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Mending Ties in Paris	By : finnian4ever Category: > Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji ???) Views: 2593 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ciel jerked slightly as he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up quickly and found himself staring into a pair of warm red eyes, reflecting light from the city below. Sebastian was kneeling down in front of him, observing him silently. Ciel's face was filled with sorrow and anguish, and he didn't even try to hide it.
"What…the hell are you doing here?" He asked brokenly, the words not matching up with his tone in the slightest.
"I couldn't very well let you get away, now could I?" Sebastian asked softly, and to Ciel's utter surprise he pulled a crisp white cloth from his pocket and gently dabbed at his wet cheeks.
"Why not?" Ciel asked, blinking slowly as the cloth brushed his damp eyelashes, "Isn't that what you want? To be rid of me? No one could blame you, could they?"
Sebastian closed his eyes briefly as he tried to determine how to go about bringing Ciel back around to him. While he was at work drying Ciel's eyes, he let his other hand hold the side of the boy's head, long fingers threading slightly through the dark hair.
"I cannot deny that I have thought about it, but master, tell me you have not thought the same about me at some point?"
Ciel glared at him a bit, and Sebastian was not sure if he should be glad or apprehensive about the spark he saw there in his teary blue eyes.
"Never." Ciel said, quiet but firm. "I honestly cannot imagine my life without you, even if you are acting like such a bastard now."
The older demon seemed almost stunned by these words, and his mouth opened for a quick second before he spoke,
"Master, I…" Sebastian trailed off and ran his fingers through his hair, an almost nervous gesture that made Ciel wonder what Sebastian was so hesitant to say. He was not being cold right now…what did that mean? "Master, I know I have been a bit…reserved, as of late, but I have been trying to sort out my thoughts."
"So you needed to act like a stone statue just to do some thinking?" Ciel asked, a little more life in his voice now.
"I've had a lot to go over in my mind." Was the response, but it was not good enough for Ciel.
"My mind has been a whirring hive of unanswered questions for months, ever since I was turned this way, and I think I've done nothing but come out of my shell despite how far you were retreated into yours. What's your excuse?!"
Sebastian put the cloth away, the tears having stopped flowing from Ciel's eyes.
"I don't need an excuse, per se, master. I was merely reacting to a new environment. In a way, it was a defense mechanism, as was your increasingly independent spirit."
Ciel was silent for a few seconds as he considered how much sense Sebastian's words made. Then he remembered the incident at dinnertime and he tossed consideration aside.
"If you were just 'defending yourself' while you were 'thinking', then why did you trick me?" He said, and he could see that he had Sebastian's attention as the butler cocked his head slightly to the side. "Why did you lie to me? You fed me a human soul without even telling me, or even teaching me what to do!"
"You were starving master," Sebastian said, trying to keep his voice calm for his master's sake, "I knew you were hesitant to make your first kill, but I was not going to sit around and wait for you to lose your scruples while you wasted away."
"Would I have wasted away? I don't even know that much about myself now!"
Sebastian knew that Ciel was making valid, truthful points, but he could not help but want to go on the defensive.
"You needed to eat, how many more times do you want me to say it? Without resorting to tricks you wouldn't have been able to fend for yourself."
"What did you want me to do!?" Ciel said, his voice louder now but not nearly shouting, "You won't tell me anything I need to know. I'm completely lost and I have no way of knowing how I'm supposed to live."
"You never asked, my lord." Sebastian said, sounding a little exasperated.
"I shouldn't have to!" Ciel rebuffed, "How am I supposed to know how to order you if I don't even know what to order you to teach me?"
Sebastian felt his lips twitch with the temptation to smile at the slightly cumbersome nature of the boy's sentence before he frowned, stood up, and said,
"You could simply tell me to teach you about being a demon. Period. No more or less would be required for me to help you. You should know this. "
"I don't want to have to order you around for everything like some slave driver." Ciel muttered, "I would hope that…you could see that I'm a better person than that."
Had Ciel been looking at Sebastian he would have seen his face soften at the words. He ruined his opportunity to see it at all with his next sentence,
"But then again you haven't been making any effort to see anything beyond your duty, have you? Not like before, when you almost seemed nice at times. I'm the one who's changed, I thought you'd at least—"
Anger flared behind those red eyes and Sebastian reached down and took hold of Ciel's shoulders roughly. He lifted Ciel up to look into his face, making the boy flinch.
"My entire way of life has changed, master!" He nearly hissed, "Don't you dare think that this transition has only affected you! I'm not used to being attached to anyone outside of a contract and you know as well as I that regardless of species everyone craves their own freedom!" Ciel's eyes were wide as Sebastian spoke, low and harsh, almost shaking him as if trying to make him understand.
