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Disclaimer: I do not own Black Butler / Kuroshitsuji. I make no money from the writing of this fiction.

Chapter List
- 1-Round 1
- 2-Round 2
- 3-Round 3
- 4-Round 4
- 5-Round 5
- 6-Round 6
- 7-Round 7
- 8-Round 8
- 9-Final Round
- 3
- 4
- 5
Round 4

********************WARNING!*********************
This is the watersports chapter. It is long. It is excruciatingly detailed. It involves ingestion. I think that it is not tasteful or elegant at all.
If you read my previous watersports stuff and were OK with it but that's not really your kink, you may still want to avoid this one. It's much worse.
Water sports = urine play = people peeing on each other and/or drinking one another's pee.
So yeah… don't say I didn't warn you, sweetie! XD

************Continue at your own risk…***************

"Good morning, Master. I trust you slept well after the trying events of last night?"
Ciel grumbled something sleepily.
"Pardon me, bocchan, I did not hear you."
"I said, you couldn't possibly have left it a bit later, seeing as I was up so late last night?"
"Of course not, my lord. We would not want you straying from your schedule because of one mishap. Besides, there is much to do this morning."
The earl gave him a look of puzzlement. "I thought I'd left my morning free today."
"Indeed, my lord, but I have taken the liberty of scheduling a special lesson for you. If you'll accompany me to the washroom." Sebastian gestured in that direction, making it clear this was not a request.
All at once, Ciel found himself wrapped in a leather strap, fastened quite securely to a towel rack. He squirmed and flushed indignantly. "What…"
His butler silenced him with a gloved finger over his lips. "Shhhh, bocchan. I have nothing nefarious planned. I simply wish to cure you of your little bedwetting problem."
"P-problem? But…"
"In a normal child, perhaps it could be overlooked. Nobility, though, must be held to a higher standard. It might be possible, of course, that you wet the bed last night deliberately in order to annoy me. Is that perhaps the case?"
The small smile Sebastian flashed him was just a little too sweet.
"I didn't think so. Well, in that case, I am afraid I must subject you to a certain amount of indignity in order to ensure this type of accident does not happen again. Please drink this tea."
Ciel sipped at the cup that was held to his lips, cursing his folly in pulling that particular stunt. I should not have given him something he could use against me in such a way...
The tea just kept coming. It was an herbal blend, not bad tasting, but the young lord did not like the way it was being administered. He felt helpless, out of control…
He glanced over at his butler, who was pouring him another cup. He remembered seeing Sebastian half unclothed last night in his room. I would like to see him like that again. I wouldn't mind if he took off his clothes now, and...
and what?
Ciel did not know, but he found the prospect of Sebastian doing anything to him while he was tied up like this made him feel quite warm all over.
Sebastian took a moment as he carried the tea across the room to relish the sight of his sweet little bocchan, strapped to the wall, completely nude.
And not only that… This is interesting...
"My lord, you appear to be taking some pleasure in the situation." The demon glanced pointedly downward.
The boy followed his butler's gaze, and realized he had betrayed himself by going completely hard. He tried to think what to do about such an embarrassing situation, and nothing came to him except to continue to stand where he was, tied to the wall, and turn very, very red.
"But my lord… that is cheating, you know. I cannot allow your arousal to interfere with your training. Arousal makes it unnaturally easy to hold what is in your bladder. Here, drink this…" Ciel gulped the tea hastily, hoping perhaps it would do something to damp his painfully obvious hard-on.
Sebastian knelt down in front of him. "No, my lord. For your own sake, I am afraid I shall have to do something to remove this obstacle."
The demon gazed contemplatively up at the flushing, sputtering boy before him. His master had not yet ordered him to cease this elaborate exercise. He suspected that was because his master was very much enjoying himself, whether he chose to admit it or not. That makes two of us...
He reached out and gently stroked the young master's hard cock, watching the boy's face carefully the entire time.
