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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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She was young, perhaps late twenties. Her clothes told of her current occupation; low neckline exposing her pitifully small cleavage, dull brown hair mussed around her one-sided bun, and the hem of her shirt provocatively high. She must have been heading to her usual street corner when she happened to hear the sounds of two people enjoying one another. Ciel could see her, stopped in her tracks on the cobblestone path a few hundred yards away. Her sad brown eyes widened as she watched them, and her stance told him that she was unsure of whether to turn and walk away, or stay fixed to the spot.
Apparently she chose the latter, and continued to stand there, alone under the light of the streetlamp. Despite her ragged appearance, she was far from unattractive. Her lashes were naturally long, her lips naturally plump. It was only her breasts and hips that did not seem to have been blessed with a robust appearance.
Ciel was not sure if Sebastian had sensed her or not, but Ciel certainly hadn't until he accidentally caught sight of her. He had been to wrapped up in the passion he was sharing with his lover…lover…yes, that was what Sebastian was to him now. Yet despite this new revelation, Ciel felt a sudden hunger that diverged from what he was currently engaged in with his demon.
Ciel felt a strange surge of wickedness and decided not to alert Sebastian to the woman's presence. Instead, his surprised eyes softened into seductive pools, and he tossed his head back slowly against the brick, moaning as he held her gaze from the corners of his eyes. He could see her breathing speeding up, her breast rising and falling visibly beneath the tight corset she wore over her scanty dress. She was enjoying this, and he knew it. He doubted that she really knew how old he was to begin with; he could look older when in the midst of pleasure. She might have run for help had she known his true age.
"Oh, yes…" Ciel said loudly, a little theatrically, even though he was far from acting. That phrase made the woman shiver, and so he winked at her, licking his lips before making a kissing motion in her direction. After that he lost track of her for a moment, as Sebastian claimed his mouth again in a real kiss, one that wiped his mind for a few seconds. When Sebastian pulled back, Ciel cried out at the increased pace of his thrusts.
"So good…Ah! Yes!" Ciel pulled Sebastian's head down into the crook of his neck so he could lock eyes with the woman yet again without fear of Sebastian seeing. His eyes frequently had to squeeze shut from the pleasure, but he managed to keep them fixed on her when they were open. He exaggerated his facial expressions whenever he remembered to, enjoying the affect he was having on her.
She was trembling where she stood now, and Ciel found he could smell her energy of excitement like a true scent. Sebastian reached between them and began to stroke his member as he thrust, and Ciel lost the capacity for rational thought, and began keening mindlessly with pleasure. The woman forgotten, he buried his face once more into Sebastian's shoulder and clung to him desperately. A second later it all came to a head, and he was spurting out hot semen into Sebastian's hand. He let out a muffled groan and then slumped against the strong chest. He felt hot liquid spilling inside him, and knew Sebastian had come as well. The older demon's weight was against him for a moment, nearly smothering him between the brick wall and his body. Finally, their breathing righted itself, and Sebastian carefully pulled back to look down at Ciel, his eyes glowing.
Slowly, he lifted his dripping hand up to his mouth and began licking Ciel's seed away. Ciel watched him through a hazed expression, mouth hanging open in the afterglow. He wondered offhandedly how Sebastian was able to keep himself upright as well as holding him. After a long few moments, Sebastian had cleaned his hand with his crafty tongue, and cupped Ciel's cheek gently.
"Did you have fun making our guest's knees weak?" Sebastian asked him in a whisper. Ciel started and looked up at him guiltily. "Oh yes, I knew you were playing with her. Do you think I am completely unaware of what happens around me?"
Sebastian smoothed a freshly-licked-clean thumb across Ciel's full bottom lip as the boy pouted.
"Come now, don't look like that. I found it quite exciting what you had playing out with her. She's still there. What do you want to do?"
Ciel glanced over and sure enough, the woman was still standing there, her arms now wrapped around her waist as if to hold herself back and ground her to the spot more firmly. Her eyes were still on the two of them, and they widened as Ciel and Sebastian both turned to look at her.
