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Warning!: Incredible OCCness from Ciel in this chapter! Seriously. I don't want any messages complaining about an OCC Ciel because I warned you.

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Chapter 1: Gluttony

The glutton is much more than an animal and much less than a man. (Quote by - Honore de Balzac)

A well balanced soul has a touch of the fattening ingredient known as Gluttony to make the meal tender to consume for the demon as well as absorb the other sins and agony as to flavor it more easily. To much Gluttony causes the soul to become chewy and almost difficult to swallow.

Ah, gluttony! A sin defined so easily by humans as to over-indulge in food or drink. If you were to meet the pig like creature that resides in theThird Circleof Hell he'd snort and most likely say something about humans being ignorant. You see, gluttony is over consumption of both food and objects. Taking to much pleasure and delight in a simple everyday item, or even person, causes your soul to be bathed in the sin.

Gluttony is such an easy sin to commit that even demons occasionally found themselves committing it, much to their horror. With this said you can imagine how weak humans were against the impure act. You could look at the Roman Empire and see just how easy it was for man to succumb to the desire(1), which made Sebastian's job of having Ciel bathe in the sin a breeze. The Earl ate his fair share of sweets, even when the demon tried to get him to stop. So many times Sebastian had caught the child with chocolate on his face and fingers with a pouting look that it was starting to become a common occurrence.

Of course when Sebastian prevented Ciel from stuffing his face with sugar as to avoid the child throwing up his stomach's contents, the Phantomhive had an awful habit of craving his demons attention which filled out his intake of gluttony. Sadly, due to the Earl's demands of the bath products and Lady Elizabeth's presence it has been increasingly difficult to fill the sin without increasing amounts of cakes and candies which only caused pains for Ciel.

"Sebastian."

The servant was pulled out of his thoughts to see the porcelain cup painted with orange flowers with the rim in the shape of a wildflower that was part of a set his fiancé had gifted to him earlier this week in the air, silently demanding more tea.

"Forgive me young master; it seems my mind is somewhere else." Sebastian poured the soothing, warm, liquid until the glass was full and placed everything back onto the tray.

One lapis lazuli (2) colored eye glanced up at the burning red ones for a moment, aggravation giving away the cool face of indifference, before returning to the paper involving Funtom's latest toy on the mahogany desk.

"Excuse me; I must go check on today's dessert." Ciel sipped his tea and absentmindedly waved the butler away who bowed and rolled the food cart out of the office much to large for the child who resided inside of it.

Sebastian had spent a better part of the night preparing a yellow cake with a strawberry drizzle. It was subtle enough that the child could engorge on it but sweet enough that he'd want to. The butler had to make up for the lack of attention he'd been showering on Ciel these past two weeks by having the boy consume a portion of the sweet until it was considered a sin. The demon even took the extra precautions of protecting it by asking (threatening) the three bumbling idiots to avoid the kitchen for the day which was met with little resistance. The earl was going to eat the cake, rather he liked it or not.

Ciel was bent over a book, engrossed happily in the pages that were taking him away from painful memories that often plagued him. The sun was setting and the peaceful heat radiating from the fireplace along with the comfortable words dancing in front of him soothed the anger and resentment from the days events. The young Earl almost felt at peace. Almost.

'Where is that bastard?' The jet hair colored man had been missing since dinner. Sebastian normally sat next to Ciel until night arrived like a guard dog. It was so unlike the demon to hide from him. Ciel would have called for the butler knowing he would show up in moments but his pride was much to strong for something so uncharacteristic.

"Young master!"

The Phantomhive jumped, surprised by the sudden interruption, and any feelings of tranquility was quickly replaced with a bubbling rage at the sound of his gardeners voice.

"Finny, I don't recall granting you permission to enter my study."

The blonde shifted under the scrutinizing gaze of his employer and carefully maneuvered the objects in his arms.

"I'm sorry sir! I have some cake for you that Sebastian asked for me to send up."

Ciel's suspicion reached an all time high as a yellow, two tier cake decorated with strawberries and orange flowers was placed in front of him by the airy gardener.

