Merry Christmas! Hope everyone is having a good day and that everything is going well ^^ Thank you everyone for reading too!
Warnings: Smut ahead! The person I'm writing this for wanted something hot, so this story is a little more smutty than I usually write. Please bear that in mind. And again, this is a SEBASTIAN/CIEL fic. Just want to clarify that one last time.
Disclaimer: I don't own Kuroshitsuji.
The sun was setting low into the sky two days later as Ciel made his way back to the demolition site, hoping to sneak in again. He wanted to hear that low, seductive voice whispering in his ear and to feel that hot touch against his skin. Ciel had his excuse this time, as the man never answered his question. While Ciel was almost one hundred percent certain that he had stumbled across DIE, he wanted to hear the man in charge say those words.
He had hoped that after a day, his head would quiet down and he would forget the touches to his body, but to no avail. The touches ghosted along his skin, making him horny and aroused throughout the day and when Ciel woke up on the second day, it was to a wet dream. After that, Ciel knew that he had to go back to see the man, or at least hear him. He needed more, craved more.
Already Ciel was addicted and his thirst wouldn't be sated until he knew the person who aroused him in such a way. It was just as the man asked, was it possible to fall for someone by their voice alone? Ciel was certainly willing to try and he was more than eager to find out. The deep voice that spoke to him was a mix of emotions that had Ciel seeking more.
Ciel had heard the lust in the man's voice along with the pain and sadness that shouldn't have been there. There was something the man was hiding and Ciel wanted to find out, wanted to make things right even though he wasn't sure why. There had been a mutual attraction between the two, one that Ciel had felt and he wanted to feel more.
Pausing outside the building, Ciel glanced at the empty spot next to him where a building had once stood. It seemed as though the structure had been under demolition after all and now all that was left was a pile of rubble. If that was the case, then Sebastian would've moved onto a different site by now and Ciel would have to start back at square one. But for now, there were more pressing matters to think about than hunting down Sebastian.
Ciel pushed his way into the building, noting the silence once more. Without pause, he made his way upstairs and felt his body grow tenser with each floor he ascended. It wasn't because of the fear of being caught but instead because with each floor that was passed, he was finding them empty and silent.
"No, no," he murmured as he pushed open the door to the top floor. Everything was gone. All the people, all the equipment, and all the sets. Nothing was left except for dust and scuffmarks that proved Ciel hadn't dreamed up the whole thing. With hurried steps, Ciel moved down the hallway and pushed open the door that led to the office he had been in just a few days ago.
It was empty of people, just like the rest of the building and the only thing that remained was a simple folding table. It would've been ignored if Ciel's bag hadn't been sitting on the table and with heavy steps, Ciel made his way into the office. A part of him hoped that the man would come up from behind and surprise him, but there was no one else in the room.
Sighing, Ciel picked up the bag and went to throw it over his shoulder, but stopped at the sight of a manila envelope sitting under his bag. He picked it up nervously and slid his finger under the lip to open it. There was another envelope inside with his name on it and a DVD with the official logo of DIE rested in a simple CD case. Trembling fingers brought the case closer and Ciel traced the pattern on the DVD, his body shaking slightly before he tore open the other letter.
'Ciel,
You were right in who we were but this will be the last time we meet. We're supposed to be an enigma, forever fleeting like the shadows and vanishing just as quickly when the sun moves. You will not find us again and I ask that you don't look for us. I pray our paths will never cross again in this shadowed world. For you live life in the sun and I in the dark. We're not meant to mix. But I leave with you a parting gift that may help quench your thirst and hope that you enjoy what it has to offer.'
The letter wasn't signed and Ciel read over it five times before the words finally sunk in. It was stuffed into the bag along with the DVD and Ciel made his way back downstairs, his mind racing and his chest hollow. It wasn't fair that he had discovered such a thing only to have it pulled away from him without warning. Had they left because of him or just because they were done shooting? There were too many questions and not enough answers, leaving Ciel feeling lost in vastness of it all.
A low groan left Ciel's mouth as his phone rang and he fumbled for the device before finally finding it on the nightstand table. He squinted at the phone blearily and after finally deciphering the name, brought it to his ear. "It's ten in the morning Lizzy," he slurred and rolled onto his back. "This better be good, I didn't sleep well last night."
