A Little Wine

“Young Master, I don’t think it is a good idea for you to be drinking alcohol,” Sebastian said warningly whilst carefully pulling away the wineglass that Ciel Phantomhive was just reaching out for.

Ciel frowned and made an annoyed sound as he tried to snatch the glass back from his butler, but Sebastian lifted the glass high up into the air, just above his own head, which immediately and effortlessly made it impossible for the young boy to be able to reach the drink. Sebastian held the stem of the glass delicately between his thumb and forefinger whilst Ciel stood on tip toe and made a grab for it. His reach was nowhere near.

All of the staff - including Sebastian - were having some wine. Even Tanaka had put his Japanese tea cup to one side to have some wine. Although Ceil was the youngest one there, he was also the master of the house and he felt that if he wanted a drink then he should be allowed to have one. He hadn’t even had a single sip yet, and to add insult to injury, Sebastian had even allowed Maylene to drink! Was she not clumsy enough already without the added disorientation of being inebriated?!

He was the only one here without a drink and Sebastian was forcing him to jump and grab for it like a child and he felt humiliated. Suddenly Ciel was overcome with indignant outrage and embarrassment. Sebastian was so tall! It was impossible for Ciel to win this way. Ciel stood still and crossed his arms, a serious expression spread across his face as his anger bubbled just below the surface. “Sebastian!” He yelled threateningly.

The butler smiled warmly but made no move to lower the wine glass. “You are too young for wine, it will only make you ill-”

“No it won’t! Sebastian, do as I say. Give me the wine.”

“But I’m merely thinking of your own health-”

“This is an order, Sebastian.” Ciel’s hand went up to his eye-patch and he flicked the edge of it warningly. None of the others would understand what this warning meant, but both of them understood the implications perfectly. They both knew that Ciel would never reveal the pentacle that bound them both so closely together in front of the others like this, but they also knew that the pentacle forced Sebastian to do whatever his master asked. Ciel could easily win any argument.

Sebastian smiled sweetly and lowered the glass. “If you are sure, young Master,” he said politely, whilst carefully placing the glass in Ciel’s hand.

Ciel stared down into the red liquid and then hesitantly brought the glass up to his lips. He was vaguely aware of his butler watching him as he took his very first sip. The wine tasted repulsive to him and it felt as though his throat was burning as he swallowed it. It took all of his willpower to stop the disgust from showing on his face but he couldn’t stop his eyes from watering slightly. He didn’t want to drink it any more but he didn’t want to throw it away either after all the effort he had gone through to get it, and more importantly he couldn’t stand the thought of Sebastian knowing that he didn’t like it. He brought the glass up to his lips again and took a long, deep gulp of it, wanting to get rid of the offending beverage as soon as possible. Sebastian was saying something about ‘savouring the taste’ and bouquets and palettes but all of Ciel’s concentration was used up on trying not to just spit the wine back out again.

Ceil put the empty wineglass down on the table with a little bit more force than he had intended, the resultant thump making him jump slightly.

“Are you okay?” Sebastian asked with a slight smirk.

Ciel turned around to face him and his head continued spinning even after he’d stopped moving. He blinked a few times until his eyes went back into focus. “I‘m fine. I told you.”

Ciel was relieved when Sebastian suddenly leapt to the side to grab a tray of wineglasses from Maylene who had been in the process of tripping over her own feet and dropping them. Sebastian took away the tray of miraculously undamaged glasses whilst Ceil, now without his butler watching him, staggered uneasily to the nearest chair and sat down.

He was fine. Just a little sit down until he didn’t feel so dizzy. Perfectly fine. Sebastian would never know.

“Young Master?”

Ciel lifted his head from the table with a start. Sebastian was smiling at him. Maylene hovered just behind the butler looking concerned.

“I think it’s time for you to go to bed,” Sebastian informed him with an amused smile.

“I’m not tired though!” Ciel told him loudly.

“But you were asleep, young Master.”

“… But I’m not actually tired! Just resting my eyes, and - Sebastian!” Ciel found himself being lifted up out of the chair, one of Sebastian’s hands underneath his knees and the other supporting his back. Despite Ciel’s protestations he found himself resting his head against his butlers chest. Sebastian’s body felt so warm and Ciel felt his eyes closing again. His head still felt fuzzy from the alcohol and he just didn’t have the energy to put up a fight.

