Author's Note: Aaaaahhh! This is it, guys! The beginning of some sexineeeessss~!
The dark-haired, royal man took long, confident strides through his expansive palace. He was silent the whole time, not saying a word or even glancing at the boy in his arm. The only sound was the click of his heels against the marble floors.
Ciel remained stiff, also silent, but that was mostly due to the white cloth still covering his mouth. He looked around the wide, long hallway, staring at the statues of gods and goddesses, the vases, the columns… Even the floors were polished and magnificent. The curtains that were hung over the open windows swayed in the breeze of the night.
Finally, Sebastian reached the end of the hallway and opened the door, entering his chambers. Ciel's eyes widened at the sight of this room. There was a large bed in the middle, its blankets a deep, maroon color framed by black. The bed had large posts and a canopy, the thin, black curtains trailing around the bed. The rug was thick, also a maroon color, with very elaborate detail. On the bedside table was a candelabrum, completely black, with large, lit up, maroon candles. There was another bedside table on the other side of the bed, atop which was a jug of water and a pair of reading glasses. There was a bookshelf to the side, completely occupied with massive books. Across from the bed was a mahogany dresser with a large, extravagant mirror, the frame of it carved elegantly. The entire room looked extremely regal, fit for a king…
Or a king's foster son.
Ciel didn't realize that his bare body noticeably relaxed against the older man's, his arm resting on Sebastian's shoulder. When he finally snapped out of his curious, entranced state, he blinked and looked down at Sebastian, who was staring at him intently.
Sebastian then moved to the bed and gently placed Ciel on it, climbing onto it as well. His red eyes were feral as he examined Ciel like a predator examining its prey. Ciel slowly backed away, the silk bed sheets making movement difficult. He pulled the blanket over his naked body, not liking the look in this stranger's eyes, his heart beginning to race. Sebastian moved close to Ciel and easily moved the white cloth off his mouth, placing it on the bedside table beside the candelabrum.
Sebastian finally spoke, his voice velvety and low as he thought out loud, "So… what shall I do with you…?"
Ciel looked confused as he asked, "What do you mean?"
"Well, you're my eromenos…" Sebastian started, slowly moving toward Ciel, whose body once again stiffened as it backed away, hitting the headboard of the bed.
"N-no, I'm not."
"Oh, yes, you are," Sebastian insisted, slowly moving his hand to wrap around Ciel's ankle and easily pulling him close. Ciel tried to yank his leg away, shaking his head, his eyebrows furrowing and mouth curving into a frown.
"I'm not! You said all that just to save my life!"
"And I did. You'll still live after we're finished." Sebastian tightened his grip on Ciel's ankle, pulling him even closer.
Ciel's eyes widened as he said incredulously, "What are you talking about?!"
"Well, nobody has ever died after having sex with me," Sebastian said slowly before pausing, placing his index finger on his chin as he looked off to the side thoughtfully. "Well, except that one time…" He winced at the memory, his eyes narrowing slightly.
Ciel didn't know if the man was serious or not, but either way, this was bad. Even if Sebastian was joking, being in the same room – in the same bed – as someone with such a sick sense of humor was not good news. "Let go of me."
"No." Sebastian leaned down, his mouth set in a smirk, leaning even closer to Ciel, intending to kiss that frowning mouth.
Ciel slapped him right across the face, actually causing the older man's head to turn to the side. "Don't you dare even try it!"
Sebastian slowly turned to face Ciel. His expression was not shocked… not angry… not confused…
He was amused. He chuckled lightly as he said, "Ah… I suppose what they say about Ciel Phantomhive is true. You really do play hard to get."
"I'm not playing hard to get. I am hard to get."
Sebastian chuckled again. Ciel's eyebrow twitched at the chuckle. It was annoying him.
"Quite an arrogant one I got stuck with," Sebastian commented. "I didn't think I'd ever have the pleasure of meeting someone as arrogant as me. And most surprisingly, I didn't think I'd meet someone who would deny an invitation of sex from me." His eyes lost the feral look and were replaced with a contemplative look as he looked off to the side, his eyes fixed on the candelabrum.
Ciel wondered what Sebastian was thinking about; it was worrying him. He knew this man was up to no good… He knew this man was not a good person. Sebastian was the kind of person Ciel's parents warned him against. He was the kind of person Ciel should run away from.
A wince escaped the young boy's mouth as he backed away even more, the raw wounds on his body harshly brushing against the material of the bed.
Sebastian's eyes quickly looked away from the candles and to Ciel before realization hit him. "You're still hurt, aren't you?"
Ciel didn't say anything, not wanting to admit his weakness. He looked away from Sebastian, staring at the bookshelf and reading the title of one of the huge books. The Principles of Democracy.
He's so boring…
"You obviously are… Those people tortured you."
Ciel again said nothing, biting his bottom lip, his small hands clenching the blanket even tighter.
Sebastian sighed and moved off the bed, going into the bathroom attached to his bedroom and rummaging through the drawers under the sink. He finally pulled out a large box and brought it onto the bed. Ciel's eyes curiously looked at the box as Sebastian pulled out some pieces of cloth, ointments, and creams.
