Ciel had everything set. The servants who would undoubtedly cause trouble, were sent away to go look after soma and Agni in the mansion in London today. The madams were off on other business. Elizabeth had gone to France for a shopping trip with Frances and Paula. Even Pluto was out, left on the doorstep of the Trancy manor as a surprise to its inhabitants. He had everything in place, even himself who was splayed comfortably out on his bed, what he was wearing barely even qualifying as clothing. The 'lessons' he'd had would definitely be put to good use. He was, of course dreading his end of the deal, what he'd have to do as payment for those lessons, and it wasn't money at all he'd have to dole out... But then, what was Grell but a pervert?
It was precisely eight thirty when the butler had walked in, his time impeccable as usual. The room was dim in the barely filtering light that was hidden behind the thick blue velvet curtains. There were a few candles lit, throwing a light shadow of the boy onto one of the soft azure walls. The aforementioned boy had gray-ish bedhead dipping down near his eyes, Lilliputian pitch-black shorts adorning his small form, gloves of an equally dark lace that only let his fingertips poke through, and a metallic jewel-studded collar weighing heavily on his neck. Sebastian hadn't noticed at first the gray cat ears that were blended perfectly with the boy's hair color. The butler choked back a hysterical stuttering inquiry and swallowed hard in his throat.
"Young master... It's time to..." He couldn't help but trail off, mesmerized as Ciel mewled a kitten-like yawn, one of his fingers slipping into his mouth as he softly bit it, blue eyes scanning his surroundings as if viewing them for the first time.
"Is it time to awaken already?" He yawned again and stood, walking toward the butler. "I'd like rose tea this morning, Sebastian." Ciel said, sauntering out of the door with softly swinging hips, Ciel made his way to his office, leaving the butler alone, in a dazed disbelief.
Sebastian took that moment to release a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding.
Ciel decided to eat in his office. He sat on top of his desk, crossed his legs, and awaited his breakfast. He looked absently out the window, as if he hadn't the slightest idea what he was doing to his demon. As if he didn't realize what effect he had on him. He smiled slightly but willed it to disappear, as to look nonchalant.
The butler came in some time later, a tea glass filled to the brim with a softly sweet smelling substance, and a plate holding strawberry jam and a half croissant. Sebastian announced the breakfast, managing to keep his voice neutral despite the now uncomfortable tightness in his pants that occurred when he'd seen the boy that morning.
"Thank you, Sebastian~" Ciel sang, and mimicked what the butler had done a thousand times, taking off his gloves with the tips of his teeth and setting them aside. Hopping from the desk, he trotted over with dainty steps. Did I just say thank you? The boy wondered briefly, but ignored the thought, and went back over to take a seat on his desk, being sure to give Sebastian a nice view of his receding backside.
Did he just say thank you? Sebastian asked himself, but was lost in the sight of him retreating. This boy is driving me mad... It was barely past morning, and Ciel acted as if it were typical day beside his behavior, yet without even the strangest hint of discomposure.
Ciel began dipping a torn piece of croissant into the jam, purposely wetting the tips of his fingers as Sebastian stared. He ate the piece and very slowly (so slowly in fact, Sebastian briefly wondered if his vision was in slow motion) licked up and down the sides of his fingers in sensual motions, after which, reaching the tips, he rammed them into the back of his throat, only letting his eyes flit up when Sebastian let out a particularly gruff sigh.
Sebastian was never flustered. Ever. No one could do this to him, accept for Ciel. He'd never once been in contract where the contractor was anything like this. It wasn't really his reaction to Ciel, but him trying to keep his demonic nature in check. Were he to react to Ciel, it would be much more vicious. He didn't even lose control when he was bedding other women, but when Ciel even looked at him, it made him have to reason with himself.
Ciel let his eyes drag down to the demon's thick erection. He could swear if he looked close enough, he could see it throbbing with the demon's pulse.
"You're dismissed Sebastian." Ciel said, looking away in uninterest. As soon as the demon left, Ciel bit his lip and started screaming inside his head with excitement. Sebastian had the most feral, banal, libidinous look in his heavily glazed eyes, it was finished off his food and wondered what he'd do next, his brain forming idea's that would surely cause quite the scene.
Sebastian almost collapsed in the hallway. His breathing was erratic and uneven. Were he to be capable of blushing, he would be bright red. The demon couldn't take much more of this. He went immediately to his quarters. His room had concrete floors, a large drawer and a plain bed with straight sheets. He sat himself down on his bed and felt across his chest. There was so much heat radiating there, he thought he might burn himself. He ran a hand over his member. A picture Ciel immediately entered his mind and he felt himself twitch.
Sebastian clenched his eyes shut and rubbed himself with a few slow strokes through his pants. It caused a hitch in his breath that most wouldn't notice. He could imagine Ciel doing this. Ciel, in an attempt to tease him, rubbing him softly. Hesitantly. A slight tremble in his hands, and his sweet voice saying "I've never done this before." A virgin. A lamb. A lamb dyed black and bathed in red. Spitting sin unknowingly from his lips. Flicking it from his fingertips like one of his cigarettes.
