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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
- 8
- 9
Warning: As stated previously, this chapter will contain BDSM, cock torture, and mild blood play.

Round 9: Final Round
It had been a month. The young earl had enjoyed their little tryst on the desk, and he had wished for more of the same, but this… this was by far a more valuable long-term plan.
And it was enjoyable, in its way, watching the demon battle himself day after day. It was amazing what torment one could inflict by simply taking no action at all.
Since that day, the young lord had behaved as if nothing had happened at all. Not his butler's humiliating confession in the dining room, not that delicious episode in the garden… none of it. It was simply a matter of falling into old routines and treating his servant as he had been used to doing in the past.
Sebastian was profoundly affected by it, though. Ciel knew the demon was hiding his feelings… most of them… but there were little hints, like the fact that his butler always lingered after putting him to bed, seeming as if he expected the earl to request something more. Like the way he never had to wait long after summoning the demon - he seemed to be close by much more often than he had before. And like the way Sebastian's hands trembled just slightly whenever he touched his master - as if the act were forbidden, even though it was not.
He truly feels something for me. Fool...
At long last, the earl decided it was time to do something more with those feelings than thwart them.

***
The day was winding down, and Ciel was sipping the perfect cup of peppermint tea that Sebastian had poured him while reading a volume of Thackeray. Sebastian puttered about with the tea things, preparing them to be put away for the evening.
The young lord abruptly set down his book and his empty teacup, and stood. "Sebastian, I've come to a decision."
"My lord?" The demon looked up from the silver tray he was polishing. Ciel smirked at the almost domestic scene. He looks so oblivious, so innocent…
The boy steeled himself. That is why he's a fool!
"You will accompany me to the cellar, Sebastian."
"…if you wish it, my lord…" The hint of uncertainty in the demon's voice made the boy giddy with anticipation. Demon, you do not know me as you think you do!

