He had been called to Ciel's room; it was the first time that he had felt the contract placed upon his hand do so much as even tingle since returning to the manor. Unlike the times before he rushed to the younger man's side, even if he was being summoned for some miniscule task or form of entertainment he didn't mind it; he didn't question why he was being called so late in the night. He just wished to show his master that he was ready to be by his side at any given moment. Upon entering the nearly dark room he noticed the blue eyed man sitting on his bed already in his night gown, he smirked when the demon entered the room closing the door behind him.
"You actually came, funny"
"You did summon me my lord."
The younger man laughed and shook his head.
"That didn't make you come running the last time that I summoned you, come sit on the bed with me." He said waving the older man over.
Sebastian stood still silently questioning the odd request, another amused smirk curled the younger man's lips.
"Do you wish for me to make that an order, I swear beast you're so much more stubborn now."
Wordlessly he went to the bed sitting down next to the other man. This was the closest he'd been to him since the day his master had hit him; since that event the distance had been greater.
"What happened to you while I was absent?" Sebastian asked curiously, he just barely looked in the other man's direction.
"What does it matter to you?"
"I'm curious"
Ciel turned to face him.
"Curious, now you're curious; you used to call me complicated and stubborn, but lately you seem to be the complicated one."
Sebastian continued to stare in the direction of the door; even in the darkness his eyes could make out so much, sometimes heightened senses were nothing more than a curse. Times like these he wished to be lost in the darkness not able to see a thing before him or beside him for that matter, he wished he could not smell the scent of his master's cologne, or hear the steady beating of his heart. What had happened to the stubborn child he had known, the one that at times had driven him nearly insane; now he was a grown man, a bitter troubled man. It wasn't like he had ever been a happy child, but his anger and loathing had grown worse especially in the year that had passed.
"I am quite simple to figure out my Lord."
"Of course, I mean you are nothing more than a demon, lower than any dog; isn't that what the Death Gods say of your kind? You're lower than any creature on this Earth, I admit I agree with them."
"Then why not make a deal with one of them if I'm so lowly?"
A hard smack across the face made him fully understand how ignorant his comment had been. Ciel took hold of his face forcing him to look him in the eye; he hadn't realized until now that his eye patch was off revealing his purple colored eye with its imprinted pentagram.
"Such harsh words, such arrogance for a bastard to speak. Why did you return to me, why did you even leave in the first place?" He asked raising his voice to a harsh whisper.
"I felt that I needed to leave, I always planned to return."
Ciel released him and stood up from the bed, he moved to stand before the demon.
"I called for you, I begged for you to come to my side; I was even pathetic enough to blame myself for your abandonment."
With each word he became more and more angry, fearful; Sebastian hoped to Hell that deep down there was love, love fueling his rage.
Such a foolish thought.
"It was not your fault my lord, it was a decision I made purely out of selfishness."
"Demons are lonesome creatures, aren't they? Void of emotion and remorse."
"No my lord we are quite capable of emotion." He whispered averting his eyes.
"If that were true wouldn't you have returned when I called the last time, how badly did it hurt when I screamed for you?"
His voice was trembling now, so much hurt and anger; even as a man he was still nothing more than a stubborn child who never got the opportunity to grow up like those around him. Quite sad to think this was a man who had witnessed all those he loved dying around him, some even dying at his own hands; he still had Sebastian, he had his undying love until the day the contract was over.
"What happened that day if I might ask?"
"I'm sure you have been informed."
"I wish to hear it from your lips." He said looking the blue eyed man in the eye.
"A foolish old man from a horrible little company became a pathetic drunkard. He spotted me and dragged me off to an alleyway, he accused me of causing his life to fall to rubbish."
Sebastian watched as the younger man began to slowly unbutton his night gown as he continued his tale.
"He yelled things that hardly made a bit of sense, he was drunk of course so everything he said was just plain ignorance. I told him to get away, I had no time for such foolish behavior; he would not listen, foolish old man he was. I tried to push my way past him, I'll confess that was a bad decision on my part. He stabbed me, quite deep, and dragged the blade before pulling it out."
