Ciel put a hand to his forehead. "Sebastian, why? Why did you bring the shinigami here? We don't NEED him."
"He followed me, my lord. I had no other choice." Sebastian's smile never wavered from his face and this infuriated his master.
"Send him back, then," the child hissed.
"Young Master, he might be useful."
There was silence. Ciel didn't look up from his tea or his paperwork. Taking a sip, he turned the chair and looked out the massive bay windows. "…I suppose a shinigami as a servant would be to my advantage."
"Of course sir." Sebastian neglected to mention William's utter loyalty to him, and not to Ciel.
"Why come HERE? Why not go to become someone else's servant?" Ciel asked, turning back to Sebastian, looking more curious. "It most certainly isn't you. The shinigami wouldn't come within a mile of you normally."
Bowing his head, Sebastian gave another, amused smile. "I suppose that he became…too distressed with the red nuisance?" Ciel shuddered at the thought of the escaped half of Jack the Ripper.
"I can see why that might happen. Very well," he paused, considering his options, "Make him the first footman." Slipping a sly smile, Ciel looked to the demon, amused himself. "As if you'll need replacing. But he's plenty tall enough." Sipping his tea, Ciel went back to his work, almost ignoring the tall man. "Get him uniform and a room, and inform him of his duties. Don't let him slack off… And take a bath, you smell like sex." Ciel looked up, not amused. He understood what Sebastian had done for his own amusement.
"Yes, my lord." The demon bowed and left him there quickly, and attended to his duties. Cleaning the manor, making sure dinner was prepared and eatable. That the garden of roses was untouched by poisons, the staircases were polished and clean. It was late when he returned to his bed, where the resting shinigami lay. He was contented in his sleep, and contented to sleep next to Sebastian. "William?"
He stirred and turned to him, giving a sleepy smile. "Master." Sitting up, he kissed him, shuddering.
"You're warm again, William. Have you missed me?"
He nodded, looking up at him, desperate and hungry. "Yes… William has missed Master."
Pulling the shinigami close, Sebastian grinned, and then slid his hands over the man's back. William moaned and pulled close, nuzzling into his chest. "What do you want, then? You have to show me." Sebastian nipped into the shinigami's throat and sucked carefully.
"I..I want master.."
"You have me. I'm here."
William shuddered, pressing close, wrapping naked legs around the demon's toned waist. "I…I want master…I..Inside me…"
Sebastian kissed the shinigami, pressing him against the wall. "Is that so?" Sebastian slid against him, feeling his desperation and his heat. "More?" William nodded hastily, pulling the demon closer against him. The demon grinned and nipped his throat. "Let Master please you, William. I promise, this will be everything that you've dreamed of."
Removing the glove, he slid his fingers into William's mouth. The shinigami understood his master's wish and took them into his mouth, sucking, shuddering, his face pink with embarrassment. Sebastian leaned close, nipping his throat.
"How sweet. Once this is done, William, you are mine. You won't wake." The shinigami's eyes widened, and, there was a flicker of resistance. Sebastian crushed it easily, slipping a hand to fondle him.
William's eyes closed in rapture, and he gripped Sebastian's shoulders. "This is just enough, William." He smiled and removed the fingers from William's mouth. The shinigami, his mind already slow and devastated with lust and craving, slowed to a stop when Sebastian thrust his fingers in. The tight passage was warm and welcoming, and Sebastian worked at him.
"N…nnh…. M….more…." William's body rocked and shuddered, letting out small moans of satisfaction.
"Oh?"
William nodded and pressed close. His body pleaded and William kissed Sebastian's throat. He nipped and sucked, and undid the demon's tie. Sebastian only watched in amusement. William pulled off the jacket roughly, his desperation betraying him. Sebastian kissed him, dominating William's tongue with his own, letting the shinigami pull his vest and shirt off. Slim, trembling fingers slid down the pale chest, fascinated by it's mysterious warmth. Laying on him, he heard no heartbeat, and for a second, his addiction was cooled by the demon's chest against his own. And then he felt Sebastian's hands on his. "Timid? Why not explore?"
William ran his hands across the demon's chest and throat and kissed it gently, pleased with his master's moans of approval. The shinigami, entranced, kissed down his chest. "S..so vile….." William dragged his nails down Sebastian's back.
The demon pulled his hair in return. " Ah yes, but this vile thing, it IS your master," Sebastian hissed, kissing William's neck harshly, biting, drawing blood with elongated fangs. His eyes flickered fuscia, slit pupils reflecting the darkness of his own lusts. He pulled down his pants and freed his own throbbing member, having lost all will to simply tease the shinigami into submission. William groaned and then gasped when he felt the demon enter him.
