A/N: Onto the next chapter! ^_^
Quick note regarding a small part in this chapter. doesn't allow for strike through text (if they do I can't find it and if someone could point it out I would be eternally grateful) and there was a part in one of Sebastian's notes that was supposed to have strike through text, to make it look like he scratched out his words and wrote something else instead. To counter that, I put the part that was supposed to be crossed out in parentheses and took it out of italics. Sorry to be so confusing but I wanted that part in there XD
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Warnings: SMUT!
Disclaimer: I don't own Kuroshitsuji
Hard plastic clinked together as Ciel walked down the street, a box clutched tightly to his side. It was late afternoon and Ciel found himself wandering across the street to Sebastian's apartment. It was a move that had surprised Ciel and at first, he felt as though it was a dream. However, the sun was too hot for it to be a dream and Ciel knew that he was indeed standing in front of the building.
It had been two days since Ciel had last seen Sebastian and close to a week since Ciel had visited the DIE set. To tell the truth, DIE had been the farthest thing on Ciel's mind these days after Ciel's last meeting with Sebastian. Master had crossed his mind once or twice, but for the most part, Sebastian had stayed at the forefront of his thoughts.
Letting out a sigh, Ciel made his way into the building, the chess game held close to his side. It was a new set, as Sebastian couldn't keep playing on an old electronic game when he had company. That, and Ciel hoped that something new would help liven the place up a bit. He turned down the hallway and made his way to Sebastian's apartment, his heart starting to race with each step that brought him closer to the door.
He was nervous, not knowing how Sebastian would react to seeing him again but Ciel wasn't going to back out now. With a deep breath, Ciel knocked on the door and waited patiently, hoping that Sebastian wasn't asleep already. He didn't have to wait long before the door was opened and surprised eyes gazed at him.
"Hey," Ciel murmured, feeling shy all of a sudden. "I was hoping we could play some chess? Unless you're busy of course." He held up the game so Sebastian could see that he wasn't lying.
The smallest of smiles slipped across Sebastian's lips before he stepped back and held the door open for Ciel, and Ciel gratefully stepped inside. The apartment was still the same, old and sad looking but the only difference from before was the smell. It washed over Ciel and enveloped him, making Ciel's stomach growl loudly.
Sebastian stared at him and Ciel gave a weak laugh. "I didn't think I was hungry when I came here but I guess I was. What smells so good?" He asked, looking around for a takeout bag.
The older male gestured to the table and Ciel sat down, feeling bad about imposing but if Sebastian was going to offer than he wasn't going to refuse. The table was clean, just as the rest of the apartment was and Ciel watched Sebastian carefully as the man padded into the kitchen. Dishes were pulled out and set by the stove where Sebastian removed a lid from a pot that rested on the stove.
Steam curled around Sebastian's face as something was served onto a plate before the man moved back to the kitchen. The plate was set before Ciel and he could only stare at it, mouthwatering at the scent. "You made this?" Ciel asked, tearing his attention away from the food to look at Sebastian.
Sebastian nodded and gestured for Ciel to eat before he went back to the kitchen to get his own plate. Ciel watched him go and waited patiently until Sebastian came back, even though he wanted nothing more than to tuck into the roast that rested before him. It smelled delicious and was already falling apart on the plate, showing just how tender it was.
A glass of water was set before him before Sebastian sat down and Ciel took a quick bite of his food. The pork was tender, just as Ciel thought it would be and he moaned lowly at the taste. "It's delicious," he said finally and turned to look at Sebastian. "I didn't know you could cook."
A low chuckle left Sebastian's mouth and he reached for a pad of paper that was on the table. Words were written on the paper and it was passed off to Ciel who took it eagerly. 'There's a lot you don't know about me.' The words were a harsh reminder, one that Ciel hoped to change. He was slowly learning things about Sebastian and found that with the few things he did know about the older male, the more he wanted to know.
Suddenly it wasn't about the deal with Claude anymore and Ciel just wanted to know more about Sebastian because he wanted to. It amazed him that Sebastian had so much talent and interesting qualities right under his nose. And now that Ciel had a taste, he needed more.
"So let's change that," he said suddenly, making Sebastian pause in his eating. Crimson eyes looked at him in confusion and Sebastian cocked his head slightly, a sign that he was curious but willing to listen. "You said that I don't know a lot about you, so we should change that."
A look of hesitation crossed Sebastian's face and Ciel could see the thoughts running through the man's head. Sebastian had every right not to trust him, even after the actions the other day. Because a few good deeds could not undo the cruel and rotten ones that Ciel had inflicted on Sebastian earlier. Nothing could ever change that and Ciel would have to live with those consequences now.
"I'm not saying that you have to give tell me your deepest, darkest secret," Ciel said quickly, hoping for a last ditch effort to convince Sebastian from saying no. "Just something simple for now. Like, when's your birthday?"
Humming lightly, Sebastian reached for the pad of paper and quickly wrote something down before it was slid across the table to Ciel. It was picked up by him and Ciel read the words, taking them in quietly. 'If you're so curious about me, you can always ask Claude.'
