A/N: This chapter is a bit short! But the plot if in motion now, so it's just a storm over head to warn of what is to come. Also, sorry for the lateness of this update, a Plot Bunny attacked me and made me write a small story. It's 'Say it Like it is," and involves a Demon Ciel and Human Sebastian! :D Also, quick shout out to 'Heart of Monochrome', who has been an awesome person for giving me encouragement to write! Anyway, our two lovebirds are in the petting zoo barn's hay loft. Just want to point that out. Also if anyone is thinking that Ciel is WAY ooc, it's because of his heat! Just want to point that out, so Ciel-kun is going to go back to his unreasonably cute and prissy self soon. Maybe. Idk. Haha... Hah. Hah. R&R. P.S: Not edited yet. I hate editing anyway. D:

Ciel was pulled up and laid against a large pile of hay, his face bright red and little pants and hisses escaping his pink lips. Sebastian hushed him, his gloved left hand coming up to his mouth, were he pulls them off in a sexually arousing way. Ciel whines, and manages to open his eyes after shutting them in embarrassment and slight shame. He wasn't going through a serious heat wave, and he had a feeling it was because of their mating last night. Sebastian runs his now bare fingers down Ciel's face, murmuring possessive and sticky-sweet words. Ciel looks toward his mate's hand, and freezes. A glowing mark is proudly tattooed onto the back of the ringmaster's hand.

"You have the-" Ciel manages, before said hand runs over his forehead and pushes back some of his hair. Sebastian smirks to himself, seeing a faint glow of a similar mark like his hand's on Ciel's right eye. He tilts his head to the side, a curtain of raven hair falling behind an ear and into his face. Ciel shivers, and feels a spark run through his body as his mate's mark covers his.

"So… does this mean now that you're mine, my pet?" Sebastian says in a low whisper, pulling off his other glove with his teeth. He continues to place kisses along the younger's face and head, and is very happy to find that they both are getting turned on. Ciel still attempts to squirm away, after getting out of a paralyzation of releasing once again that Sebastian and him were mates.

"Ugh, stop," He whines, and the hay pokes and crunches along his back and neck, making the suddenly very sensitive boy aware of his surroundings. "Someone could walk in."

"Then let's be quick, shall we?" Sebastian moved down the still-clothed cat-satyr, and slowly -yet eagerly- opened his furred legs. Ciel whines, his now damp neither regions exposed to the cool air. Despite being in a building, the heater was a cheap one and barely helpt. It was mostly the musty animal scent of goats, ponies, donkeys, and dogs that warmed the place up. The autumn air was still able to reach even Ciel's most private places.

Sebastian settled himself between the opened legs, his hands running up and down the pulled up haunches, pinching around the knees to see Ciel whine from need and the tickles.

Sebastian and his love's 'mating' must have taken care of Ciel's heat pretty well for now, for the arousals were not as red or wet like the other times. Even so, Sebastian was pleased to see that Ciel was quickly getting warmed up by the elder's affections.

Sebastian softly runs his nose down Ciel's right leg, using soft touches and kisses around the heel, ankle, and paw. He places a kiss on the pad of Ciel's paw, despite tasting grass, dirt, and hay that had stuck itself between his toes. He uses both hands to massage the little paw, and presses against the soft web between the pad and toes, watching Ciel's claws poke out. Ciel was now withering, not from trying to escape, but frustration as his womanhood starts getting wet, and a little red head pokes out from his sack.

Sebastian looks up, Ciel's paw pressed against his lips. "You look so tempting right now, my young Lord," he teases, and presses one last kiss to the black paw-pad before moving a little to the left to give the same treatment to the other foot. Ciel presses his saliva-slicked paw on Sebastian's shoulder, his claws sinking into the cotton of the coat. His heels rub against the hay, and he sinks his fingers into the grassy bed under him. He spurts out some incoherent words, his violet right eye glowing bright white with the the proof of their bond. Sebastian hums, his right hand's mark glowing dark red. Placing a kiss on each of Ciel's forcibly pushes out claws, he pushes his body up the small hill of hay, and places himself between Ciel's legs once more.

