasn’t said out loud.

“Young master, would you mind telling me about your dream?”

Silence.

“Young master, are you feeling unwell?” Sebastian now moved closer to the younger boy in order to check on his temperature, but the slight change in his stance made Ciel turn his head and glare at him with angry look in his eyes, as well as making his body temperature rise by, as what Ciel could tell, a lot. But the look didn’t stop Sebastian at all, as he leaned forward pressing his forehead against Ciels. The movement froze the younger boy. The sensation of having Sebastian’s face so close made his body go numb; his mind black out. He felt hot breath on his face and the moment of the closeness seemed to last forever. The heat inside of him seemed to burn his body, making his hands shaky.

“As I thought,” butler pulled away “My lord, you have a fever.” He stood up straight. “Would you like some medicine?”

Ciel only moved his head from one side to another, because he couldn’t make words come out of his mouth.

‘What’s with my body? Why am I acting like this? He only checked my temperature, after all!’ Ciel tried his best at convincing his body of the fact that nothing impropriate didn’t happen

‘Impropriate…’ the sight of his butler in the moonlight came into his mind, making his blood rush into his head this time surely painting his pale face crimson. ‘Just why… Why was he calling my name then?’ Ciel couldn’t stop his unneeded thoughts from filling himself up with questions.

“Young master, you are burning! It really seems that you need some medical attention.” Sebastian broke his thoughts making him able to actually respond.

“No! I’m fine. I’m just tired.”

“Humans don’t get this hot and red out of tiredness.”

“I said I’m fine.” Ciel really tried to convince himself more, than he tried to make Sebastian believe in his words. But it was futile, as neither of them believed in those lies.

“Young master…” Sebastian seemed to be thinking for a moment and then he continued “Would you, please, tell me about your dream?”

Ciel let out sigh. ‘Is that all that you can think about? Would you really want me to tell you of how I dreamt of you killing me?’ Ciel thought some more. ‘About how I didn’t want you... to. How I wanted to live… With you… For eternity…’ Thoughts of the dream made Ciels eyes tear up. Feelings, that were filling him up were pure madness. He couldn’t possibly believe that in the dream he wanted to stay with the demon forever. He could believe less the fact that after seeing the dream he now wanted the same in life. In life he didn’t actually have, since he had sold his soul to the one he wanted to live forever with. Why was he feeling so hot, when thinking of this as well as by having his butler simply being close to him in this dark room?

“Are you crying?” Sebastian leaned forward to see Ciels face in the darkness only to find frustrated and flushed face of his young master.

“I’m not! I don’t want to talk about that dream.”

“My, my, young master. Don’t get angry. I just want to get rid of every single thing that’s troubling you or could become a trouble, and human dreams are usually connected to the reality and their subcounsciousness so I would like to know about things that scare you this much.”

“There’s nothing to get rid off!” Ciel snapped and hid his head in the covers of his bed, burying his face in pillow.

“I’m going to sleep now, so get out!”

“Yes, my lord.” Ciel didn’t see his butler but he knew that those words were followed with slight bow and a visible smirk on his devilish face.

Only after the door was closed he uncovered his face and gasped for air.

‘Get rid of my troubles… Huh. That would mean making me immortal and living with me the whole eternity.’ Ciels eyes teared up once again, because he understood that there was no way of his newly found wishes to ever come true.

~*~

“How are you feeling today, young master?” Sebastian said, opening the curtains.

Ciel tried to hide the bright sunlight with his hands as well as he tried to keep his eyes open more than for a mere blink.

“Fine.”

“I shall bring your breakfast while you’re getting up.”

“Fine.”

“Are you sure that your fever is down, young master?” Sebastian just didn’t want to leave Ciel like that. He moved over to Ciels bed and bent himself to put his face above Ciels.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Ciels eyes now were open and his whole body was burning.

Sebastian pressed his forehead against Ciels.

‘He’s this close. Again. I can’t stand it… Will he kiss me?’

“Checking whether you have fever or not, young master. It seems that you are fine, so I shall take my leave.” With those words Sebastians figure moved away.

Ciels heartbeat was dangerously darting his chest and his body seemed sweating. He was aroused, and after he had found the meaning behind this feeling it annoyed and scared him now, since he was aroused because of his butler.

‘This will hurt... If I don’t get rid of it.’ Ciel thought as his hand slipped inside of his pants to adjust his now hard flesh.

‘What should I do now?’ His hand was aching to stroke his hard flesh as well as he knew that Sebastians nose would smell his act even from the kitchen or simply come back and catch him at the act. He felt his face flush red once again because of his urges and thoughts, when his butler entered his bedroom.

“Young master, would you like to have…” He stopped, as he looked at his young master

“Young master, are you really all right? If it’s not fever then maybe it’s your heart that makes your skin flushed with blood?”

He took Ciels hand into his and checked his pulse only to find out that Ciels heart was beating unbelievably fast. The touch made his heart beat even faster, throbbing boys insides, slowly melting them.

“It’s bad. Let me check your temperature once more and I shall look for a medical attention this instant.”

Sebastian leaned forward to press his forehead against Ciels. That was the last drop. Ciel snapped.

“Kiss me.” Ciel didn’t really understand what he was saying now.

