A/N: So it's 2 in the morning, I can't sleep. OH look! Presence! I totally forgot that I took this off of suspension......or that I had even started the next chapter. OTHERWISE, it would have been updated much quicker. Honest. Well enjoy the lemony goodness!
WARNINGS: Yaoi (homosexual) intercourse, as well as partial asphyxiation which is something that should never ever be attempted in an amateur and OR professional manner. Serious, people die from this so please don't be stupid and do it.
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING, Kuroshitsuji belongs to its rightful owners.
Chapter Seven: Your Hands Around My Throat
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"Ahhhhh," Ciel breathed lightly as I trailed my hand up his inner thigh. I smiled down at him, his ruffled dress-shirt, how it's whiteness made the boy's skin just pop, shinning beautifully with a thin layer of sweat.
I began to bring the hand down again, just torturing him with touch, nothing more. Soft padded fingers against flawless skin, Ciel's chest rose and fell in a heavy pattern, the stimulation growing too great.
"Sebastian," He whimpered, gripping the bed sheets tightly in his hands. I smiled down on him, "Yes?" I responded lightly against his ear, causing him to moan deeply.
It surprised me at how completely undone Ciel could become, how just this simple contact could cause him to be on the brink of insanity. He was so incredibly tempting.
"Sebas....tian," he breathed again, "hurry."
A quirk of the lips and I was upon him like wild fire. His lips, his chin. From soft moistness to gentle caresses. Pure adrenaline was streaming through my veins, awakening something so incredibly primeval, something so basic it was almost sickening.
It became a carnal endeavor, a devouring of Ciel's pristine skin and I couldn't get enough. My inner demon basking in the purity presented before me, a moth attracted to the flame, there was no escape.
I was at the point of no return.
Kisses were trailed down the boys chest, slowly curving around to travel down his side. Ciel had the most enchanting contours physically possible, they were so subtle you didn't notice it superficially, but now that my lips and hands were pressed against the skin, the muscle structure was bare before me. Every nerve, every folding of epithelium was at my disposal, at my leisure.
The complete irony of my situation was lost on me in these precious moments, the fact that I could indulge in such human interactions, be in control of them due to my demonic nature and yet I'm not even the one truly in control, but it is, in fact, the human under me who has the power, he's the one who with one word would stop me in my tracks, as he moans and cries out beneath me.
I stopped for a few moments, gazing down at Ciel, taking in the flushed cheeks, the sweat-stained hair holding fast to his forehead.
The blurry dark eyes, clouded with lust and hormonal exertion. Our contract happily embedded into the right iris.
Ciel started to come back around, returning my gaze as his chest rose and fell with his harsh breathing. "Wha-t" he stated, his voice airy and barely audible, but somehow containing his customary stubbornness, causing me to smile.
"Nothing." I returned, softly allowing my chin to drop back down, for my lips to guide themselves once again against flawless skin.
I dragged my tongue along the middle of Ciel's abdomen, causing the small boy to arch into the touch, his head pushing against the mattress desperately. My left hand held my weight against the soft surface of the bed, the other gripping the back of Ciel's thigh, right where the muscles in his ass met with his leg.
Said muscles tensed visibly, my hand gripping them tighter in a massaging motion to relax them. Slowly, I felt Ciel's hands curl themselves in my hair, and somehow that small action brought immeasurable pleasure to me, the fact that Ciel was somehow participating in this, that he wanted something from me. The hands tightened as the boy became more comfortable, more confident.
"Sebastian....I" Ciel breathed as I started to suck on a rather pert nipple. I switched to the other and a sharp intake of breath was taken, "I, stop."
I smiled against the skin, kissing down the chest, letting my lips glide against the smooth skin. I was glad to find that those hands were still there.
My hands kept messaging his skin, some unconscious part of me hoping that maybe if the motion continued the skin would just meld with me, that somehow I could get deeper inside of him, to be able to pass any set level of intimacy and truly become one entity.
Both hands around his waist, he squirmed beneath me as I sucked hard on his neck, nipping and licking in regular intervals.
Ciel's moans were a verbal drug and I was probably over dosing or at least heading down a one way street of addiction.
My lips met that brilliant conjunction between hip and thigh, Ciel's thin frame giving me a wonderful view of the skeletal structure stretching the pale skin. I caressed that area, never leaving the skin, feeling Ciel's hip bone against my lips, bitting it once for good measure.
A heavy gasp, a tightening of petite hands.