As ceil felt himself being carried away he heard Bardroy asking how much Ciel had actually had to drink and was horrified to hear his butler reply, “Only half a glass.” Ceil felt his humiliation double. Sebastian was right, it really had only been half full and he’d gotten drunk on just that. Everyone else had drank far more than that and yet Ciel was the worst effected. Sebastian on the other hand, didn’t seem to have been effected by the wine at all.

But all thoughts of embarrassment and shame vanished as he was carried through the house. Sebastian was holding him so tightly and the rocking movement of Sebastian walking was incredibly soothing. Ciel liked being carried by Sebastian although he’d never dare admit it to anyone. He could feel Sebastian’s chest moving up and down and then the butlers breathing got quicker as he moved up the stairs. Ciel felt something deep down inside him stirring, a warmth deep down in his stomach. The pressure of the butler’s hands and body pressed so tightly against his own small frame sent little pleasurable tingles across his skin.

“Are you okay, my Lord?” Sebastian asked gently and Ciel muttered a quiet, “yes.”

Sebastian’s face was near to his own and he knew that the butler had tilted his head down towards him as he spoke, he’d felt his breath against his face. Ciel liked the sound of Sebastian’s voice, there was something about the butlers confident yet smooth and drawling tone which often had an exciting effect on Ceil’s body. It was having a very similar effect now. Heat had built up in his groin and his penis had become hard. He shifted nervously in Sebastian‘s arms, scared that the butler would notice and then laugh at him.

Ciel had become used to his butler having this effect on him. Whenever he touched himself at night he would try to force himself to think of Elizabeth, believing that he was under obligation to think about his fiancé during such acts, but inevitably it was always thoughts of Sebastian that brought about those final throes and made him cum.

Ciel was sure that his cheeks must be flushed and he hoped that Sebastian would just put it down to the effects of the alcohol. Ciel pressed his face harder against Sebastian’s jacket and his hand moved up to rest against Sebastian’s lapel. His hand slipped slightly with Sebastian’s movements as he walked and Ciel’s palm shifted across to press against the butler‘s white shirt. Sebastian’s black tie rubbed gently across the back of the boy’s hand whilst Ciel’s fingers pressed against the thin, white material through which he could feel the warmth and muscles of Sebastian’s chest. It sent a little electric thrill coursing across Ciel‘s body and he felt his own heartbeat quicken.

Through the haze of arousal and inebriation he was vaguely aware that normally by now he would have become too embarrassed by how his body was reacting and ordered Sebastian to stop carrying him and put him down, but right now all he wanted to stay right here.

Ciel felt the movement of Sebastian spinning on his heel, the butler stepped backwards against Ciel’s bedroom door and used his elbow to press the door handle down and then he pushed open the door using his back. Ceil turned his head reluctantly away from the warmth of Sebastian’s body and opened his eyes to see his bed moving closer and closer. Soon Sebastian was stood right in front of his Master’s four-poster-bed and Ciel felt disappointment at the realisation that Sebastian was soon going to release him from his embrace.

Sebastian gently placed the boy in the bed. The sheets seemed cold and lonely as Ciel fell against them and he found himself badly missing the strong arms that had held him so tightly only moments before. He let out a sad sigh as he lay there on his back. He stared straight up at the deep blue drapery that hung across the top of the bed. Suddenly he felt something tug at his foot and looking downwards he saw Sebastian removing his boots, lifting his legs up to do so. Ciel kept himself quiet and kept his face carefully expressionless as his butler leaned over him to untie the turquoise bow at his neck. His fingers were so close to his face, he could feel them brush against his neck. Ceil wanted Sebastian to take off his elegant white gloves so that he could feel Sebastian’s skin against his own but he continued to keep quiet, not daring to ask the butler to do such a thing.

Sebastian’s hand went behind the boy’s back and lifted him up slightly to remove his jacket. Ciel fell back down into the bed whilst his shirt buttons were undone, one by one, by nimble fingers.

An uneasiness spread through him at allowing himself to be touched like this in the state he was in. He felt like he was suffering from a fever, he felt so hot and his penis was still begging for attention. He didn’t want to face the humiliation of Sebastian knowing the effect he had on him.

“I… I can get undressed myself,” Ciel said, batting away Sebastian’s hands. Hurriedly he started to undo his shirt buttons himself but his head was spinning as his fingers clumsily fiddled with the buttons.

