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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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When Ciel woke Sebastian was not beside him. For a second he panicked, until he bolted upright and caught sight of his butler. He was kneeling before the fireplace, building it up with fresh wood. Ciel relaxed back into the pillows, sighing gently. Sebastian heard the sound and looked over his shoulder. Ciel noticed that he was wrapped in one of the complimentary hotel robes, and he grinned a bit, thinking how very different he looked within its deep red folds than he ever looked in anything else.
"I didn't mean to wake you." Sebastian said softly, sliding into bed beside him and cradling the side of his head with a hand.
"I didn't mean to fall asleep." Ciel admitted, leaning into the touch and yawning. "Why do I still need to sleep?"
"Well, I don't think you need to since you're a demon now," Sebastian answered, hooking an arm around his waist and pulling him in closer, "but like you feeling the effects of the cold, I think your human side is still ruling your choices. I for one an perfectly fine with that."
"Hm…" Ciel murmured, "You sleep too, though."
"Just when convenient. It's a luxury that demons can enjoy but do not require."
"I guess I just enjoy it too much then." Ciel answered with a wry smile.
"Not at all, master. You are still functioning within your human schedule, and there is nothing wrong with that."
They were silent for a while after that, just laying there and looking at each other. Their fingers wandered to various areas of each other's faces or bodies, gently touching and affirming their bond as they continued to just take in every aspect of the other. Ciel felt his body was relaxed more completely than it had ever been, so heavy and yet so comfortable at the same time.
"Sebastian," He asked finally, "what am I to do…about food?"
It was a question that had to be asked, now that they had made their way past the initial shock phase they had both been stuck in, the real issues needed to be discussed. Sebastian contemplated him for a moment before kissing his forehead and sighing against it.
"For now we can travel the world. Take stock of the lowlifes that would be easy prey, as I told you before. That way the grim reapers don't pay so much attention that they'd actually hunt us down."
Ciel nodded weakly to show he understood.
"How will I know what to do?"
"It will be instinctual, master. You ate the soul I provided you with no faltering, as I recall."
Ciel paled and closed his eyes against the truth before he gathered his composure.
"Could you continue to do that for me?"
"Do what, Ciel?"
The boy smiled at the unfamiliar and yet glorious sound of his first name on those lips before answering,
"Could you feed me the souls I need in the human food that you keep making for me? I think…that way it would be easier for me."
Sebastian did not exactly frown, but his face did reflect his negative opinion on the matter.
"As you know, master, I will do anything that you request of me, however, I do not think that course of action would be wise to repeat too many times."
"Why is that?" Ciel demanded quietly, uncomfortable with the idea that Sebastian did not want to comply willingly to his request.
"A few different reasons, my lord. Firstly, whether you like it or not at some point you should try to learn instinctual behavior, which would mean taking a soul directly from a human body. Although I'm pretty sure given the opportunity, were you hungry enough, you would be just fine."
Ciel said nothing, but inched closer to his butler, pressing his face into the thick soft fabric of the robe covering his chest and clinging to him. Sebastian softened a bit and his next words were gentler,
"I know it's all so new to you, but I promise that it will get easier. I can prepare your food as usual, soul and all, until you are ready, however long that takes. I only have concerns for you, please understand that."
"What kind of concerns?" Ciel mumbled into Sebastian's soft flesh. The older demon's hands rubbed his back and stroked his hair as he answered,
"After we sate your initial hunger…I'm afraid over time it won't be good enough for you anymore; you're going to want a cultivated soul."
"What does that mean?"
"Do you remember how I was always thrilled whenever you did something particularly cruel, master? Well your actions seasoned your soul for consumption, and I tend to prefer my meals on the bittersweet side."
Ciel frowned a bit, thinking about all the years he had spent with Sebastian sneering or grinning at him.
"Yes, I do recall you saying something about that a number of times. But, how..?"
"The best way to describe it is like a cook adding different spices to the food they are preparing. Normally a demon chooses the prey based on the initial sense of flavor, but then hopes to manipulate the prey's actions and emotions to season them to their liking. Do you understand?"
