Seeking Consequence

The darkness was blinding to the male that was curled in a corner shivering from being left for dead, wounds all over his body, a mark on his side showing the same as the one Ciel had on his. The people who had tortured him felt like he was no longer of use to the world of pain, he no longer was able to endure it. They told him that he was dead either way, and this way it wouldn’t be brought back to them, it wasn’t their fault that in the middle of the night he got hit by a car. He was unclean and they couldn’t clean him anymore. The, now fragile, male was shivering and alone in an ally way of London town. The male had streaks of tears running down his cheek as he looked up seeing a blur of a figure in front of him.

“Help…please…”

Expressionless eyes stared back down at the cowering male. No smile, no hint of remorse could be seen upon the stranger’s face as he came forth, something glittering from the hand hidden behind his hip. “Dirty…” came a whisper from deep within his throat. “Vile…”

“No…please…” the male tried to move away from the figure, only making it to fall over to the side. The male had no strength anywhere on his body, except his shaky voice that was nearly gone as it was. His cries over the past year had left his voice shaky and ragged.

Taking another step forward, the assailant gave a flick of the wrist, the blade in his palm leaving a sharp, shallow swipe of crimson red across the poor man’s neck, suddenly shooting forward and grabbing him by the shoulder to force him forward.

“Soiled creature…you no longer belong here!”

The blade moved again, shallow incisions appearing across the victim’s cheeks, throat, chest and stomach before the clasp holding up the pants was snapped off.

“Unclean…vile…repulsive…”

“NO…! Please. Stop!” the man tried to move away as the cut became slowly more painful, shaking his hands tried to stop the figure that had started to assault him. Crying out as each cut stung slowly, his pants slid faintly down on his waist as he struggled, revealing a tad bit of his skin on his hip.

“Why are you doing this…?!!?!??” the male cried out.

“You’re too soiled…” he snarled, fingers gripping the waistband of the pants and pulling them down harshly, without warning, planting a deep stab into the right thigh, then back up to slip the painful chill of the icy edge of the knife into the spot over the heart, carving lightly in the sign that had previously been burned into the flesh.

“AHHH!” the cry echoed off the walls of the alleyway, his thigh oozed the blood that had been a new wound, as well as the blood that slid down his ribs of his side, where his burned skin had been marked once again. “nooooo….” He started sobbing trying to push the figure away with the effort that he had left. Nearly none of his energy was left as the blood dripped down his body.

The man snickered, continuing the assault on the vulnerable man, watching the crimson bead and dribble along the broken flesh until he dropped back down between the man’s legs. Without warning, the blade dug in deep below the belly…

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The sun slowly revealed itself over the hills of the Phantomhive mansion, it was a gorgeous day from the snow glistening on the ground. It had snowed a new life around the mansion, there was a stronger bind around the house. Leaves were blowing sweetly and gently around in the wind before lightly falling on the snow putting blemishes on it.
Sebastian stirred slowly from a deep sleep, noticing instantly that there was a weight on his chest. Opening his dark eyes, he looked down at his master who was on his chest, wrapped around him fully. Sighing a gentle breath his arms slowly wrapped around his master, holding him close to his body. Loving the feeling of the small teen on his chest. There was something confusing about how he was feeling, slowly he closed his eyes, trying to understand what was going on.

‘What has happened to me…? There is something wrong, maybe…I just need to control myself, I need to be obedient as ever before. Protecting my young master is what I need to do.’ The demon concluded, though he didn’t move his master from his chest. He felt like there was something stirring in the air, something different…’blood?’ he could tell there had been blood shed that night.

“Young master…” he whispered gently, lightly touching his master’s pale cheek, “Ciel…my lord…we must wake…It is a new day…” the demon said in a gentle voice, almost trying to coax his master away from his dreams.

The slumbering boy merely shifted atop the demon’s chest, murmuring something unintelligible from his sleep. His expression was of absolute peace, his fingers were curled into the cloth of Sebastian’s clothing as he slept on.

The demon gave a gentle chuckle, leaning down to nuzzle into the boy’s hair, inhaling his scent quite possibly for the last time with such comfort. Sebastian ran a finger along his masters’ cheek, touching his neck and slowly looked at him, kissing his brow gently. “My lord, wake up…” he gently rolled his fingers up his master’s back, loving the feel of his master clinging onto his clothing. For some reason this felt like it was meant to be, but was it? The demon closed his eyes running from what he was feeling, slowly opening them he once again spoke to the young lord that was on his chest.

“My lord, Phantomhive….Ciel…you don’t wish to stay with me…I know that, so wake up.” His voice was as gentle as a cat’s purr.

Even from within the depths of sleep, Ciel’s peace was shattered to the words. His finger’s grip tightened harshly, clawing into the flesh beneath the coat with how hard he held on, curling slightly more as if trying to cower away from something, his breathing seemed to momentarily falter.

Sebastian looked slightly surprised at his master’s reaction to his words, shuddering gently for some odd reason. Wrapping around his master’s body he didn’t understand why but he did it as if trying to comforting him.

“Oh..sh…sh…sh….alright…I wont leave you, not ever…breathe, my lord…” The demon said in a gentle voice, confused about what he was feeling, when he felt his master grasp tighter, his heart started pounding harder with pure emotion.

Ciel shook slightly, brows furrowing some, muscles tensing before whispering under his breath.
“Don’t touch me…”
He felt clawing hands digging at him from inside of his dream, hands gripping, grabbing and tormenting his fragile skin.

‘Is he dreaming..?’ the demon asked himself, before rolling the boy over slowly onto his back. “Ciel, look at me….wake up…My lord, please…wake up…” The demon was touching the boy’s cheek, trying to wake him gently, his fingers were working soothing magic on the boy. “It is alright, I am not going to hurt you.” He told him softly, his eyes had a confused worried expression in them. “Ciel, wake up…breathe…don’t you dare leave me.” he said softly leaning down kissing his master lightly on both of his eyes.

The boy shuddered faintly, muscles relaxing visibly as his lashes fluttered slightly, entire body arching up against Sebastian’s in order to get closer to the source of the comforting warmth. A gentle smile touched his lips before leaving again. “hm…”

“That’s my boy…” the demon purred gently resting his body slightly against his master’s so that he didn’t have to arch up to feel him. His fingers touched his shoulder, chest, before rolling up to cup his cheek in an almost lover’s manner. Sebastian leaned down nuzzling into his master’s neck, kissing his ear, his breath hot on his master’s skin.
“Ciel…” his voice was a warm blanket wrapping slowly around the teen that was under him. ‘He’s so…gorgeous when he sleeps; it is like the lets out his true self.’ The demon thought in an almost happy thought.

Through years of waking up the small boy he realized how much he had grown by just looking down at him in the dark room, smiling gently, he noticed that he was going to be a striking beauty that will have the entirety of the woman population around falling over from fainting. Which threw out his smile and crushed it within the second, closing his eyes, Sebastian took in a shaky breath. ‘What is wrong with me…?” the demon asked himself, only to open his eyes, and feel something fall from his cheek, that made him nearly jump at the feeling. There was pain in his eyes at the thought of his master having another beside him, like they had slept the night before.

‘This has to stop…I’ve become used to human emotion that is not right.’ The demon thought shaking his head fighting back his feelings though he knew eventually his young master wouldn’t be all his. ‘Well, damn it, He will be mine…I don’t know how but I will make sure of it’ he thought with a gentle growl leaning down he sucking gently on his master’s wrist leaving a gentle mark of teeth and redness. ‘Forever mine…’ he thought slowly leaning up to whisper in his master’s ear once more.

