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Chapter Thirty-Six
By: Akiru chan and Disgruntled Minion
Sebastian huffed as he balanced on the tree branch outside of Ciel's classroom. After the last incident in his art room, Ciel had stated that they would be better off if Sebastian kept some distance between them so they wouldn't cause a scene again. Sulking at being left outside like some dog, Sebastian looked around the campus once more, trying to find any source of harm.
On Ciel's part, he was doing his best to ignore Sebastian. He could vaguely see the man through the window, hidden by the bright green leaves of the tree. It was making it hard to concentrate in class. Not that he needed to pay too much attention to the sixth still-life they had done that month, but he had already miss shaded a jar that had once held a human heart, or so the Undertaker had said. Ciel wasn't sure if he believed the story or not.
As Ciel turned back to his drawing, Sebastian grumbled to himself and moved back to his own job. As annoying as it was, it was best that he was out here. Away from Ciel, Sebastian could focus more on the task at hand; and it was a job that he took very seriously.
His eyes watched as a sports team ran laps around the track, the coach yelling at them from the side to pick up the pace. Turning his attention from them, Sebastian glanced to the side, bringing up the scope to look out at the parking lot.
It was full, with only a few people walking through the cars as they either finished classes or were arriving for them. He watched as a male pulled a gym bag from the trunk and slammed it shut before walking towards the campus.
Sebastian's eyebrows furrowed and he trained the scope on the male. He looked to be about Ciel's age and to the normal eye, the individual looked like an average male student. But he walked carefully and his eyes were moving around too much, taking in the area around him.
Without thought, Sebastian slid down from the tree and dropped lightly to the ground. He wasn't going to take anything to chance, especially after the incident at the market not too long ago. Tucking the scope into his pocket, Sebastian jogged up the steps of the building Ciel was in and quickly moved down the halls to find the proper classroom.
Ciel was just about to put the finishing touches on his drawing when the classroom door flew open. The whole class jumped and turned, and even the Undertaker seemed mildly surprised. When Ciel's eyes fell upon Sebastian he frowned and grew nervous, not knowing what to expect.
"Pardon the interruption," Sebastian said, eyes darting around the room. "But there's a family emergency and I'm afraid that Ciel needs to leave class now. His family is insisting that it's urgent."
Not bothering to argue, Ciel quickly packed his things. His senses were on high alert and he knew something was up. They left the room quickly, Ciel not even bothering to say goodbye to his professor; the Undertaker would understand.
"What's wrong?" Ciel managed to ask as Sebastian hurried him down the halls.
"I think someone's coming after you," Sebastian stated as they rounded a corner. He stopped quickly, feeling Ciel run into his back and he fluidly pushed Ciel around. "Move," he whispered in a hurried tone.
A bullet flew by them, a muffled pop being the only indication that they were being shot at. It nicked the corner of the wall and Sebastian hissed as a small piece of rock hit his cheek. His gun was drawn as he pushed Ciel further down the hall.
"On campus?" Ciel nearly shouted as he went for his own gun. "Are they daft? They're going to get spotted and have the cops called." Another bullet whizzed by, and despite the use of a silencer, the shot still made enough racket to draw passing attention.
Sebastian didn't answer as he shoved Ciel down a flight of steps. A bullet lodged into the wall over their heads as they jumped down several steps. He skidded around the corner, making sure to keep Ciel in front of him as they sprinted down the corridor.
Another stairwell came into view and Sebastian yanked Ciel into it, ushering him back up. They needed to make it up to the roof where they wouldn't draw as much attention and where they could possibly spot any snipers. It was a gamble, but it was just as big a gamble as running across the campus grounds.
This was really beginning to annoy Ciel. His everyday, normal life was being threatened and he was not about to deal with this. "This shithead is going to die," Ciel ground out as he was forced every which way by Sebastian.
Footsteps sounded behind them as they climbed up another flight of steps and onto the top floor. Sebastian didn't even need to tell Ciel where they were going and without a word, they were running down the hall toward the steps that led to the roof.
Sebastian sent Ciel up first, covering him from behind and trusting that the younger male would cover their front until they reached the door. Once Ciel was up, Sebastian finished shutting the door as their pursuer rounded the corner.
"Cover my back," Sebastian ordered and moved up to the roof's door. It was cracked open, light streaming in as Sebastian peeked out, making sure the roof was clear before calling Ciel out.
Ciel followed, looking around to the other buildings on campus. From the naked eye, there wasn't anything that looked out of place, and it seemed their pursuer was working alone. Probably for stealth reasons, although Ciel failed to see what was stealthy about shooting in a heavily populated area. The man was obviously an amateur.
"I think we are clear here," Ciel said quietly as he turned to where their main threat was coming at them.
Sebastian nodded and continued to scan the area around them as Ciel watched the door that they had come from. It was a fool's mission to come at them now; they had the high ground.
"Should we rush him now and save us the trouble?" Sebastian asked and turned his attention back to the door.
"I don't see why we should do anymore running," Ciel said, not feeling up to further exertion. Having the guy come at them and taking him down with the pull of the trigger sounded far better.
Sebastian gestured to the door, his gun ready to shoot as soon as it was opened. Ciel circled around and pointed his gun at the door as well. With careful movements, Sebastian pulled the door open, the barrel pointing down into the narrow stairwell.
Silence met them and a quick scan showed that it was empty. Scoffing, Sebastian took a hesitant step forward. "He's gone," he stated.
"Bastard would run." Ciel peeked around the door, seeing that the stairway was indeed empty. It figured that they had run for nothing, and now they didn't have a body for all their trouble.
"Let's go," Sebastian muttered. "We need to get you home. Hopefully this won't interfere with our upcoming mission. This might be the final straw that forces Tanaka to keep us on lock down."
"Can we not tell him?" Ciel asked hopefully. "After all, nothing happened."
Sebastian frowned as they moved down the hallway. He still kept an eye out for their would be assailant, knowing that he could just be waiting for the right time to strike. "I should report it," he stated. "We were shot at. But I have a feeling that you wouldn't like that."
"We could be mistaken. It could have all been a figment of our imaginations." Ciel was feeling oddly cheerful despite what had just happened. Perhaps it was the secret brewing between himself and Sebastian that had him giddy.
For a few moments, Sebastian looked torn. Duty and family were warring once more against Ciel's wishes; he knew that Tanaka would be furious if they kept this from him. But would it hurt that much to wait until after the assignment to tell the older man what had happened today?
Sighing, Sebastian turned to Ciel. "We'll still tell him. But we'll wait until after this assignment. It might've been a fluke."
Ciel flew up and kissed Sebastian on the cheek. "This is why I love you," he said, looking like a happy little child, albeit a deadly one. They walked towards the exit and Ciel contemplated going back to class. He had left most of his supplies there in his haste to leave, but going back to look at heart holding jars did not appeal to Ciel at the moment.
"Let's just go back to the mansion and get ready for this assignment," Sebastian murmured as they finally emerged outside. It was bright and Sebastian slid some sunglasses on as they walked to the car.
"You still haven't told me exactly what we're doing," Ciel said as he tried to keep pace with Sebastian. All the while they kept an eye on their surroundings but nothing suspicious was standing out. It was indeed like the happening had all been in their heads. Ciel should have bothered to see where the bullets had been wedged into the hall walls.