Ciel shook his head as the paper was passed back. "I don't want to hear the answers from Claude," he stated. "I want to hear them from you. At least I know they'll be right. I don't think Claude knows a thing about you. Probably thinks your favorite color is pink or something."
The words made Sebastian laugh and Ciel was surprised by the sound, having never heard Sebastian laugh before. The man snorted, chuckled, and grunted, but never before had the older male laughed. It was a relaxing noise and Ciel wanted to make Sebastian laugh again. Because it wasn't just the noise that sounded nice, but Sebastian's face relaxed as well. The usual guarded features melted away, leaving Sebastian bare and letting Ciel see everything for once. And it was beautiful.
Ciel was pulled out of his trance as the paper tapped his arm and he reached for it, skimming over the words. 'He probably would say something like that. I'm sure you've noticed but my brother and I don't talk or know much about each other. But if you're wondering about my favorite color, I have several, so I couldn't just pick one. I doubt there are many people who have a single favorite color. Mine are dark red, black, and blue. Can I ask yours?'
Beaming, Ciel nodded and handed the paper back. "I like blue too, more so the blue that matches my eyes. But I think I'm starting to like a garnet red now." He flushed and shoved a wedge of potato in his mouth before he could say anything else that might embarrass him. He wasn't sure where those words had come from, truth or not, but they were still something that shouldn't have been said aloud.
He swallowed the potato and took a drink of water. "You cook really well. Did…did your father teach you how to cook?" He asked cautiously. This was a question that was more personal than a favorite color or birthday, which Sebastian still hadn't answered. Ciel wouldn't blame the older male if he didn't want to answer.
Sebastian seemed to ponder the question, trying to decide if it should be answered or not before starting to write. Ciel watched him anxiously, wondering if he would be turned down politely or if he would get an answer. He chewed thoughtfully as Sebastian continued to write, wondering if Sebastian could teach him how to cook. The most Ciel could cook was grilled cheese and a few other simple dishes. Why learn to cook when you could hire someone to do it for you?
The paper was passed off and Ciel set down his fork so he could read it properly. 'Yes, my adopted father taught me to cook. He was a genius in the kitchen and was always happy to teach me something new. I learned everything I could from him before time took him from me and I continued without him. I still cook his dishes and mix in my own as a way to keep his memory alive and keep him close. But I'm nowhere as good as a cook as he was.'
Somehow Ciel found that hard to believe, as the dinner that Sebastian made was delicious and it seemed near impossible for someone to create something better than the dish before him. "He sounds like a nice man," Ciel said instead and poked at his empty plate. "My mother is an okay cook and my dad would never touch anything in the kitchen. Most of our meals come from the cook so I don't know how to cook much. I wouldn't know who to ask. I think you're lucky that you were able to share that with your father."
He didn't mean to sound so bitter and Ciel didn't feel bitter about the fact, but there was a small hint of longing in his body. Funtom Company was the only thing he shared with his father and the love of music was something he shared with his mother. But that didn't seem very personal or touching as what Sebastian had with his adopted father.
Ciel blinked as the dish before him was picked up and was replaced instead with the pad of paper once more as Sebastian vanished into the kitchen. He read over the neat handwriting as dishes clinked together in the background as Sebastian washed them. 'Would you like to learn how to cook? You have to learn at some point in case a time ever arises that you find yourself without a cook.'
He turned around quickly to look at Sebastian who was placing the dishes in a drying rack and choosing to ignore the dishwasher that rested next to him. "Do you mean it?" He asked quickly as the last dish was set aside and the sink was drained of soapy water. "You would really teach me how to cook something?"
Sebastian glanced at him before nodding. Another plate was pulled out along with a knife and cut a thick slice of cake that rested on a stand. It was placed on the plate and carried into the dining room. Sebastian set it before Ciel and took a seat, watching him carefully. 'But before I do that, I have a question to ask you.' He wrote on the paper before handing it to Ciel.
Ciel accepted it and found himself looking at Sebastian. "Go ahead," he said, suddenly nervous. He wasn't sure what was on Sebastian's mind but the older male looked serious and Ciel couldn't help but wonder what that meant for him. He ate a piece of his cake while he waited, hoping that it would help to calm his nerves.
The cake was just as delicious as the roast and if Ciel could pick the first dish they were going to cook, then Ciel wanted to know how to bake a cake. He had a terrible sweet tooth, but he was forever spoiling it and the cake was hitting the spot without fail. He took another bite as the paper was passed off to him and Ciel found himself wondering if Sebastian knew sign language.
'If I may be blunt, why are you (suddenly acting as though you care) so interested in me? You would always ignore me before but now you're noticing that I exist. I don't take kindly to being treated like a game that needs to be solved so you can drop it once the mystery is solved. Because if that's your true intentions, then you will find that the answer is something you won't like at all.'
Ciel swallowed harshly and shook his head. There was a threat in the letter and one that Sebastian would follow through with, of that, Ciel had no doubt. "I know I treated you badly and wrong before, and nothing I say can take that back. No amount of sorry can change anything or make it better. I was blinded, only seeing things at face value instead of looking past appearances," he admitted. "But when I stopped to look deeper, I realized that I was judging unfairly and that those first impressions weren't always right. You're very interesting Sebastian and the more I find out about you, the more I want to know."