"Yes," Ciel answered, "surprisingly I do. But then again, you always have a way of making anything understandable. So, you manipulated me back then?"
"In your case, I hardly had to do a thing. Except…" Sebastian trailed off, remembering the whole fiasco with the Trancy brat.
"Except when you lie to me," Ciel finished for him quietly, "when that Claude bastard snatched my soul away from you."
There was a long silence. They had never discussed this. They had not discussed many things since Ciel was made into a demon. Now was the time.
"Why did you do it?" Ciel asked gently, reaching up to trace invisible patterns on Sebastian's robe. "Why did you have to deceive me? It seems so pointless looking back on it."
"Oh, Ciel," Sebastian wrapped his arms around him and pulled him in tight, "I was so obsessed with your soul that I was willing to go to any lengths to consume it. I was jaded by the fact that Claude had tainted and erased the complex flavor I had invested so much of my time to create."
"Erased?" Ciel asked. "How did he do that?"
"When I lost my arm, our contract was temporarily nullified, which made it possible for Claude to steal you away. As your soul was in his possession when I regained my arm, your soul had reverted to its original state, as one ready to begin a contract, rather than end one."
"That's why neither of you just ate my soul and be damned about my body?" Ciel asked, confused.
"Well…it's hard to explain, but the soul just doesn't taste the same when already extracted. Claude realized this when he trapped you in that ring. He discovered that he needed to do what I eventually did; put your soul back into your body, and let it draw up the rest of your energy before he could consume it."
"But then if all the flavor was gone, what was all that goings on about how desirable it was?"
"Because your soul remained so pure, despite all that you had gone through. That was what attracted me in the first place. Even with all the years of seasoning, being the queen's guard dog, your soul remained pure, but fringed with the pain that you had experienced. It was delectable."
Ciel shook his head, still thoroughly confused, and unaware that Sebastian's mouth was watering and he had to swallow several times.
"You didn't have to put my soul back in my body then! It doesn't make sense."
"I already told you-."
"Bugger it!" Ciel pushed away from Sebastian's chest and turned his back to him, wrapping his arms around his pillow and burying his face in it, mumbling loudly, "I'm through trying to really understand the entire situation! You and Claude can go to hell, you're so confusing!"
Sebastian chuckled a little behind him, and slid his arms cautiously back around the boy's waist. He leaned in and kissed the back of Ciel's neck, feeling the skin begin to bump.
"I admit, I didn't really know what I was doing, master. All I knew was that you had been taken from me, and I had to get you back."
Ciel relaxed a bit at the words, and Sebastian went on, speaking deeply into his ear.
"When I put that ring on you and you looked at me with those uncomprehending eyes…it…" His arms tightened around Ciel, "you could say it broke my heart a little. All the time we had shared, all the death and the uncertainty and even the moments of humor…they were all gone. You barely knew me…it hurt me, Ciel, and it made me so angry…"
Ciel shivered at the hot rush of breath against the back of his neck.
"I wanted to kill him for taking you from me. Not only once, but twice. He managed to confuse your mind and tangle you up in his web, turning you against me…"
"He made me send you away…" Ciel said quietly, now engaged in the memories as well. "He made me keep us apart, when you were the one who always promised to be there with me, I was the one who-."
"He was the one!" Sebastian growled, "I don't know why she stopped me from killing him."
"You won the duel."
"A duel is supposed to end when one party kills another. I simply disarmed and wounded him."
"You still won."
"But that simpering Alois, no more than a wisp of soul in that Hanna's grasp, made her order me to stop. Even after all Claude had done to torment the urchin, he couldn't bear to see his butler die, especially at my hands."
Sebastian's arms were shaking around Ciel, as if he were physically back in that moment, when he was about to plunge the demon sword into Claude's chest, and Hanna stopped him, declaring him the winner.
"I'm sorry that you didn't get to kill him," Ciel said softly, "When you think about it though, can you really see him as any different from you?"
"How so?" Sebastian snarled, actually making Ciel a little nervous.
"You both wanted me, and you were both willing to go as far as you had to in order to have me."
