A/N: It's 'Ragi with the third installment of MotC. I really hope you can forgive me for my hiatus. I had no motivation for this chapter whatsoever. Warning: Yaoi. Don't like = don't read. For those who don't care for yaoi, I will leave a note at the end for any information needed for the plot.
Oz's POV
He's so similar. The way he's so composed around me. He is very concerned for my wellbeing. There is hardly a moment when he thinks for himself. Instead, he tries his best to make sure that I am comfortable, happy. He's so polite and obedient. It isn't like he's a trained puppy, no, he's more like an independent cat who obeys his master, knowing that in the long run there will be a payoff. What is that payoff anyways? What does this Sebastian have to gain from me?
"Young Master, is there something you wanted? You keep staring at me." His eyes look intently at me, as if trying to delve into the depths of my mind to figure out my deepest secrets. I can already tell he's curious about Alice and it'd be best to keep her secret away from him. Still, there is such sincerity in his being its hard not to trust him. He is so similar to Gilbert but there is even more to him.
"I'm fine. Can you tell me more about this space on the wall? I can see that there used to be a passive portrait here."
Sebastian gazes up at the blank wall for a moment. His red eyes flicker as if remembering something important. Everything about him is so elegant… "This used to be the resting place for a portrait of the Earl's deceased parents. Lord Phantomhive had difficulty seeing them every time he passed through so he wanted it taken down."
In my opinion, I think taking the picture down is worse than leaving it up. If all you see is emptiness, you will be reminded that they are no longer in the world. Still, I will not question the Young Lord's decision because he is his own person and he can do whatever he wishes. It must be difficult for him to be running such a successful business and yet being so young. I must admit, there is something very mature about him. It's as if he knows or has too many dark secrets to be young again. His life must be weighted down by darkness only seen by few. There's not a doubt in my mind that Sebastian knows everything about Ciel. There has to be a good reason why he is caring over the boy.
"What were they like? His parents?"
"I never met them myself. I was hired after they passed on. I've been helping him recover from his loss and keep the business running without flaw. His Lord's state of mind is very important to me. I don't want him to become impure for some insignificant reason."
My heart skips a beat. No matter how long I've been around this butler, I cannot help the feeling that there is something about him. I'm… drawn… towards him as if he has his own sort of gravity. The sight of him makes my palms sweat and heart race. His concerned personality isn't helping the situation either. I want to trust him with everything I know. I want him to be my confidant.
"Sebastian!" We both turn to the shrill voice. Lady Elizabeth is at the foot of the stairs, tears at the corners of her eyes. She looks up at us with her green orbs and clasps her hands dramatically to her chest. "Sebastian, help me! Everywhere I go I see Miss Alice! She looks at me and it's like she's reading my very thoughts! It's scary!"
The butler sighs before heading down the stairs. "I'm sure if you confront her you can get your fear sorted out."
As soon as she's in reach, she wraps her arms around Sebastian, burying her face in his chest. "But she's scaring me!"
Sebastian leans over and whispers something quietly into her ear for a moment. After a pause, Elizabeth nods, somehow reassured. "Alright!" She turns tail and takes off. Is she not as ditzy as she seems? She thinks Alice is scary. Is it a connection to Alice being a Chain? Then again, Alice is a little… brash. She makes a statement wherever she goes and that can be a little intimidating.
"Shall we continue onwards again, Young Master?" Out of nowhere, Sebastian appears to my side, looking at me with those captivating eyes. My heart leaps into my throat, making it difficult to breathe, nonetheless speak. So I nod in response. A devilish grin crosses his face in a single moment. "I am going to take you somewhere special then. Only Lord Phantomhive and I know of this place. You will be the first outsider to experience it."
Sebastian lightly takes my arm and electricity races through my veins. I'm in a stupor as he pulls me through the mansion. I'm vaguely aware of him pulling me down, deeper into the ground, as if in some forbidden place. I can't focus on the scenery around me due to the sensations shooting though my body. The very essence of Sebastian is sending me into a state of no return.
Before I know it, everything stops and my vision focuses on this secret room. What is before me forces all of my air from my lungs. This… is terrifying. It is a torture chamber. There is a centerpiece that draws my attention away from all of the other instruments of evil. It is a wooden bed with chains at the head and foot with a crank on one end. I can just imagine someone being strapped to it and being pulled into two separate halves. The prospect is frightening.
"Now, Oz Vessalius," he asks in a strange voice. "Would you care to enlighten me on the Chains?"
