Pink Taffeta
A Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler fan fiction
By: Something Dysfunctional
Chapter Four: His Butler, Pleased
Disclaimer: Yana Toboso owns all her characters, and I own the entire series of "Weiss Kruez". Yep. Totally not related AT ALL. -smile- This is the FINAL chapter to this story, and yes- there WILL be more Kuroshitsuji-ness that will continue. And now... the MORNING AFTER... fufufufufufuuuu... What? That was not a diabolical chuckle. Rawr.
P.S.- read the story "Bird" before this!
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The morning light was sweetly beaming down from the large French windows. However, in Ciel's case, it was most unpleasant. He was never a morning person and soon, when the warm caress of the sun hit his face, he knew that his body was under protest. It was time to wake up. Groaning quietly, he lifted his head and yawned largely, giving off the appearance of a ruffled kitten. His hair was sticking up in tufts of blue-gray and his skin was pearly pink, naked. The sheets were wrapped around his thin waist in a haphazard way. His legs were entwined with the longer ones of Sebastian's own. The boy stared down at the sleeping figure of his demon and with a small smile, Ciel stifled a yawn once more with a hand and buried himself down in the large pillows. The coolness of the surface chilled his heated cheek when thoughts turned back to the night before. Blushing, he closed his eyes tightly, the rippling of pleasure awakening along his skin and deep in his belly. A sudden flush wrapped around his neck, startling him as the heat sucked into a line, circling. Ciel reached up and touched the velvet ribbon that was still on from last night's outfit. Tracing the fabric slowly with a tender fingertip, Ciel drew in a shuddering breath, quiet but trembling.

How did they manage to miss this one particular piece?

Ciel turned into Sebastian's back, inhaling his smoky essence and musky smell of skin. One finger hooked into the velvet choker, his other reached out and gently ran a trail down the man's spine, his heart thumping loudly in his ears, but his soul and being felt at peace all of a sudden. He then scooted over closer, carefully. Softly, he placed his forehead against the strong back and sighed deeply. He was aware of the manliness, the smell of him was musky but yet entirely human. The lingering scent of sex, heat and flesh was all too noticeable for the young earl. He caressed the back with his cheek, relishing the smooth skin. His tiny hands danced along the jutting hip bones to smooth up the dipping sides of Sebastian's waist with a practiced slow pace. Ciel drew in a quiet, trembling breath, pressing his own form against his butler's, his arousal now warming up from its deep sleep.

Suddenly, a soft grunt reached his ears and with a fast jerk, the boy drew away from Sebastian as he rolled over in his sleep on his back. Ciel dared to breathe, eyes wide and face red. Once the man stilled and his breathing went back to normal, the boy sat up in bed, his sheets pooling around his waist. The sunlight danced along the sharp, muscled planes of the demon's body. His skin glowed a rich, tawny bronze, like a creamy milk tea. His unruly hair was splayed on the white surface of the pillows, a dark, midnight contrast of the pure color. Ciel sighed and leaned forward, drawn in still to the demon's charm despite him sleeping.

His small hand trailed down carefully down the toned stomach, his touch memorizing each dip, crease, and ridge of muscle and bones on Sebastian's chest. The jutting collarbone seemed so delicate on the large man and Ciel was entranced by the sheer, slight beauty of it and soon, his index finger slid over the strong jawline, over the chin, and traced over the bottom lip of his butler's mouth. Ciel bit down on his own, his body hot and trembling. How was it that he could be reduced down to this- the head of the Phantomhive manor falling for a lowly servant? And not just ANY servant... a hell of a demon at that.

He turned his head away, somewhat ashamed until something caught his attention all of a sudden. Blinking owlishly with cerulean and violet eyes, his gaze caught the bundled mass of sheets covering the lower half of Sebastian, tantalizingly low over the hips that dipped down into a shadowy place that Ciel knew very well. Swallowing hard, but determined to see this man unwrapped, the boy lifted carefully back the sheets and marveled at the beauty of the entire body stretched out for him. He sighed somewhat, face coloring, but his body reacting to the semi-hard erection laying snug against Sebastian's creamy thigh.

As the sun continued to shine lazily in the vast room and the faint song of the birds singing, Ciel knew that soon, Sebastian's internal clock would go off in his head and start the day as he normally did.

Should he...?
No, no, this was unbecoming of him!
But still-

it was the perfect opportunity.

