Once again, I am so sorry for a later update than normal! I had some friends stay the weekend with me, and I was unable to write until Monday morning. So now without further adieu, here is the next chapter for your enjoyment! Read and review, flame if you must.
Akiru Chan and I have limited medical knowledge, so please forgive any errors you might find.
Disclaimer: Neither of us own Sebastian or Ciel, or any of the other Kuroshitsuji characters.
Ciel laid curled up on the couch in Sebastian's office. His eyes were closed, but he wasn't sleeping. He was listening to papers shuffling on the desk and Sebastian's quiet breathing. His hand dangled leisurely off the side of the couch, swinging back and forth gently. He hadn't spoken a word since they'd come back to the office, since he didn't want to bother the doctor.
Scarlet eyes slipped over to watch Ciel silently. The boy had come a long way, Sebastian mused. It had been three weeks since the boy's first attempt at receiving the injection without any help of the gas. Now, only minutes after receiving his treatment, Ciel seemed completely nonplussed about it all. It had been two weeks since Ciel had even had a panic attack, and it seemed as if things were beginning to become tolerable for Ciel.
The thought made Sebastian smile and he turned back to his work. It hadn't been all good news, unfortunately. There had been a stiffness in the air that seemed to bring a tension that did not settle well with the doctor. Affection between them had grown to just small kisses and less than frequent touches. Ciel seemed irritated more often than not, but it seemed for the best. Or so Sebastian thought at the time. Some distance was good, and would keep people from seeing the truth of their relationship. It just didn't seem like such a wonderful thing in the end.
Ciel brooded, his mood dark. He was frustrated, to put it simply. While he loved the relationship that he had with Sebastian, it just wasn't enough. The kisses and occasional touches had satisfied him at first, but now he was beginning to think of other things, and it scared the hell out of him.
He was thinking about sex quite a bit, and he realized now how little he actually knew about it. He knew some things, such as it hurt and it involved things being placed in a spot where nothing should be. When he'd been younger, he hadn't fully comprehended what exactly had happened to him during the Incident, but as he'd gotten older he'd come to terms with everything. But that didn't help his fear. And he was afraid; afraid of the pain, afraid of the demeaning nature of it, afraid of the power that the other person was able to wield over him.
Ciel whimpered and clutched his head with his hands. This was bringing back memories, and he'd been doing so well without any panic attacks that he didn't want to ruin it. He breathed in deeply, trying to calm himself down before Sebastian noticed something was amiss.
Unfortunately the distressed sound did not go unnoticed. The pen dropped to the table and Sebastian turned just an inch to watch the boy. "You okay?" He asked, but didn't show much concern. The boy looked fine enough, and it didn't leave Sebastian inclined to rush to Ciel's side.
"I'm fine," Ciel snapped, then instantly bit his lip. He lowered his lashes, looking almost apologetic even though he didn't speak the words. He just bit down harder and ran a hand over his face as he lapsed back into silence.
Apparently things weren't fine. Sebastian was no idiot; he could see the irritability written on Ciel's face. He bit back a comment about the boy PMSing, knowing that wouldn't help anything; it would only make himself a little less frustrated with the situation. The boy was young and Sebastian remembered how hormonal he had been at that age, especially with the world opening up with possibilities of a future that would be his to create. There could have been a number of things eating away at Ciel, and at the moment Sebastian didn't find an interest in them.
Ciel idly traced circles on the couch with his finger before huffing and sitting up. He was too restless to stay still for too long, but he didn't know what to do. He wondered if Sebastian was mad at him for the way he had spoken, but he was afraid to ask. Aside from his parents, Sebastian was the next person he saw quite a bit, and the thought that he'd possibly ruined their relationship with a harsh word made him cringe.
He was quiet for a moment longer before asking softly, "Sebastian? Will you please kiss me?"