Elizabeth clicked her tongue on the other line. "You haven't been sleeping well for the past two weeks," she answered before sighing heavily. "I just wanted to call and tell you that I fulfilled our little deal. I received a call last night and was informed that a new delivery had been made and I picked up the DVD's this morning."
The news made Ciel's eyes open and he felt a little more awake. "You have them?" He asked, wanting to make sure he was hearing properly.
"I have them and I'm on my way back if you want them now," she paused. "And I prefer you take them now. I would rather not have my mother find these in my possession."
Ciel snorted. "They're not drugs, Lizzy," he stated as he climbed out of bed. "I'll be ready by the time you get here."
There was a confirming answer before Elizabeth hung up, leaving Ciel to stare around his room. It had been a little over two weeks since he had stumbled upon DIE's filming site only to discover it abandoned the next day or so. That night when Ciel had returned, he had turned on the DVD player without hesitation and found himself watching something that had been playing only in his memories.
It was as though Ciel was watching his own personal porn and seeing his face, twisted in pleasure and ecstasy, had aroused him in a way Ciel hadn't thought possible. But it also gave him a chance to hear that sinful voice again and once or twice, Ciel caught a glimpse of the man's body. But the man (and Ciel refused to call him Jeremy), knew how to avoid the camera and keep his body hidden, but more importantly, kept his face from view. And when there were times that it couldn't be avoided, the film had been edited to blur the features.
It seemed as though the older male was taking every available chance to keep himself hidden from Ciel's eyes. The only thing Ciel had been able to see was black painted nails and that the man was wearing a suit. One that seemed to fit the body well and it only helped to further shape the image in Ciel's mind.
But they were teasing images and nothing more, making Ciel all the more frustrated. He wanted more and with every turn he took to find more, Ciel was finding that his way was blocked. Sebastian hadn't left his apartment since Ciel started watching him again, even during the night. The older male had holed himself up into the building for almost the whole two weeks. The only time Sebastian stepped outside was for business with Claude or to buy food. And in those times, Ciel could see the dark circles under Sebastian's eyes and the tired movements. The last time Ciel had seen Sebastian though was about four days ago and since then, the older male had kept to himself.
Sebastian was due for a meeting today though and it would be the first time Ciel would see the man since the week started. It would provide Ciel a chance to see the older male again and hopefully find out what was wrong with the man. Ciel sighed and pulled on some shorts and a shirt before making his way downstairs. It was strange that Ciel felt bad for Sebastian now, knowing that the older male was alone and no one seemed to care. Would it be so bad to stop in at least once?
Unbidden, Ciel's thoughts drifted back to the conversation he had with DIE's boss. The man had stated that perhaps Sebastian had a reason for being weird. Maybe Sebastian was jealous of all the attention Claude received and felt as though he was nothing compared to his older brother? There had to be something there, now that Ciel thought about it. Because no one would act that way when their sibling was famous.
Usually they would try to find a way to get even or make their own spotlight. But instead, Sebastian had done the opposite and moved to the shadows. But then again, who said there was anything wrong with shadows? DIE lived in the shadows and seemed to embrace the idea, so perhaps Sebastian had done the same? No one could hurt him there.
The ringing of the doorbell pulled Ciel from his thoughts and he trotted to the door, opening it and unsurprised to see Elizabeth standing before him. She clutched a box to her chest tightly and her face was flushed as she looked around for Ciel's parents. "They're at work," Ciel answered, calming the female down. "And you can come in if you want."
She shook her head. "I have to get back home. We're leaving tomorrow and I'm still not packed. But I wanted to give this to you before I left. The owner said that it was the newest and hottest DVD out right now by DIE." She pushed the box into Ciel's hands and gave him a small smile. "I feel like I just did something illegal and it was kind of fun." She giggled lightly at the thought, the flush on her cheeks fading now that the box was out of her hands.
"It's a rush, isn't it," Ciel teased, weighing the box in his hands.
"It was. But you're worth it." An innocent kiss was placed on his cheek. "Thank you for getting Claude to perform at my birthday party. That was the best present anyone could've given me. And you're an amazing friend. I hope you enjoy it."