“I have to keep you safe from hard, but it is hard when you are dreaming of fear.” he whispered in a gentle purring voice. Nuzzling into his master’s neck, resting his body beside and yet on top of his master, so he as half pinning him down with his perfectly warm and soothing body. Moving he pulled his master back on top of him, laying on his back, closing his eyes for a brief moment he was trying to gather himself hoping that his master wouldn’t wake before he was ready for his gorgeous master to awaken from his deep nightmare filled dream. “Let me keep you safe…” he thought forcing himself into his master’s very dream he wanted to protect him no matter what the cost, the demon was stronger than ever before, and their bond made it easy for him to slip into his master’s thoughts. In the realm of reality he was sleeping once more so that he could become one with his master. In the realm of dreams, he was searching for his master in a dark atmosphere waiting for his master to allow him in.

“Call for me, and I will be there…” his voice echoed in the mind of his masters’ trying to have him call him from his dream. “Let me keep you safe…let me fight for you…let me kill for you…let me help you…” his voice was as domineering as ever before, it was like he was calling into an abyss of black waiting patiently.

From within the dream and out, the boy shuddered as he lay there in the darkness, surrounded by shadows and the hands that grabbed for him. Tears were in his eyes, though not even in his dream would he allow them to fall willingly. There was a cold look on his face when his eyes opened, the contracted violet was dim and lifeless.
Inside of his thoughts and memories, he was giving up on everything, staring upward into the blackness of his life. His breathing had calmed immensely, but his mind was swarming with so many painful memories, he closed his eyes in order to force the tears back.

‘Mother…’ the voice echoed softly inside of his mind, causing him to shiver slightly. ‘Father…’ He suddenly cringed away from the unwelcoming touches as the clawing fingers grew harsher and more violent, digging into his chest and thighs, the marking on his side scorching with heat that made him cry out loudly.

‘Sebastian!’
He pleaded inside of his mind, trying his hardest to get away once more, feeling his flesh being torn everywhere.

Sebastian heard his name and vanished in the darkness to be beside his master, touching his brow he pulled him away from the thoughts of being hurt, pulling him into a small spot that Sebastian cleared away so that he was alone with the small child.
“Shh…I’ve got you…see…it is only me…stay with me.” he said in a soft voice, pulling the boy against his chest like had done the night before when their contract became so much stronger. His fingers stroked his back slowly.

Touching his masters’ back he moved away nudging his forehead with his. “Look at me, my lord.,,” for one of the few times he ordered the young lord. His hands were not going to sway away from his master’s body whether the teen told him to or if he pushed him away.

Ciel shuddered faintly, biting down on his lower lip hard as he could still feel the light ebbs of pain coursing through him. Even with this, he refused to cry out. He learned to keep everything inside. There was no place for weakness in his life…Even so…why did he suddenly feel so warm?
His eyes carefully opened, life seeming to spill back into them as he saw who he was pressed against, and before he could stop himself, his arms wrapped tight around the man’s chest, burying his face into the crevice of his neck from inside of the dream world.

Sebastian sighed gently pulling the young teen closer to him, smiling gently. He was making a gentle purring sound at his master’s actions. ‘He is mine…He is…’ the demon thought with almost an enthusiastic thought. Leaning against his master, he whispered gently.

“Let go…cry…There is no shame in doing so.” The male purred gently on his master’s ear, his arms were tight but comforting to have around the boy. He didn’t want to move, he didn’t want to wake up, there was too much here that he could have without his master truly holding back. Was it wrong that he wanted very much to see the boy cry, a proof that he was still human.

The boy tensed in his sleep, pressing himself, if possible, more snuggly to Sebastian’s form, blood beading upon his lip inside and out of the dream world from how hard he was biting it before snapping out against Sebastian’s neck almost hastily. “Never…” came the whisper, his lips moving lightly on the other’s neck as he spoke. “It is a weakness I’ll never succumb to…” he breathed out, shaking in his dream.

“Ciel, it is a weakness that only I will see, you will feel something greater that is brought to you if you let it go.” The demon said gently, pulling his master tighter against him, he could smell the blood and he understood why his master was doing it. He however shuddered at the feel of his master’s breath and lips on his neck. “Please…allow yourself to let go.”

Growling softly at himself, his tongue touched Sebastian’s neck softly, the blood from his lip smearing softly over the other’s skin as he repeated what he said in a bitter laugh. “Never…”

Sebastian shivered and moaned gently, closing his eyes at the feeling, shaking his head faintly. “I won’t give up until you to allow yourself go.” The demon said in a gentle purr pulling the boy away from his neck only to lean down and capture his master’s bleeding master’s lips in pure passion.

Ciel shivered, fingers digging into Sebastian’s shoulders, still shaking. “mn…”

He pulled back, glowering softly at the other, tongue snaking out to gather the blood from his lips with an odd expression on his face as if he were testing it.

Sebastian shuddered faintly, giving an odd expression he slowly moved, if possible, closer to his body. Growling faintly he pulled the boy harsh against his chest, kissing him fully, his tongue slipping into his master’s mouth, slowly swirling around Ciel’s tongue coaxing it to play.

‘What am I doing…Is it wrong to do this in his mind…? Is this a dream, a fantasy that he is having…Am I part of his dream..?’ the thoughts rolled out of the demon mind and was cast away, as his fingers roamed up the boy’s back and under his shirt touching his skin.

The boy’s teeth lightly grazed Sebastian’s tongue much more boldly than he ever would in real life, suckling softly on it. He arched his back, pressing himself firmly into the demon’s lap. Little did he know, as his most secret cravings and most precious fantasies were strewn out in his mind, they were anything but furtive.

The demon gasped sharply at the boy’s actions, moving slightly he pushed the boy against the wall, taking his hands with one of his to hold them above his head. Tilting his head he kissed the boy more deeply than before, leaving gentle nips on his lips, sucking up the last bit of blood that was on the boy’s lips. Sebastian knew that what he was doing was wrong, but at the moment he didn’t care.

The demons hand slipped up his master’s chest pressing hard against his chest loving the feeling of his master’s skin on his fingers. Smiling faintly, he pushed up against his master’s body teasingly.

The scenery around them began to shift and become altered, a breeze could be felt upon their skin as they were now in a vacant plot of land, pressed against a tree to be hidden from everyone’s view who might have passed.

Ciel’s breath hitched just slightly as he reacted to the demon’s movement, rubbing downwardly against Sebastian’s crotch with pressure and willingness to test the devil. He lifted his hands to Sebastian’s face, forcing him to lean out of the kiss to look into his eyes. He lifted his hands to Sebastian’s face, forcing him to lean out of the kiss to look into his eyes. “You’ll never leave me…don’t ever leave me…” he spoke demandingly, though with a pleading look in his eyes. Before allowing Sebastian to speak, his fingers wound themselves into his hair to pull him into another harsh kiss.

Sebastian was going to reply but nearly melted into his master’s kiss, grasping the boy about the waist he pulled him closer, rubbing against him slightly. Letting out a gentle gasping moan as he felt his master so close to his body, taking one hand he slowly undid the buttons of his master’s overcoat, allowing it to drop onto the imagined ground. His fingers slipped between his master’s legs rubbing there lightly, as his tongue forced itself back into his master’s mouth, sliding around his master’s.

