A Demons Song, Chapter 3
Okay! Chapter 3 guys! Thanks to everyone who has favorited and followed this3 it means a bunch. I hope you all enjoy this and feel free to request anything, I'll se what I can do!
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As Ciel made his way through the secret corridor he came in sight of a slender silhouette at the end of the short hall. "Angel? Is that you?" He called quietly, hand against the wall as he walked forward. The silhouette made a noise like a chuckle and walked towards the boy, not saying a word. The mirror/door slammed shut suddenly, causing Ciel to jump and begin to panic. "Why did the door shut? Did you do that?!" He said, the panic seeping into his voice. "Shh, it's okay. Im not going to hurt you. It's me, your…,"The figure snorted, "Angel." Ciel cautiously stepped closer to the man, trying to get a better look at him. Bodily wise, Ciel could already tell that he was well built. He was slender with nice taught muscles, and long strong legs. His hands were covered with white gloves, but he could see how slender his fingers were, and he noted how delicate they looked as well. "Are you checking me out?" The man teased. Ciel blushed, and was thankful that they were in a poorly lit corridor. "No! I'm just… taking you in. You look different than I imagined. Well, your body at least. It's too dark to see your face." Ciel said. "Is that so? Perhaps it's necessary to add some light to this situation," He said playfully, before clapping his hands and somehow making the candles light up. Ciel stood there awe-struck, staring at the candles as if he didn't believe they were real. "How did you do that?! That was—" Ciel cut himself off, as he found himself face to face with the most beautiful being he had ever seen. If he didn't think he was attractive before, he did now. The man had a head full of thick, raven locks,, and skin barely a shake darker than Ciel's. But his face, His beautiful face. His lips were beautifully shaped into a smirk, perfectly plump and pink. His cheekbones sharp enough to cut, and…. His eyes. Ciel frowned. His eyes were completely covered by an eye mask with crescent moon eye holes so Ciel couldn't make out what color they were, much to his dissatisfaction. "You…" He barely got out. The man raised an eyebrow. "Me?" He questioned. "You're so pretty, Angel…" He got out airily. The angel pursed his lips and turned around. "Thank you, I suppose. Anyway, let's get going. You don't want to stand in a creepy corridor, now do you, Little Lord?" He teased, walking around the corner. Ciel rushed to catch up to him, tying his robe tighter around his body. "Angel, do you live down here?" He asked when he caught up to the man. "I do. It's much nicer than you think.." He said before pausing. "And don't call me 'Angel'. That's not my name."
Ciel looked up at him, finally noticing the drastic height difference. "Oh? Then what is it?" He questioned. The man remained silent before answering him. "It's Sebastian."
"Ciel? Ciel, are you there?" Claude asked, knocking on the door. How strange… Alois said he was in his room… Claude went ahead and opened the door anyway, shouting a short warning before stepping in. There was no one there. "Did he leave?" He asked himself, before eyeing Ciel's clothes on the floor. What the hell? Ciel never would leave his clothes on the floor. He thought as he rushed over to the pile of clothes and putting a hand over top of them. "He was just here… where could he possibly be without clothes on?" He muttered. Aside from my bed, that is… Claude smirked. "Oh Ciel? Where are you?" He called, making his way to the bathroom, hoping he was just taking a bath. He poked his head inside, but to no avail—there was no one there. Claude began to panic. Where was his Ciel, and why were his clothes in his room instead of on his body? "I have to find Alois." He said, running out of the room.
"Wow, This is beautiful, Sebastian." Ciel said, making a full around turn as he checked out Sebastian's secret quarters. It was deep in the catacombs of the Opera house, just as the rumors said. It was almost like a small lake with an island in the middle. There were hundreds of candles hanging from the ceiling and coming out of the walls, causing the room to have a haunting glow to it. On the island sat a few dressers, some art supplies, an easel, some other things that Sebastian's hobbies included of, and a huge round canopy bed with black and red velvet covers and black lace netting covering it up. Surrounding the island was, obviously, lots of water, with a small boat tied up on shore. Sebastian smiled and sat down on his bed. "Thank you. I take great pride in how my home looks." He said, before patting the spot next to him in a silent 'Sit down'. Ciel did as he was told, still admiring his surroundings. He sat down and hummed in appreciation, rubbing his hand on the covers. "It's so soft… and your bed it really nice too" He said, falling back in a spread eagle. He moaned, "It's so nice~. Why can't my bed be this nice?" He said, pouting. Sebastian just smiled at him. "Yes, if only."
