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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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The snow was falling thickly, but it was so dark only the heavy silence and the continuous cold touches on ones face told of its presence beyond streetlamps. Here there were no lights, but Ciel could see in the dark easily now, and the snow was almost obscuring the young demon's vision as he tried to focus on what Sebastian was drawing to his attention. They were on the roof of a building in what could be considered the 'bad side of town' here in Paris. It had been several months since the two of them had mended their relationship, and now Ciel wondered how life could possibly be any more satisfying.
"The key is to make a clean kill first, and then draw out the delicacies through the wounds or the mouth."
Well, there was one way life could be more satisfying; not needing to feed on human souls for sustenance. Sebastian had been extremely patient and kind, sharing the souls he scavenged with Ciel by mixing them in with his human food. However, Ciel hated Sebastian's silent disapproval of this method, and in a fit of characteristic stubbornness he agreed to a 'hunting and feeding' lesson. He was far too proud to back out now, even though he truly wished that he could.
Sebastian must have seen the brooding expression on Ciel's face, because he ran his fingers through Ciel's hair soothingly and leaned down to kiss his cheek.
"This is an important night for you, Ciel. I'm so very proud of you."
Ciel scoffed, turning his face away.
"You think I'm an idiotic coward. Admit it."
Sebastian drew him back into the circle of his arms, letting his little master feel the sturdiness of his body. He held him like that for a moment before answering,
"You are neither, master. Though I am very pleased that you agreed to this."
"Hmm…" Ciel sighed, trying to act distant. Sebastian could feel him shaking. Demon or no, Ciel was still subject to nerves. So like a human he still was, and Sebastian actually found it endearing.
"Are you ready, master?" Sebastian whispered soothingly into his young ward's ear. Ciel took a shuddering breath and leaned back against Sebastian for a second.
"No." He whispered back very softly.
"Come on, then."
Taking Ciel's hand, Sebastian leapt downward from the roof of the tall building, to the alley below. They landed in perfect synchrony, and stood up just as gracefully. Ciel inched a bit closer to Sebastian's side as they started walking toward the slumbering form slumped against the dirty brick wall. It was nearly impossible to discern the human figure underneath the thick layer of fresh snow, but the outline of limbs and head were just visible enough to the demons' keen eyes.
"He's nearly gone. Freezing to death. He has mere seconds left." Sebastian said softly. Ciel swallowed hard, and his grip on Sebastian's hand tightened.
"What do I do?" He asked, his voice a bit husky. Sebastian smiled, feeling a deep surge of affection for Ciel at this moment. Many of these deep, intense surges of feeling had been coming over him of late, and it was almost painful how happy they made him. It was very unusual for a demon to feel so much. But then, their entire situation was unusual in the world.
Still holding Ciel's hand, Sebastian turned the body over. It was a man, perhaps in his mid-forties, but it was hard to tell with the thick, scraggly beard. Ciel winced at the sight of his frostbitten face and the sound of his quiet moan. Apart from that small reaction, the dying man did not even open his eyes. He seemed ready for death.
"Just make a clean cut, master. Through the throat would be the quickest."
Ciel stood there for another moment staring at the most helpless and easy of prey, before he stepped forward, letting go of Sebastian's hand. He stood close over the man, and took a deep breath. Then he set his jaw and sliced his hand through the air horizontally. Instantly the man's throat slit open, bright red blood spattering Ciel's clothes, all the way up to his face. Ciel was not unused to having other's blood on him, nor was he unused to killing, but the next part was what he dreaded. To his new demon eyes, he could see it; a glowing white substance like a mist that seeped suddenly from the wound, but did not mix with the blood. The scent of it wafted up to his sensitive little nose, and he inhaled sharply. It smelled so delicious, harsh and strong like a spicy food. His mouth watered.
"Sebastian..?" He asked shakily.
"Just hold out your hand for it, and it will come to you."
Ciel knelt down near the bleeding wound, a stray spurt catching him on the cheek and making him jerk back suddenly. He recovered quickly and reached out slowly. The glowing soul seemed to waver there, the last of it extracting itself completely from the wound. When his small fingers came within inches of it, the mist seemed to stick to his hand, curling into his palm and awaiting his pleasure.
"Go on, Ciel. It will be delicious." Sebastian cooed encouragingly from behind him. Ciel cradled the soul in his hands, and stood up, turning toward the older demon. He held the glowing mist out slightly.