Eyes widened and closed, pulling their bodies tight. He twined them into tight embrace, moving in rhythm, sporadic chaos. Sweat dripped and William's body arched with Sebastian's, holding tight to him. His mouth opened in silent scream and his muscles ached for more. Sebastian shifted deeper, burying black nails into William's body. Blood ran down and this only tempted the demon further, thrusting harder, the friction sending them both to the edge of their sanity, dangling them by a spider's thread.
Bleeding and panting, William cried desperately, driving closer to the demon's body. Sebastian moved faster and harder, the walls shaking, cracking underneath the strength. William's hands left bruises on Sebastian's and then searched for other places to hold with all his strength. The demon bit into his throat again, drinking from him, tasting the ultimate desperation and need. His breath caught in his throat and he found himself unable to speak. Panting, gasping, crying out, William's voice grew louder. Sebastian shoved his hand over his mouth and hissed. "Silence!" William swallowed his voice, groaning desperately. "If you cannot be silent, find something to occupy your mouth.
William shuddered and bit into the demon's neck, drawing blood himself. Sebastian narrowed his eyes but felt more amusement. "Ah, you're thirsty then?"
The shinigami looked confused, but this was replaced when Sebastian continued. Rapture filled the shinigami's expression and he forced William's lips back to the wound. "Drink it up, William. This is yours. Drink it all." He didn't resist, taking in the coppery taste, lapping it slightly. "You're mine now." Sliding a hand down, he felt William's member and pulled it slightly. The shinigami bit down harder, gripping tighter, sliding against him, his body overtaken by lust, driving out all thought and reality. He nodded, understanding that no one else could have him now, and that he wouldn't let them. He belonged to Sebastian.
The night drove on, pounding, heat, sweat, blood, the climax exquisite, hard and fast. William would have screamed but Sebastian kissed him then, swallowing the emotion like he would a soul. The lust exhausted shinigami rested on him. "No no, no sleep yet, William." William's head didn't move but his eyes flickered upward, tiredly acknowledging him. "The young master would like you to be the First Footman of the manor. Your job is to assist me and look nice. Speak as little as possible when you speak to the master and do your job well.." He kissed him, tasting the addiction on William's skin. It was a sweet nectar in the shinigami's body, turning him into something completely different. "Can you do this for me, my pet?"
The dark haired man, glasses askew and fogged, nodded. He kissed Sebastian's neck. "I'm tired, master," his voice was hoarse from the silent screams, from the taste of blood.
"Then rest, my pet." Sebastian stroked his finally cooled cheek and moved him to the bed, never once pulling from him. His blush paled and the shinigami allowed himself to fall asleep against the sheets. "You're so cute. But you're also just a pet." He nipped his throat and watched the blush in William's face return. "So uncharacteristic. I don't believe I've seen you smile so much. But… I've won."
The next morning, early, Sebastian gently shook him awake, having dressed and bathed. "Come on now, William. You need to get up." Sebastian dipped down to his level and kissed his neck. The shinigami woke sleepily, blushing again.
"G..good morning master…" William smiled. Stretching and yawning, he sat up and draped his arms around Sebastian's neck.
"I know what you want." He leaned close, nibbling on William's earlobe, "But it's far too early for it." William pouted but nodded, blushing violently.
"O..of course master." He let go, falling against the bed.
"Still desperate? Even after last night?"
William nodded quietly and felt Sebastian lift him. "Where are we going?"
"To give you a bath. The young master requests that we don't smell like sex while serving him." His mouth pulled into a smile and William shuddered.
"I..I understand."
"Do you?" Sebastian dropped him in the luke warm water and began to scrub him down.
"Y..you don't have to do this…." William said. He felt helpless now that Sebastian had taken him and fulfilled his wish. "I..I can wash myself…"
"And miss an opportunity to play with my pet? Never." His eyes glinted with mischief and he dipped down, taking a cloth and scrubbing the man's neck, arms and face. William allowed it, and then felt the demon's hands on his chest and sides, scrubbing, lifting his chin gently to guide his back to arch to his fingers. The shinigami let out soft mewls of happiness, almost purring as the demon's hands went over his body. The demon snickered, amused, and then pulled up his sleeves and plunged his hands under the water, scrubbing his lower back, his waist and the insides of his thighs. William's breath quickened, his heart pounding, face turning pink again. Sebastian leaned close, his voice hushed in William's ear. "You're getting excited. You should keep calm." The shinigami shuddered and nodded, trying to compose himself. It was lost in a sea of pleasure.
"I…" he began to speak, but the words died. Sebastian smiled and turned his head, kissing him. William accepted, kissing back, deepening it, begging with every signal of body language.
