Author's Note:

Just for everyone's reference, this story is set BETWEEN Mending Ties in Paris, and Mending Ties. I'm not even saying that this has to be an official part of the Mending Ties series, since a lot of people don't like OC's, but that's up to you as readers. In case you don't pick up on it in the story, it is about 25 years after Ciel becomes a demon and Sebastian has constructed them a replica of Phantomhive Manor in the...well...wherever demons live that's not hell...I don't really like to reference hell because regardless of how much I love Black Butler I believe it is a real place of judgment and should not be taken lightly. Anyway, enjoy the read!

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The lights sparkled so brilliantly from overhead that it was almost too much to look at. Light was refracted from every corner, gleaming with every color of the rainbow on the intricate patterns of the surrounding walls, glancing off the high windows that showed blackness beyond. Ciel was no longer reveling in the beauty as he had been doing a few moments ago. Instead he was clinging to the soft hair of his companion, sipping delightful kisses from those soft lips like wine. It hardly mattered how lovely their surroundings were when his eyes were closed, heavy with arousal. The soft surface beneath him gave easily as slender, familiar hands urged him to lie back. Ciel gave in easily, letting himself be covered by that strong, slender form that he had come to love so very dearly over the last quarter-century. Those hands, now sliding over Ciel so softly, took their time to stroke him as though they did not already know every intimate little inch of his flesh. Those long fingers traced his face with a delicateness that would never cease to amaze Ciel, considering how cruel they really were. Soft breath puffed from their lips as they broke apart.

"My neck...Sebastian...kiss my neck..."

Ciel whispered, lifting his knee to brush it against Sebastian's silk-clothed thigh. He didn't even move his head to the side to make way for his request; he simply lay there with mouth open, eyes closed, waiting to be obeyed. He sighed when he was, and let his arm wrap around Sebastian's shoulder, fingers stroking the soft material of his robe over his back. Feather-light kisses pleased his neck, and he arched his back slightly as his own robe was parted by hands that knew their path well. They took their time to run fingertips across trembling skin, arousing and teasing. The pace was utterly slow this evening; delightfully so, time and actions flowing lazily as the pair took their time to simply adore each other.

Ciel enjoyed when they made love regardless, but these kinds of nights were special; when they acknowledged that they had literally all the time in the world, and felt no need to rush to the finish at top speed like they did other times. It was wonderful to drift along together in a calm sea of tenderness and soft touches that led steadily to rushing waters, and ultimately, the drop of the waterfall that left them breathless upon a different shore.

"Lift your arms..." Sebastian mumbled against Ciel's soft cheek.

When Ciel did so, Sebastian smoothly pulled the robe open completely and trailed kisses down his breastbone to the sensitive patch beneath Ciel's left arm. The boy let out a high-pitched little sound as Sebastian's pointed tongue lapped teasingly at the area which sent twitches straight down into his cock.

"Ah yes, my little one..." Sebastian whispered hotly against him, continuing to tease him.

Ciel retaliated by slipping one hand into Sebastian's own robe and rubbing a single fingertip against a certain spot just above his dark nipple. It was a devastatingly clever move, and he grinned as he felt Sebastian's body literally shake above him. A soft chuckle met his ears, and he opened his eyes as he heard it, staring at the arching ceiling and the chandelier far above them. Making love in the grand ballroom of Phantomhive Manor, on a bed laid out beneath that glorious feature...if Ciel believed in magic, this would be how it felt. He could hardly believe it when Sebastian made the suggestion. Once they were sitting there, though, with the chandelier's candles lit above them, making the entire room sparkle and gleam, and Sebastian's lips were dancing with his own...yes, it was an incredible, romantic, unbelievably erotic idea.

Sebastian pulled back to look down into his face, kissing it as he went.

"More?" Ciel asked in that quiet voice he reserved for tender times like these, rubbing his fingertip still against that special place that he knew drove Sebastian crazy.

"Always." Sebastian replied, equally soft.

Ciel leaned up, pressing his hands onto Sebastian's chest and gently turned them over. He crawled atop his companion and rested easily on his midriff, laying his hands on Sebastian's shoulders. He lowered his head and began to swirl his tongue against Sebastian's nipple, teasing that spot just above it with the ever-so-soft scrape of his teeth. His fellow demon purred in his chest, rubbing Ciel's back with the cup of gentle hands.

"Speak soft words to me..." Ciel whispered, nibbling gently at the nipple. Sebastian let his head fall back against a pillow and smiled.

"You like it when I do that, do you?"

