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A World of Love	By : Strailo Category: > Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji ???) Views: 4246 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own, in any shape or form, Kuroshitsuji or Bleach. I make absolutely no profit from this story. This is just for fun.

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Title: Just a Little Giving
Fandom: Kuroshitsuji, Bleach
Pairing: Sebastian/Ichigo
Word Count: 4,595
For: Thanksgiving
World: A World of Love
Warnings: Lots of smut. Very rough sex. Practice safe sex people
AN: Yes, this is just nearly 5K worth of smut and fluff okay? But you have to admit that you're loving this.
I was going to post this on Thanksgiving but cooking and a cold that was working its magic (*snorts*) kicked my ass! So here it is, a couple days late. Sorry.
Okay, so I have like...3 more stories in this series, so far, to write and post. The second part of this one will be non-smutty things for Christmas along with a smutty Naruto Christmas story.
Yes, this means you'll get two stories for the price of one for Christmas.
But for now, for those who celebrate it, Happy Thanksgiving! For those who don't, Enjoy the story!
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He had come to Japan on a whim, tired of fighting his instincts to go there, to learn what was tugging him to the ancient land. Ciel had just raised an eyebrow at him, handed him a new credit card with his name on it and told him to be back in time for Christmas.
They were having their original’s household’s descendants over for dinner after all and it would be rude to miss their visit.
He had found what had drawn him to Japan, so far from England. It was a pretty little male, just turned eighteen and graduating high school a few months sooner than the rest of his peers. Or so his research had told him. He was surrounded by those with powers, his own to deep to barely be felt, especially surrounded by so much.
Sebastian watched and waited for the right time to claim his mate. He had looked for one with power for so long, for so very long. He had almost given up hope on ever finding him. But then he had been born and the tug had started but he had been busy with Ciel, hunting down some idiot who was trying to raise power. And then one thing after another had happened, leaving him with no time to hunt for his mate, to follow the tug.
But now he had found his mate. And he was so delightfully gorgeous.
His hair had apparently grown in the last year, from what he had discovered from pictures of him, falling down to his mid back in waves when freed, but was usually braided back. His chocolate eyes were filled with knowledge that came only from fights and battles that one took on for their friends. His skin was pale, as if he rarely went out into the sun any more, and he rarely did.
He went outside for his gym class. He walked home and escorted his sisters to the stores whenever they needed it. He did his homework and worked in the clinic when he had free time. He cooked and cleaned more often to allow his youngest sister time to focus on her own studies. He filled out applications to various universities all over the world, but rarely for one that was in Japan, and when it was, to one of the big names.
And he smiled a secret smile whenever he felt Sebastian follow him, just for the demon to catch over one shoulder before it disappeared once more. It was a tease, telling him that his mate knew he was being stalked and was allowing it to happen for now.
He had also put on an occasional show for him, teasing his own body, his cock, his ass, slipping fingers into his body and mewling softly as he discovered what he liked. It seemed as if his pretty mate hadn’t had the time to learn that while he had been a teen like so many other, but he was enjoying the show that he got.
It took nearly three weeks, almost time for Thanksgiving over in the States, and Sebastian was headed to the house in the middle of nowhere. It had been as a safe house for those time that they had to get away, and it was turning out to be a buy that he was thankful for. It had only had a main room slash kitchen with a bedroom and bathroom.
But the bed made up for the fact that it was rather small considering their tastes. It was a custom made bed, over king sized, with a hand carved headboard and foot board, and sheets made of the best fabrics that were kept in vacuum sealed bags.
And he was headed back to that bed and all of the supplies that he had been tucking away since he had gotten there. He was stocked well enough to keep his mate in the house for the next week and a half without needing to go anywhere. Just enough time for their bond to settle as long as his Ichigo accepted it.
“And if it settles before the week is up or after, it won’t hurt to stay longer,” Sebastian chuckled to himself as he put the groceries that he had bought away. He had gone and gotten more fruits and yogurts, knowing that Ichigo loved both items, especially late at night.
He was putting the bags away when a knock came from the front door, making him smirk as he felt the barely there flutter of power from his sweet little mate. Closing the drawer that held the bags, he walked to the door and smiled at finding Ichigo standing there, looking up at him through his lashes and smiling his secret smile.
“You’re hard to find.” The words drew a chuckle from Sebastian as he looked down, noticing that Ichigo had packed a couple of bags which sat at his feet.
