The panic ridden Lord didn't know what to think about the situation he was in, but the fact that he had a throbbing erection and the cause of that erection was now stood outside the bathroom door asking to come in, was actually arousing him.
"No! Not yet, I'm not ready, i did not mean to call on you!" the panic Ciel was feeling escaped into his voice. He knew his butler would notice straight away and wonder why he would not let him in, the young lord, now trying to think of a way to get the demon to leave that wouldn't cause suspicion.
"My Lord is everything alright? You sound distressed" The smooth voice from the other side of the door sounded slightly concerned.
"I'm fine! Leave me, i will call on you" Ciel replied watching the door cautiously.
"As you wish, My Lord" and with that Sebastian walked away, Ciel leaned back to attempt to relax but couldn't, he looked down at his throbbing erection and felt ashamed as to how it came to be like that. Ciel's hand moved inward from his thigh, to wrap his fingers around his base, he started to move his hand, bringing it up his shaft, and back down again, slowly at first, so that he would be quiet, until all of his inappropriate thoughts about his butler came rushing back to him.
Ciel's ivory legs wide open, Sebastian mauling his neck with little bites and kisses, and his tip at his masters opening, teasing him, pushing Ciel to beg for a release of his torture, until the demon would push himself forward so that Ciel could take all of him in fully and they would fuck, slowly at first so Ciel could get used to his Butlers cock, but he would eventually get harder and faster, and the young lord would feel every movement Sebastian made, every thrust, every kiss, as their bodies intertwined and sweat rolled down the pale skin of the young lord, moving completely in sync with each other, until they both came to their euphoric undoing together, his all over their chests and his butler inside him.
Which is exactly what had happened, but in reality Ciel was alone, in his bath water that had been soiled by his seed, but Ciel didn't care for a brief moment, he just let each wave of his orgasm wash over him, but brief moments are exactly that, brief, the young lord attempted to hide what he had done by moving the water around it slightly hoping something would happen, and when he was satisfied he had hid his evidence well enough, he started to stand.
"Sebastian! i'm ready now!" by the time he had gotten out of the water his butler was knocking, he glanced back one more time to see if he had done a good enough job at attempting to rid the water of any evidence and then looked at the door. "Come in". Sebastian had always moved gracefully but the boy had never noticed till now in with the towel and wrapped it around the younger boy.
"Your night shirt is ready in the bedroom my lord" He bowed his head slightly at his master. Ciels head was facing downward slightly, as his face was hot and red again, he nodded and walked toward the door.
Sebastian looked down at the water in the tub, a flash of pink danced across the demons iris and a devious chuckle escaped his lips before following his Young lord to his room.
Ciel stood next to his bed, the towel still draped over his shoulders, Sebastian moves closer to him, the lords eyes still resting low on the floor as Sebastian started to dry his soft skin.
"You could have just told me you were busy pleasuring yourself, my lord" The words rang in Ciel's ears, his eyes widened and his teeth clenched in utter disbelief, as the butler slid the night shirt over his head and started with the buttons.
"What exactly are you implying?!" Ciel knew that this was a feeble attempt to cover his embarrassment.
"I'm implying young master, that you were touching yourself whilst in your bath. Who was it over? Mey Rin? Lady Middleford by any chance? Or was it a man?" The demon smirked at his young lord with his signature devilish grin. Ciel hated that grin, because he knew exactly what Sebastian thought.
"You dare to speak to me in such a vulgar tongue!? Who exactly do you think you are! How dare you think and say such filth around me! I am Ciel Phantomhive! You would do well to remember that!" Ciel got angry, the only way he knew how, by pushing anyone away. "Get out! Get out of my sight! i will call on you if and when i need you in the morning and until then i do not want to see your face!"
"Master? I..?" The demon knew he would get some sort of reaction but not one like this, he though maybe a slap, or a few harsh words but to push him out completely was unusual. Sebastian then realised, he struck a nerve, he knew he could not laugh or smile in front of his master, so he restrained himself, but he knew it must have been a man that got his master in that state.
"This is an order, Sebastian! Get out!" The seal on the boys eye burned bright purple, just as Sebastian hand burned in his gloves. The demon knelt down on one knee.
"Yes My Lord" and with that Ciel was alone, he stood next to his bed furious at himself and his butler. Ciel moved himself to the mirror and looked straight into the eyes of the reflection.
'Why is this happening?!' That was the only thing that Ciel could make out through the sea of screaming voiced in his head. The lords small frame was filled to the brim with hatred and anger, but this was a different kind of anger, this was anger directed at the man he didn't want to be angry at, but he had to keep his thought and feelings hidden, why would a demon want anything but a soul from a Phantomhive. He sighed as he moved himself to the bed and crawled underneath the covers, and as the minutes, that felt like hours, passed, his anger turned into sadness. His eyes welled up and he placed his mouth deep into his pillow and cried until he was exhausted and the young lord fell asleep.