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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 3

~Roses, oh beautiful roses~

~*~

Ciel heard a loud thug as curtains were opened letting bright sunbeams into his bedroom. It was already morning and despite the fact that Ciel couldn’t sleep at all he didn’t feel tired at all. He had spent all night thinking about what had happened before Sebastian left him with his urges. And he had spent whole night comparing his own actions with those he read in books and driving parallels with every little thing he could find similar. In those books it was all about physical attraction, lust. About sex and natural urges. He could think of his sexual arousal as of natural urge, but there was no way for him to drive any parallel with anything natural in his urge to kiss his butler. He felt ashamed, nevertheless he felt sad about how his butler just left him here and now acted as if nothing had happened.

“Young master, there are 3 meetings that you have to attend to today and also Marchioness Frances Midford called to tell about how her daughter couldn’t wait to see you and, even though she tried to stop her, Lady Elizabeth had already decided to pay a visit to you, this evening.”

Ciel was annoyed by calmness and firmness in his butlers voice, it was the usual Sebastian, not the wild beast he had encountered during the night.

‘Maybe he didn’t like it? Oh… That’s it. He did it because I asked him to. He doesn’t care about me at all. He doesn’t want to kiss me or touch me, he does this just to get my soul.’

“I’ll leave you for a moment to bring you your breakfast, young master.”

Ciel didn’t bother to reply or even look up at his butler.

~*~

As day went on Ciel felt more and more depressed about his puzzled feelings and the fact that the one he had those unknown feelings for, didn’t feel even slightly the same, except for that certain someone’s urge to eat Ciels soul was always present, making him even more sorrowful. Since he wasn’t one of those who’d smile much or seem to be joyful about life, no one of humans who he had met today noticed any change in his mood. Even if they would, they wouldn’t care, Ciel remarked in his thoughts, flowing along with the day. Each minute made him drown in his dolorous thoughts a little bit more, overwhelming him with grief.

Just as Ciel was never the one to be joyful, he wasn’t the one to actually want to live except for he lived that he could get revenge on the murderer, who destroyed his parents and childhood, along with his smile. However by the evening he had drowned in his thoughts so deep that a single thought about how nice it would be die right now, and how the revenge wasn’t as important as it seemed whole those 3 years, was the only one that was left. All the others had destroyed his mood and will insanely deep and didn’t even have place in his heart to be thought of. However in moments boy was frustrated and angry again, thinking about how nice it would be for his butler to die instead and leave him alone. But even though his thoughts changed by minutes, there was nothing to change the depressed state boy had drove himself in by the time his cousin came for a visit.

“Ciel! I missed you so much!” Lizzie yelled in her usual, overwhelming with cheer, tears and happiness, voice, ran right to the boy and hugged him so tight that he felt as if his bones were on verge of breaking. She pressed wet kiss on his cheek, as she usually did, making Ciel turn his head slightly more away than he had intended. Somehow his female cousins and fiancées affection scared him, a little. Perhaps it was disgust or maybe he was too much of a child to like the girl. But why had he liked to kiss Sebastian?

“Good evening, Elizabeth, how nice of you to come.” Ciel replied in his monotone voice, trying his best to force a smile out of him only succeeding to make some creepy expression what could mean that he wanted to go to the bathroom or that his body was pierced with a knife and yet he tried to say his last goodbye to someone dear. In other words he failed miserably.

“Lizzie! Call me Lizzie, Ciel, how many times do I have to tell you that?” She smiled her brightest smile, although Ciel had doubts whether she even could have smile that would seem less bright. Sebastian walked forward.

“Lady Midford, please come forth to the guest room. I’ve prepared some Sponge cake filled with butter cream and covered with dark chocolate glaze aswell as finest ceilon tea to go along with it.” He smiled his devilish grin and followed Lizzie and Ciel, who both went to the guest room.

‘Even he is smiling. They all are happy. Why am I the only one who can never be happy?’

They ate and drank in silence except for Lizzie, who at the very beginning told about her maid Paula who made a silly mistake while… This is where she stopped since she noticed that no one was paying attention to her story.

“I shall bring some more tea. Excuse me.” With a firm bow the butler of Phantomhives left two cousins alone.

“Ciel! What’s wrong?” For the first time Ciel heard her fiancée talk in somewhat serious tone.

“As expected, there’s no hiding a thing from you, Elizabeth.” Ciel somewhat succeeded to put on his face a painful smile.

