Kitchen Knives

a/n: hi! I'm new to aff.n but not new to pwps. this is my first kuroshitsuji inspired pwp so please go easy on me in reguards to characterization. i've read the manga up to what has been released and i'd also like to say that this fic is based on the manga. Ash has a lot more interaction with Sebastian and the others.


Ciel rarely made trips to the kitchen, or for that matter anywhere near the servants’ quarters. In the back of his mind he counted them as friends, but he still considered them servants and so it was rare that he ventured there.

Today however, Sebastian wasn't answering the bell. All he wanted was a pie and a glass of milk...

Sighing softly he stopped short at the closed door trying to decide if he wanted to just open it or knock first. The sound of something being chopped could be heard and he thought better of walking in. So he knocked rather loudly and stepped back, raising his voice slightly to indicate his annoyance.

“Sebastian."
There was a long silence after this and he again spoke.
"Sebas..."
But the door suddenly creaked open and Sebastian’s upper body could be seen.
"Yes...my lord?"
There was a certain tenor in his voice that sent chills down Ciel's spine. He composed himself and straightened, taking on a decidedly angry scowl rather than the nervousness he suddenly felt.
"I've been ringing the bell for half an hour!"
Sebastian seemed out of breath for some reason, which was quite odd for the demon.
"I apologize my lord, the queens butler came by and we unfortunately had a...spar..."
He wasn't quite sure which words to use but Ciel seemed to accept this.
"What was he here for? Do I have another job?"
Sebastian almost chuckled at this and nodded.
"But if you'll excuse me my lord, I must finish tonight's dinner preparations."
Ciel glared.
"What's going on?! Is he still here?!"
Sebastian shook his head.
"He left some time ago. I've been busy, I'm very sorry. I must not have heard the bell. What would you like?"
Ciel was silent for a moment as he thought. Something was out of place and he didn’t like it.
"I need help with something in my study. Dinner can wait a moment."
Sebastian shook his head, trying desperately now to keep Ciel out of the room.
"I wouldn't be a servant of the Phantomhive household if I couldn't complete simple preparations for dinner."

Ciel glared harder, arms crossed.
"I command you to come out here right now!"
Sebastian sighed, head sinking.
"Yes...my lord."
And he stepped out; a medium sized cutting knife still in his hand...and a large lump in his pants.
Ciel's eyes widened.
"What the hell?!"
Sebastian stepped forward just a bit, watching Ciel step back and hit the opposite wall in the hallway.
"Young master..."

His voice was breathy and his eyes glowed red slightly. Ciel's eyes glanced from knife to eyes, wondering what Sebastian was going to do. He knew all too well about men with erections, but somehow the thought of Sebastian didn't frighten him. Sebastian’s eyes flickered, looking at Ciel with the intent of a wolf. Up until this very moment he'd ignored Ciel’s half felt crush on him. He licked his lips slightly, savoring the confusion his master was feeling.

Though there was no real fear there, the boy looked terrified. In a split second's decision, Sebastian lunged forward, grabbing the boy around the waist with one arm, and loosely pressing the blade to his throat with the other. To prevent the scream he knew Ciel would usher, he pressed his lips over the smaller forms for a moment before whispering.
"Do as I say."
Ciel's breath caught in his throat. He didn't want the others to see.
"Se-Sebastian..."
The voice that escaped him was lower than usual.
"My...my room."

Sebastian quickly slid the knife into the belt loop on his pants and lifted the boy from the floor, grinning as he felt the resistance to curl properly between Ciel's legs. Carrying him with one arm, he quickly made his way to his master’s bedroom, the other hand reaching up to gently stroke the fabric of the boy’s pants. Ciel's eyes involuntarily slid closed and he suppressed the moan that threatened to escape him. Sebastian quickened his pace to the room and once inside he practically slammed the door shut.