Sebastian waited until they were in the car to answer, not wanting anyone to overhear the rest of their conversation. Once they were on the road, Sebastian glanced at Ciel and watched as the trees flashed by while Finny drove. "We're doing a close range assassination," he finally answered. "Poison will be the choice weapon this time. Just a small prick of the needle and no one will know."
The thought of using poison excited Ciel, and he perked up at this news. "Well that's new," he said as he turned to Sebastian fully. "Are you going to teach me something new?"
A small chuckle escaped Sebastian's lips. "That depends. Would you rather dress up as the girl, or be the one injecting the poison?"
"I think it's your turn to dress as the woman," Ciel snapped, earning him a look from Finny. The man seemed like he wanted to make a comment but the glare he received from Ciel kept him quiet.
"Then I'll show you how to subtly inject the poison while I talk with the target." Sebastian leaned over and nipped Ciel's lip. "And I'll show you my female disguise that you've wanted to see so badly."
"Let's just hope I'll be able to control myself." The look on Ciel's face was hard to put a name too, and he just sat there leering at Sebastian.
Sebastian blinked once before leaning back with a small chuckle. "We'll see what happens," he stated, humor present in his voice. Leaning his head against the window, Sebastian watched as the mansion grew larger, signaling the end of their conversation.
Ciel quieted, seeming put out that they had arrived home so soon. Finny pulled in front of the stone steps of the main entrance to drop them off. "Mums the word?" Ciel asked as Finny drove away and they stood staring up at the front door.
"For now," Sebastian answered with a smirk. They climbed up the steps and Sebastian held open the door for Ciel. "Until then, shall I go show you how to properly administer the poison?"
"Sounds like fun." The door opened and they moved across the entrance way. A few people lulled about; some smiled and others frowned. It was something Ciel was quickly growing used to and he no longer batted an eyelash at the disapproving looks.
Ciel's bag was dropped off in the room and Sebastian plucked out a small syringe that would be good practice for Ciel. This was something that Ciel would excel at, Sebastian had no doubts about that. For now, they would work with water for safety reasons, but on the actual day, the syringe would be filled with a poison of their choice.
Sebastian smirked. That was always the fun part; picking out the right poison that would be the most deadly. Or perhaps one that would cause hallucinations or even a high enough fever to make the body go into shock as the internal organs slowly shut down.
"Who am I going to poke?" Ciel found himself wondering, smirking down at the long needle. He had never been a big fan of shots; it wasn't that they were painful, they were just unpleasant experiences.
"A member of the house," Sebastian answered. "He's been taking bribes and funding a rival gang. Tanaka won't stand for it anymore. The man is abusing his power after we helped him get there and he's stabbed us in the back."
Ciel waved the information away, not really caring. "I don't mean our target. Who am I going to practice on?" He looked eager and had a slight manic gleam to his eye.
Sebastian cocked his head to the side. "Perhaps Claude? Or would you rather use Alois?" He bowed slightly. "The choice is yours, my lord."
"Choices, choices." Ciel thought it over, wondering just who he could target. Alois was always fun to mess with, but the boy had no decency for respecting those above him. Ciel could see him being more difficult than what he was worth. Claude, on the other hand, knew how to grin and bear it while sneaking in amusing yet snide comments when he could. "Claude perhaps?" Ciel suggested, although the man had been slightly less annoying as of late.
Sebastian nodded and padded out of the room. "Let's go get him then," he stated as he walked down the hall. "So much to practice and not enough time. This has to be done perfectly, and Claude will be a tough target."
"All the better to use him then." Claude would indeed force Ciel to be at the top of his game. This was going to turn interesting, Ciel just knew it. They ventured around, trying to find where the man might be. His room was vacant, and the kitchen empty.
"He might be down at the shooting range," Sebastian suggested and checked his watch. If they didn't find Claude soon, they would have to go with someone else; it was already getting late and he wanted to get in enough practice time.
The shooting range was a little further out on the property, past the gardens. It would be a long and unneeded walk. "Don't you have his number or something? You did date the guy." Calling Claude up would be so much easier, but something told Ciel that that was asking for a little too much.
Sebastian pulled a face. "I have a feeling that's a trick question," he stated.
Ciel shot him an unamused look. "Frankly, I don't care if you have an ex's number in your phone. Considering you work so closely, it'd be stupid not to have it," he quipped and stopped walking down the hall. There was no way he was going to walk any further without knowing if he had to or not.
Grumbling, Sebastian pulled out his phone and flipped through the contacts until Claude's name popped up. Without a word, Sebastian pressed the talk button and brought up the phone. "Where are you?" he asked. An eyebrow twitched and Sebastian's hand tightened around the phone. "Yes Claude, I'm so horny for you that I couldn't help but call you to demand rough and wild sex."
The phone was snatched away quickly at that response and Ciel took matters into his own hands. There would be no wild and rough sex for Sebastian tonight unless it included Ciel and only Ciel. "Where are you?" Ciel reiterated, expecting a different and more professional response from the other man.
"Why hello, Master Ciel," Claude drawled. "I take it you don't like sharing. Not that I can blame you but still, you acted rather fast. And if you must know, I'm in the library, researching."
Ciel didn't bother to comment on Claude's tone, knowing there was no point. "When's the quickest you can get to our room? We need your help," he said quickly, having no time to dally.
"Really now?" Claude asked, a smirk present in his voice. "Are you taking me up on the offer of a threesome? I'll claim Sebastian's ass and he can have yours. I figure that's fair."
"Only if you're taking me up on my offer to castrate you," Ciel said in too sweet of a voice.
A small grumble settled over the phone. "Fine. I'll be there shortly."
"Good boy." The phone was hung up and tossed back to Sebastian. "He'll be here in a moment," Ciel informed and began the trot back towards their room.
Sebastian blinked briefly before reaching forward to grab Ciel. His possessive side flared as he dragged Ciel back against his body and captured Ciel's lips in a fierce kiss.
A squeak left Ciel's mouth as he was caught completely off guard. He wasn't sure what sparked the violent passion but he couldn't care as he pushed himself into the warmth of Sebastian's body. It didn't even matter that they were standing in the middle of the hall where anyone could see them. Let them gawk at their affection for one another. Ciel had nothing to hide when it came to his love for Sebastian.
Tongues met, and Ciel's hand came up to clutch at the material of Sebastian's shirt. The buttons declared their anger at being mishandled as Ciel pulled tightly at them and threads screamed out before a button came snapping off. Neither man paid it much mind, even as Ciel pulled away to lick his now swollen lips.
"Later," Sebastian murmured against Ciel's lips. He licked at the wetness covering the younger male's lips before nipping at them. "I have plans for you." He pulled back completely as footsteps sounded down the hall and he turned around to face Finny who smiled as he caught sight of the two.
Ciel returned the gesture with a wave of his hand. "I thought you went off to do... something with Bard?" He couldn't remember the exact thing Finny had told them he had to do, and quite frankly Ciel didn't care.
"He's still away," Finny stated. "So Tanaka is having me do inventory of weapons and letting me take care of the gardens again. It's almost spring, you know. Lots of work to be done before anything new can be planted."
"Well the gardens are looking lovely already." There wasn't much more that needed to be done in Ciel's opinion, but then again what did he know about gardening.
