Demons Of Our Word
Warnings: This chapter may not be for the weak of heart and there is a bit of gore involved.
Note: This also takes place after an undisclosed amount of time post S2 so Ciel is a demon.
"This is disgusting, Sebastian." Ciel snapped with distaste as his gaze fell upon the young female bound and gagged to his bed. She was young, barely fifteen, with soft brown ringlets that framed her flushed face and stuck unappealing to her dampened forehead. Her bright blue eyes shined up at Ciel, begging to be released as tear after tear leaked down her cheeks and it made him sick.
"Something wrong, Young Master?" Sebastian asked with a sly grin as he stroked a single gloved finger over her petal pink lips.
"Did you just pluck this girl off the nearest street corner?" Ciel asked bluntly, glaring at his demon butler, one cobalt sphere flashing a dangerous red. "I do not accept unwilling prey."
"I assure you, Young Master, that Miss Evangeline was quite willing when I propositioned her earlier this evening. I promised her a night she would never forget along with the death of her drunkard father." Sebastian's sharp orbs gave an instant pulse, his fangs slipped from their sheath and glistened in the soft basking of moonlight. "Won't you indulge, Young Master? It's been so long since your last meal."
Ciel felt his stomach churn as the girl struggled, Sebastian lowering his lips upon her unwilling ones. "Did you complete our end of the contract?"
Sebastian paused in his assault and wiped a stray tear from the girl's eye. "She watched as I ripped his beating heart from his chest and fed it to the dog."
Ciel blanched at the graphic description and felt his uneasiness double; White orbs danced through his vision and his stomach gave a lurch. "Was she satisfied?"
"I can only assume that her laughter was that of joy and not madness, Young Master." Sebastian practically purred. "Now, come join me." He added with a crook of his finger.
The young demon swallowed hard, feeling his hands start to shake. The girl's frightened eyes met his and Ciel felt a deep seed of shame being sewn into his being. Never before had Ciel truly felt shame in his life, he had always forbade himself from allowing such an emotion to breach his carefully crafted persona. There was so much for Ciel Phantomhive to be shameful for and many more now that his lifespan had unexpectantly extended far beyond what had originally been in his plans.
"Why do you hesitate, Young Master?" Sebastian pressed almost teasingly. "You've never been this anxious when it came to your meals before."
Ciel gave a deep sigh before slowly stepping up to his butler and sitting beside the girl. By this point she was howling through the gag, eyes panicked and dyed red where vessels had burst. The whole scene made Ciel sick, he could hear her muffled begging through the rag in her mouth.
"Demons must always follow through with their contracts, Young Master. It would be disgraceful otherwise." Sebastian coached as he pet the girl's downy hair. "You would lose face with our brethren."
Ciel practically gagged. "Demons have no honor, least of all our brethren. You are the only exception."
Sebastian chuckled deeply. "I am deeply honored by my Young Master's opinion of me, however my actions have not always been this," He paused, eyes flashing to the crying girl, then back. ",admirable." He finished with a fine tuned smirk.
"No matter. I care not for your past or how you conducted yourself before you came into my service." And this was the truth. Many times Ciel had considered questioning Sebastian on his previous contractors or his previous living conditions but had always denied himself the intimacy that would come with such knowledge of his butler. Now…well, now things were different. "All that matters now is that you act in such a manner that is appropriate of the Phantomhive name."
"You're far too kind, Young Master." Sebastian cooed. "But I must express my deep concern over your nourishment intake. You haven't fed in months, my little lord." Ciel leaned into the warm hand that cupped his small cheeks and sighed, understanding completely where the butler was going with this string of talk. "You must feast on this girl. We have done as the contract demanded. The father is dead yet she still lives."
"A life for a life…the most basic form of contract there is among our kind." Ciel groaned. "How pathetically boring."
"Perhaps," Sebastian admitted, giving his little lord a lingering kiss upon his small lips. "but we must be demons of our word."
Ciel knew he was right, no matter how distasteful the actual act may be, the two of them were demons that upheld a most strict policy of service; to them, their contracts were as binding as steel chains.
Ciel placed a small palm on either side of the shivering girl's face and stared deeply into those pools of azure, his pupils shrank rapidly and the irises flashed a rich crimson, zeroing in on the prey that squirmed uselessly beneath his tiny body. As soon as he saw it, the shining strand of a soul, the rest went quickly. The boy ripped and tore through the girl's shrieking agony, through painful memory after painful memory, past the black scarred inner walls of her shattered mind, and finally to this source of this glowing thread. He ripped the thing straight from its warm cocoon, licking his lips hungrily, and devouring it whole. It went down smoothly like a puree and left a bitter taste in his mouth. The soul was far too tarnished and black to be considered a good feed but after months of restraint, Ciel was happy to have a fully belly again.
"Very good, Young Master." His butler praised with a fairly sly smirk. He slipped two fingers into his coat pocket and produced a fresh white handkerchief, wiping away the unsightly remains from the boy's mouth and face. "Still a bit messy, however."
Ciel sighed and brushed the hand away. "Let us bathe, Sebastian. It has been a long day." He rose from the bed and began stripping himself until he was bare. Noticing that his butler had remained still on the bed, Ciel smirked and reached forward, running slender fingers against the demon's cheek. "Have you gone deaf, Sebastian?"
Sebastian gave a drowsy blink of his eyes before meeting his master's gaze with a small smile. "Not at all, Young Master. I was simply awestruck by those gorgeous cheeks of yours."
Ciel disappeared into the bathroom with a slam of the door but not before snarling. "You can clean up that mess before you even think about touching my cheeks!"
Sebastian frowned at that but couldn't help the chuckle that broke through his steely lips before turning to clear away the meaty remains of his master's meal.
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