I tediously slid from the mesmerizing spot to Ciel's inner thigh, the complete area of which was held in my palm. The skin was more flexible there, a softness that was ungodly, and thus so very fitting.
I suckled on the skin as I had with every other area I came in contact with, Ciel's only complaints the sultry whimpers and demands for more which seemed to echo and bounce around the large room.
"Sebastian....mnnnn, please Sebastian, enough, more," nothing more than five words and a moan, and yet it seemed like it was an entire library of Shakespearean art.
Ciel couldn't take it anymore and I agreed that it was indeed time for him to receive his just rewards for being so patient.
"How do you want it young master?" I breathed against his neck, dragging my tongue along the skin I had just spoken to, as if it would somehow tattoo my words into him, leave some sort of mark.
There was no hesitation in Ciel's next words, though they sent several jolts through my spine.
"Dry, do it dry."
The smirk that appeared was far more justified, and plenty more smug, than the others. "As you wish." I stated again in the same seductive tone I had grown fond of using.
Ciel wrapped his arms around my neck, and if I thought that having his hands in my hair was invigorating, it was nothing compared to having him smother me in his anticipation.
I'm not exactly sure when I had discarded my coat, nor when I had unfastened the black tailored pants that hung effortlessly from my hips, but I was unimaginably appreciative for the convenience.
I had a hand against Ciel's left hip, pinning him to the bed with little effort, the other positioning myself against the tiny being underneath me. Still somewhat shocked at Ciel's request, I added minimal pressure to the stubborn ring of muscle keeping me from reaching our inevitable high.
Ciel visibly relaxed, taking in a deep breath and arching his back off the bed, allowing me to finally breach him, the hand at his hip going to the small of his back, holding the erotic position there a little longer.
Incredible warmth spilled over me at first entry, it was incredibly tight, the inner walls pulsating in a steady rhythm. It almost left me breathless as I continued to bury myself within him. Ciel let out a shaky breath, his fingers digging into the material of my vest and shirt so much that I felt his nails breaking through and into my skin.
I whispered encouraging nothings in the boy's ear, allowing my breath to ghost over it before biting down upon the fragile flesh.
Before long, and much to my enthusiasm, I was fully contained within Ciel's now-welcoming confines. He was panting heavily, his chest hitting mine with every needed intake of breath.
"Move." Ciel commanded after a few moments of us just staying in the parameters of our breathing and Ciel's adjustment.
I happily fulfilled the order, moving my pelvis away from where it rested against Ciel's flesh, then quickly bringing it back into contact again. The boy moaned again, urging me to keep going as he wrapped his legs around my waist.
I continued the motion of leaving from Ciel's gravitational pull but just as quickly fell back into orbit with him in a hard motion, causing the same sweet sounds to be emitted into the air around us, into our atmosphere.
I was surprised at how much this was taking out of me, and the fact that I was losing myself in it, my composure was completely shattered, something that just seemed to be a regular occurrence as of late. My chest started heaving as the thrust became more fluid, a never ending motion of much needed friction.
Our panting hung around our faces, creating a sort of condensation effect on our skin.
The candlelight on the bed-side table barely illuminated us, but caused the most amazing contrast against Ciel's face and body, how the shadows just seemed to be forming to his skin, dancing against it in each heave for oxygen, each twitch of pleasure.
"Ah, ah, inhhhh, Seba- ah, Sebastian." Ciel started to whimper and I looked fully into his eyes, knowing that these weren't just another onslaught of pleasure-filled words. Ciel wanted something.
"Yes?" I asked, my voice sounding a lot more in control than I felt.
"Do it from behind." Came another order and I couldn't help but let out a soft laugh. It was good to know that Ciel could still somehow have control over me, even in these situations, that he was comfortable enough to tell me what it was he wanted, exactly what he wanted.
I gently flipped Ciel onto his stomach, the boy automatically lifting his lower half up with his knees. His hands curled into the crumpled sheets, his head peaking up at me in the most unbelievably intoxicating way. His eyes were full of need, his lips full of want, but his disposition was full of authority.
I smiled, again lining myself up with Ciel's body before filling him with me. His eyes shut tightly as I began to move in and out of him, my hands gripping his waist. Ciel bit his lip as I made the thrusts harder, quickly pulling out before sliding easily back in.
Then Ciel screamed, his head being thrown back from the tremors racking his body.
