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Mending Ties in Paris	By : finnian4ever Category: > Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji ???) Views: 2593 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji or the characters; all belong to Yana Toboso, I make no money off of what I write, it is just for enjoyment

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Sebastian was not sure if he would ever become accustomed to sitting at a table to dine with his young master, rather than standing by and serving him. Yet here they were, together at a rather expensive restaurant, gazing at one another from across the lavishly spread table for two. The taste of human food…what a clever little master he had. Sebastian could not help but smile at him through the entirety of their dinner. Sebastian had been tasting a variety of human foods in the last few days, and it was thrilling him beyond expression. It was so different to him than any soul he had tasted. There was no real comparison. It was not as if one was better than the other, they were just different in the way demons and human were different. Ciel had already expressed an interest in tasting food all over the world, and to join him in that endeavor…it was such a pleasure.
Neither of them cared how much attention they were receiving, as a young boy and an older male did not normally eat a romantic dinner and gaze at each other like that in public. It did not help that they were at one of the central tables in the place. Though both of their sensitive ears could hear the various whispers of suspicion, they happily and easily ignored them.
"How is your steak au poivre?" Ciel asked softly, taking another deliberately slow bite of his own.
Sebastian held up his wine glass between slender gloved fingers, nodding and smiling.
"It is excellent. I would have gone a little heavier on the pepper, but what do I know?"
"Not much, even at this point," Ciel said with a smirk, "it has only been two days since you've been able to taste it, after all."
Sebastian took an elegant sip from his glass and cast his devilish gaze back to his master. He was a little beauty in black and silver tonight, with a sapphire broach at the base of his throat that was all the color he needed to compete with his brilliant eyes. Sebastian was dressed also in a fine black suit with a red silk scarf, one of the first outfits he had worn for years that was not the butler uniform.
"Two very wonderful days of tasting different foods, and making love to you... It feels like it's been two lifetimes."
Ciel snorted.
"Are you trying to hint that I am boring company?"
"Never, Master Ciel." Sebastian all but purred, reaching across the table to hold out his hand. Ciel answered the unspoken request by sliding his own hand into Sebastian's. He fancied he could hear a few gasps from around them, and drowned them out by focusing all his attention on those beautiful red eyes that were all but undressing him. "How could I ever tire of you?"
Ciel smiled slowly and ran his tongue along his lips rather unnecessarily. Sebastian raised one eyebrow ever so slightly, and leaned his head on his hand, elbow resting on the table. Ciel was aware of what a breach of propriety it was for Sebastian to assume that posture, and it only made him smile wider and lean his own free elbow on the table, waving a bite of food on his fork for no real reason but to rebel. They were breaking all the rules, and there was not a thing that anyone could do to stop them.
"I always loved watching you eat." Sebastian said quietly, stroking Ciel's hand with his thumb.
"Oh really?" Ciel asked, taking another slow bite and swiping his lips with his tongue again. "Why?"
"Isn't is painfully obvious, young master?" Sebastian asked, lifting a single cooked green bean from his plate with his fingers (earning yet another gasp from the far corner of the place) and sliding it across his lips for a second or two before letting his tongue escape to draw it into his mouth. Ciel found that his own lips were parted and he was staring at Sebastian's mouth as the older demon swallowed and then said,
"Eating is a very sensual act when you watch closely."
Ciel had to wet his mouth with his glass of water, as it had gone dry. He regained his composure and gave his demon a little playful glare.
"As always, you're right." He answered in a happily defeated tone, resuming his leaning forward on his elbows.
"Always right, am I, sir?" Sebastian asked, his words flirty and so unlike his usual voice.
"Well, most of the time." Ciel responded, petting Sebastian's hand with his own thumb now. Before the older demon could respond, they both sensed the man being ushered in the door. The owner had tried to be discreet in summoning the law, but no amount of human sneakiness could have fooled two demons who could hear through walls. As the policeman began to head in their direction, Sebastian winked at Ciel, making his heart flutter. They had already done this drill once today, across the city. Even in Paris the code of propriety or morality was brutal, and demanded victims if it was not followed. In the blink of an eye they were gone, having dashed out of the front door faster than the humans could detect.