"Would my soul have looked this beautiful, do you think? When you took it from me?"
He had no idea what made him ask such a question, or why he was even feeling a deep ache run through his chest and throat. Somehow the thought had struck him suddenly, at the thought that he was literally holding a human soul.
"Ciel…"
"Such a fragile thing, isn't it?" Ciel asked, looking down at the soul in his hand. "But so precious. The very essence of who we are and I…I don't have one anymore…"
He felt his eyes fill with unbidden tears, and he took in a dangerously shuddering breath, hanging his head.
"Oh, Ciel…"
In one quick motion, as if afraid of losing his nerve, the young demon suddenly brought his hands to his mouth and devoured the gleaming soul. The experience was indescribable. Bliss, sweet bliss and such a wonderful sense of relief from the gnawing hunger of his being. When he finished, however, he dropped to his knees.
Sebastian came to kneel beside him, and began to gently rub his back, saying nothing.
"I would have been gone, just like that." Ciel said roughly, feeling the hot tears scalding his cold cheeks. "It would have been so quick…just one swallow, and all that I was…would be yours."
Sebastian cupped Ciel's chin and lifted his face. Those wide blue eyes were glistening with tears, and they had made clean tracks through the red stains on the boy's face. Sebastian leaned in and slowly licked the blood from his master's skin, along with his tears, kissing away the last of them and Ciel's lips before he drew away.
"All that you are is mine, Ciel," He said quietly, staring into those anguished eyes in the hopes that he could make Ciel understand just how serious he was. "with or without a soul you are still unequivocally Ciel Phantomhive, my master. And you are mine. Nothing about that has changed."
Ciel stared back at him, his eyes glowing a little as Sebastian's words touched him deeply. It was true, and he knew it. His butler, his lover, always knew just what to say. He swallowed a little, and a sudden hiccup jolted his small body. He blushed and Sebastian's face lit up with an intensely affectionate expression.
"Oh, you sweet, dear thing." He placed his forehead against Ciel's tenderly, "To think that I nearly didn't see the truth. I almost condemned myself to a state of eternal misery over something that I had never truly lost."
Ciel cocked his head in Sebastian's grasp.
"What do you mean?" He asked, "You lost my soul."
"But I didn't lose you." Sebastian said, kissing his forehead and then rubbing his cheek gently against Ciel's, "keeping you with me, always…that is far more precious than snuffing you out with a single swallow. Please, Ciel, do not grieve for your soul."
"I never thought I would," Ciel responded, sliding his arms around Sebastian's neck and pulling himself into his demon's arms. "I gave my soul up long ago, but now…I just never imagined there might be a scenario where I would live on after my soul was extinguished. It is…more difficult than just giving it up altogether and slipping into oblivion."
Sebastian held his dear master close, burying his nose in the side of Ciel's neck and inhaling his scent deeply. He would never grow weary of his scent; like sweet lavender and bitter herbs. So quintessentially Ciel.
"I'll drive your sorrow from you with all the fervor I possess." Sebastian whispered, and stood up, lifting Ciel in his arms. The boy had always been quite spoiled even before he had become a demon, but now he was even more so, enjoying it when Sebastian carried him everywhere. "Let's head back. You did well tonight."
Sebastian could have easily just transported them back to their current lodging in a grand house they were renting, but he assumed the walk would give Ciel time to hopefully sort things out mentally.
"It is good to feel well-fed." Ciel said, nuzzling his nose into the side of Sebastian's neck. "I never thought anything would ever compare to your cooking…"
"Now you understand how difficult it was for me to cook anything decent when you first brought me back to the manor." Sebastian said with a small smirk. "The fact that I have mastered human food without the slightest true knowledge of the taste is a merit to my talents."
"Show-off." Ciel muttered, "I can't believe you can't actually taste it."
"I can taste it, I just don't register the same pleasure that humans do."
"That's terrible."
"I have tried my lord."
"Well, try again. Let's eat some human food when we get back."
"What would you like?"
"Nothing fancy…maybe some hot buttered toast and hot chocolate. That's always good on a cold night."
"Yes, my Lord Ciel." Sebastian whispered seductively, and Ciel shivered in his arms. By now Sebastian was well-aware that affixing Ciel's first name to the end of former titles could arouse his master in the blink of an eye.