“I try to be considering who would love to kill me, little one,” Sebastian said, watching the smile stretch a bit more before Ichigo bent down and picked up his bags. “Let me show you where we’ll be sleeping.”
Ichigo just hummed and smiled before allowing Sebastian to close the door behind them, taking in the house with a soft sigh of pleasure. He had known he was being watched, stalked. He may not have been able to easily connect with his inner world, but he could, on occasion, meditate until he could talk with them. Fuzzy as it was, the words came in and Shiro had noticed the demon who stalked him.
After that, every time the other male had been near him, some small part of him warmed and drew him to where he was.
But he had to wait just long enough to have his final graduation papers to leave, knowing that he would most likely not come back outside of seeing his sisters. He didn’t want to be there, to see the pity in his friend’s eyes as they ignored the fact that his powers were coming back to him. He was here to enjoy, at the very least, a night where it was all about the pleasure before he left.
His father knew, and so did his sisters, having said their goodbyes. His friends would know when they got the letters. Urahara knew, but that was because the man confronted him about what he was going to do. But it wasn’t as painful as he had been thinking it would be.
He smiled as the demon lead him into the bedroom, placing his bags onto the bed and allowing the other man to open up one of the bags. Within were a mix of paints, brushes, sketch books, bottles of lube, and a few of his personal toys. The leer he got made a flush spread over his cheeks as he remembered using those toys to tease the other man.
“I think that you know my name, but I don’t know yours,” he said as he pulled out his clothes and put them into the drawers that were slightly open and empty. He looked over his shoulder and watched as the black haired man put the toys and lube into a drawer, leaving a bottle out for easy reach. “You can leave the paint brushes and such in the bag. I have my car parked in the little garage down the lane with the rest of my stuff, but I couldn’t leave that bag.”
“I’ll clear a spot near the windows in the living room for you to paint,” Sebastian said, smiling as he put the bag to the side. “And my name is Sebastian. Come here, little one. Let me pamper you. I have noticed that you don’t get pampered enough,” he said, holding his hand out. Ichigo hesitated for just a couple of seconds before taking Sebastian’s hand, getting tugged into his arms.
He sighed softly as the scent of lightening and wild flowers filled his senses, going limp in his hold, shivering in delight. He felt Sebastian smile into his hair, ignoring it to press closer to the other man with a low moan. He stepped back only when the other male stepped back and started to strip him out of his clothing. His sweater was tossed to the side before his t-shirt was pulled off next.
Sebastian coaxed him onto the bed and knelt down to pull off his shoes, putting them just under the bed before he was pulled into standing again. His pants and boxers were quick to follow after, leaving him bare to the other man.
Sebastian just smiled at Ichigo and stroked his hands over his cheeks before undressing himself. Taking his mate’s hand once more, he lead him into the bathroom, the bathtub already full and waiting for them, still steaming with heat. He dropped a small bath bomb into the water and turned the water a bloody red color, which appealed his demonic instincts. But the scent released with fresh rain and woods that made Ichigo sigh as he relaxed even more.
Ichigo stepped into the water with Sebastian’s help, not sitting until the demon had sat down, allowing the other male to pull him back against his chest. He smiled his his braid was pulled forward over his shoulder and unraveled by careful hands, allowing Sebastian to do what he wanted. He sighed as long fingers ran through his hair, allowing it to just float in the water as he sank down into the heat.
Sebastian smiled and continued to run his fingers through the soft hair, and over soft skin, finding the occasional scar to trace. He made a note to ask where his mate had gotten each scar but decided not to ask at the moment. For now he was quite happy with just stroking and touching his little one.
He picked up a bottle of bath wash that was the same color of the bath bomb and used it to wash over Ichigo’s body. He wasn’t looking to arouse just yet, but to soothe and bond with Ichigo, the younger male moving the way he wanted him to, even leaning against the side of the tub, his hair falling around him. Sebastian smiled and leant over the lean body to press a kiss to his shoulder, getting a low hum of pleasure.
Once Ichigo had been washed, Sebastian drained the water and used the shower hose to rinse off the last of the suds off of his body along with the tub. Turning off the water, he stood with Ichigo in his arms, getting a squeak as his mate stared up at him, tilting his head back to stare at him. Smiling slightly, the demon stepped out of the bathtub and allowed him to find his own feet, grabbing a towel to dry the two of them off.