Ciel laughed as they ran, hand in hand across the rooftops. Sebastian marveled at him; like a child who just got away with stealing candy from the market. His cheeks were aglow with the chase, his mouth perpetually smiling. He really was the dearest thing…
Ciel slowed down when they neared a narrow street by a canal some ten miles away. The street was lit by lamps, fighting the dark of the evening that was creeping in. They dropped onto a small footbridge that spanned the canal, and from there Ciel released Sebastian's hand and landed on the street below. He was all but whooping with the rush.
"We'll never pay for food again!" Ciel shouted loudly, elatedly, his arms lifted into the air and his voice echoing slightly off the nearby buildings as he spun slowly. "Society can kiss my arse!"
He turned to look up at Sebastian, grinning and flushed in the face. His demon was smiling fondly at him and shaking his head.
"Dear One, must you really announce our crime with such delight? You look like a gleeful schoolboy."
"Who's just escaped the school forever!" Ciel called back at him, giving a short whoop of pure happiness.
"I do hope you will retain the tutor?" Sebastian said smugly, dropping down onto the cobblestone beside Ciel and dancing slightly around him, his master's mood infectious to him as always.
"The tutor's the one who stole me," Ciel said cheekily, snatching Sebastian's hands and letting himself be twirled about, "and may I never be returned!"
Sebastian reached down and lifted Ciel bodily, bracing him against his hip and continuing to dance, one of Ciel's hands in his own.
"I never return stolen goods," He said, his voice patterned with the efforts of his movements. "you're mine now, for all eternity."
Ciel laughed again as Sebastian twirled them around and around, his long coat fanning out around him as he moved. At the last moment the older demon slowed them to a stop and dipped Ciel down over his arm. Ciel giggled, clutching at Sebastian's neck as he was lowered further and felt in danger of dropping.
"Now who's acting like a schoolboy," Ciel asked, "dancing around like that?"
Sebastian pulled him upright again and stood him on his feet, steadying him as he wobbled slightly and looking down at him with warm eyes. He reached down and brushed a loose strand of hair away from Ciel's face, tucking it neatly behind his ear.
"Can you blame me? I feed off your emotions too, remember."
The last light of the sun faded away as they stood there, momentarily locked in adoring eye contact. As the moments stretched out longer and longer, the hapless innocence drained from Ciel's expression, being replaced with smoldering need. Wordlessly, he took Sebastian's hand and started leading him down along the canal, in the direction of their latest hotel.
As they walked, Ciel found that he didn't want to wait that long. He cared not that they were on the street, cared not who would see them here just as he had cared not who saw them in the restaurant. All he knew was that he wanted to be in Sebastian's arms. As soon as they were in the shadow of the bridge, Ciel all but launched himself at the older demon, yanking his head down and smashing their lips together. The familiar hands were on him instantly, clutching his slender back, Sebastian replying with the fervor that he knew Ciel loved. Without breaking the kiss, Ciel backed up, pulling Sebastian with him until he was leaning against the brick wall beneath the bridge, pulling the older demon even closer. Sebastian suddenly hefted him away from the ground to hold him up. He pinned Ciel against the wall with his hips and grinned into the kiss as Ciel began rubbing against him.
Oh yes, this was what Ciel liked; instant response and understanding. It must thrill the boy to be able to do virtually anything he wanted and have Sebastian respond. There was nothing Sebastian would not do for this young demon, this boy, his master.
"Hmmm, we haven't tried this position before…I like it…harder…" Ciel growled, yanking at Sebastian's hair. The older demon complied, thrusting his erection more firmly against his master's through the layers of fine new clothing. Ciel shuddered and groaned, rocking his hips forward. Oh, he was delightful with his lusty desires and unbridled pleasure. Sebastian clung to his hips and ground against him, hard, as requested.
"Yes…this is exciting somehow…" Ciel commented, before wrapping his arms around Sebastian's shoulders.
"It's the potential to be caught in the act," Sebastian said deeply, cupping the side of Ciel's face with one hand, "even though we have nothing to truly fear."
"No one can stop us," Ciel gasped, his head tossing back out of Sebastian's hand as he thrust upward, "not anymore."
"That thrills you, doesn't it, Ciel?" Sebastian growled in his ear, being sure to give it a slow, calculating examination with the tip of his wet tongue.
"Oh yes…" Ciel breathed, his following gasp a sweet, helpless sound that set Sebastian's nerves on fire. He leaned his forehead into the side of Ciel's neck, afraid that even all his restraint wouldn't keep him from coming too soon from looking at that enraptured expression.