“Allow me, young Master,” Sebastian said whilst reaching out towards him again. The tone of his voice once again had an arousing effect on Ciel whose hands were shaking slightly.

“I can do it,” Ciel said irritably, “Please, just get me some water.”

Sebastian nodded and he stood up straight. “As you wish, my Lord.” With a final warm smile, which sent further torturous shivers throughout Ciel’s body, Sebastian turned and left the room.

Ciel released his breath - he didn’t even know he had been holding it - and hurriedly started pulling his shirt off, despite the fact that the last button was still done up which he only realised when the offending button pinged across the room.

He started pulling off his trousers and his underwear, still laying on the bed, arching his back awkwardly to assist in removing the restrictive clothes. The feel of the material moving across his groin to his legs fed his aroused state even further, and the cool soft bed sheets felt so good against his bare back, buttocks and legs. All the while he kept an eye on the door, terrified that Sebastian - who had a way of doing things surprisingly quickly when he wanted to - would return with his water to find him laying naked in bed with a very obvious arousal.

Ciel pushed himself up onto his elbows and looked around the room. His eyes saw double at first but slowly swam into focus. He was really starting to regret drinking that wine now. He saw his night-shirt folded neatly on the chair next to his bed and clumsily pulled it across to him and wriggled into it. Exhausted, he flopped onto his side. His eyes closed drowsily but he couldn’t relax enough to fall asleep. He was still so hard. He found his hand moving down as if it had a mind of it’s own and suddenly he had hold of himself and was pumping the rigid flesh with desperate, quick movements of his wrists. He let out a long blissful sigh.

His imagination ran rampart, he pretended that Sebastian was laying just behind him, his body pressing against Ciel’s back, his hand snaking in front of him, it was Sebastian’s hand touching him, bringing him closer to climax, forcing him down into the bed, towering over him, and he was naked. Oh, god, images of Sebastian naked! Sebastian’s cock, so big and hard pressing against him, sinking inside him… A little moan escaped Ciel’s lips as he pushed one finger deep inside of himself and then another, imagining that Sebastian’s cock was inside of him. Both of his hands continued to bring pleasure to himself and he was so close. So close!

He heard the door click and then start to creak open. Still curled up on his side, facing away from the door, his hand shot away from his member and he pulled his finger out from his hole. His hand tugged the hem of his night-shirt as far down his legs as it would go. His face pressed against the bed sheets to hide his shame and muffled the slight disappointed groan that escaped his lips. He had been so close. It had felt so good. He just wanted to be left on his own now to finish himself off but he didn’t have the energy to tell his butler to get out of his room.

Sebastian didn’t seem to have noticed anything untoward, or at least if he had then he wasn’t letting on. He walked over to the bed as if everything was normal.

“Drink something before going to sleep or you’ll feel like hell tomorrow.” Sebastian said as he sat down on the edge of the bed, glass in hand. Ciel felt Sebastian’s hands on his shoulders and he shivered from the touch. Sebastian pulled him up into a sitting position, supporting his master’s back with his arm and then the butler placed the glass against his lips. Ciel quickly pulled his knees up to his chest, scared that Sebastian would notice the bulge between his legs pushing against the thin material of his night-shirt. He took a few gulps of the water before turning his head away. Couldn’t Sebastian see how red his face was? Didn’t he wonder why his Young Master couldn’t look him in the eye? But the butler just continued to act normally and Ciel thought that maybe the demon really didn’t have any idea of the effect he was having on him.

Sebastian placed the glass on the bedside table and then pulled a white handkerchief out of his breast-pocket and pressed it lightly against Ciel’s lips and chin, dabbing away droplets of water. Ciel watched the handkerchief move down to dab away stray drops of water just below his collarbone and suddenly it occurred to him that Sebastian might mistake dots of precum for water, there had to be some on his nightshirt, but his knees were so tightly pressed against his chest that there was no way that Sebastian could see it if there were any. Ciel felt safe from discovery, and found himself imagining Sebastian pushing his legs back down, pressing the handkerchief between his legs and rubbing and rubbing…

Sebastian was rubbing in circular motions to soak up the water droplets near his collar. Ciel felt light-headed as he concentrated on the sensation of Sebastian’s hand at his chest, and the delicious pressure of his other hand behind his back, holding him upright. The boy was vaguely aware that he was getting dangerously close to doing something stupid and revealing his true feelings, but that little voice inside his head was drowned out under the haze of alcohol and lust. Ciel stared up at his butler’s face, Sebastian’s fine black eyebrows were knitted together in concentration as he dabbed away the water and unwittingly sent Ciel’s mind into a frenzy. Sebastian suddenly noticed that Ciel was looking at him, and smiled. It was the most dangerous smile of them all, it always made Ciel feel weak. It was the smile where his lips parted lazily and revealed a hint of the Butler’s pink tongue. Ciel felt his mind and whatever composure he had left melt away.

