One HELL of a Butler

Ciel Phantomhive, after a long night of business meetings and such for the Queen, crawls into his Egyptian cotton sheets. After all, a Phantomhive must be at his most alert, and that in turn means nothing but the most exquisite sheets to lay one's head upon.

Tears start to well up on his porcelain smooth skin as he pulls the covers close to his frail body.

"Master?" Sebastian's smooth voice danced through Ciel's bedroom door. Ciel, suddenly alert, attempts to wipe the tears away and unsuccessfully resume his cool demeanor. "Come in if you must."

Sebastian, omniscient as always, knows when Ciel is hiding something. Those lustful, scarlet eyes of his beamed as if this was a golden opportunity.

"Master," he kneels down next to Ciel. Oddly enough, always cold and courageous, Ciel was seemingly weak at the moment. "Are you feeling alright?" he leans over and whispers softly in Ciel's ear.

Ciel could feel his heart racing faster and faster. "I-I'm feeling quite fine, S-s-sebastian, d-do not worry a-about me." He cleared his throat, trying to make his voice rich and even-sounding once more.

Sebastian chuckled, knowing the effect he had on the young master. He found it quite amusing that Ciel tried to act bold for him. He delicately set himself on the bed next to Ciel.

"What are you doing?" asked a slightly startled Ciel.

"Shh." Sebastian gently put a finger to Ciel's lips. The young master blushed, an unnatural yet expected reaction.

Ciel became suddenly bashful and tried to pull away. This demon was his butler, his servant, it didn't feel right. Strangely enough, though, he knew he wanted this.

"Oh, Master, don't shy away like that," Sebastian grinned devilishly, "you know I can help you wipe those tears away." Not being able to control himself, he gets on top of Ciel and nibbles on his ear.

Ciel moaned softly, forgetting the business, forgetting about Lizzy, just….forgetting everything.

Sebastian chuckles once more and plants a tender, long kiss on Ciel's lips. He grins, satisfied with himself. "Now what is it?"

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