Through the years the demon had never felt so much for one person as he did at the very moment that the two had grafted their lives together in a bond that couldn’t truly be broken. There was something about being so close to the young teen that exhilarated the demon. There was something definitely different with the butler, but how much he enjoyed the way that his master was acting.

“More…” he breathed, shoving hard against Sebastian’s chest to push him onto his back, straddling his waist, biting his lip. “Tell me you’re mine…you belong to me…do you understand that?”

Sebastian gave a startled gasp at his master’s sudden demand of want. Smiling gently he rolled the boy onto his back, giving one of his dominant looks. “You are mine, and you don’t have to order me to tell you what is the truth. I won’t allow anyone to take you from me ever again, do you understand that?” The butler said not even waiting for his master to reply before he rolled gently against his master’s length, his mouth clung to his master’s neck.

While in the realm of reality the demon had done the same as what he was doing to his master. Rocking faintly against him without even realizing what he was doing, his hands drifting down his body pulling him against his body.

Ciel’s lips parted on a pleasured gasp, legs spread willingly for the other as he was moved against, trying to roll back against him. The heat…that precious heat had lit within him so strongly, it caused him to pant softly as his hands grasped for Sebastian’s coat, pushing it open slightly. “Don’t ever leave me alone…” he whispered, legs wrapping around Sebastian’s waist to rub hard against him.

Sebastian moaned gently once more, whispering gently. “Never…” Growling he pulled off his masters’ shirt, ripping the buttons off, giving up on taking the buttons open slowly. Leaning down the demon sucked his masters’ pink bud, nipping it gently. His fingers rolled gently against his master’s length through his pants wanting to tease him until he moaned for Sebastian to do things unforgiveable to him.

The demon was unsure of what was flowing through his veins, but the heat was growing more intense, more delicious than ever before in the demons’ long life. ‘Things are wro…no..they are so right….so perfect…Ciel is perfect when he isn’t hiding.’ The demon thought deeply.

Ciel moaned out sweetly, hands tugging at the coat before burying his hands into Sebastian’s hair once more, holding him to him. “You’re mine…” He spoke demandingly, licking his lips. He whimpered softly, grinding against the other with fervent need.

Sebastian purred loudly at the teens movement’s, shaking faintly, he pulled fully away from his master slipping his coat and vest off of his shoulders. Only to return to his masters’ lip with an unfathomable need for more. Gasping for air he was wanting more, so much more, his fingers wrapping around his master pulling his waist up against his body rocking gently.

The evidence of want was obvious in the young male’s shorts as he once more gasped out, trying to push Sebastian back onto his back, biting the man’s lower lip playfully. “S…Sebastian…”

Sebastian wasn’t going to allow his master the pleasure of pushing him on his back fully, licking his lips he pushed his tongue into his master’s mouth, swirling it, before he started to nip at his master’s lip. Shuddering faintly he allowed his master to push him onto his back, only to pull him hard on his length rocking up into him.

Moaning out against his lips, Ciel rolled his hips down onto him more, loving the friction it caused between them. His hands found their way down along his neck and to his tie, tugging needily at it. “Sebastian..” he purred, squirming against him some. “You’re all mine…I’m in charge…do you get that…?”

Sebastian moaned gently pulling his master’s body against his length rubbing it gently on the evidence of what he was doing to his master. Taking small shaky breaths for air, leaning up he started roll his fingers up his master’s chest, pinching the small bud gently, testing his limits. “Ciel…” he shook his head faintly, he wouldn’t be able to say that the teen was in charge for with one simple movement he could take the control again.

Shuddering, his eyes drifted shut tightly, trying to fight the need to arch into the touch, his own tugging hands faltering. “Sebastian…” he flushed, and before he knew it, the word spilled from his mouth. “Please…”

Sebastian purred loudly at the word, moving his hand he slipped the rest of his master’s shirt from his body allowing it to drop on the ground just as the overcoat had fallen. Rolling his master back onto his back, leaning back to slip off his master’s pants, purring at the sight of his master’s entire body for once in a different way then usual.

The demon had seen the boy every day for years but this was the first time that he saw him so willing to allow other things to happen. Bath time, bedtime, and dressing in the morning the demon had seen only a child, but now, he saw an adult.

Purring loudly the demon pulled the boy against his slightly rough clothes. Shaking gentle he rolled his hands over his master’s body, savoring the fact that his master was allowing him to touch him. “Tell me what you want…” the demon purred evilly nipping at his master’s ear passionately teasing him.

“That…” he breathed, trembling at the demon’s lips and fingers, cheeks heavily flushed. “Touch me everywhere…that…kiss me everywhere…” he groaned out, his hands slipping up, pulling Sebastian’s white shirt open enough to touch a bit of his lower stomach.

Sebastian smiled gently purring deeply at the feel of his master’s fingers on his skin. Moving slowly down his nipped down his chest, sucking slowly down until he had his master in his mouth sucking on his master’s tip.

“This…?” He teased faintly experimenting slowly by nipping gently at the teen’s tip. Moaning gently at the taste he moved his hand over his master’s chest pinching and playing with his master’s buds.

“Yes…” he purred, rolling his hips up in a seductive motion, a sinful sound coming from his mouth as his gaze trailed down to Sebastian’s, watching him with an unreadable look. “I want to feel…inside…” he flushed at what he was asking…even in his dreams, he felt it difficult to admit it to himself, what he truly wanted.

Sebastian flushed a very faint red before he leaned back to slowly undoing his shirt’s buttons, letting the shirt fall, he stood slowly slipping out of his black pants. Pausing his movements to look at his master’s reaction, only to slip back over his master’s naked body kissing him deeply.

“This a bit better…?” He moaned gently shaking as his member brushed against Ciel’s.

“A-ahh...” Ciel unconsciously wet his lips, spreading his legs slightly. “Sebastian…”

Sebastian purred deeply at his master’s voice, leaning down the demon kissed his master deeper than before. Growling faintly his fingers trailed down between the young lords’ legs, brushing feather light on his length, before faintly teasing the young boy’s opening. Panting very faintly as he slowly moved his fingers back up his chest, as he pulled from the kiss to suck gentle onto his master’s small perky bud. His fingers trailed up touching Ciel’s wet lips slightly, nipping faintly at where he had been sucking.

“Suck…?” he purred against the teen’s skin.

Ciel gasped softly for air, chest raising and falling shakily from the man’s ministrations, moaning gently at how excited he had become physically and mentally. The boy willingly opened his mouth, taking in Sebastian’s fingers hungrily to suckle and nibble on the digits with need. “Mm…Mn…”

The demon moaned gentle at the way Ciel was sucking on his fingers. Gasping faintly he finally pulled his fingers away from his master, like one would taking candy from a child, only to slip then down between his master’s legs and slowly push one of the digits into his body slowly. Sebastian nearly melted at the feel of his master, warm and silky. Slowly the demon started to move slowly within the boy.

Ciel’s head fell back, lips parting on a silent sound, arching his back from the ground. “Wh…” he shuddered, having never felt anything like that before. He trusted Sebastian fully, spreading his legs further for him.

Sebastian purred loudly at his masters’ actions, slowly he slipped another finger into his master’s body, moving his fingers in wider angles. The demon moved up kissing his master’s lips trying to distract him fully.

Ciel’s heart did a flip at the kiss, tilting his head to deepen the kiss hastily, tongue flickering against his lower lip before suckling it in, pressing up enough that their members rubbed together a little.