"But I owned you." Sebastian said, startling Ciel both with the choice of words and the conviction behind them, "You were mine and he was trampling all over what was clearly marked as my property."
"I'm so sorry for you." Ciel said sarcastically, though he could not really stay angry at being referred to as property after the way he had treated Sebastian for all those years.
They lay there in silence for a while, absorbing all that had just passed between them. It was Sebastian who spoke first,
"It wasn't just because you were my property…it was because you were mine. You belonged to me, in a sense that goes beyond contracts and ownership…I cared for you. I never let myself admit it, never made myself acknowledge why I was acting so frantic to ensure that you would remain mine, but that was the reason nonetheless."
Ciel rolled over to face him again, and kissed him suddenly on the lips. His arms darted around his neck and pulled him closer. Sebastian instantly responded, thrilled when Ciel lifted one of his legs to wrap around his hip. He dropped one hand down to hook his knee and hold his leg in place.
"I knew it." Ciel muttered against his lips, before delving in deep again. Sebastian smiled against Ciel's kisses. Like hell if Ciel had really known. At most he had hoped. No matter now; they were finally living with everything out in the open.
Sebastian ran his hand up and down Ciel's leg, kissing firmly and wildly, while Ciel moaned and devoured his mouth like he was starving for him. It was still unbelievable to him; that they were doing this. That this was alright, and so very, very wonderful.
"Sebastian," Ciel drew back, out of breath, "I…I want to ask you something."
"Anything, Master Ciel." Sebastian replied, kissing his cheeks.
"I'd like for you to show me your true form."
Silence. Then Sebastian laid his forehead to Ciel's and took a shaky breath.
"Are you certain about this?"
Ciel laid his hand on Sebastian's cheek.
"You may have thought that it was inappropriate when you were just my butler, and you thought that 'my impression' of you would be damaged. It's different now, though. We're going to be spending the rest of eternity together and…I have a right to see you as you really are."
"You will be repulsed…"
"I believe I have seen more than enough that would generally repulse other people, that have had little or no effect on me. I'll take my chances."
"Master, I-"
"Sebastian," Ciel's voice was firm, slightly annoyed, "I truly do not wish to make this an order."
That stung a bit, but it did the trick in convincing Sebastian how serious Ciel was.
"Very well, I'll comply."
Sebastian sat up and slipped off the bed, untying his robe and letting it fall. His body looked magnificent against the flames in the fireplace. Ciel sat up on his knees to watch, heart pounding. Only snatches of Sebastian's true shape had been revealed to him before, and then only when they first met. Long nails like claws, sharp fangs, ridiculous but evil-looking spike-heeled boots, and of course, those snake-like eyes that appeared even now. The rest had always been shrouded in a black cloud of darkness.
Sebastian turned to face his master, his face sporting an expression that spoke volumes. It was as if he was trying to say, 'don't hate me after this, I beg you.' Slowly, his body began to change. The muscles swelled larger, his hair lengthened impressively, and two horns appeared on the sides of his head, curling like a ram's. The most impressive change came with the wings that unfolded like a black curtain from his back, trembling in their relief to be free, and shaking a few black feathers loose. The familiar black claws were there, and the fangs, but all in all, Sebastian in himself did not appear too altered. His face was the same, as was his skin tone. His body was just larger, and home to all the demonic characteristics. His cock, however…Ciel's eyes widened. Now there was the monster he had expected to see when Sebastian first stripped off his clothes.
More than any kind of physical change, it was the aura of power around him that really made the difference to Ciel.
"Well, master," Sebastian spoke, and his voice held a strange, unearthly echo to it. Before he could ask anything, however, his own gleaming red eyed widened as they beheld Ciel.
"Wh-what?" Ciel asked, but the next second he felt it; a drastic change in his own body as energy surged through him. Was it from Sebastian? It was as if he was aware that his strength had increased one hundred fold, his muscles trembling with power and doubling in size. He gave a small shriek as he felt something running down his shoulders, before realizing that it was his own hair, growing in the blink of an eye to the length of his collarbone. Long, curved black nails sprouted from his fingers, making him stare down at his hands in utter bewilderment. He shrieked again as he felt two completely new appendages growing from his back rapidly. It didn't hurt, but it was startling and he didn't know what they were.
