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*Please excuse any errors or misspellings!

This takes place when Ciel has had his revenge and Sebastian is taking his payment…

POV : Ciel

'I am so very tired…'Leaning against the granite a cold tremor crept up my spine. It is final, no more waiting; the muscles that had been clenched for this moment ebbed relief. White fangs bite onto white satin finger tips, exposing the marked hand that would be taking the long awaited soul.

My soul was fair price, cheap even, to tear down those who desiccated my family. It was almost bliss in the fact my soul was going to a demon. My body had been shamed, marked, and there was no removing this. No more waiting for the end…

"What will it be like Sebastian?" My eye was already beginning to throb. He never mentioned what it was like to take a human soul.

"It will hurt however I will try my best to devour you gently as possible my lord." His voice soothed as he knelt on one knee next to my feet. Death touched my face mellifluously, as all his movements ever were. Removing the eye patch with soft deft hands he exposed the hidden contract that had been etched into my eye. His demonic eyes eluded me as he grinned, sharp teeth I had never witnessed before.

"No, don't bother be as ruthless as you want I know how long you have been waiting for this." my voice shouted but my body did not even quiver. "….I don't see the point in denying you what you want Sebastian." I gritted my teeth and clasp my fists tight enough to dig my nails into my palms; I smelled the tang of blood. Then I felt the heat pool in my eyes and I realized…..I was terrified.

POV: Sebastian

"Are you certain of this my lord? "This frail wisp Ciel was asking a demon to rip him apart. Others who made similar deals would try to break free or beg me not to take their soul when the time actually came. This boy fascinated me in so many aspects. Delicious…..

Everything caught my eye with this boy, a child who tries desperately to fill the void of missing parents. Seething hatred from this lithe form, pale milk skin softer than any fur conceived. I wanted to taste the blood that I had smelled the day I formed this contract.

I also wanted more than to simply devour his body's essence…..I wanted much more.

*more to come! Thank you for reading!