A.N - Ok guys, I love you so much! :) Your reviews are so awesome! I love reading them and hope I manage to respond to them all!
I assume you all noticed the 'romance' category and the 'CielXSebastian' pairing when you chose to read this. I WARN you once more, here there be boys smooching! I feel very naughty since this is my first attempt at a proper kiss. lol. Tell me if it's bad. *hides head*
So...Warning - I may up the rating, because Ciel and Sebastian are too awesome together to resist some yaoi. You have been warned more than enough times!
Disclaimer - I do not own anything in this story other than the plot and random version of Hell!
Methods Of Entertainment
Sebastian walked a step behind his master, slightly to his right, watching the small boy take in his surroundings. After a pleasant walk through the grounds and out of his home's gates, Ciel had been greeted by an open expanse of nothingness. There was the faint hint of a purple substance for them to walk on, and the occasional swirl of muted colour moving through the blankness. Reacting instinctively to the unknown, Ciel drew back until he was pressed against his butler, head tilted back to gaze at the tall man questioningly. Sebastian simply smiled, gently covered his master's visible eye and, holding him about the waist with his free arm, exercised his will and teleported them to the gateway nearest to the central town. Ciel, once released, gazed down the red grassed pathway that led to the sprawling town nestled in a rocky bowl. They had suddenly appeared in the centre of an ancient structure of rocks stacked and balanced atop each other. Smiling brightly at his companion – not even questioning how they'd appeared in such a place, Ciel stepped out and headed towards the town, bright blue eyes taking everything in. Sebastian was admiring the child's inquisitive nature as well as the grace with which he moved. The long soft green coat swirled with Ciel's movements, his cane, topped with a silver skull, shone in the muted sunlight. He looked as if he were made to be here, walking this path into the central most hub of Hell.
Unknown to Sebastian, Ciel's bright happiness was partially false. He was thrilled to be out of the house and was excited to be experiencing new things; however, every step he took that furthered him from home somehow seemed to increase the discomfort in his stomach. He tried convincing himself that it was his body complaining the lack of breakfast. That was the only meal he ever really felt he actually needed these days. But if he didn't actually need it, there was no use in eating and his stomach should just get used to the idea! Trying to take his mind off of his complaining innards, Ciel turned his attention to his surroundings, surprised at what he saw. The road he and Sebastian walked on was not paved, but grassy, though there were two narrow strips framing the grassed road that were made of what appeared to be a deep purple slate-like stone shaped into interconnecting stars. The land around them sloped down towards the town and turned from yellow grass lands dotted with silver leaved and black barked trees to a rocky landscape full of unusual hues. Ciel looked at the brightly coloured orange and green rocks intermingled with more muted blues and lilacs. The road continued to be made of grass right to the entrance of the town where it appeared to become red gravel or dirt.
The town itself was built in concentric rings, resembling a wheel with four main roads leading in at what Ciel assumed were the points of a compass. The very centre of the settlement held a wide open area surfaced in the red grass of the road. It was filled with people in what appeared to be a kind of open air market or auction. A road circled this and then there were many small buildings made half of the stone from the surrounding area, and half from the unusual naturally black wood from the native trees. From what he could see, the majority of people leaving the market entered one of these buildings. The next road split the half and half buildings from ones made of only stone or only wood. The stone buildings looked to be for entertainment, from pubs and casinos to theatres and concert halls. The wooden buildings looked to be available for hire; the occasional small group of people left the buildings in the first ring and entered the wooden buildings on the second. The third ring was filled with shops where it looked like you could purchase anything you desired from toys to jewellery to musical instruments and furniture. The outer circle was obviously meant for the stabling of horses and the relaxation of travellers. They were all inns and spas with beautiful gardens and open air baths. Each of the buildings had its own series stables and paddocks with the addition of a small building that appeared to cater to feeding the horses from barrows.
Each circle of the town was clearly built so that it could overlook the market but not block the view for the outer circles. It almost resembled an amphitheatre from the gently sloping surroundings. The outer circle was built into the walls of the hollow; steps lead down into the town itself with ramps either side for horses. Ciel was thoroughly fascinated by the unusual design and happily distracted from his snarling stomach which, luckily, was not actually making any audible noise. As the pair stepped down into the town's outer circle, Sebastian moved closer to his young master, staring around his balefully, as if daring anyone to come closer than they should to the boy. Ciel was much too busy staring at the horses nearest to him in the closest paddock of what appeared to be a bath house.