Ciel presses both paws onto the sides of Sebastian's hips, desperation to be with his mate overpowering the need to be in control and modesty. He suddenly gasps, his voice going up several octaves as his back arches off the bed of hay. Sebastian smirks, looking up as his tongue pushes into the small female opening. His face below his nose is buried in the crook of his little one's nether regions, and he breaths in the unique and musky, milky metallic scent of Ciel's small and almost fully erect penis. The cat-satyr whines, his voice high and his chest heaving. He was sweating badly, despite being in a cool barn. Yet the wool and scents of the other animals were doing no help in the blushing-red boy. The animals started to scatter off, for the smell of sex filling the air.

"Sebastian," Ciel gasps, as the elder's quicked tongue starts to push into the small and quivering womanhood. Sebastian justs hums and swirls his tongue around, making sure to run his tongue over almost-completely-healed tears in the arousal.

Sebastian than freezes, wondering something. I just took his virginity last night, and I know for a fact that a womanhood as small and tiny as Ciel's would have to take days to recovers… yet, why does it feel like he hadn't been penetrated in years?

Ciel's face is so flushed, with his mouth hung open and drooling, it reminds the ringmaster of a strawberry. He pushes away the other thoughts, his mind completely focused on the morsel before him now. And he planned to ravish him all over again.

The wine-eyed man pushes a pointer finger into the womanhood along side his tongue, continuing to lap up the syrupy, translucent fluids. Ciel gasped again, his blown over eyes looking down to see a finger pushing it's way inside. He moans, and a flash of a phantom-feel of something much bigger thrusting inside him comes to mind.

And right at that moment, a door is pushed open and the dully lit barn is filled with rays. Sebastian jerks his head up to listen, a dribble of fluids slowing running down the side of his mouth. He instinctivly licks his lips. Ciel is a shaking mess under him, and unconsciously ruts on the one ringer. But he freezes and nearly has a heart attack as he gets a grip on reality, and listens along with Sebastian. He heart is running a million miles an hour, and the fight-or-flight reflex is screaming to run, but panic makes him frozen with fear of being caught. Adrenaline runs through his body with a heavy and fast pulse.

Sebastian presses his face on Ciel's heaving stomach, growling silently. If they got caught, he wasn't sure what he would do. Sure, he's been caught fucking. But giving head to one of the circus members? And said circus member that happens to be only 49% human?

Alois's voice wavered in the room. "Fucking shit," he growls, and sound of a gasp and a hard fall onto a bundle of hay is emitted. Sebastian recognised the gasp belonged to Faustus. Damn, he mumbles to himself.

"What the hell did he do to you? I thought you were a man of steal," Alois bickers, and he kicks at a small pygmy goat that dared to walk near him. Sebastian and Ciel secretly fret over the goat.

"Heh, I'm fine. Just a… ah, broken knees is all," said a very sarcastic and pained voice. Hange and Undertaker's voice show up to. "Broken knees? They were dislocated, Spider-Man. But I must say, I don't think you will be getting out of that wheelchair for a long while now. You should have felt the way they moved when we popped them back in." Hange said, and the sound of some medicine bottles shake around. "Why did we move him here? It smells like shit in here," Alois complains.

"A little boy had a asthma attack on the roller coaster, Your Highness. Hehehe. We had to move out of the recovery room so he could use it." The doctor says, and the crunching on a biscuit makes Sebastian seeth with annoyance. Ciel on the other hand looks like he might die of fear, embarrassment, shame, and neglected sexual needs all at once. Sebastian looks down at the little wanton hybrid under him, and smirks a bit. He wiggles his finger in the puckered womanhood, and Ciel nearly gasps in shock, and a spurt of fluids shoot from the little erection and the womanhood. Ciel turns his face over, his eyes clenched tight. The sadistic ringmaster chuckles, and has to admit that the thrill of being caught turns him on a bit. Ciel looks different though, and as Sebastian starts to thrust his finger in and out of the little kitty cunt, the boy comes then and there. Fortunately, Sebastian sees the prickle of his little one's flanks and clench of muscles, and pulls back only for a second before opening his mouth wide, and covers both ejaculating arousals, and covers a hand over Ciel's mouth. He didn't want to cover his kitten's sweet little sounds, but right now he didn't have a option. He sucked the boy's softening erection, feeling it start to retract back to its home. He drinks the fluids in his mouth, licking away any droplet that escaped.