Ciel propped his head up with his hand. "So… Tell me. Who are you? You're much younger than I expected." And much more attractive. "I told you. I'm Sebastian." He said, simply. Ciel rolled his eye and gave him a look, causing him to laugh. "Okay, fine. I am Sebastian Michaelis. I live here, I have for a long time. I'm twenty-five years old, and I am the "Opera Ghost"." He finished. Ciel waved his hand in a 'go on' motion. "What else is there to say?" Sebastian asked. Ciel sat up. "What else? Ok, let's start with this. Why have you been talking to me, and only me." Sebastian shrugged at that. "You seemed lonely. I know how that feels. I didn't want you to feel that way anymore." He replied, causing Ciel to blush and look away. Damn, Ciel. You've blushed more today than you have in your whole life, he scolded himself internally. "Okay… Why do you cover your eyes up? Are you hiding from someone?" Ciel went on. Sebastian frowned at that. " I cover it up for fear of what my eyes will do to me." Ciel furrowed his eyebrows. "What do you mean?", He asked, pausing. "Will you show me?" Sebastian glared at his hands. "No. I don't want…." He stopped. "Don't want what?" Ciel asked, scooting closer, curiously. "… I don't want to scare you away." He finished. Ciel frowned, "Why would I be scared? Especially of you? You who have guided me and taught me, and was my friend when I needed it. You who taught me to sing and to open up to people. I don't think I could ever feel anything less than admiration towards you." Ciel said, smiling to his angel. Sebastian was quiet for a few moments before looking towards Ciel, a desperate look in his eye. "Alright.. just please… Don't run…" He pleaded before moving his hand from his side to his face and slowly pulling the mask off. Ciel waited, holding his breath unknowingly. Sebastian put the mask on the bed, and slowly opened his eyes. Sebastian's eyes… were mystifying. They were a deep red color, the color of blood and all that is impure. They sparkled in the light, making them seem to glow. Ciel let out the breath he was holding in, only to take in another large one. "Sebastian…" Ciel said slowly. Sebastian scrunched up his face before quickly picking up his mask "I'm sorry, Ciel, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, I—" Ciel stopped him and pushed his hand away from his face. "No… You didn't make me uncomfortable. Please keep the mask off. I think your eyes are beautiful." He said, smiling gently at the gorgeous man in front of him. Sebastian smiled back, a flicker of adoration crossing his face. "Okay… I won't." Sebastian said. "Ciel… do you have a reason for keeping that eye patch on all the time?" He asked. "For as long as I've watched over you, I've never seen you without that on, only when you sleep." Ciel turned away sheepishly. "I guess I should return the favor and show you, shouldn't I?" He said. Sebastian nodded. Ciel sighed and went to untie the bow with shaking hands. "You'll be the only living person who's seen it …" He said quietly.