"Sebastian...that horse has teeth." He stated, eyes glued to the beautiful palomino horse. The demon chuckled.
"Most horses do, my Lord." Ciel scowled at his butler and huffed indignantly.
"Yes Sebastian, but that horse's teeth are sharp. Like a carnivore's. Do the people here file their creature's teeth?" The boy supposed that it might be aesthetically pleasing here for your mode of transportation to look blood thirsty. Sebastian covered his mouth to hold back a laugh before responding.
"No, my Lord. The horse's teeth are pointed because they are carnivorous." The child spun around to stare at his butler in utter shock and disbelief. His only response was to be turned back around by the butler who then pointed out a man pushing a barrow full of raw meat towards the palomino, which proceeded to jealously gulp down the slippery meal as quickly as it could. Ciel shivered.
"That just seems...wrong." he muttered remembering quite clearly how his pony used to gently lip carrots and apples from his hand. And the fact that his stomach practically screamed at him as he watched the horse eat...Ciel was beginning to feel rather ill. Sebastian tugged the teenager away from the paddocks and down the road into the next circle of the town. The child followed quietly, trying to press his hands against his stomach (in the attempts to stop it feeling like it was gnawing its way through his abdomen) without Sebastian seeing.
Sebastian smirked at his young master's mumbled words and, gently grasping the boy's sleeve in a gloved hand, led him towards the next circle of the town. "Why don't we do some shopping, my lord?" he asked, glancing down at the child. Ciel, roused from his thoughts about carnivorous horses and sadly reawakened to the snarling of his stomach, made eye contact with his butler.
"At the market?" he questioned, gaze drawn down the road to focus on the circle of red grass at the very centre of the town. The demon butler looked very confused at first but when he followed the direction of Ciel's focus, he paled slightly and shook his head.
"No Young Master, you do not want to go there. This is the shopping district right here." Sebastian gestured grandly at the collection of various shops and seemed relieved when his charge simply nodded and began browsing through a stall filled with magic charms.
As Ciel seemed to sift through a vast number of little charms which made his skin tingle when his fingers neared them, he was in actual fact struggling to remain sane. The ache in his midriff had bloomed into a tempest. He felt his stomach roaring and writhing within him like a caged animal, ripping at its fleshy prison in an attempt to find something to devour. The boy was slowly draining of all colour, his lips had even paled despite how hard he was chewing them in an attempt to remain quiet. Surely this should have bought at least a little blood to the surface? But it seemed that Ciel's blood had retreated within, curling about his roiling stomach in an attempt to control it leaving his limbs weak and his vision slightly hazy.
The boy had been waiting for Sebastian to suggest they stopped for lunch, but slowly the realisation dawned on him that the raven haired man would do no such thing. It was unfair that he was so unaffected by this writhing hunger, or perhaps Ciel was just not used to it. Maybe he needed to visit earth to feast on a soul or three. But that thought made him feel even queasier. Many people had died by his order, but the idea of killing an innocent simply to eat their soul was slightly sickening. Even if he carefully chose to hunt a criminal, it would still be killing for his own gain, not for some greater good. And though he was a demon now, Ciel could not condone such an act, even if his stomach were slowly digesting itself. After slowly moving to and examining three more stores, Ciel finally could no longer stand it. Grabbing at Sebastian's tie he tugged his startled butler to his eye level and, allowing his eyes to glow red, hissed at the poor man.
"Sebastian, I am hungry!" The man, held by a fist so tight the knuckles had whitened, blinked. Ciel rarely showed his new demonic side, and now his eyes were shining, red and demonic, pupils the narrowest of slits. Sebastian swallowed, awed at the power the small boy was emitting.
"Then we should return to the manor Young Master." Sebastian moved to pull away from the child but was stopped by a tug on his tie.
"No." Ciel shook his head vehemently. "I must eat now."
"But, my Lord..." Sebastian's mouth remained open for a moment longer than necessary when he was cut off.
"No Sebastian. There must be something I can eat here, yes?"
"Well...I suppose there is. But you won't like it." The demon looked uncomfortable. Ciel scowled.
"I don't care. Bring me something to eat immediately."
"Young Master, I can't. It is highly improper..." Ciel's eyes blazed.
"Sebastian, do not make me repeat myself."
"At least let us move to the inns, somewhere more private?" Sebastian almost pleaded. This seemed to break Ciel's strength and the child's eyes reverted back to their natural blue before filling with tears.
"It hurts Sebastian." He whimpered, feeling as though he were about to faint.
