His Masters Pet #3
Right back into the story- I'm glad your all enjoying this enough to read this far along. Things are going to get interesting in the next chapter.
The earl of Phantomhive woke suddenly, face dripping with sweat and his whole body shaking. He sat up sharply, stiffly, looking around the dimly lit room.
"Your up very early, young master. Is something the matter?" Sebastian looked up, then turned a page in his novel. It was an interesting story, and he was reading it slowly to keep himself busy while his master slept.
"No..." Ciel ran his finger back through his now damp hair and over his marked eye. It had been a terrible nightmare, watching the boy that now shared a bed with him die painfully on the end of his blade. He was alive though, so hopefully he could be forgiven one day.
The earl slowly calmed himself down, glancing at the blond next to him who he had made damp with sweat, and probably made him very uncomfortable all night if he had been wriggling in his sleep.
"I'm sorry, Alois." Ciel sighed, leaning over and stroking his bed mates silky soft hair. Sebastian had washed the boy well the previous and the golden locks still smelled like the sweet soap he had used. it changed the whole feeling of being close Alois, it was much more relaxing and calming then when he smelt of blood and death.
Mismatched eyes watched on for a long moment before laying down on a welcoming chest again, wanting to go back to sleep as soon as possible.
"Ehh..." The body gave a soft groan, barely audible but it was enough to make the demon lower his book and give a curious glance to the earl or Trancy and his young lord.
The sound dint go unnoticed by Ciel either, who froze in place wondering if he would make that soft sound again. He couldn't possibly be coming around could he?
Several long moments passed and Sebastian shook his head, standing up and leaning over the bed to check the boys pulse once more.
"There's no improvement." The raven thought aloud, "it must have been air escaping from when you laid down on him." He concluded, seeing the disappointed look in his masters eyes at the news. "I'm terribly sorry."
"It's what I expected." Ciel stated simply, slowly petting the blonds side again. "He will wake when he is ready."
As the raven sat down again Alois once more made a painful sounding groan, longer this time, and accompanied by a soft shaking movement. This time younger earl could not pass it off as air escaping and sat up, looking down at his tired face in the candle light.
"Alois." He called out, putting his hand on the boys slender shoulder, now a little boney due to the lack of nourishment over the past two weeks. "Alois, can you hear me?"
He looked up at Sebastian who was equally surprised to hear the second noise from the boy, immediately moving to lift one of the boys eyelids, needing to see for himself if consciousness really was returning to the little blond.
"Sebastian?" Ciel asked after what to him felt like an eternity, needing to know what was happening to the head of the Trancy house. Was he waking up? Getting worse? There where dozens of possibilities but not all of them where good.
Before the demon could respond however Alois moved his face away, blinking slightly from the discomfort if having his eyelids forced open. Sebastian carefully moved his hand to rest on his cheek, smiling at his young master when the blond then lent into him seeking comfort.
"Well then, young lord, I believe the young lord Trancy will be waking up shortly."
Ciel couldn't help but smile back, finally some good news after so many nights of worrying. He knew this didn't mean he was out of the woods yet, but at least it was something.
Alois cried softly as the demon removed his hand which was quickly replaced by the smaller one belonging to the young earl. He was obviously responding to the discomfort he was starting to feel as he begun to come to, and lent into any warmth he felt, desperately trying to comfort himself.
"Sebastian, bring him something for the pain." He ordered confidently and calmly, still smiling softly at the blond, watching his eyes as they fluttered and twitched.
The butler nodded and disappeared quickly, not wanting to leave his master alone to long encase there was an emergency, darting about the manner gathering up supplies to try and alleviate as much of the older boys suffering as he could.
"Alois, listen to me." Ciel coaxed gently, still unsure of wether or not the young earl could hear him. "It's going to be alright." He promised, stroking the boys cheek with his thumb.
As the digit grazed along his cool, soft skin a tear slowly fell, rolling down his cheek and into the younger earls hand. It felt good having Ciel's warm skin against his, it created a light buzzing, tingling sensation which was a sharp contrast to the rest of his body that was either freezing, or experiencing sharp stabbing pains.
