Ciel stared out his window blankly. He grew tired of sitting around all day doing nothing. He was able to do anything under the sun and now that he had done it all, he was bored. Or had he? His thoughts were interrupted as Sebastian walked in with a tea cart.
"Your daily tea, sir. An imported brew from France, mixed with green tea, a hint of mint, and a teaspoon of sugar." Sebastian handed his young master the fragile glass cup and waited to hear his mater's opinion on the new brew. Ciel gave the tea a whiff before taking a small sip, his taste buds tingling.
"Quite refreshing. Send for more." Sebastian smiled and bowed his head.
"Right away, sir." Sebastian turned on his heel to leave but Ciel's voice pulled him back.
"Sebastian." Sebastian looked over his shoulder at the young Phantomhive.
"Yes, master?" Ciel waited a minute before turning his gaze to him. He gave a small smile and motioned for him to come over. Sebastian walked over without any hesitation.
"I have an order for you." Sebastian looked a bit surprised but smiled and bowed in front of him, his hand placed over his heart.
"Your wish is my command, sire." Ciel looked down at him and without skipping a beat, he took in a breath.
"Kiss me." Sebastian's eyes opened as his head jerked up towards the young suitor.
"I beg your pardon, sir?" Ciel smirked and crossed his arms, shutting his eyes.
"You heard me, Sebastian. That's an order." He looked to see Sebastian had stood up. Sebastian gave a grin and cupped his master's face gently with his gloved hands and inched closer, his hot breath on Ciel's face causing Ciel to turn crimson.
"Yes, my lord."