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"The boy never cried again, and he never forgot what he'd learned: that to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed." ― Cassandra Clare
"That was quite fast," Ciel pointed out. Their carriage stopped after no more than 10 minutes. He ignored the butler's outstretched hand and jumped to the dirt road without assistance.
"Yes, but we still have a small walk ahead. Pulling right up to the house would alert him of our presence." Sebastian looked down to the boy. "Young master, it would be best for me to carry you. Is that—"
"Absolutely not. I'll walk behind you." Ciel stood firm on the ground with crossed arms, daring the man to oppose him.
Sebastian sighed. Ciel was so cute when he acted stubborn—although he'd never admit it. "You'll tire after long, and I move silently. To be successful, we'll need to move quickly and not make any noise."
Damn him. Why does he always have to be right? A demon's movements are swift and I would most definitely slow him down by trudging along. "Fine," he agreed. "But don't try anything. This is not the time to fool around."
"Right." Sebastian scooped up the small teen. "There are many more opportunities for that," he smirked.
"Shut it," Ciel growled, "just go already."
Sebastian took off running. He glided through the forest, easily dodging trees and logs. Ciel dug tighter into the demon's shoulders and settled his face into his neck. The cradling arms held him with a firmly against his chest and he felt completely at ease. His anger subsided for the moment and he closed his eyes. The flowing movements soothed Ciel and he frowned when he was gently dropped on the grass. Luckily, the disappointment went unnoticed by the demon.
Sebastian lowered behind Ciel and placed a hand on his shoulder. He pointed to the large, single-floored house a few yards ahead and whispered directly into the boy's ear, "This is the Alexander's guesthouse." Sebastian's hot breath against his ear made his pulse race. He wanted the man so badly but knew he must remain stoic. He wouldn't take back his accusation and forgiveness was not an option, for now at least.
Ciel swallowed and moved towards the illuminated home. Sebastian grabbed the boy's hand and laced their fingers together. Ciel glared at the man but didn't let go; the butler raised his chin in victory.
"I'll go in first, follow me and keep close. I don't know how dangerous this guy is." Sebastian let go of Ciel's hand and slowly opened the front door. Once it opened a crack without a sound, he pushed it open quickly and stepped inside. Every light in the home seemed to be on; the mystery man apparently had no clue how to hide out properly. The brightness was a sharp contrast from the dark forest outside and Ciel blinked multiple times before entering the guesthouse fully.
"Who are you?" An anxious voice called to the pair. He looked to be in his late thirties with ear length chocolate hair and bright green eyes. He was tall, but still about half a foot shorter than Sebastian. His physique was average for a man his age, but could certainly put up a good fight with a normal human male. His fists clenched at his sides and his knees bent slightly to prepare for attack or escape.
Sebastian draped a protective arm over Ciel's shoulder, which was shrugged off as the boy moved away from the possessive butler.
"My name is Ciel Phantomhive. Who might you be?" The teen leaned casually against the wall, confident and suave as ever. Sebastian licked his lips at the delicious sight but quickly turned his attention back to the unnamed man when he spoke.
"I, uh…I'm…Lawrence Johnson." His face twitched but he kept his stance firm.
Sebastian chuckled softly. "If you're going to lie, you should at least put effort into it. Now you're just wasting the Earl's time."
"I—I'm not lying!" He exclaimed. Sebastian laughed again and opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off but an annoyed Ciel.
"Sebastian," the boy interrupted, "Stop playing with him and tell me his real name. I'm sure you know already."
"Of course, young master. This," he gestured to the man in question, "Is Lord Stephen Alexander."
Ciel's eyes widened. "What? Lady Helen said he died in a fire! I knew I couldn't trust that rotten—"
"Ms. Alexander is unaware that her husband is still very much alive. She believes—along with everyone else—that he is dead."
"I d-don't know what you're talking about…" Stephen attempted to compose himself, but failed miserably. He clenched and unclenched his fists; his lips pursed; sweat grew on his forehead. His eyes glued to the floor like his life depended on it, which it did, in a way.
"Mr. Alexander, you are a terrible liar…you staged your own death to form a group called the White Ravens. Your gang's uniform is right there." The butler pointed at the white cloak hanging over the armchair behind Stephen.
Stephen replied with newfound strength. The quivering in his voice disappeared entirely as he spoke again, "You two had better leave now or you'll be sorry. My guys will be here soon and you'll be hopelessly outnumbered."
Ciel laughed. "I don't think they'll be much of a problem."
"You don't—"
"More importantly," Ciel interrupted a second time, "why did you form this group…and send them on your own wife? You were happily married from what I've been told."