"What's happening to me!?" He gasped, looking to Sebastian in his confusion, and saw that even he was staring at Ciel with a mystified expression of wonder and surprise. His butler's eyes were running all over the new features, the claws, the long satiny hair, the quivering muscles. Then they lingered above his head, and those red eyes widened even more as if in reverence, and a small evil smile spread across his face.
"What?!" Ciel demanded again, his voice also taking him by surprise as it came out with a strange and eerie echo behind it. "What is it!?" He was panicking, though understanding was beginning to dawn on him.
Without answering, Sebastian reached up as if to stroke Ciel's hair, and instead let his fingers caress something else. Ciel felt his heart jolt as he reached up as well, and felt the unfamiliar shape of a horn adorning his head. He quickly felt around and found the second one on the other side, a short curving thing like a fawn's. He began gasping rapidly, terrified of these foreign additions to the body that had been his for his entire life.
But Sebastian was there, to seize him in a fierce hug, to hold him while he trembled, and even thrashed a bit as if to escape the new body.
"Calm down, master." He soothed, but the young demon was not listening.
"How can I calm down?!" Ciel demanded, "I don't even…"
Sebastian lifted him quickly and carried his struggling master into the bathroom. Ciel cried out with pain as new places he never had were jostled during the transition. Sebastian switched on the light and placed Ciel on his feet, holding him close against his body.
"Look, Ciel." He said firmly, like a quiet command. He had stood the boy right in front of the full-length mirror that filled half of the bathroom wall. Ciel trembled worse at the prospect of seeing himself, but Sebastian took hold of his chin as though he were a child and forced his face toward the mirror.
"Look!" He said, less gently, "this is what you are! There is no shame!"
Ciel opened his eyes against his will, but the second he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror he stopped struggling. He stared, uncomprehending at the being peering back at him. The person he saw had glossy navy hair, nearly dark enough to be called black. It cascaded in shimmering waves to his shoulders, framing a face that was similar to his own but with more adult features and narrower eyes that were blazing red. Two little fangs poked form the corners of his mouth, nothing like Sebastian's, but still deadly-looking. The crowning difference was curling upward on his head in two graceful peaks; smooth black horns. None of these features nearly startled Ciel at all when he saw what had sprouted from his back; two quivering wings.
His jaw dropped. It was still frightening, of course, but the terror was gone, replaced by the shock of how exotic he looked, even to himself. Those wings…he pushed Sebastian's hand away so he could reach behind his shoulder and stroke one of them. He shuddered as he felt the softness of the deep blue feathers against his hand, and felt his own touch in the wing itself. It was unearthly.
"You are stunning." Sebastian breathed, leaning down to place his chin on Ciel's shoulder and let his arms encircle Ciel's waist. He did not have to lean down quite so far, as Ciel's head was nearly up to his shoulder in this form.
Ciel did not reply, but simply let out a broken sigh and turned to bury his face in Sebastian's neck, clutching him. His wings drooped unconsciously.
"It's…too much." He murmured, "I…can't handle this."
"You wanted me to teach you about being a demon, right? This is a perfect opportunity to share at least a little knowledge. You need to spend time in this form, and learn how to maneuver."
"It's too unreal…" Ciel breathed. Sebastian smiled sympathetically and stroked Ciel's head, letting his hand rub against the polished surface of the young horns, loving how they felt.
"But Ciel, it is real." Somehow the thought of Ciel having a demonic shape had never occurred to either of them; of course, Ciel was now a demon, which meant that he possessed a true demon form just as every one of their kind did. Sebastian now felt utterly foolish for not considering it in the first place.
"How did I even change?" Ciel asked. "All I was doing was watching you…"
"My energy must have awoken your own, and prompted your transformation."
"How do I change back?"
"I'm not telling you."
Ciel drew back sharply from Sebastian, glaring at him in anger and fear.