"Why didn't he bring it up here himself?"

Finny shrugged.

"He didn't say."

Reeling in a large part of his strength, the gardener carefully cut a fairly large chuck of the dessert and placed it sloppily on one of the two plates he brought in. Surprisingly the dishes matched Elizabeth's tea set with handpainted sunset orange flowers painted in the center.

"Here you are young master!"

Dirty, calloused hands all but shoved a polished fork in Ciel's face.

"Thank you Finny. You are excused."

Wiping the dirt off of the silverware with a handkerchief that he kept in his front pocket, the Phantomhive glanced at the servant who was staring intently at him.

"You're excused."

"O-oh! I'm sorry!" With a quick, unpracticed bow, the gardener ran out, but not before placing the second plate next to his masters.

Ciel silently wondered what it was for but after taking a bite of the sweet prepared specifically for him and his tastes, he busied both his mind and body with eating as much as it as possible before Sebastian arrived to stop him.

Mey-Rin was silently missing Lady Elizabeth. The cheery attitude of the special visitor would seep into the floors and walls the second she would walk in, making the manor almost feel happy instead of a brooding child's last grasp at the feeling of having parents. The klutzy maid could feel her young master's anger get stronger as the visits became more frequent, which was understandable. Her master was frequently busy and didn't like to be interrupted! He was always doing something for the Queen or Funtom company that it made Mey-Rin worry that he wasn't getting enough time to be the kid he was. She believed that Elizabeth helped Ciel dabble into the childhood he was missing.

So, when Sebastian asked the maid if she would take a break and check on her master in his study she literally dropped everything she was doing, earning a prompt sigh from the butler, and agreed.

The maid patted her hair down as she walked down the gloomy hall to the room, determined to make her masters day. 'Maybe we can bond! He'll tell me what a great maid I am and I'll tell him what a great master he is and we'll sit down and have some tea like equals!'' Swooning at the little daydream involving Ciel telling her how much he adores her, 'Like a big sister', and how he wished Sebastian would just confess his deep feelings for her, Mey-Rin nearly missed the study's door. 'Ok! You can do this Mey-Rin!'

Body shaking with worry she tapped on the large, wooden door.

Silence and a shuffle.

"Come in."

Ciel looked tense, but when he seen it was his awkward maid and not his well trained butler he unclenched himself.

"Oh, Mey-Rin. What is it?" The Earl examined the woman before continuing on his third piece of cake.

"I…uh… Mister Sebastian sent me up here to check on you he did." Ciel stopped chewing and glanced at the plate next to his own, everything clicking together. 'Fine. If you want to play a game Sebastian, lets play.'

"Did he? Please, take a seat Mey-Rin. Would you like some cake?"

Surely this was a fantasy! Her master was asking her, a humble maid, to sit in his presence! And not only that, he was offering her part of his dessert! 'No… It can't be… It feels so real.'

"Thank you, young master!"

Mey-Rin plopped down with her idea of grace into the chair across from the boys own.

Ciel was calculating everything in his head. Why would Sebastian send Finny up here then Mey-Rin? The demon was planning something, he knew it, but what it was specifically, he wasn't sure. Ciel cut a sliver of cake thoughtfully and placed it on the dish identical to his own.

"Here you are."

"Thank you, sir!"

Tears were welding up in the woman's eyes. Such kindness her master was showing!

The two ate proceeded to eat the sweets, one calculating silently, the other feeling lightheaded with giddiness.

"So, Mey-Rin, how have you been?"

Ciel was dancing around the real question he wanted to ask, but being to apprehensive to just come out and ask, he decided it would be best to approach it carefully. "Oh quite well, young master! It's been really quiet without Lady Elizabeth around though, hasn't it?"

"Yes, it has."

"Do you miss having her around?"

The Phantomhive was stunned into a momentary silence. "In a way yes, but I need time to get my work done. Plus, what would the nobles say if they were to find out that Lizzy was spending so much time over here? It would cause shame for both of our families."

