Part Two
Carefully lowering his thin frame into the water Ciel turned to look over his shoulder, hair subtly framing his face.
"What would that be?" He asked, voice echoing his previous tone of fragility and expectant vulnerability.
Sebastian knew that he would have full reign over his master should he desire.
"Very simply my lord, I wish to help alleviate your ill."
Ciel had now immersed himself into the tub, steam whisping around him, and Sebastian had removed his coat and began unbuttoning his cuffs and rolling up his sleeves.
Watching his butler open a tin of new French milled soap, Ciel leaned backward and attempted to relax himself.
He lifted his hands behind his head and began untying, or as best he could, the knot of his eyepatch. As he did so Sebastian dipped his hands with the soap into the water and began working up a light lather.
Discarding the black patch to the side of the bath, Ciel managed to accurately land the final garment directly into the circle created by his other clothes.
"Good shot my lord."
Ciel allowed a slight exhale of a laugh to exit his lips in response.
"How do you plan on alleviating my…"
Sebastian raised his hand and stopped his master flat.
"Come closer, and be quiet, si'l vous plait."
Ciel nodded and obliged.
Bringing his hands to Ciel's shoulders Sebastian began making small circles as he rubbed his fingers deeply into the thin muscles.
Ciel closed his eyes and breathed calmly. Letting his head lean backwards he began dipping his hair into the water and he moved his arms from his lap under the water to the sides of the tub.
With his body now exposed, Sebastian couldn't help but smile as he looked at his master's now closed eyes.
"Je promets d'etre avec toi, mon petit chien."
Ciel smirked in response.
Leaving his shoulders now Sebastian dipped his hands under the water and without slowing or disturbing the water grabbed a hold of Ciel's penis with one and began pushing Ciel's chest backward with the other.
The sudden shock made Ciel's eyes open wildly and he moved his arms in such a way that suds and water splashed over the edge of the tub and onto his clothes, onto Sebastian, and even onto Ciel's own face.
"Sebastian!"
"I said to be quiet master."
With Ciel now pushed against the edge of the tub, Sebastian's slick hand began rubbing gently up and down, eliciting both a small moan and excited breathing.
Moving his free hand above the water Sebastian wiped some suds from Ciel's face and then caressed a bright pink cheek.
Such a brilliant shade of blue… I almost regret ruining the symmetry of his eyes.
Gazing into his master's eyes Sebastian smiled as his hand began feeling the resistance of Ciel's erection.
Ciel broke off the glance and looked downwards into the water surprised at the speed with which his body reacted to Sebastian's work.
On his shoulders and back Ciel could feel his slight and thin body hair standing on end and under the water he hesitantly took hold of Sebastian's forearm.
"S-Sebastian…"
Removing his free hand from Ciel's face Sebastian dipped it back under the water and ran the back of his hand across the inside of Ciel's thigh slowly.
With his otherwise occupied hand he now enjoyed a much firmer and more formal grip.
Rubbing upwards tightly and downwards softly, he added a new action whenever his pace brought him to Ciel's head.
With his thumb he made a small circle around the opening of Ciel's penis, and to Sebastian's sadistic delight it elicited a torrent of moans and caused Ciel to kick his legs involuntarily.
"G-good… lord…"
Sebastian laughed slightly at such an expression.
Bringing his hand now from Ciel's thigh he exited the water and grabbed hold of a chunk of the soap.
He opened his other hand slightly while maintaining his grip of Ciel, and slipped the thin piece of soap into the space between Sebastian's palm and the underside of Ciel's penis.
After closing his hand Ciel furrowed his brow and opened his mouth, no doubt to ask what Sebastian intended with his odd application of savon.
Before he could however Sebastian made his intention quite clear.
Moving his hand up and down the underside of Ciel the soap acted as an exceptionally effective lubricant, even under the water, and Ciel's eyes widened further as he struggled to stifle out a scream.
"My… God! Sebastian!"
As a demon it was peculiar to Sebastian how often humans invoked their deities, peculiar, and irking.
"I thought I told you to be quiet Ciel?"
Ciel opened his eyes and looked at Sebastian with an eyebrow raised; evidentially he'd forgotten or at least not believed the genuineness of Sebastian's earlier demand of Ciel being quiet.
With his free hand Sebastian closed and covered Ciel's open mouth tightly.
And before Ciel could voice, or muffle in this case, his protest Sebastian increased his rhythm, and Ciel's eyelid flickered open and shut as he moaned louder and with increasing force at each cycle of Sebastian's hand.
"If you're going to be a good boy you'll be quiet, won't you?"
Ciel looked up at Sebastian and emphatically nodded.
Removing his hand from Ciel's mouth the breathing became much clearer, biting his lip and sticking out his tongue slightly through the side of his mouth Ciel began attempting to stifle his moans before they exited his chest.
With his hand now free Sebastian brought it under the water to accelerate his desired action.
Bringing it below Ciel he gently cupped Ciel and pushed slightly, causing pressure from both above and below Ciel threw his head backwards over the edge of the tub and brought a wet arm up to cover his own mouth, scared that his noise would cause Sebastian to stop, no doubt.
Sebastian briefly stopped his pace to grab hold of Ciel's hand that was still under the water. Placing the piece of soap in his masters palm Sebastian brought Ciel's hand down and indicated he was to grab hold of himself.
Ciel obliged and began running his own hand up and down his shaft, his pace was his own and much more familiar with the territory. Sebastian smiled again as he remarked to himself.
Perhaps he simply needs better material for himself? All he seems to enjoy is a pathetically illustrated pornographic magazine he purchased surreptitiously. I bet he thinks I don't know too.
As Ciel's pace began to increase Sebastian began rubbing under Ciel's body the small line from the base of his privates towards his buttock.
Ciel's breathing became heavier and heavier, indicating he was approaching his climax.
Sebastian risked a more adventurous placement of his hand and started rubbing both entrances of Ciel's lower body.
Ciel couldn't hold back a scream any longer.
He looked at Sebastian as his motions became more vigorous and his body became more ridged.
Grabbing hold of Ciel's hand Sebastian began overtaking the pace Ciel was maintaining.
"Allow me…" He spoke.
Ciel shook his head violently.
"N-No! Wait!"
Sebastian did not slow, and at this protest he in fact increased his rhythm.
Finally Ciel let out a high pitched yell and his legs began kicking as an almost electric sensation wrought his body.
"I…I…" he struggled out.
His penis began convulsing and a light coloured liquid began squirting out.
His arms went limp and so too did his neck. His toes and feet were moving from side to side as he rode the current, welcomed, wave of euphoria.
Bringing his hands from out of the water Sebastian almost seemed irritated as he regarded that some of Ciel's cum clung to the side of his palm.
"Such a curious substance" he remarked.
Ciel however was miles away and in no frame of mind to listen to anything.
Looking down at his master's face Sebastian felt he had adequately addressed Ciel's needs and spoke loud enough to bring Ciel back to the present.
"My lord, can I finish your bath now?"
Ciel eyes opened lazily and he tried nodding, water dripped off of his face and he attempted to form a sentence.
"Yes… I'll I would, that'd be nice. I mean, if. Yes."
The rest of Ciel's bath was much less eventful and Sebastian helped dry off his master's lithe body and wrapped him in his housecoat before opening the door to the bedroom.