As soon as they were dried, Sebastian once more swept his lover into his arms, holding a brush in one hand and not bothering with clothes. When he had said he was going to pamper his lover, he had meant it. Ichigo just sighed and laid his head against the other man’s shoulders, eyes closing with a smile as he allowed the feeling of safety and care to wrap around him.
He chuckled when he was put onto the middle of the bed, Sebastian sitting behind him and picking up the ends of his hair to start brushing it out. Drawing his knees up, he rested his head onto his knees and groaned quietly as he allowed the demon to brush out his hair.
“Why are you being so nice to me?” Ichigo asked as Sebastian worked his way half way up the length of his hair. Sebastian smiled slightly.
“Every demon and our cousins, the youkai, all feel connections to our lovers and to our mates. It’s like a tug that is connected to our very souls and hearts,” Sebastian drawled as he continued to brush out the long locks. “Our instincts tell us to pamper and love our mates, if we are powerful enough and if it feels right. It feels right with you. I have seen you. You take care of everyone else around you, striving to make it right for them. You deserve to let that control go when you are with me. Let me take care of you.”
He finished with Ichigo’s hair and brushed it to the side, pressing a kiss to Ichigo’s neck as the young male looked at him, chocolate eyes glowing. “And if I give up that control?” he asked, going happily when the other man pulled him into his lap, the demon sitting cross legged with Ichigo sitting sideways in his lap.
“Then you shall not leave this bed until you have been thoroughly pleasured and only then to feed your stomach and relax your used body,” Sebastian stated, smirking at the flood of arousal from his mate. He watched as pink spread over Ichigo’s cheeks. His eyes ran over the leanly muscled body and watched as his lover got hard under his lusty gaze. “The benefits of youth.”
Sebastian trailed his fingers up the underside of the length, watching Ichigo’s eyes go wide at the soft touch, twitching and tensing under the unexpected pleasure.
“Sebastian,” Ichigo breathed out, getting a soft purr from the demon as he bent over to tease a kiss over his lips, just tasting and teasing. His tongue played and coaxed his mate’s into playing, soft sounds of need escaping from Ichigo as he melted into the passion that Sebastian worked to draw from him.
Ichigo huffed as he was laid back onto the bed, Sebastian hovering over him, red eyes dark and filled with his own lust. “So beautiful,” the demon breathed as he ran his fingers through soft hair and spread it out over the pillows. He was rather liking the way the orangered of his mate’s hair looked spread out over the black color of the sheets that he had put on the bedding. They made Ichigo glow as he smirked, shifting so that he could slide his hands down his lover’s side, feeling him press up into his hands.
Ichigo sighed in pleasure and let his eyes close to enjoy the touches, finding that he had missed being touched by people. Outside of his sisters and occasionally his father, he had rarely been touched. But here, now, with Sebastian, feeling his very soul settle and everything just feel right, he was basking in the pleasure of just a simple touch.
Sebastian smiled down at such trust from his lover as his hand stroked up and over a pec, teasing a hard nipple. He got a murmur of pleasure but it wasn’t quite what he wanted. A tweak of the nipple didn’t get him much more than a breath of a moan. He set about to find the spots that would draw the best sounds from his mate.
He shifted to kneel between Ichigo’s long legs, the prone male resting under him and shifting only slightly to get comfortable. Smiling a bit more, he worked to touch and stroke his lover’s body, finding a few spots that got better reactions from Ichigo but the ones that he truly wanted sent a rush of heat through his body.
One sat high on a lean hip and was best worked over with a bit of pressure or a nip of teeth. The sound that he got was nothing short of a keen of sheer lust as the cock so near his head twitched and leaked.
Another one was the sweet little ears that blushed red at the tip. Brushing his fingers over the curve of Ichigo’s left ear, he found a hole that wasn’t closed but obviously had an earring in it before he had come, he smirked at the mewl. He found two more holes in that ear and three in the right, and the moans and writhing were just so very arousing for him.
He laid over his mate, rubbing their groins together slightly and teased one ear as he teased the spot on Ichigo’s hip with his hand, smug about how much pleasure he was creating in his mate. He pulled away when the sounds started to get higher in pitch, the prick against his leaking heavily, kneeling on his knees as he stroked Ichigo’s thighs, helping to come down.
