My deepest apologies for taking so long on this update! I did get a review begging me to finish this one, and trust me, it was that review that pushed me to get it done faster! Life is insane right now, but I needed to pull a nice all-nighter to feel like myself again. Here it is, the second ending to The Sample.
Tagged for tentacles, smut, Sebastian x ciel, shota, in the tub, and no more tags because it might spoil the fun.
Please enjoy, and please alert me of any spoilers. When I do these late at night my eyes get too tired to do a thorough proofreading. Thanks again for reading!
Ciel slumped against the wall of the small bathtub, exhausted and allowing himself to soak in bliss. He couldn't believe what Sebastian had just done, but they would discuss it later. As he thought about it, he realized he didn't care as long as the other servants didn't find out. He could smell the lavender soap being poured as Sebastian readied a cloth to clean him. The gentle scent and warm water allowed him to drift, and he went back to what had just happened.
He had violated that place… but he claimed his intentions were to help him cool down and relax. They had definitely done that, Ciel thought as he clenched and still felt the strange coolness of his flesh. And after that orgasm, he was as loose as a broken violin string. He started to think of Sebastian's mouth. He could have done so much harm, but this demon, who was surely after only his soul, had lowered himself to the point of solely pleasuring his master. And that tongue… Ciel groaned as he thought of it, not noticing his body heating back up. He leaned back over the rim of the tub, letting his head fall back. Sebastian walked over silently, surprising the earl when he pressed the soaped cloth to his chest.
"Now then, bocchan…" Ciel could hear the smirk in his voice. He gave a derisive huff and kept his eyes closed, remaining haughtily silent with his natural scowl. Sebastian paid careful attention to Ciel's chest, scrubbing his soft nipples and running back down to his stomach carefully. He noticed the earl's arousal and grinned. "Young master, would you like me to make this bath more relaxing?"
"If it's possible, but stay quiet, you interrupted my thoughts." Sebastian laughed inwardly as he imagined what the earl must be thinking of to produce this physical reaction. Sebastian poured more hot water into the tub so the bath wouldn't get cold as he summoned his powers. The air filled with a foreboding chill and Ciel sank deeper into the water. Long, wispy tentacles grew from a portal near Sebastian's feet, and a thin, flat one suddenly wrapped around Ciel's head as a makeshift blindfold. "Ah! Sebastian! What is the meaning of this!"
"It would disgrace my master to allow him to see my lower, disgusting form. I have promised to relax my master, and I will, but I beg his forgiveness as it requires the temporary restriction of his vision."
"Not forgiven, release me!"
"Ah, my master has also requested quiet." Sebastian gave a fanged grin as he sent another up to wrap around the boy's mouth.
"Mm-mmm!" Ciel struggled, splashing and trying to get out. Sebastian controlled the shadowy, cool limbs, making them wrap around Ciel's middle to pin his arms to his side and keep him in the warm water. He didn't say anything as he continued to wash the young earl, soapy cloth roaming over his pale skin. More of the tentacles descended into the bath, and Sebastian changed their texture so they could massage Ciel. A few wound under his back and Ciel jerked back, trying to stop them from moving by pinning them against the tub. They kept wriggling and started pressing against his back in an up-down motion. He fought it for a minute, and groaned as it started to feel good. He slumped back down as they kneaded his tense muscles. Sebastian has never done anything to hurt me. He swore on my soul to follow my orders and act as my loyal butler. Perhaps he really is trying to do that and relax me…
Sebastian slid down to work on Ciel's legs and feet, pulling one out of the tub at a time and rinsing him with lavender-scented warm water. With his legs parted, a few smaller bumpy tentacles slithered down to his navel and hips, pressing into his soft skin. Ciel's chin jerked up in an attempt to stifle a moan, but he was unable to stop another as one quickly coiled around his half-hard shaft. Bastard! Let go of me! He squirmed, trying to kick his leg at Sebastian as he felt another curious appendage start to press at the tight coil of muscle underneath him. Sebastian focused on his work with a blank face, taking Ciel's ankle into a firm but gentle grip as he lathered it with soap and massaged between each toe. Ciel closed his eyes tight as the tip prodded at his entrance, and then slowly a thin appendage pushed inside, stretching him gradually.
"Hmmnng!" He protested, desperately trying to push it out. His other leg slipped and splashed as he struggled.