Ciel's eyes fluttered closed as he felt his butler's soft gloved hand stroking him, and he let out a shamefully loud gasp.
Sebastian chuckled softly. "We must do this, you know, bocchan, in order to achieve our aim, but there is no need for it to be a chore."
The demon's hot breath was by his ear now. "If you enjoy it, feel free to cry out..." The young lord felt himself turning redder as the gloved hand grasped his length and gently tugged it, punctuating the statement.
"But then…" Sebastian gingerly removed a glove and pressed his finger against the weeping tip of his master's cock, catching the pre-cum that leaked out, smearing it down the shaft. "… no need to make such an overt display, I suppose, when it is quite clear you are enjoying it, my lord."
Ciel had been holding his breath for a very long time, because he was afraid of what would happen if he let it out. His fears were confirmed when he finally exhaled, and it came out as a soft, wanton moan.
"There we are, Master. That is well. Let it all out…" That bloody bothersome hand kept up its fondling. He wanted the embarrassing sensation to stop, yet somehow at the same time he desperately wanted more...
"… more… "
Damn and blast! He'd not meant to say that out loud.
Ciel's knees grew weak as again he heard the demon's velvety-soft whisper in his ear. "Yes, my lord."
The moans would not stop, now. It seemed they were being dragged from him. His butler's left hand, with its glove still on, palmed him from below. The soft suede fabric against his ass and his balls felt like a type of heaven.. a type of very dirty heaven. The right hand, bared in order not to dirty the glove with his dripping juices, pumped him harder and faster now, just on the edge of pain, but never crossing the line.
Emotions of shame, desire, and rage swirled about him. He did not know what to feel any longer. Without thinking, he mouthed the only word that made sense. It came out as a soft, intimate moan. "… Sebastian…."
The boy's hips bucked reflexively as he spasmed in pleasure, cock pulsating urgently. Sebastian bent closer, wrapping his mouth around the tip, waiting for the inevitable…
Suddenly surrounded by his butler's warm mouth, Ciel let out a wordless cry as his essence flowed from him.
Sebastian lapped up his master's cum with relish, wanting to feel every drop as it rolled across his tongue. He pressed his tongue against the tip, catching the small waves of jism at their source, feeling each little pulse, glorying in such intimate knowledge of his master. Oh, bocchan…
Breath coming in soft, shallow gasps, the boy attempted to regain his composure. He felt all dignity must be lost to him forever at this point. So shameful… calling my butler's name with such blatant lust in my voice… allowing myself to be seduced like that… such wanton moaning…
He shuddered as he again felt his butler's tongue pass over the head of his cock. "There. Good as new." The demon patted him dry with a soft towel. "Now that I have ensured you do not create one type of mess on the floor, bocchan, please do your best to keep from creating another. I shall be watching."
It took a moment for Ciel to realize what his butler was referring to. When he did, the blush which had just begun to subside returned to his cheeks full force.
That was when he began to feel the litre or more of tea he had consumed, settling in his innards, and he realized he would soon be creating a mess, like it or not. The blush grew deeper. The indignity...
"This is important, my lord. You must learn to control yourself for as long as humanly possible. The circumstances are perhaps not exactly the same, but were you on a long hunting ride, or in your nuptial bed, the consequences of losing control of your bladder would be significantly more dire."
The demon approached his young charge and softly, gently, stroked the boy's abdomen, giving just the slightest hint of pressure. Ciel winced. "I shall help by providing you with the motivation you need. It would be highly undignified of a fine young lord to lose control of himself in front of his servant, to dirty the floor so openly, so boldly."
Sebastian knelt by him, again whispering close to his ear. "Or would you perhaps enjoy it, bocchan? Would you take pleasure in shamelessly wetting yourself as I stood on and watched? Are you that kind of young lord?"