There was a pause in the noise of a scribbling pen but it was quickly covered up with an awkward cough. The request was odd in itself, and Sebastian wasn't sure what to make of it. Usually such requests were made at suitable times, but now was not the most proper of times to be kissing. Especially considering there was another patient staying the night as well, although Sebastian doubted he'd be staying for long. Already the treatment had shown signs of failing.
"Maybe later," Sebastian said after a moment, not putting much thought in it.
Ciel deflated, his shoulders slumping. "Oh..." A few minutes ticked by before Ciel rose to his feet. He held a hand out, carefully shuffling forward until he reached the doctor's desk. He could tell from the hurried scrawling sounds that Sebastian was absorbed in his work, and he frowned. Sebastian had always made time for him before, and he didn't know why he was now being ignored. One thing he did know, and that was that he didn't like it.
With that thought in mind, Ciel bent over slightly and leaned down to kiss Sebastian. To his chagrin, he missed and ended up pressing his lips to the side of the older male's nose.
Sebastian froze, slightly surprised, and rolled his eyes over to look at Ciel. It was hard to resist turning his head and catching those lips in a real kiss but he resisted and simply regarded Ciel for a moment. "What are you doing?" He asked, although it was rather obvious, Sebastian thought.
Ciel faltered slightly, moving back a bit. "I'm kissing you. Is that a problem?" His words had bite to them, and he clenched his fists together, nails carving half-moons into his palms.
"Why are you kissing me?" Sebastian reiterated, finally wanting some answers to the boy's odd behavior.
"Because I wanted to," Ciel stated flatly, his brows knitting together. He was unsure of where Sebastian was going with this conversation, but he didn't like it. "You don't want to kiss me?"
This time Sebastian turned, hand on Ciel's hip to keep the boy in place. "I want to kiss you. It's just I don't understand what brought on your sudden want to kiss me after how you've been acting for the past few hours," Sebastian answered and looked deep within Ciel's eyes.
"I'm sorry," Ciel murmured, an almost pained expression on his face. "I just... There's a lot of things I need to work out right now." He rested his head against Sebastian's and stayed there, forehead pressed to forehead.
Sebastian deflated and he allowed himself to relax and hold the boy. "I'm sorry, too," he said and pulled away, leaving a kiss to Ciel's forehead.
Ciel stood there awkwardly, uncertain if he should stay where he was or go back to the couch. Tentatively reaching out, he touched Sebastian's cheek, his fingertips gently stroking the skin. "Can I steal you away from your work for a few minutes at least?"
A sigh left Sebastian's mouth and he turned towards his work. He had gotten enough done, and taking a break wouldn't hurt anything in the long was a small part of him that didn't want to admit that he just wanted to spend time with the boy, but he ignored it otherwise he might think he was growing even softer.
"An hour. You can have me for an hour," he said.
A relieved smile crossed Ciel's face. "Thank you," he said softly. His head dipped down to rest in the crook of Sebastian's neck, and his tongue flicked out to lick the skin there.
"No, you don't." Ciel was plucked back and given a disapproving look from Sebastian. "You forget we have company today. There will be none of that." It was hard to say no to such advances when it had been so long since he'd been given this chance. He could inform Mey-rin that he was busy in his office and not to allow anyone to bother him, no matter the situation, but Sebastian knew that the nurse would guess at the reason for such a request and give her disapproval.
Ciel's mouth dropped open in surprise. He clearly hadn't been expecting Sebastian to refuse him a second time. "But...I want to kiss you..." he replied, his voice quiet and small sounding.
Sebastian hesitated, weighing the options of granting Ciel's wish and calling it done for the night. "One kiss?" He asked. "Just one. Nothing more, and no tongue, no open mouth... Just a simple peck." The rules were set and he just had to recline back to await Ciel's decision.
A small scowl crossed Ciel's face, but he nevertheless leaned forward, his fingers tracing Sebastian's lips. There was no way that he was going to miss this time. Their mouths met, and the blue-eyed boy was hard-pressed to follow Sebastian's orders. He wanted nothing more than to deepen the kiss, but he dreaded the thought that Sebastian would become upset or even tell Ciel to go back to his room. Even so, Ciel's mouth parted just a tiny bit before he quickly clamped it shut again.