Sebastian returned his handkerchief to his pocket and pulled his arm away from where it had been supporting Ciel’s back. He had expected this gesture to result in Ciel falling back down into bed but the boy’s hand reached out and grabbed Sebastian’s wrist to keep himself steady and to keep himself closer to the butler.

“Lay back down, young Master. You need to get some sleep.” Sebastian decided to assist Ciel in obeying this suggestion by forcibly pushing his master back down into the bed. This not only made Ciel shiver with need but his wine-addled mind saw this as an act of dominance on Sebastian’s part, saw it as foreplay, and before Ciel knew what he was doing he’d tightened his grip around Sebastian’s wrist and pulled the gloved hand down to rest against his groin. Even with Ciel’s night-shirt being in the way, the delicious pressure of Sebastian’s palm against his member made Ciel moan.

All of the boy’s inhibitions had been washed away by the wine and his intense arousal, along with any sense of dignity, shame or embarrassment. Ciel’s face was a picture of desperate need and his eyes were half-lidded as he looked up into Sebastian’s face. Ciel had very rarely seen a look of surprise on Sebastian’s face but right now he was treated to the sight of Sebastian’s eyebrows shooting up his face and his lips parting with shock. Had Sebastian really not known? Or had he just not expected Ciel to be so forward about it?

Sebastian forcibly pulled his hand away and Ciel felt his heart break. “You’re drunk and you don’t know what you’re doing,” Sebastian said in what Ciel saw as an insultingly calm and dismissive voice, “Please go to sleep-”

“I know exactly what I’m doing!” Ciel shouted, anger and hurt pride in his voice. Suddenly all he wanted in the world was to have Sebastian touch him, he didn’t care about the consequences. Despite Sebastian’s reaction, hope still lurked in the back of Ciel’s mind. Sebastian didn’t look disgusted, disappointed or angry with him - all of which were common reactions when a certain red-head showed any form of desire towards Sebastian.

“You’ll only regret it tomorrow when you’ve sobered up-”

“No! Please, Sebastian, touch it-” Frustrated tears formed in the corner of his eyes.

“I’ll bring you a medicinal drink in the morning to sooth the hang-over you’ll no doubt have-”

“Sebastian, don’t go!” Ciel cried out with anger and pain as Sebastian moved away from the bed. The boy knew exactly what he wanted and right now he would try anything his drunken brain could come up with to get it.

“I won’t do it, Ciel. Go to sleep.”

“Sebastian, I’m ordering you! Touch it!”

Sebastian slowly turned back around to face his young master. Ciel had pulled his eye-patch off and thrown it to the floor, his pentacle was glowing brightly. Sebastian just stared at him for a moment, then a smirk pulled at the corner of his mouth. Well, it looked like he didn’t have a choice in the matter.

Sebastian had been reluctant to react to Ciel’s drunken advances because if the next day Ciel had felt any anger towards his butler and regretted what they had done, if he felt that Sebastian had taken advantage of him in his drunken state that night, then the very nature of their contract and the pentacle meant that the boy could make Sebastian’s life as difficult and miserable as he saw fit. But if Sebastian had been forced to do what Ciel wanted, if it was all inarguably Ciel’s own doing - well then, Sebastian couldn’t be to blame, now could he? He was just the poor little butler following orders - orders which he literally could not refuse even if he wanted to, even though, as it turned out, it would be Sebastian’s absolute pleasure to help Ciel with his predicament. Plus, he really liked to hear Ciel beg for it.

“Yes, my Lord.”

