(Excuse my ass, I barely speak English, please do not expect me to speak Victorian Era English xDDD)

Ciel

"These are my servants, Meyrin, Bard, and Finnian," introducing the servants that had been attending to him since the time of his birth to Sebastian who was lazily flipping through the paperworks that he had intended for his butler to do.

Sebastian looked up, "and?"

"Human, how dare you act with that attitude towards our young master? Want me to freeze you to death?" His hands in a fist, frost building up around it.

The earl laced his hands together, "and this young master of yours is my servant now. Are you saying I can't do as I please?"

"Anyways," Ciel interrupted, "since we'll be forming an official contract, it would only be natural for my servants to be bound to you as well," he explained to his uninterested master.

The master gave a nod, "I see. And? When do you intend to do this?"

"Right this instant," he answered proudly.

Sebastian blinked once and let out a small hum, "that's quite... anticlimactic. I thought it would be at night under a red moon or something of the sort just like in books."

"Well this isn't a book!" Starting to get frustrated.

"Young master," Bard cut in, "I agree with the human." The other servants nodded in agreement.

Ciel began shaking in embarrassment and frustration. Everything has been going wrong after he entered the Michaelis Manor. The sweets Sebastian personally made for him were all top class but the feeling of indignity was definitely not worth it. Maybe. Not really. His master made sweets that made him crave for more. When he asked Sebastian as to why he personally made the sweets and not let someone else do it, "it's my contract. It's only natural I personally do my part. My cute butler is doing his best to fulfill his part of the contract, isn't he? I feel I should do the same as well," was Sebastian's answer. Fine. He was staying but only for the sweets.

Sebastian then petted Ciel's head, "well. I don't mind doing it right now. That would save me a lot of trouble. Won't you do it, Ciel?"

"Very well..." was this his master's way of being considerate? How pitiful was he that a human had to be considerate of him. But... it oddly felt nice to be petted like that, "if you insist."

Sebastian

Sebastian had warned him that it'd be painful and indeed it was. When he was asked where he wanted the mark, he offered Ciel his left hand. There was searing pain where the faustian contract had started to appear.

"That hurt..." sitting on the edge of the bed, he said, shaking his hand.

"That's all you have to say?" Ciel walked towards him with a teacup in hand. His butler was still terrible with his job, but he seemed to be trying his best so Sebastian let a few mistakes slide. "I should have made it more painful. Here's your tea, master."

Sebastian reached for the teacup with his left hand which he dropped the moment it reached his hand. "Just as I thought. I really do not have any strength on my left hand. Is this normal?"

Ciel frowned at him, "no... as far as I know. It isn't. It shouldn't be," taking Sebastian's limp left hand in his.

"Butler's aren't supposed to touch their masters without permission."

The demon groaned, "I don't care about right now. Is your hand numb?" Worry obvious in his eyes. But Sebastian didn't point that out. He was sure that Ciel would pretend to not care if he did. Nonetheless, it felt... nice how gently his butler held his hand, "I could call Bard... he knows a lot about these kinds of things more than I do," weighing out his options carefully.

Sebastian took his hand away, "no."

"But ―

"That is an order," studying his butler curiously. Apparently, his appearance in the human world was small because he had been cursed by his foe. Alois, if he remembered correctly, was the name. Although he would bet that this Alois' curse was placed for another reason. One that was of perverse nature, "and what did I teach you to say to that?"

The lad grunted, "yes, my lord," he had said with a graceful bow.

Ciel

"Good. Very good. You are learning."

His master was pleased going by the smug expression he had on that damned good looking face. If he was a demon, he'd definitely have a harem of women. Demon women specifically because Sebastian already has human ones. Those hazy-eyed, drooling females always irritated him although he didn't really know why. Probably because they always tried to order him around. Tell your master so-and-so is here this and tell your master so-and-so is here that. What was so good about this human? But then again, he knew the answer to that. He could actually write down quite a few and the thought of that only irritated him more.

"If you say so," he said with a huff, not in a very good mood.

Sebastian stood up, "is my bath ready?"