"I was…I was frightened myself, my young lord."
Ciel's lips parted as he tried to comprehend the words. Sebastian? Frightened? But as the demon moved his eyes away from Ciel's the boy knew he was not lying. Of course, he never did.
"What about me…frightened you?" Ciel asked very softly, unable to keep the question from slipping past his lips. Sebastian lowered Ciel so that his bare feet once more touched the cold stone, but he kept his hold on Ciel's shoulders. His butler shook his head, eyes still gazing downward as he answered,
"I hated the idea of you becoming a devious taskmaster, like you said. I couldn't bear the thought of being enslaved to your every whim without there being some…connection between us stronger than the bounds of our contract."
Ciel's heart skipped a beat, and Sebastian seemed to sense it, his eyes glancing up purposefully toward Ciel's once more. It was the boy's turn to avoid the other's gaze as the words sunk in. Sebastian slowly released his arms, letting him lean back against the wall again.
"That's what…I was worried about." Ciel said.
There was a very long pause in which they both simply stared into the other's eyes. Finally Sebastian sighed and raised one hand to brush Ciel's cheek with the back of his fingers, as if cherishing him. Ciel's heart skipped again as the contact reached him deeply.
"I am so sorry that I drove you to tears, young one…" Ciel drew in a quiet breath; Sebastian had never apologized for anything, much less called him anything like that before, like Ciel was an underling in his care. Which was exactly what he wanted to be…
"I have come to care for you very much and I just had to struggle with that realization. I suppose the both of us have been fighting our battles alone these past few months."
Ciel nodded ever so slightly as Sebastian continued, sounding so much like his usual self and yet still so different as his tone was genuinely kind and still unsure,
"So the way I see it, here is the solution; I will no longer close myself off to you. I will be by your side as I always was and always will be, to guide you as I should have been doing. As for you…"
Ciel wanted to frown at the very implication that he would actually have to put for any effort to mend this situation, especially after hearing such a heartfelt commitment from Sebastian. Instead his blue eyes widened, as he waited eagerly to hear what Sebastian would say.
"…Just swallow that damn pride of yours every once in a while and bloody ask me anything you want to know. I'll teach you everything."
Sebastian leaned down and pressed his forehead to Ciel's, making his heart begin to race. He could smell Sebastian's heavy, male scent that had always made him think adult thoughts that he knew he shouldn't. He could feel Sebastian's warm breath on his cheek as he spoke again, so very soft and almost vulnerable,
"Please don't change any more than you have to, master…I care for you just as you are."
If these words had not startled Ciel enough, Sebastian's next actions certainly did. The older demon wrapped his arms around the slighter body and pulled him in close. When Ciel did not push him away or resist his touch apart from stiffening in confusion, Sebastian began to stroke his small back and kiss his cheeks softly. Ciel made a small sound like a hum, and Sebastian pressed the side of his face to Ciel's as he whispered,
"Please…please don't change…my perfect Ciel…"
Ciel's body melted beneath the soft words and touches, and he leaned into his butler's arms, wrapping his own around the firm waist. He had not let anyone embrace him in a very long time, and he found he had actually missed it. As much as he enjoyed it, the cold was seeping into his bare feet and he began shivering.
"Sebastian, I'm cold." He muttered into Sebastian's chest. The older demon rubbed his shoulders briskly and made a small sound.
"Back to the hotel?" Sebastian asked. "I'll build up the fire and wrap you in that new blanket that you bought yesterday."
"That sounds nice."
When his butler moved back, Ciel continued to clutch him, and the words slipped out before he could stop them,
"I'd rather you carry me….like you used to." He felt heat rising in his cold cheeks as he saw Sebastian's smile, and he stared at the ground.
"Of course, my lord." Sebastian replied, and scooped him up into his arms. "It would be a pleasure."
As Sebastian began to leap from building to building and the cool wind rushed around them, Ciel pulled his arms tighter around his strong neck and said,
"You just said you didn't want me to change, so I'll try not to."
"Thank you, master." Sebastian's voice was soft, and almost happy.
"Sebastian, why do I still feel the cold?" Ciel asked, "I thought…I thought that demons could not be affected by the elements of the human world."
There was a small chuckle from his butler, and Ciel could feel it in his nose which was buried against the side of Sebastian's neck.