Ciel fought with his mind and heart and ended up taking a deep breath, and slowly leaned down, inhaling the musky scent and nearly moaned. He leaned over the man timidly and with a shaking hand, cupped the member in his hand, the heat seeping into his palm, alive and throbbing. Ciel threw everything he was taught out the window of decorum, posture, a stone-cold exterior of being an earl and allowed himself the pleasure of being normal-

With a glint in his eyes, his cherry mouth opened and took in the flaring, mushroom tip, sucking gently along the head and grew bolder, taking in each inch slowly, learning how to breathe through his nose. His mouth memorized the texture, taste, and the pulsating flesh as he bobbed his head up and down. He nearly shivered with relish at how he was doing this while his butler laid asleep. Getting bolder, Ciel placed his elbows down on the mattress over the man's thighs, his nose burying in the curl hair at the base of Sebastian's cock and he hummed, feeling kittenish. However in doing this, a sound reached his ears. Looking up through his bangs, he saw the butler's own face, brows knitted together as he slept on. His mouth was partially open, letting out a quiet groan. Ciel was pleased with this and pulled up on the cock, licking around the organ like a lollipop he enjoyed immensely. Sebastian's hips rolled up slightly with the motion. Soon, dark scarlet eyes opened up and saw the scene laid out before them. The man smiled lazily and spoke with a husky voice, still ladden with sleep.

"So... someone couldn't wait, hm?"
Ciel smirked around the erection in his mouth and with a wet pop!, he let it go, holding it firmly in both hands. "Temptation is a daring thing, don't you think?"

"Very much so. Especially waking up to this. You've... never done this before with me, young master."

The boy shrugged, lazily pumping the member as the man rocked with the motion. "I thought it would be a pleasant surprise for both of us. Shall I stop?," he asked. Sebastian paused, thinking. Then, smirking like a large cat, he ran a hand through Ciel's messy slate locks. "Continue only if you want to," he offered.

"I think I shall."

Down his head went, bobbing and sucking as Sebastian sighed contently, his arousal high as he watched his master blow him. Granted, it was a special surprise to have performed on him. Sebastian wouldn't want anyone else doing it. His master was a little awkward, but enthusiastic with his task at hand. But he learned quick, remembering what he liked when Sebastian went down on him. Ciel licked tentatively and then, swallowed the entire organ in his mouth, relaxing his throat. Sebastian grunted in pleasure at this action, his nails digging slightly into the boy's scalp, lifting himself up. He was dragging in quietly lungfuls of air as Ciel then caressed his heavy sac, rolling them in his palm so carefully, teasingly. Sebastian could feel that oh-so-familiar tug in his stomach and he pulled his master away from his throbbing cock, holding his reddening cheeks as it fell ungracefully from the wicked mouth. His eyes were narrowed at the boy, who stared back with a vague expression.

"I must say, you continue- then I won't last very long. Instead, I believe we both require something else," he purred darkly, his fingers falling, catching on the velvet choker around Ciel's tiny neck. He could feel his throat push against Sebastian's knuckles as he swallowed hard, eager. Ciel knew what he wanted and just as bad, he wanted it as well. With a push of a pale hand, the boy crawled into Sebastian's lap, kissing him senselessly as he ground against the butler's hips, feeling Sebastian's arousal push against his hidden entrance. Long arms wrapped themselves around the tiny body, embracing him tightly as they continued to attack each other's mouths, trying to drown in each meshing of lips to hope one or the other died a little bit of death. Ciel pulled back and stared at his butler with glassy eyes, mouth stained prettily red as he lifted the contracted hand of his butler and started licking the first two digits.

Sebastian watched that artful, delectable pink tongue as it wrapped around the pads of his fingers, down to the knuckle with scarlet eyes, his libido rising like a wave.

"You keep that up, young master, and I will become rough on you."

"What if I want it like that?," came the cooing reply, almost a challenge.

Sebastian smirked, stroking a nipple on the boy's chest, causing him to whimper.
"Is that an order, I gather?"

Ciel bit down none too gently on Sebastian's index finger, pushing his own aching need against the muscled stomach of his demon. "I can take it. Take me how you see fit, Sebastian."

The demon's eyes gleamed, a cat-like grin stretching over his lips. "Yes, my lord," he murmured huskily, hauling up the boy in his arms. Ciel allowed his body to be handled as the man's mouth founds its way down his chest, lapping at his nipples with a talented tongue. The hand that was preoccupied by Ciel wormed its way to a familiar area, stretching, teasing for the boy to take him. The young earl was distracted, caught in two places of pleasure and not sure where to go, panting and moaning in the bedroom like some prostitute. His tiny hands cradled the dark head of Sebastian as he bit down on the pink nub, causing him to hiss and raise his thin hips. Sebastian smiled around the flesh and fixed his throbbing need under Ciel, allowing him to drop down on his cock easily. The boy tossed back his head further, exposing the creamy neck with the pink velvet ribbon on it, groaning at the wonderful feeling of being filled with no prep.

Sebastian sighed to himself, rocking his hips slowly.

'In, out, in, out, in, out...'
an old tandem motion like Time itself.