“Why are you so sad? What has happened?”

Ciel didn’t know what to say, he didn’t know how to tell the truth nor how to find a decent lie.

Silence.

“Ciel, is it something about your work?”

‘Work… Oh, work! She doesn’t know a thing about it it.’

“Yes.”

“I can’t allow for something so minor to make you this sad! That’s it, we’re having a party tomorrow evening. I’ll call everyone! And all your friends too. I’ll ask my maids and cook to work in your mansion tomorrow evening, to help your household, and everything will be so pretty and happy!” Sparks of happiness filled Lizzies eyes.

‘However you don’t even realize how much sadder I might feel after a party which I hate.’

But Lizzie stood up before Ciel could even reply to her and gave a rushed hug to the boy.

“I’ll go now! I have to prepare for the party and call everyone! Goodbye, Ciel!” Another careless peck on his cheek and she was gone.

~*~

Another sleepless night filled with sorrowful thoughts. Another useless morning with happy butler who seems to have forgotten about everything, except for this morning he asks something, instead of stating things that have to be done during the day.

“Young master, what is troubling you? Perhaps you still don’t feel well? Or have a fever?” With those words he moved closer, once again intending to press his forehead against Ciels.

“No. Go away!” Ciel stopped him just a moment before their foreheads touched. There was no way that Sebastian wouldn’t obey his masters direct order, especially when he didn’t have his eye patch on.

“Yes, my lord.” He bowed and left the room.

‘Why is he so ignorant. Maybe he has actually forgotten what we did? Or did it disgust him so much that now he refuses to remember it?’

“My lord, I brought you your breakfast. You have the party arranged by Lady Midford this evening so I canceled all appointments you had today so you can rest. It seems that this will be a long night for you.”

Ciel still refused to look up at his butler as well as reply, but he decided that he wouldn’t like him to go on and try to check Ciels temperature once again, so he braced himself and gave a firm nod.

‘What a hateful evening this will be.’

“Ciel!” With a loud scream Lizzie ran into Ciels bedroom and dropped, what it seemed, a heavy box.

“What are you doing here?” Ciel hadn’t woke up enough to brace himself on hiding his surprise which made him talk in unnatural for him way, his voice filled with some kind of emotion.

“I came here to decorate the mansion! Which decorations will look the best, in your opinion? Everything has to be the way you want it, because this party is to cheer you up!”

‘If everything would be the way I want it, then there would be no party at all. And you wouldn’t be here… And Sebastian… He… No, I don’t need him.’

“Blue ones will do.” He casually said and watched his fiancée as she took the box in her clumsy hands and ran out of the bedroom.

~*~

Mansion was filled with people who talked, danced, drank and ate. Everyone was having fun. Everyone, except for Ciel, for who the party was held.

‘So loud.’

His depressing thoughts didn’t seem to leave him at all. He was sitting on a couch and sipping some disgusting liquid which he found a little bit tastier with every sip he took, perhaps because of how it seemed drowning his sorrowful thoughts in its stiff taste. He wanted to leave the crowd and go to his bed, but it would be too impolite of him to do so. Random people, who claimed to be his friends, came closer to him, sometimes even sat beside him to have a random talk about how great the party was going and how good everything tasted. Most of them were drunk and that disgusted Ciel more than loudness and happiness that overwhelmed mansions first floor. He kept drinking that unknown liquid glass after glass, since he couldn’t find anything better to do. He did his best to avoid dancing, he wasn’t hungry nor interested in the party whatsoever. All he did was more thinking and sinking into his depression. He finally braced himself to leave the living room to breathe some fresh air on the balcony. Even though all windows were open, the room, which was filled with people breathing, talking and doing all other activities which party suggested, was insanely hot to be there.

No one was on the balcony and Ciel took a deep breath suddenly getting dizzy. His legs seemed to refuse standing and head begun spinning and he did his best to catch his body against the wall of the balcony not to fall down. And then he cried.

“Young master, what are you doing here?” He heard distant steps nearing and familiar voice calling out for him, but didn’t bother to reply or, at least, stop crying and pretend that nothing was wrong.

“Young master?” This time voice seemed to be really near. Ciel opened his eyes just to see loose figure of his butler, who had sat down on his knees to see Ciels face.

“Young master… What have you been drinking this whole evening?”