He looked away, unsure how Sebastian would take those words. They would either backfire on him and put Sebastian forever out of his reach or they would help him get closer to the older male, making them something close to friends. The thought had a nice feel to it and suddenly Ciel found that calling Sebastian his friend didn't sound so horrible.
A quick glance at Sebastian showed that the older male was still debating the words and Ciel's nervousness mounted even more until finally Sebastian started to write. It was almost humorous how Ciel was desperately hoping that Sebastian would accept him when not almost a month ago, he would've barely cared to know what was on Sebastian's mind.
Ciel took a deep breath as the paper was passed back to him and read it carefully, soaking in every word. 'I won't flat out say that I don't believe you, but you have to admit that the suddenness of it all is very strange and causes pause for concern. I have every right to be distrustful of you and turn you away but I'm going take a chance; one that I hope won't end with me looking like a fool. I still don't trust you but I'll give you that chance.'
"Thank you," Ciel croaked and the paper in his hand crumpled as he gripped it tighter than necessary. "Thank you. It means a lot to me that you're willing to give me this chance. I promise that you won't regret it." He held out his hand, wanting to show Sebastian that he was serious but the older male shook his head.
'Friendship isn't started with a handshake, but instead when two people decide to take the extra effort to get to know each other.' Sebastian wrote quickly.
Ciel's lips twitched and he found himself nodding in agreement as his hand lowered. He couldn't approach this in a business type mindset. That seemed too cruel. "Should we start then with a game of chess? You learn about people that way," he said, gesturing to the box that sat at the edge of the table. "It was the reason I came here in the first place, but I won't complain about the sudden change in schedule."
Sebastian chuckled and looked at the clock. He gazed at it for a little longer before writing out a reply. 'We can play for a short while but I will have to leave in half an hour.'
Ciel nodded but didn't press to ask where Sebastian was going. He knew the man left around this time so he could make it to the site on time, provided Ciel's hunch was correct, but he didn't want to come out and tell Sebastian that he knew his secret. That was something he wanted the older male to tell him for himself and Ciel was content to play ignorant for a while.
"That's fine. We can put the game on pause until I can come back next time?" He asked instead. "I bought the game for you anyway, so it's not as though I need to take it home and I trust you. So I know you won't move the pieces behind my back while I'm gone to put you in a favorable position."
Sebastian hummed in agreement and Ciel reached for the box so he could open it. It didn't take long before the board was set out and the pieces were placed on the correct spots. Ciel waited patiently for Sebastian to return with a new glass of water so they could start playing. He had been waiting for another game with Sebastian since their first one. The man made him think more than his usual opponents and allowed Ciel to peek inside Sebastian's mind as they played.
Each move Sebastian made was careful and precise, as he took the time to examine the board before making his decision. In that way, Sebastian gauged not only his pieces and were they stood, but also Ciel's. He took in everything before settling on a move. He moved when he needed to and moved carefully, sacrificing the pieces he needed to but used them wisely.
He didn't discard pawns simply because they were pawns, but instead used them as proper stepping-stones to clear a path for his more powerful pieces. The less work they needed to do, the easier they could move as the game progressed. And by the time thirty minutes had passed, Ciel felt as though he had learned more in the few moves that had passed than if they had taken the time to play a full game.
"It's a good game so far," Ciel commented as he stood up and watched as Sebastian pushed the chair in. The lights were turned off and Ciel was ushered to the door where Sebastian grabbed a jacket. He waited until they were out in the hallway and the door was locked tight before speaking again. "Thank you for everything tonight. I'm looking forward to the next time we play and that cooking lesson. When can I come back? If you don't mind me being so forward."
Sebastian seemed taken aback by his eagerness and for a moment, Ciel feared as though he had moved too quickly. The older male typed something out on his phone and held it out for Ciel to read and he grinned widely at the words as the phone was put away.
"I'll see you tomorrow then, for sure," he stated and trotted after Sebastian. They moved in silence down the hallway and down the stairwell, Ciel finding the silence comfortable. Once they reached the front door, Ciel gave a small smile and a wave. "Have a good night," he said and moved for the street. He had to give Sebastian a large enough head start before he could make his way back to DIE tonight. It had been far too long and after enjoying the afternoon with Sebastian, the urge to see Master was strong.
Sebastian gave him a small nod before he started to walk down the sidewalk, hands shoved into his jacket. Ciel crossed the street and slipped into his car, watching as the older male vanished around the corner and let out a heavy sigh. Time had gone too fast in Ciel's opinion and he couldn't wait until tomorrow.
Sebastian paced the office, running a hand through his hair as he tried to sort through his thoughts after everything that had happened today. It had been almost a week since his last fight with Ciel at the shoot and in that time, the younger male had ended up surprising him in more ways than one. He hadn't expected Ciel to listen to his advice and the day Ciel had first showed up at his door, Sebastian had suspected ulterior motives.
