Author's Note: Words can not express how sorry I am for not writing. Anyway, I hope that you enjoy this chapter! Please do not give up on reading this! I will post as often as I can, that I can assure you. Anyway, I had some suggestions from Kuro-Otaku292 that I used in here. It appears that I need to make something clear: Ciel is the uke, and will always be the uke! Sebastian is simply a caring semme. I hope you guys like this!

Ciel awoke to the sound of a rolling cart. Confused, he reached his small hand over to the other side of the bed, but upon finding that he had been sleeping alone, he sat up and squinted in the direction of his open door.

"Sebastian?" The demon's face was hidden by his long, black bangs, but nevertheless, Ciel knew that he was smiling.

"I apologize, young master, but Bard made quite a mess in the kitchen this morning." Ciel looked confusedly at his butler. He'd told Sebastian to call him Ciel unless the two were in the presence of others, but no one else appeared to be in the room. Why is he acting as if nothing happened? Feeling slightly hurt by Sebastian's behavior, Ciel rose from his bed and walked towards his partner.

"What ever is the matter, Sebastian?" Even though he had wanted to sound indifferent to Sebastian's behaving as if nothing had happened between the two of them, a pang of worry seemed to be evident in his voice. What was he worried about? After thinking about it for a little bit, Ciel realized that he was afraid of everything going back to how it was before. Had it all just been another one of his dreams? Perhaps he had lost what little sanity he had left, and now he was having overly-realistic hallucinations.

"How kind of you to ask, young master, but I would think that a butler's troubles should not be of importance to someone of your status." Sebastian shot a warning glance towards Ciel as a familiar feeling of worry came over him. It hurt Ciel to think that Sebastian thought he shouldn't care - Or was it all an act? The boy stood on his tiptoes in an attempt to whisper in his butler's ear.

"Why are you being like this?" he asked, loving the feel of the demons soft hair against his face. He closed his eyes, wanting to memorize this sensation.

"Elizabeth". Ciel quickly opened his eyes once again. Sebastian acted as if he had said nothing, simply going about his regular duties. Ciel watched as the demon poured Earl Grey, Ciel's favorite tea, in to a cup with a lovely rose design circling the plate it rested upon. The earl was beginning to think that he had imagined Sebastian's response when a familiar sound echoed through the hallway outside of his room.

"Cieeeeellll!" came the overjoyed screech of a young girl. Ciel quickly snatched his eye-patch from the nightstand and attempted to tie it around his head, relieved to realize that Sebastian's quick hands were there to help him. He had just finished tying it when Elizabeth raced in to the bedroom, her newest pink gown trailing behind her. She wrapped her arms around the boy, and, since Ciel was quite a few inches shorter than Elizabeth, he felt as if he were being smothered by her many layers of frilly slips.

"You seem surprised, Ciel!" she exclaimed happily, pulling away to look at his "darling" face.

"Did you forget we were coming?" Ciel looked uneasily at his bride-to-be, suddenly feeling guilty for his betrayal. Before Ciel could answer her first question, Elizabeth began to overwhelm him with many more.

"Is something the matter? You seem upset. Did you not get enough sleep last night? Haven't I always been telling you that you need more sleep than what you're getting!? Why don't you put down your books and records for a change and go to bed early!?" Ciel was appreciative for Elizabeth's concern, but he felt that he honestly didn't need any more sleep. After all, he was fairly certain that he had slept all day yesterday, and with Sebastian, of all people. The thought made Ciel smile.

"AH! Ciel! You're so adorable when you smile! I mean, you're adorable all of the time, but - Oh, I'm just so glad that you're happy for a change!" Once again, Ciel's fiance smothered him with a tight hug. Unable to move, Ciel ignored Elizabeth's seemingly-endless chatter and began to retreat back in to his thoughts. Why did she feel the need to talk so much? Had he even said once word since she came in? Ciel was pondering this when he heard another voice. It wasn't Elizabeth's. This one was much deeper and sexier... Oh. Ciel had completely forgotten that Sebastian was still in the room with him, waiting patiently to dress him.