Gasping sharper he moaned into the boy’s mouth, he moved his body down only to lift his master’s hips as he slowly moved in his master’s body. Panting sharply he slipped his tongue against his master’s bottom lip, moaning deeper within his master’s mouth. He was shaking faintly, and he was confused.

The demon didn’t know where these feeling came from, but at the moment he didn’t care for he was feeling something so delicious that there was no going back. Serving for the young master never had he looked within his master’s mind, he was always curious what his master was thinking and dreaming and for once he was able to feel what he was dreaming. Sebastian felt like he wasn’t in a dream, that this was the warm teen that he served for in the mansion. Never would he have thought his master wanting to do something like this in a meadow where others would be able to see.

Pushing slowly into his master until he was fully in him, his free hand moved to grasp on his master’s length, his thumb rubbing it on the tip of teen’s member. The demon was trying to distract the young teen for he knew that there had to be some type of pain as he was bigger than both of his fingers that had been in him.

“Ciel…” he moaned gently into his master’s mouth.

Ciel tensed slightly, letting out a whimpered and shaky mewl, squirming just slightly. “mm…S…..Se….” he continued to squirm at the feeling, brows furrowing just a tiny bit before gasping as his tip was rubbed, rolling his hips forward needily.

Sebastian gasped sharply using what his master did as an okay for him to move into him. Moving his hand away from the teen’s length, he placed it under his lower back lifting him up as he started to move deeper and quicker into the warmth of the teen under him. Panting hotly onto his lips he kissed him deeper flicking his tongue against his master’s lips teasing him slowly.

Ciel let out a shuddery sigh, rolling his hips upward in turn, shaking heavily at the feeling of his demon so deep within him. The soft muscles of his stomach clenched and unclenched, unable to concentrate enough to kiss him back properly, merely panting on his lips. “Oh…” he breathed, lips parted.

Sebastian purred a deep moan, shuddered at the feeling of Ciel’s body so tight around his. Gasping slowly and sharply for air he pulled nearly all the way out of the teen’s body only to thrust deeper within him, angling himself slightly unknown why he was. There was something natural about the way he was moving, that bewildered the hell out of him.

Things were going through the demon’s mind that he was so confused about. Was he supposed to be concentrating on the feelings that were bursting within him or was he to let everything go like he had wanted Ciel to. Instantly pushing his worried thoughts away from him, he continued the long deep strokes into his master’s body, making sure that with each movement that he was brushing against his master’s entire body. His lips were on Ciels’ but they weren’t moving, he was only panting against them.

“Please…”

The young voice was so sweet and pleading on Sebastian’s lips as mewls poured from Ciel’s own. His legs wrapped snuggly about his waist as he tried to move with him just as hard, every nerve bursting fourth inside of him.

Sebastian gasped sharply at his master’s words, instantly using the hand under him to trust against him harder than before but making sure that it was soft enough so that he didn’t harm the boy. Moaning deeply he buried him face into his master’s neck, panting deliciously hot on the boy’s neck. Biting his lip faintly he used his other hand to balance himself above the young teens body, his movements were gentle and yet hard at he same time, his hips were moving on the teen’s member with each movement.

Ciel inhaled sharply, jerking upward against Sebastian’s form. His lips fell open, suddenly pressing them to Sebastian’s on a silent plea for more. His arms wrapped snuggly around the demon, nails scratching slowly downward along Sebastian’s flesh, purring deeply in satisfaction.

Sebastian moaned deeply into the boy’s mouth, gasping for air with each movement. His movements were getting frantic with the want of the boy’s heat, shaking faintly his fingers, digging into the boys’ lower back. Growling faintly he nipped at the teen’s lips, his hips were moving deeper into his body angling himself still inside of the boy. Whimpering gentle his hand was pulling the boy to his body making soft noises as their bodies met with each deep and long thrust.

Ciel cried out loudly from heat as something was brushed inside of him, causing the familiar feeling of completion inside of him as the demon had created once before. “Don’t stop…” he purred in a demanding voice, rolling his hips more frantically against Sebastian, fingers flexing and unflexing on his skin.

Sebastian moaned at Ciel’s demand continuing to move harder within him, whimpering pathetically at a foreign feeling that was building within the male. His fingers were digging into the teen’s back because he felt the need to be within him deeper.

“Ciel….ah…” the demon moaned finally out loud, willing to let his voice be heard to his master.

“Ah!” The boy cried out again in fervent need. The knot that had begun to bind deep within him so tight it was nearly unbearable was reaching its’ limit. Every action caused sparks to burst within him, feeling the demon above him moving so passionately inside of his young body, brushing the place deep inside that made him cry out every time as his member rubbed against Sebastian’s stomach.

He could feel how close he was to that beautiful place where he could bask in endless pleasure…So close, he could almost taste it…

“Young master!!!” Came a sudden shrill cry from the hallway as suddenly the door to Ciel’s room was forced open to reveal Finnian, the door slamming harshly into the wall and forcing the poor boy from his pleasurable slumber. Ciel jerked up so fast that he fell back and nearly off of the bed, fingers reaching for anything to hold onto, accidentally grasping Sebastian by the hair.

Sebastian was gasping faintly, his arms wrapping around the young master pulling him back onto the bed, his body was squirming faintly at being pulled from Ciel’s thoughts and dream that he nearly blushed with want. Turning to look at the blonde haired boy that had entered the room so loudly, sighing faintly at him. Sebastian kept a hold of Ciel’s body as he slowly sat up on the bed, hiding what his body was doing for he didn’t want Ciel to know that he knew what he had been dreaming.

Finnian’s mouth hung open as if he was about to say something, blinking several times with confusion and slight shock at the scene before him. Never in his wildest dreams would he think to see those two…were they…cuddling???

“Uh-um-there was a…a letter just came from the Queen sir…the deliverer said it was a very urgent matter…”

Ciel was trembling uncontrollably, still settled in Sebastian’s lap with the most uncomfortable pull against his nightgown, eyes closed tightly as he refused to move or look at either of the two men. In a hoarse voice, he spoke demandingly. “Put it in my study…and go…I’ve got to get dressed.” The voice he used caused Finnian to wince at the hint of anger in it, nodding and bolting out.

“Yes sir!” he called back, the door slamming shut behind him.

Sebastian had angled himself so that his master didn’t feel how he had reacted to his master’s dream. Slowly leaning his head on his master’s shoulder he shuddered faintly, closing his eyes, his arms tightly around the teen.

“You stayed…” the demon smiled gently against his master’s skin, refusing to let him know that he had been awake once before, or that he had entered his master’s mind.

The teenager nodded shortly and slowly, face heated and flushed. “I fell asleep…it wasn’t my choice.” He mumbled, still panting softly through gentle rosy lips, unable to look at Sebastian at all as the tent beneath his gown was blatantly obvious.

The butler purred gently against his master’s neck, sighing contently, his fingers were sprawled against his stomach holding him close. “Is it bad to be beside me as you sleep…?” he asked softly, slowly turning his lord around to look at him. His eyes were vibrant red and they had many emotions flowing over them, though it was uncertain which emotion was visible to the young teen because so many were flowing in a river of red.

Ciel shivered when his gaze met with the other’s, remembering back to what he had just been dreaming. Those eyes…

He accidentally let out a faint mewl of pleasure at those eyes, immediately looking away again. “…I thought you would wake me sooner.”