"It is true that we are not affected normally, but that does not mean we cannot feel, my lord. Pain is not something foreign to us. As you recall I was injured many times in my earlier service to you, and I did feel it, but I was just less affected by it than a human would be. You, on the other hand," Sebastian's hands tightened a bit around his small charge as he plummeted a few hundred feet to a lower roof, "have much leftover human conditioning. I would assume that this means that you are affected when a natural-born demon would not be. Unfortunately, to my knowledge there have never been any demons born the way you were, so we have no basis for comparison as far as knowing if your still-human-like sensitivity to the world will linger forever or wear off over time."
"Hmm…" Ciel hummed, lifting one of his hands to hold on in Sebastian's long flowing black hair. "To be honest…I don't want all of my humanness to fade. Even when I was human I think I was too closed off to things that I should have felt. I'd hate to stop feeling those things now that I have the opportunity to feel them forever."
"I for one hope that it doesn't fade." Sebastian murmured.
"What?" Ciel asked in surprise. "Why is that?"
"Because," Sebastian said, yet again tightening his grip on Ciel, "if you stopped feeling the cold you would have no reason for me to wrap you in blankets. If you stopped feeling the heat I would no longer need to cool your skin with a cold cloth. If you could no longer tasted human food how would I cook or bake for you every day? If you truly became just like I or my brethren, and had no sense of human elements or pleasures…" Sebastian trailed off for a second before finishing, "Then you might realize that you have no further use for me. If you can fend for yourself as a demon, you would have no need for me to remain by your side."
Ciel was overcome by a stunned silence as he considered these heartfelt words from the older demon. He'd had no idea that Sebastian had been thinking such things. Not even for one moment had he considered that Sebastian might be as afraid of Ciel sending him away as Ciel was of Sebastian leaving him. Finally Ciel gathered his voice and said, in a tone that mimicked the one he used to employ when brushing off a serious moment,
"That's absurd, Sebastian! Like I'd ever let you off the hook so easily when we're bound together by a contract!" The older demon smiled, Ciel could feel it in the few inches of jaw that lowered against his forehead, and Ciel went on, encouraged, "It wouldn't matter if I truly needed you or not, your obligation is to ever ready in case I do need you. Isn't that right?"
The words, familiar to the point of exhaustion, came as a low, nearly seductive purr,
"Yes, my lord."
Ciel hid his own grin deep in the side of Sebastian's neck.
Moments later Sebastian landed on the hotel balcony, and carried Ciel through the glass doors to his room. He sat Ciel down on the side of the bed and left him there to make up the fire as he had said. The warmth of the blaze pleased Ciel, and his feet throbbed pleasantly with the change in temperature. His butler returned to him then, unfolding the blanket that he had lifted from a nearby chair and draping it around Ciel's shoulders. It was incredibly soft, the color of sapphires, as Ciel seemed to favor blue for nearly everything he owned. Sebastian continued to tuck the blanket around his waist, his hips, thighs, and down his legs.
He knelt down in front of Ciel as though to wrap the blanket around his feet as well, but instead cupped one of the small feet in his silk-gloved hands. Ciel shuddered at the warm that incased his frozen toes, and he let his eyes fall closed as Sebastian slowly began to rub his foot.
Of all the things that Sebastian had done for him , he had never massaged Ciel's feet before. Ciel had of course considered requesting such a service of him in the past, but never acted on the desire. Now he wished he had. He was beyond caring about what was proper, and he slowly lifted his leg, silently inviting Sebastian to rub farther than his feet. The older demon took the hint and slowly massaged his way up one creamy white leg to the knee, before starting on the other. Slow and deep Sebastian's long fingers brought warmth and pleasure to Ciel's chilled flesh. He had never felt anything like it before.
"Se…Sebastian…" Ciel breathed, to which the butler replied,
"What is it, master?"
"Have you ever…thought about…" Ciel stopped himself, angry with himself for hesitating as always.
"You can ask me anything, young master, I hope you understand that now."
Ciel nodded and tried again, his voice coming out stronger but also a little rushed as if he had to force out the words before he lost his nerve,
"Have you ever thought about touching me before?"
There, he had asked the one question that had been nagging at him since he realized what such 'touching' involved, after he had met Sebastian. He had tried to ignore it, tried to suppress the improper thoughts, but now….what the hell.
Sebastian did not seem shaken by the question, and stopped to look up into Ciel's very red face. His smiled was reassuring as he answered,
"You'll come to find that as a demon such lustful thoughts can and do occur if our eyes fall upon anyone who is not blatantly hideous."
"I…I've noticed that already…actually." Ciel muttered, and pulled the blankets up closer to his mouth. Why had he told him that? Well, he supposed it was only fair that he was honest too.
"Have you now?" Sebastian asked, smiling even wider, "Had I not been so busy sulking I would have wondered when that would begin to happen to you."
"So, you've thought about touching…me? Before?"
