Chapter Two

The street lamps, reproductions resembling the old oil lamps of the 19th century, lit the dark street sending shadows down the darkened alley ways. Ciel walked slowly, passing by group of fellow university students on their way from one bar to another. It was a Friday night and most bars were already over flowing with patrons hoping to get smashed for the weekend.

Ciel on the other hand ignored the booming music and laughter as he passed the open door of a club. He wasn't much of a partier anyways. If he was in the mood for a drink it was more then likely that Ciel would seek a drink in a pub where he could relax and not go deaf.

He almost missed the tattoo parlor as he walked by. The building was dark and seemingly empty, even the neon sign was dead. Ciel frowned, hoping that Sebastian hadn't forgotten their arrangement and had already head home.

Walking up the small flight of steps to the door, he found it unlocked. Going inside, Ciel looked about trying to pin point some form of life. It was safe to assume someone was here, otherwise he was sure that Sebastian wouldn't be so careless as to leave his place open and unlocked.

Going around the corner and to where he knew Sebastian's office sat, Ciel caught sight of the bright line of light peaking out from underneath a closed door. He wasted no time in moving towards the office door. His knuckles raped at the door and then he waited as Ciel heard movement from inside.

The door opened and Sebastian looked down at Ciel, blinking a few times to let his eyes adjust. He stepped out of the office and shut the door behind him before walking back into the shop, signaling Ciel to follow him.

He paused to lock the front door so no one would try to get in and then moved to the back of the shop. Light footsteps followed him, the only indication that Ciel was still there. Sebastian was surprised that the younger male hadn't tried to bolt when he'd locked the front door.

Faint lights glowed in the back room, casting shadows in a small room where stairs reached out to the hardwood floor. "I've set up a place upstairs," he answered the unasked question coming from Ciel. "There's more space there to work with."

His fingers found the small light switch and turned the lights on, bathing the room in a soft glow. A similar set up was already laid out and Sebastian padded over to the area where a couch was set up. "I'll spare you from the couch scene in Titanic," he said, starting to unbutton his shirt. "Its amazing though, so many girls wish to recreate that scene for themselves."

"Well good thing we're both guys," Ciel quipped as he settled himself and his things across from the couch. His eyes averted from the scene Sebastian was presenting before him as the older man undressed. Ciel really wanted to yell at the man for so shamelessly stripping, but a more logical part of him told Ciel that he should have no reason to be embarrassed. That didn't stop a warm blush from once again spreading across his face. Something had to be seriously wrong with him, Ciel concluded.

Sebastian kicked his pants off and glanced up at Ciel. He smirked and hooked his fingers on the elastic of his boxers. "You're blushing, Mr. Artist," he said and finally removed his boxers. The blush grew even more on Ciel's face and Sebastian chuckled lowly.

He dropped down onto the couch, rolling onto his stomach and grabbing the pillow to rest on. The professor had asked him to do something close to his original pose to keep consistency and he was more than happy to agree.

Ciel grumbled as he averted his eyes and fished out his supplies. No matter how much he tried he couldn't will away his blush and finally gave up trying altogether. What was the point anyways? Sebastian was going to harass him whether his cheeks were tinted pink or not.

"I'll try to make this quick." Ciel set to work, starting just as he had the first time. He sketched out a rough skeleton like model and moved onto the detailed lines and shadows. Time seemed to fly by as Sebastian laid still as a statue and Ciel intently drew.

Pale fingers smudged in a shadow and Ciel pulled back to assess his work. It seemed as if he were back to square one. The sketch was seemingly complete, except for that infuriating intimate area. Frowning, Ciel glanced up towards Sebastian and glared.

Sebastian met the glare with a lazy expression. "Hurry up," he muttered and closed his eyes. "I'm tired and about to fall asleep on you." There was an annoyed huff that made him open an eye and take in Ciel's annoyed features.

It was highly amusing to see him get so worked up over something, especially considering the fact that he had the same body parts. He sighed and nuzzled further into the pillow, his eyes falling shut once more.

