A/N: This is the first thing I've written in a while! Short Ciel/Sebastian oneshot fluff. Enjoy.

Walking the streets of London, Ciel Phantomhive was having feelings he didn't quite understand. He turned his head and tilted it, cautiously so as not to knock his hat off, up at the much taller man beside him. He thought for a moment before speaking, and when he did it was, as usual, carefully constructed to be crisp and emotionless. "Sebastian?"

The butler looked down at him, smiling slightly. "Yes, young master?"

"I wish to go to the park."

"Of course, young master."

And so he led Ciel through the winding roads to a nearby park, directly next to a lovely clear lake. Sebastian pulled a blanket out of nowhere and lay it on the ground. "Care to sit, young master?"

"Thank you, Sebastian."

They sat in silence for several minutes. Ciel had laid his cane and hat down beside him and leaned back on the blanket, eyes closed, hands behind his head, in a rare moment of relaxation. After a little while, he looked over at his butler. "Sebastian?"

That infuriating knowing smile played across the demon's lips. "Yes?"

"Can I...lie on your lap?" Ciel blushed, just enough to be noticeable. Sebastian couldn't help but think that the boy was adorable. "The blanket is nice, but the ground is still rather hard, you see."

"Of course, young master."

Not two minutes later, Ciel looked up from his place in his butler's lap to see the man smiling down at him. He blushed again, it was a strange look for him. Blushing was not something Ciel Phantomhive did often. He spoke softly.

"Sebastian...kiss me."

He acted quickly, leaning down instantaneously and planting his lips on those of the boy. He bit Ciel's bottom lip, very gently, eliciting a long moan. Smirking, he withdrew. Ciel closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of Sebastian's warmth beneath his head and the lingering taste of him.

"Sebastian?"

"Yes?"

"Love me."

"Yes, young master. But I hope you know I was following that order long before you gave it."