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...Anyhow...
Hello once more!
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I am much too excited even though I'm having a hard time thinking on how I'm going to do this.
Hahaha … -Nervous giggle.-
Thank you for all the hits and for the couple of reviews I've gotten, since some of you are asking for more, I shall definitely give you more so long as you all ask for it.
Speaking of having a hard time deciding on what to do, I wanted to ask for request from you guys. What would you like to see in this story?
I will chose ONE good request for a random chapter[there will be my own ideas as well] and of course I shall thank that person in the introduction to my next chapter. I don't see many of these stories that are willing to ask the readers what they want, so I'm asking you all.
Of course, I am going to add loooootsa lemons because c'mon, it can't be a Sebastian and Ciel couple fanfic without LEMONS, so keep that in mind.
Back to the story then, shall we?
Disclaimer: I don't own Kuroshitsuji or any of the characters, even though I so wish I could.
-Sighs dreamily at the thought.-
Warning: Lots of lemons in later chapters, this is rated M for mature audiences. If you dislike male on male action, especially when it involves a minor, I suggest you stop and exit this story at once!
Chapter 2: Deliberazione
Sebastian
I never thought that leading my young Master on that way could be possible. It was a coincidence that the crow was waiting there ever so patiently, I dare say it was not even the targeted bird!
To be quite honest, I don't know what overtook me as I leaned down and embraced my lord. I knew that the end was near, I had known ever since I ate that fallen angel up, feather after feather. Yet something in me...my emotions...if we demons even have them, couldn't bear at the thought of leaving that person. Immediately, my mind started going over all those precious memories I hadn't thought were dear at the time. The first time young Master slapped me for being the smart-mouthed fiend that I was to him. The first time I saw his soft cheeks redden to an alluring rosy red when I bathed him. I remembered the pain and sorrow his brilliant eyes showed no one but me, oh how I lost myself in those eyes. Those chromatic orbs were breathtaking, they were locked gates to his soul which I had the only skeleton key to open them with.
Thinking about his face, his silky black hair that had the most perfect cut to fit such a fine noble like himself; Ah just thinking about it excites me to the brink.
Was I in love with Ciel?
I asked myself that whilst cooking his meals, how I made his delicacies to his tastes. Molding his sweet cravings with detail and patience...love. At first I tried denying any thought possible concerning feelings. I would not allow myself to develop anything to tie myself down to a being that would be gone in the end no matter how you looked upon it. "Demons can't feel," I heard my young Master in his sleep once as I did my routine check on him. Without a second thought I walked beside his bed, leaned over him and grazed his temple with my lips.
"Don't we, young Master...?" I whispered to the confines of his ear. I felt a fluttering in my chest, I could not explain the feeling but it agitated me as I looked over my Master tenderly. Us demons do feel, we do have emotions; Some of us would rather not acknowledge them for it would be so much harder in the end of the long run. I was one of those demons that decided to completely forget about feelings, nothing is of more important other than yourself, that's what I told myself and at the time I was weak with hunger; My mind had to tell itself something to keep me on the right path.
As the days progressed, I found it harder to silence the clashing emotions within me. I wanted to hold my Master, I wanted to please him the way a man would please a woman. I wanted to claim him as mine and no one else's. Gender meant nothing to me for when the coldest most desolate parts of my heart began to warm and beat with a fluent rhythm it meant that the person regardless of their gender was the one for me.
How troublesome it was for me to finally admit my feelings for my Lord and still keep the usual calm and mocking smirk plastered on my lips without my eyes giving me away. Simple tasks such as undressing and bathing my Master became unnerving. I tried so very hard to keep my desires and overwhelming lust in reign with more difficutly as I saw sides of my Master I never deemed possible.
The nights my young Master woke up in a screaming frenzy and I felt the sign of the contract on my hand prickle at the calling of my contractor, my stomach seemed to give a nice flop of excitement. My desire to be acknowledged by him took over my prime thoughts as I raced to my Masters aid.
What started as a contract grew into a more calm and emotion-filled relationship; I knew it was all too good to be true and then what I had feared of hit us like a bullet to my spine. My chance to fight Angela, to prevail over a greater threat to my Master than myself; this also meant that by being the victor, the contract would be completed and I'd have to take the soul that I molded, that I watched become even more tainted by loss and suffering. My thoughts became reluctant, if I had to make a choice I would chose another lifetime with Ciel for I felt like I could endure another century if I had him by my side.
Then again, I couldn't show weakness to my young Master, doing so would ruin what I had hoped would have been a calm crossing over.
I had finally defeated the archangel, losing my limb in order to protect my already weakening contractor. Every chance I could I stole glances at my dear Ciel, how his normally pale complexion seemed to grow even paler. The loss of blood was the cause of that problem or so I assumed. When I dealt the finishing blow I could sense that a dark cloud of burdens where lifted off of my Masters shoulders.
