Hello, dear readers. First, let me start out by apologizing for my long, unexpected hiatus. I'm so terribly sorry that I haven't been posting like I promised I would be. A lot of stuff has been happening in my life that caused me to have no time to write. I quickly wrote this chapter so that I could update it as fast as I could. Hopefully my life will not be so hectic so that I can post once a week, as promised. That being said, I am very sorry if this chapter is not up to par. Thank you for the reviews on this fanfiction, they really make my day to read. I'm so happy that you all like my story so much. Enough of all that mushy stuff, here's the next chapter!

Chapter 3

Desire

Sebastian had his hand wrapped around his member; the picture had aroused him so fully that he had to either deal with it in the kitchen, or run the risk of being seen with a bulge in his pants while walking back to his room. No one would see him doing this here, anyway; everyone was snugly tucked into his bed, fast asleep. Sebastian knew that if Ciel needed him, he certainly would not come all the way out to find him, but would merely call for his assistance. His hand slid back out and smoothly unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers. He pulled out his member and caressed it lightly, teasingly. He leaned his back against the counter, deeply mesmerized by the photograph. Though it was dark in the kitchen, Sebastian's eyes could see perfectly well. The details of the photo stood out, causing a shiver to work it's way up his spine. Sebastian took firm hold of his manhood and began to work his hand up and down the shaft.

Sebastian's fingers teased the head and caressed the length, his breathing becoming heavy. His grip would tighten in pressure, causing him to groan and pant. His normally cool body felt like it was on fire, and he teased himself more thoroughly by massaging the very tip with his thumb. He was so absorbed in pleasuring himself that he did not hear the soft panting, nor did his nose pick up the musky aroma, of his young master in the hall...

Ciel found that he could not look away, even as Sebastian allowed his manhood to become unfettered. In fact, Ciel's eyes were drawn to the hardened member, his jaw going slack at the sheer size of it. He could tell that it was large by the way it bulged in Sebastian's trousers, but he was not prepared to see how big it truly was. As Sebastian teased himself, Ciel found a budding warmth growing in his lower regions. Every so often, Sebastian would make a lewd sound, causing shivers to dance over Ciel's skin. His hands were sweating so profusely that he had to set the camera on the ground, lest he drop it and break it, or worse-alert Sebastian to his presence. He turned his eyes away from the kitchen only long enough to set the camera down onto a carpeted area silently. His eyes returned to Sebastian's member, watching as his hand stroked it with skill. Blue and violet eyes roamed up to stare at the demon butler's face; his melted chocolate eyes full of complete lust, his expression that of utter pleasure. It was shocking to see such a look upon the butler's visage, when it normally held a blank amusement and that Cheshire cat smirk. Sebastian's lips were mouthing words, and Ciel had to squint, trying to decipher what he could possibly be saying. It almost looked as if-but no, he would never...

Ciel's own member had been steadily becoming erect. Without even realising that he was doing so, his hand reached down, pulling his nightshirt up as he sat upon the ground. The fabric pooled around his hips as his hand took an awkward hold of his length. He began to stroke himself, having to adjust his grip to maximize his own pleasure. Sweat was beading on Ciel's forehead, his skin feeling too hot and his body tingling. Hearing the irregular breathing of Sebastian made Ciel's breath hitch in his throat, tiny gasps pulling from his soft, full lips. He began mimicking Sebastian's movements, biting his bottom lip hard as a moan tried to work it's way up his throat. He found that he was not able to form coherent thoughts; he was a slave to his body's needs. It took all his willpower to keep his breathing quiet, though he felt the need to cry out; his body burned and a tingling sensation began to build in his lower stomach. If only Sebastian's hands were on his skin... That single thought caused an unbearable heat to build up in him, and suddenly his seed was spurting out, coating the carpet in front of him.

In that same moment, it was as though someone had splashed ice cold water onto him. Ciel's hand froze, and he looked down in utter horror. If only Sebastian's...? Ciel could not accept that he had thought that. He yanked his hand away from his member as if it had burned him, his heart pounding crazily in his chest. His legs were coated in the sticky substance, his nightshirt soaked in his sweat. A soft groan made his head snap up, his eyes locking on Sebastian's member as he too, reached completion. Sticky white seed covered Sebastian's pale hand, and a heavy sigh left his lips.

Suddenly, Ciel was running; he ran and ran, until he reached his bedroom. He slammed the door and leaned against it, his eyes wide in disbelief. His heart sputtered as he gasped for air. "Damn..." Ciel held out his hands, looking down at them; tiny tremors were going through his body. His cheeks were flushed pink, and he sank downto his knees. "What the hell is wrong with me?"

Sebastian had just finished cleaning himself off when the sound of a door slamming made him start. Tucking the photograph back into his jacket, he pushed the kitchen door all the way open and stepped out into the hallway. It smelled so strongly of his young master that he had to take a step back. That was not the only scent that hit his nose. Sweat and the musky aroma of arousal was thick in the air. A boxlike contraption sat on the floor, and Sebastian bent to retrieve it. It was the Talbot Camera. "Oh dear," Sebastian said to himself, noticing a sticky residue on the carpet. He knew that Ciel had come down to the kitchen in the hopes of capturing another image of Sebastian, and he knew that he had seen. Sebastian quirked a brow, his trademark smirk curling his lips. "This has become quite interesting, my Lord..." The essence that Ciel left behind told all-he had found the sight of his butler pleasuring himself so arousing that he did the same. Sebastian set the camera back down and set to cleaning up the mess Ciel had left behind. Once finished, he lifted the camera and stared at it in amusement.

"I must see how this plays out..." Sebastian mused to himself as he returned the camera to his master's study, setting it on the desk and leaving a note underneath it...