Finny beamed. "Thank you! They'll look even better in the spring when everything is blooming. The butterflies come too and it just looks wonderful." He spun around in a circle to emphasis how everything would look.
The action made Sebastian chuckle. "Make sure you plant some white roses this time. The white would be a nice touch in all the colors that will bloom."
Finny nodded quickly. "On it, Mr. Sebastian," he stated and snapped a quick salute. "Shall I leave you two alone now?"
"Unless you want to see Claude get poked a few hundred times with a needle," Ciel said, looking entirely too pleased with the prospect.
A small chuckle left Finny's mouth. "That would be interesting, but I have to pick up some new scopes before I run out of time." He grinned widely. "Poke him extra hard for me, Ciel."
Ciel and Sebastian waved their goodbyes. "I didn't know Finny could be so ruthless." Ciel laughed and looked up at Sebastian who had a smile quirking his lips.
"He can be quite cruel when he needs to be," Sebastian stated with pride. He turned around as more footsteps sounded down the hall and he saw Claude walking towards them with a scowl.
"So what mundane task am I helping you with?" He asked and looked over them. "Something stupid or just a waste of my time?"
Sebastian glanced at Ciel before turning back to Claude. "Why don't you come with us and we'll explain along the way," he stated with a grin.
Ciel's pocket felt heavy, as if it were laden with lead. It was the mere thought of what settled there that weighed Ciel down. He felt increasingly nervous, and shifted carefully upon his seat. The needle and contained poison nestled cozily against Ciel's thigh and he prayed the tiny bit of plastic that encased the needle of the syringe did not snap off. Ciel didn't even want to think of the consequences of injecting himself.
Instead, Ciel's eyes stayed glued to a pretty woman sitting a table away as she sat in a man's lap and played coyly with his tie. The man, gruff and stout, ran his hands over her pretty curves and touched too familiarly at her thighs and chest. Ciel did little other than bat an eyelash as he turned back towards the bartender at the bar and ordered another beer which he would sip leisurely from. It would do him no good to get drunk.
The woman giggled slightly at something the man whispered in her ear and batted him away. A hand covered her mouth to help hide the blush that was present on her cheeks, not wanting the man to see her embarrassment. She tilted her head to the side as the man tried to kiss her cheek and nearly flew from his lap as hands tried to slip up her dress.
Giving a nervous laugh, she stood up and fixed her dress with the promise to be back with some drinks for them. With a small sway of her hips, she moved towards the bar and stood next to Ciel so she could order the drinks.
"I can't wait until this guy is dead," she murmured, lips not moving.
Ciel looked green, and kept himself from looking at the lady, once man, that stood next to him. Whatever fantasies he had about Sebastian in women's clothing had been trampled the minute he had seen Sebastian walk out of the bathroom in his disguise. It was almost impossible for Ciel to look the older man in the eye.
Sebastian made a very attractive woman, but there was something slightly disturbing about a female Sebastian. Ciel vaguely wondered how Claude had managed to go from chasing after a female to a male. If he had been in the same situation, only backwards, Ciel wasn't sure he could bring himself to pursue this version of his lover.
It was slightly disappointing. Ciel had wanted some payback from Christmas, but his dick didn't seem willing to chase skirts, even if said skirt was hiding a tempting ass. Cross dressing was now one kink Ciel could cross off his list. He didn't mind doing it, but Ciel preferred his partners to be all male, even in their dress.
"I just want you out of that dress," Ciel snapped as soon as the bartender walked away to fill Sebastian's order. The tone and look he sent the other man left no room to mistake the meaning of Ciel's words. There were no hidden innuendos to be found in that clipped statement.
"Understood," Sebastian murmured. "I'll get him in an ideal spot and you can make your move." After that, the disguise would be discarded once more and Sebastian could return to normal; after a very long and thorough shower.
The drink order was placed in front of him and Sebastian smiled at the bartender before moving back to the waiting man. Once he was close enough, he was pulled back down into the waiting lap and Sebastian had to force an embarrassed smile, despite the growing murderous intent.
The politician took a sip of his drink before picking up Sebastian's. "Shall I offer you a drink?" he asked, holding the glass up to Sebastian's mouth. The cup was tilted up, some of the drink splashing into Sebastian's mouth but most of it spilt down the front of his body. "Shit, let me help you with that," the man said quickly and helped Sebastian to his feet.
Before Sebastian had a chance to protest, he was pulled down the hallway. They passed by the bar and Sebastian tossed Ciel a quick look before he followed the man further into the depths of the building.
Ciel downed the rest of his beer, the alcohol doing little to help settle his turning stomach. They would have to work quickly. From the way the man's hand traveled dangerously low on Sebastian's backside, there was only a matter of time until Sebastian's cover was blown. There would be nothing stopping their target from taking advantage of Sebastian once they were alone in a room. Only so much groping and clothing removal could be done before the man figured out his lovely lady for the night was actually very male.
Getting up, Ciel placed some bills on the bar and left. No one paid him much mind, and Ciel found it easy to slip past the crowds of men and some woman. He coughed as he inhaled smoke from a cigar and moved fast to reach the back rooms of the bar. Ciel couldn't be sure what room they had disappeared in, but there weren't many to choose from.
Reaching the second door down, Ciel heard some hurried talking and he opened the door wide without much preamble. Both their target and Sebastian looked up. The target currently had his hands too far up Sebastian's thighs, pushing up the small, tight skirt he wore.
"Sorry," Ciel slurred, acting like a drunken fool. A perverse grin spread across his face. "Someone's trying to get lucky."
"Get out of here boy," the man shouted and stood up. Behind him, Sebastian quickly pulled the skirt down, acting like a flustered young girl who had just been caught by her mother doing something inappropriate. "This is a private room."
"Was looking for the bathroom. Don't s-suppose you know where..." Ciel trailed off as he allowed himself to look around the room as if a neon sign flashing 'restrooms' would appear over the closet door.
The man looked livid. "They're obviously not here. Now get the hell out of this room." He turned to look back at Sebastian and flashed him a fake smile. "I'm sorry about this, love, he'll be gone soon."
Ciel tried to move from the room but lost his balance and slid down the door frame. He giggled cutely and looked up at the two others in the room. "I fell," he said simply, looking quite pleased with himself.
Sebastian hid his laughter behind his hand and quickly averted his eyes at the politician's heavy glare. It seemed as though he didn't like someone else stealing the attention from him. With a small growl, their target stormed over to Ciel and grabbed him under the arms to help hoist him up.
Smiling dumbly, Ciel let his hands rest at his sides. He could feel the bulge of the needle through his pants, and his fingers dipped into his pocket low enough to wrap around the syringe. "Th-thank you sir," Ciel said, saluting the man with his free hand.
"Just get out of here," the man stated. "I'm a little busy here and you're being annoying. Here's some cash; go buy yourself some drinks so you can get out of my hair." Bills were pushed into Ciel's hand and the politician waved his hand, trying to shoo Ciel away.
Ciel looked as if he was going to pitch forward to grab at the money that fell from his hands, but with a fit of sudden vertigo, Ciel fell right back into the man's arms. "Sorry," Ciel said, voice suddenly clear and eyes bright. The syringe that had been pulled out during his fall was stabbed into the man's shoulder and the poison was injected quickly.