"Uh, Bocchan," Sebastian sighed in exhaustion. "You've gotten water all over the floor. I'll have to clean it again before dinner." He acted as though he didn't know the tentacles he controlled were beginning to violate his master. Ciel fought until the tentacle wound deep, its base getting painfully thick as it entered. The earl groaned, clenching and unclenching his fists in panic and scratching his thighs. "Young master, will I have to glove your hands again? I thought this scratching tic had gone away long ago," the butler said absently. Ciel gave a quick huff through his nose, too proud even blindfolded and silenced to admit he was scratching from anxiety. He noticed the thin, wriggling arm inside him had stopped moving deeper and was now just twisting around and undulating. His back arched with the feel of it, such an alien thing inside him moving of its own will. The very tip tickled a certain spot deep within him and he gasped through his nose. His collarbone hollowed as his head tilted back slightly, and the tentacle on his small shaft squeezed when it felt him twitch in response. Sebastian slowed his cleaning process to watch the earl become undone by his dark disciples.
The tentacle suddenly left and Sebastian heard a moan so quick and small in Ciel's throat no human could have caught it. He grinned, briefly, and a slightly thicker appendage came up next. It had a blunt end and was the thickness of three of the butler's slender fingers rounded together. It circled the hole teasingly and then pressed inside as the tentacle on Ciel's length stroked up and down to distract the earl. Sebastian could hear no other sounds from his proud master, but satisfied himself with watching Ciel's chest hitch and fall as though he were suffering his asthma. He affixed his ears to the vibration of Ciel's heart in his ribs, the muscle quickening in its cage like a pacing, aggravated animal.
My delicious bocchan…
Ciel finally gave another throaty moan as the tentacle hit his prostate dead-on, making the boy see white under his closed lids. The tentacle stopped, and then started making shallow, two-inch thrusts in and out of the boy to stimulate the spot. It hit the sensitive nub of nerves with perfect accuracy until Ciel was writhing in the warm water. The smell of lavender was now heavy in the air to him, and heat boiled in his stomach as the two tentacles worked him inside and out. He was suddenly sensitive and over-aware of the other tentacles massaging him more firmly on the back and legs and hips. Sebastian slowly released one of the earl's arms, pleased when it floated limp to the water's surface. He lifted it slowly and started scrubbing gently down his master's limb. Ciel focused on the hot white of each strike inside him and the soft, feathery black that matched the feeling of Sebastian cleaning between his fingers and under his nails carefully. Ciel moaned again. The butler caught a brief glance of the boy's face turning bright red with humiliation, but he looked away. A butler should not view their master in any way that would make them appear vulnerable or low, he thought smugly.
Ciel stifled a whine quietly in his throat as the tentacle pulled away and starting to massage the soft skin hanging down under his private. It cupped and rubbed him while the other swept over the tip of his cock to collect the pre-cum before it could stain the water. Another thicker tentacle approached him, this time skipping the pleasantries and starting to push in greedily. This one was twice the size of the last, but slipped in without difficulty after his thorough stretching. Ciel started to lose control completely, his hips bucking up and his veins lighting on fire. The tentacle quickly pushed in the rest of the way and Ciel could feel a discernible, phallic shape to this one. The lip of the head brushed over his spot and he yelped, the sound stopping at his throat again. Water sloshed as the thicker tentacle responded to his sound and started fucking him, sliding out to the last inch and then thrusting in to just past his spot and back. It pistoned in and out of him like a well-oiled machine until Ciel's gears were grinding with pleasure and his body writhed. Sebastian moved to the other arm, gradually letting him out of his restraints. Ciel didn't fight, just wriggled in the tub and thrusted to the pace set inside him. Sebastian licked his lips in a split second as he saw the vein twitching on Ciel's cock, saw him thrusting up higher with each hit of his spot, and he flicked a finger at the water. A thin tentacle suddenly wrapped around and choked the base of Ciel's cock, and the boy let out a loud whimper that soundly eerily feline. Sebastian eyed him hungrily and let the tentacle slip off Ciel's mouth. He leaned down by the boy's ear.
"You sound troubled, young master. Would you like me to relax you? I can relieve these tense, tight feeling," he said in a deep, silky voice he'd once used to tempt humans from their souls. Ciel's mouth turned in a scowl. Still so proud, Sebastian thought, fantasizing how his master would taste when the day finally came to feast. The look faded though as the tentacle kept fucking him and his body jerked in response. He looked away and nodded. "I need you to give me an order, bocchan," Sebastian smirked. Ciel turned his direction, frustrated by the blindfold tentacle.