He stopped right above his navel, a long dark scar marked the man's flesh; it appeared to start low on his side, but worked its way up towards his chest. He stepped closer to the demon allowing him a better look at the mark, another mark with more memories to haunt the blue haired man for what remained of his lifetime. Sebastian slowly reached out his left hand pausing just a second silently questioning if it was alright for him to touch, with no sign of disapproval he placed his gloved hand against the man's skin. He traced his index finger along the curve of the fresh scar.
"I bled out on the street for the longest time and do you know what I said when he stabbed me, what name passed my lips over and over like a psalm while I lost consciousness?"
He knew the answer, oh he knew it so very well, but he didn't want to respond. His chest ached; his entire being ached for so many reasons. Being so close to the man he foolishly loved, seeing his new scar, hearing about what horrors he's been through. He pulled his hand away removing his glove with his teeth, he placed his bare hand against Ciel's body this time feeling the scar better than before. Feeling the uneven bump in his skin where his flesh attempted to fully mend itself, if he went further back he could feel the burned scar on his back, but he did not dare go that far. He felt a bit lost being so close to him, feeling his flesh against his own; he wondered just how sweet it would taste, how bitter his kiss could be.
"Sebastian" He whispered, his voice conveyed very little anger or much of anything for that matter.
The demon glanced up at his master; his eyes were half lidded as he looked down at the black haired demon. He caressed Sebastian's cheek, by an unknown instinct he leaned into the touch; fingers ran back through his soft crow black hair.
"Why didn't you ever come?"
"I wanted to my Lord, believe me when I tell you it hurt; it burned worse than the flames of Hell. I truly did want to come to your side."
"Liar, I hardly ever believe a word you speak to me these days; you speak what others want to hear, show what others want to see. Even this beautiful face and body of yours is nothing more than an illusion, a lie."
"I missed you deeply."
Ciel settled himself upon the demon's lap, Sebastian felt confused and excited by the closeness. He removed his other glove, he placed both hands upon the younger man's bare legs slowly moving them upwards. All the while he waited for repulse and rejection; he recalled the days when he couldn't even consider touching the young man or else a tantrum would be thrown. It was expected of one who had gone through such physical traumas, but none the less every hit and scream had wounded the demon deeply. How could he not understand that under no circumstance Sebastian could ever hurt him?
"So many lies, I almost wish for you to stop talking completely. I'm nothing more than a meal to you." He whispered as he draped his arms over the older man's shoulders.
"You are much more than that my lord."
"Flesh, blood, and a soul; even at this moment you only lust after me in hunger, nothing more."
He longed to kiss him, hold him, and show him just how deeply he loved him; how fully he craved every inch of his being. Yes he hungered after his soul, but he hungered for much more than that.
"You set me up as such a shallow being, almost human."
Strange how Ciel made him feel partially human, foolish and pathetic.
"Do you want me?"
"Yes my Lord"
The younger man smirked, "Then claim me as yours demon."
Sebastian pressed his lips against Ciel's kissing him passionately. He could feel the hunger grow inside of himself, the lust, and the love; he wrapped his arms tightly around the other man pulling his body firmly against his own. He could hear the blue haired man's heart beat quicken, he could taste his pain, his sweet beautiful sorrow. He couldn't help but moan into his mouth as they continued to kiss, couldn't help but shiver at the feeling of those delicate fingers tangling themselves within his black hair. He could feel the hungering demon within himself crawling its way to the surface; begging him to feed, but he pushed the urge deep down the best that he could. He lay the younger man down upon the bed, he broke from the kiss allowing the mortal man to catch his breath. Oh how beautiful he looked, so much like the man in the portraits that had been removed years ago.
"Nothing more than flesh and food to you." He whispered looking into the demon's eyes.
He knew what his eyes looked like at this moment, the glow they held each time he hungered or felt a sudden surge of rage. He couldn't control such things just like he couldn't control his love for this stubborn mortal man that now lay beneath him.
"So much more my Lord, my Ciel." He caressed his master's cheek.
"Take me you pitiful liar, even go so far as to take my soul if you so wish. I need to feel something other than this empty pain, give me something real."
He wrapped a leg around the demon's waist pulling him down closer to him.
So much.
So much he could give him, make him feel.
In one night he could only try to make him feel the love that haunted him for all of this time.