A low growl escaped the mans mouth and he raised his hand, getting ready to backhand Ciel across the face. The motion was halted by Sebastian and they glared at each other for a brief moment.
"It was just an accident," Sebastian stated, pouting slightly for emphasis. "If you're going to be that rough with him, I'd hate to see how you'd handle me." The words made Sebastian cringe, but he didn't give the man any time to think about them. Without another word, Sebastian pulled Ciel out of the room and back down the hall. By the time the poison took affect, the politician would have another girl and she would be under fire for a while.
"Bastard didn't feel a thing." Ciel looked down at the syringe for a moment, glad that they had gone with a short butterfly needle. That, coupled with the roughness of Ciel falling into the man and his fingers digging into his back to hold on, made it easy to confuse the pinch of a needle with the pinch of nails.
Sebastian shook his head. "Too hyped up on adrenaline, too. You did a good job; your acting was perfect." He paused to look around the room. "You leave first and I'll settle the bill for the drinks. We can't be seen together."
"Fine by me." Another disgusted look was shot at Sebastian's state of dress and Ciel shook his head before turning around to leave. It would be good to get a breath of fresh air. He waved the bartender goodbye and slipped past the door and into the night air. It was warm but still cool when the wind blew and tousled Ciel's hair. Moving quickly, he moved down the street and headed towards their rendezvous point.
Ciel took his time, not in any hurry. If he was lucky, Sebastian would catch up with him before he had to walk all the way down to the corner hardware store. The syringe was recapped and tucked away safely in his pocket. He no longer had to worry much about it and it would be disposed of as soon as they got home.
Walking past a side street, Ciel slowed, an odd rustling noise gaining his attention. He turned quickly when it got louder, his vision going black as a hand wrapped around his eyes and a cloth was forced against his nose. Ciel struggled, feeling panic grab at him as his consciousness slipped away.
The body fell limp in the attacker's grip before Ciel was hoisted into the person's arms. Silently looking around to make sure that no one was watching, the attacker moved back into the side street and vanished into the shadows.
Ciel moaned as he came too, the world around him swirling as he tried to steady himself. The room was dark aside from a small lamp on a table. A strange sense of deja vu hit, and Ciel's mind quickly recounted exactly what had happened. Ciel went to reach for his gun, finding it gone along with the rest of his clothes.
Feeling exposed, Ciel quickly went to cover himself with his hands. Once again his eyes darted around the room as familiar things popped from the darkness as his eyes adjusted. "I'm at the cabin?" he asked himself, unsure if he should believe it.
"Is there something wrong with that?" A voice asked. Warm hands brushed over Ciel's ankles and slowly traveled up his legs. "You weren't happy at all with the dress earlier and I felt as though I should make it up to you somehow."
"Sebastian?" Ciel was shocked to see the man kneeling in front of him. "But I.. You!" Gears worked in his head until he came to some sort of realization. "You kidnapped me!" He couldn't quite believe it, but it wasn't unthinkable. Sebastian had an odd way of going about things. "You scared me half to death."
"Really now?" Sebastian questioned and cocked his head to the side. "We'll have to fix that first before we can continue any further. Maybe a kiss to start with?" He leaned down to press his lips against Ciel's, his hands coming up to cup Ciel's face.
Normally, Ciel would have welcomed such affection, but the oddity of it all had him halting Sebastian's movements with a palm to the man's face, pushing him away. "What are you doing?" Not that it wasn't evident what Sebastian was doing, it was more the why than the what. Ciel just didn't much care for specifics at the moment.
Confusion settled on Sebastian's face and he leaned back on his heels to look over Ciel. "I can't kiss my boyfriend?" He asked. "Or show him other types of affection?"
Ciel thought he was more than just a boyfriend at this point, but significant other or husband just sounded odd. Instead, he continued to glare and refuse Sebastian's advances. "Kissing yes; kidnapping and stripping him naked while unconscious, not so much," Ciel said blandly, not impressed.
Sebastian blinked before chuckling slightly. "I had my reasons for doing such things; they've been planned for a while, you know. Consider this as a," he paused, and his eyebrows furrowed as he searched for the right word. "Honeymoon, if you will. We never did quite celebrate the union that you proposed a while back. Having it here gives us privacy that the mansion would never truly give and lets us relax away from the family."
"Honeymoon?" Ciel couldn't quite believe he was hearing that term. It was even hard to think that their relationship had indeed gone to the next step, even if Ciel couldn't see it as marriage, but as something much more than just that. There wasn't a term for what they had, and that seemed to suit Ciel just fine.
"For lack of better words," Sebastian stated. He leaned forward again, running his hands down Ciel's sides slowly as he tested the younger male's reaction. "You don't want to have rough and wild sex with me?" He asked teasingly, his mouth brushing against Ciel's ear.
A warm blush flooded Ciel's cheeks and he busied himself with staring at the wood paneled walls. He shook his head after a moment, but still kept his gaze averted. "I don't mind, but I didn't expect this."
Sebastian cocked his head. "Surprise?" he asked. A kiss was pressed underneath Ciel's ear. "Plus, I want you all to myself. No one else to interrupt us or hear us."
"I don't have much of a choice in the matter, do I?" Ciel was smiling now, eyes dancing with humor. His neck was craned to the side so that Sebastian's mouth could slip from his ear and down the expansion of unmarked skin that Ciel presented.
"You can always say no," Sebastian murmured as he trailed down Ciel's neck. His teeth grazed over the skin, drawing a small noise from the younger male.
A moment passed where it seemed as if Ciel was thinking it over. "There wouldn't be any fun in saying no," Ciel said with a Cheshire grin.
"Good," Sebastian answered and nipped at Ciel's collar bone. "We're going to have fun tonight, I promise."
"What do you have planned?" Ciel found himself asking. His body bent itself backwards as he fell back to the floor. The wood was cold against his skin, a drastic contrast to his front which leeched at Sebastian's heat.
Sebastian chuckled. "That's a surprise for now, but you'll find out soon enough." He tugged his shirt off, letting it hit the floor before working to get off his boxers and jeans. Hands trailed down Ciel's body, tracing over toned muscles before coming to a stop at the fully healed scar on Ciel's shoulder.
Without a word, Sebastian lowered his head and pressed his lips against it. The skin was smooth against his mouth and Sebastian traced over the mark lightly. It seemed like only yesterday that Ciel had been shot and the image was still fresh in Sebastian's mind.
Pushing such thoughts from his mind, Sebastian lapped at the scar. The edges were slightly puckered near the far reaches of the scar and only time would smooth them out. One last kiss was pressed to the area before Sebastian trailed down further.
"I have a war scar now," Ciel laughed. He had other minor scrapes on his body, white lines that you could only see in the right light. But this scar was by far his most impressive, but luckily not unsightly. His head lolled to the side and Ciel's hands trailed down Sebastian's sides as they thrummed over ribs and hard muscle. Somewhere out of reach, Ciel knew Sebastian's own scar still sat bold to the eye.
Sebastian chuckled and licked over a dusky nipple, silencing anymore words that were to come out of Ciel's mouth. His tongue swirled over it, teasing it until it stood at attention and allowing Sebastian to nip at it lightly.