***
Sebastian knew his young master, and he'd known something like this was bound to happen. He'd been looking forward to it for quite some time. What he did not know was how the young lord would explain his deviant acts. Ciel had a rationale for everything, even his pleasures.
"Well then, my lord? Why have you bound me so?"
The master paced around his demon, nodding appreciatively as he took in the view. Sebastian was spreadeagled in the centre of the room, ankles bound to manacles which were bolted to the floor, wrists to chains that hung from the ceiling. He could have escaped, if strength were the only issue. His master's order, though… that he could not escape. He shuddered at the delightful feel of a cold draft blowing over his naked flesh. He felt thoroughly exposed, completely vulnerable. It had been a very long time since he'd felt something like this. Oh, Master.
"There are monsters in this world, Sebastian," the young lord intoned, still pacing. He was behind the demon now.
"Monsters," he continued, "who hunger for young and innocent flesh."
Out of nowhere, a sharp pain blossomed in the cleft of the demon's inner thigh, just shy of his groin. The Master's riding crop? The chains did not allow him to twist around and see, and he'd been ordered not to break them. Never mind what it is, I want more of it…
"You know about those monsters, Sebastian. You killed some of them for me." The whip… it had to be a horsewhip… landed directly between the demon's legs this time. It was a sharp, brief impact - not brutal, but still a blow that would have seriously injured a human.
"But then, you know about such monsters all too well.." The demon braced himself for another blow, but it did not come. Instead, he felt his master's light touch under his chin, tilting his face upward, though he could not recall when his head had begun to bow down.
His master gazed into his eyes intently. "…because you're one of them, aren't you, Sebastian? You're the same kind of monster."
"M-my lord… are you referring to.."
"You know damned well what I'm referring to, you insolent scum!"
"I… thought that it had brought you… pleasure, my lord..."
"Never mind what you perceived while you were slaking your animal lust on me, demon. The only thing you must remember now is that I wish to torment one of those disgusting creatures, and you happen to be the closest to hand."
The earl moved away from his demon, then began to trace a wide circumference around him, lashing out with the tip of the whip, scoring his butler from head to toe with small bleeding welts.
Sebastian felt himself growing hard, and knew as the master's face cracked again in that sadistic grin that he had not failed to spot it. "Enjoying yourself, dog?"
"Y-yes… my lord…"
The whip lashed out, the tip of it coiling around the demon's cock, almost, it seemed, of its own accord. When did he learn to use that thing with such facility? The thought passed through Sebastian's brain unheeded as he shuddered in ecstasy. A drop of pre-cum that had gathered at the tip of his member fell forlornly to the floor.
"Touch me.. Master.. even just with the whip again… please, touch me…."
The earl raised an eyebrow, then retreated to a corner of the cellar, from which he emerged holding a small object of polished wood. "If you desire to be touched, filth, I believe this will be sufficient."
The demon could not turn to see his master behind him, but he became suddenly very aware of the boy's actions as the hard wooden knob was shoved into his ass with no lubrication whatsoever. "M-Master…."
"You wish to make an objection?" the boy hissed in his ear.
Sebastian shuddered, internalizing the pain, remembering what his master had said. …I wish to torment you… "N-no… my lord… none."
"Ah, what a shame. It would have made your pain so much more delicious if you had protested." The knob was pulled, then shoved in again, causing the demon to wince and gasp audibly.
Ciel walked about his butler again, coming to the front, where he could look him in the eye. At some point, the boy had switched the horsewhip with the riding crop. He stroked the underside of the demon's chin lazily with the crop's leather tip.
"You are so lovely to look at, Sebastian… it is too bad you are not a woman. For all I know, perhaps you could be a woman just as easily as a man. It doesn't matter, you would still be a monster."
The young lord walked a half-circle around his demon, keeping the tip of the riding crop where it was. "Do you know, Sebastian, the women were worse than the men? They didn't just want to fuck me.. they wanted me to like it."
"Demanding, they were…" He jabbed forward with the riding crop, compressing the demon's throat painfully. "…just like you, Sebastian."
Sebastian had been enjoying his punishment until that moment. The master had made him submit, made him soft, vulnerable… it had felt wonderful… and part of the wonder of it was the sheer risk he was exposed to. Now that risk became stark reality. The master had landed a blow. A true blow, not like the blows from the whip, which would heal readily, which could have been shrugged off by any self-respecting demon… He rejects my feelings for him.
The demon took a breath, and felt himself fill with heat, felt himself grow harder. Destroy me, my love. If it is at your hand, I will endure anything. Physical or psychological… please… destroy me.
A sudden sharp pain in his groin… he glanced down at his member, still pointing stubbornly upward, and noticed a small trickle of blood running down its side. It was the whip again. "I see nothing I've done has damped your arousal, at least." sneered the boy sarcastically. Sebastian flinched at the harshness in his lover's voice. He felt tears… tears!… pricking the back of his eyes. No master has ever made me cry...
"Very well, Sebastian… since you long so for my touch, I shall oblige you. I hope you'll understand if I don't directly touch something as disgusting as you."
The boy was donning a pair of sturdy leather gloves. He produced a large pot that the demon hadn't noticed standing in the corner. "..and to make things a bit more interesting…" he dipped his gloved hands in the pot, then smiled mischievously in his butler's direction.