“I was going to…I woke up and fell back asleep with you on my chest…” the demon said, he wasn’t lying but he wasn’t telling his master the whole truth. There was a faint smile that fell onto his face, he purred faintly at his master’s sound. “Was I wrong?” the demon was using his voice to pull his master closer.

Ciel’s eyes trailed down briefly to Sebastian’s lips, pressing his knees together slowly with a faint shaky sigh. “…” he was fighting within himself on what to say. Half of him wanted to push the devil back and ravish him, while the other half was far too proud to admit what he wanted.

Sebastian purred gently leaning forward to nudge his head against his master’s. Smiling lightly knowing what his master had been thinking, though he knew that his master was in inner debate within himself. Pulling the young teen fully against his chest holding him close, Sebastian purred faintly at feeling him so close to him once more.

Ciel inhaled deeply, shuddering as his skin still tingled from his vivid dream, swallowing hard at the contact. Sebastian’s scent swept through him and he inhaled deeply once more to take it all in.

Sebastian smiled faintly his chin leaning on the top of his masters’ head, only to lean down and kiss the top of his head gently inhaling the male’s intoxicating scent. Sighing contently he laid back down with the teen laying beside him, his finger on his right hand trailed down the boy’s cheek in a lover’s manner, while his contracted hand was secure on his master’s back. He leaned down to nuzzle his nose against the teen’s in a gentle way.

Ciel blushed cutely up at Sebastian, feeling his heart doing flips in his chest. All he could do was watch Sebastian through dark lashes, mismatching eyes seeming to shine more than usual with an odd sort of liveliness.

Sebastian smiled gently, an almost devious smile showing nothing but pure happiness, but as far as the teen could see it was from them falling asleep together. The demon’s right hand cupped his master’s cheek, his thumb rubbed under his master’s eye, he had his forehead onto his master’s. “How are you feeling…?” the butler asked reaching for his master’s hand that he cut to mingle with his blood.

He found himself leaning into the touch comfortingly. His fingers twitched on the cut hand, dried blood still very much visible along with the still deep wound in his hand. “Fine I guess…” he spoke gently, closing his eyes tightly again at realizing his blush had spread.

Sebastian purred gently and happily, pulling the boy’s hand up he kissed his palm tenderly. “Did I ever thank you for saving me?” the demon asked in a voice almost shy to his master, watching as his blush grew on the teen’s face, his fingers slowly put the smaller fingers into his a grasp of intertwining two souls in a way.

Ciel gazed at Sebastian in awe, nervously nibbling on his lower lip while watching him. “…It’s not like I had a choice.” He tried to reason so the demon wouldn’t think he wanted to, though he couldn’t think of any possible excuse.

“Oh, is that the only reason?” the demon purred gently leaning forward slowly rubbing his nose on his master’s. There was a smile sliding over the demons’ features that would surprise even his master, there was something deeper behind his smile.

The boy shivered heavily at the smile, lips parting slightly as if on their own at Sebastian leaning forward. Ciel’s breath caught in his throat as he closed his eyes quickly as if frightened to allow the other to see something.

Sebastian purred faintly at his master’s shiver leaning closer he faintly kissed the young lord’s parted lips. He only touched the lips as feather light as his fingers on his master’s, smiling gently at the teens taste and scent.

Ciel cautiously reached up his free hand to gently touch Sebastian’s cheek, fingers stroking the surprisingly soft skin as he hesitantly moved his lips against those that were against his; every action was testing and careful.

Sebastian purred gently at his master’s actions, slowly laying the boy on his chest giving him full authority this time, unlike in his dream. The demon was worried that what he was doing would let the boy know that he knew what he had been dreaming, closing his eyes slowly he pulled his master closer to his kiss wanting to feel his master give in. Their relationship had changed now that they had been bonded and grafted so much deeper than ever before. Sebastian’s fingers were gentle against the soft skin of his master’s back, leaning faintly into his master’s soft touch.

The boy’s fingertips danced softly against the skin of Sebastian’s cheek, sliding slow and steadily down to his neck, feeling the pulse there as his kiss moved slightly lower, pressing to the man’s chin gently.

Sebastian shuddered faintly at the boys’ touch, his pulse quickened faster than before. Letting out a shaky whimper, panting just barely visible at the touch of his master’s lips and fingers trailing slowly down. He squirmed faintly crossing his legs to hide how the teen was affecting him.

Ciel’s fingers continued to travel lower to diffidently settle in Sebastian’s lap, gasping at what he felt there. His lips paused on the underside of the other male’s chin as he applied a small bit of pressure where his hand was, rubbing softly. He didn’t know what he was doing…his mind was still clouded from the visions of his dream…those sinfully delicious sensations…

Sebastian gasped sharply at the boy’s touch struggling against the rubbing; his eyes opened staring at the ceiling. ‘What’s wrong with me…? Should I allow him to do this…? No…god I don’t want him to stop…’ the demon whimpered gently in his mind, the foreign emotions clouded his mind as he squirmed against his master’s touch.

“C….Ciel…” his voice was gentle while his adam apple bobbed gently as he gave a gentle plea of want.

Swallowing shakily, Ciel experimentally cupped the bulge, squeezing curiously once until his fingers slowly unbuttoned the pants, the zipper sliding down at a tantalizing pace until those same teasing fingers found their way inside to touch the hardened flesh. His breathing had stopped completely, face still pressed into his neck, afraid of what he might find if he were to look at the other’s expression.

Sebastian moaned deeply his hips arched against the teasing touch, gasping for air, his pulsing member twitched with the want of his master’s touch. Biting his lower lip, he took his hand and pulled his master back up kissing him deeply a red hue over his cheeks faintly at having let his master see weakness in his body. Human emotions were a fickle thing, and they scared the crap out of the demon. His other hand moved slowly down his master’s body, slipping under the clothing of the boy only to grasp ahold of the boys’ length as he kissed Ciel.

Ciel gave a faint mewl to the touch, willingly kissing him back as his own fingers curiously began to stroke along Sebastian’s length before boldly wrapping around him, giving a quick little jerk with as a test.

Sebastian gasped accidentally bucking up into the boy’s hand whimpering squirming into the blankets on the bed, terrified of what he was truly feeling. The demon was thoroughly mystified by the way the young male could make him feel so…was it sinful that he was making him feel?
“Ciel….!” He shuddered moaning, his fingers toying with his master’s length, giving the same sort of jerk that the boy had done on his length. Panting for air he leaned up trying to deepen the kiss, his tongue slipping along the soft bottom lip of the boy’s mouth.

Ciel choked out a sob of pleasure, melting completely against him as his hand repeated the gesture several times, rubbing at him and stroking him wickedly, pumping him in his hand. The sound that came from Sebastian’s normally quiet lips was…addictive to say the least.

The demon rolled the boy over onto his back growling deeply at him having control, his finger’s moved quicker on the boy’s length, his thumb rubbed against the opening of the boy’s member. Moaning gently he was pushing into his master’s hand still, his voice was silenced by his master’s kiss for he was unused to making sounds like he was. They were sounds of pure pleasure and raw emotion that he never felt.
Panting heavily on the boy’s lips, his fingers moved slowly down his chest touching his other hand, only to find the boys opening, though he was having a hard time reaching with the boy’s fingers around his length. Growling gently he took his master’s hand out of his pants only to dip back into his master’s clothes, slipping his finger within his masters warm body.