"Mmm, Harder!" He demanded, having finally got the taste of euphoria and wanting more. I continued in the same motion that had cause Ciel such pleasure, forcibly hitting his prostate with each plunge, never allowing Ciel's following screams to end before the next one began.
But though, through all the moans and cries, somehow Ciel still wasn't completely satisfied. "More, more, Sebastian, ahhh, harder, Sebastian, more." Came his voice, ringing like crystal in my head, his voice getting higher with each word.
I continued thrusting, abusing Ciel's sweet spot, gradually letting a hand at his waist slide down along his arched back. The muscles were completely soaked, but so incredibly beautiful, the contours, the structure and movement.
Ciel's breathing was erratic as ever, giving me an idea.
I leaned over the body underneath me, practically to where I was lying on top of him. My head nestled nicely against Ciel's shoulders and I began to nibble on the boy's ear. I brought the hand that was wondering underneath Ciel's chin, the other one holding my weight against the bed. The thrusting and continual cycle of in and out never ceased.
The bed began to squeak, the wood finally being effected by our actions as I added pressure to the hand at Ciel's throat. I wrapped my fingers along that column of bone, muscle, and skin, preventing anymore air than vitally necessary to pass through.
Ciel didn't seem phased by this, in fact he seemed to take me in deeper with out new position, his walls clenching around me like velvet. His moans escalated to a new level, our speed increasing with Ciel's newly found plateau of pleasure.
The boy's head was thrown back against my shoulder, his eyes half lidded and his mouth open. My hands never relented in their pressure, gradually adding more to the flesh there.
"Soo, good..." the boy breathed as his eyes drifted closed, his finger still held in tight fist in the sheets, the knuckles going white. "You're in so deep..."
I could feel the end of this coming near, Ciel's entrance tightening and clenching at unpredictable intervals, and I kissed behind Ciel's ear.
My thrusts became harder, remaining on Ciel's pleasure point longer than before, causing the boy to see white and some other variations on the color I'm sure.
"Ah, I'm...I'm!" Ciel began to pant, his throat straining against my fingers in his effort to speak. I smirked against the skin where my lips still rested.
"Go ahead, cum for me." I stated, finally releasing pressure from Ciel's neck as I pulled out for the final thrust. The fingers rested against Ciel's parted lips as I drove back in, fully embedding myself within those warm spasm-ing walls. Ciel shrieked, biting down on one of my gloved fingers as he climaxed, his entire body trembling from the exertion.
I held myself where I was, flush against Ciel, Ciel arched away from the bed with eyes shut my finger still held between his teeth, his head against my shoulder.
His mouth fell slack, my finger being released and I quickly slid out of him. Ciel fell to his side, his eyes still vacant from the intensity of his release.
I brought a hand to his forehead, brushing away the soft hairs that where plaguing his face, not noticing the small smile that fell across my lips. How my eyes softened from simply watching him.
Ciel's sapphire eyes began to clear, his breathing calmer than it had been. He slowly brought those eyes to mine, a hand going to grab the one that was still running through his hair.
He looked at the hand curiously for a few moments, before the most innocent of smiles spread across his perfect face.
"Who would've known that asphyxiation worked so well?" The boy laughed, nothing threatening, demanding or unsatisfied in his tone. Just sleepy yet enthusiastic sedateness.
I shrugged non-chalantly. "Who would've thought." I agreed, leaning in from where I sat to lay a gently kiss against Ciel's worn lips.
The boy yawned as soon as the caress ended, a dainty hand coming to customarily cover his mouth. Another shared smile.
"Sleep young master." I said softly and Ciel could only nod, already halfway there.
"You'll need your strength," I whispered against his ear, a soft sigh coming again from those lips.
"For a demon's heart is a difficult thing to hold."
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A/N: MAN! I need a breather after this one. I was trying to go for a more poetic artsy feeling with this lemon rather than just giving you plain graphic smut, sorry if you guys don't really like it....T.T (epic fail face)
As a side note, at the part: "I continued the motion of leaving from Ciel's gravitational pull..." for some reason I could literally smell oatmeal and now I'm craving it. I don't know why, but it made me laugh......and hungry. D:
Also, every time I have Ciel smile I keep picturing the one panel from the manga with tiny Ciel and that "It's nice to meet you" smile. DAMN THAT CREEPY OLD MAN! Even though I can't really blame him, who wouldn't become obsessed with something so cute neh?
Anyways, I am terribly sorry for the late update, but I'm sure this marathon lemon payed for it right? Please review if you would be so kind!
Until next Time! A-n-B