Ciel stepped behind his demon again, and placed his hands possessively on the taller man's shoulders. Immediately, Sebastian felt a stinging sensation in the spots where the skin had been broken by the whip. Pepper…
"Now, you lovely-looking maggot…. " the hands continued their journey, working their way downward, around the demon's waist. The young lord deigned to wrap his arms around his butler, moving those poisoned gloves to the sensitive nipples, teasing the thin skin there…. "…is this what you desired…" The hands moved downward, caressing Sebastian's firm buttocks for a moment, teasing at the edges of his entrance, which was already stretched to its limit by the wooden plug. "… when you begged me…." ….the gloves moved across his inner thighs, touching the tense, sensitive area where they met with his groin, then moving nonchalantly up to his manhood, gripping it firmly, suffusing it with their vicious heat. The boy's voice was a husky whisper, barely audible in his left ear, yet filling his entire world. "… to touch you?"
Somehow, with the master behind him, it was easier to speak. Sebastian's voice was choked with emotion. He still did not know if this was a representation of the boy's true feelings or simple playacting. He did not know which would be more cruel. He knew one thing only…
"I do not hunger for young flesh, my lord…" He felt the master stiffen behind him at his tone, but he plugged onward.
"I hunger for you. Your every aspect. Your body, soul, mind, and your heart. I will continue to hunger for you if you grow into old age… indeed, long after you are dead."
The master had removed his hand. Sebastian was not sure where the boy was, if he was even still in the cellar, if he had left his butler to ramble to himself like a lunatic. He continued anyway.
"A demon does not restrain himself, my lord. Not when it comes to lust. Please… call me a monster, for that is what I am. Continue to torment me as long as you see fit. Destroy me. Take everything. Take my life, if you can. I would prefer that to losing you…"
His young lord was in front of him now, staring up at him with that china-doll face, impassive, impervious…
The demon let the tumultuous emotion he felt show plainly in his face. He knew his eyes were glowing. "…Master."
Ciel reached up and unclasped his eyepatch, letting it fall haphazardly to the floor. The contract seal flared into life in his right eye. His expression was unreadable. He stared intently at the demon before him. "Sebastian, I order you… tell no one of this. Never bring it up even to me, after it is done."
The boy fell to his knees, and took Sebastian's abused member in his mouth. The demon cried out with the sheer beauty of it. The pain of his wounds, the pepper oil ground into the sensitive flesh, and his master's wet mouth surrounding him. "M-Master!"
The earl shuddered at the nearly unpalatable spice of the peppery substance he had rubbed on his butler's cock. He truly cares for me… his feelings are real… he deserves this. He resolutely opened his mouth wider, putting forth a diligent effort to swallow the tip of his butler's cock.
Feeling his master's throat engulf him, the demon heard a soft moan, unbidden, fall from his lips. "…oh… Master…"
Ciel brought up his hands, still in the gloves, and gripped the base of the demon's large cock, surrounding it completely, pumping the sensitive flesh while spreading the blistering heat over it.
Sebastian felt again the odd pull of the restraints at his arms and ankles. It was not that he was physically incapable of breaking them… it was that he could not. Just as the pain meant nothing, but the master's words, the master's meanings… they held him like no chains could ever do. They wounded as no weapon could.
And the master, on his knees there, swallowing his cock…..
Unable any longer to withstand the pain and pleasure being heaped upon him, the demon began to thrust into his delectable master's little mouth. The boy made a small gagging noise but seemed to adapt easily. He continued sucking at his butler's cock as it pounded into the back of his throat.
In the pit of his stomach, he felt it rising almost immediately as he began to move. "Master.. m-my lord… please… I'm going… to cum…."
In response, he felt the young master latch onto him more tightly, sucking harder. He glanced down in surprise at the sensation, and the sight of the boy kneeling before him sent a shudder through him. Barely holding back, now, the demon forced himself to pause and savor the beautiful sight… the master's cheeks flushed with lust, or perhaps shame… the delicate aristocratic nose, the closed eyes with their beautiful long lashes… the sweet mouth wrapped around him so tightly, so devoted, so precious…"C-…. C-… Ciel…a-Ah….."
Sebastian cried out with abandon as he felt his load pulsing into the boy's small, sweet mouth, felt the master's throat convulse around him as he swallowed every drop, his tongue stroking the demon's flagging member, removing all the traces of their lust.
The demon blacked out for a short moment, but found he was still standing, naked, held up by his chains in the middle of the cellar, his fully dressed master standing before him. The boy did not have the ugly sneer he'd worn before, nor was he smiling. Sebastian felt a bit of a fool standing naked with his cock hanging limply between his legs, his master apparently scrutinizing him.
"Very well, Sebastian, you may break the chains."
Gratefully, the demon snapped his restraints and knelt to the floor. The young lord disappeared and returned with a dressing gown, which he handed to his butler.
Sebastian felt a sudden jolt as the young lord caught his eye with an intent stare.
An unanswered question hung in the boy's expression. For a moment, he appeared achingly vulnerable. "The things you said… "
"You know I am unable to lie to you…." the demon risked reaching a hand out to caress his master's face. The master allowed it. Sebastian let a small smile touch his lips as he bent closer "… beloved."
Final Round: Sebastian

Ciel 4

Sebastian 4

Result: Draw

A/N: You may tar and feather me now for the cop-out ending XD ... yeah, I couldn't decide who should win. So there you go!
Thank you so much for reading - my love for you is undying!
xoxo phoeyay
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