Ciel merely hummed around Sebastian's nipple, making him shiver.

But Sebastian never had the chance to speak to Ciel one way or another. A loud rattling sound made them both bolt upright, instantly standing on their feet, wings outstretched.

"Sebastian?" Ciel asked, a bit frightened. Since Sebastian had built this replica of the Manor in the Netherworld nothing had ever managed to disturb them.

"Someone must have broken my seal." Sebastian growled. Ciel cast him an incredulous look.

"That's impossible."

"Apparently not." Sebastian answered, his gaze like Ciel's fixed in the direction of the rattling; one of the tall black windows of the ballroom. It moved, as though made of water, and then it bowed in on itself sharply, shattering. On instinct, Sebastian threw himself in front of Ciel, lifting him from the floor as he soared upright to avoid the shards of glass. Ciel could fly on his own, but Sebastian's reflexes were still quicker than his own, so he allowed Sebastian his role as bodyguard even now.

"What was that!?" Ceil cried, twisting his neck to look down. His body was pressed lengthwise to Sebastian's, his arms around his neck, forcing him to look over his own shoulder to see below them. As he spoke, a tall figure appeared walking through the empty window frame, emerging from the dark blue and black mists of the world beyond. Black boots crunched confidently over scattered shards of glass.

"Sebastian Michaelis," A rich voice echoed through the huge ballroom, "I never would have believed it if I hadn't come here to see it with my own eyes; I would never have imagined you becoming domestic enough to create a home for yourself let alone to share with another."

Ciel felt Sebastian tense up, and he craned his neck further to see who was speaking. The sturdy form of a man stood with arms crossed, his chiseled face was pulled into an expression hovering between amusement and irritation. His pale hair was long enough to be tied in a long braid that hung over his shoulder, but his brows were jet black above bright, silver eyes. Great demon wings spread out behind him, ashy grey, streaked with a scattering of silver feathers here and there. His tall and stocky build was starkly different from Sebastian's own slender form, but there was definitely something attractive about the utter masculinity of his well-defined muscles. He wore his arms bare to expose their form. His taut, sculpted midriff was also showing, the short vest he wore hardly worth wearing for what little skin it covered.

"Who the hell are you?!" Ciel demanded, anything but shy about accusing those who entered his home uninvited.

The demon raised one of his dark brows before answering,

"I've been wanting to ask you the same question for a long time. The little human-turned-demon brat who has captured the all-encompassing attention of Sebastian Michaelis. You're the talk of the underworld, at least, in some circles."

Ciel growled, bearing his teeth and clinging tighter to Sebastian as though this imposter would try to tear them apart.

"I don't believe you satisfied my lover's curiosity, Dominick." Sebastian said calmly, lowering them both to the floor once again. Ciel kept hold of Sebastian's hand as they broke apart, looking up at him with disbelief.

"You know him?" He asked. Before Sebastian could answer, the newcomer named Dominick scoffed.

"Does that surprise you, little newborn? That your precious Sebastian may have been attached to others long before you were even a twinkle in your fleeting human mother's eye?"

Ciel bared his fangs and growled, lunging forward as though to attack. Sebastian snatched him around the waist and held him back as he snarled. This display only made Dominick sneer deeper.

"So impulsive! Tell me, Sebastian, how have you kept this one alive for this long?"

Ciel's cheeks burned with rage, but he felt Sebastian's hand grip his shoulder, telling him to leave this to him.

"What are you doing here, Dominick?" Sebastian asked, getting right to the point. Dominick strode casually around the pair, circling the bed slowly as he spoke,

"I was just curious about what your home would look like and uh..." He trailed long, strong fingers over one of the satin pillows on the bed, "...what you were doing with it."

Those silver eyes narrowed at Ciel once more, before flicking up to Sebastian.

"Come now, Sebastian!" He scoffed, gesturing to Ciel, "You are truly besotted with that little scamp?!"

"How dare y-"

"He may be small, but he's most definitely not weak." Sebastian said harshly, cutting off Ciel's retort. There was a quality of danger in Sebastian's low tone. "He chose me, and I chose him. Now I will ask again, Dominick, what you doing in our home? Either do what you came here to do or get out."

Dominick whistled mockingly, holding up his strong hands in defeat. When he spoke, he directed his words towards Ciel,

"You might feel high-and-mighty now, but this could be you in a century or two: apparently now that Sebastian has a home he has taken to throwing his old lovers out of them."

Ciel's jaw dropped, and he turned to Sebastian questioningly. His fellow demon was frowning, but managed to look back at him apologetically.