"Put me down." Ciel ordered softly, dropping his head against Sebastian's chest. Sebastian slowly pulled out of him and put himself away, the woman swallowing again as she observed from where she stood. Sebastian produced a handkerchief and gently cleaned Ciel clean top and bottom, while their audience watched. Ciel kept his eyes on her face, enjoying every little nuance of her enjoyment. He had never thought that he would be an exhibitionist, but in this setting it was exciting. When Sebastian finished cleaning him, he lowered him to stand on his feet, and knelt swiftly to draw up his pants and button them back into place.
His eyes met Ciel's for a long second, and a silent agreement was made between them, before they both focused on the woman. There must have been a dangerously clear look of hunger in their expressions, because she suddenly looked frightened. Her muscles flinched in the second before she tried to flee, but the next instant her throat was spurting blood and her soul positively shot out of the wound and straight toward Ciel's outstretched hand.
Ciel held it carefully, hardly giving the empty, blood shell of a body lying in a growing red pool beyond them. Sebastian looked down at him with admiration, intensely proud of Ciel's actions. The boy drew the soul into his mouth, but before he swallowed he gestured for Sebastian to lean down. The older demon did so, and was surprised when Ciel seized his scarf and dragged him close, crushing their mouths together.
The soul swirled between their two mouths, separating. When they pulled apart they both swallowed their own portion of the glowing essence. Ciel shuddered and had to cling to Sebastian's arms, the pleasure of this soul greater than the other he had harvested from the dying man.
"She was not supposed to go yet." Sebastian said, as though asking Ciel's internal question. "The man was ready to pass away, but she was still aware of her remaining time. That is why it tastes so delicious."
Ciel let out a few slow breaths and steadied himself by wrapping his arms around Sebastian's waist. The older demon responded by scooping him up and cradling him against his chest.
"Quite an exciting evening, eh, master?" He asked, as he began to slowly walk around the body of the woman and continuing on down the cobblestone walkway. "Running out on the dinner bill, making love by a canal, and a lovely unearthly dessert to round out the night. How on earth shall this day end?"
Ciel buried his face into the side of Sebastian's neck and mumbled,
"We could go make our home in hell together…"
Sebastian's silence made Ciel lift his head and look down into Sebastian's face. His expression was thoughtful, and Ciel's eyes widened.
"Oh…don't tell me that…"
"Not hell precisely, my lord, but we can build a home somewhere. In a place beyond the realms of the physical world, where humans cannot enter, it is possible. We can create any building or home that we may wish."
"You're just now telling me this?" Ciel demanded, suddenly fisting his hands in Sebastian's hair.
"You wanted to tour this world first, my lord. I assumed it would come up at a later time."
"Well, tell me about it now."
"That is the best description I can give you at this time, Ciel. Tell me, if I could build you any home in the world, what would you want it to look like?"
Ciel released Sebastian's hair and leaned his head against Sebastian's as he thought silently. There were so many grand structures in so many different countries. Should he go with a Roman structure? Or Byzantine? There were some beautiful Chinese homes he had seen in prints before…finally his mind returned to his roots, England, and he couldn't get the thought to go away. At last he tightened his grip on Sebastian's neck and whispered,
"Phantomhive Manor."
Sebastian processed this answer for a short second before asking,
"Are you sure, young master?"
"Yes. Although I left the real one behind, a part of me still belongs there in that house, and if I cannot return to the original I should like to live in familiar surroundings."
"Oh Ciel, so sentimental."
"Shut up." Ciel said, without malice or feeling. He was too content to really give Sebastian any true jabs at the moment. Sebastian lifted his head to kiss Ciel's smooth cheek and smiled up at him.
"Of course Master Ciel. Anything…for my Dear One."
Ciel smiled back lazily and kissed Sebastian's cheek in turn, whispering in his ear,
"So sentimental."
END
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