There was a rumble within Sebastian as he chuckled at the boy's actions. Giving in without much thought, he opened his mouth just a bit. There was no tongue but he believed this would satisfy Ciel much more, and keep the boy content for the rest of the day.
Ciel began to wonder how much he could get away with. If Sebastian had neglected to obey his own orders of keeping their mouths closed, then would it be possible for Ciel to get the doctor to forget about the no tongue, as well? He was determined to find out. Carefully, the tip of his tongue swept over Sebastian's lower lip, and Ciel waited anxiously for Sebastian's verdict.
The action was returned as the doctor's mouth opened to allow Ciel entrance. Their tongues tentatively slid together, as the kiss was kept slow and unrushed. But before the kiss could last more then a few seconds, Sebastian's jaw pressed down, catching Ciel's tongue gently between his teeth. The boy pulled back quickly and Sebastian could only smirk. "I told you no tongue."
"You also told me to keep our mouths closed," Ciel countered, crossing his arms as he pouted childishly. "You listened to that rather well. But really, is anyone going to come in here, especially without knocking?"
"My rules, my rules to break." A kiss was given to Ciel's nose before Sebastian patted the boy on the hip to get him to move back to the couch. "I don't have staff with the greatest of common sense." It was a reluctant admission but true nonetheless. Mey-rin might knock, but whether she would wait for permission to enter was something different all together. Bard and Finny were the biggest concerns. Bard wouldn't hesitate to come barging in, Finny no doubt in tow.
Ciel huffed and sulked on his way back to the couch, sitting with his feet curled under him. He rested his chin on his hand and stared blankly into space. The fingers of his other hand tapped the armrest and he sighed. He had nothing to do, having already read the book he'd brought with him for his weekend stay. Sebastian was more or less ignoring him, and all he wanted was to kiss the older male. That pleasure was being denied him, and it made Ciel wonder if Sebastian was just bored with how slowly things were progressing.
He sighed forlornly. "Is this how the rest of the weekend is going to be? No kissing or touching?"
Suddenly Sebastian wondered if the source of Ciel's irritation had been just that. Were they looking at a case of sexual tension? It would make sense. Sebastian couldn't think of an opportunity that the boy would have to release such things prior to their meeting. There was always masturbation but Sebastian wasn't sure if he could see Ciel indulging in such a thing, and it wasn't something Sebastian could bring up in casual conversation.
"Is that what's bothering you?" he asked after his internal thought process had hit its conclusive end.
Ciel blushed, ducking his head. "I guess a little." He nibbled on his lower lip, refusing to look up at Sebastian. "I just miss being close to you..."
Sebastian deflated and rubbed at his temples. He was getting too old for this young love with all its hormones. Granted, he'd be lying if he said he didn't want for Ciel in ways that left him hard and panting when he woke up in the morning. Cold showers were becoming a staple of his wake up routine.
"You are close to me. You spend all your time with me on weekends," Sebastian reasoned, though he knew that was not the closeness Ciel was referring to.
"But just being around you isn't enough," Ciel protested. "Normal couples touch and kiss each other, so why can't we?"
"But we do kiss." And they did, having only recently kept the kissing down to moderate levels. "Couples don't kiss round the clock. Otherwise you'd get bored with it." Sebastian settled down to look over an order for more syringes and signed his neat scrawl across the bottom. Whoever said that doctor's signatures were illegible had never seen Sebastian write.
Ciel chewed his lip more as he pondered what Sebastian had said. Before, they had kissed quite a bit, every chance that they could. So was Sebastian's reluctance to kiss him because he was now bored of that simple exchange? Perhaps Ciel's earlier deduction had been correct.
"I guess so," Ciel grumbled, sensing that this conversation wasn't going anywhere. Abruptly standing up, he grabbed his cane. Seb was at a vet's appointment getting his shots, so Ciel had been forced to rely on his cane. "I'm going to my room. I'm tired."
