'"Sebastian! Hey, Sebastian!" Ciel called, laughing childishly like he had when he had been nine years old. He held out his arms to the elder, "come on, slow-poke."
Sebastian chuckled softly to himself and lifted the younger into his arms once he had caught up with him. "My beautiful Ciel."
The young master blushed, "You shouldn't say such things, Sebastian."
Sebastian grinned at the younger and they shared a kiss.
"I have always loved you, Sebastian," Ciel declared then became serious, "and I always will."
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Sebastian's eyes snapped open from the dream, clutching the corpse beside him. "Young master..." he whispered lovingly to the body he held, "my beautiful young master. How foolish ...how naïve ...how perfect you are ...my Lord..." he caressed the boy's cheek and skin was dragged off with the gentle touch of the demon's fingers, "can I keep you, my Lord? Let me keep you forever and always ..."
'"I have always loved you, Sebastian, and I always will."'
He was falling apart. Both of them were falling apart. As Ciel's corpse was naturally coming to pieces, Sebastian was falling to pieces too. The skin was rotting away but Sebastian still clutched the body knowing that it was his doing, knowing that he could have prevented the little lord's death. "My hot-headed, prideful, innocent young master ..."
'"...Sebastian..."'
Xxx
'"Sebastian, fetch me my tea," Ciel ordered as he sorted through his documents for the day. The evening sun was all that was lighting up the room and it gave the younger an angelic glow despite his cold eyes. He looked so perfect there, that single blue eye looking up at the demon hotly with all that messy blue-grey hair framing the delicate features of his face.
"Yes, my Lord."
"...Sebastian..." the young master began then shook his head, "never mind. Just go get my tea."
"Yes ...my Lord," Sebastian said with a confused frown.
Xxx
Sebastian smiled slightly at the memory, "You were going to tell me, were you not, Young Master? That you love me." He asked softly, nuzzling the corpse affectionately as his fingers gently stroked along the rotting flesh of the dead earl's cheek. "I love you too, you know. Pathetic, is it not? Hmm, young master? So still ...so silent... please. Please say something, anything ..."
'"I have always loved you, Sebastian, and I always will."'
"I love you too." Sebastian whispered. "You are all I desire, all I see..." he held the body tight. "I can't go on ...without...you..." and, for the first time in over five hundred years, the demon wept.
"Oh, Sebastian..."