Ciel smiled slightly and gave Elizabeth a one armed hug. "Thanks Lizzy, you're a good friend too I guess." He laughed as she punched him in the arm. "Have a good trip next month and bring me back some souvenirs."
Elizabeth rolled her eyes. "As though that wasn't enough?" She teased but the smile on her lips gave her away. "Have a good summer Ciel," she said happily and moved away from the door, leaving Ciel alone to finish getting ready for the day. He needed to shower and change before the meeting that was to start in a few hours. The DVD would have to wait for now but it would be something to look forward to at the end of the day.
Blue eyes darted around the meeting room, taking in the people that sat around the table before finally settling on the figure that sat on the opposite side of the table. The bags that had once been present under Sebastian's eyes were lighter and almost none existent now, and dark hair was actually combed back today. Black locks fell neatly into place, framing Sebastian's face in an almost attractive light; despite the baggy suit that the man wore.
Next to him, Claude looked furious and it had nothing to do with the talks going around the room. Instead, that anger seemed to be directed at Sebastian for reasons Ciel couldn't understand. It wasn't as though the older male had any right to feel threatened over Sebastian's new hairstyle. Claude still had more going for him than Sebastian and there was no way Sebastian would be able to take away the light that Claude cherished so much.
Still, the more Ciel looked at Sebastian, the more he could see the potential that hid behind the baggy clothes and crocked glasses. He didn't know what was hidden beneath those clothes but there was nothing a gym and a new wardrobe couldn't fix. Maybe a speech class to help bring back the man's voice and then perhaps Sebastian wouldn't be a nobody living in the shadows but instead someone who was fit to walk in the light.
The thoughts were entertaining and as the meeting ended, Ciel couldn't help but ponder whether or not it was something that was possible. It was worth a try at least and in the end would allow Ciel to understand Sebastian a little better. Perhaps then, he would be able to figure out what the older male did with his free time. Although looking at Claude and the way his face was twisted with anger, Ciel wasn't sure if he wanted to approach the older man with the suggestion.
Sebastian and Claude were the first people out the door; or rather, Claude had excused them and then proceeded to pull Sebastian from the room while everyone was still talking with each other. Ciel watched them go and waited for a few minutes before slipping out of the room himself. His curiosity had been peaked and he wanted to know what was going on between the two brothers.
His breath caught at the harsh sound of someone being slapped and froze in his tracks. Harsh tones met Ciel's ears but the words continued to elude him and he had to creep forward slowly in order to hear them. There was a hiss of pain and Ciel poked his head around the corner, eyes widening slightly.
Claude had Sebastian pushed up against the wall, fingers tight in dark locks while his other hand was wrapped around Sebastian's neck. "…think you're funny, showing up like that?" He hissed lowly and pressed tighter but Sebastian never released a sound. "You're supposed to look like this." Hands came up to run through Sebastian's hair, tussling it and making it messy once more so the younger male looked as though he hadn't bothered to take care of himself that morning.
Through it all, defiant crimson eyes burned at Claude and when the older male finally stopped, Sebastian looking fully disheveled, a smirk crossed silent lips. He mouthed something to Claude, something that Ciel couldn't understand but Claude did. And whatever it was, it didn't help to ease the anger. If anything, it made it worse and Sebastian found a harsh fist in his stomach and another connected with Sebastian's cheek.
Ciel tensed as the younger male was spun around and his body was slammed against the wall before Claude slipped his arm around Sebastian's neck, tightening his grip. Sebastian retaliated with an elbow to Claude's abdominal area and gasped for breath when the older male stumbled away. He turned to glare at Claude, body trembling with fury and his hands curled into fists.
They looked as though they would break out into a fight at any second and Ciel quickly pushed away from the wall and rounded the corner, giving a loud sigh as though he had just stumbled on them. "There you are Claude. My father is looking for you. You left so quick that he couldn't tell you about the upcoming shoot," he said, sounding exasperated. He blinked and took in the scene before him. "Did I interrupt something?" He asked innocently.
Claude shook his head and patted Sebastian on the back with a forced smile on his face. "Nothing at all. We were just having a brotherly talk."
"Right," Ciel answered, nodding his head slowly. "You'll have to finish it later, my father is waiting for you."