Sebastian can't help himself, and leans up silently, making sure the boy sees him licking his lips. Ciel blushed darker, if possible, and bites on Sebastian's hand. The ringmaster chuckles and leans up to start kissing the quivering boy. He sucks on his lips, enjoying how a slight twitch of those lips is returned. He and the hybrid block out the intruder's conversation as the elder starts to teach the art of kissing by example.

Ciel was hesitant about the real kiss he was receiving, but didn't think about it too hard, especially after he had a prearranged climax. He follow's the others lips, and suckles on his mate's top lip, as the other one plays with his bottom one. Soon enough, as their mouths start to move and suckle and dance in sync, Sebastian starts to lick at the side of his little one's mouth, and sneakily slips his tongue inside. Both were lost in the other, and didn't bother to listen to the sound of the doctor and non-binary scientist leave the barn. Or the conversation between the previous second-in-command and the young stripper.

"You are a fool, Claude," Trancy snaps, and slaps the older man across the cheek, despite the other being in extreme discomfort.

"A fool? Why do you say that, your Highness?" Claude hisses. "By bringing the little cunt to the Red Tent, the sales would have skyrocketed. Can't you imagine?"

"You mean to tell me that you want to replace that thing over me? Hah! It isn't even human, much less something that could pleasure a man or woman such as I. It would be a nuisance to the tent! Everyone awwing and oooing at the brat, running their grubby hands all over him. That's my job, Faustus!" Sebastian opens his eyes briefly, feeling like someone was talking about him behind his back. Or rather, something that belonged to him. A someone, that is.

"He's not completely human, true, but don't you know how many men and women out there fantasize about fucking an animal? They can have that with him, and it wouldn't be completely illegal! You've seen those websites for the Furry community, I know you have."

"Humph. Legal my ass. For all we know, Sebastian could have stolen him from some top-secret government lab. Or genetically modified the thing himself,"

"I doubt it. His skin looked perfect before you went after him with the whip,"

"Pefect? Perfect? Aren't I more perfect than that thing? And what the hell were you doing before I whipped him; eye-molesting him!?"

"I was only making a point."

"Answer my question!"

"I did."

"Only half of it, you ass-wipe!"

"It's hard to call a body perfect, after it's been used by countless hands and allows strangers to do whatever they like to it," A hard slap is heard, making Ciel flinch a little at the sound. Sebastian pulled away from the red and swollen lips, and cleaned up his own. Ciel looked exhausted under him, and the ringmaster was pretty sure he was about to fall asleep. His rose petal lips were puffy and damp, hung open with hot wheezes. This was fine, as long as Ciel manages to wake up before the main sh- Oh fuck. He had to get to the big top fast, if he wanted to make it on time. If he was late for the show, what kind of ringmaster would he be?

Sebastian sighs, not bothering to keep quiet any longer. He had to get to the big top quickly, with Ciel, to make sure everything and everyone was ready. He pulls out his pocket watch, opening it with a small pop. Seven til' twelve. Hmm. It is time to go. He clicks the pocket watch closed, and is pleased to hear the bickering between the others.

"What was that?" Alois says, a small panic in his voice. "I do not know," replies Claude, with the same paranoia.

"Oh, pardon me, was just checking the time," Sebastian says, crawling to the edge of the loft, hay skittering around his hands and knees. He smiles with the sticky-sweet smile, it even showing in his shut eyes. But despite the seemingly friendly gesture, the other two had known the ringmaster long enough to know that they were in deep shit.

"M-Mr. Michaelis!" Alois suddenly squeaks, his hands flying up to his hair in attempts to make himself presentable. "W-what are you doing up there?"

Claude doesn't look happy to see the other man's face. Not happy at all. If looks could kill, Sebastian would be dieing a very slow and painful death by now.

"Just checking the loft to see if we had enough hay until we send in the workers to get more. Also wanted to make sure the Young Master was alright. He was a big shaken up,"

The other two suddenly pale (more so with Alois), as Sebastian stands and goes over to pick the now sleeping cat-satyr. He walks down stairs with the limp creature in his arms bridal style, smiling cheekily at the others. Ciel somehow manages to awake ever so slightly, and throws an arm unconsciously around the elder's neck and lays his head against a broad chest. Alois and Claude visibly seethed with jealousy. Alois wanting to be in Ciel's place, and Claude wanting to be in Sebastian's.