A low moan came from Ciel and his hands made a hurried trek back up Sebastian's body so that they could bury into raven hair. Ciel's back arched as he forced the man's face closer to his chest. The coldness on his back was quickly forgotten in favor of the warmth that was quickly spreading throughout his body.
There was a sharp bite in reaction to Ciel's forcefulness and he called out. "Dammit, Sebastian." His voice was already breathy so soon into the activities; he wasn't even fully hard yet.
Sebastian smirked against the skin and switched over to the other, neglected nipple. His mouth and tongue laved it with attention, teasing it as he had done to the first one. Once he was satisfied that it was red enough, Sebastian pulled back and blew over it gently, cool air brushing over Ciel's skin.
Goose-pimples scattered across Ciel's body and he shook from the sensation. Hands still in Sebastian's hair, Ciel drew the man up so that he could press their lips together. His thighs were parting of their own accord as the kiss grew more urgent and he allowed Sebastian to press closer to Ciel's hips.
Their hips ground together, drawing a low moan from both of them as their arousals pressed against each other. Tilting Ciel's head back more, Sebastian kissed Ciel again, his tongue plunging into the younger male's mouth, tasting the alcohol present on his tongue.
Ciel's hands were back at Sebastian's sides, loving the slim hips and hard muscles. He was glad to have his man back, and not the harlot that he had disguised himself as earlier. Feeling Sebastian's erection on his own and hearing the man's deep and husky moans were what Ciel wanted. Having it all back only helped to fuel Ciel's arousal and he could feel himself harden further with each thought and every press of Sebastian's hips.
"You're not allowed to be a woman," Ciel found himself saying, not fully coherent past the pleasure.
Sebastian arched an eyebrow at the comment and he reached down to grasp Ciel's length. He gave it a leisurely pump, smirking when Ciel's hips arched into the touch. His thumb swirled around the tip as he looked up at Ciel. "I suppose if I was a woman, it would be a little hard to do this." Sebastian's hips pushed down, his cock brushing against Ciel's, providing delicious friction to them both.
"Yes!" Ciel's head flew back and his mouth fell open. "No more dresses," he gasped out as the sudden burst of pleasure subsided and Ciel focused on the hand on his cock. His own hands had found themselves on Sebastian's chest. It was flat and hard, no longer plump from fake breasts, and now everything Ciel desired.
"As you wish," Sebastian answered and took both cocks into his hand, giving them both a small squeeze. The body below him bucked and shook at the feeling and a small groan fell from Sebastian's mouth. If he wasn't careful, they'd both come from the heavy petting alone.
As much as Ciel was enjoying the treatment, he began to feel they were falling into the mundane way of things. The motions of sex were being performed, and even though it wasn't a turn off, it still wasn't giving Ciel the mind blowing high that he had experienced in more erotic settings. "Wh-what happened to rough and... wild sex?" Ciel asked, trying to keep his mind clear as Sebastian's grip tightened slightly.
Sebastian smirked. "It's coming. I just need a moment to prepare some things." He pressed a kiss to Ciel's temple before standing up. Moving over to a nearby table, Sebastian picked up several items and set out each item one by one.
Ciel couldn't see well enough from his angle, and the darkness of the room hid everything in shadows. The sound of an array of materials being moved around met Ciel's ears and he tried to catch glimpses of them. "What are you doing?" He asked when nothing could be made out.
"Getting some toys," Sebastian answered and finally moved back to the younger male. He sat down next to Ciel and placed the items on the floor, making sure he had everything.
Toys? Something told Ciel Sebastian wasn't talking about dolls and play cars. Nor did he believe that he was talking about the toys of their trade. Suddenly he felt nervous, and the inability to see only made matters worse. Images of what these toys could be flashed in his mind, and Ciel felt his body shake in both anxiety and excitement.
The sound of a lid popping open filled the room and Sebastian squeezed out a small dollop of lube onto his fingers. They spread the slippery substance around before lowering to rub against Ciel's anus. "Do you want some light so you can see what I'm going to do to your body?" Sebastian asked, his finger pushing in carefully.
Ciel tensed, more so due to the idea of being able to see and know, than anything to do with Sebastian's probing fingers. Such touches were welcome and Ciel had long grown accustomed to the feel of Sebastian stroking his most deepest of places. He groaned and shifted his hips, pushing to get those fingers deeper.
"I don't know." And Ciel didn't know if he wanted the light on. There were pros and cons to the idea and he couldn't decide which one outweighed the other. Sebastian's hands on his body didn't help to focus his mind anymore, and any answer he would have given was drowned out by moans and breathless gasps.
Sebastian chuckled lightly at the answer before removing his fingers and reaching over to pick up the first toy. It was covered with lube and he grasped the end tightly, pushing it into Ciel's body.
"Oh god." Ciel's hips jerked as something cold was slid into him, a vast contrast to Sebastian's heated cock. He couldn't fathom what it could be and wasn't too sure if he wanted to know.
The toy continued to pump in and out of Ciel, never fully sliding in all the way in case it slipped from Sebastian's fingers. "Should I try a bigger one?" Sebastian asked, already pulling the toy out. "I think an AK-47 bullet would be the next biggest size."
Ciel's head snapped up, unsure if he had heard correctly. Perhaps he wasn't too far off when he had played with the thought that 'toys' meant those of their trade, but Ciel still couldn't believe it. "You're sticking a what in my ass?" Ciel almost screamed once the overall shock rolled away.
"A bullet," Sebastian answered calmly, a hint of a smirk in his tone. The next bullet was pushed in and Sebastian gave it a small thrust, the end pressing in deeper than the previous. "It's not as though they're deadly by themselves, and they're new, therefore clean. I made sure of that."
"Do I even want to know how you came to want to do this?" Ciel asked as the cold steel made him shiver. His muscles clenched around the intrusion and he tried to make it out to be the bullet that Sebastian claimed. It was near impossible but Ciel knew that he did not doubt Sebastian's words.
The tip was thrust in hard and deep, Sebastian's fingertips pushing through the muscles of Ciel's anus as well. His prostate was hit in such a way that Ciel was unaccustomed too, both painful and sharp in its degree of pleasure. Ciel yelled, voice loud but he didn't care. There was only Sebastian to hear.
Thrusting the bullet in and out a few more times, Sebastian removed it as well and set it next to the others. The next bullet was the same width as the previous, but was slightly longer than the first two. Sebastian's fingers stroked over Ciel's thighs, feeling them tremble under his touch before the last bullet was pushed in.
"Just think of it this way," Sebastian said. "I could keep putting more and more in, seeing how many your ass can hold before you beg me to stop."
The thought shouldn't have been arousing, but Ciel could only feel himself harden more because of it. Pre-cum slid down Ciel's cock and he could feel every drop that fell. "No, no," Ciel chanted but there was no conviction; just words that he felt he should say.
"Perhaps we'll try that another day," Sebastian stated, a small smirk in place. The thought was arousing and the mental image made him shiver. He pushed the bullet in a little more, making Ciel cry out loudly, the noise bouncing off the walls around them.
"What are we going to try today?" Ciel was almost scared to know. What else could there be past all of this. A gun perhaps? The thought was laughable and Ciel might have laughed if his prostate wasn't pressed harshly into once more, causing his back to bow and a scream to tear from his throat.