Claude nodded and elbowed past Sebastian harshly, hitting the same spot he had punched earlier. "We'll finish this later, Sebastian," he hissed lowly before vanishing from the room.
Ciel sighed in the silence of the room before stepping closer to Sebastian, reaching out for the older male. "You should get some ice on that," he murmured. He reached up to brush against the swollen cheek, only to have Sebastian flinch at the touch. Frowning, Ciel lowered his hand to Sebastian's wrist and guided him to a chair. "Sit."
He moved towards the sink in the break room and wet a napkin before going back to Sebastian's side. With careful movements, he dabbed the cloth against the small cut on Sebastian's lip that was from an earlier punch that Ciel must've missed. The napkin came away pink and Ciel could see that the lip was already starting to swell but Sebastian refused to make a sound.
Instead, the older male sat tense and stiff the whole time, eyes locked on Ciel. It was slightly unnerving, but Ciel understood that Sebastian had every right to be wary. His older brother had attacked him for a reason Ciel didn't know and now Ciel was tending to him when he usually looked through Sebastian. No doubt Sebastian's mind was racing, trying to figure everything out.
The napkin was discarded and Ciel reached up again, ignoring the flinch from Sebastian as his hands brushed through tussled hair. The older male sat stiff and unmoving in his chair the whole time Ciel fixed his hair, combing out the tangles with his fingers. Once he was done, the hair looked a little better but it was still nowhere near what it had looked like at the start of the meeting.
"Somewhat better," Ciel said, trying to sound cheerful. "Your hair looked…good this morning."
Sebastian turned his head to the side and pushed Ciel's hands away, his eyes burning with too many emotions for Ciel to read. A word was mouthed to him as Sebastian stood up, shaking his head and moving past him. Before he could stop himself, Ciel's hand reached forward and curled around Sebastian's wrist.
It wasn't as thin as Ciel thought it would be, considering how the large suit seemed to swallow Sebastian whole. Crimson eyes gazed down at him, making Ciel realize that he was still clinging to Sebastian's wrist and he had nothing to say to the other male. "I…uh…" He floundered for words, unsure how to phrase what he wanted to say but was stopped at a soft touch.
He looked up at Sebastian as the man rested his fingers in his hair. They stayed there for a brief moment and Sebastian offered a small smile, the pain momentarily gone from his eyes before the hand slipped away. Sebastian turned away, gave a small wave of his hand, and started to walk down the hall, leaving Ciel by himself in the break room; wondering what had just happened.
Ciel taped his finger against the steering wheel of the car that night, debating the options running through his mind. He didn't know what had prompted him to act in such a way that afternoon and didn't know if it was pity that made him tend to Sebastian or something else. It wasn't attraction, but Ciel still wanted Claude. Or so he kept telling himself. If he didn't want the older male, than he wouldn't be spending his night trying to figure out what Sebastian was doing. He was doing this so he could get closer to Claude, not because he was curious about Sebastian.
He could always go inside the apartment building and ask to see Sebastian. He had the perfect excuse to check up on the male after seeing the fight. But Ciel had never cared before so why should he start now? Ciel shook his head, trying to push the thoughts from his mind. They were confusing and Ciel felt as though he was caught in a triangle of desires. He wanted Claude, but more than Claude now, he wanted the head of DIE. And then there was Sebastian.
Sebastian was the wild card in all of this. He was the one that could go anyway and Ciel didn't know what to think about him. He didn't like the man, but now that he was able to see him in a slightly different light, Ciel could admit that Sebastian wasn't all that bad. There was something in his eyes that pulled Ciel in, just as the man who ran DIE had his voice that sucked Ciel in. But at the same time, there was something hidden beneath both those things in each male. Something they were both hiding.
Ciel sat up straighter as Sebastian left his apartment, a hat covering his head and a large jacket draped over his shoulders. He was leaving later than usual, as the sun was already down but Ciel scrambled out of his car and followed him nonetheless. They were headed in a different direction this time and Ciel wondered if this was a different demolition area.
He still had his doubts that demolition was what Sebastian did in his spare time and now Ciel was starting to wonder if perhaps Sebastian did work with DIE. The man did know everything about video equipment and would be a good fit for the job. It was possible that the boss was just protecting Sebastian by claiming that he didn't work there. It was a rather taboo business and for good reason.