"Fall asleep and see what happens," Ciel mumbled threateningly. His mood had quickly turned sour leaving the young man to take it out on the only other person in the room, who just so happened to be the source of his irritation.

Truth be told Ciel probably wouldn't have done much if Sebastian had fallen asleep; pack up and leave would be the extent of his retaliation at this point. He just wanted this night to be over.

Sebastian's eyes snapped open and narrowed at Ciel at the minor threat. His tongue came out to wet his lips before whistling lowly. The sound echoed around the room before soft clicks sounded across the hard wood floor.

A small black cat padded up to the couch and sat down at the leg of the couch. Its eyes fixed on Ciel before ears went back in a warning and a small hiss left its mouth.

"Go ahead and try something now," Sebastian muttered, eyes lowering once more. "I'm not sure what's worse, to be scared of trying to draw a dick or of a cat."

Ciel drew himself back, throwing a disgusted look towards the animal. "A cat? Seriously? Of all the pets you had to have a cat." It was all said more so to himself then to Sebastian. He really wasn't in the mood to hear the man's opinion of the fur ball. "Just make it go away before I start sneezing."

"Draw my penis and then I will," Sebastian answered, eyes still closed. "Unless you want to run away again, just like a scared little child." He didn't bother to open his eyes as he felt Ciel glaring holes into his head.

The damnable blush returned as Ciel tried to will his eyes southward along Sebastian's body. He could already feel the beginnings of a sneezing working in his nose, and wanted nothing more then to be rid of that cat. Steeling himself over, Ciel directed his eyes towards the cause of his current predicament.

The flaccid cock laid between Sebastian's thighs harmlessly but Ciel couldn't help to find himself incredibly uncomfortable. He squirmed in his seat as he went about sketching the appendage. His eyes glanced back up Sebastian's body, and then back down to the man's penis. It was frustrating, what was it about this man that left him falling apart at the seams. He was acting like a child.

"Can you please send the cat away now," Ciel asked as he began to shade in the head of the cock. His plea was soon followed by a sneeze, and then another. A third more violent sneeze sent his pad and charcoals sliding off his lap and onto the floor in a mess. The cat though, hissed and fled from the disruption, much to Ciel's relief.

Sebastian's eyes opened and settled on the pad of paper that rested on the floor. He was surprised to find that Ciel had managed to draw something, even though there was still a hint of red to his cheeks.

Although that could be a side effect from the cat.

Still, it was more than what he'd done earlier and Sebastian grunted his approval. "Well look at that, you actually accomplished it this time." He stated and felt the urge to stretch his body out after sitting for so long.

Ciel quickly averted his eyes as Sebastian's lean body stretched out across the couch. They fell to the floor and to the sketch that laid for all eyes to see. It was apparent that the same care did not go into the last addition of the drawing, though Ciel didn't consider the piece finished quite yet.

"It's a start, though no thanks to you." Ciel wiped his nose that had begun to run from the force of his sneezes. The cat might have been long gone, but the familiar tickle was still playing within his sinuses. "I don't think its 'A' material, but it's definitely a start." Ciel frowned.

Sebastian smiled. "It is a start but you can do better." He moved back to his position on the couch and looked at Ciel. "Just think about how much better you can do next time I come to model. Then you don't have to spend your Friday night here trying to get it right a second time."

"There would never have been a second time if you hadn't distracted me the first!" Ciel defended. "Next time keep your eyes off me. I'm sure the female portion of the class would love to have you staring at them." A pale hand shot out to point towards Sebastian as Ciel stood up, trying to make his point all the more powerful.

A chuckle left Sebastian's lips. "You're going to make a horrible artist if you can't stand it when people are watching you. I was simply trying to help you reach a better potential." He stood up and grabbed his boxers, sliding them on. "However, if you wish to remain mediocre, there's nothing I can do."

"I don't mind people watching me, just you." Ciel's eyes watched the boxers slide up toned thighs, for once he didn't turn away with a blush. Instead he let them linger, a contemplative look crossing over him. A heavy feeling began to form in the bottom of Ciel's stomach that he recognized at faint disappointment. The night was almost over and it felt like some unknown prize had been loss.