The maid nodded dumbly. She was buried to deep in her emotion of happiness to really process what was being said to her.

'Screw it! Ask her! It's now or never.'

"Mey-Rin?" Ciel pulled his best, fake smile out and approached the bubbly woman, ignoring what was left of his cake, which in all honesty, was hardly anything.

"Young master?"

"Do you want to play a game with me?" Normally Mey-Rin would jump with joy, but hearing it with such malice from the Phantomhive was frightening her.

"Um... W-what kind of game sir?"

'Maybe I should ask the young master to stop? I don't want to do something he'll later regret.' Mey-Rin glanced up at the child's determined pinkened face, slick with sweat.

"Sir-"

"Mey-Rin."

The glare being shot in her way made the maid's face flush. She put the object back into her mouth with suctioning sound and brought her hands up to work in the hole which instantly put the child at ease.

"You're good at this." It was mumbled so quietly that she almost didn't catch the compliment but she did, and it only made her face burn to a piercing red and animate her hands at a quicker pace.

'This sure is taking a long time.' Mey-Rin twisted her hands in a new way, earning a sigh from the Earl. The boy closed his eyes and rested his head against the wall behind him, enjoying what was happening, though he'd never admit it.

'Click'

The maid hastily pulled the now soaked object from her cavern, mindful of her teeth and shoved it deep into Ciel's pants.

Sebastian raised his brow at the peculiar predicament taking place in the hallway. Mey-Rin was on her knees, glasses removed, with a mixture of mortification and desire to finish her job written all over her uncovered face with a slight dribble of drool coming out of her mouth and down her chin. Ciel had his arms crossed childishly but his face was slightly rosy.

"Young master, what are you doing?" Sebastian had to steady his words, knowing what was happening but wanting to hear it from Ciel.

"You know full well what I'm doing." Ciel snapped.

"You could always ask for me to do it for you, young master."

The Earl scrunched up his face and snorted.

"Like you'd do it."

Sebastian smiled deviously and approached the duo. "You'd be surprised what I'd do for you, Ciel."

Mey-Rin gasped and jumped up unsteadily due to sitting so long on the floor.

"You shouldn't use the young master's name, mister Sebastian!"

"And you shouldn't indulge a child's impulse. Just because he wants you to do something, doesn't mean you should. Especially something so… immoral. What if someone else had caught the two of you?"

The demon loomed over the maid, boring his red eyes into her exposed brown, sending a shiver of fear and excitement traveling down her spine and rendering her voice useless. He reached causally into a pocket in her apron, pulling out the pair the pair of glasses gifted to her when she first arrived and placing them back on her nose almost harshly.

"Leave us, Mey-Rin."

She retreated a few steps, glancing at Ciel who nodded in approval, encouraging her to obey Sebastian's order, before running up the stairs.

"Now young master, care to tell me what you were doing with the maid?"

"Don't make me repeat myself, bastard! It's obvious isn't it?"

"Ciel. Tell me."

Sebastian backed the young boy into the wall, gazing mysteriously at the cowering figure. "Young master, ask me what you asked Mey-Rin."

"No! Get away from me."

"If you want it so bad, ask for it."

Ciel looked up from under his eyelashes, trying to compose himself which was proving difficult with the close proximity of his butler.

"F-fine! I order you to let me into your room!"

Sebastian smirked and reached into Ciel's pocket, pulling out a thin, flat metal stick and placing it in the child's sight.

"It's a lot easier when you bid me to do the work then ask the maid to help you pick the lock, wouldn't you say so?"

The Phantomhive's face turned away.

"Just open the door and let me look around already."

The demon plucked a silver key from the inside of his jacket and did his master's bidding.

Shoving the man aside, Ciel breezed into the bedchamber, looking around for a brief second before tearing into the closest drawers which contained only clothes. After emptying everything onto the ground, the boy went on raging through the small amount of personal items Sebastian had, all grouping on the floor.