They turned down a road and Ciel slowed down as he realized they were close to a popular club. It made him wonder what they were doing here but he couldn't dwell on it for long as Sebastian wasn't stopping. If anything, he had vanished into the crowds and Ciel had a hard time spotting him.
Minutes later, Ciel finally spotted Sebastian and he rushed to catch up to the man while still keeping a good distance between them. The older male ducked into a side alley and Ciel followed, pausing at the corner to watch as Sebastian entered a side door to the popular club. Ciel sucked in a deep breath and trotted silently down the dirty road.
The door opened silently under his hand and Ciel sucked in a deep breath as heat washed over his body. The dull thumping of bass sounded between the walls and made Ciel realize that they weren't in the club but instead the building behind it. Crates and boxes were pushed up against the walls, making shadows dance along the floor and blocking out any light to people who happened to stumble by. To most people, it would look as though the building was just used for storage.
But that's what gave it the perfect cover for a shoot and Ciel made his way back further into the building. He had a hunch that he was right as he ascended the first flight of steps and the faintest of moans only helped to further back up his hunch. Ciel crept along the wall silently, determined to make it to the office this time before he was discovered.
He continued to climb, passing the second and third floor without problem. Ciel ignored everything in the rooms around him, wanting to focus strictly on his task as he started to climb the next flight of steps; only to come face to face with a straight-faced male. Ciel swallowed as the man adjusted his glasses before focusing on him.
"You again?" He asked, sounding bored. "Everyone was talking about you the last time you were here and now you're back."
Ciel's body bolted forward and he ducked around the male, noting that the other man hadn't tried to stop him. Perhaps they were used to him already and wouldn't stop him this time? The hope was dashed when Ciel crashed into someone and he gasped as a strong hand gripped his shirt, pulling him forward.
"You're a persistent one you are," The Undertaker purred. "You either like being punished, or you're after something else. I wonder which one it could be, hmm?"
Ciel scowled and jerked against the grip, trying to get free. "Let me go," he demanded. "I want to see him again."
The man clicked his tongue. "Seems as though the both of you are looking for punishment somewhere down the road." He caressed Ciel's face. "What makes you think he wants to see you again?"
"I don't know. But I would rather have him tell me that to my face than have you rely messages that you think are correct," Ciel snapped.
"And a fiery attitude," The Undertaker murmured as footsteps approached. He reached forward and covered Ciel's eyes before looking over his shoulder. "I hope you have a blindfold with you, William," he stated.
"I do," Will answered and moved around to tie the blindfold in place. "And he wants to see him."
Excitement bubbled up in Ciel's chest and he couldn't stop the smile from forming on his face as The Undertaker's grip slipped from his shirt to his upper arm. He kept any sarcastic comments to himself as he was led away, tripping over the steps but never cursing them. As each one led him closer to that seductive voice.
Sebastian leaned his head against his knuckles, being careful to avoid the pain in his cheek where Claude had caught him off guard. His fingers curled slightly at the thought. If it had been at any other place or another time, he would've fought back more. But the damn collar around his neck kept him from doing that.
He had taken the risk in the first place by showing up at the meeting looking as though he cared. As expected, Claude had taken offense and was quick to deliver punishment before Ciel stopped him. Whether Ciel truly stumbled across them or had seen the whole thing, Sebastian didn't know. But the actions following that had caught Sebastian off guard and made him wonder what was going through Ciel's mind.
The doors opened and a sense of déjà vu washed over Sebastian as Ciel was led into the room, this time walking in instead of being dragged in. Behind him, The Undertaker held a tight grip on him and a look of displeasure was present on the man's face. "I see our mouse has been discovered again," Sebastian stated, standing up and wincing as his stomach muscles protested the movement.
"I don't like this, Se…Sir," The Undertaker answered instead, silencing Ciel with a harsh squeeze to his arm. "You know this will only end up backfiring on you. There's no chance that this will work. That question you asked me last time, it's possible but highly unlikely to happen."
Sebastian flinched at the reminder before brushing it aside. There was a chance, a small one but it was still there. Ciel had noticed him that afternoon and it was a small hope that things could get better. Ciel had stopped the fight and tended to his wounds, even if they were small. That had to count for something.
"I'm willing to take the chance," he said quietly.