"Keep telling yourself that love," Sebastian said with a quirk of his lips and slipped his shirt on, along with his pants. "You have a great talent that's going to go to waste if you can't get past this little mental block of yours." He moved behind the couch, ignoring Ciel in favor of looking for his cat.

"Oh? And I suppose you'll be the one to get me past this mental block? What's your brilliant plan; force me to stare down your dick till it doesn't bother me anymore?" Ciel started packing up his stuff, slapping his sketch book shut with a bold snap.

Sebastian laughed. "I fear that would traumatize you if I did that. Although, it just might be the thing to help break your fear." He shrugged. "It all depends on how far you're willing to go to get past this fear. I know a person who's great with hypnosis."

A delicate eyebrow rose in question at that. "Hypnosis? Really? That's your master plan." Ciel wanted to laugh at such a ludicrous idea. "Why don't you just look me up once you find something that might actually work."

Waving a hand, Sebastian dismissed the harsh comment. "That's not my master plan, that's more like plan Z. I just figured since you're so skittish that you might want to take the easier route."

"Who ever said I liked taking the easy way out? I wouldn't be here if that was the case. I would have just taken the stupid 'C'," Ciel retorted, folding his arms in front of his chest. He stood facing Sebastian, a challenging look on his face. All uncertainties were gone in the face of a challenge. Ciel was not one to back down.

"Very well," Sebastian murmured and walked towards the younger male. He placed a hand on Ciel's chest and ran it slowly down his shirt, feeling the material bunch and gather under his hand. When he reached the hem of the fabric, his fingers slipped underneath and softly pressed against the skin.

"You have perfect skin," he muttered. "I'd love to tattoo it."

Ciel resisted the urge, and almost failed, to stare dumbly at the older man. The hand was pleasantly warm on his stomach, causing it to clench and flutter at the feeling. "Wha-What are you doing?" Ciel jumped to the side, twisting around to bring himself behind Sebastian and out of reach.

Sebastian's eyes lowered and he followed Ciel's motions like an animal stalking its prey. His fingers brushed against Ciel's cheek before capturing his jaw in his hand. He took a step towards the younger male, and Ciel moved backwards, trying to counteract the movement.

Each step back brought Sebastian closer and soon Ciel felt as if his escape might be futile. Once the back of his knees connected with the couch he knew that he could go no further. Ciel could only stand frozen as Sebastian moved in for the proverbial kill.

Despite the circumstances Ciel found it difficult to wrap his mind around just what was happening. A part of him argued that at any moment Sebastian would back up, that irritating smirk on his face, and laugh at Ciel for being so uptight. Another, more darker and less acknowledge part wanted Sebastian to move even closer so that he could feel the hard muscles of the mans chest that he had only moments ago been sketching with soft lines.

The sudden awakening of such thoughts struck Ciel with sickening shock. He wanted nothing more than to tuck them away in what ever dark corner they had crawled from and leave them there to rot and decay till no longer existent.

Wide blue eyes looked up at him and Sebastian took the chance to push Ciel back down on the couch. He reached forward again, working the buttons on Ciel's shirt and slowly revealing the pale, smooth skin.

His fingers ran over the skin, watching as Ciel squirmed underneath his touch. "Enough," he said in a soft demanding voice and the male froze at the tone. "You're acting childish again. You're not comfortable with your body, its why you have trouble drawing the male figure."

Ciel sunk back into the plush cushions as far as he could, which wasn't nearly far enough. He didn't even acknowledge Sebastian's statement seeing no relevance in it at all. Instead he shot the man a cold look and spoke in an even and accusing tone, "You said I wasn't your type."

"Would you like it better if I said you were, or would that make it harder for you. You seem to have a hard enough time trying to draw me when you think you hate me. Imagine how much harder it would be once you realized that you like me." Sebastian answered.