Ciel’s lips parted on a needy gasp, rolling his hips up in an accidentally seductive manner. ‘Oh god…this is like…’

“Oh…”

‘This is like…’

“Sebastian…”

‘Oh god…’

Ciel frowned softly, reaching back down eagerly to get back to Sebastian’s hot skin.

Sebastian shuddered at his master’s moans and pants, his fingers moved deeper within him. He was half unwilling for the boy to reach back down, for if he did it wouldn’t be the angle that he wanted to push within the boy. Growling faintly he moved down to the boy’s neck biting down on his neck, sucking a small spot of his skin, changing between biting and sucking on the same spot. His finger pushed deeper within the small youth’s body playing with something that was in him. ‘Ciel…you will give into emotions that you try to keep hidden, I will make sure of it.’
“Mmm…” he purred deeply biting down hard on the boy’s neck.

“Ah-Ahh-AH!” Ciel squirmed beneath him, finding himself eventually pushing down on the teasing digits, crying out shakily as he was already so close to completing due to the aftermaths of his dream, and now this…He wanted so much to give in…
Something was brushed deep inside of him, making him tense and writhe at the feeling that was so familiar, but oh so new…

Sebastian purred loudly at the sounds that he was getting from his master, moving his fingers deeper in the boy making sure that he played with the spot again. However instead of running his fingers against it he started literally twirling his finger’s within the depths of the warm body that was under him.
“Mmmm, that’s my boy…push against me more…” he moaned deeply taking his fingers nearly out of him only to repeat the action as he thrusted deep inside his body.

The teenage boy’s lungs seemed to fail him to Sebastian’s new ministrations, eyes staring up with trembling depths to the ceiling above. The sensations were too much…far too much…he couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, he was so close…his pulse thrummed heavily throughout his veins, dipping low into his bellow and into his member. His fingers couldn’t grip any longer, not knowing where they were. They roamed along the man’s chest and neck and shoulders, trying to find some way to keep a grasp on reality, but it seemed impossible.

The demon continued his action letting go of his neck slowly knowing there was going to be a mark on his neck. That was the sixth mark that the boy had on his body now, five of them from the demon two on his neck, one on his wrist, one on his hand, and the one on his eye. Panting, his mouth didn’t fully leave his neck, only just to pant on the spot. Sebastian moved the hand on the boy’s member, rubbing the tip as he thrusted in him. Sebastian pulled out of him slowly adding another finger only to continue to roll his fingers as he thrusted within the male.

“S…Ss-nng…” He thrust his hips unconsciously upward, whimpering when it only caused more friction inside and out of him. His hands eventually found Sebastian’s hair, hold his head close to him as he shook, trying his hardest to fight thrusting more. “Sebastian…”

Sebastian moved up slowly panting hot into his master’s ear, touching him deeper, moving harder and faster within him, making sure that with each movement he rolled over the same spot. Gasping faintly as he accidentally thrusted with one of his movements, realizing that he was brushed up against his master’s thigh and it caused friction when he moved. Whimpering gently he rubbed the teen’s tip harder grasping his length making his movements more jerky and needy.

Ciel fought to keep his eyes open, shifting slightly with a mewl as he found Sebastian’s eyes, desire shining in his own, wishing he could touch the devil in turn. He fought to inhale, warm liquid dripping down his thighs and onto Sebastian’s fingertips as he was nearly complete, suddenly reaching down to try and touch Sebastian again, whimpering out loudly.

Sebastian’s eyes shown nothing but want, need, and pure desire; vivacious demonic pink eyes sparkled in the darkness of the room. Shaking deeply a he felt his master reaching for him once more, his body ached for the touch, and it yearned for it. His movements were frantic moaning deeply feeling how his movements were causing the teen to leak with the need to complete. Leaning forward letting his forehead touch his masters’ as he panted against his lips.

“Sebastian…” Ciel whimpered out, thrusting upward sharply while his arms wrapped tightly around the other, trembling as he cried out sweetly into Sebastian’s ear, arching his back fully until he was pressed completely against him, shaking hard as he came, just as the door snapped open to hit the side wall with a startling ‘THUD’ once more.

Ciel gasped out, eyes barely registering that Finnian had barged in once more, holding up a fire extinguisher with a frantic look. The blonde seemed to have lost his words at he sight before him…

The young master was on his back, clinging to his butler with ragged breaths. Those young cheeks were painted crimson, those delicate lips parted and rosy, that pale skin beading with sweat. The butler’s fingers were doing such unspeakable things…such sinful things to the young boy…Finnian stuttered something unintelligibly, stepping back and literally stumbling from the room as Ciel bolted upward, nearly pushing Sebastian off, but found he had a lack of strength.

The boy’s heart thrust violently against his ribcage. His gaze fell to the sticky mess of white he’d caused all over the butler’s coat front and his nightgown, then to the hands that were still inside and around him, and without warning, a feminine mewl thick with pleasure rolled from his lips. He didn’t know what to do. This had been the second time that he’d come by the demon’s hand, and it was the first time anyone had ever been inside of him. It was wrong…it was…it was…so unlike him…

He was giving in…and it terrified him.

“Get OFF of me!” He suddenly snapped, shaking in disgust with himself of what he’d done and the mess he’d created.

Sebastian whimpered faintly withdrawing himself from his master’s body and length; touching his fingers against his lip, slowly cleaning them off. Sighing faintly he slowly stood up bringing the young lord with him. ‘he will give in fully…I just hope it is sooner than later.’ Sebastian fixed his coat slowly.

“My lord, you don’t have to be ashamed.” His fingers reached out to touch his master’s cheek…

Ciel jerked back away from him, still shaking, looking as if he were trying to cringe away from himself, if that were possible.
“I’m so disgusting…” he hissed accidentally out loud, glaring down at the substance between them. “Go clean that off of yourself…now…it’s disgusting and vile and it will only distract us from things that are important today.

“Aw, my adorable young master tastes so good though…” he was purposefully teasing his master by sucking deeply on his fingers. “Ah….so sweat and salt, a delicious combination.” Sebastian mischievously moaned looking sideways at the teen with an evil smirk occupying his lips. He slowly moved away from his master sliding to the bowl of water that was in the bedroom continuing to suck on his fingers as he dipped his other hand into the water slowly wiping the substance off of his fingers.

Ciel refused to look at him, staring down at the white covering his lap and thighs, biting his lip. “Disgraceful…”

“No….not really, it is quite delicious when you think about it.” He finished cleaning himself off only to come back with a dripping rag, and flinging his master’s leg onto his shoulder almost as if he was going to take him completely. Instead the demon slowly started to clean off the young lord in small gentle strokes.

Ciel bit his lip, staring up at the ceiling with a small tremble in is limbs, swallowing shakily. The touches on his still sensitive skin made him tingle with something he wasn’t certain of, and all he knew now was the he was drenched in the shame that he had given into pleasure for a second time with his butler.

Sebastian purred gently at his master’s trembling, it was a beautiful sight. Slowly finishing with one of his legs he moved to the other only to move in the same gentle stoking. Smiling faintly he touched his master’s inner thigh before tapping it lightly, letting his leg slowly drop down his arm. “My lord, what would you like to wear today?” His body was stiff everywhere from what they had been doing, and at the same time he hadn’t completed with any of the times that the teen had given into him whether it was a dream or reality. However, he refused to mention it to his young master, afraid of what he might say.

