Friday, Phantomhive Estate
12:35AM
As Ciel positioned himself with knees on both her sides, she couldn't help but notice this bold move of his. Where is this coming from, anyway? Analee thought to herself for a brief moment until she opened her eyes again to see Ciel's face only an inch or two away from hers. The only things she were able to feel were the hotness of her cheeks and the small body pressing against her own. If Analee were to move the slightest, their lips would brush. She did not dare move the slightest for the next few minutes. Her hazel eyes pouring into his one cobalt blue one. What was she going to do now? What was he planning? This little boy she knew since he was only twelve year had begun to grow into a young boy. He did not look like a man just yet; Earl Ciel Phantomhive was only fifteen years of age as of right now. Analee was three years older than him; she was eighteen, the age she was considered to be an adult. She couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with this sensation Ciel was giving her with just him on her lap, both his hands rested on her cheek while his knees blocked any way for her to leave from their position. Analee lost her train of though as he spoke up.
"I'm not that little boy, anymore." Silence. "Analee," He paused again, still hold her her face close to his. His gaze traveled from her eyes to her lips. He had never kissed a girl on the lips. Ciel always wondered... What would it be like? How were they suppose to kiss? Was there a certain way? Ciel had never shared that intimate action with Elizabeth. Sure he cared about her, but he could not see himself in this position he was in at this very moment with his Analee his advisor.
"Yes, Ciel?" She whispered. Even though she was the older one of the two, she couldn't help but wonder. "What are you trying to prove?" Maybe that was not the best question... because of what it's answer was.
"Just because you're older, that doesn't mean that you are automatically the dominate one." Ciel slightly leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers. For his first kiss, Ciel was enjoying it. He applied a little more pressure against her lips, becoming more forward and firm. Ciel could feel his own heart beat increase rapidly as their passionate moment continued. There were new feelings and sensations that were forming in Ciel's chest; his stomach tightened while his thoughts strayed from her lips to her body. It was becoming difficult for him to concentrate and before he knew it, his own hands began to move on their own. His hands began to descend from her face down past her shoulders, her arms... then they found their way around her waist. Analee deepened the kiss, wrapped her hands around his neck and coiling them into his hair. His lips traced the outline of her bottom lip, then forcing his tongue into her mouth. Ciel grew more and more turned on once he heard her soft moans escaping one by one. It was shortly after she removed his navy coat when he decided to turn things up a bit more. His sudden aggressiveness shocked her as she felt her legs wrap around his hips. He picked her up from the velvet chair and forced her back against the wall, one hand trailing down towards her inner left thigh while his other help her firmly against the wall. His lips left hers and started kissing her neck. He began nipping at different bits of her skin that were forming into love bites.
Analee sighed, pulling away from him, "we can't!" She hissed. "I can not do these kinds of things with you. Our age difference is in the way, Ciel."
He moved toward her. When he was in front of her again, he pinned her hands above her head and leaned into her neck,"Age is just a number."