“Dunno…” Was short reply which Ciel gave followed by a loud hiccup.

‘What was that… Why can’t I think of anything decent? I can barely talk. What did I drink?’ Boy questioned himself even though he couldn’t think of any answer at all, only having this thought disappear from his mind.

He suddenly felt his body flying up and it took him, what it seemed, a long time to open his eyes and see his butlers face up close and took another long time to understand that he was carried somewhere.

“Where I’m flying?” Ciel couldn’t stop his laugh as he said this. Sebastian was smiling whole this time, but Ciels honest laugh made him smile even wider, slightly baring his fangs which, even if not as big and sharp as in his demon form, he had in his human form.

“I’m carrying you to your bedroom, young master, since you don’t seem to be capable of attending the party any longer.”

“I want to dance!” Boy demanded having joyous sparkles darting through his eyes.

“I wouldn’t suggest dancing, since your body doesn’t seem to work the way you would like it to.”

Ciel suddenly moved in Sebastians hands, making futile attempt of escaping and then suddenly bit his butlers ear, drawing small stream of blood, surprising Sebastian more than enough to succeed in his escape. He luckily landed on his legs and grabbed his surprised butlers hands, pulling him to the living room, where almost everyone now was dancing. He tried hard on making his legs go as straight as possible and avoided tripping or running into some other dancing pair.

“Dance with me!” Boy demanded, putting his butlers hands around his waist. Sebastian judged from how his young master led him to the dance floor that if he held him properly he wouldn’t fall or do major damage to other people who danced in the room, so didn’t resist.

“Fine, young master, but after this dance you won’t resist going to bed.”

Ciel smiled back at his now constantly smiling butler and enjoyed swirling around the dance floor, closing his eyes and trusting his body to his butler, letting him spin the boy around, fly around all the people who were in the living room who mostly kept still in a small spot they had chosen for them and did some boring dance moves there. Ciel didn’t pay attention to anything at all, even as people watched two males swirl around the dance floor and even as his fiancée screamed of how she wanted to dance with him and that she didn’t ask for dance because she wanted to make Ciel happy knowing that he hates dancing. With his eyes closed he laid his dizzy head on his butlers shoulder, or at least he hoped that it was close to it, since he couldn’t reach up so high anyway. His dizzy mind had cast aside all the sad feelings making him feel light and… Happy.

He was flying again. He opened his eyes and took his moment to understand that he was carried once again.

“The dance after which u promised to obediently go to bed has been danced, young master.”

Even though Ciel had problems on getting grip of the situation he didn’t resist since promise was a promise even if he didn’t understand what he was doing or couldn’t think quite straight.

Next time he opened his eyes he was sitting in his bed, being undressed by his butler.

Hot tears began to run down his cheeks once again because of Sebastians touch.

“Young master, what’s troubling you? You’ve been crying a lot recently. You seem depressed and I can’t help, but worry about you.”

‘Why would you worry about me, when you left me like that? You just need my soul…’ His sadness kicked in once again, now with even stronger intensity, making Ciel cry even more.

“Young master, please tell me, what’s wrong.” Sebastian stopped undressing Ciel and tried to look him in his eyes.

“You…” Ciel tried to say all that he felt through his sobs, but ended up crying even more.

“Me?”

“Y…” Ciel braced himself and finally spoke as normal as he could, considering his dizzy state which disapproved of any logical thought Ciel could have “You want only my soul! You don’t care about me at all, even though I… You kissed me! Why did you kiss me and then act as if nothing had happened? You hated it, right? You don’t like me at all. Is it because I’m a boy? In my dreams I can only see you killing me, and that’s how it is. I get it. But it hurts me that you did that… And then…” He began crying again.

“Young master…” For the first time Sebastian seemed to be lost in his thoughts. “I care about you more than you can imagine and I crave for you more than a demon should crave for ones soul.”

“So… So it’s all about the soul.”

“I crave for not only your soul and that is what is most unusual for a demon. I agree that your soul would be the most delicious meal I could ever have, however I’ve been thinking about you more than just of a luxurious meal.”

“What?” Even though Ciel tried his best, he couldn’t get a single word of what his demon was saying. He was too drunk and didn’t understand such thoughts which held deep meaning in them or actually any meaning at all, but Ciel refused to agree to such lengths.