“Just prepare something.” He snapped, cheeks still vivid red at everything that happened, whether it be from completing, or from embarrassment. His thoughts had wandered briefly to just moments before…the way Sebastian moved against him…the way that he felt in his hand…Had he completed? No, Ciel hadn’t figured so. Did it hurt? He recalled the discomfort from the first time he gained an erection from the demon, and how wonderful the relief felt at Sebastian’s touch….what should he do? He was too proud…he was proud, wasn’t he? Why would he so willingly touch another person? But he gave in before…and it felt wonderful…

Ciel flushed deeper at his thoughts, closing his eyes and inhaling deeply before speaking again.

“I need to get up.”

Sebastian was nearly half asleep when his master had spoke, looking down at him seeing the expression he wore he felt his heart soar into his throat. The demon smiled gently, nuzzling his masters’ forehead tenderly, before leaning down slowly. “Yes, they have been for a while. Are you sure you don’t want to stay in bed for a day…Just once? You look exhausted.” He said truthfully, though he really just wanted his master to stay in his arms for a day.

“I can’t. You know that. Don't be ridiculous.” His voice was calmer than normal, relaxed. “Help me get dressed.”

Sebastian nodded curtly, taking his master into his lap moving to the other side of the bed slowly where the clothes were laying. Sighing faintly he kept his chin on his master’s shoulder slipping shorts slowly up the youngster’s legs. Making sure that the teen was carefully tucked into his underclothes before he buttoned up the shorts. Taking his time to touch all of his master’s skin that was visible for it was delicious to feel against his fingertips.

Ciel blushed brightly, watching the man’s hands work on dressing him. There was something different in his touch than it used to be…something so warm and tender, it almost hurt to watch those hands. He felt physically exhausted now, but it was a good feeling.

Sebastian nuzzled into his master’s neck loving the scent of his master so close, it was a sweet intoxicating scent that drove the demon’s scent glands crazy. Slipping the socks onto his master’s delicate feet he messaged them gently as he slid the socks halfway up his master’s legs. Moving his fingers slowly up making his way up to button the shirt that he had slipped onto the teen before they had touched each other so intimately. Finishing with his buttons he slowly slid his hands over his master’s side making sure that the shirt was unwrinkled to their love making; his fingers did the same on his back, rubbing gently.

“You should clean up.” He spoke the words with embarrassment, noting the white substance heavy on Sebastian’s lower stomach, closing his eyes again as he waited for the demon to finish clothing him.

“Mmmm…Don’t worry…I plan to.” Leaning back just slightly he swiped a finger up his stomach only to pop them into his mouth, moaning faintly at the taste, he didn’t know if it was his or if it was his master’s or if the taste was intermingled. Finishing off taking the substance away from his body, he grabbed the overcoat for his master.

“What are your plans for the day, my lord?” The demon was unaware if he was able to still call his master by a fist name reference so he went back to his normal professional talk.

Ciel flushed more, not looking Sebastian in the face whatsoever. “Finnian said that I have letters…Important letters. I’ve got to see what they are.”

Sebastian nodded lightly only then did he remember that the youngster had barged into them while his master came hard into his hand. “Alright, what shoes do you wish to wear?” the demon asked gently.

“It doesn’t matter.” Ciel answered, fighting back a small yawn. “I hope those fools didn’t burn anything down.” He mumbled, remembering something about a fire extinguisher the second time the youth had barged in.

“Mmmm…” The demon nodded gently, turning his master fully around so that he was looking at his face fully. “Do you wish me to check when I go to make you food?” he asked in a gentle voice, kissing his neck lightly as he slid the coat onto his master’s shoulders, his eyes were a gentle red in the darkness, calm and collected.

Ciel’s eyes fluttered momentarily closed to the sweet touch, a gentle breath leaving him at the feeling. “Yes…those three are so unreliable…”

“Yet they make our life eventful…” he said gently, taking a hold of his master’s hand slipping it into his coat’s pockets. Finally having the fingers visible, the demon kissed each one of them before setting them down and then moved to his other hand repeating the action. Moving his fingers with perfect precision buttoning up his master’s coat, smiling gently down at his master kissing his forehead lightly as he finished dressing him.

Biting his lips softly to the sweet gestures, Ciel stood shakily, gasping at how shaky his limbs were and fell into Sebastian’s chest, blinking in surprise.

Sebastian wrapped his arms around his master’s waist keeping him close, leaning down to nuzzle his neck faintly. “You need to be careful; I do believe you shall be very weak for a few days, my pet.” He said gently into his master’s ear. His hands didn’t move from holding his master’s stomach keeping him close. “Probably should take it easy for a while.” He said tenderly, not moving an inch from his master.

“…Take me to my study…Quickly.” He flushed impossible shades, pouting his lip lightly in an almost defiant way, pretending he hadn’t stumbled at all.

“Yes, my lord.” There was a gentle humor into the demon’s voice, as he wrapped his arms around his master carrying him as a husband would to a bride. Carrying him slowly to the study, watching him with a gentle expression. “Is it so terribly bad that you are weak…?”

Ciel’s arms went immediately around Sebastian’s neck, blushing still bright as when he’d woken that morning in an excited state. He glowered up at him, lip pouting softly. “I’m not weak.”

“No…just wore out by me taking control…?” the demon teased gently , leaning down pausing his long strides to the study to kiss his master gently. He loved the look that his master had on his cheeks, a perfect red occupying his cheeks.

“Put me down…” he spoke seriously, blushing hotly still once they made it to the study, eyes shifting sideways.

Sebastian smiled brightly setting the teen down in his chair smirking evily. “As you wish, my lord.” He teased gently stepping back slowly. The demon knew that his master was tired and he knew that his master wouldn’t actually say that he needed anymore help than he had already said.

Ciel took a moment to simply stand up in his spot, allowing his legs to get used to the feeling of standing again before he walked to his desk, settling back down in his seat and taking the letter that was so important, and opened it.

His eyes scanned every well-written word and every sentence with care, and as he read, his brows furrowed, something obviously was bothering him with what he read. After a while, he set it down, folding it nearly back into the envelope and tucked it away into the pocket of his coat.

“There’s been a murder, it seems.” He spoke in a low tone, standing and taking his cane. “We’re going to London right away to investigate the body. The Queen is greatly troubled, and I want to see exactly why.”

“Yes, my lord. Shall I get the carriage ready then?” he asked bowing down slowly to his master, realizing that it didn’t matter what they what they had just done his master was now far from remembering. Sighing faintly at the realization.

“Of course.” He said, brushing past Sebastian as he exited the room. “Quickly, Sebastian.”

Sebastian nodded gently walked slowly and yet quickly outside bringing the carriage around. Getting down so the driver could have it back, stepping down he waited for his master to get to the carriage, opening the door slowly.

Ciel stepped carefully inside, smoothing out his coat a bit as he sat, waiting for Sebastian to join him. He was still sore from earlier, and he was trying his hardest to not think too heavily

Sebastian slid into the carriage right after the teen moving slowly and carefully to be seated. The butler looked at the teen, “So what are we planning to do about the body found dead.”

“We already know we won’t get any information from police. The only choice we have of knowing just what happened to the body is…him.”

Sebastian nodded as the carriage pulled into town quicker than the last time slowly they pulled up to the shop that had a large sign on it. “My lord.” He walked out holding his hand out to help his master out of the door. “Ready?”

Ciel sighed heavily, taking Sebastian’s hand and getting out carefully, heels clicking softly as they met with the pavement. He seemed less than happy about where they were, but entered anyway.