"Do forgive me, Lady Elizabeth, but Ciel is still not dressed. I would not imagine sending him downstairs to dine with you in these clothes." Ciel looked up at Sebastian gratefully as Elizabeth released her hold on him.

"How silly of me! I've not even noticed! Well, I suppose I'll wait downstairs if you don't mind. Do wear something cute, Ciel. You wear far too much black these days! Such dark colors are not cute at all!" With those many exclamations (Did Elizabeth ever stop talking?), the blonde, overly-perky child was out the door. Ciel and Sebastian exchanged a quick glance.

"Would you mind handing me a bandage? I believe she talked my ears off." Sebastian smirked and stifled a laugh, looking over at Ciel with an amused expression. The boy couldn't help but to feel pleased by having made the demon smile. He loved making him happy more than he loved being loyal to the Queen. Sighing, Ciel sat down upon his bed, his messy hair falling across his cerulean eye.

"When will we be able to be together again?" he asked, looking up to Sebastian, who was closing the door.

"We're together now, are we not?"

"You know what I mean, Sebastian." The boy attempted to catch his butler's eyes, but his back was turned.

"Alone?"

"Yes." Sebastian felt a strange, panicky feeling come over him. He truly wanted to be alone with Ciel, but what would happen once they were alone? It was obvious that Ciel wanted things to get... physical between the two, but Sebastian still couldn't ignore the fact that the boy was thirteen. Was it wrong to do such things with a younger man? A human man? Was Ciel even considered a man at this age? Sebastian knew that age didn't matter much in the nineteenth century; He'd seen many young girls get engaged to men well over a decade older than them. So what was making him feel so strange? Was Sebastian simply afraid of what he might do if the two were alone? He couldn't ignore his desires forever; Demons could only hold out for so long. Sebastian turned to look at Ciel, who was staring at him intently. Perhaps if they were to simply work their way up... Yes, this may be the answer.

"How about tonight?" he asked, smiling. Ciel rose from the bed and approached the demon.

"Where?"

"Anywhere is fine."

"What about here?"

"Alright."

"Will you stop me this time?" The words seemed to linger in the air, constantly repeating themselves in Sebastian's confused mind. Would he stop him? Not wanting to think about it for much longer (This was nearly driving him mad), the demon began walking towards Ciel's closet.

"Please don't try, Ciel. If only you knew how tempting it was, and how much I don't want to hurt you, you would understand." Ciel lowered his head and looked up in to Sebastian's eyes mischievously, his face hidden in a light shadow.

"I can't help it. I'm only human, after all." Sebastian, unable to control himself for much longer, whirled around and pinned Ciel to the bed, kissing his sweet lips forcefully. He held the boy's small wrists above his head, using his weight to hold him down. At first, Ciel let out a muffled cry, as the quick movement had startled him momentarily, but soon he began kissing him back. The boy didn't attempt to quarrel about his position with the demon, but instead excepted his place as the weaker of the two and remained on the bottom. For how long they kissed like this Ciel couldn't say, but he knew that at least a few minutes had passed before Sebastian broke away, obviously realizing what he had done, and not regretting it one bit. Ciel, panting for breath, looked up longingly at the demon. With a devious and alluring smile, Sebastian began to lay Ciel's clothes for the day on to the bed.

"Lady Elizabeth is expecting us, young master. It would be poor conduct on your part for you to not accompany her for breakfast this morning." That was it. The spell was broken between the two. They had gone back to being butler and master, demon and human, man and boy. Ciel, a bit disappointed by this, allowed himself to be dressed by his butler, his skin tingling at every touch of the demon's soft gloves. He wrapped his small arms around Sebastian's neck, who was still kneeling to help Ciel slip his shoes on.

"I'll miss you." he whispered.

"You know that I am always by your side. Pray, how can you miss me?"

"I'll miss the real you." With that, Ciel kissed Sebastian's cheek softly and stood up from the bed, following his butler in to the dining room where his "love" waited.

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