Ciel watched in fascinated wonder as Sebastian sauntered towards him, his index finger went up to his mouth and he gripped the white material in his teeth, slowly pulling off the glove revealing the glowing pentacle on the back of his hand. His other hand went up to his mouth and again, he nibbled the material that covered his slender digits and pulled the sheath free. He held both gloves in his hand until he had reached the bed and then he placed them neatly together on the bedside table.

Ciel, still laying back in the bed, stared up at Sebastian in anticipation as he sat on the edge of the bed just next to Ciel‘s thigh. The butler twisted his torso slightly, bringing one long leg up onto the bed whilst also being careful not to allow his shoe to touch the sheets. His left hand reached out over the boy and settled down on the other side of him, next to Ciel’s hips, his palm pressing against the sheets to support his weight. Sebastian’s right hand moved down to the hem of Ciel’s night-shirt and started to pull it up his legs. Ciel moaned as the material tugged on his rigid member before Sebastian lifted the material up and over, allowing Ciel’s cock to spring free. The boy lifted his hips and Sebastian continued to lift the garment up Ciel’s body before the boy impatiently wriggled out of it altogether and threw it roughly to the floor.

Sebastian seemed frozen suddenly, his eyes glued to the wrinkled night-shirt strewn so inelegantly on the floor, but Ciel shouted Sebastian’s name irritably, breaking the butler’s line of thought and distracting him away from his innate need to make everything immaculately tidy. Sebastian turned his attention back to the naked boy lying in the bed and smiled deviously at him before reaching his free hand down to Ciel’s stomach and stroking his long finger’s lightly against the soft skin drawing a blissful sigh from the boy’s lips. He moved his finger’s downwards to sweep through fine curls, his black fingernails grazing the skin gently and drawing further happy noises from his young master. His index finger reached the base of Ciel’s penis and slid up along it’s length before reaching the tip and running little circles in the moisture that had gathered there.

Ciel’s breath was coming in short gasps, his hands and the heels of his feet were pressing down hard into the bed whilst his whole body shivered. He let out a moan as Sebastian’s finger’s finally wrapped around his cock, forming a fist, and started pumping his sensitive flesh. Ciel’s eyes drifted closed and he let out little shaky gasps while his butler’s hand brought him the most incredible pleasure.

Sebastian’s weight shifted and Ciel felt the butler’s free hand move up to press into the bed beside his shoulder. He opened his eyes to see Sebastian leaning over him, his face hovered above Ciel’s chest and then he pressed his mouth down around Ciel’s left nipple. The boy shivered as he felt lips move against the nub and the flick of a tongue teasing the nipple until it became hard, at which point Sebastian moved across to the other one. Ciel leant his head back, his mouth open as he took deep panting breath’s. He could feel stray strands of the butler’s hair tickling his chest and then Sebastian released his pink nipple and his tongue traced up along Ciel’s neck before he claimed the boy’s mouth with his own. Sebastian’s tongue licked at Ciel’s lips before darting hungrily into his mouth.

The kiss had barely begun before Sebastian pulled away from him and sat up straight again. Ciel let out a sad little whimper and opened his eyes. He studied Sebastian, posed as elegantly as ever as he perched on the side of the bed leaning over Ciel slightly, still managing to look sophisticated despite what his right hand was currently doing to Ciel’s erection.

Ciel was seriously considering ordering his butler, possibly with the aid of the pentacle, to kiss him again when suddenly Sebastian shifted backwards slightly and then leant forward until his face was just above the boy’s lap and his tongue flicked out to lick at the head of his cock. Ciel started moaning again and watched with excited eyes as Sebastian took his cock all the way into his mouth and started sucking. The hand that had been touching his penis moved to stroke his thighs and then cup his balls.

The added attention sent electric shivers across Ciel’s body and he found his hips moving of their own accord. Sebastian’s hands pressed the boy’s body back down into the bed, forcing him to keep still as the butler’s mouth and tongue teased the eager flesh.

Ciel watched his butler’s head bob up and down in his lap, the sight of him attending to his needs like this fed Ciel’s arousal all the more and yet, no matter how good it felt there was still an uneasy feeling at the back of Ciel’s mind fighting it‘s way forward. He felt guilty for forcing Sebastian to pleasure him, for not giving the butler a say in the matter, Ciel had not wanted to admit this shame to himself because he didn’t want this pleasure to stop. But as Sebastian released his cock from his mouth and started to lick at the length again their eyes met and Ciel saw no reluctance or disgust in those eyes, only lust and his mouth was smiling. He seemed to be rather enjoying himself.