The bullet brushed over Ciel's prostate a few more times before Sebastian pulled it out, listening to Ciel's heavy pants. He wiped his hands off on the nearby towel and reached for the next items that he needed. "Watch Ciel," he purred. "This is what we're going to do today."
It sounded like a father talking to his son as something new was taught. Such a tone used in such a context could only make Ciel frown. It did little to soften him, but his interest was indeed perked. What could it be that Sebastian had planned for their evening? Bullets, and whatever else, were laid out in the darkness where Ciel couldn't see. He was suddenly wishing he had asked for the light.
A familiar sound filled the silent room as Sebastian's hand quickly worked to load the bullets. Once all ten bullets were loaded into the clip, Sebastian tapped it once to make sure they were all set before pushing the clip up into the gun. It made a sliding sound, followed by the harsh click of it setting into place.
Sebastian shuffled forward slightly and pushed the tip to Ciel's mouth. "Suck," he said softly.
Blue eyes widened, and for a moment fear and panic could be seen. Ciel did not like how he was guessing each coming toy and quickly wished that he would be wrong for once. The loaded gun was pressed harder against Ciel's clamped lips and he whined. Unwillingly, his mouth parted and his heart accelerated.
It would be far too easy for Sebastian to pull the trigger and for Ciel to die as his head became no more. His eyes closed and a tear slipped past and wet his cheek. Cold metal hit Ciel's teeth and his tongue instinctively came out to run along the barrel.
Ciel knew that Sebastian would not hurt him; he trusted him. But mistakes happened, and there was still a slight doubt that caused an adrenaline high to pump through Ciel's veins. The knowledge of potential death made Ciel moan and his cock throb. It was embarrassing to think that he was being affected in such a way.
Two slick fingers pressed against Ciel's anus before pushing in again. They stretched and scissored the tight entrance, rubbing against Ciel's prostate to distract the younger male from what he was doing. The fear that had once been present in blue eyes had now faded away, lust once more taking over them and Sebastian watched Ciel's face carefully, making sure that Ciel was fine.
Another finger was added and Sebastian hooked his fingers, making Ciel's back arch off the floor. He groaned, his cock aching and begging for release. There was nothing more that Sebastian wanted than to be buried inside Ciel, but that would come later.
Ciel's hands flew up to press to his mouth, coming instead along side the gun's barrel. Spit flowed from his lips as liberally as moans and the pale hands tried to steep the oncoming overflow. A certain sound, something of a mix between a groan and a gasp, had Ciel's tongue pressing down into the opening at the tip of the gun. The taste there was bitter and unbecoming, making Ciel choke and gag.
"Se-Sebastian," Ciel tried to say. The name was disjointed as it passed by lips, hands, and hard metal.
Sebastian's fingers stilled and he pulled them out of Ciel. "Open," he murmured, waiting until Ciel's mouth was fully open before he removed the gun. A thin trail of spit connected to the gun, breaking apart as Ciel licked at his lips.
The older male leaned down, pressing his lips against Ciel's. The taste of metal was present on Ciel's lips and when Sebastian pulled back again, he looked down at the younger male. "Continue?" he asked.
This was Ciel chance to stop this dangerous version of Russian roulette. He could very well walk away and continue at a more mundane pace of such erotic activities. One word and it would be done. Ciel opened his mouth, but nothing came out. Realization hit him and he sunk back on the hard wood floor with closed eyes. The thrill that came with such dangerous pleasure was like a drug. His first taste had left him shaking and only wanting more.
His resolution set, Ciel opened his blue eyes and nodded his consent. Ciel's heart was slamming against his chest, and he could only pull Sebastian down for a kiss to calm himself to some degree.
Tongues wrapped around each other, the familiar action helping to calm the rapid heartbeat that Sebastian could feel against Ciel's chest. The fear was understandable, as no doubt Ciel had figured out what Sebastian wanted to do next.
They broke apart and Sebastian nuzzled underneath Ciel's chin, pressing kisses there to further ease the younger male. A hand pushed at his head and Sebastian glanced up, seeing Ciel nod at him and telling him to continue.
With a small smirk, Sebastian slid down Ciel's body. He sat up once he reached the swollen cock and leaned over to grab the bottle of lube. The substance was spread over his fingers, coating them thoroughly, before they ran over the gun.
"You're seriously doing this." Ciel found his voice as he stared up at the ceiling, awaiting what he knew to come next. No answer was received, not that it surprised Ciel, and his body tensed and shied away from the cool hardness that easily pressed against his body.
The gun's barrel was eased in and Ciel forced himself to not think about what was happening, not now at least. Sebastian forced it deep until the trigger itself could be felt pressing against Ciel's ass. Anxiety shot through him and Ciel had to even his breathing not to panic himself or, embarrassingly enough, not to come.
Sebastian's hand circled around the still hard length, giving it a small pump to ease Ciel's mind. The action made the younger male moan and with a small smirk, Sebastian eased the gun out before pushing it back in carefully.
A shuttering breath passed Ciel's lips and his mouth hung open. With every inward thrust a gasped 'ah' would fill the room, and Ciel's hands scrambled to hold onto Sebastian anyway that he could. His mind could no longer fathom just what was happening, but Ciel's body still recognized the danger it was in. That was no blank gun fucking him in the most inappropriate of ways. There were deadly bullets loaded within the magazine that were just waiting to be fired.
The hand on his cock was a soothing distraction but in the end did very little to get his mind off of the situation. His hips pushed up as Ciel began to rock. The clack of metal stilled his movements instantly and wide eyes shot down to the gun nestled between his legs. The glint from the distant light was enough to draw Ciel's attention and he was suddenly afraid to move lest he caused Sebastian to accidentally pull the trigger. Ciel didn't want this cause of death written on his autopsy report.
"What's the matter Ciel?" Sebastian murmured, pushing the gun in a little further before drawing it out again. "Scared?" His body lowered, pressing a kiss to the tip of Ciel's erection before lapping at the head and cleaning away the pre-cum. He wanted this to be enjoyable for Ciel, pushing him to the edge with something deadly and bringing him to the highest peak of pleasure possible.
Scared didn't quite describe the feelings coursing through Ciel. He swallowed thickly and just sent a hallow glare to Sebastian. The whole of his body was shaking and Ciel couldn't decipher the cause. Be it fear or pleasure it didn't matter in the long run, they all ended up melding together in the end.
Sebastian shifted the gun slightly, making it press into Ciel at a different angle. A loud shout escaped Ciel and Sebastian smirked, thrusting the gun in again to hit the same spot. "Doesn't that feel good?" he purred, leaning forward to nip at Ciel's ear.
A low hum vibrated at the back of Ciel's throat and he nodded, eyes closed. Once more he was pressing back against the gun's barrel, hips jerking up without much care as to his safety. Arousal fogged his mind and clouded judgement. "Oh... oh god, more," he begged and sighed when it was given.
With a small nod, Sebastian continued to thrust the gun in; twisting and angling it to bring Ciel more pleasure. He hovered over the younger males body, mouth trailing over the sweating body. His tongue lapped up the salty taste as he teased Ciel's nipples; licking and nipping them.
Ciel was a writhing mess beneath Sebastian. His muscles twitched and spasmed under every touching. Thighs quivered when the gun slid out only to be forced back in. The movements were getting more thoughtless and frantic and Ciel felt the anxiety build once more. Scenes of what could be flashed in Ciel's mind and his body tried to wiggle itself away from the potential hazard.
