A/N: Something stupid I wrote a while ago, I decided to go through all my old fan-fics and edit them a bit and then post them. Enjoy!
Warnings: yaoi, sex, masturbation etc., etc; just read it ^^
Disclaimer: We already know I don't own them; if I did I wouldn't be writing fan-fics and the kid and his butler would be a couple.
Please review, my last fan-fic didn't get many so I've been a little down; this would be an awesome pick-me-up!
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"Se-Sebastian!"
The room was humid with heavy pants and passionate cries of pleasure filling the youth's room. The master bed groaned in protest as the slick bodies rocked in unison.
With another thrust, and rock of the bed the earl came heavily against the demon's stomach. Sebastian succumbed to the burning pleasure and gave a loud cry, feeling his master's muscles milk him into bliss. With a deep grunt, he came as well.
"Se-Sebastian . . .?" the young boy spoke timidly, his breath coming in heavy pants.
"Hmm?"
"I love you . . ." the earl mumbled, sleep welcoming his exhausted body.
"As I love you, bocchan."
Sebastian pulled out and wrapped his strong arms around the boy; caging him against his chiseled body. Snuggling closer still, Ciel made sure Sebastian was spooning against him; the couple tumbling into a much needed slumber.
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"It's time to wake up, young master," the butler called while drawing open the drapes; letting the warm, sunny rays fall upon the lump under the sheets. Retreating from the large, French windows, Sebastian walked to the bed. Grasping the corner of the duvet, he yanked the blankets off his master.
Gazing upon his master, his red eyes widened in surprise; the sheets were coated in a white, gooey slime. The youth's briefs were crumbled at the edge of the bed, proving they'd been discarded at some point during the night; which explained the deliciously indecent sight before him. The earl's night shirt was hiked up around his hips, the thin fabric obviously having gotten in the way; his small, porcelain-like hand clung loosely around the small, extraordinarily hard member that was still heavily spilling.
Standing there, he stared in awe. Never had he thought he'd receive a show like this; a glorious image that made his trousers tighter by the minute. The demon couldn't help but wish upon anything else that it was because of him that the young male was quietly moaning and cumming all over the bed; clearly enjoying his orgasm.
Oh one could only hope . . .
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A/N: The end