Covetousness…was that the right word? Could that word describe everything he was feeling? Could it describe the burning hunger, lust, and light-headedness? What was he feeling then exactly? Even he didn't know. No one did…it was just too much… too much. The hands that had been pushing against his black-cloaked chest had stilled, and the modest lips had relaxed some against his. He was so under, so entirely lost, that he heard nothing but the occasional whimper or moan against his mouth and tongue; could only see the blue deviously innocent eye and pale supple skin. He could only smell lavender scented soap washed down with the bitterness of dark chocolate. All the rest of Sebastian's instincts had vanished, all of them directed at this young boy in his arms, and how easy it would be to go deeper, dive further, and claim that pulsing soul that kept this mortal alive. Oh, how easy indeed. Sebastian tilted his head; tongue warm and slick slithered in deeper into the caves of Ciel's mouth.

She had crawled, fingernails crying red against stone as she pulled herself along, hands reaching out blindly and grabbing onto the hem of Sebastian's right trousers leg. He didn't notice, didn't flinch, and just devoured the muffled dying protests of the teal haired adolescent. Only when she had latched her teeth into the side of his ear did his eyes snap open, and Ciel broke away, panting and flushed from the claret-eyed demon's iron tight grip. Sebastian hissed, hand coming around and grabbing a chunk of the woman's oily auburn locks. She released her hold on Sebastian, head turning and turning in search of the small boy. She heard his quickening breaths and sneered, Sebastian's blood tickling down her chin.

"You!" She cackled, body going limp from loss of blood, and her sickening laughter made her arms twitch. Sebastian's eyes were focused now; realization hitting him hard, but his grip on the woman didn't loosen. "You small, human child. You poor, pathetic soul! How ironic, that you a soul so pure and golden, would run into the sinful arms of a devil! How insolent you are!" Her body was shaking from the force of her drunken laughter, and Sebastian's eyes narrowed hatefully in disgust. He gave her head a violent twist before she and her dismembered skull fell to cold red stained earth…to the dark sinful hell.

The soft black cloth of Sebastian's jacket was like a tickle of raven's feathers against Ciel's pale dawn struck cheek. The boy's thin fingers had hooked themselves into the lapels of the swallowtail coat, small and breakable. His eyes were half-laden, and the sky was just waking, blue violet twinkling against the dark silhouettes of the trees desperate branches. His butler's walk was calm, elegant, and unnerved, as they made their way up the grassy hills to the manor, though the house itself was not in sight just yet. Sebastian broke the silence first, voice deep and forlorn.

"Please forgive me, My Lord, for my inexcusable behavior tonight. I did not mean for-"

"Enough. I know what happened, and I'm ordering you to forget about it." Ciel snapped, eyes turning to look down at his butler's bleeding leg, his eyes narrowing slightly. The silence that followed was gentle and calm, and Ciel relaxed into the warmth of his butler's hold.

"Sebastian?" Ciel whispered, voice soft and muffled by the ebony cloaked fabric. His butler's eyes flickered downward, and for the first time in a long time they looked lenient…tender.

"Yes, My Lord?" He purred, voice husky from the strain of the evening. The blood had dried on his face, his cuts already healed. It made the demon look older, wearier.

"How many lives must you destroy… how many people must you harm… before your soul is eternally Lost?" Sebastian smiled then, a deep sickening poison against his pale façade.

"Why ask such pointless questions, Bocchan?" His smile grew, darker…fiercer. "When you already know the answer?" Ciel buried his head against Sebastian's chest, not at all surprised when he didn't hear a heart beat. His hand came up, and rested against where the demon's heart would lay. Sebastian's step faltered slightly, and he stared down at his master questionly.

"Am I already Lost, Sebastian?" The demon's eyes grew dark, his smile widening as his grip on his young Lord tightened possessively.

"No, My Lord. You are not Lost…" The sun stretched out it's arms, breaking through the gaps between the trees twisted arms and outstretched fingers, and Ciel felt sleep claim him. He let his eyes flutter close, the sun kissing his eyelids. The light did not grace Sebastian, the demon still cloaked in the darkness of the night, and with a couple more steps his master was, like him, shrouded in the shadows.

"…Yet."

Fin.

Well! I'm FINALLY done!

This chapter was really supposed to be longer but...with what type of content? I didn't want to just drag out a really long gory fight. That would've been boring, besides, the woman demon thing was drowning in blood anyway...

Thank you everyone who has taken the time to review and read this story. It really means a lot, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart! This story is dedicated to all of you! :D