The events that followed the victory were a blur until I got to my lair. Something seemed off in the way the trees were swaying with the nonexistent breeze or how the typically quiet night was filled with noises from unexplained creatures. I looked around to see the targeted bird, it's beady eyes looked down at the scene as it became the audience to the final confession between a master and his lowly yet allegiant servant.
I looked down at my Master as I kneeled over his already limp body. His pulse was slowly declining, I could sense death around him, I could feel his usually warm body drop in temperature. My head shook in disapproval and the expressionless mask I usually wore on my face shattered into pieces. My eyes narrowed as I felt an undescribable feeling creep upon me, was it fright...I dare say it was now that I think back on it.
My hands delicately made their way to his cheeks, they slid down with the softest of touches, afraid that my demonic strength would crush him. He responded to my touch, I felt him shiver slightly as my arms wound around his waist and pulled him up and closer to my body. I could see that my Lord was in pain, he wanted to reach out and grasp my body, he wanted to be reassured that I'd keep my promise to him.
"Sh... it's okay; I'm right here. I'll always be with you, young Master."
It's not okay, why are you lying to him at the end of it all?
I saw his eyes flutter, trying to break free of death's grasp in vain for he was far too gone. As my hands slid down to tilt his neck for easier access to the meal I had patiently awaited, my mind kept screaming to let him off. How could I? A deal was a deal...right?
Ever so slowly, I leaned down and pressed my lips to the crook of his neck, reveling in the softness despite the cold. I even let my tongue snake out and take a quick lick for taste. Oh how my tastebuds exploded at the sweetness; Could it have been caused by the sweets he was obsessed with or was it just because he was my beloved? I cared not, I just wanted to feel the warms of his blood quench part of the hunger I felt.
My fangs abruptly pierced his skin in the most gentle way I could possibly offer, keeping my lust for him in control before I took him all for myself. Ciel's blood was a delicacy, not too rich yet not too bland, as my mind processed this thought my arms snaked around his waist, keeping him in place, reminding him it was my turn to take what was promised. As I ripped my lips from his neck, my ears caught a soft whimper; My eyes widened but softened as the comforting flavor was still in my mouth, my tongue slid out and licked the corner of my lips for any spillage of his rare blood.
Quiet overtook the both of us, my hands ran up and down his sides, remembering his curves until they came to a stop once again on his neck.
"It's time, young Master..."
No, Sebastian, you very well know it is not over. Do not deny the feeling of discomfort.
I heard my young Master sigh and gulp to himself, readying for what he thought was the last of his life...
I leaned in once again and captured his lips in a brusing kiss, this time I was far from in control. My tongue slipped through his lips, inching it's way through every part of the warm, wet cavern that was his mouth. This was a thousand times better than his blood. I touched my tongue with his and was slightly disappointed when I realized he was still in the paralyzed state the bullet wound had left him in.
Without further a do, I recollected my thoughts and chanted a sleep curse on young Master. "Why," you ask? I had no intent on taking my Master's soul and I did not want him to be in pain; I could tell my young Master was struggling to move, his eyes resltessly moved under his eyelids as the little quiet whimpers he emitted seem to increase in volume, I could hear the agony he felt from his injury.
I increased the pace I chanted, why did curses that increased slowing down the human body have to be so dreadfully long? I asked myself as I said the last of the words. I clinged on to Ciel, my hands were needy for him but it was as if a ragdoll was in my possession. He wouldn't move, the whimpers had ceased and his eyes were still under their lids.
Young Master...I hope you can forgive me when you awaken once more...
I shifted Ciel into my arms, my left hand under the bend of his knee and my right mirroing the act but under the crook of his neck; His head fell in a way that leaned against my chest so it was easier to walk with him in that position.
My eyes wandered to his ear and I leaned down, pressed my lips to the corner of his and inched my way closer to his ear lobe, "I love you..."
That last sentence I meant and I knew that I would wait be it a week or a millenia for my Master to once again be next to me; My feet moved us to the boat, where I would start the journey to the Phantomhive Estate and regain the energy needed to start the play over again.
A/N: UWAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
I can't believe I made it through that ordeal.
-Wipes forehead in relief.-
It was rather hard keeping character when it comes to Sebastian, I had to write it on a Post It and stick it on the corner of my screen so I would remember but it was so worth it!
I wasn't expecting this chapter to be so long but before I knew it, I had written two pages and then three and voila...finished at four; Do let me know if anything is mispelled or grammatically incorrect, I didn't have a chance to re-read it myself. I do believe I will be updating before Wednesday of this upcoming week, of course don't take my word for it, this is just an guesstimation!
SO SO SO, tell me what you thought of this chapter, did I stay in touch with Sebastian's character or did I make him a whimp?
Oh oh, and remember, I would like to see requests be it in the form of reviews or messages!
I need a Beta, please!
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