"Sebastian-" The older man held Ciel's hips still and the younger male cried out his distress.
"I've got you, Ciel," Sebastian said softly. "I'm not going to let anything hurt you." The words were spoken in a soothing tone and Sebastian's hands once more brushed over Ciel's thighs, feeling them quiver under his touch. Ciel's body was flushed under the dim light and Sebastian couldn't help but pause to take in the sight before him.
The words soothed Ciel, but he continued to cling to the high the mix of fear and pleasure had caused thus far. He tried to pull Sebastian closer, finding comfort in that, but wanting no more. The clack of the butt of the gun on the floor echoed in the room every now and then. It was a reminder to further drill the situation into Ciel and he whined at every thrust, waiting for the ominous click of the trigger to be pulled and darkness to forever claim him.
The hard movements of the gun stopped and Sebastian simply rubbed the barrel over Ciel's prostate, making sure that each motion brushed over it. It moved slowly, barely pushing in and out of Ciel's body as it kept in constant contact over the spot.
Ciel couldn't stand what Sebastian was doing to him. It was too much and too little at the same time. The hand that had once been on his cock so long ago still remained absent and he throbbed for relief. His own fingers stretched out to touch and wrap around himself. They pulled and pumped his cock as his eyes flew down to see as he touched himself. The dark seemed less dense and he once more caught sight of the gun. Ciel eyes watched it past his hands and cock as it moved in and out of himself. Sebastian's hands were wrapped around it and Ciel's breath caught in his throat. A finger was pressed to the trigger and every muscle in Ciel's body tensed as he watched it, almost waiting for Sebastian's finger to move just a bit to have the gun fire into him.
"Should have used a revolver," Sebastian stated, feeling Ciel's eyes on the gun. "Then we could've have played Russian roulette. How would you like that? Putting not just your trust in me but your fate as well." His free hand came down to press against the skin between Ciel's sac and anus, rubbing it as he continued to work the gun in and out.
"Oh god." Would Ciel like that? He really didn't want to think about it. The reactions he was having in this current situation was giving Ciel more insight on himself then he ever wanted. Ciel's eyes closed and he swallowed deeply. His whole being was focused on the gun, on Sebastian's hands. Every touch and thrust had Ciel closer to realizing his release, and he could only moan out and beg for it to come.
Sebastian smirked as Ciel's head tipped back, making it thump against the wooden floor. Fingers worked the gun, coming up quietly to remove the clip and setting it off to the side without Ciel knowing. "Ciel," Sebastian called softly, drawing the younger males eyes. They were clouded with lust and his chest heaved with exertion. "Watch," he ordered and wrapped his finger around the trigger.
Ciel's eyes widened, mouth opening to form the word 'no' but he never got the chance to speak. He watched as the trigger was squeezed and Ciel lost himself. His head slammed back, body shaking with the force of his orgasm. Somehow, as the world whited out around him, Ciel knew he had screamed. There was no knowing what had been said, and Ciel did not care.
It took several minutes for Ciel to calm himself. His breathing was harsh and uneven, heart in no better of shape. The organ was almost in pain with the way it hammered at his chest. All Ciel could do was stare up at the ceiling while he collected his thoughts and wondered what had happened.
Blue eyes rolled to the side and settled on a smirking Sebastian. "Bastard," he said in a hushed whisper. He saw the gun then and the clip laying innocently on the floor by Sebastian's knee. The bastard had really played him, but Ciel couldn't bring himself to be mad.
"You enjoyed it," Sebastian said, amusement in his voice. "Not knowing what was going on and putting your life on the edge for pleasure." His hand stroked his cock, smearing pre-cum around the tip as he watched Ciel struggle to sit up. Darkened red eyes darted over the younger male, making sure that Ciel was all right.
Sebastian's hand stopped moving and he shifted forward to lick up the cooling cum on Ciel's chest, making sure to get every last drop. Ciel's body was still trembling as Sebastian placed a kiss on the swollen lips and gave them a small nip to apologize.
Ciel pushed up against Sebastian's chest as he slowly regained his strength. The older man went back as they kissed so that Ciel could sit up. "You're still a bastard," he said after a moment of simple kisses.
"I love you too," Sebastian murmured and let his fingers run down Ciel's sides. They brushed over his ribs, taking in every dip and curve to Ciel's body. His motions came to a stop at the base of Ciel's spine and his fingers pushed into the muscle there, easing any tension.
A warm blush colored Ciel's features, but he mumbled out an 'I love you'. The hands on his skin left goosebumps and he shivered at every pass of them. Fatigue from his orgasm was quickly fading and the familiar stir of arousal was beginning to form in the pit of Ciel's stomach.
"You're still hard." Ciel's hand had traveled down Sebastian's body, feeling the man's still wanting need. For a moment Ciel felt guilty for receiving all the pleasure but quickly cast the thought aside. He had no doubt that Sebastian's sadistic nature had well enjoyed the sweet torture he had given Ciel moments prior.
"Are you going to help me take care of it?" Sebastian asked curiously. He wasn't sure if Ciel would do such a thing after everything Sebastian had put him through. The younger male could get revenge on him by denying him such a release; leaving Sebastian alone with his hand.
Ciel gave the weeping cock a squeeze and smirked. "You want help with this?" The look of an imp settled on Ciel's face. A hand went to Sebastian's chest to try pushing the unwilling man down, the other disappearing to the side. There was a click and a sweep of Ciel's arm as he brought the gun - that had once been nestled in his ass - up to Sebastian's temple.
The cold metal pressed against Sebastian's feverish skin and his eyes slid over to look at the gun. "Why is it that you're always the one pointing a gun at me?" he asked curiously.
"Because you're always doing things that make me want to shoot you." Lube, and Ciel didn't know what, was wiped from the gun onto the side of Sebastian's face. The whole time Ciel smirked. "Now be a good boy and lay down."
Sebastian cocked his head and his eyebrow arched. "Okay," he said slowly and moved to lay down. Ciel followed his movements and Sebastian glanced up at him from the floor. "And now?"
The gun was drawn back and placed on Sebastian's chest as Ciel moved forward against the man's body. Slim thighs straddled Sebastian's hips and Ciel situated himself, all the while staring Sebastian down with his intense blue eyes. "Just enjoy the ride." Ciel sunk back without any warning and seated himself on his lover's hard cock.
"Oh fuck!" Sebastian yelled out and his hips bucked up as his head slammed back against the floor. Heat surrounded his cock and Sebastian's hands reached for Ciel's hips, trying to keep from moving so the younger male could adjust.
Ciel slapped the hands away, tsking as he did so. "No touching." The smile on Ciel's lips looked sinister in the dark room. "Just lay back and relax." He knew right well that it would be torture to allow Sebastian no dictation to what was about to occur. With a roll of his hips it began, Ciel making sure to keep the gun pointed to Sebastian's jaw as it continued to rest on the man's chest.
Sebastian cursed as his hips jerked and his hands twitched to control Ciel's movements. He bucked up, trying to meet Ciel's downward thrusts but the gun pushed harder into his jaw as a silent reminder. With a small whimper, Sebastian was forced to roll his hips slightly, letting Ciel take control of their actions.
