What on earth was Ciel thinking? Everyone knew that just about anything Finny touched would break – be it a live animal or any random object. This is why Ciel needed to plan out a way to sleep with his gardener without getting hurt.
Unfortunately, strategising was a very difficult thing to do when a certain blonde fiancé of the boy was chattering about stupid things that Ciel didn't care in the least about. But, Ciel was pretty sure he knew what to do.
"- and, speaking of cute dresses, I saw the cutest little ensemble while I was shopping in London! It would look perfect on you. So –"
"Lizzy," Ciel suddenly interrupted her, "I would love to here all about it, but would you please excuse me for a few moments?" He shot her a fake smile and stood up.
Elizabeth's cheeks went light pink and she nodded. "Sure, I can wait."
Ciel nodded politely as he left the room, passing Sebastian who was wheeling a trolley with two identical fruit tarts and a steaming teapot on it.
"I'll be excusing myself for a while," Ciel said, "keep Lizzy occupied."
Sebastian bowed and entered the room, a sly smile evident on his face.
Ciel shrugged the expression off and walked outside into the mansion's garden to look for Finny. Although the mansion grounds were huge, Ciel had no problem finding the blonde boy.
Finny was pruning the trees that lined each side of the driveway leading up to the mansion, and smiling whenever small birds either landed on the branches or on his shoulders.
Ciel quickly went over his strategy in his mind again before slowly approaching the older boy. "Finnian?" He called out to his gardener when he reached the ladder that the blonde was standing on.
The older boy spun around when he heard his name called, causing him to lose his balance and fall off the small ladder. Finny looked up at the young boy. "B-bocchan?" He stuttered and quickly stood up, bowed and dusted the dirt off of the back of his pants. "Where's Mr Sebastian? Do you need something?" He asked.
The young earl roughly placed his hands over Finny's mouth, preventing him from making any more noise, and looked around. It was now time to put his plan into action. "Actually," Ciel said, "I was looking for you. You are the closest to my age, so there was something I wanted to ask you about."
Finny's eyebrows furrowed as he watched colour form in his master's cheeks. Little did he know, Ciel was doing it on purpose.
Ciel gingerly took the blonde's hand and started chewing his lip, trying to look as innocent as possible. "Lately," he began, "Something's been happening…down there." Ciel looked down, his face growing hot for real now.
Finny let out a quiet gasp (now realising what the younger boy was talking about) and looked around in case there was anybody listening to his master's secret problem. "Does Mr Sebastian know about it?" he asked.
Ciel shook his head. "It would be too embarrassing if Sebastian knew."
The blonde nodded understandingly and began to walk towards the mansion with Ciel in tow.
"What are you doing?" Ciel exclaimed, colour beginning to drain from his face. If Sebastian were to find out about what the young earl was doing, Ciel would never live it down.
"Relax," Finny smiled, "I'm taking you to a secret place that of mine."
Ciel did relax a bit as he followed his slightly older servant to where the manor's stables were.
The two boys arrived behind the stables and leaned against the wall together.
"Bocchan," Finny said, grabbing Ciel's attention, "It's normal. Bard told me that all boys go through it."
Of course. Ciel knew that. He knew just about everything on the subject, but he had to pretend he didn't. "Even you?" He asked, looking into the blonde's dark green eyes.
Finny smiled and nodded, unsure of where Ciel was going with this.
"Can I see?"
A dark blush rose to Finny's face and his eyes widened. He scratched the back of his neck as he thought about the strange request. "I-I… um…" he stuttered, but the curious glint in the younger boy's visible eye gave Finny the need to give guidance and reassurance to his master. "Sure."
Ciel let out a small breath and fiddled with the buckle on Finny's tool belt until it undid and dropped it on the ground. He gently fondled Finny's groin before undoing the older boy's tartan pants and reached into his underwear.
Finny let out a light moan as Ciel formed a fist around his cock and began to jack him off. The blonde's arms encircled around the young earl's waist as softly as he could make them, although, to Ciel, it felt like one of Elizabeth's bear hugs. "You're surprisingly good at this." The gardener muttered, letting his head rest on his young master's shoulder.