The younger earl looked to the door, wondering where his butler had gotten to. He must have been in a lot of pain if be was already crying before he even regained his senses. "Sebastian, hurry up!" He called the demon appearing at his side almost before he had even made his demands.
"I'm sorry young master, it took some time to boil the water." He explained, dipping a cloth in the basin and ringing it off. A gentile sponge bath with the warm lavender smelling water would help to relieve some of the tension, though there wasn't much more he could do with the boy so frail that wouldn't put him at risk.
Ciel laid down again at his side, keeping his hand where it was since the elder seemed to like having it there. He held the wounded boy, pulling his head over carefully until his lips met Trancy's cheek for a tender, encouraging kiss. The earl wasn't sure why he felt the need to kiss Alois, but he did, and he wouldn't deny himself the opportunity.
As Sebastian slowly ran the cloth over the blonds feeble body; warming and soothing his aching muscles and joints that had fallen victim to stiffness from disuse, the younger earl begun to wonder if what he was doing was really enough. Tears still ran down colourless cheeks and he lay panting, struggling to catch his breath, and he let out soft, grunting sounds as the demon bathed him.
"Can't you do anything more for him?" Ciel's brows furrowed and he looked up at his butler with a mixture of concern and frustration with his inability to relieve his bedmates suffering. Surely the demon knew of something more then this!
"I could give him an opium based pain reliever, however in his current condition it may do nothing but halt his respiration."
"It would kill him?"
"It could." The butler confirmed, "quite easily in fact."
Ciel groaned and closed his eyes, trying to think of a solution. He couldn't just let the blond suffer like this, but he couldn't risk his life either.
"Sebastian, do we have any massage oil?" He didn't wait for an answer, if there was none in the house, Sebastian would just have to find some. "Go and get it, immediately."
It took the raven off guard for a moment but his surprise was quickly replaced with a little smirk. So his master was beguiling to develop deeper feelings for Alois?
"Yes, my lord." The butler disappeared again, wondering how the boy that struggled to take care of himself was going to deal with taking care of someone else who desperately needed him. At this time of night there was no place to buy such a thing, but it was no trouble for him to make it. He first went to the garden, picking herbs he knew had soothing effects on the body and lungs, along with mint which hopefully would give it a nice fragrance then he quickly went to the kitchen, filling an entire bowl with oil and mixing it all together perfectly.
The whole process took the demon butler only minuets, however by the time he got back his master was already impatiently scowling at the door. I was enough to make the raven chuckle.
"I don't find this situation terribly funny Sebastian!" He scolded, "bring it to me." He held out his hand, immediately snatching away the jar whenHis butler handed it to him.
On closer inspection however what was causing the young lord such distress became more obvious. Alois was struggling, his whole chest was heaving up and down hard just to get enough air to keep himself alive.
The demon moved to his master and his guests side, carefully pulling the pillow from behind his head and laying him back, clearing his airways again. He wondered if all the movement from his eyes where in fact a sign of something more sinister, but as the blond settled down Sebastian decided it was something he could worry about later.
Ciel waited until his breathing became easier, though the panting never stopped and then opened the jar. The smell immediately flooded the earls delicate nostrils and he pulled back a little. it wasn't as though the smell was offensive, it was just very strong. Still, his butler must have known what he was doing the boy just had to trust him.
Tilting the jar up over the blonds pale chest, the blue eyed boy slowly poured the thick, oily solution onto his cool skin then put the jar onto the bedside table. Carefully the earl then pressed his fingers down, rubbing him slowly and deeply. He let his palms run over his chest, trying to be as soothing as possible and focusing his efforts in the areas that seemed to be causing him the most discomfort.
"Your going to be okay Trancy." He promised again confidently, smiling as he felt the body beneath him relax. He was obviously doing something right because even the colour in some areas started returning as his massage improved the circulation.
After half an hour as the sun just begun to rise the sickly blonds bright blue eyes finally opened to meet mismatched ones, a little smile flickering across his lips.
'Ive finally died and gone to heaven...'