The ringmaster clutched the boy closer to him, and opens the barn door with his back. "You two better stop yapping in here. Trancy, you should get back to your tent."

The boy frowned, and quickly followed after, leaving the glaring yellowed-eyed man in the barn, alone.

Alois speed-walked behind the two, panicking yet raging inside. If Sebastian heard what we were talking about, I'd have to pay with my head.

Ciel gets pushed up by two strong arms against the ringmaster's chest, and he whines in response. He barely opens his bicolored eyes, only to have his sight fixed on a certain blonde boy. The other boy glares, and makings a cutting motion across his neck, then pointing to the hybrid. Ciel didn't need to ponder what the motion ment. He could tell it meant war. He glares back. Game on.

…..

Ciel would be a pathetic little pansy if he told someone he was nervous. But he was nervous.

Sebastian managed to coax the young sub in the cage, and surprisingly, with little to no conflict. The young cat-satyr didn't have much of a excuse besides 'i wasn't feeling well' to give Beast, who claimed he ran out like a bat out of hell. The woman just mumbled in response, before going around the small mini-tent inside the big top, making sure the cages were set. Beast told Ciel that when their act came, she uses a little button on her top that opens a cage, and the animal will go into the spotlight. She said that he was last to go, so he had some time to meditate before his act.

He had to admit, he got bored after a while. He sighs and stretches out on the metal bottom of the cage, glad it was cold; for it cooled his burning cheeks.

Oh, why had he let the ringmaster do those things to him? Ugh. Ciel's ears bend down in shame and embarrassment, knowing that not only he gave himself so wantonly to the older, but he also liked it.

That was when Ciel started getting flashes in his mind, of two tangled bodies moving together in the dark. Hot and foggy breaths, muttering its partner's name. Sweat and sex filling the air as virginity was taken. Ciel blushed harder, as his memory came back. It helpt his heat, sure, but it also hurt. He would allow Sebastian to do these things they did in the barn loft, but he would rather turn up daisies than do… that.

Beast was sitting on one of the other cages, looking through her phone. She checked the time, and looked over at the others in the room. She sees Ciel looking rather bothered, but says nothing on it. Probably first-time jitters.

The woman stretches and pulls on her black heels, and picks up her whip. She can hear Sebastian's announcing voice starting to introduce her act.

Ciel can hear it too, but is mostly focused on the thought of last night's events. Beast fixes her hair one last time, and turns to the others. "Be ready," she says, and slips out into the main tent. Ciel wines, and rolls over. He was not only bashful as fuck, he was also nervous.

"Well, well, well," said a young male's voice. Ciel's ears go up on alert, and looks over his shoulder to see that blonde boy. He glares, and turns his body to face him.

"What do you want?" he snaps. The boy tsks and cat-walks over to the cage that held the other worldly creature.

"You seem perfectly at home, in that little cage," he giggles, and sits on the top. Ciel hisses, and reaches out to claw at a bare calf, but the booty-short wearing boy pulls up his legs before that happens.

"Listen up, bitch," he starts, and crosses his arms. "I'm top dog around here, so you're going to be my bitch, got it?"

"Your bitch? Sorry, I already mated," Ciel says, his fur fluffed out.

"Don't get cocky with me, Young Master. Oh, and by the way, you can call me 'Your Highness',"

"Your highness my ass,"

"You have a furry ass,"

"Better than a bare ass,"

"I can get to scratches better,"

"I can lick mine,"

"Oh shit, really? Can you give yourself a blow job?"

"What? What's a blow job?"

"Sucking a dick off, that's what," the boy giggles, and finds himself sitting on the ground like a little kid getting ready to see a magic show. Ciel might have been to, but he was better at hiding his emotions.

"Ew," Ciel says, ears back.

"Ew? Awesome, is my opinion. I can't stand it when some dude walks in my tent with a little puppy penis. What, are you small or something? I can't tell, you got fur in the way,"

"I am perfectly a healthy size, thank you very much, Your Highness," Ciel hisses, and suddenly remembers that they are suppose to be enemies, not buddies.