They returned to the fine house, and Ciel took a bath while Sebastian prepared the requested snack. Ciel had insisted on doing certain things for himself now that it was not necessary for Sebastian to do everything for him. He still enjoyed it when Sebastian bathed and dressed him, but he no longer wanted to need him to do so. He had even mastered how to tie his own shoes.
Ciel was just slipping into his silken pajamas when Sebastian entered his bedroom, carrying a tray. Ciel sniffed, smiling as he detected the scent of hot chocolate. Sebastian thought how sweet it was that Ciel's smiles were no longer a rare occurrence. It was odd that he should ever think anything sweet, or dear, or…lovely…but Ciel's presence in his life had changed him, and continued to change him with each passing day.
"Put the tray on the bed." Ciel said, sounding almost excited. Sebastian no longer ever told him what was proper or improper, for the code of the English nobility no longer applied to either of them. So he complied, and placed the tray cautiously on the mattress.
"You change, too, Sebastian. Then come sit on the bed with me."
In a few short seconds Sebastian was clad in clothes similar to Ciel's; satiny pajamas that shimmered in the firelight and felt so good against the skin. Even Sebastian had to appreciate them. He sat beside his master, careful not to upset the tray. Ciel picked up his mug of hot chocolate, licking a bit at the decorative swirl of cream on the top before taking a sip and humming in delight.
"Now, take a sip of that and tell me it's not delicious." Ciel said. Sebastian rolled his eyes, and smiled at Ciel, but obeyed him.
"Well, it is certainly hot…and it tastes like chocolate." Sebastian said blandly.
"I can't believe you." Ciel said, exasperated.
"I apologize master."
"You can't do anything about it." Ciel grumbled, biting into a slice of toast, letting his eyes fall shut at the taste of the warm butter. When he had swallowed and washed it down with another sip of hot chocolate, Ciel's eyes suddenly widened. "What if…I ordered you to be able to taste it the way I do?"
Sebastian lifted an eyebrow.
"Pardon?"
"If I ordered you to taste food the way I do, could you enjoy it too?"
"I…don't know."
Ciel wasted no time, but let the words roll right off his tongue,
"Sebastian, I order you to taste and enjoy this food the way I do!"
Sebastian grinned slowly, truly unsure what the outcome would be but intensely glad above all that Ciel was back to his normal self, or at least normal as of late. He was oddly more like a child now than he ever had been, and at the same time more grown up. It was an interesting contrast. In the space of several months he had openly giggled, laughed, smiled, wept, and loved with an ease that almost set Sebastian's head spinning. The changes had been so slight at first, as Ciel tested the waters to see if he could be quite so free with his emotions, and once the conditioning of society had began to wear off, he slowly came out of his aristocratic shell, but retained the best qualities it had given him.
Sebastian reached for a slice of toast, and Ceil slapped his hand away. Instead, the boy lifted his cup to his mouth and took a large sip. He did not swallow, but reached out and pulled Sebastian's head in toward him. He rose up on his knees so that he was above the older demon, and then pressed his mouth against Sebastian's. He let the hot chocolate drain into Sebastian's waiting mouth, and he heard the other demon give a short sound of surprise. He pulled back to look eagerly into Sebastian's face.
He looked genuinely surprised, and he licked his lips slowly.
"That settles it, Master Ciel; you truly have unlimited power over every single aspect of my body."
Ciel smiled wickedly and looped his arms around Sebastian's neck.
"Does that mean that my order worked?"
"Quite." Sebastian answered. "I've never tasted anything like it before."
"Well then, get to work on your own cup before I have to force-feed the rest of it to you."
"What makes you think I would object to that?"
"Nothing, but I'd like to see your face as you enjoy human food for the first time. Turnabout is fair play after all, and you already witnessed me eating my first wholesome soul.""
Sebastian growled and pulled on Ciel's waist, bringing him in for a kiss. He could taste the chocolate in his master's mouth, and it thrilled him. What a gift Ciel had just granted him. This would prove to make the upcoming days more interesting.