"Ha! Happily married…" the man scoffed. "The first few months were great. Then the filthy bitch decided I wasn't enough for her and started sleeping around with every man who looked her way: the butler, her best friend's fiancé, my boss of ten years, all of them! I wouldn't be surprised if she went after you!" Stephen gestured to Sebastian. "She's an evil temptress and a sinner who deserves punishment!"
"Ooh, temptress; that's a good one. I'll be sure to use that in our next argument." Ciel eyed his lover cheekily.
The butler glared at the boy before speaking, "What am I to do with him, master? Shall I kill him, or would you like to expose his existence to the villagers?"
"That will only complicate matters," Ciel replied languidly, "kill him now."
Sebastian slowly removed each glove with smiling teeth as he stared at the man. He licked the illuminated symbol on his left hand and took a step forward.
"Don't move your scrawny ass unless you want the pretty pirate boy here to die." A large man roughly trapped Ciel against his chest and pressed a knife to his throat. He spoke with a boldness soon to be lost.
Sebastian spun around and hissed at the man; his murderous red eyes bore into the assailant. "Return him to me now. I'll only warn you once." His voice was rough and his words deliberate. Ciel barely contained a lustful whimper.
"You hurt me!?" the man chuckled, "you're delusional! And now you're outnumbered!" A group of men all different ages and builds walked through the door and paused as they took in the scene. Sebastian growled from deep in his throat, his gaze never left Ciel's attacker.
"Now you're gonna get it." Ciel smiled smugly, waiting for the show to begin.
Sebastian's eyes flickered a sinister cherry color and his pupils morphed into a slit shape; black feathers floated to the ground from the demon's back. Where do those feathers come from, anyway? He doesn't have wings in his human form…. An unearthly glow cloaked him as he advanced on the attacker. Although I wouldn't really describe this as his human form… His smile revealed jagged rows of pointed teeth. "Mortals like you are so intriguing. You never know when to give up, even to creatures far superior than yourself; that leads to your inevitable downfall."
The man pushed Ciel away and started to back up. "H-hey, you can have the kid. He's all yours!"
The creature smiled menacingly. "Of course he's mine. I appreciate you not harming him. However, you laid your disgusting hands all over him and threatened to kill him; that is unforgiveable." The demon stalked his prey; every advancement precise as he closed in.
"Wha-what are you?!" The attacker scrambled backwards and began hyperventilating.
"I am simply…" Sebastian continued to approach the man. Various whispers passed between the men still at the door. They huddled up and debated running or attacking; neither was agreed on and they anxiously watched the demon. "…one hell of a butler."
The boy perched upon the armrest of a nearby couch, completely enthralled by his lover. Ciel crossed his legs and tossed his right arm along the top of the chair. "You know, you're ridiculously sexy when you're possessive like that," Ciel purred from his seat.
"That's rather concerning," the predator replied. "You should be frightened by an infuriated creature from hell." The man's hit the wall and he looked around hysterically for a way out.
"But you're my infuriated creature from hell," Ciel cupped his face in his hand and grinned at the wreck of a man when he glanced at the boy.
"Is that so?" Sebastian looked at Ciel for the first time since the commotion began. He breathed in sharply and almost fell off the couch from lack of muscle control. The man's dark cat eyes pierced into his wide cerulean orb; he licked his lips painfully slow and sent Ciel into a daze, he couldn't look away from the beautiful demon. His body screamed out to call for Sebastian; to be held tightly and kissed until his lips felt numb.
Don't be an idiot! You can't give him the satisfaction of seeing you lose it. He's the wild animal here, not you.
Ciel untied the string behind his head and exposed a glowing lavender eye. "Sebastian, I order you to kill that man. Oh, and your girlfriend's husband who passed out a few seconds ago. Actually, just get rid of them all; give me a good show." Ciel winked at the quivering men.
"Yes, my young lord." A mere second after his response, the demon leapt at his master's assailant and snapped his neck with a single hand. The man slumped to the floor with a loud thud, mouth open and eyes glazed over.
Sebastian turned to the dozen men cowering in the doorway. He stood behind them leaning against the now locked door. "Who's next?" The gang whipped their heads back in surprise; they hadn't seen him move, let alone sneak behind them undetectably. He grabbed the head of a young blonde man and broke his neck as he did to the man before. The others ran around the room attempting to find an exit.
Sebastian flew along the walls, effortlessly barricading the two doors with cabinets and breaking the locks on the windows. He scanned the men greedily, basking in each expression of complete terror and bewilderment. Some hid under tables or behind couches; others pressed up against walls unable to move; the rest ran around screaming curses and prayers. Sebastian laughed cynically at a man trying to "exorcise" him with simple prayers and pleas to his god. He silenced the fool with a knife directly to the heart and rolled his eyes. "Obnoxious human..."