Despite his better judgment, Sebastian had forgiven Ciel that day, if only to ease the guilt that had built up inside him. He still felt bad about letting The Undertaker pleasure him and forcing Ciel to listen to such a thing, but it was too late to take that back. Instead, Sebastian could only accept the apology in hopes that the gnawing guilt would fade away.
It had helped to an extent, but Sebastian was fully convinced that Ciel had only apologized because he wanted to get back on good terms with Master. He had expected the younger male to show up that night at the set, but the night had passed by without any sign of Ciel. The action had confused Sebastian and by the time they met again at the meeting, Sebastian was wary once more.
He was trying hard not to get his hopes up that Ciel had turned a new leaf. It had happened more times than Sebastian was willing to admit and too many times had that hope been crushed. But the emotions he felt for Ciel weren't so easily vanished, no matter how much Sebastian wished for them to leave him alone.
His heart still clenched at the sight of Ciel and he yearned for the younger male. Hope was a dangerous thing in that it never truly went away. It could fade and flicker to almost near existence but even the dullest of embers could be fanned back to life with the right breeze.
At that meeting, Sebastian's hope had been nothing but a smoldering coal but it slowly grew another life as Ciel played chess with him. The younger male had sought him out without any prompting and had willingly sat down with him to play a game of chess. And then the unthinkable had happened when Ciel had discovered the truth about his hair.
There was a reason for his messy looks and his dirty looking hair, Sebastian hadn't lied about that. Claude was the reason for it, just as Claude was the reason for nearly everything in his life. Sebastian hated his brother for such actions but his hands were tied with the current situation. Instead, Sebastian was waiting for the right moment when he could slip away from the grasp. A moment that was coming soon.
But having Ciel comment about his hair was enough to have Sebastian on edge. He wasn't sure why the younger male had such an interest in him and Sebastian suspected an underhanded motive. There had to be something there that Ciel had hoped to gain. Why else would the younger male be so adamant about having Sebastian come to work with clean hair?
The next morning, Sebastian had debated long and hard about whether or not to listen to Ciel's advice. He had nothing to gain and everything to lose from doing so if the younger male suddenly decided to be cruel again. With doubt nagging on Sebastian's conscience, he had started to grab the hair spray when a soft and frail voice from his past echoed through his mind.
'Trusting someone is like training an animal. You have to give them some slack so they can prove their loyalty, but never so much that they'll be able to turn around and bite you when you're not looking. But you have to take that chance to trust them first or else you'll remain alone, keeping everyone away at arm's length.'
Crimson eyes had darted to the broken glasses that rested on the small bathroom counter. "Tanaka," he murmured sadly and set the hairspray back down. "You were always wise," he whispered before moving from the bathroom.
It was times like now that Sebastian wished his adopted father was still alive, but time had taken the man from him in his sleep one night without warning. It had been painless, the way most people wished to die, and Sebastian was able to take comfort in that. But it left him alone to face everything and that had been when Sebastian needed the man's advice the most.
Hoping that he wouldn't be taken for a fool at the set, Sebastian had made his way to the site and was rewarded with attention by people outside of DIE. But perhaps the biggest surprise had been when Ciel was so enthralled with him, going as far as protecting him against Claude. Or at least defending him against the older male. Sebastian could hold his own against his brother, but in public, the people were always going to side against him.
But Sebastian had never expected that Ciel would even bother to side with him against Claude. Not when the younger male practically worshipped Claude. Sebastian hadn't believed Ciel when he had acted that way, suspecting a hidden plan and keeping the slowly growing flame of hope carefully protected. No more would Sebastian allow himself to get his hopes diminished by Ciel.
At least that was what Sebastian had thought until Ciel had showed up today. Sebastian hadn't seen today's appearance coming at all and it threw him for a loop, especially when the younger male had asked if they could play chess. It had taken several moments for the shock to wear off and by then, Sebastian had already unconsciously invited Ciel in.
And to make the day even weirder, Ciel had complimented his cooking before they settled down to have a normal conversation. As though they had been friends all along. Sebastian wasn't sure what to think about it and found that the actions were confusing. He didn't know what was on Ciel's mind and each time, he suspected foul play. Because surely Ciel had to be up to something. There was no way the younger male had suddenly turned over a new leaf.
It went against every sense of logic and it terrified Sebastian that he was allowing it to happen. He was letting Ciel get closer, offering him help with chess and cooking, and talking to him as though the past hadn't occurred. The walls that Sebastian had built nearly a week ago were being torn down quickly and if Sebastian didn't stop Ciel now, they would crumble at his feet.
"Fuck me," Sebastian murmured and ran a hand through his hair.
"That can be arranged easily," The Undertaker answered by the door, green eyes watching Sebastian pace. "What seems to be troubling you, Sebastian? You've been pacing since you came to work and I don't think I've seen you this stressed out since Claude forced his rules on you after Tanaka passed away."
Sebastian tensed at the words and his pacing stopped. "At least then I had something to fall back onto but now I have nothing. Ciel is in both lives and I want him in both. I can't stop wanting him."