The rhythmic beating of Ciel's heart stilled him for a moment, the thumping muscle gaining momentum and power with each inch that Sebastian grew closer. "Am I your type? Because really, I don't think it matters either way. I don't care what you may be assuming but I will not be realizing any attraction towards you at all." The bravado in the statement was Oscar worthy, and Ciel could only hope that Sebastian could not sniff out his growing anxiety over the situation.

Sebastian's head tilted to the side slightly and he smirked. "Then if it doesn't matter, then there's no need for me to answer your question. Besides, I already know that you won't admit what you feel, you're too stubborn for that." His hands pushed the shirt to the chair, allowing his fingers to run down Ciel's sides and feel the bumps of his ribs.

Ciel's hands shot up to push against Sebastian's chest meeting only resistance. "Don't act like you know me," He spat.

"Isn't it an artist's job to see what their client really wants and desires?" Sebastian questioned and moved his fingers up to tweak the small nipple.

"If that's the case then you are in dire need of some practice." A smug smile made it's way onto Ciel's face, proud of his own quick witted retort.

Amber colored eyes narrowed. "I'm not the one acting like a child and trying to run away from things while blaming others for his mistakes." Sebastian answered calmly, although his patience was slowly being tested.

Ciel's cheeks puffed in indignation at being called a child. "I'm not running from anything." He countered, eyes hard and unwavering.

"No?" Sebastian questioned. "You're not admitting that you need help with your work, even though someone is offering you the help."

Giving one last good glare Ciel felt his resolve crumble around him. If Sebastian wanted him to be a man and fess up to his short comings, well then Ciel wasn't one to disappoint. "Fine," he grumbled. "Help me."

"That's a good boy," Sebastian murmured and let his finger rest above Ciel's pants, stroking the soft skin there. They moved slowly to the button on the males pants before pulling away at the last moment. "Strip." he said and stood up, moving away from Ciel.

Silence settled over the two as Ciel tried to comprehend just what was being asked of him. Last time he checked Sebastian was the model and there for the only one who should be stripping. He eyed the man who stood impatiently waiting for Ciel to get a move on it. There was an unspoken challenge in those amber eyes and Ciel was not about to let Sebastian's insults prove true.

With careful and slow movements, Ciel slipped his shirt over his shoulders. The article of clothing was dropped to the ground by his feet. Ciel's shoes, socks, and pants soon followed creating a disheveled heap of clothing.

Ciel froze as his hands went to hook along the waste band of his boxers. A mental pep talk was currently jabbering on within his mind as he tried to gain the courage to discard the last of his clothing. It didn't help that Ciel had also been a modest boy, even when younger. Unlike most young men his age, Ciel's figure was slim, pale, and feminine; he was far from proud of it.

After a moment Ciel cursed himself, finding the whole thing silly. Without further hesitation, the boxers were slipped down smooth thighs and tossed aside. Ciel shivered at the sudden exposure to the cool air of the room and perhaps from embarrassment as well; not that he would ever admit it.

Sebastian's lips quirked and he took the seat that Ciel had been sitting in earlier. He refrained from teasing the younger male, knowing that it'd only make him back away again and he wasn't in the mood to play another game. While it was fun the first round, a second would just be annoying.

He leaned back in the chair and gestured for Ciel to take a seat on the couch. "Good. Now touch yourself."

"What!" Ciel's head snapped towards Sebastian so quickly he was sure he'd heard his neck snap and pop. Blue eyes widened with disbelief, had Ciel even heard that correctly. In any case, how would touching himself help matters? He was perfectly comfortable with his own body, it was Sebastian's that had him blushing like a school girl.

"I figured as much," Sebastian said with a sigh and stood up. He moved slowly to the couch and sat down, pulling Ciel into his lap. The younger male squirmed to get away and he nipped at his earlobe. "Your confidence in front of others is lacking so much that its surprising."

Ciel jerked around as he tried to free himself from Sebastian's grasp. The man's hands felt like fire against his cooled skin, making goosebumps speckle his skin. Those warm hands trailed down Ciel's body, and he wanted nothing more then to make them stop. The foreign sensations they were causing unnerved Ciel; he didn't like it.