“Sebastian,” Ichigo whined, obviously displeased by the fact that he had sat up as his eyes opened and glared up at him.
“Don’t worry, little one. I’m not stopping,” Sebastian promised as he reached out to grab the bottle of lube that he had left out. Shaking it with a smile, Ichigo hummed and spread his legs in offering, shifting around under him. Leaning over, the demon stole a slow kiss once more, tasting the lust on his mate’s lips as he squeezed out some of the lube, dropping the bottle before he warmed the lube between his hands.
Uncaring at the stickiness on one hand, Sebastian smoothed it over Ichigo’s hip, his other hand sliding down to find the ring of muscles, teasing it with his slicked fingers. Ichigo sighed as he relaxed under the touch, eyes once more sliding shut as he shivered slightly, pressing into the finger encouragingly. Sebastian moaned softly as his finger slipped into the hole easily, eyes flaring with lust.
“Did you play before you came over?” he asked as he slipped a second finger in with a bit more trouble but still easily enough.
Ichigo blushed darkly and shivered, nodding his head. “Yeah,” he moaned as the fingers rocked in and out of him teasingly. “Got to thinking and just...had to,” he breathed, jerking when Sebastian crooked his fingers and found his prostate.
“You’ll have to show me what you did by yourself. I’ve seen you play but I’ve never gotten to see it up close and personal,” Sebastian purred, watching as Ichigo went between blushing and just trying to get the fingers deeper into his body. Chuckling, he added a third as his hand picked up the bottle again and poured more of the lube onto his moving fingers.
Closing the lid and dropping it onto the bed once more, Sebastian worked to make sure that Ichigo was well slicked and opened for him, loving the moans and growls from him. Pulling his fingers free, he coated his prick with the lube, not bothering with a condom. He needed to be skin to skin in all ways with his mate, needed to place his scent deep into the lithe body and mark him as his own.
Ichigo didn’t look as if he was going to protest and hadn’t from the start. Hadn’t even packed up a box of condoms at all himself.
“Now,” Sebastian growled. His canines lengthening slightly as he placed one of Ichigo’s feet against his shoulder while hooking the other over his leg, holding his cock steady as he pressed against the stretched hole. Pressing forward, he watched Ichigo’s face for any kind of pain but only saw pure pleasure on Ichigo’s face, as chocolate eyes widened, glazing over with it.
Sliding in as far as he could, Sebastian rolled his hips and growled at the scream that flew out of Ichigo’s mouth, shuddering hard under. Licking his lips slowly, the demon pulled out before pushing forward, finding that the depth was good but he wanted to take his lover in a certain way. Pulling out, Ichigo whining, he turned Ichigo to lay on his side and pushed one leg up towards his chest, holding it so that he could straddle the other leg slightly and push back in.
He growled at the gasp and shudder from Ichigo as he found new angles in the position. Holding the leg firmly, his other hand curled around Ichigo’s hip, he started to move, Ichigo grabbing a hold of the headboard with one hand as he gasped, pushing back as much as he could in his position. Sebastian hummed and kept his movements languid, rolling and rocking in and out of the body under his.

Ichigo was shivering and mewling by the time that Sebastian started to move harder, faster, tasting the sex on the air, the lean body slick with sweat. Snarling, he pulled free of the tight body and flipped Ichigo over onto his stomach, sliding back in and losing himself in the heat of the bond settling into very souls and the tightness around his cock.
Sebastian shuddered hard, listening to Ichigo’s scream of his name as he came over the bedding, tightening around his cock to an almost painful degree. He gripped Ichigo’s hips hard as he thrust hard, allowing the tightness to drag his own climax out of him, shuddering and spilling deep as he could. Ichigo moaned as he went limp under him, the demon starting to purr much like the cats that he loved so much, holding himself still, hips rocking just very slightly.
He was going to make sure that Ichigo dripped in his scent in all ways that he could.
Pulling free, Sebastian smiled as Ichigo just slumped down onto the bed, somewhat on his side as he hummed. Chuckling, he patted Ichigo’s hip and stood up, smiling softly at his mate. “Stay put. I’ll run a fresh bath to help with any soreness you are feeling,” he promised, Ichigo lifting his hand only enough to wave it, still too blissed out to care.