Sebastian lowered his head to brush his lips against Ciel's ankle, making his breathing begin to speed up.
"Naturally, my lord. Yours is one of the most beautiful forms I have encountered."
Ciel's breath nearly stopped altogether. He summoned up enough to say,
"C-considering how long you have been alive, that is…no small compliment. Thank you."
Sebastian raised his head, and actually scooted up close to Ciel, his arms sliding causally around the boy's waist and his chest pinning his slender legs against the side of the mattress. The heat of his body kept those legs warm.
"Did you truly just thank me for something?" The older demon asked. "Because according to my impeccable memory, that would be a first."
"Be prepared for a lot of 'firsts'." Ciel said, "I intend to live from here on out, and the first step is directness. I don't ever…don't ever want to lie to you again, Sebastian."
"Oh, did you lie to me before?" Sebastian asked in a whimsical tone, his hands snaking up Ciel's back, making him shiver beneath the new blanket.
"Of course I did," Ciel protested, his pride somehow hurt that Sebastian would even hint that he had not been convincing. "all the time."
Sebastian merely shook his head, leaning it into Ciel's lap. Ciel's heart rate sped up significantly as Sebastian spoke and his jaw moved against his groin.
"You were never hard to read, even with that delightfully stone-cold mask, my young lord. Not to me. Unlike most, I had a connection to you. I could always sense when you needed me, and that didn't always mean when you were in danger. It meant whenever you were deeply troubled. Whenever you were afraid. Whenever you were aroused, even."
"What!?" Ciel asked, in a hoarse voice that would have been a shout if he hadn't asked so quickly.
"Yes, my lord. Whenever you needed me in any way, emotional or physical, I was aware of it. So in a very real sense it was, and is, impossible for you to lie to me."
Ciel tried to absorb this information as Sebastian began to nuzzle his head against Ciel's lap like an affectionate cat. He swallowed hard and said,
"If that is true, then…then you should know…"
"That you need me now." Sebastian finished for him, bringing one of his hands around to stroke the top of Ciel's thigh. "oh yes, I know."
Ciel made a small sound and Sebastian leaned up to place a soft kiss on his cheek.
"Will you let me sate your need, master? I've been aware of it for so long, how it eats at you. Will you let me?"
"Y-yes…" Ciel breathed against Sebastian's lips as the older demon brushed them against his own. Just the lightest of touches, but it sent a jolt down through Ciel's stomach. "…god, yes…"
In the next second, his mouth was gently plied by a soft pair of lips that he had spent years watching, and wondering if they were really as soft as they looked. Hell yes they were.
Ciel's eyes closed and he began breathing audibly as the kisses came closer and closer together, most of them soft and sweet, others more firm and insistent. He felt a stirring in his loins and he shifted his legs a little between Sebastian's chest and the bed. Sebastian's fingers slid up into his hair, making the back of Ciel's neck tingle pleasantly. Sebastian drew back slowly to look into Ciel's face. The boy opened his eyes and looked back at him.
"Are you ready for what I'm about to do to you, young master?" The older demon's free hand began caressing Ciel's hip suggestively, while his red eyes stared Ciel down with their lust-clouded gaze. Ciel licked his freshly-kissed lips and nodded, swallowing before answering aloud,
"You already know; I've been ready for a long, long time. I won't waste one more moment."
Sebastian grinned and his nimble fingers reached into the blanket encasing his master to begin unbuttoning his shirt. He clucked his tongue as he saw that the buttons were one off.
"Really, my lord, you must learn to dress yourself if you ever intend to go wandering off alone."
Ciel huffed, trying to cover just how fast his heart was pounding as his shirt was opened and the air touched his flesh. It was really happening. Sebastian was really going to make love to him…
Suddenly he wanted to feel Sebastian's skin too, wanted to see it fully exposed and free of that infernal, albeit handsome, butler suit. He reached out with trembling fingers and with little grace, yanked at the loop in Sebastian's black tie. He pulled the length of it from Sebastian's neck, and began on the little white buttons at his collar. Before he could make it any further he was halted in his efforts by Sebastian leaning in and planting wet, open-mouthed kisses on his stomach and chest. Ciel gasped, tensing at the pleasant sensation.
"Your mouth is so warm." He murmured, letting his hands slip over Sebastian's shoulders for a moment to enjoy what was being done to him. His butler proceeded to lick and suck what seemed like every inch of his flesh from his waistband to his neck, while Ciel's heart pounded faster and faster and his arousal became harder and harder. He had never felt anything like this. It was better than any dream he had ever entertained.