It was a pleasing sight to see Sebastian like this, forcibly submitted and looking all the more irate because of it. "What ever is the matter Sebastian?" Ciel purred as he forced himself down in a fast and harsh thrust. It was a rather uncomfortable endeavour to start, being that he had only come moments before. His prostate was sore with every pass of Sebastian's cock against it, but arousal was slowly being awaken within and moans began to once more tumble from Ciel's mouth.
"Vixen," Sebastian hissed as his hips jerked again. Ciel's pace was leaving him ragged as he panted for breath and felt the pleasure mounting. Heat twisted and coiled throughout his body, growing even quicker at the image of Ciel above him. The younger male was gasping as he continued to impale himself on his cock, fingers coming up to tweak a hard nipple.
As Ciel's free hand traveled liberally across his own body, deep blue eyes bore into Sebastian. The look allowed for no escape, even as Ciel's hand traveled lower and lower in a path to the full hard erection that bounced with every downwards thrust of Ciel's hips.
"Do you like this?" Ciel asked as he scooped up a bead of pre-cum from the head of his cock and brought it to his mouth. A pink tongue darted out to lick at the salty liquid, Ciel moaning at the taste. His finger pressed past his lips and mirrored the action of Sebastian's length pushing into Ciel.
"Yes," Sebastian moaned and his hands clawed at the floor underneath him while his head thrashed back and forth. He wanted to touch Ciel; grab his hips and trust up into him harshly and it was torture not being able to do so. Yet at the same time, it was different and made his arousal grow even more.
Thighs quivering, Ciel upped his pace. Up and down, up and down, over and over again until the pleasure was almost maddening. Ciel made sure that his prostate was hit consecutively and he went back to stroke himself. The gun was still in his other hand, but he didn't care to know if it was still directed at Sebastian. It didn't matter at that point if the older man touched Ciel or not, they were already to close to their climax.
Sebastian cursed as Ciel clenched around his length and his hands flew to Ciel's hips. They stayed there for a few more thrusts before Sebastian realized that the younger male wasn't pushing them away. With a small smirk, he started to pull Ciel down quickly; his hips snapping up to meet the harsh downward thrusts from Ciel.
Ciel was called into the darkness as he worked hard on Sebastian's needy erection. His hand abandoned his own cock and dug his nails into hard abdomen of Sebastian's. "M-more... more," Ciel plead, as he felt his second orgasm coming close.
A shaky hand reached out to circle around Ciel's cock, stroking it hard and pushing the younger male closer to completion. Sebastian groaned low and brought his knees up, feet pressing against the floor to thrust harder into Ciel.
"Ah... Seba-" Ciel never was allowed to finish, a squeak ending his sentence. The handling of his cock was harsh with quick turns of Sebastian's wrist and a tight grip. It was so close, everything was just within reach and it was only a matter of time before he had it. His hips no long held a steady pace, body slamming down of its own accord. Sebastian seemed no better off with how the man's hands dug into Ciel at an almost painful level.
The older man came with a loud moan, the sound filling the room as his hips jerked sporadically. His nails dug into Ciel's hip while his other hand moved sloppily over the younger males length.
It was all too much for Ciel and his whole body tensed as he came, hands tightening on Sebastian's chest. The mistake in the action was realized too late as Ciel's pleasured scream was accompanied by the deafening sound of a gun shot.
Sebastian's body jerked and his eyes were wide as he looked up at Ciel. His breath came fast and the only sound in the room was their heavy panting. Slowly, Sebastian reached forward and took the gun from Ciel's hand, sliding the clip out so it was safe once more.
Wide blue eyes stared at the adjacent wall and to the hole where the bullet had lodged itself. He felt terribly guilty for having shot the gun and possibly harming Sebastian. Perhaps using a gun as a sex toy hadn't been the brightest of ideas, especially when placed in Ciel's hands.
Ciel looked down at Sebastian and gave the man a sheepish smile. "Oops," was all he could say with a shrug of his shoulders.
Sebastian's eyes were still wide and he took a shuddering breath before letting his head fall back onto the floor with a thump. He could feel his heart pounding against his ribcage and he shot a small glare at Ciel. "I guess we're even now?" he asked.
"I suppose." Ciel still looked a little unsure, but he slowly slid from Sebastian's lap to sit on the cold floor. He eyed the gun and clip, things could have turned out far worse than just a hole in the wall. "How are we going to explain the bullet hole?"
For a second, Sebastian just stared at the hole, his mind still reeling from the whole experience. He blinked once more before he started to chuckle and all too soon, he was snorting with laughter.
Ciel joined in, falling back on the floor and rolling with mirth. The whole situation was unbelievable and made Ciel tempted to tell the truth about the whole thing. It wasn't as if anyone would probably believe them. Or perhaps they would believe them considering it was Sebastian and himself. Whatever the case he couldn't keep the humor from over taking him and replacing the high of post orgasm.
The shrill ringing of the phone quieted Sebastian's chuckles, but he couldn't bother to get up to reach the device. More than anything, he wanted to lay with Ciel and just enjoy the rest of the night they had together before they went back to the mansion the next day.
Sebastian's arms wrapped around Ciel's shaking frame and pulled him down onto the ground. Laughs continued to slip past Ciel's lips as he laid on Sebastian's chest and within the man's arms. He was about to make a comment when Sebastian's phone went off again, soon followed by Ciel's own phone.
The two men looked at each other and Ciel suddenly felt himself sober as a sinking feeling took its hold. "You should probably answer that." Ciel had a suspicion that the coincidence of both their phones ringing simultaniously, wasn't so much of a coincidence.
Frowning, Sebastian pushed Ciel up and padded over to his phone. The device vibrated in his hand while it continued to ring at him, demanding he answer. He brought it up to his ear after clicking the talk button. "Speaking," he said softly.
"We have a problem," Tanaka's voice was tight over the phone and held an edge that made Sebastian shiver. "You two need to come home now."
Ciel looked up, instantly worried as he saw Sebastian's face. It was wiped clean of everything, and he looked a touch paler. The phone was shut with a snap and Ciel's heart accelerated with each step Sebastian took. "What's wrong?" Because there was no question that something was wrong.
Sebastian's eyes met Ciel's, emotions warring for dominance as he spoke. "Bard's been taken."
"Taken? Taken how?" For a moment Ciel couldn't comprehend what he had been told. Surely he had misunderstood. Anything but the truth of the matter would do because Bard could not have been taken, not in the horrible way Ciel's mind was supplying him with.
Sebastian grabbed his boxers and slipped them on. "While he was on assignment. The enemy has him. They've had him all this time," he growled and his hands curled into fists.
With quick movements Ciel searched for his clothes and got dressed. His hands were shaking and he tried to keep his mind from racing. It would do no good if he thought of only the worst possible outcomes. This was most likely a ransom situation and they could trade Bard back. Tanaka would given them what they wanted. Wouldn't he? Ciel wanted to ask Sebastian, but he feared the answer.
"I'm ready," Ciel said in a voice that did not sound like his own. It was hallow and thick and had nothing to do with the sex they had engaged in moments prior.
Sebastian nodded and pulled on his jacket. "Let's go," he said, voice and eyes sharp. He wasn't going to let them keep Bard, not without a fight. They would find him and bring him home.
to be continued...