He's still polite but still so threatening at the same time. What have I gotten myself into? Where is Gil when I need him? I can't possibly answer his question. No matter what I do or say, I will still be putty in his hands. The best thing I can do is suffer through whatever will happen and hope that Break, Alice, or Gil will come and save me. The chance of such a thing happening: slim to none. I'm done for, I can just tell.
"Hm? Why so quiet? I am merely asking a question. If you do not answer, I may be forced to take action." His eyes are bearing down upon me. The red color seems so swirl as if trying to draw me into a sense of drowsiness. This butler cannot be just a regular human being. He must be something more… something darker. Is he a Chain as well? Is he like Alice? But then again, if he was, Alice would have told me. Or would she?
Due to my silence, I find myself being forcefully pushed against a wall. Before I know it, my wrists are tied above my head and my ankles are locked together. There will be no one to hear me scream. For some reason, my heart doesn't beat faster from fear but rather excitement. It's almost as if my body is telling me I want this. But I shouldn't want it. He's threatening me with things that could possibly maim or kill me. I shouldn't be getting excited… it just isn't right.
The sound reaches me before the pain does. It is harsh, like the sound of a thunderclap too close to home. It embeds into my head until my ears ring painfully. The wave of horrible pain shoots from my upper left arm and through my body at a breakneck pace. I can feel the skin splitting from the force and the blood trickling out. This shouldn't be happening to me. The pounding pain brings tears to eyes and I can't help the words that suddenly slip out. "What do you want to know?"
The butler that has been driving me insane gives me a smile that could melt the coldest heart. His eyes soften just a bit. "There you go… now time for a bit of a reward…"
He leans forward and wipes one of my tears with his thumb. His hands are still covered by his gloves but I can still feel the blood running through his veins. However it only takes a moment before he withdraws, bringing the whip into view again. I can't help the rush of blood coursing through my body.
"So can you tell me anything about the Chains in London?"
"I-I don't know what you're talking about."
There is another loud crack and a swollen red mark on my right arm is almost on the same spot as the one on my left arm. The sting hurts but for some reason it isn't as bad as I thought it would be. Is he going easy on me? In our moments of brief contact I could feel all of the power resting underneath his skin… it's unearthly. Why does he want to know these things anyway?
"Chains… they aren't bound to the Earth we know." As soon as I finish the sentence, Sebastian draws closer and carefully runs his tongue across one of the cuts. A blissful shiver runs up my spine, resting in the center of my neck. In order to get rid of the strange feeling, I tilt my head backwards. Suddenly I feel him trail a finger over my neck, drawing designs.
"Is there anything else about Chains you would like for me to know?" His touch is soft, teasing. I am completely at his mercy. How did I end up in this situation? My mind is racing too fast for me to make sense of anything. Who is Sebastian? Surely he's more than what he seems and despite not knowing him, I'm still drawn to him. He's like a brilliant fire, flaring in colors of red and yellow, reaching for the unknown. It's almost like he will be a salvation to the kind of life I'm living.
"There is a dimension called the Abyss," I tell him. At this, he latches onto my neck with his lips. Heat blooms wherever his lips touch me. It's like he's transferring his fire into me… and I like it. I wonder what else he would do if I told him more? "The Abyss is where the Chains are coming from."
Sebastian suddenly tears open my shirt and begins to move his trail of kisses down my chest. I can't help the pounding of my heart or the growing pain between my legs. If I continue to tell him about the Chains I wonder how far he will go. How far do I want him to go? Well, there's no time like the present to find out. "The Intention of the Abyss controls everything in her realm, including the Chains."
He then goes to begin undoing my pants. I can feel his breath so close to that special spot. Shockwaves of intense pleasure reverberate through my body as if I am the epicenter of an earthquake. How shameful… he hasn't even really done anything yet. "The Intention of the Abyss… is Alice's sister."
At this, Sebastian shoots up and locks his lips with mine. I close my eyes, reveling in the sensation. I feel his tongue probe at my mouth, desiring access. Who am I to stop him? Our tongues begin a battle, a dance, of heated emotions. Deep down, I realize that ever since I've met Sebastian, I wanted this sort of encounter to occur. I needed this encounter to occur. I want him to know everything about me. He is special to me and there is no telling why that is.
Our kiss deepens as he puts his hands on either side of my face. I feel them sliding down past my neck, across the plane of my chest, and to the hem of my boxers. He pulls at them, lips never leaving mine. Before he does anything though, he pulls back slightly. He withdraws a set of keys from one of his pockets and unlocks me from my prison.
