Ciel's human façade melted away, wings and tail engulfing Sebastian in all of the elder's feathered glory. Sebastian nipped and licked all over Ciel's face, his own onyx ram horns eagerly rubbing against the younger's. Ciel flipped Sebastian onto his back, growling in heated arousal as he tangled his own demonic being even further with Sebastian.
We've always meant to be like this. This is right. The thought filtered across Ciel's mind before he completely succumbed to his demonic nature, trailing harsh bites, licks, and kisses down Sebastian's black leathered form before reaching Sebastian's erection.
Even by human standards, Sebastian's cock was magnificent. Long and elegant, the ebony pigment contrasted with the pearly tears it was weeping revealed the devil's otherworldly nature. Ciel snarled hungrily and harshly bit at the gorgeous length.
Sebastian howled in pain painted with pleasure, shaking the walls of the room in his raging ecstasy.
The young demon found himself enamored with the taste of raw power emanating from Sebastian's pre-ejaculation. Blood colored eyes caressed the figure of his chosen mate. Sebastian's midnight leathered physique displayed muscular but not overly so silky smooth skin, a feline grace not unlike that of a panther. A mane of ebony velvet covered handsome shoulders sheltering majestic feathered wings. A sharp and stately nose, beaklike but not unattractively, centered in a face just as lovely if not a more attractive version of Sebastian's common butler aesthetic. Meeting Sebastian's equally crimson passion filled eyes, Ciel engulfed the entirety of the older devil's cock. Sebastian cried out, sobbing actually sobbing out Ciel's, his mate's name, inky passion breaking and spilling out the earl's bedroom window into the night.
Ciel continued to gulp down Sebastian's cock, muffled groans and growls bleeding out of his throat. His and Sebastian's sobs, shouts, whines, and whimpers bled together in the world's ugliest and most beautiful symphony culminating in one final deafening crescendo as Sebastian spent in great heaves down his paramour's throat, writhing beneath Ciel's relentless passion.
Releasing Sebastian's now spent and bloody cock with a plop, Ciel crawled up the elder's lithe and relaxed body, nudging his own swollen member between Sebastian's legs. Letting out an unexpected growl, Sebastian quickly flipped Ciel onto his back. Ciel's wings flared in surprise as his tail whipped smoothly back and forth in agitated excitement.
"Not so fast little imp, it's my turn now," Sebastian purred in a tone dripping with sinful and sinister promise. Ciel mewed as Sebastian rough handled the young demon onto his front. Sebastian purred in satisfaction as he admired those magnificent wings now flushed with pleasure. He worshipfully lapped and nipped at the swollen fleshy wings, chuckling quietly to himself as his ministrations caused Ciel to produce sweet mewls and squeaks. Such a fierce form, but alas he's just a kitten in the body of a tiger.
"Do you have any idea…" Sebastian growled in a dialect of Verbis Diablo that Ciel instinctively knew and whimpered in response, "how long…" Sebastian began pumping his hardening member with one black clawed hand as several dark inky tendrils flowed into Ciel's ass; "I've wanted to defile this delectable chalice of tainted soul?" Sebastian snarled and Ciel let out a submissive whine as the demon sprayed his porcelain desire in and all over the young demon's backside.
"Seba…Sebastian!" Ciel panted in Verbis Diablo, "Please!"
Sebastian snarled as he thrusted his entire length into Ciel's strong and tight body. Both demons' eyes rolled back simultaneously in pleasure as Sebastian collapsed around Ciel, as if sheltering his beloved in his adoration and devotion. Both beings trembled in pleasure, love, and need. Reluctantly, as if afraid the act would be finished far too quickly, Sebastian slowly began to move within his chosen mate, never leaving his beloved's body fully.
Ciel chanted his lover's name as if it was a mantra.
"Sebastian, my Sebastian," Ciel quietly called out.
"My treasured little king, my sweet Ciel" Sebastian rumbled, "What have you done to me?"
Determined to see if it was possible to entwine even further Ciel wrapped his barbed tail around Sebastian's torso and throat to which Sebastian growled and reveled in the blood and essence seeping out of his own being in gentle and small rivulets. Responding Sebastian sped his thrusts, Ciel screaming and howling in response.
Mine, mine, mine he's mine, my mate, my God, my Devil, my heaven, my hell. Sebastian's thoughts ran desperately and possessively through his head. He needed to claim this magnificent creature. Consuming Ciel's unspeakably beautiful soul was simply not enough, Sebastian needed to claim every inch of him, every thought and feeling of this divine being whom he had been foolish enough to fall for.
The air crackled with dark energy. Black feathers and sticky element thick like molasses permeated the air. Ciel's dilated sangria eyes glowed like hot coals. The young demon felt smothered in the scent, taste, and feel of Sebastian. Pumping his wings Ciel nipped at the meaty muscle of Sebastian's stately throat. At his lover's taste, Ciel couldn't fight the desire to sink his sharp teeth into Sebastian's throat.
"Ciel!" Sebastian screamed as Ciel gulped Sebastian's wine flavored blood. Growling, Sebastian curved his head and sunk his teeth into Ciel's throat.
Outside the sky shrieked in horror and awe as golden and cobalt bolts tore through the stratosphere. The earth shook as down below the magmatic fires and flames burst and hissed in cruel triumph.
Heaven, hell, and earth trembled at the union of two fiends of hell while within the Phantomhive manor Ciel and Sebastian declared their claims upon each other. Both roared out their releases. On the flesh of their throats, matching violent pentagram brands formed in the coagulated blood.
"Mine," Sebastian murmured gently to his spent mate. Ciel's lips curved in a wicked smirk showing off crimson stained fangs.
"As you are mine, lover."
Across down two reapers sat drinking tea. They had just reaped several souls that had been in a carriage accident. Their cinematic records had been reaped efficiently; no notes of interest or conspicuous nature to be made. However, if the unexpected divulges of the past couple of days were any indication, both sensed there would be much happenings and incidents in the near future. Which means over time and paper work. Damn. The stoic reaper glared and sighed in exasperation at his pouting flaming haired partner. The next few weeks are going to be hell on earth. Literally, it seems.