The boy was gone before Sebastian could stop him, leaving the elder to grumble to himself. Soon he was left wondering what he had done and what was going through Ciel's head. The boy was so hard to read at times and it left Sebastian wondering if he'd ever figure him out. So far he had concluded that Ciel's foul mood was due to their intimacy, or current lack thereof. If that was the case then Sebastian could possibly give the boy some attention later in the evening when things slowed down and the office emptied out as Bard left, followed by Finny, and the new patient went to sleep. The saving grace was that he was a shy boy and wouldn't go wandering the halls. Mey-rin had put the patient up in the rooms at the opposite end of the hall, which left Sebastian feeling grateful.
Sighing, Sebastian got back to work. He needed to finish this before it got too late. Then and only then would he sneak his way back to Ciel's room. Suddenly he found himself looking forward to the night time tryst.
Ciel lay curled up in bed, the covers pulled snugly over his head. Although he'd told Sebastian that he was tired, it had been a lie so he could escape without telling the doctor he was upset. Sighing, he debated about reading his book through again, but he'd read it so many times before already. So he resigned himself to simply lying there, waiting for sleep to claim him.
Hours passed, how many was anyone's guess, and it was then that Sebastian found himself standing outside Ciel's door. The hallways were dark and desolate, everyone having gone to bed. He breathed deeply and opened the door without bothering to knock, too afraid that it would echo too much in the silence. A smile bloomed on his face when he saw Ciel sleeping on the bed. It didn't surprise Sebastian; it was nearing midnight and most sane people were in bed.
Walking quietly, Sebastian moved towards the bed and seated himself on the plush cushion. Ciel did not stir and that only caused Sebastian's smile to widen. His hand reached out and combed through the slate black hair of Ciel's head, loving the softness of it.
Ciel gave a soft moan, pressing his head against Sebastian's hand. Blue eyes fluttered open, and he stiffened at the presence of someone beside him. He moved back quickly, his expression fearful as he whimpered. "P-please... Don't touch m-me..."
"Hmm, what happened to you begging me to kiss you?" Sebastian teased, but withdrew from Ciel. He wasn't sure if Ciel was lost in memories or not, and Sebastian knew to play it safe.
"Sebastian?" Ciel seemed relieved and scooted closer to the man, leaning his head against his shoulder. The little spat that they'd had a few hours prior was forgotten as he now laced his fingers together with Sebastian's. "You're done with work?"
"Done for the night. I'll have to finish the rest tomorrow." Sebastian reclined on the bed and pulled Ciel to him, the boy spooned to his side. His kissed his crown, smelling the sweetness of Ciel's hair.
Ciel smiled, fingers rubbing circles on Sebastian's hand. He tilted his head up, pressing his lips to the older male's chin. "So I have you until then?"
For a moment Sebastian was going to reply negatively. He hadn't planned for this to be an all nighter. Yet the look on the boy's face gave him pause, and Sebastian found himself saying yes. "You have me till then." His head inclined then, allowing for Ciel's lips to travel more freely as they moved to his neck.
Ciel kissed his neck, his tongue flicking out. "Good," he whispered. His arms wrapped around Sebastian's waist as he snuggled closer, draping a leg over Sebastian's.
"Falling asleep on me?" The teasing tone was light and Sebastian snuggled into the boy, loving the feeling of Ciel's body, warm against his own. He had no intention doing much more than to enjoy Ciel's presence but it would annoy him if he was fallen asleep on.
"No, I'm not. I'm not that tired right now," Ciel said, lazily kissing Sebastian's neck. He shifted then, trailing a hand up the doctor's chest to find his face, and covered his lips with his own. Sebastian's lips were soft against his own, and he moaned softly into the kiss.
Sebastian allowed the kiss, yearned for it. His mouth opened and his tongue come out to play. No longer were his self imposed rules in order and he gave the boy free reign to do what he pleased. So long as they stayed quiet, Sebastian didn't think they had much to worry about.