Ciel let the eye patch fall onto the bed and let Sebastian see what he had been hiding. Sebastian stared at the violet orb, wide eyed. "It's so bright… why is it like that?" He asked. "I don't know. That's how it's always been." He replied, looking down, trying to hide his face. "Don't hide it. It's beautiful. Like you." Sebastian said, his lips turning into a sweet smile. Ciel covered his face, embarrassed. "Oh hush! Saying things like that…" He grumbled to himself. Sebastian let out an angelic laugh. "You're cute when you're embarrassed, Little Lord." Sebastian said. "Im not cute! Im fierce!" Ciel said, baring his teeth. "Oh yes, so fierce. Im trembling in fear." He teased. Ciel stuck his tongue out and put his head under one of the fluffy pillows. He heard Sebastian give a small purr, but ignored it until Sebastian stated why. "Why, Ciel. It's not very proper for a person to be running around in such indecent clothes. Why, I can see that pretty pink ass of yours from where im sitting." Ciel's face burned as he pulled his robe down. "Well don't look!" he cried, words muffled from under the pillow. "Hm? What was that? I couldn't hear you. Can you repeat that?" Ciel pulled the pillow from over his head and sat up. "I said—" He was cut off by a pair of soft lips on his. Ciel was shocked but didn't pull away. Sebastian kissed differently than Claude. This kiss was sweet and slow, not harsh and hungry like Claude's. Sebastian pulled away and looked into Ciels eyes. "I don't like that other man, Ciel." Sebastian stated. Ciel was confused for a moment before his eyes widened. Oh my god, Claude. Good job, that's two guys in one day. "Were… Were you the one who dropped the sand bag on us?" Ciel asked slowly. Sebastian averted his eyes and looked away. "Sebastian." Ciel said firmly. "He doesn't deserve you! You deserve better!" Sebastian said, pained. Ciel rolled his eyes. "Oh? Like who?" He asked, eyebrow raised. "Like me!" Sebastian replied quickly, eyes widening when he realized what he said. "S-Sebastian." Ciel began. "No! Don't. Just ignore that, it was stupid." He said, getting up from the bed and walking away, running his fingers through his hair. "No Sebastian, why do you say that?" Ciel followed him. Sebastian groaned to himself. "Oh, isn't it obvious? After everything I did for you, do you really think I continued doing it because I thought you were simply lonely? You made friends, people other than me. I stayed because I fell. Hard. For you." He said, the last part slower. Ciel stared at Sebastian, not knowing what to say. "Sebastian… I've known you for so long, even If I didn't know I did. And I love you, I do. But I love Claude. And Im not sure if they're the same kinds of love. I love you because you've been by my side whenever I needed you…Figuratively speaking. And I love Claude because of our past. I don't know how I feel romantically though…" Ciel said. Sebastian came close to him, taking the boys small hands into his much larger ones. "Ciel… I hate that guy. But if he's who you want… I'll try and deal. But just know how much I love you. I would give up everything for you, push mountains, swim across sea's, take a bullet… Just to show you that I love you. That my heart beats only for you." He said, placing a sweet kiss on his forehead. Ciel looked up at him, his heart beating loudly. I wonder if he can hear it…
"Stay with me tonight, Ciel. We don't have to do anything. Just let me hold you, even if it's only for tonight and you decide to leave me in the morning and go to that spider. Let me have a night with you." Sebastian pleaded. Ciel smiled and pressed his body to Sebastian's, leading his head onto the taller man's chest. "You just had to ask, you know". Sebastian smiled at his reply and intertwined their hands, leading Ciel to his bed. He stripped off his clothes, minus his underwear and pulled back the covers, letting Ceil get in before him and slid in after. He pulled a thin rope and the lace fell over the bed, leaving them in a cocoon of darkness. Sebastian pulled Ciel close and wrapped his arms protectively around the small boy. "Sebastian. How do you know if you're in love?" Ciel asked quietly. Sebastian thought for a moment before answering him," Well… first you question yourself. "Am I in love? How could I possibly be in love? No, it's just jealousy… but why am I jealous if I don't have feelings for them?" Then you accept it. That can be pretty hard sometimes. Then you start seeing them everywhere; in the moonlight, in the sky. Everything makes you think of them. Then you wish. You wish more than anything to be with that person. You bargain. It's a lot like grief, actually. But… in this case, if you end up with the person you feel for you don't hurt in the end. That's what I think, at least." He concluded.
Ciel thought about that for a moment. "Okay… I think I understand a little bit better." He said proudly. "Oh, and Sebastian? I'm not going to leave you forever in the morning. I like being with you too much." The small boy said, snuggling a bit closer to Sebastian before hesitantly giving him a small kiss. Sebastian smiled and kissed him back, his heart soaring.
Okay, I know it's a little fast paced? But im trying! I just really wanted to get to sebaciel so my heart went ahead of my fingers! Anyway, favourite, follow, review, and recommend! Love goes out to anyone who does any of those things 3
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