The Undertaker pushed away from the door and came up to Sebastian, cupping his cheeks. "But he doesn't want you. You'll only hurt yourself more if you keep yearning for him when he obviously doesn't return the feelings."
"But he's been acting different," Sebastian stated. "He came back to apologize earlier this week and has been making an effort to see me. Not the me that everyone else sees, but the one that I hide."
"That doesn't mean anything, Sebastian. He might have ulterior motives and is trying to lure you into a false sense of security," the older male answered. "There's only so much you can take before you truly break and if he is just playing with you, I'm not sure if you'll recover this time."
Sebastian glanced at the ground. "But he seems to be honestly trying. He came by to see me today and we actually had a normal conversation. As normal as it can be with him talking and me writing." His eyes flickered back up to The Undertaker, a faint hint of hope shining in them. "He said that I'm interesting and he wants to know more about me."
The Undertaker sighed. "You're going to give him another chance, aren't you," he said, knowing that it wasn't a question. Sebastian gave Ciel more than enough chances and cared far too much for the younger male but it didn't mean that anything would change within Ciel. "I promised your father before he died that I would always look over you and help you build this company even more. I feel as though I would be failing that promise if I let you do this Sebastian."
"One last chance," Sebastian murmured, knowing that if Ciel broke this chance, there was no going back again. He wouldn't be able to recover from the sting of betrayal one more time. "After that, no more. We move and never look back." And he would try to forget Ciel.
But for one more time, Sebastian was going to give Ciel that chance. It was Sebastian's way of easing the guilt he felt as well and even a week later, Sebastian still felt bad about his actions to the younger male. He never should've had Ciel listen to that scene and he never should've accepted The Undertaker's offer. He had been weak and it wasn't fair to either male.
"I'm sorry for last week," he said, turning to face the older male. "I shouldn't have done that to you just to get even at Ciel. You deserve better than that."
"The brat needed to be taught a lesson and you needed to escape for once in your life," The Undertaker answered, running fingers through Sebastian's hair and styling it so the bangs framed his face. "There's nothing you need to apologize for or feel sorry about. You did nothing wrong by punishing Ciel. Perhaps it was the kick he needed to go in the right direction."
Sebastian gave a small chuckle but it didn't stop the guilt still gnawing at his chest. "I feel as though I did the wrong thing. I could've gone about it a different way. One that didn't involve me turning into Claude in the process."
The Undertaker clicked his tongue. "Then you can apologize to him, seeing as he's on his way up now."
"What?" Sebastian asked, his head snapping in the direction of the door.
"It seems as though he's decided to make an appearance again. I'm honestly surprised he's lasted this long, even though I would've turned him away if he came back earlier," The Undertaker stated and scratched his cheek lightly. "I'm still tempted to turn him away, but I have a feeling you wouldn't let me do that."
Sebastian shook his head. "You would assume correctly. I need to apologize for what I did last week. Ciel did the right thing by apologizing and now it's my turn." Two wrongs didn't make a right and Sebastian needed to fix what he did. It would ease the guilt and make Sebastian feel better, even if it didn't take back what he did. Sebastian couldn't change the past and he was already in deep with his deal with Ciel, but at least this he could fix.
He moved to the desk and sat down heavily, running a hand through his hair again. At this rate, Ciel was going to make his hair turn gray well before he was supposed to and probably toss in a nervous breakdown or heart attack for good measures too. Regardless, the stress couldn't be good for him, but it wasn't going to stop Sebastian until he had what he wanted.
"How far do you think he'll make it today?" Sebastian asked as he gazed at the door, willing it to open. He missed the touch of the younger male and found that he couldn't wait until Ciel was back in his office. He enjoyed having Ciel at his apartment, the way they were able to talk and enjoy each other's company. It was something Sebastian wanted to keep but only Ciel would be able to decide that future, Sebastian couldn't push the younger male into liking him.
"Not too far," The Undertaker answered. "I've had everyone on high alert since last week. I've known that he was coming since he stepped foot in the area."
Crimson eyes danced with amusement. "You're a cruel man." Sebastian's head cocked as heavy steps sounded outside the door. "But I have no qualms against that at times."
The Undertaker smirked. "I knew you wouldn't," he stated as the doors opened. "Look what the cat dragged in," he drawled and reached for Ciel's arm before waving William away.
"I don't like cats," Ciel snapped. "Dogs are better."
A tsk-ing noise left The Undertaker's mouth. "Points against you. The boss man loves cats."
Ciel jerked in the grip. "Is he here?" He asked, turning his head and straining to hear the familiar voice.
"I'm here," Sebastian answered and stood up. He circled around the desk and cupped Ciel's chin, turning his head back and forth. "But the question is, should you be here?"
"I should be," Ciel said without pause. "I've had a lot of time to think about what I did to Sebastian and hopefully make things right. He's actually kind of interesting. I found out today he's a good cook and he even agreed to teach me some."
Sebastian's eyebrow rose slightly at the excited tone in Ciel's voice. He hadn't expected Ciel to be so honestly enthused about it and had simply brushed the reaction off at the apartment as nothing more than the younger male being polite. "I thought you said he unattractive and there was nothing good about him."
