Ciel Phantomhive, now 18 years of age, still hadn't achieved his revenge. Sebastian was predictably getting tired of serving a contract for so many years, but the demons feelings gradually began to change; Sebastian tried to blame it on his sheer hunger at first, it taking a long while to accept the fact that he, a cruel and unfeeling demon, was indeed in love with his young master.
As the years had passed them, certain intruding thoughts slowly started to take over Sebastian and become a burden on his routine. Each morning whilst dressing his master, the demon found himself wanting to give in to his newfound urges and just pin Ciel down, to give that brat a taste of ecstasy which only Sebastian could give him.
Though, as to be expected of the perfect butler, Sebastian had stopped himself from giving in each time something so tempting presented itself - no matter how hard resistance felt. Whilst Sebastian was spending his time in attempts to accept the fact that he was indeed in love, Ciel had learned to hide his feelings under a cold exterior in knowing that one mistake could cost him dearly.
Spending years of fighting such powerful emotions and desires ad predictably started to show itself. Ciel became short-tempered, and Sebastian – a starving demon weakened by the very emotions which he'd once used against his victims, seemed more dangerous – as if he'd snap at any second.
Undoubtedly, such a description wasn't short from the truth; Sebastian felt as if he was truly going to break at any given moment, and with his appearance having worsened over time too, the demon carried an expression which seemed to express that the slightest mistake would bring him to annihilate everyone in sight.
He'd often found himself debating through the night whether it was out of kindness or fear that the others hadn't mentioned his deteriorated looks. Meanwhile a teenage Ciel - who knew Sebastian had inhuman hearing - believed he'd finally learned to pleasure himself as quietly as possible. He could never be sure if he'd been heard or not, but a light blush still presented itself whenever Sebastian arrived at his master's bedchambers the next morning.
Days, nights, and weeks passed them by, until finally one night, Ciel wanted to explore his body a little more. "Sebastian," He called, letting out a frustrated huff at such an inconvenient time to be bothering with the demon.
At being summoned, Sebastian appeared immediately and walked towards Ciel, the demon presenting himself from the dark midst of shadows in Ciel's bedroom.
"Yes, sir?"
"I.." Ciel began, not willing to show that he was indeed a little scared at first from seeing just how easily Sebastian had entered his private room – how many times had the damned demon lurked there before?!
"Master~" Sebastian cooed, his voice oozing sex as he continued in that devilishly seductive tone. "Calling for me at such an hour, am I wrong in believing it is something sexual that's bothering you so~?"