CHAPTER-12

DESCRIPTION: No my friends, Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler) is still not mine.

This chapter has not gone through any Beta or pre reader. Mistakes are mine and I know that; you don't have to tell me.

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~BMB~

"So…how did the 'birds and bees' talk go?" Sebastian asked as he placed wet kisses on Enigma's naked shoulders and worked on opening the cords, which are holding the dress, open.

"Mmmm…I had to go…in detail for Elizabeth to really…understand what I was talking about. I think…I may have scarred that poor girl…didn't you noticed…she didn't even hugged Ciel goodbye before going." She replied between pants.

Sebastian nibbled on her neck, making her moan in pleasure. "Any word of praise will fade in front of you today, my love." He purred. Enigma's bodice loosened and the whole dress fell on the floor in a bunch, leaving a half naked girl in front of Sebastian. "You-your corset?" he stuttered looking at the see through short pant type undergarment. Waist up his wife was bare, leaving him free to ogle.

"The dress had a build in corset." Enigma whisper in his ear and she sucked on his ear lube while rubbing her bare chest against his shirt covered one. "You're wearing too much clothes." She complained before ripping off the shirt from his body. In blinks, she had Sebastian naked and ready to jump her.

"Need to be inside you now, my wife." He purred seductively.

"Yes please" Enigma begged as she backed away from him and stepped back until her legs hit the bed. Like a lion on hunt, Sebastian stalked towards her and with a soft push landed Enigma where he wanted.

"I can't explain how mouthwatering you smell, my love. I…I want taste you….taste your soul." Sebastian growled out, barely being able to restrain himself.

"How are you going to do that? It's impossible for a Demon to taste an Angel's soul, oh husband of mine." Enigma teased with a smirk.

Her eyes were fully dilated and darker than ever. The smell of her arousal filled the air. Sebastian took a deep breath and said "The taste of one's arousal and their soul is one and the same, oh bride of mine. I want to taste you. NOW!" he growled out the last word.

He pushed her undergarments down her legs and spread her legs with his hands while looking at her eyes and licking his lips. He bent down and inhaled the smell of her wet pussy. Enigma pushed herself up her elbow to watch. Sebastian took a long lap. Enigma moaned in pleasure. The sensation and view was too much for her. She let herself fell on the bed and enjoy her groom ministrations.

Sebastian lost himself in the ambrosia he tasted for the first time in his life. He doubted that anyone ever tasted this sweet. He took his time to lap and taste the pussy juices while he avoided touching her clit.

"Please…oh…please." He heard his wife sob in frustration. He smirked against her pussy and bit down on her clit.

"Ughhh…MEPHIS…TOPHE…LES!" Enigma screamed into the pillow, trying not to wake the household But Sebastian heard it clearly. He lapped up at the flowing juices and cleaned his wife.

KNOCK! KNOCK!

Enigma calmed down from her high, feeling an incredible urge to feel her husband's length sliding inside her. "I want you…."

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

"…Huh? Did you hear that?" Enigma asked confused.

"It seems master is awake…but what does he want now?" Sebastian sighed angrily.

"Be good. There must be a good reason. Don't be a jerk. Go get dressed." Enigma scolded as she snapped her fingers and her clothes were changed into nightwear. Sebastian just put on his pant and went to open the door.

Outside the door was an extremely embarrassed looking Ciel with his pillow and blanket. "Young master?" Sebastian asked, puzzled.

"Can I…can I…sleep with you guys. I…I'm missing my parents." He said looking away as explanation. Looking at the boy closely, Enigma knew that it took a lot of courage for this little boy to say those words, since he never shows his weakness to anyone…not even his ever trusty butler.

Before Sebastian could protest, Enigma answered with a warm smile "Sure Ciel. Come on in!"

Sebastian sighed before letting his master enter the room. Ciel walked in with his face flushed in embarrassment and climbed on the bed.

"Go on. Lie down here." Enigma patted at the place in the middle of bed.

Hesitantly Ciel placed his pillow there, and lied down. Sebastian closed the door and approached the bed. He stood by the bed and watched his bride caressing his master's hair softly and humming a lullaby. An unusual sadness gripped his newly found heart. His wife would have been a great mother but the joke of the fate…or should he say…the Almighty, that she would never be able to conceive a child.

He must have sighed loudly that Enigma's eyes snapped towards him with a questioning look. "Are you okay?" she mouthed. Sebastian just gave her a sad smile and nodded. She frowned and mouthed back "We'll talk later."

"Get on the bed." She said softly, gesturing towards the other side of Ciel. Sebastian smirked for some reason puzzling his wife, before he got into the bed.

"What?!" she asked quietly.

"Nothing, my love. Absolutely nothing…at…all." He gave her his ever famous shit eating grin.

"You're planning to pick on him tomorrow, aren't you?" asked Enigma, dryly.

"Goodnight, love." Sebastian muttered with a smile and turned the lights off.

The window was blurred with snow which had started falling an hour ago. The cold weather made little Ciel shudder in his sleep. Enigma tucked him with a thicker blanket, which appeared out of thin air, and huddled close to him for body heat and gestured for Sebastian to do the same. With a slow smirk, he did has he was told. He was going to have so much fun!

~BMB~

SOMEWHERE IN LONDON STREETS,

"It's cold. Agni, what is this?" An Indian boy, who was wearing a scarf wrapped around his head, asked as he held his hand out to catch the snow.

"It is known as 'snow'…and falls in Great Britain during the winter...My prince." His older white haired traveling companion said.

"Snow..." The boy said, removing his scarf, and revealing wavy, dark-purple hair. "Great Britain, eh...? It is rather beautiful. I want to take it back and show it to mother." He said, smiling confidently.

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