The carriage stopped, the evening wasn't over yet. Opening the carriage door for himself, Ciel contained a laugh bubbling in his chest, slipping the black letter into his coat pocket, as he proudly stepped out to see his servants confused faces. Moving to the side of the carriage, Ciel pulled the door back even further, his smile reaching the deep hazy blue sky. Dim lighting prevented the servants from seeing withing the carriage. "Come on, my arguably, most loyal servant." Something about the tone the young master used provoked the evening to drop in temperature and the wind to increase. A dark figure made it's way outside the carriage, the figure once rising to its full height suddenly dropped to the ground. All three of the servants gasped in worry. Mey-Rin wobbled forwards before taking in full sight of the figure. "Is Mr Sebastian okay, young master?" She questioned in a panicked voice. In plain view now, Sebastian -the feared and beloved butler of the Phantomhive manor- was currently on his hands and knees with his head lowered shamefully. Their masters only respond was to roar with laughter, holding his stomach tightly and his hat to keep it on his head. "Yes, yes." Ciel crouched down, his hands gripping onto his knees, "who's a good boy?"

Following his master as he strolled forwards, Sebastian quickly got annoyed with every stone that clawed at his knees and gloved hands. Individually, he made a long list of every person who'd wronged him up until this very point in his eternal life and erased them. The only person left on the list in bold, capital bloody letters was CIEL PHANTOMHIVE for his continuous attempts to ruin his appetite. Sebastian swore to every demon he'd ever met and to Satan himself, he'd take sweet, sweet revenge on the bitter boy playing earl. As Sebastian was distracted in his own plague of thoughts, he didn't notice his master halting in front of him which caused him to crash into his masters legs. Ciel stumbled forwards, snapping Sebastian's instincts into action. Sebastian flashed before his master, holding his arm before him which Ciel grasped onto. Then there was a pause. And a sigh. Ciel lifted his head. "Sebastian." He called. Sebastian didn't dare look up. The damage was done. Instead he kept his eyes glued to the gravel underfoot. "Everyone leave at once." There was his masters demanding voice. Hearing quick footsteps fade into the distance, he felt a twinge of dread. But the feeling wasn't unwelcome. At best, it was embraced.

Ciel didn't think his demon had it in him. Making him feel so confused, even more so than the previous weeks. He took his hand off the butlers arm and brashly incapsulated Sebastian's face within his hands. He tightly held them there as blood eyes snapped onto him. Confusion was present on the demon's face, Ciel breathed heavily, soaking up the feeling of being gazed at. The earl moved closer to Sebastian -feeling his own cheeks radiating heat. "Bad boy," Smirked Ciel, looking his demon up and down. "Testing me again?" Waiting for an answer, his blue eyes lit up when he found himself staring at Sebastian's lips again. They we're unforgettable. The memory fresh in his mind of under the table was unforgettable. Some part of him wished that something similar would happen again, though he feared to admit it. "You've been so badly behaved these last few months, Sebastian." Dragging out his butlers name, he felt butterflies when he'd say it. "Sebastian." He spoke in a softer tone like he'd just woken up, as if his anger had disappeared. "Yes, my lord?" All Ciel could do was hum as his brain raced to memorize every detail of his demons face, pulling it closer for inspection. Wind harshly blew into the side of Ciel's head, forcing his hat to slope to the side. Before Ciel could take his hand away from Sebastian's cheeks, his butler had carefully moved his hat back into its original place only for a black letter to fall to the ground.

"Now young master, what are we still doing outside?" Tilting his head to the side, Sebastian attempted to read his young masters actions. When the results came back inconclusive, he took the initiative and smiled with as much sincerity he could muster. Gentle hands pulled his master off his cheeks and began to walk away. Stopping when he didn't hear Ciel following him, he spun around. "We can't stay out here all night, you'll catch a cold." Unfortunately, his master didn't move an inch. Sebastian nodded and strolled forwards. In a flash, Ciel was back with Sebastian -in his arms. "No, don't pick me up, I don't like- "Pushing Sebastian away, the boy put distance between the two. "No?" Sebastian teased, feeling taller than before. "You felt very differently a few seconds ago." Finally, the power dynamic shifted back to predator and prey. Every step Sebastian took towards Ciel, he could sense a change in emotion. "You do test me too, don't you young master." Playfully, appearing behind his master, Ciel silenced the instinct to jump and held his ground. "What's my name?" A demand made, as though his master had poked his chest with a stick, there was no escaping the question. "As a matter of fact, young master?" Frustration was a throaty sound that come from Ciel as he threw his head back, pacing in an odd shaped circle before the demon. "Can you just, just, just stop! Stop calling me that. You're insufferable, did you know that Sebastian? Absolutely infuriating." Shouting helped clear Ciel's mind for the moment, he had thus far resisted the urge to grab his demons collar, his supply of self-control was running low. Glancing up, Sebastian had snuck into his masters personal space bubble, bursting it.

Hidden to the young master, Sebastian gave a quick roll of the eyes as he lifted him. Ciel could have sworn he was outside. In the blink of an eye he found himself in his drawing room next to a blazing fire. It was too hot for him, he tried to step away but remembered his feet were nowhere near the floor. "Sebastian." Humans can't help themselves, they get tangled up in trifles such as love. In the process it clouds their judgement and pulls them into temptations arms. "I can't live like this." This only caused his demon to lift him further from the ground. "What ever could you mean by that, young master?" Ciel thought he would be more afraid to fall. Rolling out of the demons arms, he landed on his arms and legs like a frightened cat. Scrambling over the floor, kicking at the carpet, his back connected with the wall. In a confused panic, he climbs the wall getting his shaky legs to hold his weight. Sweat breaks on his forehead as he avoids his butlers gaze. "What are you doing to me?" An honest question without a satisfiable answer. Ciel was stuck in a room with a dangerous animal. Fear leapt into his skin, sinking in. The demon widened his smile. Pointed teeth, red glowing eyes. This was the makings of a nightmare. Why are you acting like a scared little child? This isn't you, wake up. Ciel heard him say to himself in some distance land. That's the default, isn't it Ciel? You're scared of me or you're excited by me. Pick which is more powerful. The voice reminded him of his nightmare of the little black tree that became Sebastian.

In the real world, unknown to the young master, Sebastian had held him ever since he'd fainted into his arms. This was just after fixing his masters hat into its original place and picking up the black letter that had slipped out of his masters pocket.