Ciel sat up and pushed his finger’s into the jet-black hair. The boy shivered with need and then, removing one hand from the soft strands he leaned forward and nervously pressed his hand down into Sebastian’s lap. Ciel smiled with relief and pride, Sebastian was hard, he could feel the butler’s erection straining against his trousers. Ciel’s finger’s squeezed and he was pleased to hear Sebastian moan against his master’s cock.

Frantically, Ciel started pawing at Sebastian’s clothes, trying to undo his trousers. Sebastian removed his mouth from Ciel’s penis and the boy’s mind cleared enough from the loss of this enjoyable distraction for him to succeeded in unbuckling Sebastian’s belt. The butler’s hand joined his own and speedily whipped the belt off and rolled it carefully before placing it neatly on the bedside table beside his gloves. Sebastian kicked off his shoes and then slid from the bed. With the dexterous speed and proficiency characteristic of any self-respecting demonic butler he was naked and clutching a beautifully folded pile of clothes within a matter of seconds. Ciel couldn’t help but notice, somewhat irritably, that atop the pile of clothes was his own nightshirt which only a moment before had still been in a crinkled heap on the floor but yet was now mysteriously folded and crease-free.

Sebastian hurriedly dropped this pile of clothes on the bedside table, turning away from Ciel for a moment and giving him a perfect view of his round ass before spinning back around to face his Master again. Ciel let out a gasp as he saw Sebastian’s naked body properly for the first time. The muscles of the butler’s abs and chest were attractively defined and his chest was smooth and hairless, except for the dark trail leading down from his stomach to his erection. His cock and testicles were so much bigger than Ciel’s were, his penis so thick and so long. Ciel wanted to touch it.

Sebastian climbed onto the bed, grabbed Ciel by the shoulders and shoved him down on his back before pressing his own body hard against him. Ciel moaned as their cocks rubbed together, the friction perfect and dizzying. Sebastian rocked back and forth on top of him, his movements increasing the friction and setting Ciel’s body on fire. The boy’s frame seemed so small underneath the long limbs and torso that arched over him. He stared up into the butler’s face who looked back at him with a wicked grin. Ciel’s fingers ran across the bare chest in front of him and finally reached up to dig against Sebastian’s shoulders as the pleasure mounted quickly and Ciel felt himself getting close. He struggled underneath Sebastian, his mouth was open and his cheeks felt hot and he looked up to see Sebastian staring down at him with an amused look on his face.

“Stop!” Ciel heard himself saying, “Put your fingers in before I-”

It was torture when Sebastian stopped moving and lifted himself up slightly. The loss of contact made Ciel whimper, especially when he had been so close to orgasm, and he had to remind himself that it was he that had told Sebastian to stop. The butler was only obeying his wishes.

“Put my fingers in where exactly?” Sebastian teased with a mischievous smile. He was licking his fingers, flicking his wet tongue against his fingertips.

“You know where!” Ciel told him, and then let out a gasp as he felt a hand clutch his ass-cheek and a damp fingertip press at his tight little opening. The digit slid it’s way in, slick with the moisture of Sebastian’s saliva and Ciel shivered at the invasion.

How many times had he done this to himself? He’d wondered so many times what it would feel like to have Sebastian do this to him, he’d looked at those long, slender fingers and those perfectly manicured dark fingernail’s and wondered what it would feel like to have Sebastian finger him.

“Does that feel good, young Master?”

Ciel nodded. It did. It really did. The slight pain of Sebastian’s fingernail scratching his sensitive flesh was excruciatingly pleasurable. Ciel held his breath as he felt a second finger slip inside and then he breathed again when the initial pain subsided.

Ciel looked up at Sebastian. He looked so powerful towering over him like that, so in control and dominant that it made Ciel feel weak and helpless - and he liked it. Sebastian started to scissor his fingers, stretching the skin and making Ciel whimper and shiver. Ciel’s cock was throbbing, still pointing upwards and begging for attention but not getting any assistance. Ciel thought he might cum just from Sebastian’s fingers, but he wanted the butler’s cock deep inside of him to be what made him orgasm. Wanted to hear Sebastian loose all his calm and composure as he came inside of him.

“Fuck me,” Ciel pleaded.

“Such foul language, young Master - I should wash your mouth out with soap.”