"St-stop a moment." He demanded softly after several moments. Before Sebastian could ask why he had made him stop, Ciel almost violently returned to the task he had abandoned, and all but tore Sebastian's jacket down his shoulders. "Take this off. And the shirt. Just…all of it, take it all off."
Ciel's verbal stream of thought made Sebastian smile as he hastily obeyed, his own breath coming faster. Ciel shucked his own shirt as well, to distract himself from the sight of Sebastian stripping off right there on his knees.
"God, I'm so excited, Sebastian." Ciel said in such a genuinely innocent voice that Sebastian's eyes softened as he slipped his now bear arms around the boy. Ciel sighed at the touch of flesh on flesh, and he actually hugged Sebastian's head in to his chest. "Your hair feels nice on me…" He whispered, stroking it with his small fingers.
"Hmmm…" Sebastian hummed softly, sliding his fingers down Ciel's sides and ignoring the almost violent jump of nerves under the skin as he went, gripped the waistband of his pants. In a few quick movements, he had them down Ciel's legs and thrown elsewhere. Ciel gasped again as he was so quickly exposed, and could feel the blush creeping over his cheeks.
"My, my." Sebastian crooned, and Ciel jumped as his hot breath bathed his upright member. "you truly are excited, my lord." The boy could almost feel Sebastian's eyes between his slender legs. "Your parents were true nobility, following protocol and having their firstborn son circumcised," he continued in a more clinical tone.
"Shut up!" Ciel spat, but the retort sounded weak even to his own ears.
"I did not mean to offend, my lord. Besides, without foreskin you can feel so much more…"
"Sebas…" Ciel let the rest of the name fade on his lips as he wriggled a bit, waiting for Sebastian to touch him. Unexpectedly, Sebastian turned his head in Ciel's close embrace and flicked at one of Ciel's nipples with his hot tongue. Ciel let out a pleased breath, and his arms tightened on Sebastian's head, encouraging him to continue. He did so, flattening his tongue against the little peak and laving it with a care that spoke of much experience.
"Hm…ah…AH!" Ciel began to make sounds, unable to keep silent as Sebastian clamped his mouth down and began to suck. "dear…god…" He whimpered, his body feeling like it was going to gelatin and swaying forward where he sat. Sebastian's arms held him steady as he continued his assault. He thoroughly sucked both nipples before Ciel was gasping for breath and clutching at him.
"Your nipples must be a very sensitive erogenous zone for you." Sebastian said in a husky voice, pulling his head away from the circle of Ciel's arms. Ciel looked at him with wide, bright eyes. His face was flushed a little, and he was still breathing hard.
"Yea…guess so." He answered vaguely. "But, what about…"
His blue eyes unconsciously traveled down to the apex of his legs, silently finishing the question.
"Impatient, are we?" Sebastian purred, rubbing Ciel's back with his warm, bare hands. Ciel shivered.
"No," Ciel said a bit roughly, "just really hard."
Sebastian's chuckle warmed a place deep in his stomach,
"Same thing, really."
He spread Ciel's legs slowly and took a good look at him, observing every detail; the rosy hue of the slender but decently large shaft, the hairless pink globes at the base, and the single pearl of liquid crowning the very tip. Sebastian had to pause to lick his own lips. He had observed this particular part of Ciel's anatomy without his knowledge plenty of times in the past during his butler duties, but never had he seen Ciel erect. His length increased impressively when he was aroused, and it made Sebastian have to catch his breath. Human bodies…they would never cease to surprise him.
Little did he know that while he had knelt back on his haunches to look at Ciel, Ciel was now able to see all of Sebastian's body as well. His mouth watered at the sight of the tight abs, flat stomach, and lean waist. Of course his eyes did not stop there but dropped down to what he had expected to be a monster of a cock. Something in Ciel's mind had told him that Sebastian must have been far and above any human male even in his human form, which meant he must be much larger…but he was not. He was on the blessed side, but not overly so. His excitement was standing straight up in the air, unlike Ciel's, which was simply pointing forward at the moment. He was a deep reddish pink, his balls an even darker shade that seemed closer to maroon. Intensely curly black hair grew in a single wide thatch just above the base of his cock, and everything else was completely bare. Ciel briefly wondered if he meticulously shaved the rest. He tossed the absurd notion aside as he became aware of his butler stroking the inside of his sensitive legs.
He thrust his hips forward slightly without thinking about it, as if trying to close the distance between those slowly approaching hands and his eager cock. The long-awaited moment finally came, and Sebastian's warm hand closed around Ciel's excited flesh. He let out a short breath, biting his full bottom lip as that lovely hand began to feel him, cup him, play with him. A small whine escaped his throat as Sebastian added his other hand to the equation, softly caressing the strip of flesh directly beneath his testicles. It was exquisite teasing, and he could barely sit still. His breath came in audible pants every now and again, and his eyebrows drew together in a pained expression of pleasure.
