Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsui or any of its characters, they belong to the wonderful Yana Taboso
Note: Ciel is 17 in this fic, at the age of consent. This may turn into a yaoi, so read at your own risk. If you are under 16, I highly recommend not reading the smutty parts, unless you are comfortable with that.
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Ciel sat alone in his office, pretending to work. The scratch of his pen on paper was all that sounded out from the room, aside from the bothersome complaints he mumbled to himself. He had been awaiting teatime for about a half an hour, a half hour that felt like 3 days. His taste buds craved the sweet taste of tea, and the delectable flavors of whatever dessert his butler had made for him.
'Seeing Sebastian would also be quite a treat,' the thought ran across his mind, causing him to shiver. How could such a distinguished Earl think such intimate thoughts about his butler? He had always tried to stop the sexual fantasies and thoughts that occurred in his mind, all of them based on that black-clad demon. Note, no matter how hard he tried, some of them were just too much for the teen to handle. Of course, all teenagers went through that phase, and Ciel was destined to experience it. Unfortunately for him, he was a high nobleman, and acting out in public displays of arousal, especially towards a servant, was highly frowned upon.
As if the demon knew just when to arrive, there was a deep knocking at the tall doors across from Ciel. Instantly having his mind stop, Ciel gathered himself and his thoughts, before calling him in.
"Come in," Ciel spoke through the sticky silence, his body barely prepared. The tall slim figure slipped into the room, pushing a tea cart with treats and of course, tea, atop it.
"Good evening, young master," the butler bowed, his hand over his heart. "Today, I have served you a Chocolate Brown Sugar Butter Cake, with Spiced Pumpkin Frosting. To accompany that, I have brought you a sweet Cinnamon Tea, known for its subtle sweetness and light spice," Sebastian smiled at the young Earl, slicing a piece of cake and placing it on a plate with a dessert fork beside it. He then poured the hazel colored tea into a cup, adorned with a matching saucer. With a gloved hand, he placed both items before the young lord, bowing forward slightly. "If there isn't any need of assistance, I shall be on my way, young master."
Ciel's body and head fought against each other, both wanting a different outcome. While his body asked for pleasure and release, his mind asked for him to act just as he normally did, a high nobleman with plenty of dignity and no sexual attraction to a servant. Sometimes mind is overcome by body, and soon Ciel's mind switched gears, asking, pleading, for Sebastian to take him right then and there. Lust is a sin, one hell of a powerful one, at that, and who better to sin with than a demon himself?
"Sebastian, wait."
The words slipped out of his mouth before he could even comprehend his obvious want and need. The tall demon turned on his heels, the sharp ends of his tailcoat falling behind him elegantly.
"Yes young, master?" He asked, red eyes on blue, with his hand over his heart. Ciel firmed his features, taking a deep breath before spitting out the command he so desperately held back.
"Sebastian, I order you to kiss me," Ciel uttered out, his cheeks flushing a fluorescent shade of cherry. The young Earl sat high in his chair, breathing halting as the butler stepped forth.
"Yes, Bocchan," Sebastian bowed, sliding beside the bluenette, gently guiding his chin towards his lips, using his gloved fingertips, softly connecting Ciel's soft pink lips to his own, warm and soft pinpricks of achievement running down Ciel's spine. Instincts taking over, Ciel wrapped his arms around Sebastian's neck, eyes pressed closed and breathing blissfully halted.
The demon had been enjoying this as well, his own passion and lust towards the young Master finally being let out. While the young Earl's movements were inexperienced and clumsy, Sebastian could surely teach him a few things. After mere moments, Ciel had already pulled away, panting heavily, face as red as a rose.
"S-Sebastian," Ciel panted softly, eyes locked on his desk.
"Yes, Young Master?" The butler inquired, formal as always, regardless of the mood and situation.
"Do it again… but with more passion," The flustered teen spat out, hard blue eyes finally locking back onto Sebastian's. The black-clad demon simply smirked and ghosted his lips across Ciel's, not quite connecting, much to Ciel's disappointment.
"Stop teasing!" Ciel pouted breathily, obviously flustered and undeniably needy. Sebastian laughed softly, bringing his lips slightly closer. "Now!" Ciel ordered.
Before the Earl could blink, his lips were completely enveloped in the hellish passion of his butler's kiss, the knot in his stomach tightening and his eyes slamming shut. Without disconnecting their mouths, Ciel stood up and wrapped his legs around the taller man's waist, begging for more. His arms remained wrapped around Sebastian's shoulders as the demon's long arms snaked around his waist, bringing his torso even closer.
At this point, Ciel was deathly turned on and needy, giving small breathy moans every once in a while, craving every inch of Sebastian's being. He broke apart, his breath stuttering in choppy inhales and exhales. "S-Sebastian. Bring us to my room immediately." Ciel spoke.
"Yes, Bocchan," Sebastian replied, his sensual grin creeping up his sharp pale face. He slipped Ciel off of him, causing the bluenette to whimper. Knowing very well what his master desired, he picked up the smaller male with ease, carrying him bridal style to his bedroom, and successfully dodging any servants. Sebastian placed ciel on the soft plush bed, his frail body barely coverings its mass. He was indeed a sight to behold, his elegant posture and smooth unblemished skin seeming to be fresh out of a painting. Sebastian couldn't get enough of his young master, his crimson red eyes seeming to dance over the teen's features.
"Continue," Ciel waved, beckoning the raven haired demon to come forth. He did as instructed, leaning over the bluenette and passionately colliding lips, his tongue roaming the teen's small pink lips, asking for entry, in which Ciel granted. Their tongues twisted and fought, sliding against each other in a firey world of lust and sexual hunger.