“Young master… I want not only your soul is what I’m saying. And when you asked me to kiss you I went too far and was about the moment where I couldn’t force myself to stop. Also I saw that you were quite frightened by that moment, so I decided to get away from you. Because I care for you.”

Ciel was now trying to set his eyesight on his butlers face, but that was harder than he expected when he opened them.

“Sebastian, why do I feel funny around you?” Boy tried to speak seriously, but ended up having another hiccup which made his butler chuckle.

“That, young master, is up to you to figure out. But now that I know that, I shall restrain myself from getting too intimate with you, for example I shall stop checking your temperature with my forehead.”

“N-no! Sebastian, do you feel funny around me too?” Another hiccup, another chuckle.

“Why, young master, what an interesting way to say it. Yes I do.”

“Then keep doing that… Keep getting close… Just don’t run away once you do it!”

Ciel had never sounded more like a child during those 3 years. Only now the boy realized how much he had lacked his sleep in those 2 sleepless nights, but he forced himself not to fall asleep. Not now.

“Young master, you should go to sleep. And if that’s what you wish for, then I shall permit myself to do as I did until now. And I did not run away, I simply stopped because I thought that you have a fever and that you aren’t aware of your own actions.”

“I was so hot because of you, you idiot!” With a hiccup boy failed fighting against his sleep and fell asleep, his body heavily falling into his butlers waiting arms.

“What a fascinating human you are, young master. You don’t cease to amaze me.”

~*~

‘I’m going to throw up. My head is going to explode. I’ll die today, for sure. Just what the hell happened yesterday?’

Ciel tried his best on recalling recent events while holding his head in his hands. It felt as if it was going to leave him if he wouldn’t do so, but as he did so it felt as if it was only progressing the process of his brain blowing up process. Fresh air which was now flowing inside his bedroom through the opened window seemed sharp and unwelcome inside of his body but he kept breathing deeply, accepting all the feelings he got from each breath he took, concentrating on those so he wouldn’t need to throw up. His memory was failing on him and a single thought of the disgusting drinks he had yesterday was making his stomach turn inside out.

Sebastian walked into his bedroom with a firm smirk and a glass of water.

“Young master, would you want some breakfast?” Butler knew very well of how humans reacted to such proposals while having hangover, but he couldn’t stop himself from teasing his young master.

“I want to throw up, Sebastian. Can’t you see that I’m in no state to eat? I’m sick, now for real!”

“My young master, I’m well aware of your condition which hardly could be considered a sickness, but it is my duty to offer you some food.”

Ciel clicked his tongue in response and accepted glass of cold liquid his butler was handing out to him.

He bought the glass to his lips and then quicly removed it.

“I can’t, I’m going to throw up because of this too.”

“You have to drink a lot of water, young master. I doubt that you will throw up just because of this.”

Boy glared at his butler and took a small sip.

After some pause he finally spoke.

“Sebastian, what on earth happened yesterday?”

Sebastian couldn’t stop smirking at his masters question and for a moment thought of what he should answer.

“You drank wine, I believe so, while I wasn’t watching over you, since you didn’t want me to be around. You drank quite a lot of it and then you asked me to dance with you.”

Blush rose in to Ciels face as he lowered his gaze in shame

“What did you do then?”

“I danced with you, young master, because you wouldn’t go to sleep otherwise.”

Blush in boys face seemed to deepen

“Why didn’t you stop me?”

“I couldn’t. You even went as far to bite me.”

Ciels face now was crimson and his eyes were searching for some place where he could hide and never come out.

“I bit you? Where?”

“My ear, young master. I must agree that you are the first human who has done so.”

‘Just how much could I do while drunk? This is why I hate drunk people who aren’t aware of their own actions! Did I do more?’

“And what happened after that?”

“I carried you to your bed, young master and then you fell asleep.” Even though Sebastian was tempted to tell Ciel about all the embarrassing things they had discussed yesterday, before his young master fell asleep, he found it far too exciting to tease the boy afterwards, now, that he knew how he felt. Sebastian indeed thought that when boy asked for a kiss it was due to his fever and subconscious needs of his body. But now it seemed to excite him, the way his young master actually wanted to be touched by the demon, but didn’t remember that he was the one to confess that.

“Was that all?” Ciels blush seemed to fade a little as he felt distant feeling of relief flowing inside of his body.

“Yes, young master, you did nothing else.” Sebastian hid ‘except you talked, not did’ inside of his smirk and moved away from his young masters bed.