"You better not be tired." One of Sebastian's hands trailed down Ciel's back, resting just before the swell of his ass.
Ciel stiffened slightly, but didn't move away. "Even if I were tired, I wouldn't go to bed yet. I'd much rather stay up with you," he admitted. The hand that had been on Sebastian's face drifted down to his chest again. Ciel's heart was beating fast; he'd never touched Sebastian there before unless it was to clutch his shirt, so this was all new to him. He tentatively traced down the doctor's chest to the waistband of his pants before sliding back up. He smiled at the shiver that coursed through Sebastian's body at the slight contact.
"And why is that?" Sebastian asked, leaning down to kiss and lick at Ciel's neck and collarbone. He tasted so sweet and salty, making Sebastian want to sample every part of the boy. It was so hard to remember himself while with Ciel. The boy required special care and barriers; Sebastian did well to remember that.
"Because you're much better than my dreams. And my nightmares," Ciel added quietly. A slight flush graced his cheeks as he mentioned the nightmares, embarrassed at the fact that he still had them even at eighteen years of age. His fingers threaded through Sebastian's hair, holding his head in place by Ciel's neck.
"You dream of me?" The comment about nightmares went ignored and Sebastian busied himself with sucking and biting at Ciel's neck, not hard enough to leave a mark but enough to send shivers down the boy's body. "Tell me about your dreams." The hand on Ciel's lower back tightened and drew the boy in closer to press flush against Sebastian, their legs a tangled mess.
Ciel's blush deepened. "Sometimes I do. We go to the pizza parlor again or we're in your office most of the time." He frowned then. "The only bad thing is I never see your face. It's always this black shadow, and it's irritating."
Sebastian chuckled over the innocence of the dreams. "Does it matter what I look like?" He asked. "Isn't it what's inside that counts?" They were teasing words mumbled against Ciel's skin; Sebastian knew just how much appearance mattered. It was human nature to be vain.
"It doesn't matter," Ciel was quick to say. "It would just be nice to see you, that's all." He shifted so that he could press kisses to Sebastian's face.
"I'd like you to see me, too," Sebastian admitted, pulling Ciel's face up to claim his lips. They were soft and sweet, a treat he freely indulged in. "But for now, you can see me through your hands," he said as soon as the kiss broke, grabbing hold of Ciel's hand and bringing it up to cup Sebastian's cheek.
Ciel's fingertips explored every inch of Sebastian's face once more before his lips sought out the doctor's. Hands tilted Sebastian's head to an angle where they could better kiss each other, tongues wrapping around each other. He wiggled up more over Sebastian's body, trying to get closer to him.
A groan left Sebastian's throat and he stilled the boy. Ciel had a habit of squirming and always against the most sensitive of places. Normally it wouldn't be a problem, very appreciated in fact, had it not been that Sebastian was in no hurry to move to that level in their relationship. Ciel was comfortable with kissing and they would keep it like that. No matter how much Sebastian wanted to press back against Ciel's body and enjoy the sweet friction, he could not.
Ciel pulled back just enough to catch his breath. His fingers stroked Sebastian's neck and dared to slide back to his chest. He shifted again, his breath hitching as his semi-erect length rubbed against Sebastian's leg. He bit his lip, hoping that Sebastian wouldn't notice.
Sebastian did notice and he shifted himself just a bit to give Ciel some relief. The hardness he could feel against his thigh was doing little to drown his own arousal, but Sebastian did well to keep Ciel from coming into contact with the area he needed him most. "Ciel," Sebastian whispered the name along the boy's jaw, nipping and kissing as he made his way towards the fleshy neck.
It was a blessing to be able to indulge in such things after so long without. Sebastian could relax knowing that no one would walk in on them. Weeks of being overly guarded and keeping his affection for the boy to a minimum were maddening. But not as maddening as Ciel himself, in all of his splendid beauty. The boy was a walking sin, and Sebastian was nothing but the devil as he ate at this forbidden fruit.