The Undertaker stepped away from Ciel, knowing that he wouldn't move before approaching Sebastian. "You're stepping into a dangerous battle," he murmured, reaching out to brush over the swollen cheek. "And I feel as though nothing I say will stop you."
Sebastian's eyes closed. "You can't always fight my battles," he answered. "I can take his fury if needed for this one shot at happiness."
"I understand," the older male commented. "But if it gets too far out of control and things start to spiral out of your grasp, I will stop it. And I will do what should've been done years ago."
Sebastian nodded. "I understand. But it won't get that bad. It's nothing I can't handle."
The Undertaker shook his head as he moved away. "Regardless. I will pull you from there if things escalate. If today's results are any indication of what's to come." He stood by Ciel's side again. "Think about what you're getting yourself into before you let things continue further. We all care for you here and none of us which to see you hurt." He gave another small squeeze to Ciel's arm before vanishing from the room.
Once gone, Sebastian moved towards Ciel. "Seems as though you found us again," he murmured and reached out to trace over the blindfold. "Seems as though you like to sniff us out."
"Just you," Ciel answered. "It's just you that I'm hunting. I want to know your name, I want to know more about you."
"Why?" Sebastian questioned. "You don't know me. You don't know what I look like, my background, or anything. Why would you want to know me?"
Ciel cocked his head. "Because you're nice and I just…I just want to know."
Sebastian hummed and circled around Ciel. "It seems as though I'm nothing more than a toy you can't have, something exotic that you want to own for yourself."
"Perhaps that's part of it," Ciel admitted. "I'm only human after all. But you also have something that just draws me in and I want to see you, want to know you. I don't know why I'm attracted to you, I just am."
"Eyes can be deceiving, "Sebastian answered and brushed away a piece of stray hair that covered Ciel's face. "But then again, I suppose that many things in life can be the same way."
Ciel closed his eyes. "Are you going to throw me out?" He asked.
Sebastian shook his head. "No. Let's make a deal instead," he stated and moved to stand in front of Ciel once more. "We're staying in this location for the filming of this next season and we can't change the scripts to a different place just because you found us again. And even if we toss you out, you'll just come back and try again."
A small chuckle left Ciel's lips. "That is true. I don't give up very easy."
"Preciously," Sebastian answered. "Therefore, if you can sneak in without being caught by anyone from my staff, I'll tell you my name. But if you're caught, I get to have some fun with you. That way we can both win."
Ciel flushed but nodded, feeling his body grow warm at the thought of having the man's hands on him again. The image was back in his mind again, this time providing Ciel with an image of Sebastian the way he looked that afternoon before Claude had messed him up. The image shifted, giving him clothes that fit and a neater appearance before it vanished from his thoughts. "What sort of fun?"
Sebastian hummed low in his throat. "The kind that we had last time, but just like before, you can stop whenever you feel uncomfortable and I will never push you into something you're not ready for. But in this sense, we can both enjoy something out of your attempts." He smirked before continuing. "And if you can last until I tell you to come, then I'll show you my face."
He was treading in something dangerous now, Sebastian knew that much but he couldn't stop himself. There was a chance that either would happen and then there was a chance that it wouldn't. But where everything went from here, time could only tell. And only time would tell if Sebastian would end up hurt at the end because of his choice.
"Deal," Ciel said without thought. "Just no…no sex yet."
"Of course," Sebastian answered. "We've only just met and there are plenty of things to talk about and do before that stage. That's something you don't need to think about, Ciel."
Ciel nodded, feeling relieved about that fact. Just because he had lost his virginity years ago didn't mean that he would jump into bed with anyone. The teasing and not so innocent touches were a far cry from the main act of sex and that was where Ciel drew the line with this man until he knew more. "At least give me a name to call you by. I'm not calling you Jeremy when we both know it's fake."
Sebastian smirked and let his hands trail down Ciel's cheeks. "I told you last time. You're to call me Master and I'll take you to a height of pleasure that you've never experienced before until you can't remember your own name." His head lowered to brush against a pale ear. "I am an expert in that field after all," he purred.
Shivering, Ciel turned his head until his lips brushed against skin. "I may call you Master, but that doesn't mean I will fully submit to you," he murmured.
