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Bloody Hell	By : TTD Category: > Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji ???) Views: 4738 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 4
"I should take Sebastian back to bed." He quickly stands up, lifting Sebastian into his arms and disappears down the hall again.
"What was that about?" Ciel sits there confused as he stares at where Claude vanished. Laughter coming from behind startles him before he quickly smooths over his features to show displeasure. "What's so funny now?" He huffs and crosses his arms.
Lucifer continues to laugh in amusement as Ciel turns to glare at him. "Everything, dear little Lord. The way Claude ran off when you asked him his name was the best." He flops back into the couch cushions as he kicks his feet up on the table nearby, crossing one over the other and arms resting on the back of the couch. Ciel's eyes narrow at the boots on the table, crossing his arms.
"Must you do that?"
"Do what little one?" The smirk on Lucifer's lips widening at the displeasure Ciel is displaying.
Ciel's hand swings out quickly gesturing to the Lucifer's boots. "That! Rulers should refrain from such unrefined displays."
"Oh, and why is that little Lord?" He uncrosses his legs before recrossing them the opposite way, seemingly just to spite Ciel's scolding.
Rolling his eyes with a scoff the young demon stands up and follows after Claude. He cautiously creeps down the hall towards the bedroom, before peeking through the crack between the doors. Curious Lucifer stands up and follows after him, bloody colored eyes trained on the almost vulnerable fledgling before him.
Inside the room Claude gently places Sebastian down within the nest of pillows on the floor, carefully draping a blanket across him before walking away and into a side room. Coming back out in soft and loose cotton pants and a brush in his hand, he goes back to Sebastian and slowly sits him up to lean forward into Claude's chest.
Soft humming comes from the room as Claude runs the brush through Sebastian's hair gently. Ciel turns towards Satan before speaking softly, “I never imagined that Claude would have a side like this. They both always seemed at each other's throats whenever they met.”
A soft sigh slips from Lucifer's lips, “That's because, Little Lord, Alois' and your orders put them at each others throats. We try to keep mated pairs from contracting too close to one another for that reason, but sometimes it can't be helped. Although if you and Alois had worked together, you would have been nigh unstoppable. Well, only if Elarialiel could keep Selas from trying to consume your soul.” As Lucifer chuckles at his own joke, confusion crosses Ciel's face.
“Selas? Is that Claude's name?”
Obviously faked regret coated Lucifer's words, “Oops, did I say his real name?” In a moment of pure childish retaliation to the sarcasm, Ciel shoved at Satan's middle. Sending him stumbling backwards and onto the tips of his own wings. His boots loose their grip to the floor and slip out from under him. Ciel reaches out to try and steady the falling angel, but ends up getting pulled down as well.
Landing in a heap of tangled limbs and wings with a loud thwump. Twin groans echo about before struggling to untangle themselves and ending up in a very inappropriate position, Ciel kneeling between Lucifer's legs, one hand on the floor and the other on the Angel's hip. Suddenly the door in front of them creaks open, with Claude looking down at them. “If you two are going to do that get a room.”
Claude pulls a flushed Ciel up by the scruff of his shirt and settles him on his feet. He then holds out a hand to help up the Angel sprawled out on the floor. Ciel huffs as he brushes off the dirt from his ruined suit, done more out of habit than need. “Must you be so infuriating? You're about as aggravating as that Grell guy.”
“Where's the fun in being all prim and proper like you, Little Ciel?” He teases Ciel while placing a hand at his hip, chuckling when fury covers the young demon's face.
“Enough you two, you're both acting like children and bothering Elarialiel's sleep.” The now scolded pair hung their heads in shame. After a few moments of tense silence, Claude pulls them further down the hall and into a different room, with a sigh. “Since I have to be with Elarialiel and he needs to rest, how about we just call it a night? Lucifer, you and Ciel can stay here tonight. In the morning hopefully Elarialiel will be feeling better and we can all talk then.” He promptly turns on his heel and out the door, leaving the other two dumbstruck behind.
He walks back into the dim room where he left Elarialiel resting peacefully. Claude briefly checking his bandages and applying more ointment to those that needed it before he sits down next to his mate and brushes the hair from his face before leaning down to brush their lips together briefly. “Sleep well my Raven, I'll protect you.”

