A/N: OK, this is my first 'that' kind of fanfiction. It was hard to write because I'm new to 'this' type of writing. I'm sorry if it's not as good as you wanted... Sorry . Also I got help with a lot of this by my friend BallisticLemon.
"Anything else, Young Master?" Sebastian asked, just before he left. Ciel looked away with a hint of red on his face.
"I... I order you..." Ciel stuttered looking at the floor. He closed his eyes in embarrassment. There was a pause before Ciel continued, "I order you to fuck me." Ciel blurted out, eyes still closed.
Ciel kept his eyes still closed during the second silence before he felt a pair of lips pushing against his.
Ciel sat up in his bed with a start.
'What was that dream...' Ciel thought before the curtains opened and the suns rays hit the young boy as he sat in his beds.
"Ah, Young Master, already awake?" Sebastian asked. Ciel spun on his bed so his feet skimmed the floor. Without an order, Sebastian knelt down in front of him and begun to unbutton his Master's night top.
"Young Master are you OK?" Sebastian asked looking concerned, "You're face is red."
Ciel felt his face heat up, so he turned it instantly to avoid the look on his butler's face. It was also to hide his blush but Ciel's pride wouldn't let him admit it.
"I-I'm fine." Ciel stuttered.
Ciel's face reddened as his butler took off his night top and skimmed his skin as he did so. It made him shiver at the contact, but to his relief, Sebastian hadn't noticed.
"Are you sure your OK, Young Master," Sebastian asked looking up, " Your face is very red and your heart is beating very fast. Are you sure you don't have a fever?"
Ciel gave no response. He looked away in embarrassment before Sebastian finished dressing him.
"Sebastian, I would like to skip breakfast and get straight to the paper work." Ciel told his butler as he got up to leave. Sebastian bowed and said his famous line, "Yes, My Lord." before walking away, leaving Ciel alone.
Ciel had no idea why he acted like that. Sebastian had always dressed him ever sice he became his butler. It was like breathing! It was only a dream, so why was he acting like this around his butler?
Even though Ciel won't admit it, he wanted to dream that same dream for longer. He was dying to know what happens next, badly.
Ciel got up and walked to his office and shut the door behind him. He looked through the neastly stacked pile of paper. He looked at one and was instantly bored. He forced himself to look through another before he gave in and threw his head on the desk. He shut his eyes and fell slowly into the dream that he needed more of.