"You're so lovely, young master." Sebastian said softly, as he began to grip his cock tighter and move his hand with more purpose, up and down. "May I make a request?"
Ciel forced past his lips the first words he was able to manage since this wonderful stroking had begun, his voice sounding different than it ever had even to his own ears, desperate and husky,
"Don't be so formal right now! What is it?!"
Sebastian leaned down and rested his head gently on Ciel's thigh, looking up at him with such a sweet expression that it startled Ciel; he had never imagined that his demon butler could ever look so kittenish.
"May I call you by your first name? Please?"
Ciel was taken completely aback. His squinting eyes softened somewhat and he reached down to thread his fingers through Sebastian's long dark hair.
"Idiot," He breathed, pleasure and exasperation stressing his voice, "that's what you needed to 'request'? Of course you can call me by my name. After all, hearing 'young master' for the rest of eternity seems very tiring."
Sebastian closed his gleaming eyes, as if savoring the moment, even as he sped up his hand he whispered,
"Ciel…"
The boy shuddered at the increased tempo of the strokes.
"Ciel…Master Ciel…"
"Bloody hell…" Ciel whispered.
"You like the sound of that?" Sebastian asked, turning his head to place a strategic lick on Ciel's thigh. "Young Master Ciel?"
"That's so…god, I like that…" Ciel mumbled, closing his eyes and biting his lip again.
"Young Master Ciel? Or what I'm doing with my hand?" Sebastian asked with a sneer against Ciel's leg.
"Both," Ciel grunted out, "But that title…hell, Sebastian, it's making me hot all over just hearing it."
Never one to pass up a good opportunity, Sebastian leaned in close to his hand, close enough so that his breath was directly brushing the head of Ciel's cock as he spoke,
"Master Ciel…"
"Oh…Ah…Ugn…God, Sebastian, I…"
"Does Master Ciel want me to lick him here? Right here on this pink, swollen tip? It looks so tender…"
"Yes, yes!" Ciel was squirming now, so close to the edge and yet holding himself back for the promise of Sebastian's mouth. "Oh please, I want to feel it…make me feel everything…" Ciel was barely able to speak above a whisper, but Sebastian heard the words clearly.
"Yes, Ciel…you've felt too little for far too long." With the words, Sebastian's tongue snaked out from between his full lips and tasted the weeping tip of his master. Ciel let out a high-pitched sound and his hips bucked. Sebastian teased him mercilessly, lightly running the tip of his tongue around and around the head, across the slit, and down the underside.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Please! God! Bloody…Oh! Just like…Ah!"
Ciel's whimpers came on and off between gasps and moans, all sounds filling Sebastian's ears and racing straight to his own cock, which was aching now. As he concentrated more on the head, Sebastian began to lap at the liquid seeping from his master, and as he tasted more and more, a realization seemed to dawn brighter and brighter on him with every swipe of his tongue. Without warning, he abandoned his teasing and slid his mouth over Ciel entirely, immediately clamping down on his with his cheeks.
"Aaaaaaah! Ooooh my good!" Ciel stage screamed, his voice a very loud whisper as he tried to keep it down. He could not forget that they were in a hotel, no matter how incredible he felt at the moment. Since he tried to keep his noises quiet, he made up for it by rocking his hips, unable to stop them from bucking forward sharply, gagging his butler. At that point Sebastian pushed him to lie flat with his hands, and holding his hips down with his hands. The blanket he had been wrapped in was now bunched beneath him, lifting his hips even higher now that he was lying back. It was thrilling, to be lying with his head in the cool bedspread, and his spread legs hanging off the side of the bed while Sebastian repeatedly tried to swallow him whole. Somehow the fact that he could no longer see Sebastian was even more exciting as he could concentrate entirely on the sensations flooding his nerves. It was bliss.
Sebastian moved his long tongue as he sucked, conscious of bringing pleasure to his master while also anxious to test the theory that had begun to come to him. Could it be true? Could he still taste that which he had lost, and had craved for such a long time? There was only one way to find out; he had to make Ciel come, and soon, before uncertainty overcame him. Ciel was close, so very close, squirming, nearly sobbing his pleasure above Sebastian. Just a bit more…
Sebastian moved his head as fast as he could, up and down on the head, while one of his hands suddenly dropped to rub the base with incredible speed.