A bold touch to Ciel's most private of places almost sent him shooting off of Sebastian's lap. If it hadn't of been for Sebastian's hand on Ciel's hip, the boy probably would have hit the ceiling. Jolts raced through his body, sending a wave of shivers through his small frame. "Wh-what are you doing?" Ciel shrieked while he tried to bat the hand away, but to no avail.

"Showing you how its done," Sebastian answered, keeping Ciel firmly on his lap. "If you're not confident with your own body, you'll always have a block." His hand trailed up Ciel's leg, lightly skimming over the skin.

The action made the younger male shiver and the faintest of moans escaped his mouth. Sebastian smirked into Ciel's neck and let his other hand rest on the pale chest, keeping Ciel from squirming more.

"I know how it's done." Ciel's heart was pounding in his chest, wide eyes watching every stroke of Sebastian's hand. He squirmed again, freezing when the movement caused Sebastian's fingers to brush against his cock. The action caused Ciel to take in a quick breath while suppressing another moan.

"But you're not confident," came the smooth answer and Sebastian brushed his fingers against Ciel's length again. It was a light touch and he watched the younger male carefully, gauging his reactions.

Ciel swallowed around a gasp as his body continued to tremble. Heat pooled in Ciel's abdomen and the familiar feel of arousal began to fizzle to the surface. Panic overcame Ciel. The thought of becoming hard due to Sebastian's touches terrified Ciel; he didn't want to think what it might mean.

"Stop!" Ciel shouted as he redoubled his efforts to remove himself from the older man. Each jerk only helped to secure him tighter against Sebastian who made escape seem impossible. "If you keep it up I'm going to-" Ciel trailed off with a groan.

Sebastian pressed his lips against the back of Ciel's neck before nipping at the skin. His hand still teased the hardening flesh and he chuckled lightly at Ciel's actions to get free. "Then show me yourself," he murmured next to the males ear. "Touch yourself for me."

A gentle and patient hand cupped Ciel's own, guiding it down to the place that was becoming hot and throbbing. Ciel's hand trembled as it wrapped around himself, feeling exactly how hard he had become from Sebastian's attention. Rational thoughts seemed to bid him farewell as Ciel's hand began a firm and steady pace with Sebastian's guidance.

Ciel's head lolled to the side, pressing his flaming cheeks into Sebastian's chest; hiding himself from the older man. "I don't want this," Ciel mumbled, the words hypocritical to the boy's hand that was now moving without aid.

"But you're doing so good," Sebastian praised, his voice low. His eyelids lowered as he watched the hand continue to move as Ciel's confidence grew more. He let his hand rest on Ciel's hip, rubbing circles into the skin and silently urging him on.

What ever dignity Ciel had left after these occurrence seemed to drain away as twisted moans and gasped flew from his mouth, his fingers smearing pre-cum over the tip of his leaking cock. Ciel's body shook upon Sebastian's lap as a knot seemed to form in the pit of his stomach, egging him towards his orgasm.

"Sebastian," He breathed the name of the man that caused his mind and morals to melt away in such a rush that it was almost laughable. Ciel knew that he was going to be kicking himself to falling into this devil's grasp so easily, for this man had to be a devil. If not, he surely had the cunning and tongue of one.

Ciel's free hand gripped the clothed inner thigh of Sebastian for dear life, vaguely aware of the hardness pressing earnestly into the boy's wrist. The pale fingers pulled and pushed at the material in his grasp, gripping it tighter as the pleasure began to escalate to mind numbing heights.

"That's it," Sebastian murmured and guided his hand back to Ciel's length, wrapping his fingers around the base of his cock. He watched as the blue eyes widened and swung up to met his own, their gaze wide and accusing.

Pale hips bucked into Sebastian's hand and a frustrated moan left Ciel's lips. "Tell me what you want," Sebastian muttered. "Do you want my mouth here?" He asked, giving the cock in his hand a light squeeze.

The mere idea of having Sebastian's mouth on his cock had Ciel thrusting into the hands holding him so nicely. It was one thing to have the older man's hand sliding up and down along his length but another entirely to think what it would feel like to have a warm mouth replace those hands.

