Chapter 2 :) yaoi here so if that isn't your thing then stay away. If it is, then read on (graphic yaoi will follow in the next chapter ^.^) I love this pair so much 3 this was originally gonna be a oneshot just cause it's my first one but I guess it's turned out a little longer :)

Ciel gradually awoke, aware of a comforting warmth surrounding his entire body. As he became adjusted to his surroundings, he noticed a throbbing ache in his lower half which seemed to demand more and more of his attention the longer he tried to ignore it.
"Bocchan?" Ciel jumped at the sudden sound, immediately realising what the soft heat enveloping him was. Sebastian's crisp voice triggered his memories of the previous night, and the reason why he slept in his butler's arms came flooding back. Ciel's cheeks flushed bright red at the memory of his weakness and vulnerability.

The reminder of his dream caused Ciel to begin shaking slightly again, and as he shifted in an attempt to hide this from Sebastian- a futile endeavour given that Sebastian surrounded him completely- he was reminded of the ache in his groin. Ciel's eyes grew wide as he realised what it was, and his already flushed cheeks almost glowed with embarassment. He squirmed, trying to escape Sebastian's arms and get off the bed.

However Sebastian was unwilling to relinquish his hold on Ciel and only allowed the boy to sit up before hugging him close to his body again.
"Sebastian. Let. Me. Go." Ciel's voice was firm and forbade any argument from Sebastian. Unable to disobey such a direct order, Sebastian was forced to let Ciel move away from him. Ciel stood awkwardly in front of Sebastian for a few seconds before looking down, following the direction of Sebastian's glances. This made him realise that his arousal was even more evident beneath his thin nightshirt when standing. Ciel attempted to mask his problem by turning away from Sebastian and walking as fast as he could towards his desk, but it was far too late.

Sebastian finally managed to tear his eyes away from the enticing sight of his master, aroused and haloed in golden dawn sunlight from the window. He could feel his own arousal harden and stood up, knowing the significant tent in his trousers could hardly fail to capture Ciel's attention. Sure enough Ciel's eyes grew wide again as he stared at the demon's crotch and his gaze became fixated on it. Noting this, Sebastian smiled to himself and approached his master.

"Bocchan, as you are awake, would you like me to dress you before I fetch your breakfast?" Ciel knew there was no way he would be able to maintain his self control, however strong it usually was if Sebastian began to undress him, so he quickly refused the offer and instead sent Sebastian to prepare breakfast.

By the time Sebastian returned with a selection of breakfasts for Ciel, the boy had managed to dress himself- albeit hurriedly, so his buttons were mismatched and his ribbon was crooked. Thankfully Ciel had eventually managed to will away his erection, although he found it difficult because thoughts of Sebastian, and how his body seemed to fit so neatly with his own, kept entering his head.

In fact, the moment Sebastian entered the room Ciel found his body reacting of its own accord in a most unwelcome manner. He immediately attempted to hide this by sitting behind his desk again, although this was pointless as from his constant shifting and fidgeting Sebastian could tell his master was uncomfortable.

Sebastian crossed the room, announcing Ciel's options for breakfast and explaining his various appointment and meetings scheduled for today. Once the tray was set down and Ciel's tea was brewing, Sebastian moved to stand neatly behind his master, ever present and ready to perform whatever was required of him. Ciel ate in silence, acutely aware of the demon standing behind him.

Once Ciel had finished eating Sebastian cleared his throat to speak, but the sudden sound automatically caused Ciel to turn towards the source- leaving his face scant inches away from Sebastian's crotch. For the second time that morning Ciel's face flushed bright red, however this time he managed to keep remarkable control over himself and there was only a slight quaver to his monotonous voice as he stood up and said,
"Yes Sebastian, what is it?" Standing up had been a bad idea for Ciel's self control. He was no longer face to crotch with Sebastian, but he was close enough to feel his butlers breath on his face as Sebastian replied,
"Young master, if I may, your current attire is hardly proper for the heir to the Phantomhive estate." Ciel looked down and realised how bad he was at dressing himself. His clothes were in disarray and his jacket didn't match his shorts at all.
"Very well Sebastian, you may dress me properly." Ciel replied as loftily as he could. Surely if Sebastian was only straightening his clothes he would be able to keep a hold on himself, right?