Sebastian leant back slightly and pulled Ciel’s legs up so that they pressed against the boys chest, it made his back curve and it moved his bottom up into the air giving the butler a perfect view of his pink ass. Sebastian’s hands continued to hold Ciel’s legs in place as the butler leant forward and licked his tongue across the puckered hole. The boy moaned as the tongue licked around in little circles, the dampness of his saliva cool against Ciel’s burning skin, his fingers caressed the soft ass cheeks before once again pushing inside of Ciel’s body, gliding in easily with the extra lubrication.

Sebastian took Ciel’s hand and brought it up to his own mouth, licking at the small fingers and coating them with moisture. Still holding his wrist he pushed the boy’s hand against his hot, straining erection. Ciel’s fingers explored the butler’s erection before forming a fist around the hard flesh and tugging, drawing deep moans from his butler. Once Ciel was satisfied that Sebastian’s cock was suitably lubricated with saliva he released his hold and laid his head back, waiting eagerly for the inevitable.

Ciel bit his lip as he felt fingers open him wide and Sebastian’s erection suddenly push between the digits and force it’s way deep inside. The pain sent him delirious for a second and he let out shaky gasps through clenched teeth as Sebastian pushed in deeper and deeper until the butler was finally still. He was all the way in now and he filled him so completely.

Sebastian leant over the boy, his hips were pressed hard against Ciel’s ass, and the boys ankles were resting against the butler’s shoulders. Sebastian held himself up on one hand and the other wrapped tightly around Ciel’s cock and started to stroke it. The mixture of pain and pleasure was excruciatingly good and Ciel found himself rocking his hips and gasping for breath. New flashes of pleasure rippled through him as Sebastian rocked his own hips, picking up speed in answer to Ciel’s increasingly frequent blissful moans.

The sensations became too much and Ciel found himself tossing his head from side to side and gripping the bed-sheets tightly in his fists as each thrust sent spasms racing throughout his body. Desperate shivers wracked him as he descended into desperate unintelligible cries. He came violently, his seed dripping across Sebastian’s fingers as the demon continued to stroke the boy’s penis.

Sebastian’s own guttural groans joined those of his master as Ciel’s body gripping his cock so tightly and brought him closer and closer to release. Sebastian pounded into him relentlessly, each thrust drawing out Ciel’s orgasm for second after agonising second. Sebastian’s lips opened as he panted and his hair splayed in front of his eyes, the dark strands moving with each thrust. Ciel stared up into the beautiful vision of Sebastian experiencing complete and utter ecstasy, his usual calm and collected demeanour lost and forgotten under a torrent of sexual need and Ciel felt so lucky to be able to see this side of him. Ciel’s orgasm lingered on with pounding throbs, fed by each thrust, each stroke, and the sight of Sebastian in his needy and unguarded state. Suddenly Sebastian’s hand let go of Ciel’s member and the boy could feel the warm body above him shake uncontrollably, his hands came down either side of Ciel’s head to hold himself up and his thrusts became faster and more urgent until he let out a final cry and threw his head back, his mouth wide open, his eyes closed as he came deep inside of his master. His hips continued to rock and his breath came in short gasps until his movements stopped altogether and slowly he lifted his weight from the small boy underneath him and flopped down next to him on his back, stretching out his long aching legs. Beside him, Ciel turned onto his side and snuggled closer to Sebastian, resting his head against his chest and wrapping an arm lazily around his shoulder.

Sebastian was very aware that, technically he should be getting on with his chores as well as tidying up after the drunken party that the others had no doubt indulged in downstairs. The butler was positive that it would have degenerated into a messy dilemma of broken crockery, ruined furniture and destroyed décor in a disastrous affair typical of his fellow employees which only he himself would have any hope of fixing. Plus, he needed to mix up a potion to cure Ciel’s inevitable hangover, and acquire a number of balms and creams for Ciel’s body which would no doubt be aching tomorrow. And these sheets they were laying on were filthy! He should surely change them.

He looked down at Ciel’s face, so calm and relaxed. He was fast asleep with a little smile on his lips. The boy was practically draped across the butler. Sebastian didn’t want to disrupt him by getting up, let alone attempting to change the sheets. No, he’d just rest here for a short while with his little master. Sebastian wrapped an arm tightly around the boy and slowly closed his eyes.


End :)