"Allow me to apply this to treat your wounds," Sebastian said quietly, trying not to scare the boy. He knew he had scared Ciel earlier, and he had actually enjoyed that, but he also knew this was not the time to play around. If the wounds were serious, they could be mortal. And he had gone through a lot of effort to save this child's life; he didn't want him dying anytime soon.
At least not before they had sex.
Sebastian cleared his throat and shook his head, trying to get that thought off his mind.
Ciel finally nodded and removed the blanket, pushing it away from his body and lying down, his head propped up on the large and numerous pillows.
Sebastian actually winced at the sight of the scars, the bruises, and the blood. Since his bed sheets were maroon, the blood that seeped through them wasn't obvious, but his sharp eyes noticed it. There was barely a clear spot on the boy's small body, almost every inch marked by a scar or a bruise.
Ciel's eyes watched Sebastian closely, his heart starting to race again with anticipation and unease. Those red eyes, with the fire reflected against them, screamed danger.
Sebastian finally stopped staring at the injuries. First, he grabbed for a cloth and soaked it with water from the jug, carefully yet thoroughly wiping the blood off of Ciel's body.
After he had wiped all the blood off, he spread some of the ointment on his fingers and began to slowly, carefully rub it into Ciel's body.
Ciel gasped, the ointment stinging, especially on the open wounds. His eyes squeezed shut as his leg jerked. "Ah… It stings!"
Sebastian nodded, looking understanding. "I know… Just bear with it for a little bit…"
Unable to control his perversion, his eyes kept sneaking quick glances at Ciel's member. He studied the boy's lithe body: his slender legs, the small, gentle curve of his waist, his delicate torso, his pink nipples… He noticed Ciel's neck that was slightly arched because of his positioning… his small hands that were tightly clenching onto the bed sheets… the small, dainty toes attached to arched feet. The candlelight was causing Ciel's bare body to look ethereal, the shadows and warm, orange light making the sight very visually appealing to the older man.
He continued rubbing the ointment onto Ciel's skin before gently turning him over.
His eyes once again roamed, but this time, he didn't have to be sneaky. Ciel couldn't see Sebastian as he stared at the boy's perky, round ass. Sebastian looked disappointed to see scars on it as well. Well, thankfully, it's not too much. But still… I wanted to be the first to mark that ass. Oh well. Sebastian suddenly smirked at the next thought in his head. I'll mark it in… other ways.
Ciel's head was turned to the side, his eyes innocently staring at the bookshelf, reading more and more titles. He was unaware of Sebastian's eyes and thoughts. The young boy thought this was normal, natural – just like anyone would treat his wounds.
Little did he know this man was far from normal, far from natural…
Sebastian finally resumed his treatment, spreading more of the ointment onto Ciel's body. The feral look had returned to his eyes at this point. His fingers were hasty yet thorough as they made their way down Ciel's back, itching to touch the boy's ass. When he finally reached it, he made sure to rub it slowly and very gently, watching Ciel's expression.
The boy's large, blue eyes fluttered closed, and a light flush took over his cheeks. He sighed out softly, his shoulders relaxing.
Sebastian leaned over and whispered into Ciel's ear, "Doesn't that feel good?"
Ciel nodded slowly, still not realizing how sexual all of this was.
Sebastian smirked and kissed Ciel's ear lobe before slowly pulling away, not wanting to push his luck. "Are you feeling… better?"
Ciel moaned out softly, nodding again. "Yes… Much better…"
"I'm glad," Sebastian said as he looked down at his clothed crotch. There was a slight tent in his black robes. He internally laughed at his little innuendos; it was even funnier that Ciel didn't get it.
His hands daringly slipped to rub between the boy's crack, and it was then that Ciel stiffened. This feels weird. Why does this feel weird…? Why…?
The poor, inexperienced boy was slowly but surely getting aroused, and he didn't know what was happening to his body.
"D-don't… Touch there… It feels weird…" Ciel choked out, his face flushing even more.
Sebastian chuckled and continued his ministrations, now slowly, teasingly rubbing against and around Ciel's hole. "Weird? What's so weird about it?"
Ciel moaned out softly, his hands tightening around the sheets as he tried to pinpoint his feelings. He had never been touched there before, so it all felt weird to him. "I-I don't know… It just… feels weird."
"Hmmm? Please, do explain… This is all part of the treatment after all, so I have no idea what you may be referring to…" Sebastian gently prodded the hole, not placing his finger in there, just wanting to tease the boy.
"St-stop!" Ciel choked out again, sharply jerking and sitting up, his heart racing and breathing heavy, his eyes wide as he stared at Sebastian. The feral look was back, more intense and dangerous than ever.
What happened?! What was he doing?! What happened to my body?!
Sebastian's eyes slowly moved down Ciel's body… The boy shivered uncontrollably, wrapping his arms around him. He could almost feel fingers where Sebastian's eyes moved.
Down the boy's milky throat, down his fragile torso, down his waist… The crimson eyes finally stopped at the boy's crotch.
Confused, Ciel followed Sebastian's gaze.
The dark-haired man smirked widely, frighteningly… His eyes promised a long, unrelenting night as he finally spoke. "You're hard."
Okay, please don't kill me. I know I stopped it right when things were on a roll, but... I... I just... I thought it'd be a cool way to end it. Sorry! D; I will definitely make the next chapter worth it. Please continue reviewing so I know what you think! I love reading your reviews!.