"This is an order. Relieve me, Sebastian," he hissed through his teeth, cheeks burning red. Sebastian's eyes glowed for a split second and he pressed his thin lips to Ciel's ear.
"Yes… my lord," he whispered. In a second, his lower half was void of clothing and his coat was removed, all folded neatly on the floor out of splash radius of the tub. He slipped on long leg into the tub, waving off most of the tentacles, and lifted Ciel up so he could slide his knees under him. He positioned them so he knelt in the water, Ciel laying with his back supported on one angled wall of the tub and his knees spread by Sebastian's waist. The butler used the soapy cloth to stroke his half-hard shaft to full mast and lubricate it, then leaned forward and pressed the head to Ciel's entry. Not waiting for further instruction, he pushed in, holding back a groan at how tight the boy still was. His manhood was large, far larger than the boy's own and large than the tentacle that had been prepping him. Ciel's mouth opened in a long moan that echoed around the bathroom. Rather than try to cover it, Ciel used his hands to grip the sides of the tub for support. Sebastian continued to bury himself in the velvety tunnel that threatened to squeeze the life out of him until he was fully seated, at which point he held still and sat up. Ciel let out a quick yip of a moan every time he felt the demon twitch and jerk inside him.
It burns but… damn it all, it feels amazing… my blood begs me for his flesh, makes me want him to defile me like this. Damn demon. Ciel gripped the tub sides tighter and used his grip to pull himself closer to Sebastian by a couple inches. Sebastian understood he was ready and gripped the boy's smooth, ivory thighs in his long-fingered hands. He pulled out slowly and then rammed back inside, watching with a hungry smile as Ciel threw his head back in a loud cry. He did the same again, each time being rewarded with a mournful moan from his master. He didn't dare say anything to question his master's authority or pride, or to hint his vulnerability and ease of access. He contented himself with this rare opportunity to watch the earl unravel. The boy bucked his hips back at Sebastian greedily as the demon fucked him faster than the tentacles had. Slowly, the black appendages and shadows began to disappear, and a hot atmosphere descended upon them both. Sebastian's breath fell heavy on Ciel's chest as he leaned forward to get deeper. I will not finish until he does, my master must achieve his goals first. Water splashed out of the tub with the force of Sebastian's thrusts, and light bruises started to line the boy's legs. How beautiful, I will have to heal him later.
"Nn.. nyaa! Sebastian!" Ciel screamed, his cock jerking as a white flower blossomed into the water, its vines curling up towards Ciel's chest. Sebastian shuddered at both the unmatched sight of his master, undone by lust, and by the erotic tug of the boy's inner muscles on his cock. Sebastian gave a few more thrusts and spilled into Ciel, letting out a quiet groan as he did so. Ciel panted heavily, the medicine working to hold back his asthma and keep his airway open. What wonderful results, Sebastian thought as he sat up and swept his hair back with a wet hand. He slipped out of Ciel, watching a thin trail of white drain from the boy and into the water. He opened his eyes, unaware the blindfold was long gone, and stared up into Sebastian's glowing gaze. He gave a couple wordless huffs, not sure what to say, and he passed out, slumping against the tub wall.
"Sebastian!" Ciel snapped awake, feeling both sore and completely relaxed at the same time. Sebastian entered his room.
"Yes, bocchan?"
"What… what was the meaning of that?!"
"Of what, young master?" Sebastian approached his bedside and Ciel was suddenly aware of his nightshirt, the sheets, and the pillow at his back. "You fell asleep in the tub during your massage. I finished washing you and brought you here to rest while I cleaned and prepared dinner. You have excellent timing, it is ready and waiting for you in the dining hall."
"Sebastian. What happened in the bathroom?" Ciel growled, eyeing him.
"You were bathed according to your instructions," Sebastian said, giving him a blank look. "Is something wrong?"
"Nothing," Ciel said after a few minutes. "Add strange halluci- no, dreams, to the list of the drug's side effects," he said, turning so Sebastian could dress him.
"Yes… my lord," Sebastian said with an unseen grin.
Well there you have it! Was intended to be a oneshot, but I promised tentacles, so there they were! I hope you all liked it, I hope it was worth the wait, and please let me know how I did! Love you guys so much, mwah, Pinkstring out! 3