Bright and early the next morning, Claude rushes out of his room and runs into Ciel who was watching something in the kitchen before getting plowed over by the larger demon. Twin grunts of discomfort escape them as they hit the ground.
Ciel wriggles out from under Claude, furious about being knocked down once again. “Not again! What's with you demons and your fascination when it comes to my face meeting the ground?” He sits there on the floor rubbing at his jaw where it collided with the ground.
“I apologize Ciel, I was looking for Sebastian. He wasn't in the room when I woke.” Claude stands up before leaning down and hauling Ciel up by his armpits, quickly straightening his nightgown and brushing him off. Ciel stops rubbing his chin and points into the room behind him.
“He's in there, I've been trying to get him to stop and go back to bed for awhile now.” His gaze follows the finger pointing into the kitchen. Once he sees Sebastian standing in the kitchen he walks around Ciel this time, coming up behind his mate and delicately wraps his long arms around the slim frame of his lover.
“Elarialiel, what are you doing in here? You should be resting.” Sebastian puts down the bowl in his hands before walking out of Claude's gentle hold and towards the pantry. Frowning Claude follows, “Elarialiel?”
Once again he does not get an answer, even as Sebastian disappears into the pantry. “He won't answer me either unless I order him to and even then it's a grunt at most.” Claude's brows furrow in response to Ciel's statement.
“That's not like Sebastian, he always answers if someone speaks to him.” With a few long strides, Claude crosses the kitchen and looks into the pantry calling Sebastian's name. Only to find Sebastian standing there with his eyes closed, holding ingredients and reaching for the handle that just moved out of his reach with his free hand.
His hand goes back to his side as he walks out of the pantry, brushing shoulders with Claude gently before dropping off the new ingredients and continuing to make something. “He's sleep walking.” A short pause follows briefly. “Did you order him to make you breakfast at a certain time?”
“Not that I remember, but I've given him a lot of orders during the course of our contract.”
“It might not have been a direct order, perhaps he thinks it's part of being your butler. Have you tried ordering him to bed?”
“Yes, he stops for a moment before going back to making whatever it is he's making.”
“If you try waking him up you'll find better success with that order.” They look at the doorway to see Lucifer leaning against the door frame. “He acknowledges the order since he pauses, but he's not awake enough to figure out what you're actually ordering.”
With a nod Claude takes the items from Sebastian's hands and places them on the counter. He turns him around to face him before shaking Sebastian by the shoulder trying to wake him, all while being careful of his injuries. Slowly crimson eyes blink open to find gold ones. “Claude?”
“Sebastian go back to bed, you should be resting.”
Startled Elarialiel looks around quickly, “What am I doing here? I don't remember getting up.”
“You've slept walked, by the looks of it you were making breakfast.” Still confused Sebastian let Claude guide him back to bed.
“You go back to bed too Little Lord, it's much too early for youngsters like you to be up. I'll clean all this up.” With a short nod Ciel left the room.

The next day Ciel went outside to the garden, finding a much better looking Sebastian sitting on the edge of a fountain, dragging his fingertips through the water in the basin. Taking a seat on a nearby bench he watches as Sebastian teases the fish making them jump out of the water, before splashing back down. A nearby black kitten watching and swiping at the fish once they appeared, all under the watchful eye of it's mother who rested in Sebastian's lap.
A smirk covers Ciel's face at the scene until his eyes rest on the destroyed wings drooping from Sebastian's back and across the ground. Unexplainable guilt swallowed Ciel as he took in the sight, knowing Sebastian only suffered because of the unending contract with him.
“It's not your fault, you know.” Startled Ciel looks up at Lucifer as he sits down beside him. “It's not like you asked for your contract to end up like this. Hell, you've even tried to set him free of it.” A knowing glance was thrown at him before Satan's gaze returned to watching his son. “But since it's bothering you so much, try channeling that guilt into finding a cure for him or at least try to slow his decent into depression. You sitting here feeling guilty helps no one.” He then stood up and left to join his son.

“When do you think you'll feel up to renewing your mating mark on me, Elarialiel?” Claude whispers as they sit cuddled in front of a fireplace, spidery fingers combing through raven locks.
“Soon, I'm mostly healed from the attack, well all but my wings.” A sad look enveloped his face at those words completely erasing the soft happy look he had before.
Long fingers turn him to face their owner, “We're gonna heal them Elarialiel, we won't stop looking for a way until they're fully healed.” He places a soft kiss on his mates lips, Sebastian turning around to better connect their lips. Claude tangles his fingers in the hair he was just brushing them through, pulling him closer.
Sebastian repositions his legs so that he is straddling his lover with his arms looped around Claude's neck. Aligning their hips so that their erections brushed once another, pulling soft groans from them both. Soon one hand drops from Sebastian's hair only to take it's new place along his hip encouraging him to roll them forward against his own.
“Ahh, ahh!” He throws his head back, breaking their kiss as the pleasure electrifies his nerves. A strong hand pulls him back but instead of re-initiating their kiss Claude worries the soft skin of his neck with his teeth. The other hand forcing Sebastian to keep his hips at an almost agonizingly slow pace.
“Claude please!” Sebastian's nails dig into Claude's shoulders, ripping a load groan from his mate. After a few more painfully slow seconds Claude's hand gripped Sebastian's hip tighter before he lifted his hips as Sebastian's rolled forward, causing them to slam together roughly.
A scream left Sebastian as their hips collided, their lips following suit moments after. A few minutes of the bruising force of their colliding hips and saliva sliding down chins from a sloppy kiss, Sebastian pulls away and clamps his fangs down on Claude's collar bone while his body tenses up in his release, followed right after by Claude's.
Coming back down from their high together Sebastian pulls out his fangs, revealing a black feather mark where he bit his mate.
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