"Uuuuugn!" Ciel's strangled utterance was enough to warn Sebastian, and a split second later…spice, sweet and bitter, pure and strong…the essence that was entirely Ciel coated his tongue and he clung to Ciel's hips so hard that he briefly worried about the bruises he must be inflicting, as he drank deeply. When Ciel's quivering body had relaxed, still Sebastian suckled at him, wanton, starving for that taste that he had thought he would never have. He drew out every last drop, until Ciel was literally trying to push his head away.
"Sebastian, you're hurting me…" Ciel said softly, bringing the older demon back to his senses. He released his grip on Ciel's hips, wincing as he saw the marks on the pale skin. He crawled up onto the bed beside his master, pulling him up against his chest. He found that he was panting nearly as much as Ciel was, reeling in the aftermath of such…
"Sebastian," Ciel was looking up at him, astonished, "you're…crying."
Sebastian's own eyes widened as he realized that there were in fact tears lining them, and rolling lazily down his cheeks.
"Oh dear…" He muttered in a slightly broken voice. Ciel reached up with a shaking hand and gently wiped at the tears. This move nearly made Sebastian's heart stop it was so full of sweetness, just like the taste of the boy in his mouth.
"You never…I mean…I didn't know demons could cry." Ciel said in wonder, dropping his head back onto Sebastian's arm.
"Oh, Ciel…" Sebastian whispered, touching his forehead to the smaller one and breathing deeply before saying, "I suppose I was just overcome by your taste. You see…oh my dear one…" His voice sounded like it was getting away from him, and Ciel slid an arm around him, slightly concerned. He had never heard Sebastian sound like this before.
"What, Sebastian? What is wrong? Did I…do something?"
"No! Not at all." Sebastian replied at once, "I am just, as I said, overcome. I believe that…I just tasted your soul."
Ciel was utterly still for a second before he pulled back sharply to look Sebastian directly in his watery eyes.
"My soul?" He asked huskily.
"Yes."
"How is that even..? I don't have a soul any longer."
Sebastian shook his head, and gently smoothed the dark bangs back from Ciel's intense blue eyes.
"I know, but…I could taste it."
"How do you know if you've never tasted it before?" Ciel asked.
"It's hard to explain, master, but you have to be aware of the scent a human soul gives off by now."
Ciel shifted uncomfortably.
"Yes…I…I can't deny that."
"You have yet to experience this, but while engaged in a contract the scent, the awareness of the flavor of the contractor's soul, becomes stronger and stronger, to the point where you can almost taste it. Most contracts do not last as long as ours did while you were human, and so I was more aware of the taste of your soul than I have been of nearly anyone else I've ever served. That is how I can be sure."
Ciel looked down as he considered all that Sebastian had said, while his butler ran his hands absently across his shoulders and sides, making him shiver.
"So you think that my…" Ciel blushed, avoiding the word altogether, "tastes like my soul?"
"I have been aware of the idea for years, but have never been enough aware of a person's soul keenly enough to come to the conclusion that I was correct. But, when I tasted you…Ciel…I…it was like the only heaven I'll ever know."
Ciel's lips parted in reaction to these words, which touched him right down where his heart should be.
"Wow…" Was all he could say. Sebastian drew him close and slowly, delicately, kissed him. It was tender, special, unhurried. They had all the time in the world now. However, eventually Ciel began to want to kiss deeper, harder, faster. Sebastian smiled against his young lips and slipped his tongue into the boy's mouth. Ciel shuddered in his arms and accepted him gladly, playing back with his own timid tongue.
In no time at all his young body was hard again, ready for whatever else his butler, his mentor, his lover, would teach him next. It was then that Ciel realized that Sebastian had been hard this entire time and must be dying for release. He pulled out of the kiss and said,
"You now. You must be in agony."
"Not quite, my lord, but…I am rather eager to proceed."
"What…" Ciel cleared his throat to rid it of the slight crack, "what do I do?"
Sebastian sat up, sliding to lean back against the headboard and holding out his hand for Ciel's. When Ciel gave it to him, he brought it up to his mouth and slowly began to lick his palm.
"God…your tongue is wicked." Ciel hissed, as even his fingers were drawn into that sinful mouth and coated by the thick wet muscle. Satisfied, Sebastian lowered Ciel's damp hand to his groin, and helped him clasp his fingers around his cock. Ciel drew in a breath; it was hot and throbbing beneath his fingers. Sebastian guided his hand, helping him to stroke up and down in the rhythm that he enjoyed. His eyes narrowed in pleasure as Ciel gripped him tighter of his own volition.
"You were always a fast learner." Sebastian said in a low tone that sent a thrill through Ciel.
