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The Game	By : phoeyay Category: > Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji ???) Views: 4387 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Black Butler / Kuroshitsuji. I make no money from the writing of this fiction.

Chapter List
- 1-Round 1
- 2-Round 2
- 3-Round 3
- 4-Round 4
- 5-Round 5
- 6-Round 6
- 7-Round 7
- 8-Round 8
- 9-Final Round
- 5
- 6
- 7
Round 6
"Oh, little Ciel, it is such a joy to see you - and I think you've grown an inch taller already! We really must do this more often." Madam Red was doting on her nephew, and the atmosphere in the carriage was quite lively. The party was en route to London for a performance at the Savoy, and for the moment, the young earl and his butler had to keep their… less socially acceptable interests under wraps.
The demon's eyes darted for a moment to his master, but the damned boy was as cold and expressionless as always. It is impossible to tell what he is thinking when I don't have the freedom to taunt him…
"Why so sullen, little lord Phantomhive, hmmm?"
Sebastian did his best not to openly glare at Lau. And it is doubly unfair that this questionable man can taunt my young master when I cannot.
"I was simply thinking that I don't recall inviting you along, Lau."
"Oh, don't you? Well, recollections can be tricky at times. It happens to everybody - don't feel bad!"
Lau flashed a winning smile and whispered something to Ranmao.
"At any rate, here we are!" Madam Red announced cheerfully.
The servants had come ahead and prepared the townhouse for their arrival. A warm light shone from the downstairs window. It emphasized the dimness of the encroaching twilight, and made the house seem even more welcoming.
Sebastian paused a moment to see if the young lord was feeling gracious, then took matters into his own hands. He swept a stately bow as he held the carriage doors open for the earl's guests.
"My master would be delighted if you would join him for dinner," he intoned, with a meaningful glance at said master, who was quite rudely scowling at him.

***
Dinner was roast Cornish hen with steamed seasonal vegetables, and a light bundt cake dressed with peach compote for dessert. Sebastian very carefully set aside his master's portion of the cake, and added a secret ingredient. Tonight, there will be a reckoning. I am compelled not to harm you, my lord, but that doesn't stop me from teaching a little brat a lesson or two…

***
"Oh, bloody Hell, I thought they'd never leave." Ciel collapsed into his easy chair. "Sebastian, you couldn't possibly pour me a brandy, could you?"
"It is much too late for brandy, my lord." …besides, I am not sure how it would interact with what I put in your cake… "I would suggest a hot bath, and then bed."
"Yes, I suppose you're right. Lady Elizabeth will be 'round tomorrow begging me to go shopping with her. If she doesn't just waltz right in and redecorate the place."
His butler, walking behind him up the stairs, smiled quietly. She will not have you, my lord. I will.

***
Bocchan began to feel the effects of the 'secret ingredient' in his dessert during his bath. The serum Sebastian had prepared had a targeted effect on a very specific area of the brain. It was not a lasting effect, but it was perfect for the demon's purposes. Let's see you try to give me an order, my lord, when you can't speak...
Sebastian could tell when his master realized there was a problem. He opened his mouth, and a small feeble croak came out. The demon chuckled as the young lord's expression changed from confusion to anger.
"I see you've noticed it, my lord. Allow me to explain. Without your voice, you are prevented from giving me any orders I could possibly be able to follow. You might well ask why I would manipulate you in this way. Be assured it is not a betrayal. You will come to no harm. I simply tire of someone with so little experience having full control of the situation."
The demon reached into the bath and lightly brushed the sensitive area between the young lord's legs, then lifted him out and wrapped him in a fluffy towel, clasping the boy to him and whispering in his ear. "You will thank me, my lord."
As he'd expected, the fluffy bundle in his arms began to struggle and kick at him. Since Sebastian had had the foresight to wrap the towel around his master's arms and lift him in such a way that his legs did very little damage, Ciel's struggles were ineffective. To be safe, the demon had prepared a set of leather straps which he now used to fasten the young lord securely to the bedposts.
Since the young master was unable to do it for himself, his butler thoughtfully scrubbed him down with the towel before dispensing with it.
Sebastian knelt between Ciel's forcibly spread legs, taking a moment to relish the sight of his helpless master, writhing uncomfortably in his bonds, completely exposed. The demon noted that the extremely annoyed expression on the boy's face was belied by his cock, which was rock-hard and standing at attention.
He leaned forward, looming over his sweet young master. Carefully….Remember what happened last time….
Slowly, tenderly, maintaining iron control of his demonic instincts, Sebastian bent over the sweet little face, captured his master's lips, and fell upon the boy, kissing him deeply.
The demon's hands moved around to clasp his bocchan's slim body closer to him. He felt the master's cock, deliciously hard, delightfully exposed, rubbing against his thigh through his trousers.
For a moment, he felt himself begin to lose control. Oh, Master….
He quickly pulled away, looking into the young earl's eyes. He had stopped glaring, but his expression was not frighteningly vacant as it had been the last time he was kissed. Sebastian found his master staring up at him with an odd expression… it wasn't anger or displeasure… it wasn't that usual sort of sullenness… it wasn't that sardonic smile…
Bocchan almost looked… happy.
Being if possible even more careful than before, Sebastian bent toward his master and kissed him again. To see that face again… I will do anything.
He plunged his tongue into the earl's mouth, feeling his master pushing back, returning the pressure with his own sweet lips, matching the movements of Sebastian's tongue with his own. Bocchan…
Impulsively, he reached up and unstrapped his master's right arm, allowing the boy a little bit of movement, some limited amount of control. Of course, it's possible he's put on an act to make me do just that. For the prospect of him returning my attentions, though, it is worth the risk…
Ciel's arm wrapped around his butler's shoulders. He continued to return the kiss, clasping the demon to him tightly. Then the arm moved, creeping around toward the demon's chest. Sebastian shuddered with passion as he felt his master's delicate hand tracing the muscles in his chest, then slowly inching lower… Yes… oh, please, Master….
The demon broke away from kissing his young charge, looked down into the boy's eyes, let him see the lust which roiled in his own. They glowed with an urgent darkness. "Please, Master…"
He could feel the boy's fingers now lightly stroking the outlines of his abdomen. It was almost unbearable. "Please, Master… touch me."
The fingers finally crept lower, toward their goal. The earl grasped his butler's hard cock in his hand. For a brief moment which would have been perceptible only to a demon, the boy's eyes widened at the feel of it, the size…
Then he looked right into Sebastian's eyes, smiled wickedly, and twisted.
Round 6: Ciel
Ciel 4

Sebastian 2

A/N: When I started writing this chapter, I actually wasn't sure which way it was going to go. I was trying to find a way for Sebastian to get what he wanted, but admittedly this particular method would be rather underhanded on Sebastian's part, and Ciel just had to go and ruin it, like the feisty little brat he is. Still, the ending of this made me giggle when I wrote it XD
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