"Oh has he not told you of his past?" Dominick jeered, striding closer than Ciel felt comfortable with as he spoke, "I suppose it would be a long tale, to be sure, but he and I used to be paired. "

Sebastian growled and rolled his eyes down toward Ciel, assuring him,

"It was hardly a pairing; we would hunt together."

"And when we weren't doing that I was fucking him every way possible." Dominick cut in, reaching out and running a hand down Sebastian's cheek. "Remember how loudly you howled for it?"

Ciel let out a snarl and threw himself at Dominick again. This time Sebastian did not stop him.

"How dare you speak of my Sebastian in such a shameful manner!" He spouted, clawing at Dominick's chest and cutting him with his sharp nails. Dominick seemed more amused by this than hurt, as he restrained the boy from doing any more damage, as if he were holding a toddler back during a tantrum. He laughed deeply, a rich tone that reverberated throughout the huge room.

"Listen to his smooth proper wording even while he insults me! Now I think I'm starting to see why you like him!"

Sebastian sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as Ciel continued to attack the other demon, who continued to hold him off.

"Young Lord Ciel, please, calm down." Sebastian finally said, pulling Ciel back and holding him tenderly against his chest. Ciel was panting, his eyes blazing angrily and his little mouth twisted in rage.

"How can I calm down!? Did you even hear what he just said?!"

"He was not lying."

Ciel stilled in his arms, his body shaking slightly. Then he gave a great shuddering sigh and relaxed against Sebastian.

"Of course he wasn't. Of course!"

Ciel laughed harshly, a biting sound that made Sebastian wince and Dominick smile deviously. It was not as though Ciel was unaware that Sebastian had taken uncounted numbers of humans in the past, but he had never considered the idea that he had teamed up with a fellow demon before himself. He was jealous, and knew it, which only caused him more anger at himself.

"What's the matter, little one?" Dominick asked, coming to kneel down before him patronizingly, "Can't stand being second place?"

Ciel's lips curled back to reveal fangs, but he did not lash out again.

"Please stop provoking him." Sebastian said curtly, pulling Ciel even closer to himself possessively. "I have not even glimpsed you in five centuries, do not act as though there was any kind of bond between us beyond sating our needs."

"Oh, is that what I was doing?" Dominick asked, straightening up again. "No, I was simply informing your current lover of my existence, and perhaps warning him of how easily demons break commitments. His human mind may still not be able to process that fact."

"Stop insulting me!" Ciel barked, his wings quivering, "Sebastian and I are not 'current' lovers; we are eternal partners!"

"It is true." Sebastian said, jutting his jaw out dominantly, "We are bound by a contract, surely you know that if you had heard enough to lead you here."

Dominick turned his back on them and, to Ciel's chagrin, sat himself down easily on the side of their bed.

"I had heard only that you had taken up with a newborn, nothing more. Since he's the first newborn since the dawn of humanity, that makes news of him rather widespread. Surely you have to have encountered more curious demons besides myself."

"Encountered, yes," Ciel answered in a clipped tone, "but none of them were so brash as to break into our home!"

"Come now, don't say it like that; the seal was easy to break when you know Sebastian's powers as I do."

Ciel stiffened, feeling decidedly uncomfortable at that comment. The very idea that this demon could break down the strongest defense Ciel felt he had... it was unnerving.

"Don't speak as though you know anything about him." Ciel said firmly, and let his hands slide up Sebastian's arms, one finding his face and drawing it down to the side of his own. "He's mine now."

Sebastian chuckled at the dominant display Ciel was giving, and flicked his tongue teasingly against Ciel's cheek before placing a kiss against it. Dominick tilted his head as he watched, his eyes narrowing.

"I see. So tell me, Ciel Phantomhive, if you know him so well, do you fuck him?"

Before he became a demon the very word would be offensive to Ciel, the implication fouler, and his answer outraged. Now, however, he lifted his chin and growled, answering,

"Hell yes. I do a damn good job of it too."

"Is that right?" Dominick asked.

"It is." Sebastian purred, placing his chin on Ciel's shoulder and smirking at Dominick. "Trust me."

Dominick was silent for a moment, and they felt as though they were stuck in a strange stage of stalemate before he shifted on the bed, draping one leg over the other and leaning back on one hand.

"Can he swallow you whole?"

There was another short pause, in which Ciel's cheeks flared red-hot.

"What is the point of this little inquiry?" Sebastian asked, sensing Ciel's anger and hesitancy to answer the question. His Dear Ciel had never been able to reduce his severe gag reflex even in all these years.

