"How do you not have anger towards him?" Sebastian asked in a whisper as they unloaded the carriage and Mey-Rin carried a basket of food.
She looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "I'm not that angry anymore," she said flatly. "What he did was sweet, even if it was really annoying and unnecessary. His actions can't be faulted; he was caring for me the best he could."
"By guarding your door?"
She rolled her eyes and stepped in front of him briefly. "Darling, he means nothing to me past that he has a great command of weaponry and can find some pretty high powered items I love to play with. But," she leaned towards him, her voice becoming as husky, and bedroom seductive, as it could beneath the weight of her glasses, "I prefer something larger to play with."
His cock practically leapt and tented his pants. He wished to place all his items on the ground, fling her into his arms, race into the river's waves, and fuck her hard and fast.
"My love," he growled. "Please leave the teasing to the bed."
"Shit," she whispered back, licking her lips. He smelled her desire and took a deep breath, regretting it and pulled away from her. If he did not bed her soon…
"Are you two lost with the food?"
He looked up and saw Ciel standing at the edge of the grassy opening, too far for him to see the pair, even so Sebastian noted with interest he was craning his neck to see what they were doing so close to one another.
"No, my lord. We were switching baskets," he shouted back. And he placed a smaller package on Mey-Rin's already full basket and smiled wickedly as she huffed at the extra weight. "Your punishment."
"Fine," she sighed and moved on the path, slowly so she would not trip and fling the baskets on the ground.
The afternoon sun was warm on their backs and faces and the staff enjoyed the light conversation and a round of catch as Sebastian stayed by his masters' side. Refilling the cup, he handed it to the Earl, who was watching them chase a rabbit into the trees lining the river.
"Things seem to have settled down," he observed, giving Sebastian a knowing look. They had not discussed the matter of Sebastian running and leaving his side for a week, nor did they discuss the emotions that had made him do so. "Two months and a bit of tension, but you three seem to be better."
"Yes, my lord. It appears to be better."
"Appears? Are you telling me it isn't? Sebastian, I will order you," he said, testily.
"No need for that, young master. It is… complicated. I have been courting Mey-Rin for a month and last evening was our first time out of the manor. It seems that it has resurfaced some feelings from Baldroy."
"They have gone to the field and blown things up - they have spent time together just fine. You walk in and suddenly there is ruffled feathers," he said, raising an eyebrow and glancing back at the staff. "Perhaps you need to step aside and let them court."
Sebastian tensed. "No, my lord, I will not allow that."
Ciel's face became hard as he looked at the butler. "Not allow? Is Mey-Rin yours?"
Sebastian felt the burning in both his heart and his hand. He could not deny or lie. "Yes, she is."
The boy placed the cup on the saucer and moved it away. He got up and walked slowly, a curious rage building in his small frame. "Sebastian, what have you done?"
The demon looked down at the boy and in a flash saw the terrified eyes of the child who summoned him, still lurking inside. Looking deeper into the pure blue orb, he saw his meal, so perfect and so pure. He could reach out and take it. Take it before it's time. Break his vow, not say a word to harm his beloved. His human. His human he wished to make part demon. His human he wanted a child with.
"I have begun the process to change her, claim her as my mate."
Ciel's face fell and his jaw went slack, staring at each other. "How? Have you made a contract with her?"
"No, my lord, I can not hold two contracts, not as hungry as I am," he added, a wicked smile creeping up. "She will carry my child and that is how she will transition."
The small child who cried for him in the night after he had been rescued came screaming out of Ciel's mouth and the tiny fists pounded into his chest. Sebastian stood still and looked down at his master, so frail, so naked and raw with emotions.
"How could you! How could you do that to me! I hate you! I hate you! You promised I would be the only one you would take into eternity! Me! Forever! I... I need you to be with me forever!"
And he turned and fled, Sebastian watching passively as the teenage master's spindly legs carried him into the woods, down river. A different scent made it to his brain and he flushed.
The young master had feelings for him that went beyond the boundaries of acceptable limits.
Sorry/not sorry for the slight nod to the yaoi pairing so popular in Black Butler. Honestly, if things were a different dynamic between Sebastian and Ciel, I could see a potential, but so many factors are against them (to me): like age. Status differences. I see Ciel's admiration as a child worshiping his savior, but not knowing how to express it, so he thinks it is love - like seeing Sebastian as his father - protecting and guiding him. And then chowing down on his soul. *nom nom nom*
Bonus! You get the next chapter today too! It's like sunshine AND unicorns. Or feels and FEELS!