"What do you mean you won't tell me?! You have to tell me!"
"I will, eventually. But Ciel," Sebastian reached out for him, ignoring how the boy recoiled and seizing him anyway, "you look so…sumptuous."
Ciel scoffed.
"Are you saying I wasn't before?"
"Of course you were, but now…" Sebastian licked his lips, staring at him like he was prime rib. Ciel faltered at the intense look in those red eyes. "I always wondered what you would look like with long hair…and those horns…so cute…"
"B-bloody hell, Sebastian…I-I order you to-" Sebastian's mouth was on his, stopping the shaky order in its tracks. Sebastian's mouth was so much hotter in this form, the heat building in Ciel in a flash, so much quicker than usual. He tried to pound his fists against Sebastian's chest, but his long claws got in the way and he scratched himself, squeaking into Sebastian's mouth as he did so. He felt his wings perk up as he began to become aroused, Sebastian's long hair brushing against his chest and exciting him.
Sebastian's huge cock was poking his hip, and Ciel came to find that his own was hard as well. Sebastian never broke the kiss as he backed out of the bathroom, pulling Ciel with him, and reached the bed. He spun them around and pushed Ciel gently onto his back. Ciel yelped.
"My wings!" He cried.
"Fold them in." Sebastian instructed, pulling him up a bit by his waist. Ciel concentrated, and was able to do so, laying the wings gracefully against his back. This time when Sebastian eased him back down it did not hurt.
"Thanks," Ciel said, staring up at Sebastian as he straddled him. He was momentarily distracted as he really took in Sebastian's form up close. He reached up and caressed one of those horns, feeling the smooth ridges and the pointed tip.
"How could you think that this would repulse me?" He asked, "You're more beautiful than I've ever seen you."
Sebastian's eyes softened and he leaned down toward Ciel's face. Ciel thought he was going to kiss him, but instead he ran a thumb over Ciel's upper lip, then pulled it back to reveal one of his new fangs. A shudder went though the older demon, and he gently ran his tongue over it, humming.
"What pleasures await you with these, my lord." He murmured, moving over to lick the other fang as he had the first. Without thinking, Ciel nipped at that tongue and accidentally caught it. A large drop of Sebastian's blood splashed directly onto Ciel's tongue. He jerked his head back from Sebastian, sputtering, and then stilled. It tasted…good. He swallowed cautiously, looking up at Sebastian, who was watching him with delight, seemingly uncaring that his tongue had just been cut.
A deep hunger rose in Ciel at that first taste, and he felt himself trembling with the desire to…
"Sebastian, I…" He slid shaking arms around the older demon's shoulders, eyes focused on the throbbing vein in his strong neck. Sebastian grinned, and all but smothered Ciel with his neck, pressing it down against his mouth.
"Go ahead and bite, Ciel. We'll both enjoy it."
"I don't want…to hurt you…" Ciel said, his voice straining with his restraint.
"It will only hurt for a brief second, and then…" Sebastian actually purred, "trust me, just go ahead."
As if driven by pure instinct, just as Sebastian wanted, Ciel did not give it another moment's thought, and bit down. It was a somehow profound sensation to tear into a fellow being's flesh, invading and stealing the rich liquid of life that was meant to stay within. Odd, but so incredibly delicious. Once the punctures were made Ciel was caught by surprise as a spurt of blood shot out and hit his jaw, almost scalding him. He covered the small wound with his mouth at once, and sucked sporadically, unsure of himself and yet wanting more.
Sebastian closed his eyes as he cradled the back of Ciel's head, unable to truly guide him through this at the moment. His approach was sloppy, without rhythm, but it still excited Sebastian. The fact that this act could be carried out in such an innocent fashion, by a demon…who used to be a human. The older demon chuckled. He was a virgin still in so many, many ways.
The more Ciel drank, the more everything around him seemed to slip away. It was as if nothing else mattered but the necessity of feeding himself from this person. After a while he began to feel dizzy, and breathing through his nose was not enough. He had to pull back. When he did, he was seeing double, and had to squeeze his eyes shut.