Ciel shook his head. "I did and it was wrong because he's the opposite. He's smart and is a really good chess player, not to mention he has really nice eyes." Ciel's shoulders slumped. "And he's really nice. He's given me more chances than anyone should and despite everything, still treats me with respect."
"Careful Ciel, it sounds like you're falling for him," Sebastian teased and he ignored his pounding heart at the words. Wouldn't it be something for Ciel to fall for him despite his looks when he was in the light? Liking him for his personality and what he had to offer Ciel? It was an entertaining thought and one that Sebastian kept closely guarded. Who knew how long Ciel would find him interesting before going back to Claude. "However, since we're on the subject of apologizing and righting ones wrongs, I too need to apologize for my actions last week. It was unfair of me to have to you stand and listen to something you wanted. I shouldn't have done it and I'm sorry for that."
"But it worked," Ciel said. "You treated me the way I treated Sebastian, and I never would've realized that if you hadn't done it. I would've still been treating him the same way. I hated it at the time but it was something I needed."
Sebastian hummed and traced his finger down Ciel's cheek, the younger male leaning into the touch. "Then let's hope that you will continue to keep that lesson close to heart. But regardless, I am sorry for that and it won't happen again."
Ciel nodded. "I forgive you," he murmured.
"Seems as though the brat learned a lesson after all," The Undertaker spoke, making Ciel jump and Sebastian chuckled lowly at the action. It seemed that Ciel had forgotten the man was still in the room. "I'll leave you two to your fun."
Sebastian waved The Undertaker away, not missing the small warning gaze the man threw him. Once the door was closed, Sebastian cupped Ciel's cheeks and rubbed his thumbs under the covered eyes. "What should I do to you today, hmm?"
Ciel trembled under his touch. "I want to return the favor," he answered and Sebastian jumped as a bold hand reached forward to brush against his legs. Fingers traveled higher until at last, they found Sebastian's groin and cupped him through his pants. "Right here."
"And how do you plan on doing that?" Sebastian questioned. "With your hands or your mouth?" His fingers brushed against Ciel's lips, tracing the soft flesh and wanting to kiss the younger male. He restrained from such actions and instead bucked into the teasing hand that had started to rub against his clothed cock.
"I think you'd like to have my mouth here," Ciel purred, hand drifting higher to trace the waistband of Sebastian's pants.
Sebastian hummed and tugged Ciel closer so their bodies pressed against each other, erections grinding together. "But then that leaves you without pleasure. And how are we supposed to keep to the other part of our deal if that happens?" He asked.
Ciel smirked and tilted his head up, making Sebastian imagine that he was looking into blue eyes instead of covered ones. "I'm sure you can think of something, if you haven't already," he stated, licking his lips.
A low groan left Sebastian's mouth at the sight and he slipped his fingers under Ciel's shirt. "I do have an idea, but it's going to require you lying naked on the floor with me over you," he muttered, nipping Ciel's ear. "Are you ready for that?"
"No sex?" Ciel asked and Sebastian gave a negative answer. At the words, Ciel relaxed more before nodding. "Then I'll take you up on your offer."
"This has to come off first," Sebastian stated, tugging Ciel's shirt over his head. It was tossed to the side and Sebastian gripped Ciel's hand, slowly lowering him to the ground. He followed the younger male down and latched his mouth onto a dusky nipple, sucking and nipping. The action made Ciel arch into the touch as Sebastian's hand trailed down Ciel's stomach.
Fingers brushed over the waistband of Ciel's pants, teasing the skin there and Sebastian delighted in the small noises that left Ciel's mouth. He had missed them in the past few days and he switched to the neglected nipple as his fingers dipped below the pants.
Sebastian chuckled low in his throat as he snapped the elastic on the boxers, making Ciel cry out in surprise but the small bit of pain did little to deter the younger male. If anything it made Ciel buck against him even more and Sebastian scratched lightly against pale skin with his nails.
Ciel moaned at the feeling and Sebastian pulled his hands away so he could pull Ciel's pants down, revealing tented boxers. He traced over the bulge, drawing a low hiss from Ciel before lowering his head to suck on the covered cock. Fingers laced through his hair at the simple touch and Ciel tossed his head back, giving Sebastian a perfect view of his arched neck. It made Sebastian want to suck and bite up and down the pale column, leaving marks to show everyone that Ciel was his. But he restrained the urge, knowing that it would only cause trouble in the long run.
"You," Ciel panted, his fingers tightening.
"Me," Sebastian answered, slowly easing down the boxers bit by bit. He made sure the fabric rubbed over Ciel's cock, teasing him further and making it harder for the younger male to speak.
Ciel's hips bucked up and he clawed at the ground. "What about you?" He asked, tossing his head as the boxers were removed.
"You still wish to pleasure me?" Sebastian questioned as he wrapped his fingers around the hard cock. "Even though you're in the middle of your own pleasure right now?"
"Yes," Ciel gasped and Sebastian hissed as the younger male tugged on his hair, pulling him up. "I'll get even more pleasure if I can taste you and make you come too."
