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The Sorceress	By : phoeyay Category: > Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji ???) Views: 3577 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Black Butler / Kuroshitsuji, The Sorcerer, The Ruling Class, or the works of Tom Waits. I make no money from the writing of this fiction.

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A/N:

I would just like to say that this fic has some marked differences from my previous BB fics. Mainly in that I am experimenting with OC's and plot. If my experiments succeed or not... who knows? At least they were fun!
Chapter titles are, as usual, on a theme - they are Tom Waits lyrics, for no particular reason other than I love it.
Updates will happen when they happen, but this story will not go on hiatus unless I end up in a coma or something.
So as usual, thank you so much for reading, and I love you to bits! xoxo phoeyay
P.S. - This chapter title is a lyric found in Tom Waits' song of the same name from the album Closing Time (1973).

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Chapter 1: I hope that I don't fall in love with you.
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Sebastian was not happy. "My lord…"
"It might have worked when I was twelve, but my voice is much too deep now. You can do something to make your voice sound feminine, can't you?"
"Well, yes, sir, but…."
"Madame Red is no longer with us, we certainly can't get Lady Elizabeth mixed up in this, Meyrin involved in an intrigue would be several accidents waiting to happen simultaneously, not to mention she isn't well-spoken enough, nor are the other servants. The only other option I can think of is Grell. Perhaps you'd like to go find him and ask him for a favour?"
At that, the wind left Sebastian's sails completely. "Very well, sir. Please, leave me for a bit while I make preparations."
Young master Ciel Phantomhive grew more commanding every day, Sebastian mused as he began rifling through Madame Red's old dresses, trying to find something appropriate.
The master had turned 18 only a few months ago. He looked strikingly similar to his father, but without the gentleness that had seemed to suffuse that man's features. He was cold and bitter as ever… harsh as ever… and it was no longer incongruous or cute. It was imposing. Sebastian shivered with delight. I have raised one hell of a master…
Her Majesty had requested that his master investigate a certain string of assassinations that appeared to be connected to a women's salon which met in London every Sunday for tea. In order to infiltrate it… well… Sebastian had just been told in no uncertain terms what he'd have to do. The indignity…
The fire-engine red garments which made up most of Madame Red's wardrobe were highly inappropriate for polite society - unless you happened to be Madame Red. Sebastian threw them aside and began to go through some of the older things, from before she had grown to be so fond of the color. He gritted his teeth in frustration. Once he found something there would have to be cleaning, alterations, and of course it was all to be kept secret, so he'd have to do it himself or with the help of his incompetent household staff. You certainly do make me work for my supper, my lord.

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My eyes widened in amazement at the glowing gossamer thing that appeared from the bottle. "It's so pretty!"
Father smiled indulgently. "You can summon it anytime, my dear. Here - I will show you the way."
Father was so kind. He had to work from dawn to dusk after Mother died, but still he found time for me. He showed me everything. He taught me how to summon the sprites and raise the ghosts, how to speak to the djinns, and how to feed the prophet. He told me one day, when he was gone, the shop would be mine. But I did not want him to go. I desperately wanted him to live forever.