"Hush, my pet. Just enjoy me." Sebastian kissed him again, dominating him with his tongue and his teeth, sliding his hand over William's groin, feeling the moan in the back of his throat. Narrowing his eyes, he kissed harder, pressing his hand closer. 'I enjoy making you squirm, Shinigami. I've never seen anyone so enamored. This is why shinigami and demons aren't allowed to be close. Because the shinigami become willing victims to their demise.'
Sebastian pulled away, dipping down to suck on William's throat and then fondle him. If he were thorough enough, William wouldn't be capable of recovery. The last night's events had already paved over everything in his brain except for his rampant lust. And of all the pets he'd had…William was the most craving, most addicted, and the most rough. His body thrashed beneath demonic hands before he was satisfied by his master's hand alone.
"Finished?"
He gave a silent nod before Sebastian pulled him up and drained the tub. The shinigami stood and toweled himself off while the demon brushed his hair into place and put his glasses on him. "…" William stood, shivering, cheeks flushed, body heated. "Let's get you dressed, shall we?"
William protested silently, thinking that this was the way that his master would prefer him, but didn't say anything. He simply nodded and allowed Sebastian to help him into one of his old suits. "You act as though you're upset, William. Have I upset you?" Sebastian ran a hand through the man's hair, triggering a shudder.
"No master." William's voice was hushed. Some part of him, somewhere, that was still capable of thought and emotion felt confused, angry, and hurt. How could he do this to himself? But then again, he didn't have much of a choice. The shinigami was a slave to his nerves.
"You're sure?" he asked, dipping down, kissing his neck lightly. William moaned and gasped, and let Sebastian pull his shirt on, buttoning it, and then adding the vest. "You look handsome, shinigami." The demon caressed his jaw, allowing him to lean into the caress.
"Thank you, master."
Sebastian chuckled. "For now, I am only Sebastian. The Young Master is our master.. For now." He pulled William close and kissed him, sending the shinigami sliding into need and taking out any rationality. "But always remember that your loyalty lies with me."
William nodded and went to kiss him, and was stopped by one of Sebastian's gloved hands. His crimson eyes gave him a small look, and William nodded.
"Keep it quiet. Speak as little as possible. Try not to be seen by the master. If he happens to speak to you, speak as little as possible. …. Don't let Mey-Rin touch the china, don't let Bard cook, and check to make sure Finnian has the poison under control. Do this, and other tasks I give you, and I will reward you, William." He nipped his throat. "Do you understand?"
"Y..Yes M- S..Sebastian."
"Try it without stuttering."
He was silent. "Sebastian…." he paused, "You're still noxious." The demon smiled and kissed his neck.
"As I hoped you would say. Another night of us together and you'll think I'm god."
William shuddered. "Why shouldn't Master be a god?"
"Perhaps he already is." He nipped William's throat and smiled. "Come now, we have work to do."
He led the shinigami out into the manor, giving him basic chores. William complied, working at them carefully and finishing them early. He kept his scythe at his side, and then, in his small moment of free time, he looked over his to die list. There was a sudden pang in his chest and he felt like he wanted to run away. But he was stuck there. Shuddering, William looked around and then, closing his eyes, the burning came back to him. He dared not to speak, but instead, tried to alleviate himself, going into the nearest bathroom to bathe his forehead and try to cool himself. Panting, his heat intensified. "I..Is this what happens when I..I'm not touched?"
He slid down to the floor and gasped aloud. "Oh? Not even a day and you're going into withdrawal." The demon was behind him. "I always seem to find you on your knees, William," were the whispered words. Closing his eyes, he shuddered and let out a soft moan as the phantom hands caressed every inch of his skin. "Hush, William, you'll have me soon. Remember that you are mine."
Gasping, he nodded and felt the hands inch lower. "M..Master please…"
"Please what?"
The hands traveled lower and slid into William's trousers with ease. "A…nnh… M..More?" he begged quietly. They fondled and caressed him, teasing him into submission.
"Ah, there's always more for you," he whispered, and then the sensation was gone. William was left, stunned on the floor, hands in his pants, looking confused and aroused. His body tried to register this, but it was useless. He had finished his duties for the day, and now he wanted his master. And one way or another, his body was determined to make sure he felt him. Closing his eyes, his mind staticked and he felt the hands trail over him gain.
"I..is this another illusion?" he asked aloud.
"Why should it be…?" Everything said and felt was solid, the grasp firm, and the swoon and ease of the fire meant that yes, Sebastian was real this time. "I heard you begging for me."
"I haven't said anything…" he muttered.
"You don't have to. Your scent says everything." William fell silent, leaning against Sebastian as the man touched him. Arching to every caress, he nuzzled into Sebastian's neck, moaning. "See? Even the way you move, the way you beg, it's all begging for me." Williams' heat became unbearable.
"To…too much…" he muttered before nearly passing out on the demon.
"Ah…I see." Sebastian lifted him. "Let's see if we can't fix that."