“I shall go and cancel all your appointments for today as well, young master.” He bowed and walked out of the bedroom leaving Ciel with his embarrassment and half full glass.

“Sebastian, give me some medicine against this fierce headache!” Boy raised his voice a little bit more than he thought that he would, but didn’t get any reply from his butler.

‘He must be already gone, in his demonic speed. What should I do to stop this pain? Why did I bite him and want to dance with him? I’ll never drink again. I didn’t even know that I was drinking, it’s not fair! Does that mean that everyone saw me… With him? I should stop thinking about this. I don’t even remember it. I don’t even know that he told me truth!’ Ciel was trying to calm himself down, but deep inside he knew that devil couldn’t lie to him because he was his devil.

Pain in his head was getting worse with each minute so he decided to close his eyes and think of something nice, even though he was too ashamed to have nice thoughts.

‘What if ordered Sebastian to kiss me again, even though I’m so angry at him? That would probably be such a waste… To taste his lips, even though he wouldn’t like it, and not remember about it today. It’s so good that I didn’t do anything like that, because I couldn’t forgive myself… If I was to forget something like that. I’m not that demon who probably forgot that on a purpose. But I want… Him to remember that. My breath, my lips and I want to be touched by him… And remembered. And enjoyed. What’s wrong with me?’ Even though Ciel realized that he was thinking most indecent things he couldn’t stop himself.

~*~

Sebastians eyes were darting from Mey Rin, who just broke an ancient, beautiful porcelain vase to Bardroy who was trying to explain that cooking is an art which had to involve the explosion, that just blew up half the kitchen of the Phantomhives mansion. He was used to uselessness of Phantomhives household, but he hated it the most, when all he was able to think of was going back to his young master, instead of cleaning up the mess those useless people had made. He sighed and asked them to leave the mansion for some time. They did as they were told and Sebastian took his 5 minutes to clean everything up by turning ruins into kitchen and perfectly fixing the vase, thinking of the best ways of how to tease his young master after his confessions. His firm demonical smirk came across his face as he remembered the research his young master was doing in the library.

“Young master, have you recently attended the roses?” He came into boys bedroom with a medicine that was supposed to relieve boys pain.

“What? Why would I do that?” Boy seemed rather annoyed because of demons unreasonable questions during his worst headache.

“You did quite the research on their… Reproduction, as it seems.”

Ciels eyes widened as he remembered his lies about how he wanted the roses to be well, as he felt heat rising into his head when thinking of how he never mentioned their reproduction.

He didn’t even want to ask, why would his butler imply reproduction of the roses when he clearly hadn’t even thought of it before, but it was obvious that the demon was waiting for the answer as Ciels eyes tried to look through his sheets as if to see first floor of his mansion.

“I haven’t had time to attend to them recently. How are they?” He tried to make his research seem needless, even though he knew that this talk was simply about the research, not the roses.

“Well, we could both go and see them in the evening, since you have nothing to do today and you should be feeling better by then.” Smile never left butlers face, ever since he walked into Ciels bedroom.

“If I do feel better, which I highly doubt, we could.” Ciel tried to sound as natural as he could, even though he was worried, annoyed and in pain.

“You should get more sleep, young master.” Sebastian said as he closed recently opened curtains. They closed with unpleasant thug, as if they wanted to let more sunbeams into the dark and cold room of the mansion and felt highly displeased by being refused to do so. Thug echoed through Ciels ears as he covered his head with one of his pillows so he wouldn’t have to hear any sounds in his mansion, even though even the pillow seemed to be quite loud on his head, aside from his blood that was painfully loud while pulsating in his veins. Everything seemed too loud and way too alive for him at the moment so he forced his eyes closed and didn’t bother to stay awake.

Next time he woke up, was already evening. He felt much better, his head wasn’t agonizing him anymore and his stomach wasn’t going to turn inside out anymore. His room was filled with scent of berries which Sebastian bought along with some berries tea, making Ciel deeply breathe in the freshness of the air.

“How are you feeling, young master?”

“Much better.”

“Then we can go check out the wellbeing of your precious roses?” Sebastians question sounded more like a fact. Boy didn’t reply, he simply gave a slight nod as he proceeded in consuming the wonderful cold berries which tasted greatly after all he had suffered through.