Though one thing stood in Ciel's way to experiencing such forbidden pleasures. There was no way in hell that he would beg or ask Sebastian for such a thing. The man had already pushed Ciel far past any moral restriction he had placed upon himself. Forcing his mind past the fog of lust, Ciel turned a cool glare onto the other man.

"Do you want your mouth here?" He countered. Ciel released his cock moving his cum covered fingers to glide over Sebastian's lips, leaving the slick liquid to smear across them. "Do you want to taste that?" Ciel might be modest and sexually embarrassed, but he was by no means uneducated in the more darker and perverse aspects of intimate relations.

Sebastian's tongue came out to lap at the mess smeared across his lips. Without a word, he caught Ciel's wrist and brought it up to his mouth, sucking the white liquid off the thin fingers.

"All you had to do was ask," he answered and shifted Ciel off his lap. His hand pressed against the pale chest, lowering the younger male onto the couch.

Ciel went down without a fuss, letting Sebastian free reign to his body. What embarrassment was left disappeared with the sudden breath Ciel took as he felt a warm tongue drag around the tip of his penis. Sebastian was being very thorough in cleaning Ciel's cum away.

"Shit." Ciel's hands flew up to cover his mouth, muffling the distorted sounds begging to break through. Sebastian's mouth was doing wonders and he had yet to fully engulf the boy's cock.

Sebastian's tongue teased the slit before it swirled around the head. His hands held down the squirming hips, feeling them press up against his grip as they tried to get the hard length past his lips.

Finally taking pity on the younger male, Sebastian guided the cock into his mouth. A muffled shout from Ciel had him smirking around the hard length and he started to bob his head up and down.

At that point Ciel was having a hard time trying to decide where his hands should really be. He ended up opting to have one tangled harshly in Sebastian's dark hair while the other was formed into a tight fist and pressed to his mouth. Ciel had to bite down on his knuckles to keep from calling out Sebastian's name once again when the man took Ciel even deeper into his mouth. The feel of Sebastian's throat constricting around Ciel's cock was heavenly.

Sebastian hummed, letting the vibrations tease Ciel's length and he delighted in the barely concealed scream. The pale body was thrashing and he could feel Ciel's legs trembling next to his head. He loosened his grip on the hips, letting the younger male thrust lightly in his mouth.

All thought and sense vacated Ciel as he thrust into Sebastian's mouth, releasing a choked call of Sebastian's name as he came. His body shivered in a blissful pleasure, hips still rocking up into the older man's face as the last tremors left him. Ciel was left a panting mess by the end of the ordeal. Blue eyes assessed Sebastian who was licking his lips like a cat who had just gotten a hold of some delicious cream. Ciel gaze soon traveled south, taking into account the very obvious bulge Sebastian was sporting.

The flush on Ciel's cheeks darkened but he did not avert his eyes. After what had just occurred, the thought of seeing the hard and most likely weeping cock did not bother Ciel as much as it once had. Perhaps there had been a method to this madness.

"I think this might have helped my... problem," Ciel said, looking Sebastian in the eye for a moment before bring his eyes back to the man's erection. "Though I can't be too sure. Perhaps it needs to be tested?"

Sebastian smirked and leaned back on the couch. He hadn't been expecting the offer and was pleased to see that Ciel was even mentioning it. Whether or not he went through with it still had to be seen but it was better than where they were earlier.

"Go ahead," he said and watched the younger male with amused eyes.

Ciel licked his lips, more out of nervousness then anything else. He shifted himself into a sitting position, moving to slide between Sebastian's out stretched legs. Sebastian watched his every move, unnerving Ciel as his hand reached out to the man's pants.

'I can do this. Show him you can do this,' Ciel told himself as he unbuttoned the man's slacks. "Up." A firm pat to Sebastian's hip requested the man to lift himself to better help in the removal of his pants. Once the clothing was off, Ciel threw it to the ground to join his own. When he turned back to his task he was faced with a smirking Sebastian and a very hard cock covered in only black silk boxers. Ciel almost wanted to laugh at this. "Silk. Seriously?" He couldn't help but ask.