The demon's glow had dissipated and his teeth returned to his perfect human rows sometime between his first and third kills. His eyes continued to glow as he seized a human from under the table. He gripped the man's shirt and lifted him inches off the floor to meet his blood-red eyes. "Do you fear me?"
"I…uh…Y-yes," the short man squeaked. Sebastian dropped him and clutched his hair as he attempted to crawl back to his hiding spot.
"You see?" Sebastian looked into the amused boy's eyes. "This man is afraid of me—as he rightly should. Probably closer to petrified, hm?" The man nodded in response and clenched his eyes shut.
"It's not like I see you as an adorable bunny-rabbit," he stated. "But it's difficult to fear something contractually obligated to protect me." The always well-mannered noble fell back against the thick couch cushions. A sudden boldness shot through him and he added, "That and surviving your monstrous dick up my ass without being torn apart."
Each man's expression changed from terror to complete shock. Their eyes flickered between the couple, dumbfounded. Ciel supposed they would laugh at or detest the couple if they weren't being hunted by a demon at the present time.
"Well, I'm killing them anyway," Sebastian mumbled.
"You're games have dragged on long enough," the boy called languidly from the couch. "Finish them off so I can get some sleep."
"My apologies, master. I'll just be a moment." He propelled daggers (from his apparently endless supply) into every head within his sight. He used his skilled hands to finish off the rest after dragging them out of hiding. He loomed over the still unconscious Stephen Alexander and decapitated him with a flick of his wrist.
"Did I entertain you well?" he asked, drifting towards the boy.
"Yes, that was quite the demonstration, but it would be difficult to explain this massacre." He raised his arms to be lifted by the gentle butler. The transformation from relentless killer to obedient servant was instantaneous; Ciel could change his mood entirely without realizing it. He held the boy close and reveled in his warmth.
"If we burn the house, we can call it accidental and say we drove the gang out of town. It would be best not to call attention to this bloodbath," he yawned.
"How ironic," Sebastian mused. "This is the second time the guesthouse will be engulfed by flames, both caused by a raven." He laughed silently at his clever joke.
The demon lit a few candles, threw them to the floor, and exited the burning house. He smiled at the teen that had quickly fallen asleep in his sheltering arms.
"How could this monster of a boy look so adorable when he's unconscious? My young master is a very curious creature."
"Maybe I shouldn't rebuild the guesthouse again…catching fire twice in just a few years is surely a bad omen," Lady Helen Alexander grumbled as she stared aimlessly into her yard. Ciel felt slight pity for the clueless woman across from him. Her husband faked his own death, tried to kill her, and brutally murdered, unknowing of it all. His pity was fleeting, however, due to her numerous acts of infidelity and flirting with his man.
The boy closely watched the butler from his peripheral vision to catch any signs of interest in the woman's actions or words; so far, the man remained loyal to his previous words. 'I was only joking…' We'll see about that. One wrong look and you're dead. Ciel exhaled with annoyance at his next thought: If only I could cause the demon actual pain…punching his face is essentially a tiny poke to his cheek.
The three conversed on the back porch since the parlor lay in ruins from the previous night's fire. Ciel had explained that he and Sebastian found the gang in her guesthouse and convinced them to leave; the cause of the fire unknown to them. Lady Helen now sipped her tea, turning over the information. The earl wished to leave then without another word to the horrid woman; he cursed the manners a noble must obey that prevented him from grabbing his butler and hauling out of there.
As usual, the all-knowing demon caught his master's displeasure. "I'm sure that the White Ravens will not make another appearance, so if you would excuse us, my young master has some important meetings to attend," he smiled politely.
"Yes, yes, of course!" Lady Helen sung. "Now, Sebastian," she loudly whispered behind a cupped hand. "Are you sure I can't keep you here? I'll pay you triple what he does and give you…extra benefits," She giggled and winked at the man.
Ciel opened his mouth to scream at her when Sebastian stepped between them. "I am devoted to the Phantomhive house and do not intend to leave my young master for any reason. I will be with him until the very end, and that is why I must to decline your offer." He continued without hesitation, "We'll be leaving now. My master and I thank you for your hospitality."
The woman blushed a shade resembling her bright lipstick and stammered, "I…y-yes, well thank you for everything, Ciel. Let me know if there's a way I can repay you."
Ciel stood and walked towards the house with his butler trailing faithfully. He turned around and smiled, "Oh, I won't."
With that, the teen triumphantly walked through the manor and continued out the front doors, not giving a single glance anywhere but straight ahead.
Sebastian smirked from behind the feisty boy. Ciel may be a pretentious brat most of the time, but he was irresistible when he forced his superiority on his unsuspecting victims.
Ciel turned around and scolded the butler for not opening the carriage door. "Are you going to stand there like an idiot all day? Get in!"
Sebastian smiled. So damn hot.
The end.
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