“Young master?” For the first time Sebastian had expression that was somewhat full with doubt and surprise. Ciel didn’t reply. But this time Sebastian didn’t keep questioning his prey. He leaned a little bit closer and slightly pressed his soft lips against Ciels. That didn’t stop Ciels heartbeat from racing, on the contrary, it was promising Ciel, to beat out of his chest, this time for sure. He closed his eyes.

Sebastian couldn’t stop. He tried to get away, but his body refused to. The fact that Ciel wanted this made him even more confused now, that even after doing it Ciel wasn’t protesting or pressing Sebastian away. He leaned even closer, closing the distance between his and Ciels lips once more, this time parting his own lips and darting his tongue against Ciels corner of lips and making its way to the middle, now pressing hard and making Ciel part his lips aswell, letting it inside of his mouth. Ciel couldn’t think straight either, he couldn’t press his butler away nor he could turn away himself. He wanted more. His tongue craved for Sebastians and now that they had met he couldn’t stop at all. He tried to take it easy, slow, but he couldn’t. Heat inside of his mouth made Sebastian press harder against his lips and explore every place where he could reach with his own tongue. Ciel tried his best to press his own into Sebastians mouth but ended up having fierce fight over dominance. It was so passionate that Ciel forgot to breathe. He forgot how to breathe. And it felt the best. He loved this moment.

‘More… Kiss me more.’ Thought didn’t leave Ciels mind, but he couldn’t make a sound as Sebastian pulled away to let Ciel breathe.

“Breathe now, will you, young master?” Their both eyes were opened now.

‘I don’t need to breathe. I need you.’

Sebastian had the most difficult expression that Ciel had ever seen on his emotionless butlers face. His eyes were sparkling, he was looking into Ciels eyes while wetting his own lips with his tongue, looking like a cat after a delicious meal. His hair was falling into his face, he was breathing hard. Right now he was looking wild and untamed. And certainly pleased. Ciel was intoxicated by his kiss, his flawless face, the fierce look in his eyes. He was handsome. Suddenly Sebastian leaned forward and kissed Ciels right side of neck. It made him shiver, reminding of how this movement caused him anemia in his dream. But Sebastian didn’t bite, howerever he didn’t kiss either. He just breathed hard against Ciels neck, making him shiver and gasp for breath. Heat tickled his insides even though his butlers hot breath was darting outside of Ciel.

“Why did you ask me to do that?” Every letter tickled Ciel so hard that his body felt no different than when he suffered anemia during his dream. He felt dizzy and unbelievably heavy.

“Young master, please tell me…” Sebastian gently bit Ciels earlobe as he continued whispering into his ear “Why did you ask me to do that? Do you know what you have done?”

Ciel couldn’t react or reply. He couldn’t think or understand reason behind Sebastians questions, he just wanted to be kissed more. More. But he knew that he has to give at least some kind of reply or his butler will think that he died.

“I…” He stopped as he couldn’t even think of a single thing to say.

Sebastian now pulled away from Ciels ear to look him into his eyes.

‘So beautiful… Such wild eyes, yet so tempting.’ He was too unreal to exist, too handsome, too impossible to be here and he could never be able to understand how Ciel felt. And he could never spend eternity with Ciel because he could never love him. There was needed love to spend eternity with someone.

‘Even though I want to spend eternity with him… I don’t love him, do I? What is this love anyway… It’s nothing a child or a demon could ever feel, isn’t it?’

And yet they both craved for each other more. More.

“Young master, why are you crying after you have provoked me this much?”

Ciel didn’t feel his hot tears until he realized what his butler was saying. He fought the urge to press his butler away and turn his face against his pillows because of how ashamed he was to cry in front of someone and extended his hands, putting them around Sebastians neck.

‘Even if we don’t love each other I still want his lips. I still want to spend eternity with him.’

Ciel pulled Sebastian closer, crashing their lips together into another passionate kiss, this time taking advantage of surprise in Sebastians movements to dart his tongue inside Sebastians mouth, sliding it over one of Sebastians fangs, checking the sharpness of it. It was surprising how quick it broke the flesh and made little droplets of coppery taste slip between their lips certainly making the kiss more enjoyable to Sebastian. Sebastians hands slipped all around Ciels tender body, caressing every little place they could reach, including Ciels hard flesh inbetween his legs, his lips pushed closer and tongue caressed all the blood he could get out of Ciels broken skin. He was now on top of the younger male, breathing hard against Ciels face and suddenly Ciel felt a little bit more aware of his actions which made him doubt if he really wanted to do what they were doing. Just at the moment when Sebastians hand grabbed Ciels length, he pulled his face away, panting hard, looking even wilder, refusing to look into Ciels eyes.

“Young master… I shall take my leave.”

He jumped up and disappeared from Ciels bedroom leaving confused boy lay in his bed and think about what had just happened.

~*~

For the first time in his entire lifetime Sebastian had lost his cool. For the first time in his lifetime he had found himself masturbating fiercely in thoughts of his prey during nights. For the first time in his lifetime has he craved for a body, not a soul. For the first time he has refused his urge to have a soul and thought that it wouldn’t be bad if that soul kept on living with him. For him. Even though this soul supposedly would be the tastiest of all things he had ever had.

“What a fascinating human. And he’s just a little boy.” Smirk lingered on Sebastians face as he cleaned himself from his own sticky fluid.

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I'm still not an english person and I'm still thankful for my mistakes being pointed out.

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