Sebastian's eyes danced. "The real joke is that you're just now realizing they're silk." It just went to show how stressed out Ciel was earlier that he didn't notice them the first time they were off.

He lifted his hips up again, pulling the boxers off and letting them fall to the ground. A low hiss escaped his mouth as the cool air brushed against his heated cock and he glanced at Ciel.

Ciel had to force himself not to look away. Though he could not stop his cheeks from darkening in the slightest. "Have you no shame?" He asked, setting his palms atop Sebastian's thighs.

"I do," the older male answered simply, not elaborating any further on the subject. He relaxed more against the soft material of the couch and watched Ciel through lowered eyes.

A pregnant pause passed between them. Ciel merely stared at the stiff appendage, frowning as if it had done him a serious wrong. In truth Ciel was trying to assess the best way to go about what he was going to have to do. He would be crossing so many lines, hell he had already crossed several lines in mere minutes. What could it hurt to leap over a few more?

Shaking his head, Ciel reached out to wrap timid fingers around the heated cock. In reality it wasn't much different then his own, excluding the fact that Sebastian out did him in size. He gave an experimental tug, moving his hand up and over the tip. A pleased sigh brought Ciel's eyes to catch Sebastian's own. He stroked the man's cock again as he watched those amber eyes glaze over with lust.

The hesitant strokes grew more confident and they had Sebastian's eyes fluttering shut. A low moan escaped his mouth and he felt Ciel shift closer to his body as his confidence grew. His eyes opened slightly to watch the younger male again. The blue eyes had darkened and he could see that he was slowly growing aroused by the situation.

Throwing caution to the wind, Ciel swooped down to take a sample lick to the tip of Sebastian's cock. His eyebrows furrowed at the bitter taste and wasn't too sure if he liked it or not. The sound that forced itself from Sebastian's throat made Ciel smirk. Perhaps he could grow to like it if it produced such sounds from the man above him.

"Do you want my mouth here?" Ciel threw back Sebastian's earlier words, tapping his finger on tip of the erection standing tall before him.

Sebastian hummed and felt his hips buck slightly. The thought of having Ciel's lips wrapped around his cock was arousing and he couldn't help the groan that left his mouth. "Show me what you learned," he teased, his tongue darting out to wet his lips.

A warm pink tongue ran up the length of Sebastian's cock, digging into the tip and then retreating. Ciel smirked up at the man deviously. That was the only warming Sebastian got before those smirking lips were wrapped tightly around his swollen head.

Ciel relaxed his jaw around the hard cock, letting it slide further into his mouth. His tongue entwined around it, applying slight pressure as he sucked. Blue eyes looked up to lock with hazy scarlet as Ciel bobbed his head, lavishing Sebastian as best he could.

A low groan left Sebastian's mouth as his eyes fluttered shut and his hips rolled in Ciel's mouth. The younger male gagged and he felt a hand grip at his hip to keep them still. Sebastian's eyes opened slightly, focusing on Ciel's dark head and his hand settled in the messy dark locks.

His arousal grew as he watched Ciel's lips stretch over his cock and he could feel the fire burning through his body. It made his toes curl in pleasure and he gave a pleased grunt as Ciel's tongue pressed against the hard length.

Ciel let his teeth ever so gently graze up the cock, giving a slow nip to the tip. He withdrew, wiping the spit and cum from his lips and chin. Shaded blue eyes bore into Sebastian's as Ciel smirked, leaning down to take one more sensual lick to the weeping head.

"How was that?" Ciel asked, sitting up and facing Sebastian head on.

"You're a fast learner," Sebastian stated and reached forward to run his finger over the swollen lips. His cock still throbbed, the cold air in the room not affecting his arousal. His hips arched slightly and he smirked at Ciel. "Are you going to finish?"

"I don't know if you deserve it after all the hell you've put me through. Maybe I want to watch you touch yourself, like you watched me." Ciel was just messing with him at this point, he wasn't going to make this easy on the other man. Not to mention he wasn't so ecstatic about having Sebastian come in his mouth.