Ciel moaned quietly. The gentle touches were doing nothing to alleviate his problem; if anything, they were only adding to it. Burying his face in the crook of Sebastian's neck to hide his embarrassment, he cautiously shifted again, a barely audible sigh of relief slipping past his lips.
"It's okay, I don't mind." Sebastian kissed Ciel again, hard and demanding. His hand moved once more to the boy's lower back, pushing him closer and encouraging Ciel to relieve himself and give into the pleasure.
Ciel pushed closer to Sebastian, gasping as the unfamiliar sensation washed over him. All he could think was that it felt good. His fingers tightened in Sebastian's shirt and a moan escaped. "S-Sebastian..."
Sebastian kissed the boy's cheek, finding it a distraction from other things. The heat between his legs was becoming painful, and it strained against his slacks as it stained them in a slick wetness. Idly he mused that he was glad to have kept extra clothes in his office. The thought was pushed aside as Ciel made another sound, and Sebastian pulled the boy into a kiss.
Ciel eagerly returned the kiss, their tongues sliding against the other. "Sebastian," he breathed again and pressed into Sebastian's leg. His nails dug through the material of the doctor's shirt, and he nipped at his bottom lip.
"Yes," Sebastian replied, breaking from the kiss to attack the boy's neck once more. The hand on Ciel's back dug into his shirt and nails pressed into covered flesh. It was so hard not to allow himself to travel that hand just a little lower to grope at round buttocks. No doubt it would allow him to dictate Ciel's movements, making them smoother and all the more pleasing to Ciel, but Sebastian knew that such a gesture would cause all of this to fall apart.
"It...feels good," Ciel admitted in a whisper. Hot tears stung his eyes, but he refused to let them fall. The last time something like this had happened, he hadn't enjoyed it at all; he'd kicked and screamed the entire time. Perhaps it had been because he was younger at that time, or because he didn't know what was happening and it frightened him. But even now, he was unsure of what to expect next. He clung tighter to Sebastian and desperately crashed their mouths together, the familiar action soothing to him.
The kiss was returned with equal fervor, and Sebastian added to Ciel's sensations by moving his thigh in just the right ways to press and rub against the boy's erection. Already he could feel a slight dampness leaking through his thin slacks and Sebastian knew that the boy was so close to his climax. "Give into it Ciel," Sebastian cooed as the kiss broke. "Let it all go."
Ciel choked on a sob. The heat coiling tightly within him was like a spring ready to snap, and he wanted that to happen but at the same time he didn't. His contradicting emotions played havoc on him, until finally it happened. Ciel let out a cry as he came, the cum sticking to his pants and thighs. He bit down hard on Sebastian's neck, not even thinking about being careful not to leave any marks.
He collapsed onto Sebastian after his release, spent both physically and mentally. He drew in a shuddering breath as he tried to steady his racing heartbeat.
"You okay?" The question was asked in a careful voice as Sebastian was unsure of Ciel's reaction after experiencing something like this. His hand moved back up the boy's back to rest innocently on shoulder blades. Deep breaths were taken as Sebastian tried to calm himself down, but with little luck. The bite on his neck stung, but it had been arousing and it only helped to fuel the passion that had became a relentless heat.
"I-I think so," Ciel responded slowly. He rolled off of Sebastian, making a face as his pants clung to him uncomfortably. "I should probably change. And take a shower."
Sebastian chuckled. "Indeed. I can't say that it's wise to wear clothes during activities such as that." He shifted as soon as Ciel was off of him, grimacing as the coarse material of his pants slid against his cock.
Ciel nodded. "Um, you can wait here if you want," he said, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly. "I won't be that long." Shuffling over to his bag, he picked it up and began to carry it to the bathroom. "Just let me know if you're still here or you're leaving. I don't want to be thinking that I'm talking to you when I'm actually just talking to myself."
"I'm going to go run to the bathroom," Sebastian informed as he was already making his way to the door. He had certain problems to take care of at the moment. "I should be back before you're down with your shower." The prospect of finding relief with his hand wasn't appealing; it had been many years since he had last sought his own pleasure, but it was needed tonight.