"You're so lovely, master."
"Thanks." Ciel replied noncommittally, as if he hadn't really heard and was just replying on instinct. Sebastian chuckled and rolled his hips against Ciel's lazily, causing him to moan.
"So pale, sir," Sebastian went on, resuming a teasing rhythm of thrusting that was just enough to take the edge off, "so pale but with such delightful pink tints to your flesh. Have I ever told you that I enjoy pale flesh more than anything? It shows the evidence of the heart so much more than a bronzed body."
Ciel gasped again, his fingers digging into the back of Sebastian's neck as he listened.
"You get embarrassed, you blush. You get angry, you blush. You get aroused, you blush. It is so easy to read your heart on your skin if nothing else. It holds the marks of intimacy so much better too once it's been bitten or sucked. Your entire body can serve as a monument to your pleasure."
Sebastian stopped his thrusting for a second to pull back from Ciel's neck and look down at him. His eyes were unfocused, his expression entirely lost and searching. Sebastian tugged the glove from one of his hands with his teeth, then let his bare fingers caress Ciel's cheek, and his jaw.
"Your skin is soft too. All humans are soft in reality, but you are…especially tender from your life of comfort. Baby-soft from your age…have I ever told you how much that pleases me?"
Ciel's mouth opened, but nothing more than desperate gasps escaped as he gazed, entirely helpless still into Sebastian's face.
"Ah, those eyes…" Sebastian let his thumb guide one of Ciel's big blue eyes to close, and then gently smooth over the silken lid that hid it from view. "I can get lost in them, you know. They are so very big and blue that it feels like they could overflow and drown me like an ocean."
"Sebastian…" Ciel managed to whisper, completely enthralled.
"Your voice, as well," Sebastian went on, ignoring the call of his name, "so deep for one your age, but not quite shifted into manhood. Authority, confidence, but at some times sweetness and insecurity, pleading, and pleasure…"
He let his hips roll forward again and both of Ciel's eyes squeezed shut, and the next second he moaned loudly and tossed his head.
"God, Sebastian, touch me! Touch me right now!"
Sebastian leaned forward to nip at the boy's ear, working one hand between their bodies to unfasten Ciel's pants.
"As you wish, Master Ciel."
"Oh Sebastian, I need it, I need it right now, I can't wait…" Ciel was speaking in that urgent tone that slipped between loud command and quiet, wispy begging. It always excited him. Ciel was panting, his little hands roaming over every inch of Sebastian that he could reach in his position. His body shuddered and all his movement came to a half as Sebastian's hand closed around his heated flesh. Ciel's head snapped up, and he leaned his forehead against Sebastian's.
"You're rock hard already," Sebastian whispered, giving him a squeeze that set him moaning, "such a good boy…"
He began rubbing his thumb around the dripping head, spreading the pleasure over his most sensitive place with slow, teasing relish. Ciel let his head fall back against the hard brick wall, his face twisting in pleasure and his bottom lip constantly being bitten by his fine white teeth between breathless words.
"Yes…yes…oh that's it…so good…so very…god…ah! Yes…yes…yes…so good…so good…don't stop…"
"I love you."
The words had been breathed, hot and quick against Ciel's ear, ceasing the flow of quiet affirmations leaving the boy's lips. His eyes flew open and his breathing increased dramatically in tempo as he saw Sebastian's face. Ciel had never seen him look so very vulnerable before, not even when he was at Hanna's mercy after Ciel had been possessed and forced to duel for him. His expression was almost one of pain, eyes brimming with raw emotion that Ciel could feel down to the place where his soul used to reside. He believed him, oh god, he believed him but…
He drew himself up to hide his face in Sebastian's neck, holding onto his shoulders tightly.
"Do you truly mean that?" He asked brokenly, his voice muffled in Sebastian's red scarf, "Don't you…don't you lie to me…" the accusation was gentle, a defense against possible hurt, but in the end unnecessary.
Sebastian latched his mouth to Ciel's slender neck and sucked delicately for a brief second before he answered softly,
"If I had a heart, I'd swear by God Himself that it belonged to you."
Ciel gasped at the words, knowing just how serious they were for a demon to swear by God. Ciel shivered as Sebastian's finger pressed against his tip, having never stopped his ministrations. Directly after he squeezed him again, pulling long and slow along the length in his tightly closed hand.