"Se…" He couldn't even form the name on his lips, but the faithful demon was there, turning him onto his side and rubbing his back.
"That's what happens when you eat too much, master. The energy you absorb begins to thrum through you faster than you can control. Just lie like this for a little while, and it will go away, I promise. I'm right here, Ciel."
Ciel clung to those words, as he felt the world moving around him, leaving him behind. Long fingers laced through his own and he latched onto them, holding on for dear life as he tried to make heads or tails of the world. Oddly enough, through all the confusion, he could feel his member, rock hard and begging for some attention. Had the feeding made him aroused? Had it been the rich, exotic taste of Sebastian's blood? He didn't know, but he wanted to be touched, there, now. He tried to speak, but Sebastian shushed him. So he fumbled with his own free hand to find his need and attend to it. He sighed, and rubbed himself with unsteady, shaking fingers. It wasn't much, but it was enough to ease the urge.
"Stubborn boy." He heard Sebastian laugh. As he stoked himself hit-or-miss, he felt Sebastian's hand petting his rump, his long nails lightly scraping his skin as he did so. Ciel jerked, barely able to handle one more sensation and yet loving it.
"While you're so helpless, let's try something…" Ciel was a bit frightened by the words and the tone, but at the same time deliciously excited. The idea of being at Sebastian's mercy…
The hand retreated for a moment, and then returned, lower down. The long nails were gone, possibly he had retracted them, and only a smooth, wet finger touched his secret portal. He gasped as that finger teased him, stroked the puckered folds, and finally slipped inside. Ciel groaned, knowing that he should feel some level of discomfort, and yet there was none. Was it the energy still whirling through him that made every sensation a pleasant one? He would have to ask later when his ability for speech returned.
That finger worked itself in and out, touching the sensitive walls that quivered and sucked at it. Ciel was breathing hard, still petting himself haphazardly. There was no pain at all, as he thought there would be. It felt amazing.
"You love it." Sebastian growled, "dear god, the first time you have a finger in your ass and you're practically begging for a cock already."
"Ugnnnn…" Was all Ciel could say, still gripping Sebastian's free hand with his own.
"Such a beauty," Sebastian said, kissing his hip, his arm, his neck. "Such a perfect little beauty."
Ciel found the strength to move his hips slightly, indicating his pleasure. Sebastian added another finger and Ciel make a whining sound, encouraging more.
"Hard…er…" The breathy word barely made it past his lips; it was an effort to do anything more than just lie there, trying to remember up from down. Sebastian heard him, though.
"As you wish, Master Ciel." Ciel groaned at the words, and at the increased speed at which he thrust his fingers in and out of Ciel's softening entrance. A sudden hardness was pressed to the back of Ciel's knee, hot and throbbing. It rubbed itself against the soft flesh there to sate itself, just as Ciel's poorly-performing hand was managing to sate his own need for now.
"M…ore…" Ciel huffed, and Sebastian added a third finger, making him moan louder than ever. He was able to move a little more now, but not by much, just shifting on the bed by inches.
"Do you want it, Ciel? Do you want me inside of you?"
"Yes…" Ciel breathed, a little stronger, "Yes! Now!"
Sebastian tipped Ciel onto his back again, glad that the boy's new wings were folded still. He dropped his head briefly, withdrawing his fingers and playing his tongue against Ciel's twitching entrance.
"Aaagn! Oh! That's…wow…" Ciel managed, feeling the world right itself slowly as the energy he had consumed leveled out. Sebastian did not spend long with his oral pleasuring, and soon he pulled back, pushing Ciel's legs toward his chest and lining himself up just right. Ciel fumbled for his wrists, but couldn't hold on, and simply let his arms flop to the mattress, spread out and helpless. He was ready for whatever Sebastian had to give him.
"I'm coming in, Ciel, tell me if you want me to stop." Sebastian's voice sounded strained, but Ciel knew he was telling the truth despite the effort it must be taking not to pound right into him. His sight was slowly returning to more than colors and patterns swirling whenever he opened his eyes, and so he tried to focus on Sebastian above him. He was framed in firelight, nearly a black silhouette, eyes glowing with lust and the internal embers that lit them.