Ciel felt his butler's hand cupping his cock and balls. The demon's fingers cupped the whole package quite easily now that it had softened again. The oddly lustful words whispered in his ear had a stirring effect on him. I am, he suddenly decided. I am that kind of young lord. I have a bloody damn demon who is required to follow my orders, and so I can do what the hell I please.
With that, he turned and stared directly into Sebastian's smug face, then he relaxed the muscles he had been keeping tense for all this time. The piss flowed out onto the demon's hand, cupped beneath him. He let it keep flowing, sighing in relief as he was finally able to relax. His butler had brought up his other hand to create a cup beneath his cock, catching most of the pale yellow liquid, though some splashed out the sides, and some dribbled through the demon's fingers. Ciel glanced down, curious. He felt it splashing back up onto him as the makeshift cup made by Sebastian's hands grew fuller. He glanced again at the demon, who was smiling like a contented cat. He followed his butler's eyes back down, then, to the flow of his piss, which showed no signs of stopping.
"Really, my young lord, you are most inconsiderate to keep pissing so. I can only hold so much in my hands."
Ciel opened his mouth to protest that he couldn't stop, but then closed it again. A proper nobleman does not make excuses for his actions. Especially not to the servants!
"Very well, bocchan… if you insist, it seems I have no alternative."
No alternative to what? The boy glanced back up at his butler in puzzlement, then suddenly realized what Sebastian had planned.
Carefully holding his full-to-brimming hands to one side, not spilling a single drop that Ciel could see, his butler hastily moved his head beneath the stream of urine, almost immediately enveloping the boy's limp cock in his mouth.
For just a moment, Ciel was so startled that he did stop pissing. When he started up again, he felt an odd sensation, like his cock was surrounded by warm water. It is, of course… if he's not swallowing it right away…
The demon's eyes flashed up at him. From the young earl's perspective, they seemed to hold the glint of ownership, possession… Bloody demon!
He did the only thing he could think of to get back at his butler - he pushed, increasing the flow of the liquid spilling into the demon's mouth. Take that, you damned pervert! Unfortunately, the only noticeable reaction was that Sebastian gave a soft, muffled laugh.
The oddly intimate feel of his cock being immersed in his own piss was really beginning to confuse him now. He was quite sure he had begun to grow very hard. He didn't want Sebastian to know, and yet that was ridiculous… Sebastian already knew - had probably known before he did, even. Sebastian had a ringside seat to the whole process. Ciel cursed inwardly. Finally, though, the flow seemed to have stopped. He still felt the slight downward urge that meant he would have to go eventually, but the hard-on seemed to have staunched the flow for now.
As the demon swallowed the liquid remaining in his mouth and licked his young master clean, Ciel felt a sudden weakness in his knees. The sight of his beautiful demon… his beautiful, powerful demon… kneeling on the floor and wallowing in his master's piss… of his own volition, and apparently enjoying it, even… The boy did not know how to describe the feeling it gave him. He was suffused with warmth, tenderness, toward such a devoted servant. Sebastian...
Sebastian, having finished his ministrations to the boy's cock, remained kneeling. He looked Ciel directly in the face, made sure he was watching. Then he lifted his master's piss in his cupped hands as if it were some precious, life-giving elixir, and slowly, sensuously, gulped it down. When the cup made by his hands was empty, he went on to lick them, placing each finger between his lips and drawing it languidly out.
His deliberate, piercing gaze moved from his master's eyes downward. "You're cheating again, bocchan."
It was then that Ciel realized his previous bold action called for an overall change in strategy. He could not keep acting like a shrinking violet. Politeness and propriety were one thing. Dealing with a demon, quite another. He did the most frightening thing he could think of to do.
He smiled.
"You're quite right, Sebastian. It seems I need you to service me again. This time, though, let's not make it so neat and clean. I want to see you covered in my spunk. Then I want to see you covered in my piss. That can be arranged, can it not?"
An odd look crossed the demon's face, and then he smiled. "I think perhaps, my lord, I had better untie you."

