"Sebastian?" Ciel spoke in a soft voice, almost scared to speak up in an understandable tone.
Ceil knew when she said his name he was easily pleased. But the only thing he could think of after she said his name this time was the first time she said it, no, not said, she cried, or even whimpered it. It was when she was seven, her family had all perished, and the men who had taken her true life worth living away had also stolen her. While she was being held in a cage she summoned me and begged me to make the contract. I agreed only because I knew she had a strong, willing spirit that would be fun to rip out of her heart and devour. Then when she becomes a demoness she will be pure passion to the entirety that wish's to bind her in contract. Such strong need for the truth she was willing to endure anything to get what she wants, or rather needs. That was the case so many years ago.
One night a man came into her cage, he smelled of strong alcohol and burning grass, when he had gotten close enough she merely stood her ground, obviously scared, but had not called for my protection. She was going to see this through. He striped her down and soon himself and made her cry in pain, and whimper in the feeling of being used.
That vile creature had stolen her innocence at only the age of seven. When he was done he hit her and told her it was her "own damn fault because if she hadn't wanted it she could have stopped it", this made my skin crawl. Mostly because she accepted it, he had made her think it was her own fault for the monstrous things he did to her, and the things he made her do to him.
Later that night she whispered my name through the sobs and told me to hold her, I felt such human emotions at that time and it made me feel sick to my stomach thinking about how I didn't stop it, and I could have stopped it, but I didn't move. I simply watched and waited for a command.
As I held her I could feel her silent sobs, she shook violently for hours before I could calm her down enough to slowly fall asleep. That was the night I took the contract into my own hands and stole her away. Then next day I went back and found the man who violently raped her and made her feel so horrible and made him beg for mercy before I ripped into his lungs and watched him suffocate.
The next day when he returned, drenched in the blood of the men who destroyed her innocent being, Ceil was awake silently sitting in her bed. As soon as he arrived she called him over so she could sleep again. Since then the only time she were able to sleep was with the firm understanding that he were there and that she would always be safe with him. And she will be, she has to be if she wasn't she and Sebastian would have failed to accomplish both of their goals. Ceil's, to find and kill the remaining members of the cult that killed her parents, and Sebastian, to keep her safe, no matter what.
He reached down to stroke his lovers face before he went off to finish his chores. He didn't know what to do when it all first started, he would try to wake her, but this only made her waken screaming from the previous dream thinking it was that vial creature again, touching her… knowing her. This made him remember what he had done wrong and how what had started the dreams was his fault and he had no intention of keeping that around. Very soon after that he learned she likes to sleep with a person next to her when she had nightmares; she would cuddle with him and press herself against him just to be sure he was still there. Also to feel his warmth as he breathes in and out, with the rise and fall of his chest, with the thump- thump of his slow heart beat.
All he could think was about how she must feel when she gets closer to him. He pondered if it was the same feeling he got when she was closer to him, like if he died he would die smiling and full of love and joy. Like everything was just perfect in the world and for that moment nothing will ever change. She was now crying and holding him closer to her, as she mumbled his name. He almost didn't hear it, but once he recognized it he snuggled closer to her.
"I'm right here, don't worry, I will always be here for you." He breathed warmly in her ear and her movement slowed as she found comfort in his words.
There she slept with him pressed against her for another hour or so…as he guessed. She slowly awakened and the first thing she did was smack him for not have been done with the chores.
"What the hell?" He yelled in a threatening tone.
"You didn't do your duties yet, Finnish!" she shot back at him.
She hadn't yet remembered what they shared the night before, but when she did she felt ever so sorry for what she had done. He loved her so much and after they shared that love she forced him to do work, with a violent consequence if he didn't, but he didn't care about the consequences he loved the way she was efficient. Getting done what needed to be done easily, and swiftly.
When he had finished, she called him back into her room. Feeling guilty and upset with herself, she apologized, a rare thing to come from Ceil's lips. Those perfect lips. The lips he had licked and kissed and bitten so many times, the lips that have said so many perfect words with perfect meanings. Lips that have opened in ecstasy two times before, the lips that have screamed in pain and pleasure and have whispered in both again… the same lips that say his name and yet speak to others around her. Like they are worthy of her recognition let alone her breath! What preposterous idea they have! That they, THEY, are on the same level as my perfect precious Ceil? Bullshit! Or, even better than her, how the hell do they get that idea! If they think they have better looks they are very wrong, better schooling, better lives, and less rules and repercussions, they can say whatever they would like to their servant's or them self's but if one word were to slip out of their mouths to lessen my lovers, my perfect lover, self esteem, I would end them. The protectiveness I feel is because of the contract I'm sure.
Ceil stood and moved closer to me after she apologized, this made me feel a little less angry with the mere peasants that associate themselves with her. She stood breathing about five feet away, frozen, a pained look on her face. "Ceil?" I went to pick her up but was too late, Ceil fell to the floor, pail and shrieking in pain wile clutching her lower abdomen. I picked her up and rushed her to her bed. I tucked her in bed, went to draw a bath, before I could even make the water the right temperature she screamed in agony. That was a noise I had sworn I would never hear again, I rushed back to her to see what had happened, ready to kill if need be. She held up her hand, her fingers stained with blood. "Sebastian? What's going on?" Ciel was terrified, she was innocent again, and someone was hurting her. I stripped her down and put her in the tub before another wave of pain set in again. I then inspected he soiled clothing. When I found the blood stain all worry vanished. The blood was on her underskirt. Humans, what simple things can scare them. But, I was just as scared as Ceil, and she has learned nothing about what happens when a girl reaches an age close to adulthood. I will need to have this discussion with her. "Ciel? We should talk about what this means, you see you are about fifteen and most girls have gotten this before you. This affects me as much as you, you see, fourteen days before your next one of these, you could get pregnant. When you bleed, it means you are not pregnant, it hurts sometimes and doesn't others. We need to be more careful now that you have this, if you get pregnant, well, Ceil, a mutant between our two kinds have never been created. We should track and time everything so you are safe." I paused for her to respond but she was looking at me, tears falling silently, she was still scared. "Sebastian? I'm scared."