All around the chamber, candles are lit, the only source of light. Somehow, the flickering brightness and the dancing shadows seem to magnify my senses. I am aware of every little object in the room. Still, the only one that deserves my attention is the brilliant flame lavishing kisses upon my skin. Did I do something wrong, telling Sebastian a little about the Chains? I guess it doesn't really matter. Of course, only my servant-for-a-day Sebastian needs my focus.
He lifts me and lays me on the wooden bed with the chain restraints. Surprisingly, he doesn't tie me up. He climbs over me and sits up as he begins to take off his clothes. Soon, leaning over me is an angel. His skin is flawless, pale. There is not a single blemish upon him. His black hair and red eyes are stark contrast to the rest of him, making them the focus of my attention. I can almost imagine a halo atop his head.
He puts his lips to my ear and whispers, "Now you will see what you will get for being oh so cooperative." Another shiver pinches at my spine as his warm breath tickles my ear. As if on its own, my head turns to one side, exposing my neck to him. He immediately attacks my throat with nips and licks. Each little touch, little movement, only makes me want more. Does he know how much I need this? He must.
"Sebastian… I want more…"
I can feel as his piercing eyes look into me. "Is that an order, Young Master?"
My skin is on fire. I can't control my rapid breathing. The only thing I'm aware of is Sebastian and the throbbing between my legs. I can't help the words that come out. "Sebastian, take me!"
He kisses the center of my chest and I can feel his smirk upon my skin. "Of course."
Before I know it, he places his fingers before my mouth, motives clear. I take them into my mouth, making sure that my eyes never leave the captivating ones belonging to the flame. I make sure to coat them completely in saliva. Before I know it, he removes them and his hand disappears from my field of vision. I can't help but to flinch when his fingers find their way to my rear entrance. My hips roll downwards, knowing what I want to do before I can even think about it. I can feel him all around me. He's enveloping me in his light.
This angel is going to take me…
"Young master, are you sure this is what you want?" How is it possible? How is it possible that he can keep a straight voice but I can barely speak without gasping? Am I even understandable?
"Please… please continue, S-Sebastian."
I feel the first finger slide in without any hesitation. The sensation is a little uncomfortable but not completely horrible. The appendage moves, and I relax my muscles around him. This causes him to promptly add a second finger. This causes a sharp pain running up my back and I can't stop a little yelp. Before I have time to say anything, his lips crash onto mine.
Whatever pain I might have been feeling is suddenly lost in the passionate kiss. I can feel his tongue mapping the inside of my mouth. I have no doubt in my mind that this guy has had many encounters like this one before. Of course I'm a little bit jealous of all his previous, mysterious lovers but the fact of the matter is that he's here, with me right now. I will treasure each moment.
When his lips pull away, there is a moment of sadness at the separation but they reconnect once again to my neck, my chest. They leave burning trails in their wake. His free hand roams around my body as if searching. At this point, with the addition of a third finger, there is no more resistance. I can sense it before the moment it happens. He removes his fingers and replaces it with something much more filling. Both of our lungs catch during this moment of final connection. I don't know if he realizes how good this feels. His hands, to either side of me, are gripping at the wood, trying to find some sort of purchase.
"Young Master, tell me when I can move."
"Sebastian, just move."
In an instant he does as told. He pulls out slowly and when there is only the tip left inside, he snaps his hips forward in a rough fashion. My mind is transported into a world all its own. White flecks dance in my vision. This stimulation is too much to bear. Still, he continues at a smooth pace, in and out, filling my mind with stars. His hand grasps my own and I can feel him aching to move faster, harder. He's doing his best to control himself. Who am I to deny his pleasure?
"Faster… I need more Sebastian!"
In an instant his speed increases until the only thing I can hear is the panting of our breaths and the sharp noise of skin against skin. He is all around me, he is everything. Suddenly, my stomach coils and a tsunami of pleasure shoots up my spine. He hits the same spot in his next thrust and everything turns red. I scream out his name as the tension between my legs fades and everything begins to go dark.
Normal POV
Sebastian takes a cleaned and freshly clothed Oz to his room. Carefully, he places the unconscious blond on his bed and places a kiss upon his forehead. "It seems that my new Young Master's friend Alice knows what is going on." He smirks, leaving the dark room.
A/N: So for those who skipped the yaoi scene… Basically the only progress made was that Sebastian got Oz to say that the ordeal with the Chains in London has something to do with Alice. Also, the next chapter will be written by my editor and co writer Teru!