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The slate-blue gown worked nicely to offset Sebastian's dark hair and pale skin. He'd found a string of pearls which was clasped about his neck. Just the tiniest hint of makeup… no more was needed… and…
Ciel stopped in his tracks. He's beautiful!
Sebastian made a striking woman indeed. His jawline was delicate enough that it did not make him appear too masculine for the role. He was taller than most women, but his height made for an almost fawn-like artlessness that was adorable rather than awkward. His prominent cheekbones and severe eyes gave him an exotic tinge which made him difficult to write off as just another pretty society lady.
He will stand out… Ciel decided. Not as an anomaly… but as a vision of beauty.
The vision spoke. "My lord, there is no need for you to be in my room at the moment."
"Oh, but Sebastian, how could I miss this? You're stunning!"
"Please, my lord…"
"Don't you mean thank you? A proper lady thanks a gentleman for a compliment. Who did your corset, by the way? I was hoping for a bit of revenge for last time."
"It would be highly improper for a noble young lord to help his butler to dress. Finny assisted me."
"Hmmm.. Pity." The young earl stalked slowly around his butler, scrutinizing him from every angle, finally coming to a stop directly behind him. Sebastian made a concentrated effort not to look nervously over his shoulder as he felt his master's fingers travel down the sides of his torso, tracing the elegant waistline created by the corset, then moving downwards over his bustle.
"These dresses, they create a figure of their own, don't they?"
"Indeed, my lord."
Ciel stepped in front of the demon again, fixing his cold gaze on Sebastian's face, narrowing his eyes critically. "Yes… " His eyes travelled downward, taking in the single string of pearls, the strategic high neck, the subdued ruffles about the midriff and waistline. His gaze travelled back up to meet his butler's eyes. The young lord raised a gloved hand and lightly chucked Sebastian under the chin, "… Lovely."
A sudden pinkness suffused the demon's cheeks at such insolent treatment from his young master. Brat!
Ciel noticed. He stepped forward, bringing his face inches from his butler's. He'd grown almost as tall as Sebastian, and what he lacked in height, he made up for in arrogance. His voice was soft, but with an edge to it. "Ah… so demons can blush, can they? Delightful."
Sebastian's face ignored his commands and became redder still. "My lord, I must ask you to leave now."
"Why is that, milady?" The young earl reached out and took hold of his butler's waist, looming closer to him. "Afraid I'll ravish you?"
He slipped one foot between the demon's dainty slippers, his leg nudging far too close to…
"Please, my lord." Sebastian punctuated his words with a sound shove against the young man's midsection, causing his master to stumble back, eyes wide. "I have much to do. I am not dressed like this for your amusement."
The boy was suddenly a boy again. He looked .. despondent. "Of course, Sebastian. My apologies," he muttered in the direction of the floor. He looked up then, and the hurt look in his eyes almost made Sebastian feel sorry for treating him so roughly.
"I'll leave you to it, then." He turned and was gone.

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Sebastian locked the door after him, then leaned against it, breathing heavily. It would not do for the young master to know how much he'd… enjoyed that.
It also would not do to leave the room with his body in the state it was currently in. Sebastian lifted his skirts and freed himself of the pantaloons underneath, tucking them carefully out of the way as he stroked his very prominent erection.
He found himself thinking of what had just happened… the young master's knee between his legs, so close to nudging his hardness and feeling it there… It was you that caused it, master… you and your commanding presence.. touching me like that… oh, my lord… The demon's breathing became heavy as he pumped the organ faster, bringing himself to a swift and ignominious climax. He shuddered his release as he watched the jism shoot from his cock onto the bedspread. "…Master.."

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Ciel's encounter with Sebastian in his disguise had left the young man off-kilter. He stood behind the desk in his office, staring out the window, trying to collect his wits. It's just Sebastian… and I was just… teasing him a little… like I always do… why did it feel so wrong?
Probably, Ciel decided sadly, it was because it wasn't just teasing. Not really. He'd known that for awhile. The women's clothes just made the truth that much more apparent to him. Bloody idiot, falling for a creature like that...
The earl's actions toward his butler had never strayed from those acceptable in the eyes of society. But when Sebastian dressed that way, it was hard to say what behavior society would accept from him…
I will treat him like a lady when he is dressed as a lady, Ciel decided.
There was a difference to that, of course, he mused. I cannot court my butler. But a fine young lady is another matter…
A smile spread across the young man's features as he turned back to his work.

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"Father… help me!" Blood was everywhere. I could barely speak with the pain. He rushed to my side, eyes betraying such consternation that I thought he might weep.
"I'm… so … sorry… Father…" tears sprung to my eyes. "I should not have tried such a spell… without you here… "
The world went black.

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