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So, sorry folks, for the very long wait. I swear I won't go into where I was (I WAS KIDNAPPED! KIDNAPPED! justkidding). And this is probably my shortest chapter yet on this story, and it is not the chapter I promised in the last update. That's next chapter. Next chapter has smutty goodness. Next chapter is a must see. o uo
So I do apologize, and I do regret how short this was. I have an explination for why this is so short, by the way. It'll be the bottom AN, if you want to hear it. ^^
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Chapter Nine: Untitled
Time has skipped, somehow, and Ciel finds himself inside Sebastian's moderate sized home. Almost all of it is Victorian-style, which Ciel was, strangely enough, not at all surprised by. The furniture looks antique, with beige and browns giving them personality, and enough wear and tear to look fragile, yet with food sitting precariously on top of the wooden coffee table; the walls look almost without paint, as if they haven't been touched since the house was built most likely in the early 1800s, but somehow Ciel knew they were probably recently painted; and to top it off, there was no television.
The smaller man remembers feeling anxious standing outside the large white door, waiting for Sebastian with singing nerves, and dancing butterflies. He remembers the door opening, and instantly, just upon looking into Sebastian's ruby red eyes, he regained his cool and collected aura, and with arrogance strutted into the home, and gave it a critical once over. He would be lying if he said it wasn't a beautiful set-up, and just magnificent in itself.
Sebastian had kindly taken the boys coat, and led him to the "tea room". Ciel had been overjoyed with this- as his favorite beverage was, in fact, tea. Sebastian claimed he knew that from some website.
"You Wikipedia-d me?" Ciel asked with a scoff, before taking a sip of his tea.
Sebastian only smirked over the top of his own tea cup.
For some reason that response sent shivers down Ciel's spine, and he blushed, promising himself that this will not become a habit.
They finished their tea within an hour of Ciel being there, and had barely spoken to each other. Their silences hadn't been uncomfortable, really. In fact, Ciel took great comfort in Sebastian's presence, alone.
"So what have you got planned for this evening?" Ciel questioned, nibbling on his millionth cookie. Sebastian was one hell of a cook, he had to admit.
Sebastian didn't miss a beat before replying, "I was thinking a nice dinner on the balcony."
Ciel hummed in approval, already looking forward to whatever Sebastian had planned.
"Then," Sebastian continued, inching closer to Ciel, "a slice of my homemade chocolate cake for you, and…" He takes the cookie out of Ciel's hands, and brings the pale, dainty appendages to his lips, gently caressing them with feather light brushes. "A nice, little slice of… you; for me." His voice drops an octave, and he applies more pressure on Ciel's hands with his lips.
Ciel watches through lidded eyes the entire time, his arousal at Sebastian's proximity made very clear by the bulge in his form-fitting slacks. Sebastian sees this, and smirks against Ciel's pale fingers, before backing away, back onto his side of the couch.
Ciel clears his throat, and attempts to recapture himself.
"Yes, well, we'll see about that last bit." He mumbles, though he's not to sure he convinced himself. He was sure by the end of this "date", him and Sebastian were going to be doing more then kissing- and he wasn't sure why, but that thought made him aching to use his mouth and lips for… something other than kissing.
Sebastian laughs when Ciel's face tilts down, and the boy's cheeks become inflamed.
"Shut up." Ciel grumbles, covering his face.
Sebastian's laughter gradually decreases, and he is left with his usual smirk. He doesn't look away from the boy once in the next several minutes of comfortable silence in the room. His crimson eyes watch the boys every move- like he had promised they are fond of doing, already. He takes in every bit of visible, pale flesh his eyes can feast on, and commits it to memory, just in case Ciel can resist Sebastian's charms tonight. He certainly hoped that was not the case.
"So what have you made for dinner?" Ciel asks, at last, breaking the easy silence. "I'm feeling quite famished."
Sebastian's eyes still do not stray from Ciel's form, still tracking every thing he could with his eyes. He answered, anyway, "That's a surprise, young one. Not an unpleasant one, either, mind you."
"I see…" Ciel refused to let the silence over come them again. With the silence brought room for thoughts and emotions, and a… crackling tension that set Ciel's nerve endings on fire. He wasn't sure how much more of this he could handle, before he ripped Sebastian's clothes off, and tasted the man. He couldn't help the feeling of his mouth salivating at the thought of getting his mouth on this man.
"I don't think the food is done, yet, though. I had only put it in the oven a little while before you arrived. It still has quite a while to go." Sebastian said with a grin at Ciel's squirming.
Ciel winced at this. Another "while" before they could be out of this atmosphere? He wasn't sure he would last.
But then, fate! Ciel jumped up from the couch, and looked to Sebastian in panic. "Sebastian I've been here for over four hours!"
Sebastian's face paled, and his eyes widened. He, for the first time, took his eyes off of Ciel to look at the clock. Upon seeing the time, he let out a loud yelp, and jumped from the couch, running to the kitchen, which Ciel assumed was behind the white, swinging door, Sebastian just disappeared behind.
Ciel waited for what seemed like forever, until Sebastian came through the doors again, carrying some black, charred, remains of some poor, poor defenseless food product. He nearly cried seeing how delicious whatever was on that plate could have been.
Sebastian ran by him, and out the front door, dumping whatever was on the pan, into the gutter in front of his house. The small flame went out immediately, and a pillar of black smoke rose from the remains.
A short, five minutes later Sebastian returned inside with a sad look on his face. He looked at Ciel gravely, and said in a completely serious voice, "I did all I could to save it, Ciel. But in the end… It just, didn't make it."
Ciel's face crumpled.
They stood in another silence, this time there was no electricity charging the air. They looked up into each other's eyes, and stared for several seconds, before both men began laughing.
They both laughed so hard, they had tears in their eyes when they finally calmed down to a small chuckle every few seconds.
"Oh, you fucking idiot…" Ciel chastised, wiping at his eyes. "I can't believe you did that."
"I wouldn't have forgotten if you weren't so goddamn sexy." Sebastian countered. "Now come on, let's go get some Chinese, or something."
Ciel shook his head, still laughing as they walked out the door.
* Reason: I started writing this chapter ages ago, not long after I updated with the last chapter. However I got very side -tracked. 1) End of the school year, finals, blah blah. 2) Grandpa died. 3) Grandma had surgery so I had to go stay with her for a little while. 4) I moved.
So, I tried to type as often as I could, but these last few months have been killing me. ANYWAY. So, I finaly got to the smut part - because this was originaly going to be that promised chapter "Oh, Ciel.. Oh God" - and, I was rereading. And the chapter looked like shhhhiiiittttttt, I'm not going to lie. So I selected the whole thing, and deleted it. Then started over with this one. But then I started to get into one of those moods (because I am bipolar. e.e) and it started to get a little depressing and tense and boring.
So I deleted all that. Then I began writing again, and thought it was going fine, until I began to read, again, and discovered it was getting to be too tense again. So I decided to go with an alternate ending for this chapter. Instead of continuing the tense mood, and boring dialouge of innuendo, innuendo, innuendo, I made a sort of comic ending, and decided that that would set the mood better for when it does go into the smut... next chapter.*
Next Chapter: Oh, Ciel.. Oh God
I'm going to reply to all the review next chapter, because it is 3:33 AM (nojoke) and I am very tired.
Now, get yo sexeh asses back into the kitchen, and make me a damn review sandwich! juskiddingiloveyouall. Do it, though. c;