A small smile spread onto Ciel's face at the compliment and he sped his hand up. "Can I try something?" He asked the blonde, licking the shell of his ear.
"Of course you can bocchan." Finny stood up straight and smiled as he slowly raked his fingers through the younger boy's dark fringe and leaning against the stable's wall.
Ciel lowered Finny's pants and kneeled down, pumping his erection a couple of times and taking the fleshy tip into his mouth. He forced the appendage further into his mouth, trying not to gag on the cock – even if it was only slightly bigger than Ciel's own. The young heir began licking up and down the stiffening dick in front of him. Beads of pre-cum were staring to form on the head of Finny's cock, and Ciel licked them curiously, tasting the bitter and salty flavour of the liquid.
Finny's fingers intertwined in Ciel's hair and he moaned when the younger boy's tongue moved over his slit. The blonde whimpered when his master stopped sucking and watched as he stood up.
By now, Ciel was also achingly hard. He shrugged his jacket off and undid the blue neck ribbon. The blue eyed boy pressed himself against the gardener and began licking and sucking on the pale flesh of Finny's neck.
The blonde placed his hands on Ciel's butt and massaged gently. He untucked the young earl's shirt and moved his hands to Ciel's front, unbuttoning his shorts and dropping them to the ground. He ghosted his hand over Ciel's erection and smiled softly when the younger boy quietly moaned and nuzzled the blonde's collar bone. Finny kissed the blue eyed boy's forehead and turned him around, pushing him against the wooden wall.
Ciel gasped, the force of Finny's body almost crushing his own. He slid his hand under the blonde's t-shirt and slowly felt his way up his chest, pinching and rubbing certain areas as he went. Ciel lightly tugged at the cord attached to Finny's straw hat, wanting the older boy to take it off.
Finny froze, beginning to look uncomfortable. His straw hat was the only thing covering the tattoo on the back of his neck.
Ciel, remembering the panic he had felt when his chef had almost seen his branding scar, pecked Finny on the cheek and turned around. "If I face this way, I can't see it." He suggested.
Finny beamed, taking his gloves off. "Thankyou, bocchan," he said. The gardener pressed the young earl harder against the wall.
The blue-eyed boy gasped from the impact and positioned his legs further apart. He could feel Finny pull his underwear down and slide two of his fingers into his ass. Ciel whimpered as the blonde stretched and created scissoring motions with his fingers. He thought he would be used to it by now, but the force of Finny's motions made the young heir feel like he was going to tear apart.
The young gardener removed his fingers from his master and steadily positioned himself at Ciel's entrance. His cock was lubricated with the younger boy's spit, making the insertion easier.
Ciel cried out as Finny made his way inside of him. His hands balled into fists and his visible eye shut tightly. The two boys stood together; their bodies moving from their unsynchronised pants and tiny beads of sweat began forming on their bodies. "You can move." Ciel said, although the statement sounded more like and order.
Finny exhaled shakily and began thrusting his hips back and forth, each one making him feel like he was moving deeper into Ciel. He traced his fingers around the young earl's inner thighs, hoping to distract him from any pain he felt.
Ciel moaned and groaned loudly every time his gardener thrust into him. He could feel a tight feeling in the pit of his stomach, and he knew that an orgasm was approaching.
The blonde's thrusts started to speed up as he too felt himself nearing a climax. He lightly pumped Ciel's cock until both boys came simultaneously – Finny with a heavy grunt and Ciel with a loud moan.
The younger boy felt his knees begin to shake. His pelvis hurt and he felt tired. He redressed himself except for his jacket and sat on the ground.
"Bocchan, are you okay? Did I hurt you?" A worried and frantic Finny asked.
Ciel smiled and shook his head. "I will rest here for a while," he said with authority. "You may return to your work."
Finny bowed and put his pants and hat back on. He quickly pecked his master on the lips before leaving the secluded area.
Ciel sighed and leaned back against the wooden wall, taking in the breathtaking greenery of the environment. He felt so relaxed while listening to the chirping birds and the occasional whinny of one of the horses, that he almost didn't notice the fact that he was drifting off to sleep…