For the next twenty minutes Sebastian drank hot chocolate and ate buttery toast with his master, and enjoyed it like he'd never thought possible. It really was incredible that he had never been able to taste it before. As delightful as it was, the sight of Ciel in his rich blue pajamas was making Sebastian hungry in another way entirely. He was just too delectable, regardless of what he was wearing, of course, but blue had always particularly suited him due to his eyes. His eyes…one of the greatest benefits of their current lives was being able to see both of Ciel's eyes, without the restriction of that infernal eye patch. Sebastian enjoyed seeing the mark of their bond on Ciel's pupil. It was a mark that would never fade, and he could see it at any time he wanted.
When the tray was empty, Sebastian set it on the floor by the bedroom door and returned to his master's side. Ciel was worming his way down beneath the covers, and holding out his arms for Sebastian to join him. The older demon instantly slid in beside Ciel, wrapping his body around the slighter one like clockwork. They fit like puzzle pieces, crafted as if for one another's bodies. Admittedly, they had come to find that Ciel's body in his human form was much tighter and virginal than his demon form apparently was. It took much more preparation for love-making in this form, but of course, they enjoyed each other's bodies no matter what form they took.
"I'm so tired." Ciel yawned. "You're going to have to wake me up a bit."
Sebastian stroked Ciel's ear with his tongue before whispering into it,
"Slow or fast?"
"What do you feel like?"
"Hmm…" Sebastian slid Ciel's satin pants down his hip so that he could grope his behind.
"I'll take that as a 'slow'?" Ciel giggled, squirming a little.
"For now," Sebastian purred, "Give me a bit of time; I may change my mind."
Ciel smiled and drew Sebastian's head down for a tender kiss.
"You know as well as I; we now have more than enough time."
Silken pajamas slid deliciously together as the two demons entwined around each other, Sebastian's hand stroking the skin of Ciel's hip beneath the fabric. Ciel responded lazily, feeling weariness, arousal and love tangling together in a haze of comfort around him. He knew Sebastian was always willing to do what he wanted, and he had never been repentant for anything, so he cared not that he was half-asleep as they kissed slowly. He cared not that Sebastian's arousal was far harder than his own, pressing between their bodies insistently, throbbing to make its presence known. He cared not that Sebastian most likely wanted to plunge right into him and ravage him raw. No, right now he let himself be taken care of, held in those arms and kissed like he was made of china, protected from everything including Sebastian's impatient member.
"Hmm…nice…" Ciel muttered against Sebastian's lips. "Don't stop…"
His small voice was heavy with sleep and slurred a bit, but Sebastian complied, grinning at how dear the boy was.
"Never, master." He said, letting his tongue caress Ciel's lips ever so softly. His hand pulled Ciel's silken pants down to his knees, and then trailed gently back up the soft thigh. Ciel shuddered and his thigh twitched. He pulled back from the kiss as Sebastian let his hand wander up and down, settling gently on his half-hard cock. He cupped it delicately, just barely letting his long fingers graze the sensitive flesh. Ciel moaned and rested his forehead against Sebastian's.
"So nice…" He repeated, "So soft, Sebastian…"
"Indeed," Sebastian replied, observing his cock, "You really must be exhausted."
"Hmm…" Ciel's eyes were closed, but his little body shifted as Sebastian began teasing him more by running his fingertips around the head.
"There we are." Sebastian said softly, as his light teasing caused the sleepy cock to wake and rise to full hardness.
"God, with just a few touches…" Ciel commented, squirming a little as Sebastian refused to give him more than that. He withdrew his fingers completely and carefully rolled Ciel onto his back. The boy complied and opened his eyes tiredly to watch Sebastian. The older demon began to slowly unbutton the silken shirt, the delicate shift in the clothing against his skin sending thrills through the boy. When he had parted the shirt, he let his hands flatten against the incredible smoothness of Ciel's white stomach and chest. He felt them with reverence, enjoying the softness of his skin and the little breaths his master gave out.
"Ah, these are lovely." Sebastian said, stroking his thumbs beneath Ciel's dark pink nipples. "So very sensitive…I wonder…Since you're not in the mood for any fast, rough play…perhaps…I could try an alternative solution."
"What are you on about?" Ciel all but yawned. Sebastian gave a wicked grin and flicked his thumbs across the soft nubs. Ciel twitched, and they hardened instantly.
"I believe you feel it in your cock when I play with your nipples." Sebastian said, conversationally. It always excited Ciel when he spoke like that, as if simply making an observation about the weather. Of course, very little about what Sebastian did was ever anything but exciting. So he started in, pinching and rolling Ciel's nipples between his talented fingers, watching the boy gasp and squeeze his eyes shut and moan beneath him.