Sebastian's fingers wrapped around his cock, stroking it slowly and hissing at the pleasure that it brought. "And look how confident you are now because of it," he said. He watched as Ceil's eyes followed the movements of his hand and he leaned back with a small smile. "Of course, its a ten step program until you're fully confident of your skills."

Ciel's eyes darkened further at the sight, and a familiar heat began to course through him once again. He didn't need to look down to know that he was once again hard and wanting for Sebastian's touch. A small part of Ciel's mind laughed at himself; only an hour or so ago he wanted nothing to do with the older male. Now Ciel yearned for the man's touch.

"And which steps have we accomplished so far?"

"Well we skipped a few and we'll have to revisit them so I know that you're confident in everything, not just a few things." He crooked his finger at Ciel, beckoning him closer as his hips rolled into his hand.

Taking his time, Ciel crawled forward, coming to settled between Sebastian's outstretched tights. He watched intently as the man continued to fondle himself and Ciel licked his lips at the sight. Ciel's smaller hands came to join Sebastian's, running them up once then twice before pulling away again. The feel of the velvety skin of Sebastian's cock was addicting, and Ciel had to keep himself from reaching out again.

Sebastian's hand settled on Ciel's hip, pulling him more into his lap as he slipped down on the couch. He moved away from his aching cock to shift the younger male so their erections pressed together, creating friction for both of them. His hands held onto Ciel's hips as he bucked his own up, moaning low at the feeling.

Not expecting the change in position nor the sudden burst of pleasure, Ciel arched back. His hips rocked and grounded down without much thought on the boy's part. His body was seemingly moving of it's own accord, milking all the pleasure that it could from the hard body in front of him. Rich moans filled the room, most embarrassingly coming from Ciel's slackened jaw.

"Oh-oh god." Ciel choked on his words, his hands flying up to dig into Sebastian's shoulders, bring him even closer. Gargled noises flew from Ciel's mouth, sounding strikingly familiar to Sebastian's name and perhaps a few choice curses.

Shivering, Sebastian's head tilted back and he panted harshly. He could feel his control slipping and his motions becoming more jerky. Every noise that fell from Ciel's mouth pushed him closer to completion and he curled his fingers around the two cocks, stroking them in time with their rolling hips.

"Sebastian, Sebastian, Sebastian..." Ciel chanted the name like some melody. He had lost his head to the lust and had no intent of locating it anytime soon. Sebastian was more then welcome to drive Ciel further into this unexplored madness.

Dull nails made crimson trails down the man's back, some bleeding and coating Ciel's finger tips a slight red. A constant stream of cries rolled one after the other from Ciel. It was sickening how first time pleasure could turn him into a cheap whore. Once he regained his mind, Ciel would have to repay Sebastian for the pride he had striped from the boy.

"That's it," Sebastian murmured and swirled his thumb around the tip of Ciel's cock. His hips rocked hard into his hand, seeking completion. He could feel the smaller body trembling against his.

Sebastian's hand tightened around Ciel's hip, digging his nails into the pale flesh and leaving crescent marks behind. Tomorrow, there would probably be bruises but it would leave Ciel with a way to remember this night.

He tilted his head until his mouth rested next to Ciel's ear and he nipped at the earlobe. "Come for me."

Ciel buried his face into Sebastian's shoulder, biting down into the soft flesh as he came. The bitter taste of blood filled his mouth, and Ciel could only bite down harder as he road out his orgasm. Warm wetness coated his belly, cooling quickly in the cold of the room. Ciel breathed deeply as he came down from his high. He released Sebastian's shoulder as he laid his head in the slop of the man's neck, vaguely aware of Sebastian continued usage of Ciel's body.

Sebastian hissed at the pain in his shoulder but found that it only added to his arousal and he grunted as his orgasm rushed through his body. His hips rolled with each wave of pleasure and he could feel his heart pounding in his ears as his body worked to come down from its high.

To Be Continued . . .