6
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Darkness.
It surrounds the fragile young body that had held onto it for so long. Pain now shoots through that small body and screams tear through the empty darkness, filling it with sound. The smell of blood fills the air and then . . .
Falling.
That's the only sensation other than pain.
Screaming.
The only sound other than cold laughter.
"Sebastian!"
He has left you.
To suffer alone in the darkness.
He has gone.
He. Has. Gone.
Gone, gone, gone.
"NO!"
Ciel shot up, screaming, still trapped within his nightmare.
Sebastian reacted in the only way he could. He sat up and pulled his lover into a firm embrace. Small fists clutched Sebastian's unbuttoned shirt as if ensure that the other demon was truly there. "S. . . Sebastian?" he whispered. Even his voice shook.
"It's alright, I'm here." Sebastian said pulling the young one all the closer. He felt something run down his chest and realized that Ciel was crying. Silently. This wasn't good. Sebastian knew, though he had never been a father himself, that when a child cries silently, it's because they can't stop the tears. Ciel, though he was becoming a man, was still just a child.
Sebastian, still holding his lover tightly, lay back and allowed Ciel to rest his head on the elder's chest.
Ciel calmed down after a long while. "Do you want to tell me what you dreamed about?" Sebastian asked.
"No." Ciel answered softly. He lifted his head and Sebastian saw that they still held traces of fading anguish. The young demon moved up the elder demon's boy and kissed him softly. Not breaking the kiss, Ciel straddled the other demon.
I need you, Sebastian. . .
The elder demon sprang into action and rolled them so Ciel was, once again, on the bottom. Ciel pouted and Sebastian laughed. "You're so cute when you do that."
Ciel narrowed his eyes at his butler before rolling them back. Before Sebastian could do much more on the matter, Ciel was kissing Sebastian's neck. With a slowness that almost droved the elder mad, Ciel and his mouth began to make their way down the older demon's perfect body. Sebastian moaned when Ciel began nipping softly at his nipples.
Unable to control himself, Sebastian switched their positions once again. He pinned the young master down with on hand, ripping of Ciel's nightshirt and his own clothing with the other. Then, after preparing the young demon, he was in the young master, plunging into him, hitting his sweet spot just right. Soon they were a sweaty mess and spilling over the edge of pure satisfaction and utter bliss.
Exhausted, they lay beside each other on their backs, both still breathing hard. Ciel looked at Sebastian and smiled a small timid smile. His hand slipped into the older demon's as the young one rolled onto his side and snuggled into Sebastian's side.
"Ciel, tell me what you dreamed about." Sebastian said softly.
"Pain." Ciel said softly. "and darkness. Then you were gone. You'd left me to suffer alone. Again." he looked up only to find the elder looking down at the young one, blood red eyes riddled with pain. "I know you wouldn't. You love me." Ciel smile a unusually charming smile. "And I love you but, if you do decide that you want to go," the smile faded, "I wouldn't hold you down if that's what you really wanted. Just know that: I will follow. Wherever you will go."
A single tear spilled out from the elder demon's eye, trickling down his cheek and falling silently on to the pillow. The ache in Sebastian's chest was made clear in those exquisite rubies he had for eyes as they glistened with unshed tears. "Ciel, my love. You really don't understand at all, do you?" he whispered and shifted onto his side to face his young lover. He cupped the young one's face with his hands. "I will never leave you. To abandon you would be to abandon the very core of my existence. If you were to die but the world to remain, I would be nothing but a shadow. But if the world were to die and you alone remained, I would remain also. Just to be by your side, my Love."
Ciel responded only by kissing the elder demon with all the passion the world could hold and then some. "Now you know how I feel. I've never felt this way." Ciel whispered as Sebastian wrapped his arms around the young master.
Sebastian smiled. "Sleep, my Love and we shall deal with our demons when we awake."
And they did fall asleep. Wrapped lovingly in another's arms.
Sebastian awoke first, as usual. Ciel was still in his arms.
It was such a wicked game to play, to make Sebastian fill this way.
Such a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you.
What a wicked thing to say, I've never felt this way.
I never wanted to fall in love. With you.
But Sebastian couldn't really be sorry that he had.
The elder demon shifted and the younger opened his eyes.
Those beautiful sapphire blue eyes. . .
Ciel smiled slightly as Sebastian gave the little lord a gentle kiss.
"Come on, we have to get up." Sebastian said and Ciel pouted causing the elder to laugh. Childishly, Ciel poked his tongue out then squealed when Sebastian licked it.
"Ew!" Ciel laughed. "You're disgusting."
"Don't stick it out then." Sebastian suggested and got out of bed. Ciel let out a sigh and scrambled out of bed too. "Would you like me to dress you, my lord?" Sebastian asked as Ciel grabbed some clothes from the wardrobe as well as undergarments and struggled in to them.
