Kuro-Kun: This was collab with (She's on wattpad)

It was a rainy day in England. Sebastian had been ordering the triple twits around without knowing what his master had been up to. Ciel strictly ordered him not to enter his bedroom until called upon. This had been going on for a couple of months now which had the Sex God worried. And then on this one day, he heard a whimpering coming from his masters room which sent him running over there. The world had turned when the sight was revealed to his already tainted eyes.

"Bocchan..." He trailed, slowly as if he were testing if the child was really his master. He took a few steps forward, finally alerting him.

"S-sebastian!" Ciel exclaimed, all flustered, "T-This isn't what it looks like!"

The activity that captured his gaze was absolutely surprising. Who knew his master was into this stuff. A small teapot, cups and four teddy bears were aligned in a circle with pink frilly dresses on. And a specific one, which looked like him, was seated on his lap with a strange stain...It seemed to be a- Let's save this for later.

"Bocchan...Why does that doll seem to look similar to me?" He asked, taking a few more steps forward, until he was right next to him.

Ciel hid the plush into his chest and swatted him away, "I don't know what you're talking about. This isn't you. I already told you, this isn't it looks like." He lied in a frenzy.

"Hm? What is it then?" Being the sly worm he was, he slid his hands down to Ciel's waist and grabbed ahold of the plush while he left the boy to think of words to explain this whole mess.

"Oh, this is me." Sebastian confirmed, squeezing and inspecting it round for a while. The discoveries he made were interesting. First of all, the doll had hole right in the middle, aka the ass. The the stain was just as he suspected.

"Sebastian! Give it back!" Ciel roared, snapping him out of his thoughts. Instead of obeying his master, he continued to tease.

"Oh, You've been a naughty little vixen, haven't you?" he snickered, leaving Ciel in utter embarrassment, "And come on, we both know, you're bottom."

The cum stain on the doll stood out rather brightly, no one could've missed it. And it seemed recent too, since it was still a bit wet.

Ciel sighed. The secret was out. "Fine, I like tea parties and I had a fetish doll of you. Happy now?" the young boy huffed.

"Might I ask about the stains?"

"I-I, uh...I fornicated with the doll," Ciel mumbled. A proper word almost made it sound like a normal statement.

"I assumed so. You are a teenage boy after all." Sebastian chuckled as he set down the doll and a mischievous grin crossed his face. "Bocchan, this is not becoming. I'll have to punish you for this."

Ciel raised an eyebrow in question.

The demon stepped toward the young boy, beginning to remove his clothing.

Ciel's face was as red as a tomato now as he stared at Sebastian, a tent forming in his pants, which had barely been zipped up from when Sebastian entered the room.

Once Sebastian had removed his own clothing, he began stripping the young master.

Now, to keep this somewhat PG-13, we shall say that they had wild and kinky butt sex. A few weeks later, Ciel died of AIDs. What else could you expect? It's 19th century England.