Author Commentary: Sebastian goes somewhat creeper and Ciel gets all angry about Matryoshka dolls.
Rating: T
Warnings: Mpreg, yaoi/shonen-ai
Disclaimer: I do not own Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji.
Sebastian looked Ciel's body over, admiring every detail, no matter how small.
The demon's eyes drifted to Ciel's swelled belly.
Ciel moaned in his sleep, "Sebas-Sebastian, gi-give it to me."
"Too bad you're sleeping," Sebastian thought. "I would be more then happy to."
Sebastian gently touched Ciel's stomach, looking for fetal signs of life. Just as the demon was about to give up, there was a slight pressure in the area where his hand rested.
"Amazing," Sebastian whispered. "How amazing."
Ciel became semi-awake and moved against Sebastian, causing their stomachs to touch.
Sebastian could definetly feel the child's movement.
Ciel wrapped his arms around Sebastian's neck. The earl could be rather loving when exhausted (but being pregnant did also help). "Se-Sebastian…"
"What?" Sebastian asked, as he stroked Ciel's hair.
"What time is it?" Ciel croaked.
"Six o'clock in the morning," Sebastian responded.
"My meetings for today?"
Sebastian was close to laughing. His young lover had just woke and was all ready talking business. How typical. "You are meeting with Erik Schipper to discuss the deal with the German candies at ten and with Dmitri Nascevich for the toy deal at noon."
"Dmitri - what are we planning on making for him?" Ciel mumbled.
"Matryoshka dolls."
"Damn Russky shit," Ciel grumbled.
Sebastian gently rubbed Ciel's back. "It will make quite the money, Ciel."
"Sebastian, could you do me a favor?"
Sebastian smiled. "Of course."
"Cancel all my meetings." Ciel snuggled closer to Sebastian. "I want to spend some time with you."
"You are so sweet." Sebastian poked Ciel's nose.
Ciel shot daggers at the demon. "Not another word."