"So easy to manipulate you this way." Sebastian commented, squeezing his nipples tight with two fingers and rubbing the pinched tip with a third. Ciel arched sharply, giving out his first real cry of the evening. "There he is."
Sebastian tormented Ciel with the sweet pleasure for several moments, until his nipples were swollen and red with use. By this time Ciel was mad with lust, crying out and begging Sebastian for more, but all in a very quiet, oddly tired way. It was a fascinating contradiction to Sebastian, and it aroused him. His master, so very greedy, wanting sexual satisfaction and sleep all at once, and finding a strange balance between the two. Incredible.
"Let's see if I'm right about this." Sebastian said, his voice less conversational now and more husky. He bent his head and began to suckle Ciel's left nipple.
"God yes…" Ciel whispered, wrapping his slender hands around Sebastian's head. The older demon had been impressed that up until now, he had left them resting above his head. Now they clutched at him gently, finding a latch in his hair. Sebastian began to apply his mouth in the most sensual of ways, sucking, licking, even gentle biting. He alternated between the two abused nubs, gradually increasing the suction until he was making Ciel squirm.
"Oh god, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop…" Ciel chanted in a whisper, and Sebastian suddenly clamped down very hard, and his slender body arched, his fingers tightening in Sebastian's hair for the first time. A small sound caught in Ciel's throat, and he sighed, his body relaxing. Sebastian grinned and released the nipple with a last, gentle lick. He glanced down and was delighted to see the wetness dripping from Ciel's cock.
"As I suspected," he said, letting his fingers collect the liquid that had spilled from him, "you came…"
"It was too good." Ciel muttered breathlessly, "You are going to be the death of me."
"I think not." Sebastian chuckled, laying back down and pulling Ciel into his arms again. "Very few things can kill you now, and I'm not going to change that."
"How easy is it for one demon to kill another?" Ciel asked.
"Well, you witnessed Claude's battles with me, my lord. Surely you saw how very difficult it can be, even when bound by master's orders."
Ciel yawned.
"I'm sorry, Sebastian, I don't know why, but I can't shake off my weariness."
Sebastian stroked his chin and let his thumb wander over his full bottom lip.
"There is one way."
Ciel's eyes opened and gazed at him, curious.
"I thought I would feel completely energetic after consuming a soul directly from the body. Why is it that I'm..?"
"Stress, I think, sir. That is still possible, even for you. Now, the solution is a bit…well, you might think it a bit frightening."
"Let me be the judge of that." Ciel said, now paying more attention.
Never being one to beat about the bush, Sebastian evenly stated,
"Consume my blood. It is one way that demons can survive without consuming souls for lengths of time."
Ciel's eyes widened and he swallowed deeply. After a moment, he said quietly,
"You're right, I don't like the idea."
"You already did so, master, the first time we made love, remember?"
Ciel did, but only vaguely. He had thought that the memory of their first time would stick out to him clearly, but instead it just felt like a blue even after such a short amount of time. He couldn't believe that he had actually done that...he had been too caught up in everything else to really pay attention...it had just happened. Was the reason because...he had been in his human form? Perhaps that was why it was hard to remember...everything was always so much more vividly stamped into his brain when they occurred in his demon form.
"Before you decide in haste, master, let me tell you that it does not hurt me. Not after the initial bite, that is. You could say…being fed on is like a natural aphrodisiac to us demons. I can't explain it to you without showing you."
"You want to bite me?" Ciel asked, a little startled.
"To be honest, I'd have to say yes." Sebastian replied, his lips curling into another evil smile. "But of course I won't without your consent."
"That's comforting." Ciel scoffed, though his eyes were now fixed on the curve of Sebastian's pale throat. The older demon was silent, letting Ciel mull the prospect over. If he knew his master at all, he would at least be curious enough to give it a try, regardless of how revolting he might really think the concept. He had never wanted to kill a human and steal their soul, but he had done so just earlier that evening.
"Alright." Ciel said gently, letting his small fingers brush the side of Sebastian's neck, "guide me through it."
Sebastian's smile widened and he sat up, pulling Ciel with him, holding him upright against his chest. Ciel straddled his legs to get more comfortable, hands resting on his demon's shoulders.