The sun filled the room in golden light as it fell on the two males. Ciel's skin glowed a white amber against the honey-milk tone of Sebastian as they slid and ground against once another. Flesh slapped against one another as they eagerly met each other, the emotion flashing on their skin like a strike of lightning. Ciel's own cock strained as it brushed against Sebastian's stomach. He tried to take all of the man in with each bounce, wanting to feel more. But the man was going too slow! Growling, the boy ran his nails down the man's chest hard, red welts waking on the skin. "Dammit, Sebastian, I said-ah!- to take me-ooh!- how you see fit...!," he panted, blushing darkly. Sebastian met his glare with a cool, amused look, his face somewhat flustered. "You did say that, didn't you?," he breathed, the sound like a brush of a hand against silk. Ciel shuddered, his own hand inching towards his weeping erection.

"You... know what I MEANT!"
"Do I?"

Ciel wanted to cry, the fucking was so good, sweet, and filling, but he wanted more. HAD TO FEEL the demon inside of him.

With a rough push, the boy had the demon on his back while he rode on top, his moaning intensifying in the golden morning. He bounced hard on Sebastian's member, his hands grabbing the man's, raising them to his neck. "Do it," he breathed, his violet eye glowing brightly. Its twin, on Sebastian's hand, responded in a resonating burn of the same color. The demon's eyes narrowed, the scarlet shade of red darkening into his own demon stare. The long fingers untied the ribbon deftly and then pulled, heightening Ciel's senses and ecstasy. The boy drew in a breath, his burning lungs dully, slowly burning. His pain deepened into pleasure and soon, tears rolled down his ruddy cheeks, whimpering and cries falling from his wet mouth. His mounted peak rose higher and higher with each rapid thrust Sebastian pounded into his small ivory body.

The hold on his neck tightened and soon, the asphyxiation coupled with the adrenaline of sex made everything go into over-drive for the young earl. "Harder!," he gasped, leaning back as he rolled his hips forward, meeting each thrust. Sebastian gritted his teeth, a bead of sweat rolling down his temple and he pulled harder on the choker. "Yes, my lord," he growled, eyes flashing. He allowed a quarter of his demon power to be released and soon, the young master was screaming into his fist, eyes clenched shut as he was mercilessly pounded into with each rapid thrust. Sebastian held his hips with such a bruising force, his black nails lengthening. Ciel's eyes glowed red along with his demon's, the tears dried on his red cheeks.

"More... more, Sebastian. Give me more," he called out hoarsely, crying out as his prostrate was nailed each time. Shivers of pleasure raced along his skin like wildfire. He flailed, being forced on his back and legs high in the air as his butler drove in all the way home, leaning over and laying kisses along his collarbone and neck. His own erection was crying for release, his sac tightening. Ciel knew it was coming. Deftly, blindingly, he reached for Sebastian's face and pulled it down, kissing him sloppily on the mouth. Each noise that fell from them was musical to their ears, no matter how animal and guttural it was.

Sebastian broke from the kiss and instead, dove for the neck. "My apologies, but I'm afraid I have to do this. You really are too tempting-

Ciel."

The boy felt his eyes widen at the sound of his name being said.

As if it was more than personal, more than just a casual thing...

something DEEPER. Meaningful.

Lovingly?

'... and the wolf sunk his fangs into the boy's neck...'

Ciel screamed, arching his back as he came soundly, ribbons of white shooting up on his stomach and chest. Sebastian groaned around skin and blood, moving his hips fast as he felt the boy's insides clench around him like a silken glove. The boy breathed his name- "S-sebastian!" so sweetly- and he came hard, bucking, twitching.

Both males panted, clinging to each other. The sun was up, the sky now a deep blue, one could drown in it just by looking up at it. Ciel wound his arms around Sebastian's neck, nuzzling it. "... that was amazing. Nothing less from you," he murmured, licking the sweaty skin. Sebastian chuckled, smoothing back his master's wet hair. "As you know, I am simply one hell of a butler, my lord. But forgive me... I seemed to have gotten away with myself on your neck," he mused, tracing the tender skin of red and purple. Ciel shrugged, wanting to burrow himself into the man's arms.

"I'll wear a high collared shirt for awhile. I say... did you mark me?"
"Of course."
"Hn."
"There's also a mark around your neck from me choking you. Forgive me, sir."

Violet and sapphire met the dark red and frowned. "Say my name."

Sebastian blinked, unsure. Then, with a slow, knowing, sly smile, the man rolled them over, pushing themselves into sheets to hide from the sun. "Only in here will I ever say your name, Ciel," he said huskily, kissing the child's forehead.

Ciel hummed in approval and yawned, stretching.

"I think I'm spoiling you by all this... intimate coupling."

"Nonsense. I enjoy it. Now, let me sleep and we'll get ready for the day within the hour," Ciel yawned again, closing his eyes. Sebastian smiled and nodded. "Of course, my lord."

He looked back at his hand were the velvet ribbon still was wrapped around and grinned.

'... I think I'll keep this for later. Now I know what makes the master... 'fly'.'
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HA! I DID IT.
-the moonlight carries the message of Love.-

Later Days...!
-SD