"It will take but a moment Young Master." Sebastian said sympathetically, silently berating himself for such a lack of forethought. He scooped the boy into his arms and asked that he feign sleep. Finding the task simple, trusting Sebastian to take him somewhere where he could sate his hunger, Ciel went limp in the man's arms. Sebastian made quick progress the nearest inn and hired a room before disappearing inside and locking the door. Ciel was placed carefully on his feet and found himself met by a solemn gaze. "Are you quite certain you want to do this?" Sebastian queried, his instincts roaring that he feed the poor little child, but a small part of his mind rationally arguing against it. Ciel felt hazy.
"I...why would I...go and cook me..." He was confused by his butler's words, why would he question wanting to eat? His stomach wailed at him, thrashing about below his rib cage in such a violent manner that he slid to the floor and drew his knees to his chest, clutching them tightly, trying to remain whole. The boy pressed his face against his knees, drawing in deep shuddering breaths. "Please." He whispered, eyes stinging with tears.
"My Lord." Sebastian sounded pained. "This is not a mortal hunger. I will have to feed you almost as a parent bird would its chick." He was hesitant, cupping the boy's face almost tenderly. Ciel was so lost to his hunger that the thought of regurgitated food did not faze him in the slightest. If anything, the idea that he would not have to pause even to chew was a blessing.
"Sebastian, please, I can't stand it." Ciel murmured; his pride in tatters as he tilted his head and fluttered his eyes closed. Sebastian watched as his Young Master opened his mouth slightly, the very image of an obedient young bird. He was ever the faithful servant after all; there was no way he could deny such a plea. Moving slowly at first, watching his master, Sebastian removed his gloves and gently brushed parted lips closed. Ciel's forehead creased and he let out a whimper, desperate that nothing slowed the relief of the pain in his abdomen. Smirking, Sebastian moved closer, lips hovering a mere breath from the pouting, soft lips offered to him. He paused, breathing out a warm rush of air and felt Ciel shiver in eagerness beneath his hands still cupping the child's round cheeks. Moving carefully, as if afraid to damage the boy, Sebastian pressed their lips together.
Ciel stilled at the gentle contact. A part of him was wary of his butler's actions, knowing that this was frowned upon. Then again, he had been warned that it was 'improper'. Ignoring his better judgement in the face of his stomach still snapping like a starving tiger, Ciel simply parted his lips once more, waiting as patiently as he could for his meal. Even as he waited, the boy began to wonder about the wisdom of his actions. Sebastian was kissing him. It was wrong, but didn't feel bad exactly. In fact, if he tried to ignore his stomach's pain, he felt a slight fluttering sensation inside him. It may have been pleasant, were it not combined with the lurching of his stomach. A new sensation drew the boy's thoughts back to what was happening. Something slick and warm was entering his mouth. Scrunching his nose up, determined to eat despite how unpleasant the idea of regurgitated food was when he really thought about it, Ciel opened his mouth slightly wider and jumped when what he'd presumed to be food moved in his mouth.
Sebastian smirked into their kiss as Ciel startled. He was thankful the boy had been patient and hadn't attempted to bit his tongue. Pulling the boy closer to him, Sebastian took his time in tasting every inch of his mouth. Ciel's distinct flavour was sweet, almost too much so, but it was mixed with something stronger, refreshingly sharp and pleasant. To Sebastian's shock, the boy shifted out of his upright foetal position and grasped the lapel of his coat with slightly shaking hands. The older male hummed, turning his attention to coaxing Ciel's tongue to dance. The boy complied slowly, hesitantly, no longer aware of his stomach as he pressed closer still to the warmth Sebastian was emanating. The sensation of warm muscles fighting for dominance, rubbing and darting was new and bewildering, but Sebastian was gentle, allowing Ciel the chance to explore his mouth.
The boy did so, running his shy tongue across the man's teeth and the roof of his mouth, trying to identify the icy flavour, like champagne, but nicer...fresher, like strawberries but fizzing slightly. A sigh escaped Ciel's lips and he pulled away, suddenly feeling satisfied, eyes half lidded, lips shining with saliva. "Seb..." the child started, only to be cut off by a finger to his lips.
"Hush, sleep. I'll take you home." The butler soothed, smiling gently down at his Young Master before picking him up bridal style and leaving the room, blue haired head resting comfortably against his chest.
A.N - I really struggled to put this chapter into words, it's been plauging my mind for a while now but no matter how I tried, it didn't want me to write it quite how I wanted to. Hopefully it's still ok and you guys enjoy it!
Dreamy xxx