"We'll want to transform for this first time." Sebastian said into Ciel's ear. "Follow my lead."
With those words Sebastian's hair began cascading down between them, his horns and claws sprouted, and his wings unfolded behind him. Ciel felt his own body follow suit with the urging of his mind. Sebastian had been teaching him how to switch back and forth between his forms, but it was still requiring a lot of effort. Sebastian's long-nailed hands came up to sift through his own long hair.
"Beautiful boy." He whispered in his deep, powerful voice, and kissed the small horns on Ciel's head. "Beautiful, sinful boy…"
"You prefer me in this form, don't you?" Ciel ventured, a deep thrum of arousal going through him with Sebastian's words.
"I cannot deny that, Ciel." Sebastian murmured, inhaling deeply of the hair he was stroking. "You're just too precious, and arousing and vulnerable and deadly and incredible all at once that it drives me mad."
He punctuated every adjective with a kiss to Ciel's head or face, and the boy was melting already.
"H-how am I vulnerable?" Ciel asked, trying to maintain a somewhat wounded air.
"You're just an infant, my lord, fresh and new. You have those tiny little horns and fangs…so sweet."
Ciel scoffed, "And yet in this form I look like I'm several years older than I was when I was changed!"
Sebastian clarified for him,
"Don't be like that, you're also strong and deadly, more vicious than you've ever been. You've always been a dangerous person, Ciel, but now you are dangerous in yourself, and that…just arouses me beyond words."
He let his clawed hands wrap around Ciel's biceps, feeling the solid muscle beneath the soft skin. He was well-sculpted in this form, and Sebastian loved it.
"And you know that I will always enjoy whatever form you take, because you're you."
"Oh God, I don't know how much more of your sap I can take." Ciel groaned, but Sebastian grinned.
"We can see about answering that question if you like."
"That is not what I meant, and you know it."
"Of course, sir. So, my blood…"
Ciel tightened his hands on Sebastian's shoulders.
"What do I do?"
Sebastian took one of Ciel's hands and placed its fingers on the right side of his neck.
"Feel that? That's the vein you want to pierce. Locate it with your fangs, and when you are ready, just break the skin. After that, just drink."
Ciel swallowed a bit, feeling undeniably nervous, but set his face into a determined expression and leaned forward. He felt the pulsing vein for a moment with his fingers before pulling them away. He hovered over the spot with his mouth, hesitating and feeling his own breath bouncing back on his lips. He started off by kissing the flesh, running it over and over with his tongue.
"Stop stalling, Master Ciel." Sebastian said huskily.
"Fine." Ciel growled, and driven purely by stubbornness, bit into Sebastian's neck. It felt all wrong at first, actually being able to tear the flesh that easily. It should not be that easy. Nothing should possess that kind of power…he heard Sebastian's quiet gasp and his will instantly crumpled as he thought he had hurt him. He tried to pull back, but Sebastian's hands held his head firmly in place.
"You must do this, my lord." He said, in a somewhat strained voice. "You cannot stop now; it is cruel."
Ciel was not sure what he meant by that, but he obeyed and sunk his fangs back in. At the first taste of blood, something took him. It was as if his mind went blank and a comforting urge to suck came over him, ridding him of all responsibility. It directed him to withdraw his fangs so the blood could pour into his mouth, and then he was drinking, and it was so good, so unearthly, so deliciously wicked…He couldn't get enough. Sebastian tasted like some kind of dark dessert, perhaps a chocolate, with a heavy undertone of spice. It was exotic, and wonderful. He faintly heard the sound of his own grunting and groaning, like an animal as he fed. He was aware that he broke the skin again in a different place when the wounds he had been sucking healed infuriatingly beneath his tongue.
"Easy now, master." He heard Sebastian's voice as though from a great distance, and at the same time his head began to spin. He felt the world tipping and sliding away, and he became frightened. His vision had been a white fog, and now it was a dizzying swirl of the room, Sebastian's long hair, and the light of the fire. He pulled back, gasping, panicked.
"Se…Seb…" He couldn't get the words out, like his blood-drenched mouth was too heavy for speech.
"I'm right here, Ciel, it's alright, just breathe." Sebastian's voice was clearer now, and Ciel became aware of his arms holding him in place as he panted, slumped forward against the older demon's strong shoulder. He felt like he would be sick for a brief moment as the vertigo overtook him, but Sebastian's hands and his soft muttered words of comfort brought him back to earth after a while.