Once he had Ciel lain out on the bed he carefully began to undress him, much the same way he did every night. For once he decided to take his own clothes off as well. Usually to him sex was about pleasuring the other...but for some reason this time he wanted pleasure of his own.
Ciel's eyes flickered over his butler's body, half paralyzed at its perfection.
"Sebastian..."
He was out of breath already and all that had happened so far was his clothes being taken off. But he wanted it so bad it made his entire body tingle. The demon shivered. He was rarely interested in his partners...but something about Ciel just turned him on.
"I'll try to be gentle my lord."
Ciel shook his head.
"Don’t."

Something in the tone was almost desperate, though Sebastian couldn’t tell if he meant to leave him alone, or to be rough with him.
"First for something to ease into you with."
He went down, licking Ciel's erection softly, making the boy cry out.
"What...are you...doing?!"
He gasped at the sensation. It was very new to him. Sebastian chuckled as he continued to lick.
"Don't worry about it my lord...just enjoy it."
Ciel squirmed slightly, unsure what to do or say and in an instant the knife was to his throat again.
"Stay still!" He growled.

Ciel's eyes widened and a short gasp escaped his lips as his body stilled, spare it's constant trembling in the chilly winter air.
The fire wasn't lit so the room was cold against Ciel's bare skin. Sebastian kissed him again roughly before going back down.

Like the hell of a demon that he was, he expertly licked and sucked on the object that couldn't quite be described as small, while still holding the blade to his master’s throat...just to make sure he didn't get second thoughts.

After a few moments of vigorously tugging, sucking, and licking the hot and enlarged member, Ciel spilled quite a bit. The boy's eyes slid closed and he cried out with his release, breath coming in short pants. Sebastian caught some in his hand and slicked himself with it. Without giving any warning he pushed in. There was a slight gasp as Ciel felt a sharp pain where Sebastian had entered but after a moment the demon butler began to push and soon the pleasure outweighed the pain, throwing him into excruciating pleasure the likes of which he'd never felt before.

He wanted desperately to wrap his arms around the demon, but the blasted knife was still there.
"Se-bas-tian..."
He panted out, eyes glazed over. Sebastian lowered the knife and slit into the boy's chest, just enough to draw the slightest amount of blood. He then grinned as he stabbed the knife into the pillow right beside his head, provoking a scream before leaning down to lick at the small cut he'd made.
"My lord..."

He moaned softly against the pale flesh, hips pumping quickly, pushing deeply into the smaller body. Ciel was jostled, his body being jerked under the demon. He moaned louder than Sebastian, eyes shut tight, gasping for breath. It felt so good that he was lost in the pleasure, having no idea how loud exactly he was. The feel of Sebastian’s body melting with his was almost too much for him to take.
Suddenly Sebastian’s free hand slipped down to begin tugging at him again. Ciel's mouth dropped open and his cries of pleasure echoed through out the room.
"Se-bast-ian!"

His lungs burned with the activity and once or twice he'd fought off the blackness threatening to swallow him. He wanted to feel every second of this, asthma bedamned.
Sebastian's body worked just as hard. He was surprised himself at how good this felt. It had been a long time since he'd done this for himself. Ciel's eyes pried open for a moment to look into Sebastian’s as he spilled again.
Sebastian grinned widely at the cry that had escaped his lips upon his release, and it sent him into his own release. He pulled free of the smaller form slowly, catching his breath as he watched Ciel shiver.

The boy was having a harder time catching his breath than the fitter demon.
"My lord?"
Sebastian grew a bit worried watching the smaller body shiver and tremble as his chest heaved up and down.
"Can't...breath..."

Sebastian leaned down, kissing him roughly. With the knife now gone, Ciel struggled under him for a moment before his eyes slid closed and his body stilled for the most part.

Sebastian checked to make sure he wasn't ill before covering him with the blanket.
He picked up his clothes and redressed with a grin in Ciel's direction.
"Sleep well my lord..."

He chuckled as he snapped his pocket watch closed after looking at the time.
"Still plenty of time to finish dinner..."
He left the room, closing the door softly and leaned against it for a moment, taking a deep breath.
'Nice try Ash...I’ll give you credit for putting me in such a state...but to think I’d do something so low with the likes of you?’
He chuckled as he walked away.

In Ciel’s room, the head of the Phantomhive estate smiled in his sleep…
~fin~