There was a soft chuckling coming out of the back room an eerie voice spoke up. “Ah, Mr. Phantomhive…so good to see you…” There was a squeal and he ran up to the boy. “You’ve been missing…I was so surprised to not have you body show up on my plate…then again…with him I can see why you weren’t.” his voice was very eerie he grabbed Ciel’s chin looking him over as he spoke.

Ciel tugged his chin away from him, glaring. “Tell us what you know about the murder this morning.”

“Oh….but first…you must make me laugh…Come on, Count…make me laugh.” The undertaker was looking mischievous looking to the demon and then back again.

“I don’t have the time.” Ciel snapped, giving the Undertaker a warning look. “You said I was welcome anytime now.”

“Of course….” He smiled brightly, “But I never said there wasn’t a price.” The undertaker purred his nails grazing the teen’s cheek.

The Phantomhive slapped his hand away, an actual look of anger on his face. “I don’t have the time for this.”

“Aw, poor little boy. Cant decide. So tell me, where are you marked…? Here?” the undertaker pointed out a mark that was on the teen’s neck, one on the wrist and the other on his side. A few of them the undertaker was not able to see but he pointed them out anyways.

Ciel immediately flushed, jerking back. “What are you talking about?” He asked a bit hastily, glancing sideways at Sebastian for just a brief second.

Sebastian looked straight at Ciel’s eyes making it seem like he didn’t hear the undertaker. “The person who died…had a mark…” taking the dummy of a human body, lightly twirling a finger over the upper side of the dummies chest and over to the side on his ribs. “Here…”

The boy stared at the spot the undertaker had pointed to, eyes narrowing with a serious look full of hidden emotion across his face. “Tell me, what sort of mark was it?”

“Oh, much like this.” The undertaker moved to draw on a board the same mark that was on the teen’s upper chest. “He was stabbed here…here and here.” The undertaker pointed to the areas that the murder had slashed into the victim.

Ciel stared at the board at the mark he knew all too well, not looking at Sebastian this time, knowing the man recognized it as well. “Have there been any others?”

“Hmm…not yet…but I am sure there will be. Beware those who wear the mark.” The undertaker said slowly slinking out of the room. Sebastian came up behind his master. “My lord…”

Ciel turned from Sebastian quickly, not allowing him to see the faint hint of worry on his young face. “As of right now, we don’t have much to go on. The cuts didn’t seem like something a professional would do. There’s a possibility it’s just an amateur who has never killed before. I don’t think we’ll be able to do much until they strike again.”

“I’ll be waiting to hear for news, my lord.” The male said looking past he boy easily, knowing that there might be one person responsible for who was killing the people.

“As always.” Ciel nodded slightly, walking quickly out the door, fishing for something inside of his coat pocket then shoved the letter from the queen in Sebastian’s direction. “The location the killing is in here. That’s where we’re going. We might be able to gather some evidence before the investigators make a mess of the scene.”

“Yes, my lord.” Opening the carriage door he opened the letter to see where it was taken place before telling the driver, once Sebastian had slid into his spot in the carriage the carriage bolted forward down the road until they reached the spot. Moving he took a step out holding out a hand for his master. “My lord.”

Ciel ignored the hand, finding that he was feeling a bit uncomfortable with the thought of anyone touching him at the moment, the branding on his side stinging as if it were brand new. “Gather whatever evidence you see.”

Sebastian sighed faintly pulling his hand back and slowly walked over to the place the investigators were, looking around he found nothing but at all but blood in the alleyway, then looking more closely there was a shoe mark. “Human…” he said gently noticing that the mark was pushed in on the ground hard. Moving back to his master, gently stepping closer. “Not much to go on…but enough to go on.”

Ciel walked closer to the wall that was covered in blood, undoubtedly where the stabbing had occurred, and knelt closer to het a closer look. “Not even a trace of hair.”

“Not even one…” he said gently, staying close to the male hiding his eyes that he knew that it was human, and he wanted to wait for something else to happen. He said gently.

“I’m afraid we won’t have any choice but to wait. It could be anyone, with such a sloppy job.” His fist clenched with annoyance, gritting his teeth.

“We’ll find them, my lord. just like jack the ripper.” He said softly, touching his lords lower back. “Let’s get back so that we can discuss what we are going to do about this problem. Not out here where others can hear.”

The boy nodded, standing slowly and walking back toward the carriage. “Prepare a bath when I get back.”

“Yes, my lord.” He said gently moving easily through the crowd holding a hand out to Ciel trying to help him in the carriage.

Once again, Ciel ignored it and stepping up himself, nearly losing his footing as his legs were still shaky, but not showing any hint that he had done so. He was obviously annoyed at something, though it was difficult to tell what.

Sebastian had a hand on the teen’s back making sure that he didn’t fall over, “Stubborn.” He murmured gently, keeping his eyes away from his master, knowing that the undertaker had hit a sweet tender spot with the sign he drew on the chalk board.

Ciel scooted himself to the window, staring silently out of it, eyes narrowed and chin resting in his palm. He was quiet, not even his breathing was audible. True, the Undertaker had hit a sore spot. It was something he would never forget, and it was something that still angered him…he hadn’t found the people who had tormented him for those months, and it was upsetting after so long of waiting to hear something, any hint that could lead him to take his revenge.

Sebastian knew what the teen was upset about but he didn’t say anything, why would he? He was only a servant to the master of the Phantomhive estate, no more, no less. Watching as the teen made perfectly clear he didn’t want to talk, he made his way to the carriage, “I shall get tea ready…”

Ciel remained silent the entire ride home, even when the carriage came to a complete stop. He waited for Sebastian to lead the way inside, glancing briefly in the man’s direction.

Sebastian moved out of the carriage taking a hold of the carriage door opening the door, holding out his hand waiting for the teen to either refuse or take the hand. “My lord…”

Seeming to contemplate it a moment, Ciel hesitantly took the hand this time, stepping carefully from the carriage. “Sebastian…I’m going to be in the study…tell me when my bath is ready. I have a lot I need to think over.”

“Yes, my lord.” He said gently his gloves slid up slightly to show the cut on his hand, looking down he kept his eyes far away from the teen making sure that he didn’t completely look at him. “Will you want tea with your bath?” he asked gently.

“Not today.” He spoke softly, absently touching the cut on his own hand. “Just a bath…”

“As you wish.” The demon moved slowly away from the carriage, walking to the door he opened it for his young lord, waiting for him to pass before he would heat the water for the bath.

Ciel walked past him, carefully setting his cane by the door, praying there was no one inside to bombard him when he entered.

Sebastian slowly slid into the room and walked away from his master, taking off his gloves putting them carefully into his pocked as he went to warm water slowly moving up the stairs and into the bathroom. It took him about ten minutes before he knocked on the teen’s study. “My lord, you bath is ready.” He said gently through the door.

Ciel slowly opened the door, moving past Sebastian, pausing just a foot after moving past him. “…I’ll be taking my bath alone today…”

“U…” Sebastian nodded bowing him lowly. “Yes, my lord. I shall make dinner.” Sebastian said in a soft voice walking out of the room and down the hallway to get to the kitchen that was an incident not the night before when he was cooking dinner.

Waiting for him to leave, Ciel closed the bathroom door behind him, slowly dropping is coat onto a nearby chair that was set by the bathtub; He carefully undressed himself before pausing, hand reaching up to lightly touch the mark on his side. He frowned faintly, allowing his nails to dig in slightly and drag over the spot as if trying to get it off of his skin, leaving welts, but sighing and giving up.