The butler was more then accepting of the tantrum (This was the third one Ciel had thrown during the demon's time there. The other two were much worse.) because he knew that eventually the boy would calm down, stammer out an apology and something along the lines of 'That never happened' and continue on like he didn't just act like the kid he was.

What was most puzzling was why the Earl was strumming out everything Sebastian had. Never had he shown interest in Sebastian's personal items or room.

"Would you like some help young master?" Currently the youth was trying to push the bed off of the frame, not succeeding even slightly.

"N-no! D-don't come near m-me!" Ciel's breathing was becoming laberous with all the work he'd been forcing onto himself.

"Young master, please keep in mind your body is much to small for this sort of thing. All this strenuous exercise will cause you asthma to work up."

The minor froze.

"Now care to tell me what this is all about?"

Sebastian started to separate the pile and waited for Ciel to answer him.

"I… j-just…" The demon spared a peek at the Phantomhive as he collapsed on the piece of furniture he was trying to transport to the boards below.

"Why ha-have you been a-avoiding me since dinner? What ha-have you been doing?"

"That's what this is about?" Sebastian forced down a chuckle and approached the crumpled boy. "I thought that with the random requests to leave and fetch those... bathing products... which you haven't used, I know... and you ordering me away I thought you didn't want me around."

The demon sat down cautiously next to Ciel.

"L-Lizzy… Lizzy said the only way she'd leave was i-if I got her such r-ridiculous things th-think I wouldn't be able t-to… a-and… said she didn't want you t-to interfere with 'us time'. You s-said that you w-wouldn't leave m-me until-"

'Lady Elizabeth was the one that wanted the bath oils?' Sebastian inwardly groaned. 'There goes that fantasy. I suppose I should have caught that. This lack of sex is impairing my intuition.'

"Until the end. Young master-Ciel-if you wish to have alone time with Lady Elizabeth, I will no longer interrupt, but if you want me to stay by your side ask for it."

The demon stroked the soft, warm, and unblemished cheek of Ciel who was to exhausted to protest.

"Don't stop…being by my side. That's an o-order."

"If you insist young master. Do you wish to be returned to your own bed?"

Sebastian stopped the petting and focused his attention on the pinkish glow on the Phantomhive with worry.

"Mm…"

The demon collected Ciel, departing in the direction of the more comfortable sleeping arrangement then the servant's bed.

By the time they wandered through the halls and reached the destination the boy was asleep.

The elder stripped and dressed the tired form as gently as possible. After the events that just took place he didn't want to disturb the youth anymore then he had to.

Sebastian placed Ciel in his lap after clothing him, leaned in to the spot where the child's heart was pumping blood to the other sections of his tiny body and placed a kiss directly above the organ. Even with the clothes keeping him from the skin the demon could taste the selfish dose of gluttony immersed in the soul.

How easy of a sin it was to commit.

Ok! That is over with! This chapter had to be rewritten on two separate occasions due to BOTH my computers crashing on me. Really computers? Really? And yes… No smut. I can feel your anger! I feed it to the monster under my bed. He is fat and happy so I thank you.

So some of you aren't agreeing with my idea of Gluttony, and I can handle that. I am in no way familiar with Christianity, so forgive the ignorance but this is what I wanted Gluttony to represent in this. Haters are going to hate and writers are going to make stuff up… and er… write.

[[Also, did you catch a color scheme? Props to the person who knows the color and the significance of it.]]

1) For those not all that familiar with the Romans, they had an awful habit of throwing these huge feasts and eating until they couldn't anymore, throwing it all up, and then eating some more all because they wanted to taste all the things. Wow… Selfish much?

2) Lapis Lazuli, or Lapis for all those that don't like long names, are rocks that are incredibly blue. Like, the most natural blue thing ever. Seriously. Really pretty. Every time I look at pictures of Ciel I instantly think of this stone. It fits him.

(Now did you really think that last chapter's spoiler would be about sex? Did you really think Mey-Rin was giving Ciel a blow job? You have such a dirty mind my friend!)

(Next Chapter Spoiler!: I think you're beautiful Ciel. Would you like me to show you just how beautiful you are?)