A low purr left Sebastian's mouth at the words and he slowly pulled back. "If that is your wish, then I suppose I can give you what you want." His shirt was removed and tossed to the side before his pants and boxers joined the mess of clothes. "Remember that you can always change your mind." He stated as he crawled over Ciel's body.
Smirking, Ciel held out his hand and Sebastian reached for it, guiding curious fingers to his cock. "Are you scared that I'll make you come before me?" He asked.
Sebastian shivered at the light touch. "I welcome your attempts," he answered and traced Ciel's lips. "But I thought you wanted to use this to make me come."
"I do," Ciel stated and gave a teasing pass with his hands. "But you're way down there and my mouth is way up here. You need to find a way to fix that so I can put my mouth to better use than just talking."
"Sassy," Sebastian purred and slid up Ciel's chest before turning around so he was facing Ciel's cock. "Why don't you show me what that mouth of yours can do," he said, hot breath fanning over the hard cock standing tall before him.
It didn't take Ciel long to realize what Sebastian was suggesting and a teasing tongue lapped at the tip of Sebastian's cock, making him shiver. "Kinky," Ciel murmured and hands trailed up Sebastian's legs so the younger male could get an image in his mind. "But then again, I wouldn't expect anything less from you."
Sebastian snorted slightly but didn't bother to comment as he swiped at the swollen head of Ciel's cock with his tongue. The action cut off any other words Ciel was going to say and Sebastian traced a wet path from base to tip, pleased with the way Ciel's legs trembled next to his head. He was confident that he would be able to hold out longer than Ciel, for not only was his name was on the line but also his pride at being able to hold his own.
His hips jerked at the sudden feeling of Ciel's mouth circling around the head of cock and Sebastian gasped lightly at the touch. It was different from when The Undertaker had last taken care of him. Ciel was still inexperienced compared to the man and it showed in his touches. But the knowledge that it was actually Ciel's mouth around his cock had pleasure and lust race through his veins.
Not to be outdone, Sebastian lowered his head and slowly took in the throbbing cock before him. He groaned lowly at the taste on his tongue and hollowed out his cheeks as he started to bob his head. It was something Sebastian had never allowed himself to think about, knowing that he would never get a chance to do this to Ciel. But now he was being allowed to indulge in a fantasy of his own creation.
It left him aroused at the thoughts and Sebastian pulled back, his teeth lightly scraping the tip of Ciel's cock. The action made Ciel jerk and buck, cock rubbing against Sebastian's cheek. Sebastian hummed lowly and wiped away the wetness on his cheek before returning his attention to the treat before him.
He moaned as Ciel took him in deeper and Sebastian rolled his hips down, wanting to feel more of that wet heat around his cock. Nails bit into his skin in retaliation and Sebastian struggled to still his hips. They trembled and Ciel's hands ran over his legs, trying to ease him while a tongue pushed into the slit.
"Fuck," Sebastian groaned lowly and took Ciel's cock in his mouth again. If he wasn't careful, he would end up getting carried away and come before Ciel. He couldn't let that happen, not with everything on the line right now. His hand trailed up to brush over the base of Ciel's cock before trailing down to the tightly drawn sac and traced over them lightly.
A small yelp left Ciel's mouth, the vibrations traveling down Sebastian's cock and making him shudder. For not having much experience, Ciel was quickly making him come undone and Sebastian lowered his head once more as his fingers continued to tease Ciel. Soft cries and moans left the younger male, letting Sebastian know that Ciel was close to coming.
His cock was neglected as Ciel panted and tried to keep his orgasm at bay, nails digging into his skin. The pain only pushed Sebastian forward more and he let Ciel buck his hips up into his mouth. Relaxing his throat and jaw, Sebastian pressed his tongue against Ciel's length and hollowed out his cheeks to provide more pleasure.
"Ma—Master," Ciel moaned and bucked up harshly. Sebastian gagged slightly before swallowing around the hard length. "Oh hell. So go—good."
Sebastian's lips curled into a smile around the cock and his fingers slipped further down to rub at the perineum. He pulled his head back as Ciel stiffened under him before the younger male came with a loud cry. Unintelligible words fell from Ciel's lips as Sebastian swallowed everything that was offered to him, letting Ciel ride out his orgasm.
Ciel's hips were still bucking weakly as Sebastian pulled away and let the softened cock slip from his mouth. He swiped at the sensitive head, cleaning off the remaining mess before looking over his shoulder at Ciel who was now lying boneless underneath him. "Another failed attempt, Ciel," he said and went to roll away from the younger male but was stopped by a weak hand on his leg.
"You still need to come," Ciel said, panting slightly.
Sebastian shook his head. "You don't have to."
Ciel grunted and his breath fanned over the cock before him. "But I want to," he answered before taking it in his mouth.
Sebastian's head lowered as warmth surrounded his length again and a tongue pressed against the hard flesh. He was already close and now that Ciel had reached his orgasm, there was nothing holding him back any longer. His hips bucked lightly, not enough to choke Ciel but enough to give Sebastian more pleasure in the process.