Chuckling once more, Sebastian did draw a fresh bath but also gathered some juice and fruit pieces that he knew Ichigo enjoyed. Once everything was set up, the tray sitting near the bathtub within easy reach but out of the way, he went to the bed and collected his mate, getting a groan from Ichigo for being moved. It didn’t take long for them to settle in the bathtub, the younger male more aware as he sipped the juice and rehydrate.
“Will you take me away from here?” Ichigo asked suddenly.
Sebastian tilted his head and raised an eyebrow at him. “Why do you want to leave so badly? I noticed that you were trying for universities that weren’t here in Japan,” he asked as he cupped a hand and poured water over Ichigo’s back. He gathered the long hair and twisted it enough to lay over his shoulder.
“They don’t notice the truth of my being, Sebastian. They don’t notice that my power is coming back on it’s own. They all think that my power would stay dead until I died and was in a reiatsu rich environment,” Ichigo said, sighing as he put the cup onto the side of the tub, glad for the way it was built. “They don’t know that I was born into it. It was there when I was created. It was there as I grew within my mother’s womb. It was there when I came out squalling my displeasure about this cold, bright world.” He took a deep breath.
“And it’s still there even though it sleeps,” Sebastian said, Ichigo nodding his head as he looked up at the other man.
“Exactly,” Ichigo said, eyes hurt. “Even my friends do not see it. Except Sado, but he already knew that I was leaving. He’s known since I started to fast track my studies,” he sighed, curling up against him. “He’s going to follow if he can once I know where I’m going.”
Sebastian smiled and tipped Ichigo’s head up, giving him a sweet, slow kiss. “I will help him get citizenship in England. Your paperwork is almost through and Ciel is your touchstone at the moment,” he said, getting blinked at. “From there, we shall go wherever your schooling takes you. I will only give the best to my mate.”
“So you’re going to keep me?” Ichigo asked, feeling something shift and settle firmly, making him sigh and initiate a slow kiss of his own.
“Of course I am,” Sebastian breathed against Ichigo’s lips before snorting. “Is that being that I can feel a hollow?” he asked.
“Something like that. More like a hollowfied zanpakuto spirit,” Ichigo chuckled, going back to lounging in the bed. “You’ll get used to him. So, when do we leave?” he asked.
“I think in about a week and a half. I’ll have to get your friend’s information to start on his paperwork to,” he mused, Ichigo chuckling softly.
“I’ll call him when we come up for air, so to speak,” Ichigo said, Sebastian pressing a kiss to his temple.
Three weeks later and Ichigo had moved into the single story house that was built much like a Japanese traditional house with the English weather in mind. They had been told by Ciel that it was a wedding gift and they had better like it considering what it had taken him to get it built in the end of the winter and the start of the spring weather.
Ichigo loved it which made Sebastian happy. Sado would soon join them, moving into the guest cottage for the time being while he worked as Ciel’s personal assistant. They would both be going to Kingston University, Ichigo going for a forensic psychology while Sado was going for a writing degree with a basic business minor.
They both planned to end up working for Ciel in various parts of his businesses and were training to be a part of his core people that worked hard to fight the dark underworld of England.
When they had gotten back, Ciel had asked how long it would take for Ichigo to get pregnant while he drank his own tea to stop that from happening. The ensuing threats against Sebastian’s dick should it happen before he got through his undergrad program had been marvelous. Undertaker had recorded it to watch later when he was feeling rather down.
Or needed a new way to torture some poor fool who had crossed him.
Sebastian had merely smiled and handed him a box of tea to drink once a week for the next three weeks before he dropped back to once every two weeks to stop that happening. But still he knew that Ichigo would want a baby when he wasn’t so busy with his undergraduate classes. He sighed and watched women with their children whenever they had gone to the main city, both in Karakura and in London.
For now though, they were relaxing and settling into their new lives, getting to know each other. They were also ignoring the fact that everyday Ichigo had to delete several messages from his phone and e-mail every few hours from his pissed off friends. He didn’t want to hear it about him ‘abandoning’ them in their times of need.
The only friends that he was actually keeping in touch with was Urahara, Mizurio, and Tatsuki.
Of course walking in on his lover petting a very familiar black cat had been rather interesting since Ichigo had cursed a blue streak followed by a red streak as he had picked up the cat and tossed it out. And warned her that she was still on his shit list.

The pout from Sebastian had lead to a rather interesting bout of sex in the window seat that had left them limp, sticky and happy.
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