He was dressed up, as usually and led out of the mansion in the usual manner. But something felt off. Perhaps it was the fact that they both knew about the research Ciel was actually doing or perhaps because Ciel was afraid of getting more questions about his research.

As they entered the rose garden all Ciels thoughts seemed to fade away. The garden was filled with red, white and blue roses, making Ciels heart feel calm and pleased. Everything about this garden was beautiful. Ciel took a deep breath of the roses filled air and stepped forward to the small tea house they had in the middle of the garden. He sat there and kept looking at the beautiful roses forgetting about his butlers existence completely. He indeed did love the roses.

“Young master, after all the research you did, you probably should be aware of how to take care of the little problem that rose-bush has” Sebastian pointed at the bush, which was filled with small , yet beautiful white roses, “ Perhaps you could be as kind as to tell me, what is the salvation to that problem, so I could take care of it in your stead, since, as you yourself said, you don’t have enough time, even though you’re filled with the knowledge.”

The bush seemed perfectly fine to Ciel. He didn’t know what to reply, but he knew that if he said that he sees nothing wrong in it, Sebastian will know, that he knows nothing about the roses. They both stepped into the little cage-alike, covered in roses garden house.

“Young master, are you allright? Why don’t you reply?”

“Yes… It’s just…” Ciel was speechless when it came to roses. He sat down in front of the glass table and tried to bring himself to say something reasonable, but came up with nothing.

“Young master, do you have any clue of how to take care of roses?” This time Sebastian asked, looking into boys eyes, making him spit out the sad truth.

“No.”

“Then what were you doing in that library back then? Learning about sex, perhaps?” This time the demon was smirking whilst looking into eyes of the flushed child. Ciel didn’t reply, but it was clear, that what Sebastian had said was true.

“Young master, you don’t have to be ashamed of such things. On top of that, I’m quite aware that you’re interested in me and it’s not your fever, that is taking over your consciousness.”

Ciels eyes were now filled with true surprise as he was looking into his butlers eyes.

“Young master…” Sebastians face got closer to Ciels as he kept whispering his words against his face “I do care about you more, that just stealing away your soul.” He leaned even closer, letting his lips brush against Ciels “I don’t understand myself, what am I urging for, when it comes to you.” His hot breath was darting Ciels mouth. Both of their eyes were closed, they were simply breathing each other in. “Young master, order me to kiss you and I will never pull away unless you want so. I will never let go of you and I will never run away. But please, be aware that I might lose myself and that there might come moment where I can’t get away from you even if you want so.”With these words Ciel lost his mind, he simply refused to think.

“Call me Ciel, when we’re close like this.” Ciel whispered back to his butler and pressed his lips against Sebastians harder, losing himself, or what he believed was himself. He left all the thoughts and unease he had inside long outside the garden house and didn’t think at all as he slid his hands around his butlers neck, leading him to sit down, right next to Ciel, not breaking apart the kiss. Excitement and feelings that Ciels heart felt at that moment completely took away his need to breathe or feel any humanly needs, the only need inside him was lust. He felt hot, his heart felt like it was bleeding and he could feel the blood flowing down it. He felt the pulsating sensation in his temple as well as in his crotch. Suddenly Sebastian pulled away.

“Breathe.” Yet another sweetest, uncold look on Sebastians face was present. Those eyes were the most beautiful. Those glowing, bloody red, burning with passion eyes. Now Ciel finally realized how much he loves them, how much they turn him on. He breathed heavily into his butlers face, showing the dirtiest expression one could ever imagine, not caring less about how he looked right now. His lips were swollen and red from the kiss, his eye was half closed, but looking deeply into Sebastians beautiful eyes, turning boy on even more. Sebastian was looking back, obviously lusting for more, breathing heavier than ever, but then he suddenly pulled away.

“So, then, young master, it’s getting dark already. You should take a bath and go to sleep.”

Ciel was thunderstruck by the sudden stop and change of the mood.

“Wont you do anything more?”

“Young master, we really should stop today.”

“But I don’t want to stop!”

Sebastian smirked.

“Young master, I’ll go prepare your bath.” He said as he walked away, simply leaving his young master taken aback and sitting with an unreadable expression and obvious tightness in his shorts.

Boy sat there for a while, trying to collect his thoughts and then stood up and slowly walked out of the rose garden.

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I promise you, I'll give u plenty of lemons. :D

~Still not english. Still want my mistakes to be corrected.

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