"Okay," Ciel replied. He quickly entered the bathroom and shut and locked the door. He leaned against it for a moment before ridding himself of his clothes and turning on the shower. He let the hot water wash over his body as he stood there, eyes closed and fists clenched. What had possessed him to act like that?
Pressing his fist to his mouth, he held back a quiet sob. He felt dirty all of a sudden, remembering everything that they had done to him. He grabbed his washcloth and proceeded to scrub himself clean, turning his skin raw in some areas. Ciel then sank to his knees, burying his face in his hands. He couldn't get clean, no matter what he tried. He would always be tainted.
Sebastian sat nude against the tiled wall of his bathroom. His head was tossed back and his hand worked wildly on his cock, smearing the pre-cum and bringing himself closer and closer to completion. With closed eyes he imagined the look on Ciel's face as he greedily took pleasure for himself with the help of Sebastian's thigh. There was even a drying stain to show for it. He felt guilty for pushing the boy to give into desires that were so new to him, and then finding enjoyment in it.
It was obvious to see that Ciel knew little of what he was doing. He was innocently trying to find his way towards his orgasm and to reap pleasure from it. The boy had acted without modesty and it had been the most erotic thing Sebastian had beared witness too. Just the mental image had his hips arching up as cum covered his hand and stomach. With a curse, Sebastian caught his breath. He needed to get dressed and cleaned. Ciel would be done with his shower soon, and Sebastian wanted to be there for him when he returned.
With one last fleeting thought to prior events, Sebastian stood and left without looking back.
Ciel was just coming out of the bathroom when Sebastian walked in. He glanced over in the doctor's general direction and gave him a small smile before replacing his bag where it had been earlier. He then found his way to the bed and curled up with a sigh. "Sebastian? What should I do about my pants? Mom will ask about it..."
Seating himself next to Ciel, Sebastian ran his hand tenderly through the boy's hair. His voice was calming when he spoke. "Give them to me and I'll have Mey-rin take them to be cleaned with the rest of the dirty linens tomorrow. They'll be clean and ready for you to take home by the time your mom comes to get you." There was no need for Ciel to take the soiled clothes home, and it wouldn't do to have his parents becoming suspicious.
Ciel nodded, his hand going up to touch Sebastian's. He bit his lip, then shifted so that he was looking in Sebastian's direction. "Did you mean what you said earlier? About not minding what I was doing?" His blue eyes were worried, and there was a faint blush spreading over his cheeks.
Sebastian could only smile at the boy's embarrassment. "I didn't mind one bit. All I wanted was to make you feel good." He swooped down and kissed Ciel on the cheek, feeling the heat of the blush on his lips. "Did it feel good? Do you want to do something like that again?"
"I guess so," Ciel murmured shyly. "That just never happened before. I honestly don't know what I was doing." His cheeks burned, and he quickly rolled away from Sebastian, burying his face in the pillow.
A chuckle left Sebastian; he couldn't help but to find a certain endearment to Ciel's innocence. But it did open Sebastian's eyes to just what he was getting himself into. It would be a slow progression, both mentally and physically. There was no mistaking that Ciel had been abused, perhaps even sexually, with how the boy acted to touch and the terrors that would attack. Every intimate moment, Sebastian would have to be aware of his every move. There would be no sexual gratification to be had for himself, not until Ciel became comfortable with his own sexual urges. It would take time, and there was still a chance that Ciel would never allow the touch of another in a sexual way.
Sebastian had to wonder if Ciel was worth the hardships that were to come. He sighed then, looking down at the blushing boy that was curling into himself. There was only one answer to that question, which meant that Sebastian would be getting to know his hand quite well in the weeks, months, or even years to come.
But as Sebastian leaned down to turn Ciel's face towards him, looking into those blue eyes and kissing those pink lips, he knew he was in this for the long haul. Ciel Phantomhive was not a boy you let go once you had him; he was a keeper. That much Sebastian was sure of.