"Oh, I'm Alois Trancy!" The boy says, and sticks a hand in the cage. Ciel didn't quite understand. When 'Alois' walked in, his voice and body language said he was up for a fight. Now he looks like some three year old eager to make friends with the new kid.

"Um... " Ciel starts and looks down, not comfortable with this planet's way of greeting and meeting.

"Isn't your name Ciel?" Alois says and Ciel hisses. Alois looks a bit taken back, but his eyes suddenly narrow like he originally looked.

"You can't say my name," Ciel explains. "Where I'm from, people use nicknames. Real names are… powerful,"

"Oh. So, I can just call you Young Master?"

"Ya, it's fine,"

"Ah, cool. You don't seem as bad as i originally thought!" Alois chirps, and his mood swings yet again.

Ciel blinks and suddenly hears a door open, and looks up to see his cage open. Alois nudges his shoulder, and yells about how it's his time. Ciel gulps, and scampers through the tunnel system, and bursts out into bright blinding light.

People of all ages and genders sit in the big top, and so many reactions are given when they see the hybrid. Ciel shields his eyes from the sun, and his eyes narrow to protect.

"As you all heard on the news, we have someone very special for you to meet!" Sebastian's voice fills his head, and he looks to his side to see the man all clean and tidy, the most biggest and brightest shit-eating grin is plastered on his face, and Ciel can't help but roll his eyes.

"This is the Young Master!" Beast says, and a small flick of her whip greets Ciel's paws, and he jumps up swiftly onto a pedestal, next to the black panther and white lionness.

Ciel sits on his haunches, his face calm- but he was practically screaming inside. He knew his act like the back of his hand -he practised six hours yesterday-, but he was still uncomfortable. He looks back at the ringmaster, and Sebastian looks right back at him. He winks, and Ciel blushed darker and turns away.

And so the show starts, and he does his little tricks and silly little dances as Beast 'tames' the wild beasts. When she had one of the tiger's mouth open, and her head inside, Ciel leaped on one of the balls and rolled around while children laughed at his whimsical behavior. And when Beast's dancing lesson came around, he got into a waltz like position with the black panther, his hands on the animal's waist, and it hoping around after him with it's huge paws on his shoulders. And of course, he jumped through hoops and over things, made a little pyramid with the other animals, and even at one point jumped through a ring of fire.

It was a hit, to put it simple.

By the time their act was over, everyone was in awe of the magical being, clapping and cheering or simply sitting there with mouths open. Ciel was glad for the love from the crowd, but he was too tired to even walk properly back to the back tent. He was on all fours, his arms wobbly as he tried to get behind the flap, but two strong arms quickly enveloped him in a broad chest. Ciel squirmed and whined in protest, but calms a bit as he feels his mate's presents.

"Aww, the Young Master is sleepy. Do you want to tell him good night?" Sebastian says through the overhead speakers, and a qoros of 'good night' and 'love you!' 'Sleep tight' were thrown out.

Ciel sighs, and lays his chin on Sebastian's shoulder as they end the show. He was tried, but as Sebastian leads him back to their trailer after a hour to cleaning up after people, he realized that he could get used to this. Sebastian nuzzled his nose in his little one's hair, as they make their way toward his trailer.

The sun was nearly gone, and only few people where in the carnival. Families with little children had already left, but the couples and singles stayed for 'other entertainments'.

"You did so well, baby," Sebastian coos as they push their way through a crowd of circus folk, all cheering for the young master.

"Mhmm," Ciel response, a little fist coming up to rub his eyes. Sebastian chuckles after he closes the trailer door.

"Are you feeling alright?" Sebastian asks later, as he slips into some sleepwear, his little one sitting on the bed, trying to get the tail coat off. Ciel's eyes were rolling up, and his movements were slow and clumsy. The man helps him out of his cloths, and flops back on the bed. The ringmaster tasks, and slips into the bed while pulling Ciel along with him.

"I remember," Ciel answers as he lays his head on the man's chest. Sebastian blinks, and realizes that his little one answered his question finally.

"Oh?" he smirks, and kisses the younger's ears. Ciel mumbles and manages to say, "I don't plan on doing the full thing unless I'm in heat,"

"And are you still in heat?"

