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Rated M for mature teen
Bound by a kiss
The teenage earl Ceil Phantomhive awoke on a rough note. He heard the sound of metal on metal outside. "*Sigh* the mob at such an early hour." Almost every morning an angry mob came to Ceil's door step because somehow it was said that his butler may not be human. He checked the time. 8:38, not even time to be awake yet. Ceil was grateful when the noise soon stopped and Sebastian came in. "My apologies for the noise My Lord." Ceil wrapped his arms around the demons neck and kissed him. "It's alright Sebastian." Sebastian loved how he tasted Ceil's soul every time they kissed, and Ceil just loved kissing Sebastian. The demon was driven near mad every time he tasted that sweet, delicate soul, and on occasion, (Well, more often than Ceil was willing to admit.) He felt it. The way Ceil smiled said 'It's going to be one of those nights.' This brought on a demonic smile playing at Sebastian's lips. "I will go prepare breakfast, My Lord." He bowed and made his way to the kitchen. The other's in the house wondered why the normally cold stiff Sebastian was, and had been for the last few months, in a decent mood every now and then. They didn't ask him or the Master because they didn't want to ruin the mood. The day carried out as usual, long and boring. That's why both Sebastian and Ceil were relieved when night fall came and the other servants asleep.
The older demon came over the small body that was Ceil's. Both Ceil and Sebastian were stripped of their clothing. The night started with a long, hot kiss before they got to the 'Steamy Bits'. Ceil wrapped his small arms around the muscular abdomen of the demon and rested his hands on his shoulder blades. Sebastian could taste and feel that innocent, sweet soul encased in the small body beneath him. Sebastian relaxed while Ceil's body pressed against his. This feeling, this feeling of love that Sebastian and Ceil felt was something most would call wrong, and that was only part of the reason Ceil and Sebastian kept their lips sealed about their nights together. They also avoided demons and Grim Reapers as often as possible to prevent them from smelling Sebastian on Ceil and Ceil on Sebastian. Sebastian ran his black nailed finger tips through Ceil's hair. "I love you." Sebastian whispered. They both knew far too well it wasn't just lust or love they felt toward each other, it was need.
Ceil laid with his head on Sebastian's chest. It was ten minutes past midnight. Sebastian had an arm wrapped around Ceil. "I need you." "As do I, My lord." Sebastian didn't know what he would do when he had to take Ceil's soul. Ceil rolled over on his stomach to look into Sebastian's deep red eyes. That lovely shade of crimson, the color of passion. Hot, fiery passion which infects the hearts and minds of both man and Demon. The corners of Sebastian's lips curled into a smile. Ceil placed his lips upon Sebastian's. "I don't want you to leave Sebastian, but you have to." "Not for a while yet My Lord. We still have an hour."
The previous night moved far too quickly for both Ceil and Sebastian's standards. But, Ceil's birthday was drawing near. In fact, it was five days away. Sebastian and Ceil had made plans. Sebastian would prepare for the following day early so that they could spend the entire night doing what they wanted to each other. Those five days were busy, and the mob had been silent, this was the one thing that tore Ceil's mind away from his fanatic, steamy, romantic nights with his butler. "This worries me Sebastian. That mob is being far too quite. Their planning something, I know it." Sebastian poured Ceil his tea. "I know. I don't like it and I've been feeling a faint presence of something in-human once and a while." "Shinigami or Demon?" "Nether My lord. Something as powerful as or more than a demon though." "Our night had better not be ruined." Sebastian smiled and bowed. "I assure you, it won't My lord. This means as much to me as it does you." What they didn't know was the other servants had been listening. "What are they doing?" Mey-Rin whispered. "I don't know. Do we want to know? If Sebastian finds out us snooping he'll kill us. So will the master." They all nodded.
Candles were lit on the candle stands around Ceil's bed. They were midnight black and passion red. "Mmm." Sebastian sighed. He licked his lips as he climbed on top of Ceil who was waiting patiently. This was his birthday present; he wasn't going to even think about speeding it along. Sebastian embraced Ceil and Ceil did the same with Sebastian. They kissed each other with their mouths moving hotly, Sebastian adored wonderful pureness of his master's soul. Sebastian couldn't get enough of it, he was dying for more, and the taste and the smooth feel of that particular soul. They were completely entwined in each other. They were not going to let anyone or anything ruin this night. They had become addicted to each other, their bodies presses into one another. Ceil was starting to sweat, Sebastian was thorough and knew what he was doing. "Do you wish me to stop my lord?" "No, please don't." Ceil panted. "As you wish. My lord." Sebastian ran his tongue up Ceil's smooth neck to his ear. Sebastian ravaged the teenager as he had wanted to by his master's orders. These orders he was especially willing to carry out. But Sebastian was a bit too busy with his orders to sense or smell the presence of a particular demon. "They may have tonight in luxury, but that mob will arrive tomorrow, at an hour even the butler won't like after this. Sebastian, you're senses are weakened by your addiction to that human. What would your relatives think now?" She left without even leaving a trace while the two carried on.
Sebastian awoke in Ceil's bed next to Ceil. He heard angry screams not far away. "The mob." He quickly dressed and rushed outside to find what looked like a small army. As they approached, he smelled an oddly familiar scent. A rain of glass shards from the roof impaled several people in the head killing them. He looked up. The sun was only rising and it was still a bit dark. A feminine figure stood on the roof. "Need a hand?" Her eyes were a glowing pink. She leapt down and stood a few inches in front of Sebastian. Her violet hair flowed in the breeze, her violet long skirt that split most of the way up the front, the long draping sleeved shirt lined in gold, was this who he thought it was? "Black Maiden?" She chuckled and rolled her eyes. "Please, call me Cecela. My true name and what the Shinigami call me." Yes this woman was a hybrid, but she earned great respect in Sebastian's home world for her amazing power. She had demons that feared her and worshiped her, also those who hated and were jealous of her. She didn't enjoy her fame, she didn't care about herself (Mostly only as a Reaper) and she rarely visited the demon world. "I do not des-" "Enough, Sebastian Michaelis. You do need help. This is a small army and I can smell that human all over you like he was standing next to me." Sebastian frowned. "Yes, Madame." The fought the army without waking Ceil, Cecela was also a bit worried about Sebastian. He climbed back into bed with Ceil so it appeared nothing happen. But Sebastian didn't crave the child's soul as much as before, he craved him.