"No."
"May I inquire as to why not?"
"Because, Sebastian, if you touch me," Ciel replied, "I don't think I'll be able to resist the temptation just to go back to bed with you."
If only we could.
They were finally dressed and out of the young masters bed chamber just a little while later.
Neither of them wanted to, of course, but it was time to face the day and to solve the answer to what the hell was going on. Pun intended.
Sebastian had been told the story of the Lost Demon King many times before when he was but a demonling himself but he would never of thought that Ciel could ever be. . . Then again, it sounded just like the young master. He had been King of his previous games, was King of secrets and King of the chess board. Why not throw in King of the Demon realm too?
Sebastian smiled.
Oh, Ciel. The trouble you get yourself into. . .
Sebastian followed Ciel to the young one's study where the young demon continued with the paperwork that needed to be done.
. . . And the responsibility you take upon your fragile shoulders. How do you not collapse under the weight of it all, my love?
Ciel looked up at Sebastian and rested his head on his hand as he smiled. "You've been staring at me for several minutes." he told the butler. He frowned. "There's nothing wrong, is there?"
Oh, Ciel, how you love to worry. . .
"Nothing at all, my Lord."
Ciel rose an eyebrow. "Do you call me that out of habit or because you want to?"
"A little of both." Sebastian answered. "Especially since you are mine. You are my Lord."
Mischief glinted in the lord's eyes. Or, at least, the one not covered with that unattractive black eye patch. "Oh, I'm defiantly yours." he chuckled then he let out a sigh and sat back in his seat, staring at a spot on his desk. "We need to find out what on earth is going on Sebastian. If I am this so called Demon King, we need to know what it means. I'm still so new and. . . I'm scared."
Scared.
The young master never admitted fear. Not even to Sebastian. Before either of them knew it, Sebastian was looming over the young lord and kissing him both passionately and reassuringly. "You don't have to be scared, my love." Sebastian promised.
"If you two lovebirds have finished. . ." said a sudden voice making both demons jump and stand.
Grell Sutcliff was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed looking uncharacteristically serious.
"Grell, what are you doing here?" Ciel demanded.
"Save it, short stuff." Grell said irritably shocking both young and elder demon. "I'm tired and not in the mood. I came to tell you something. Something you really need to know."
"Well, what is it?" Ciel asked in his usual arrogant manor.
"I'll only tell you if you let me use one of the bedrooms. Just for today." Grell told them. "I literally went through hell to find this little piece of knowledge."
"You may stay." Sebastian said.
"Thank you." Grell said wearily tucking some hair behind his ear. "About this Demon master thing. I've discovered a couple of things you should look out for. About the powers he possesses."
"Powers?" the demons chorused.
"Uh huh." the red head confirmed. "Something about fire. It was hard to translate but, from what I could make out, the King of the Demon realm shall have the power of the Great Phoenix. There was a lot of mumbo jumbo about finding himself before he could use any powers properly but fire would be clear. Fitting, really, considering how your parents died."
"Quite fitting, yes." Sebastian agreed as Ciel sat down. "was there something else?"
"Yes. Young Lord, come here." Grell said.
The two lovers glanced at one another before Sebastian encouraged Ciel to obey.
Ciel approached the Death God with caution but approached all the same. Grell rolled up his sleeve to reveal a very shredded arm. The kind of vicious cuts, scratches and bites only the very twisted of demons could provide. Sebastian winced, remembering all too well the pain it caused and the years it took just to heal.
Grell grabbed Ciel's hand and, as Ciel struggled and protested, firmly placed the young Earl's hand on the wounds. "Oh," Ciel said, his eyes widening and flicking red just for a moment. The reaper and the young demon sank to the floor. Sebastian watched in astonishment as the red head's wounds healed with the very touch of the young master.
"The Healing Touch." Grell whispered, exhausted. "You have no idea what I had to do to find this out. You owe me big time." he said slumping against the wall. He pulled his healed arm out of the grasp of the young master and glanced at it before standing. "Direct me to the nearest bedroom."
Ciel and Sebastian helped a very exhausted Grell to a room and into a bed. Grell was unconscious before he hit the pillow. The couple then returned to Ciel's study where Ciel collapsed into his seat. "That was. . . unexpected."
"You think?" Sebastian said looking down at the master. He could see the young one in a whole new light now, as something to be nervous about, to be cautious of, to be feared.
Ciel looked up at Sebastian with those big blue eyes that were so filled with fear and innocence that Sebastian decided against fearing his master. There was no point. The young one was too vulnerable to be a threat to Sebastian, or anyone else, really.
And I love you. Yet another reason why I could never fear you.