The following day it was as if nothing at all had taken place the night before. It was to be expected; though a bit curious how two people could share so much passion in one night only for it to be forgotten the morning after. Sebastian had been quite sure to quietly get out of his master's bed, redress, and then return to his own room before the sun rose. He knew it was quite inappropriate for a servant to spend anytime at all in bed with his master, the part he played as butler told him he never should have advanced or accepted the beautiful man's offer of intimacy. The demon in him craved it, he craved his scent and his flavor; he was so unique so high quality. He had gone many years watching this man grow and mature, he had spent the entirety of a year away from him missing him deeply.
He had feared becoming something else, something new; he had feared it when he had begun to feel human. He didn't understand this, he had frozen his heart to such emotions to such urges of care...Seeing Ciel again, seeing the scar marking his beautiful pale flesh made his heart ache; demons were not supposed to be weak like men. They were meant to be strong and capable of burying and butchering such pitiful feelings.
As he went through his day he noticed how he himself couldn't help, but feel odd around his master. Each time that he looked at him he felt a tingle, memories of the night before raced through his mind; he longed to touch him even just run his fingers through his hair. His master though didn't seem to take notice to anything; it truly was as if nothing had taken place between the two of them. Just how was it that a demon was brought to his knees by overwhelming emotions he wished to rip from inside of him, yet Ciel went on calmly casually his heart coated with ice.
He wondered what would come of them by night fall; would his master want him by his side this night or was it just a one time occasion?
How difficult would it be to turn these feelings of love and lust into ones of hatred and hunger?
He had been so starved for so many years, a normal human would be long dead by now; a demon could go hundreds of years without feeding and a demon of Sebastian's stature could go twice as long just so long as he got a soul he deemed worthy of a meal. This one was beyond worthy, so much confusion and anguish and pure hatred; how could a heart filled with so much pain and hatred feel love? It must be impossible.
"Sebastian I wish for you to stay with me tonight."
The two of them were alone in the dining hall; even if they hadn't been Ciel had spoken low enough that nobody could hear other than his butler.
"Yes my Lord"
He had to admit he felt excited at the prospect of repeating the night before. Playing such a game was beyond dangerous, especially when one of the men involved in the game was madly in love; did he know? Did he know that his loyal pet was truly in love with him, willing as usual to give his life for him even without an order?
It wasn't as if it meant anything, his master still didn't trust him; for most the act of such intimacy was a sign of trust, but Ciel was past looking at his body as a temple. To him it was a constant reminder of pain and humiliation, something that would eventually die and rot away like every other living creature on this dreadful planet. Thoughts like that made him love the blue eyed man more than he already did, he craved his pain; he craved every quality and sin that would turn most people away.
For him the night could not come quick enough; he loved to feel him, to whisper to him things that could only be spoken in the cloak of darkness. Words that only lovers would share.