He ignored the ache in his knees from kneeling on the thin carpet and instead let himself go. Having Ciel's mouth around him was more than Sebastian had ever hoped for and his eyes fell shut as he let himself feel everything. The hot fingers that gripped his legs, the curious tongue that pressed against him, and the teasing mouth that was providing him so much pleasure.
"Ciel," he moaned softly and jerked as Ciel's fingers trailed up his body, following a familiar path that Sebastian had taken earlier on the younger male. But instead of rubbing against the spot Sebastian had earlier, Ciel skipped over it, making Sebastian whine in frustration. Unsure fingers continued to trail up and all sense of frustration flew from Sebastian's mind as a dry finger nudged at his entrance.
It paused for the briefest of moments and when no harsh words fell from Sebastian's mouth, it pushed its way past the tight muscles. Sebastian's eyes rolled back into his head at the feeling as his head dropped to rest on Ciel's thigh and he dug his nails into pale legs. "Ciel," he panted, trying to warn the younger male that he was about to come but found that the words couldn't come fast enough.
His body tensed before hips jerked as his orgasm raced through his veins. Teeth sunk into the inside of Ciel's thigh, muffling Sebastian's cry as pleasure washed over his body. Blood coated his tongue and Sebastian's eyes fluttered as the last of his orgasm flowed moved through his body, leaving him feeling weak and sated.
Sebastian pulled away from Ciel and winced at the mark he left on Ciel's leg. He lapped at the bite mark, drawing a small hiss from the younger male before deciding it would be better treated with some hot water and bacitracin instead of his tongue. Rolling away, Sebastian turned to look at Ciel and groaned lowly at the sight of his cum on Ciel's face.
"Sorry," Sebastian murmured and slipped up Ciel's body so he could lap at the cooling cum. It seemed as though Ciel had tried to swallow everything but had only been able to take so much. It was still an arousing sight and a low burn of arousal ran lazily through Sebastian's body as he finished cleaning up Ciel. "I tried to warn you but wasn't quick enough."
Ciel licked at his lips before wiping at them with his hand. "It wasn't bad, but next time I'll make sure not to spill," he stated, lips quirking into a smirk. "But I didn't peg you as a biter."
Sebastian winced and stood up, pausing to grab his boxers. "My apologies. I didn't mean to bite that hard, nor did I mean to bite in the first place. I forgot myself for a moment."
"I must have been pretty good then," Ciel said and his smirk grew. "To make you lose control like that."
A low chuckle left Sebastian's mouth as he returned with the needed items and he settled down next to Ciel. "You were very good," he answered, cleaning the mark. "Make sure you keep this clean so it doesn't become infected. I'd rather you didn't get sick."
Ciel waved a hand. "I'll be fine. I think I like the idea of sporting a mark that you put on me."
Sebastian shivered at the words and finished putting a Band-Aid over the mark. "But anymore will draw unwanted attention and we can't have people finding out about our secret, now can we?" He pressed a light kiss to the area before sitting back up. "Let's get you dressed and back home before you pass out. Don't want you getting into an accident."
"Not sleepy," Ciel slurred as the door open, admitting The Undertaker.
The man grimaced and turned away. "I did not want to see that," he stated, waving a hand at Ciel's naked body. "I'm forever scarred now."
Sebastian clicked his tongue at The Undertaker. "Be nice," he cooed before turning his attention back to Ciel. He pulled the younger male up so he was sitting properly and looked at him. "Where did you park, Ciel?"
"At Sebastian's apartment," Ciel answered, slumping against Sebastian. "He can cook really well, did you know that?"
A small chuckle left Sebastian's mouth as he ran a hand through dark locks. "You did mention that earlier. But sleep for now, we'll take you home." He turned to look at The Undertaker as Ciel's head jerked, trying to stay awake but the late hour and strong orgasm was quickly pulling him into the dream world. "Take him back to the apartment and let him sleep there. I'd rather him not drive home like this."
"You tempt fate," The Undertaker stated as he crossed the room to grab Sebastian's keys from the desk. "Dress him and I'll take him there."
Sebastian nodded and fixed the older male with a stern glare. "No funny business, Undertaker," he said as he reached for the discarded boxers. They were slipped up Ciel's legs, the younger male's head lolling against his shoulder. Ciel was already lost to sleep but Sebastian still guarded his words carefully just in case Ciel happened to hear anything. "Take him back and put him to bed, that's it."
The Undertaker held up his hands. "I won't lay a finger on him or tell him anything. My mouth will stay shut and I will do as my master commands," he answered, giving a small bow. "Unlike him, I don't look to harm you with my actions or words."
"Your fears have been heard and recognized," Sebastian stated. "And I thank you for the concern. But this is something I need to see through for myself. No matter how it turns out."
The older male nodded at him, accepting the words before turning and leaving the room so he could prepare a car. Once gone, Sebastian lowered his head and pressed his lips to Ciel's temple, lingering there longer than he should. "Don't push me away this time, Ciel," he murmured, holding the younger male tight to his body and hoping that his plea wouldn't go unheard.