"Damn right." He answered, leaning forward and kissing Sebastian's neck. The small sigh that escaped him made Ciel's heart soar. This entire evening had been an adventure in getting a reaction from the stoic demon. He wanted to effect him more, wanted to make him let loose sounds of pleasure like he had been doing earlier.
His kisses turned into sucking bites to Sebastian's collarbone and right beneath his ear, earning him several small sounds that sounded nothing like his butler's normal, composed voice. Meanwhile his hand had brushed Sebastian's away and kept stroking him, finding out what he seemed to like. Ciel found quickly that, just like himself, the very underside of the tip was the most sensitive, and even made Sebastian's hips move upward when he rubbed it with his fingertips.
Sebastian's own hands travelled over Ciel's body, groping, stroking, exploring all the curves and expanses that only his eyes had before. His flesh was so very soft, so young, and it would be so forever.
"Ciel…" Sebastian growled after several long moments of Ciel's attentions.
"Does it feel good?" Ciel asked against his shoulder, pressing his face there as if to hide from any prospect of negative critique.
"Yes, dear one," Sebastian said into his hair, "it is very good. But I want…to watch you."
"What?" Ciel asked, pulling back.
Sebastian eased Ciel's hands from his cock, and carefully maneuvered them so that Ciel was the one leaning propped up against the smooth dark wood of the headboard.
"I want to watch you touch yourself." Sebastian said into Ciel's ear, his hot breath making bumps rise along the back of Ciel's neck.
"R-really?" Ciel asked, blushing, "is that…really what you want?"
"For now," Sebastian said, letting his tongue dart out and tease Ciel's ear, "it is what I would like very much."
"O-okay." Ciel watched nervously as Sebastian positioned himself at the foot of the bed, leaning his back against one of the huge wooden posts that more than supported him.
"Go ahead." He said gently, his own hand already fondling his cock with familiarity. Ciel swallowed hard and followed suit, gripping his own arousal and stroking slowly. As he had just released, the urgency was not at the same pitch, but it still felt so good. He knew exactly how to manipulate his own flesh to bring himself the most pleasure, and he eagerly did so, his entire body set aflame by the intense eyes watching his every move.
It was too much to stare directly into that gaze for long, so Ciel decided to watch Sebastian as well. It was breathtaking, watching that long-fingered hand run up and down the long hard cock, knowing just how fast or slow to pace itself.
"Spread your legs wider." Sebastian said softly.
"You first." Ciel shot back, even in this situation unused to being given orders rather than giving them. Sebastian looked mildly surprised, and complied, his long firm legs drawing up and then widening apart, showing everything right down to his puckered opening.
Ciel felt like drool was going to start dripping out of his mouth, and he increased his stroking, his eyes squeezing almost closed, but just open enough to watch his lover.
"You're exquisite." Sebastian whispered, cupping his own globes and rubbing them with his long thumb.
"You too…" Ciel said, rather like someone in a trance who merely repeats everything they hear, but still meaning it.
"I'd like to come now." Sebastian growled, his hand moving faster. "Together?"
"Ugn…" Was all Ciel could manage as he lunged forward, reaching out for Sebastian, who caught him. He glue his naked body to Sebastian's, instinctively rutting his hips directly into the older demon's, and loving it.
"Such ambition…" He heard Sebastian say, and then those long arms had seized him and even more powerful hips were grinding against his, the post creaking as they rubbed their slick need together. The tempo rose and fell, both hurried and yet slow. It was several moments before Sebastian buried his face in Ciel's neck and let out an inhuman sound of completion, biting into the boy's soft flesh. Ciel gasped and groaned in succession, feeling his second release fill him, and the pain of the bite somehow excite him further. Hot liquid shot between their bodies, coating their stomachs and making them both sigh.
Panting, they both rolled to lay in the center of the bed again, Ciel collapsed on Sebastian's chest.
"We…should've….done….this…a long….time…ago…" Ciel panted, unable to move. Sebastian chuckled softly in response, stroking his thumb along the back of Ciel's shoulder. They lay there, recovering and cooling for a very long time before Sebastian spoke.
"Are you happy, Ciel?"
The boy looked up at his demon, a bit surprised by the question.
"W-what?"
Sebastian slipped his long fingers beneath Ciel's chin, lifting his face slightly and repeating in a gentle tone,
"Are you happy?"
Ciel had never thought that his happiness had ever mattered to Sebastian until that moment. He looked deep into Sebastian's eyes, gauging the sincerity in his expression, and found that he truly cared. For the first time since he had met Sebastian, Ciel felt joy flood his heart with this knowledge. He let the corners of his mouth lift in a soft, sweet smile.
"After all this time…yes…yes, I am finally happy."
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