"No, you finished it off in the barn," Ciel says, and despite being in near-complete darkness, the sunset gives enough light to let Sebastian see a blush.

"Ahh…" Sebastian says, and suddenly gets a bad feeling. Ciel had said a few days ago that he was put here on earth because of his heat. Now that it's over, would he be going back home? If it was up to Sebastian, he would keep the little one in a box if it meant that he wouldn't leave.

"We're mates," Ciel says, his eyes nearly glowing in the fading light, as he feels a sense of dread through their bond.

"Mates? As in the whole life-bonding thing he mentioned?"

"Tsk. What else would I be talking about, Idiot?" Ciel grumbles, and flips to his other side, his back to Sebastian's chest. The ringmaster chuckles as his worry goes away, and runs a hand down a smooth side and then tangles into a mound of fur at a hip.

"So you really are mine... forever," Sebastian whispers, and nibbles gently on a cat ear. Ciel flicks his face with said ear, and mumbles half-heartedly about 'how on Altaborge did i end up with such a lame mate?'

The ringmaster sighs and pulls the covers over them better, listening to Ciel's near-sleep breaths. He follows soon after, happy to be in the familiar warmth of his lov-... mate.

…..

Sebastian was woken suddenly by a terrible smell. He brings a hand up to rub his eyes, wiping away crust he finds there. The wine-eyed man lifts his head up, and takes another smell.

Was something burning? he thinks, and looks down at his bed-partner who was waking up as well. Ciel wrinkles his nose and his eyes peek open, and he reaches out a pale little hand to Sebastian.

"-hey you- wake meh?" he mumbles, his brain still asleep mostly.

"Hush baby," Sebastian says and picks the little one up to his bare chest, as he gets out of bed.

The smell was definitely coming from somewhere close, and as he turns into the main area of the trailer, he sees his cats clawing at the door, howling bloody murder.

Sebastian then realises that smoke is burning.

His trailer was on fire.

Without further delay, he scoops his cats up along with his mate and nearly crashes through the door. Ciel was now wide awake, his ears back in alert. His arms instinctively wrap around the man's neck, feeling the quick beat of blood.

Sebastian clutches onto his little 'family', as he looks at the mobile home he lived in for nearly six years.

The back of the trailer was blazing, and quickly spreading inside. The ringmaster rushes over to his car and drops the three beings into the trunk of the truck, as he then quickly works on detecting the trailer. Ciel holds Poe and Nanna, who both are wide eyed and puffed out, their little claws sinking into the hybrid's chest. Sebastian manages to undo to chains, and quicker than one could say 'I love Hannibal Lecter," he was running to wake the others. Fortunately, they were already waking up, for the blazing fires were loud, and the sound of burning plastic and metal was putrid.

Joker was quickly on the phone with the fire department, as others rushed over to see if their boss's charges were ok. Ciel and the cats were in shock, both puffed out and motionless. Somewhere a bit hesitant to come to the boy in the trunk of the truck, because his tusks were out.

Sebastian gets a comforting pat on the back, Joker walking over and saying they were on their way, and to stay calm. The ringmaster nods, and his eyes darken once he process the whole event.

This couldn't be a accident. No. He had a small space heater in his room, but the trailer's heating system was at a good seventy eight. And he was careful to not let fire-hazards or anything dangerous in general out in the open.

Someone had set his trailer on fire, in clear ill-will intent. But before he could do anymore thinking, Mayrin yelled and ran up to him in panicked fear. "The other side of the trailer, sir!"

And there he found the words painted in blood, hastily written on the trailer wall. Sebastian's eyes became dark, and all the ways he can hurt somebody were flooding his mind. He growled better than the devil, and looked possessively at the three beings in his car. Ciel looked up, knowing Sebastian was looking at him. His face was beyond white, and mewed a pitiful call to the elder. The ringmaster marched over and plucked the shivering hybrid into his arms, barring his face in a head full of slate hair. Ciel is mine. Mine Mine Mine Mi-

Everyone, in pajamas or not, rushed to see what Mayrin and Sebastian discovered, and all let out a pained cry or disbelieved gasp.

On the trailer's side, it read, "GIVE IT TO US OR DIE.

A/N: _{(O.O)}_…. R&R