"Just wondering how well your dinner-turned-lover truly stacks up in comparison to me."

"Oh, hell no!" Ciel snapped, his wings flaring out sharply, but Sebastian's lips quirked.

"I still don't understand how you expect to gather than information with questions alone."

Ciel turned his head to look up at Sebastian suspiciously, almost immediately understanding where his lover was going with that statement.

"Sebastian, how can you possibly-"

"Dominick , would you give us a moment to speak together, privately?" Sebastian asked most politely.

"Of course, don't mind me." The silvery demon actually stretched his legs out on the bed, leaning back against the headboard with his arms crossed behind his head as though it were his own. Ciel huffed in anger at the sight, but Sebastian led him away, out of the ballroom, and closed the doors.

"I can't believe what you're considering!" Ciel whispered harshly as soon as they were out of earshot. It was a mere formality, however, as all demons had excellent hearing. "First of all, he barges into our home, insults both of us, flaunts your past relationship, and now you're actually thinking I'm going to go along with something so scandalous as that!?"

Sebastian let Ciel push him up against the nearest wall and growl at him, but all he could do was grin at his shorter lover; he loved it when Ciel embraced his new natured and expressed his animalistic side like this, simply baring his fangs to show his displeasure and put him in his place.

"Ciel, forgive me for not mentioning Dominick before, but it was a very long time ago, centuries before we met. As you know, demons do not often form attachments, but it is not unheard of beyond our case. He was just a body to share with my own at the time, nothing more."

"That's what you think I 'm upset about?" Ciel roared, not caring that his voice carried through the wide, empty halls. "You think I'm jealous, is that it? That I don't think I can compare?!"

Sebastian smiled tenderly down at his master and lover, and reached out, stroking his tender and blushing cheek.

"That's exactly what I think, my lord."

Ciel's expression of anger melted away, morphing into a wide-eyed look of helplessness. He pulled away from Sebastian then, slumping against the wall next to him and pouting like a child, crossing his arms over his chest. Sebastian could not keep the smile from his face. He turned to face Ciel, caressing his arms lightly.

"You have every right to be angry; he did insult you most deliciously-I mean, terribly." Sebastian stopped to see if Ciel would respond to his purposeful wordplay, and he did, smiling resignedly and lifting his own hands to Sebastian's arms as well. "But are you forgetting what we are again, my Ciel?"

Ciel's frown returned, a hint of sadness lining it, and he shook his head.

"Demons." He responded. "There is no social code. No restrictions on what we say or do. Why should it offend me so much."

"Precisely." Sebastian assured. "Now, on the subject of demons, what else do we do with no regard for what is 'appropriate'?"

Ciel rolled his eyes as he considered what Sebastian was proposing.

"Do you really expect me to share you with that freak?!" He moaned, leaning forward to press his face against Sebastian's chest, twining his arms around his lean waist. "You're mine. Do you think I want to share you, and perhaps...be showed up?"

Sebastian scoffed and kissed the top of Ciel's head, stroking through his hair gently.

"No one could ever show you up, Ciel. Do not think of it as a competition, think of it as a new experience, with different techniques. Not better, just different."

"How do you even know he'll want to do something like this?"

Sebastian drew Ciel's chin up with his forefinger, his red eyes wide and questioning.

"Master, are you meaning to tell me you didn't know?"

"How could I have?"

"The moment he came in here he began soliciting us. Did you not understand by the scent he gave off, his mannerisms?"

Ciel stared blankly up at him. Sebastian sighed. There was still much that Ciel had yet to learn about being a demon.

"Then I take back what I said; treat this as an education above all else."

"But I...I've never been with anyone else." Ciel said timidly, surprising Sebastian. He had hardly known Ciel to shy away from anything. But he sensed his hesitancy, even fear. Sebastian lowered his lips down onto Ciel's, kissing him slowly, gently, as he had been doing before they were interrupted. He let his fingers trail into that soft hair, stroking, calming. When he pulled back Ciel was breathing a bit faster, his eyes half-lidded.

"I promise that I won't let him take you, Ciel. That part of you I refuse to share with anyone. Now is there anything else that you would like to call off-limits?"

Ciel thought fast, trying to process that they were actually about to do this with a complete stranger. He had still to adjust to being reckless, when it came to certain aspects of being a demon.

"I don't think so." Ciel said, feeling his heart beating even faster. Sebastian laced their fingers together, lifted Ciel's hand to his mouth, and kissed it tenderly, smiling at him.

"Then let's go back in, and give him his answer."

TBC (TEEHEE)