The next second, something hard and hot as hell was inside of him, in one smooth motion. He did feel discomfort, but it was nothing more. He was amazed. He had thought he would be in agony at such a large cock inside him. And it was very, very large. Ciel let out a groan, and his limp hands gripped the bedspread, his eyes squeezing shut again as he tried to adjust.
"Are you…alright…Ciel?" Sebastian asked, faltering as he too adjusted to the intense tight heat embracing him.
"Move…god's sake, move." Ciel said, his voice no longer strained but still wispy. Sebastian obeyed, and began to thrust within him leisurely. Ciel had never thought that something so big would bring him pleasure rather than pain, and in no time he was rocking his hips toward the thrusts, moaning loudly.
"Sebastian, touch…touch my…" Ciel could barely string two words together, he was so disoriented with the intense pleasure, the buzz from the feeding, and overall power of their combined demonic forms. Luckily, Sebastian always knew just what he needed. He wrapped his hand around his master's weeping cock and pumped it in time with his thrusts.
"God! Yes! Oh. My. God. This….aah!" Ciel was blurting out random words and phrases to express his pleasure, and as his strength returned to him he arched his body and latched onto Sebastian's neck. Sebastian growled and unexpectedly hauled Ciel up and clean off the bed. Ciel gasped, clinging even tighter to Sebastian as he was held up by the demon's arms. He slid his legs instinctively around Sebastian's waist as the older demon continued to thrust upward, propelled by his powerful thighs.
"AAAAH!" Ciel cried out, as Sebastian's cock drove even deeper and struck a point that set fire to his flesh and made pleasure shoot through his entire body as if he were climaxing repeatedly.
"What…is…that!?" He blurted, tossing back his head and unconsciously unfolding his wings. They spread out behind him in all their glory, catching the firelight.
"You're gorgeous." Sebastian huffed, "absolutely gorgeous. Pump your wings, Ciel, just lightly…"
Even within the throes of ecstasy, Ciel managed an indigent look.
"You…want…me…to…try…to…fly…now?!"
"Trust me."
Ciel's wings trembled as he tried to locate the new muscles in charge of their movement, while being shagged senseless by a demon cock that was shooting electricity into him. Finally his wings gave a little unsure flap, and then another.
"That's it, Ciel…" Sebastian said, his voice terse. He was so close, but he wanted to see Ciel do it first.
It took several moments, but finally Ciel was pumping his wings almost furiously, actually lifting his body up and down along with Sebastian's thrusts. He was able to thrust himself downward using his wings, and it was glorious. A smile was spread wide across his face and he laughed even in the midst of it all.
"Yes! Yes! Bloody…I have bloody wings! God, Sebastian, that feels so damned good! Ah! Ah! Oh! I'm…I'm so…I'm going to…"
This was it; the pure euphoria of a human realizing the inhuman gifts they had been given, while experiencing one of the most human pleasures in existence. Oh yes, exquisite…Sebastian thrust one final time, managing to hold Ciel up with one arm, and use his other to stroke Ciel furiously. With a final shriek of pleasure, Ciel was shooting his burning release against their stomachs, and Sebastian sighed, bursting within that precious body. Ciel's wings stopped pumping at once, and folded in, exhausted.
Sebastian nearly dropped them both onto the bed, where they lay panting and chuckling softly in succession. Ciel's folded wings were trembling, Sebastian's were draped elegantly around them both like a roof, softening the firelight.
"That was…unspeakably…beautiful…" Ciel panted harshly, his entire body quivering faintly.
Sebastian wove one clawed hand into Ciel's long hair, bringing it to his nose to inhale the fresh scent, the scent of his master. Ciel was unable to lift a hand to do anything, and simply stared at Sebastian when his eyes weren't closing to rest. Sebastian smiled fondly at the slightly blinking boy. Taking his face in his hands, he leaned his head forward to rub their horns together in an affectionate gesture.
Ciel unconsciously rubbed back sleepily as he felt himself drifting away, unaware that this was yet another form of a demon's kiss.
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