Sebastian woke to the sleepy self-satisfied smile of his lover. He blinked awake as Ciel drowsily kissed him. Last night had been good. After he had thoroughly exhausted his lover, he had been tempted to stay up and watch him sleep, but his young master had decided he would make a preferable matress to the one they shared and promptly fallen asleep on top of him. Not wishing to disturb the demonling's sleep, Sebastian had fallen asleep as well.
'Morning lover.' Ciel said his voice a little husky from last night's activities. Sebastian kissed Ciel back in confusion, wondering why his lover was in such a good mood. Usually after such a rough night, Ciel would be sulky; demons weren't immune to pain after all.
'Why don't you use the bathroom first?' Ciel murmured as he rolled off Sebastian and curled up under the quilt yawning. 'I'll join you in a few minutes.' He mumbled.
Sebastian got out of their bed and lazily wandered to the bathroom, knowing his lover would still be in bed by the time he finished his shower. Not that he really needed to shower, being a demon and all, but he had developed a taste for it over the decades. Sebastian looked back at the lump under the quilt before he went into the en suit bathroom; he swore he had heard Ciel laughing, but there was no way his lover could be awake enough to even laugh properly.
The bathroom was a luxurious decadent affair, easily as large as the bedroom. Ciel had insisted upon it, no doubt for some reason that was a hangover of his Victorian era upbringing. The walls were a pale mottled grey, the floor black granite, a tub had been sunk into the floor on one side and a generous shower stood at the other. The wall of the sink was fully mirrored as was the opposite side, creating the illusion of space, as if the room wasn't big enough already.
Sebastian glanced at his reflection in the floor to ceiling mirror, only to freeze. Something was wrong. Even mussed up like he was, Sebastian as a demon of Pride took a great deal of care to look artfully mussed. His eyes narrowed as he scrutinized his appearance. His hair was elegantly tousled, his skin a perfect marble surface showing off his graceful musculature. He bared his fangs, noting not even the faintest blemish on the perfect teeth. Running his eye further down his reflection, he preened a little as he noted how good he looked.
Then he saw it.
His eyes widened as he stared. He didn't even hear the bathroom door open as his lover entered. He looked in horror at his reflection, how did this happen?
'I thought you could do with a little make over.' Ciel said smirking as Sebastian stared in horrified shock at his hands. The younger demon held up a very familiar pink bonnet. 'I thought I'd paint your nail to match.' continued Ciel brightly 'Actually while we're at it, we should get you a pair of hot pink fuck-me-pumps to go with it all since you like wearing stilettos so much."
Sebastian stared speechlessly at Ciel, who smirked in reply, holding up what looked like a mess of tangled florescent pink strings; 'I already got fishnet stockings for you.' Sebastian's eyes widened as Ciel took a menacing step forwards.
'Now keep still so I can paint your toenails hot pink. Don't make me order you.'
Truly, he had one hell of a Master.