*
As the naked boy knelt over his butler, who was still fully clothed, lying on the bathroom floor, he felt an odd mix of emotions. He felt the thrill of power over another, someone who submits to you completely… yet at the same time, he felt the warmth of companionship, of familiarity. He is doing this for me. He is letting me do this to him. Yet if I truly wanted to force him to it, he would have no choice in the matter.
He basked in the sight of his butler's beautiful face, and the still immaculate uniform which he was about to ruin thoroughly. The feel of his bare hindquarters against the clothed demon's form was a special kind of aphrodisiac. He gazed into Sebastian's eyes intently as he pumped his cock, watching as his butler's eyes darted down to take in the sight of him masturbating. The demon's hand crept up behind him, and a finger began to gently massage his small vulnerable asshole. Ciel's eyes widened just a little bit at the touch. Sebastian saw, and an amused expression flickered across his aquiline features. The demon brought a finger to his lips and slowly, deliberately, sucked it.
The young earl braced himself for what he knew was coming as his butler moved a hand beneath his hindquarters, this time coming underneath from the front, fully invading the entrance he had been prodding at before. Ciel continued to pleasure himself. His hard-on flagged slightly from the somewhat painful invasion, but did not fail completely.
He gasped slightly as Sebastian thrust the finger deeper into him, pumping rhythmically in and out. At first it was unquestionably painful, but another sensation began to take over. "….oh…. Sebastian…." All thoughts of propriety had fled, as he squirmed and moaned at the touch that was bringing little shocks of pleasure through his body. "Ahhhh!" Pumping his cock harder, Ciel began to spill himself over his butler's spotless jacket. Since he had already climaxed once, it was a slow process of milking himself, watching it dribble out onto the brushed silk lapels, letting the arousal of seeing him dirty his butler coax out a little bit more… "Thank me, Sebastian. Thank me for the honor… I'm bestowing upon you… not just anyone.. is allowed to wear my cum… you know."
In response, his butler smiled languidly and shoved a second finger inside him. The boy squealed in a most undignified way. After a few blows of the two fingers, though, they made his lingering orgasm take hold again, forcing him to cum harder. "You want more, then, do you? There you go… " He milked himself of the last viscous drops of the sticky stuff, watching with satisfaction as it sprayed over any remaining clean spots on Sebastian's outfit.
"Now, young master, you remember the other promise you made me, do you not?"
Promise? It had been meant as more of a threat. I suppose that's what I get for trying to threaten a demon...
Ciel grinned. "Of course I do." Now that his arousal was damped down somewhat, the urgent need to relieve himself had come to the fore again. Sebastian's two fingers remained inside his ass, distractedly fondling him there. They made him feel… full. It wasn't a bad feeling. It was, however, a feeling that made him again very aware of the many cups of tea he had drunk.
Still, it was much more difficult, without quite as much of an urge, and without the momentary spontaneity that had happened before… he wanted it to come out, but it simply would not.
The demon appeared to know exactly what his problem was. "You'll need to have your feet on the floor. Squat over me."
Ciel at first couldn't grasp what the demon was telling him. When he did, for some reason, he blushed. Something about being told the exact mechanics for how he could relieve himself atop his servant… it was more intimate in its way than the act itself.
Face still quite red, the young lord gingerly rose from the spot where he had knelt over his butler, and placed his feet on the floor in a squat. Sebastian's fingers still squirmed inside his ass, making him feel somewhat as if he were being held by a handle. I should hate that feeling, but I do not.
The squatting position should not have felt all that different from kneeling, but it seemed to change everything. Suddenly, it was right to loose his water, no matter what or who might be under him.
Ciel took a deep breath and exhaled luxuriously as the piss fountained out of him. He watched interestedly as it soaked the demon's white shirt, tainting it a very pale yellow, the dark stain spreading as more of it fell from him. He watched rivulets of it run down the demon's chest, onto the floor, pooling there, the small puddles growing slowly bigger. The splattering sound changed from a sound of wet droplets on dry fabric, to the sound of wetness hitting more wetness. Suddenly, Sebastian withdrew his fingers and shoved them back in, hard. It interrupted the flow of piss coming from Ciel's cock, and he watched in fascination as it lurched, spraying a small amount onto the demon's face before continuing to soil his clothing.
By the time the the boy had shaken out the last few drops, Sebastian's jacket and shirt appeared to be soaked through, glistening wetly.
Ciel moved slightly backwards to a dry area of the shirt over Sebastian's belly and then slowly, insolently, wiped the tip of his cock on the shirt. It's not as if he'll be wearing this again anyhow...
"Are you thoroughly satisfied now, my lord?"
Ciel glanced down at the demon, who was propped up on his elbows now and seemed somehow completely composed and almost painfully elegant, in spite of what he had just submitted to.
"It will do for now, Sebastian."

*
In some unknown way, Sebastian managed to bundle away his ruined clothes and dress himself in perfectly clean new ones while Ciel happened to have his head turned the other direction. The demon proceeded to give his master a proper bath and dress him for the upcoming day, as normal.
As his butler fussed over his cuffs and collar, making everything shipshape, Ciel felt compelled to ask, "Sebastian… the things we did before… why would you let me do such things to you?"
The demon tied on the silk eyepatch - the finishing touch - and stepped back to admire his handiwork. He smiled down at his lovely young master, and answered his question. "Because, my lord, I belong to you."
"Ah, I see. Because of the contract." The boy nodded thoughtfully, then took his leave, heading toward his office to begin the day's work.
Sebastian turned toward the closed door his master had left through. "No, my lord," he whispered softly. "No, it has nothing to do with the contract."
Round 4: Sebastian
Ciel 2

Sebastian 2

A/N: ...aaaand there's my sick fantasies published on the Internet. Woohoo! My deepest apologies to any archive mods requiring brain bleach after reading this. Skip to the next chapter for some good, clean (in comparison) outdoor fun! xoxo phoeyay
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