"Ahhh…Sebas-"
Ciel was cut off as Sebastian found his mouth and kissed him, tongue instantly sliding in to dominate. For several long seconds Ciel was swept up in it all; Sebastian's hot, wet kiss, the delicious feel of being squeezed and pumped, and the overwhelming affection that Sebastian had just impressed upon him. Before he could begin to think too hard about one sensation or the other, he became aware that Sebastian was pinning him tighter to the wall so his free hand could begin working his pants down. He held on tighter, bracing himself up to make the task easier. His bare backside came into contact with the rough brick, but he could have cared less.
"My nipples!" He pulled out of the kiss to request, "your mouth, please!"
He quickly unbuttoned his own shirt, as both of Sebastian's hands were occupied. He could barely keep his fingers from shaking to the point of uselessness; he was still being pleasured most incredibly. Finally the shirt was open and he arched his little back against the hard wall, forcing his chest upward in a pleading gesture. Sebastian smiled and complied at once, his tongue spreading heat instantly over the hard nubs.
"Ahhhhyyyesssss…" Ciel moaned wantonly, as Sebastian's hand left his member and began rubbing against his entrance. With his nipples being played with he hardly needed his cock stroked. That lovely finger, teasing the puckered skin and pressing its warm tip into him tantalizingly…Ciel moaned again as Sebastian bit down gently on one of his nipples. It was fierce and sweet and intense all at once, and Ciel loved it. He loved those hands, he loved those fingers, he loved that hot mouth, he loved…he loved…
"Oh god…" Ciel breathed, as clarity flooded him like a lamp in a dark room. "oh god, I love you too…"
It all stopped for the briefest second, as Sebastian let out a small shuddering sound, either of relief or happiness Ciel could not judge. Then it all started again, with more fervor, more care, and more love than had ever been present before.
"I can't wait," Ciel gasped, as Sebastian's fingers began thrusting inside him and Sebastian's tongue did wicked things to his nipples, "come inside me, Sebastian! I'm going bloody crazy! I need you!"
Ciel was nearly sobbing with this sudden intensity between them, and Sebastian was not going to refuse him. There was a short second for Sebastian to take himself out carefully without dropping Ciel, and then their eyes locked, and neither of them could move. They had to look at each other, had to share the bond that was now forming strong as steel between them with their admissions. Their expressions were naked, unmasked, vulnerable to each other for long moments. It was precious, this moment, and they both knew it was something that had changed them, in a very real sense, forever.
"I need you." Ciel whispered, stroking the back of Sebastian's head. "My rock, my demon."
"I need you too, my sweet, dear master…" Sebastian replied, and slowly, their bodies were connected. Their gazes faltered as eyes fell shut and lips were bitten, as sighs and groans escaped them and they experienced their joining with more awareness than ever before. Even in the midst of such a special moment, their bodies screamed for action. Ciel gripped Sebastian's waist with his knees and muttered,
"Move…please move…I need it…"
Sebastian began thrusting, his cock hard and hot and perfect within Ciel's equally hot and perfect channel. If there was pain from the lack of lubricant, Ciel could not feel it, such was his pleasure in the sensation.
"Ciel…" Sebastian grunted, as he began to thrust more eagerly. Ciel did not answer him, knew that an answer was not why Sebastian had called his name. He had called Sebastian's enough times during the act to know that.
"Faster…oh yes, oh yes, oh yes…"
Ciel tended to repeat himself constantly whenever he intensely liked what Sebastian was doing, and he shamelessly continued to do so as his demon began to pound into him like the world was about to end. There was an urgency right now, the need for gratification strong almost to the point of overwhelming them both. Ciel buried his face in Sebastian's shoulder as he began crying out over and over, not even coherent words now, just loud exclamations of pleasure.
"Good boy…" Sebastian managed at one point, his voice breathless from the effort and pleasure of making love to his beloved.
"I…love it…when…you call me that…" Ciel said in a wavering tone with the time of Sebastian's harsh thrusts. "Don't…know…why…"
"It's an endearment." Sebastian said, once more latching his mouth to Ciel's neck and sucking at the pale flesh he loved so.
"Ah!" Ciel moved his head ever so slightly on Sebastian's shoulder, his eyes forced open at the suddenness of the sensation. He happened to glance to the left, and a little thrill of shock shot through his chest.
They were being watched.
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