"I wouldn't expect anything less from you," Sebastian whispered hotly and nipped at Ciel's earlobe. "But by the time this is over, you'll be begging for me. For my touch."
"We'll see," Ciel answered as soft hands guided his body to the ground. His legs buckled under and he yelped as he was flipped over onto his hands and knees.
Sebastian draped his body over Ciel's back and leaned forward to nip at the pale skin. "Unless you want my mouth here," his arm wrapped around Ciel's waist and reached down to cup the semi-hard erection. "Then you better get me papers showing that you're clean."
Ciel shivered. "How do I know you're clean?" He countered, even though if the man was asking for papers to prove that Ciel was clean, it meant that he was careful with his partners and was more than likely clean himself.
"I have all my employees checked before the shooting of a new series to make sure they're clean and I have a test done as well, even if I haven't taken a partner since my last test," Sebastian answered. It never hurt to be careful in this world and the tests were required for everyone who wanted to partake in any form of sexual activity on set. "And I can assure that I am indeed clean. Now, do we have a deal?"
The younger male nodded and Sebastian smirked as he sucked at the back of Ciel's neck while his fingers slipped inside the pants Ciel wore. They brushed over the area above Ciel's cock, the action making Ciel shudder lightly and release the lowest of moans. Sebastian's hips bucked forward at the noise and he rocked against the younger male, letting him know exactly how aroused he was by everything.
His fingers retreated, pulling Ciel's pants down a little more until his erection was free from the fabric before running his thumb over the tip. A bead of precum wet his finger and Sebastian brought his hand up, pushing his thumb into Ciel's mouth. "I see you're not at all against this idea," he murmured lowly as Ciel's tongue flicked over his finger.
"I would like it better if you talked," Ciel said once the finger was removed. His breath hitched as the fingers circled around his cock once more. "I could come from your voice alone."
"I think that's a bit much, but I appreciate the compliment," Sebastian answered. He leaned forward so his lips brushed against the shell of Ciel's ear again. "But if you want me to talk, I'd gladly tell you what I'll do to you once I know you're clean."
Ciel's head lowered against his forearms and pushed his hips back further to press against Sebastian's erection. "Tell me," he breathed, wishing that he could see the man.
Sebastian hummed and started to stroke the cock in his hand, occasionally teasing the slit. "I'll take this in my mouth and make it hard, until you're wet with precum and on the edge of orgasm. Then I'll slowly lower my head and take you all the way down until you're almost choking me." A whimper left Ciel's mouth and more precum dribbled over Sebastian's fingers. "And then I'll tease you until you're at my mercy and maybe if you've been good that day, I'll let you come. Would you like that, Ciel?"
"Oh fuck," Ciel cursed and his hips jerked wildly against the older male as he came without warning. He panted and trembled as he rode out the feelings while white pleasure washed over his body until he felt numb.
A low chuckle left Sebastian's mouth as he pulled his hand away. "You weren't lying about my voice," he commented. "I'll have to say your name more often than if I get that type of reaction from you."
The younger male trembled and rolled onto his back, panting heavily. Sebastian reached forward and tucked him back in before fixing his pants. Once presentable, Sebastian crawled over Ciel and hovered over him, his face lingering over Ciel. It didn't take much to pretend that those blue eyes were staring back at him instead of the black blindfold that kept Ciel from seeing him and Sebastian wished it so.
But before that could happen, Ciel had to see him outside of this world that Sebastian lived in. Had to notice him hiding in the shadows and realize that there was more to him that met the eye; that he wasn't a mess of a person that everyone believed him to be. Only then could Sebastian show his face to Ciel. The chance of that happening though was slim but Sebastian clung to that hope.
"You lost this round, Ciel," he murmured and pulled back before he could press a kiss on those tempting lips. Ciel reached for him as he pulled away and Sebastian caught his hand. There was a brief hesitation before he kissed the knuckles and let his lips linger there as he spoke. "May you find favor in the next round."
"I'll win soon," Ciel answered stubbornly.
Sebastian smiled slightly. "Then I hope that you find the shadows to your liking and decide not to shun them once you find what lurks in the darkness." Because even if Ciel saw him for who he really was, there was a chance that the younger male wouldn't accept the truth and then Ciel would be forever out of Sebastian's reach.