Chapter 1
"Do you like to watch?" the woman said. She was smiling at him. Ciel shook his head unable to look away from the sight. He had seen it before, he was sure of it. Perhaps once, when his father and mother were still alive he had seen it, locked it in his memories.. and now, it was back. The woman closed her eyes, freeing Ciel from his spell. His eyes wandered to the man behind her. He was sweating moving at a rapid and irregular pace, his face twisted into something like pain. Except it wasn't, blood rushed through Ciels veins, as it dawned on him. He was having a sexdream. He looked down at his erection torn between waking up and forgetting the dream, and just go with it. It didn't matter, what happened in a dream, there could be done nothing wrong. The heat flushing his cheeks felt very real as he freed his painfully erect member from the small confinement of his shorts.
"Yes." The woman moaned opening her eyes. This was insane, Ciel thought to himself. They stared at eachother, her on all fours, a man buried inside her and Ciel with his already leaking cock in his delicate hand.
"Do it." she whispered, leaning back and meeting the hard thrusts. Ciel closed his eyes, the pending orgasm almost too intense. He pumped his shaft, the feeling making his head spin and his balls ache. It didn't take him long.
Ciel woke up apruptly, heat stained his cheeks as he felt the warm sticky fluid on his stomach, his trousers, but more embarrasingly his hand. He bucked as the last drops left him and for a moment he couldn't move. This couldn't be happening. It wasn't like he had never had this feeling waking up, or even that type of dream, but the sticky fluid was new. Embarrased he got up took of his underwear and started cleaning up. The fabric felt completely soaked when he finally finished cleaning himself, and he threw it in with the dirty laundry. He heard a knock at the door and before the knob was turned he was back in the bed. Sebastian came in a tray with tea in his hands. He stopped right before going in, his red eyes squeezed shut, his nostrils widening before his face fell back into the regular mask. Ciel tried his hardest to will the embarassment down. It didn't matter if Sebastian knew. He wouldn't tell, but somehow looking at his butler, knowing his instincts far surpassed that of a human being, and that he probably smelled it, he felt his cheeks grow hot and his stomach clench painfully.
"Sebastian." Ciel said. He tried to think of something, as the butler gave him the cup. He took it gratefully, smelling the sweet blend and feeling slightly more relaxed from the first sip. Sebastian stood looking down on his master. He didn't say a word.
"My lord?" he asked finally, when he had waited long enough. Ciel froze mid movement and looked at his butler, confusion along with something else lurking beneath those bluish orbs.
"Shall I dress you?" he asked ignoring the red tint riding high on his masters cheekbones. Ciel nodded slowly setting the cup back on the tray. He pulled back the cover and revealed his nacked bottom. Sebastian didn't ask, but Ciel felt his soaring gaze. It felt strange. Sebastian dressing him meant this was a daily sight, but somehow he felt as if the butler was watching him for the very first time. He looked Sebastian straight in the eyes, as the butler bowed down his face painfully close the Ciels groin. He took a deep breath, trying not to react. He wasn't even sure, what he was reacting to. It had been a dream about sex, guys didn't have sex. Sebastian Michaelis the great demon would never. Ciel felt a breath of hot air against his dick, making him grip the demons head tightly. He felt his knees buckle as the butler looked up at him with a questioning gaze. Embarrased Ciel let go, when he found out, he had pushed the demons head even closer. Sebastian looked down, and Ciel lifted his foot. Getting his underwear on wouldn't be a duty anymore Ciel thought as he felt the demons fingers brush against his legs. Never again.