"Yes. The scents you've ordered are ready for your use as well," Ciel had usually tried his best to use honorifics and be polite, but today just was not a very good day for him, "I'm going to clean up here so take your time." Getting on one knee, he began to pick up the shards of broken glass.

"What are you talking about? You're going to have to help me bathe."

"What?" he let out a laugh thinking that his master was joking, he looked up only to find that Sebastian was serious, "excuse me?"

Sebastian raised a brow, "I can't function so well without my dominant hand, now can I? Since my hand is numb due to your failure, do not you think that it is your responsibility to make sure I'm doing well? I am your master after all."

Failure. That was an unacceptable word. "Just until your hand is better."

* . * . *

Once in the washroom, his master stood there as if waiting for him to do something.

"What is it now, my lord?"

"Are you not going to undress me?"

His face suddenly felt warm, "why would I?"

In response, Sebastian lifted his left arm, his hand fell limply around the wrist, "putting clothes on might be difficult for you, but taking them off might prove to be much easier. Or can you not do something so easy?" Picking on the butler's pride once again.

One of these days... you'll regret having messed with this demon. Ciel thought to himself, giving his master an evil look.

"Well, can you?"

"Of course, I can!"

When Sebastian then let his hands fall to his sides, Ciel stood in front of his master and began undressing him. He started with the necktie, the blazer before moving on to the dress shirt. Why did humans have so wear so much clothing for blazes' sake? And his human heart was beating so loud that he could hear it, was the thing broken? He'll need to have it fixed when he gets the time.

"Feel free to join me" Sebastian said with a smile as he got into the tub, "if it's you, then I guess I don't mind."

"Huh? What are you going on about, my lord? Did the water cause for your brain to overheat?" He answered calmly as he picked up the pieces of clothing on the floor. Folding them were beyond his capabilities. He was a tactician excelling in calculations and theories to bring the enemy down not laundry.

Sebastian chuckled as if enjoying the exchange, "no, the water is the perfect temperature as expected. But you do keep staring at me, do you want to join me perhaps?"

"Please do not mistake me for an adventuress. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a few errands to run but I will be back . Keep yourself entertained until then."

"Are you telling me to use my hand?"

"If you are so inclined, and if that makes you much easier to handle, then please do."

Sebastian laughed, "is that so? But, you do know that because of someone, my dominant hand isn't working, yes? Won't you give me a hand?"

Ciel balled his hands into a fist in outrage, his face turning red, "excuse me!" Without even being dismissed, the demon stormed out of the room and headed for the kitchen where he found Tanaka boiling water for the master's tea.

The old man chuckled, "did you have an argument with the master again?"

"How can you stand having to serve someone like that all these years without not having murdered him?" Crossing his arms with a huff.

""Someone like that"? You mean the master, yes?" An expression of fondness showing on the old man's face, "he only acts that way towards you," when Ciel gave the old man an odd look, he continued, "oh my, you didn't know? The young master is..."

"The young master is?" Raising a brow.

Tanaka chuckled and shook his head, "no, it is not something for me to tell."

"But... seeing how much you treasure the master, you must be angry at me. I injured his hand. Now he can't do the most basic of things because it's his dominant one..."

"Not at all, the master doesn't seem to mind so who am I to be angry at you? Besides, he seems to be enjoying himself. In any case, I should thank you." The old butler blinked as if an epiphany had just hit him, "what are you talking a-" he laughed. "I see. The master really is fond of you."

* . * . *

After hearing Tanaka's explanation, Ciel stormed back into the washroom, "you bastard! Human, how dare you fool me! Tanaka just told me that you're ambidextrous." The butler then stopped abruptly when he saw what position his master was in. He couldn't really see where Sebastian's right hand was due to all of the suds in the water but after a quick calculation of how long the human's arm was and the angle of his elbow, the human's hand was highly likely between his legs, "have... I walked in at an inconvenient time?"

And that is all for chapter three! I'll be seeing you in the next chapter!

I don't know why... but I kept spelling butler as buttler... anyone else have this problem or am I just too much of a pervert? xD