Sebastian had unzipped himself now, his thumb coming to rub across his tip while the rest of his hand squeezes him tightly. Sebastian almost winced at how tight he was holding himself. He began pumping faster; letting small sounds of pleasure leave his throat, though he made an attempt to choke them down, only managing to make them sound more desperate.
"nn-nnhh... C..Ci." Sebastian breathed. He imagined Ciel prancing around in his little shorts and cat ears, Ciel writhing and begging him to do vile things, Ciel... Ciel...
Sebastian growled. He was on the brink, and he knew it. So quickly. For a demon, he really didn't have much stamina. For this, he blamed Ciel as well. He pushed himself closer and closer to the edge, bit and pieces of his contractor's name gutturally leaving his mouth. It was only when he finally snapped and felt himself come to completion that he managed to say Ciel's full name. It was the first time he tasted the name on his lips, spoken quietly but passionately, in a high voice that was foreign to him. It reminded him of poet.
This is how the world ends, not with a bang, but a whimper.
That's when he realized it. He'd lived for many years, and for the first time in his life, he'd let out a whimper. The submission, just like Ciel's name, tasted cloyingly sweet upon his lips. Cloying and intense, in the most beautiful of ways.
Ciel sat, mind concocting silently. He'd decided he'd forget about work for today, and just stay up late again tomorrow. As of now he sat, his mind concocting silently. He had vulgar things in mind, but he'd already been bathed in eternal sin the moment he met the demon. Indulging day after day of pride and vanity. Sloth and Envy. Wrath and gluttony. Why not let lust join among them? He'd reason with himself that lust was unnecessary in his goals, and that anything unnecessary would be selfish in his only reasoning for existence. But then, he kept Elizabeth alive even though she wasn't just unnecessary, but a bit of an obstacle as he had to keep secrets from her, run off and save her. That was selfish of him. He'd done many unnecessary things. He could indulge in just one more.
Ciel thought of his lessons with the mistresses. Sebastian would have to teach him violin, dance, and Latin today. Latin was first, in an hour or so. But Sebastian didn't know he was teaching it... Ciel should make him aware.
The boy slipped his gloves back on and softly tapped his bell to summon the butler, once again, forcing himself to swallow his smirk. Sebastian arrived a little while later, his hair slightly unkempt, unevenness in his voice. Ciel knew exactly what the demon had been up to. He could not hold back this smirk, especially when he saw Sebastian's member grow yet again at the sight of him.
"Sebastian, you are to teach all my classes today." Ciel said, lips curved seductively.
"I-is that all, master?" Sebastian cursed himself for stuttering.
"Mmm, No. I have a taste for something sweet."
"You've only just had breakfast an hour ago, my lord." Sebastian said, not knowing if he could make it through another one of Ciel's meals.
"Yes, and it was disappointingly small. Bring me an éclair." Ciel ordered, uncrossing his legs, then crossing them again on the other side.
"Yes, my lord." Was Sebastian's answer as he stalked out of the room. Sebastian sighed loudly... He could imagine later when he'd have to lead the boy in a dance while he was dress like that.
Ciel was smiling like an idiot up in his office, beyond pleased with himself for his behavior. Half of him was still in disbelief of everything that was going on. He had no idea that this type of control would be so satisfying. He couldn't wait until Sebastian returned with his food. He was sure to make a show of that as well.
As if on command, Sebastian opened the door, tea and éclair in hand, setting the silver tray next to the boy on his desk.
"Thank you." The boy whispered right next to Sebastian's ear. Sebastian didn't reply, he couldn't, for he knew it's come out as a growl.
Sebastian waited at his master's side as he typically did, waiting for the boy to finish his food so he could collect his dishes, as well as the ones he failed to, this morning.
Ciel picked up the éclair, first making for the chocolate on the top. He licked leisurely up and down the side of it, letting out small moans even Sebastian had to strain to hear. Sebastian couldn't help the shudder that racked his spine as he watched that pink tongue run all over the treat, his blue eyes closed, as if in concentration, only to be snapped open when he was done with this, and went for the cream, biting off the tip of the éclair then lapping at its warm insides.
Sebastian eyes were half lidded, his member throbbing, and since Ciel's eyes were once again closed, he rubbed it softly through his trousers, letting out pants and hisses, watching the boy's tongue slide all over his sweet. Sebastian's eyes had found their way closed as he rubbed himself steadily harder. He hissed Ciel's name. Realizing what he'd done, he quickly opened his eyes, which were instantly met with Ciel's azure ones.
"Thank you, Sebastian. That's quite enough." The boy smirked widely. The demon bowed half-heartedly, seized the dishes and almost ran from the room, heading immediately back to his quarters. Again.