"What…what just…" Ciel managed, as his mouth started working again.
"You drank too much." Sebastian explained, gently pushing him away so he could stroke his face. "I knew you would this first time. You will learn restraint in time, I hope."
Ciel was gripped by a horrifying thought. He snapped back to life, and even though he still felt like everything was swaying this way and that beneath him, he managed to clutch onto Sebastian's arms and stare up wildly at him.
"Did I hurt you? God, did I take too much and-."
"Hush, little one." Sebastian said soothingly, kissing his cheek, one of his large horns rubbing against Ciel's. "I'm fine. It is difficult to drain a demon completely, and you don't require a great amount to become overwhelmed in the first place."
"Oh," Ciel said, continuing to stare up at his demon, who smiled fondly at him.
"I wish you could see yourself right now; your eyes are as big and bright as tea saucers."
"Oh," Ciel repeated stupidly, and Sebastian chuckled. He reached out to swipe a thumb at the corners of Ciel's lips, cleaning them of a few smudges of black blood.
"Your technique could use improvement." Sebastian commented smugly. That brought Ciel back a little, and he scowled.
"Well, pardon me for having never sucked anyone's blood the right way!" He grumbled.
"Enough of that, now," Sebastian said, and kissed Ciel deeply, erasing the frown with his mouth. "There's still plenty of blood pooled in other areas of my body that need attending to. Are you up to the challenge?"
"Always." Ciel replied simply, still a bit dazed. Sebastian growled and all but threw Ciel from his lap, letting him land on his side. Ciel had learned enough about maneuvering with his wings by now, and they avoided injury.
"I'm done with going slow tonight." Sebastian said, seizing Ciel's hips and lifting them into the air. They never shifted into clothes when they were alone like this, and they were both completely bare. This made it easy for Sebastian to begin probing Ciel's entrance quickly with his fingers. Ciel gasped in surprise, but relaxed, letting him do it. Ciel had learned by now that Sebastian could be very forceful, but he never hurt him. If he wanted to he need simply thrust himself forward right now and take Ciel, but he never did. He prepared him first, working his fingers in and out albeit faster than usual, but still easing the way for what was to come. It was always less painful in Ciel's true form, anyway, and they had less to worry about.
Less than a moment later he withdrew his fingers and lined himself up. The romantics for the night had already passed, and now it came down to pure, animalistic need, especially in this form. So they both gave out long groans when one body embraced the other tightly, and they could feel their connection in every fiber of their beings.
"Move." Ciel hissed, feeling his body spasming around Sebastian in his want. His demon made no objections, but obeyed, thrusting quickly, repeatedly, into his tight heat. Ciel was coherent enough to wonder how he had ever lived without this before. It was so sweet, and passionate, and torturous and…god, Sebastian found his spot and began hammering against it relentlessly... Ciel's wings trembled, curling in tight to his body but still moving restlessly, tightly, in response to the pleasure. Sebastian was supporting himself on one hand, but the other began to stroke up Ciel's back. Eventually, when they grew close, he leaned up fully on his legs and clutched the base of Ciel's wings with both hands for leverage, pounding into him. Ciel yelped, but not from pain; that was incredibly exciting. Sebastian's strong hands, so easily capable of ripping those wings right off his back, were holding onto them reverently, with just enough force to propel both of them to greater heights of pleasure.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Ciel screamed, and Sebastian made his own sound of ecstasy as they both climaxed, their wings shuddering, feathers of black and deep blue floating up into the air.
Sebastian collapsed onto his side, pulling Ciel back against him without withdrawing. They were panting, slick with sweat, and thrumming with pure energy from their act. They lay there, basking in it all for uncounted moments. Eventually Sebastian began making the purring sound that Ciel had become familiar with over the last few months, and he rubbed his face against Ciel's feathery wings.
"Your wings are so soft," He whispered, stroking one with his hand. "I just want to run my fingers over them forever."
"You can you know," Ciel said softly, shifting backwards even more to press himself closer to Sebastian's chest. The warmth of Sebastian still clutched in his body was incredibly comforting, and he didn't want to disturb their joining. It was a sweet sensation, as was the gentle kisses that Sebastian was dusting on the back of his damp neck. He smiled softly in contentment.
"Forever is all the time we have left."
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