As promised, here is the next chapter! I really hope you like it, and that it is good (it is my first malexmale love scene). I would love to hear what you all think of it, so please review. And if I'm not too tired, the next chapter will be up tonight as well. I'm really glad to be home, and even though I'm a little tired, I really want to keep writing. For some reason, I kept listening to "Sex and Candy" by Marcy Playground and "Porn Star Dancing" by My Darkest Days whilst writing this...

Chapter Eight

Lustful

Sebastian's lips were surprisingly soft; the way he kissed his master, so gently and tenderly, was completely uncharacteristic. Ciel sat stiffly in his butler's lap, shocked into being unresponsive. His fingers still clung onto the lapel of the trademark tailcoat as Sebastian's tongue coaxed it's way into his mouth, exploring the moist orifice. His tongue curled around Ciel's, rubbing against it and encouraging him to respond. Ciel's tongue clumsily danced with Sebastian's, his body subconsciously pressing closer to his butler's. Ever so slowly, his eyes closed, and he lost himself in the kiss. Sebastian was the first to break the kiss, and Ciel realised that he had not been breathing. He sucked air into his lungs, practically panting, until his breathing returned to normal.

A low chuckle rumbled in Sebastian's chest. "Oh my, Young Master, it seems that you forgot to breathe... Was my kiss that amazing?"

Ciel's cheeks flushed pink and he sputtered indignantly. "Sh-shut up!" He made to move out of Sebastian's lap, but his butler's grip tightened and pulled him closer.

"I'm not done with you quite yet, Young Master." Sebastian's voice was low, husky, and the sound of it made a shiver ran up Ciel's spine.

"Just what do you intend to do?" Ciel asked with wavering voice; his pride was on the verge of rearing it's head.

A soft chuckle left the butler's throat, his Cheshire cat smirk spreading slowly over his lips. "The things I intend to do to you, my Lord, are much too vulgar and lewd for your delicate sensibilities. I would never utter such unbecoming things in my Young Master's presence..." Ciel's eyes widened as his breath caught in his throat. The blush spreading across his cheeks was so endearing of the young Earl. So he has caught on, has he? Sebastian began to feel aroused, and he pinned his master to the bed.

It happened lightning fast to Ciel; suddenly his hands were held above his head, pressed into the mattress. No matter how hard Ciel tugged on his arms, he could not break free. His butler's body pressed into his own, holding him in place and further immobilizing him. This did not stop Ciel from wriggling around, flinging as many expletives as his brain could think up. "You're too heavy, damn you!" he shouted as he bucked his hips—a mistake, he realised too late.

A most erotic moan rushed out between his lips in shock—and pleasure—as Sebastian's hard member rubbed against Ciel's in the most suggestive manner. "My my, it seems that my Master is quite happy to see me," Sebastian purred suggestively as his hips ground into Ciel's, eliciting another obscene moan from the boy's lips.

"W-what?! I... I-I'm not..." Ciel bit his lip hard, going completely still and looking away from his butler, cheeks burning red.

Sebastian suppressed a chuckle, leaning down to brush his lips against his master's exposed neck, eliciting a delicious shiver from him. "It isn't nice to lie, Young Master. Especially when I can feel for myself..." He parted his lips and lightly grazed the sensitive flesh with his teeth. A sigh left Ciel, his eyes becoming half-lidded as Sebastian teased the most sensitive parts of his neck. His muscles relaxed, a sign of which the demon butler took as submission.

"S-Sebastian," Ciel gasped when the butler nipped at a particularly sensitive spot. The way Ciel said Sebastian's name sent heat straight to his hardness between his legs, a shiver dancing up his spine. Holding Ciel's wrists down with one hand, the other slid between them and began unbuttoning his nightshirt, gloved fingers teasing round pink nipples and drawing beautiful mewls from the boy. He sat up and ran his fingers over the flawless skin of his master, staring down at Ciel's blushing face. "Sebastian... Remove your gloves and touch me," Ciel whispered, turning to look up at his butler, his expression mortified but his heterochromatic eyes determined.

A smirk spread over Sebastian's lips and he lifted his left hand up, pulling the glove off with his teeth. He did the same with the other glove, tossing them onto the floor. His now bare fingers slowly traced meaningless patterns into Ciel's skin, caressing his sides. He was mesmerized by how soft and beautiful his master's skin was. He finished unbuttoning the nightshirt and pushed it open, completely exposing the boy. His eyes devoured the sight, taking in every detail and burning it into his memory. Long, slim fingers teased the pink nipples, rolling them in between the digits, black nails dragging down the ribcage lightly, fingertips brushing over slender hips; all these little touches leaving trails of fire, inspiring electricity to radiate over every inch of his skin. Ciel's head tilted back, a sigh drawn from his pale lips as Sebastian leaned down to lock his lips around one of the perky nipples. His tongue flicked against the sensitive nub, rolling it between his teeth lightly. He sucked on it before releasing it, moving to the other and doing the same. One of his hands trailed down Ciel's chest, slipping between them and lightly tracing over his master's erect manhood.

Ciel moaned hips pushing into Sebastian's touch, his cloudy eyes locking on Sebastian's. "Remove your clothing," he rasped breathily, his blush a pale pink. Over time it had faded into a light coloring. Sebastian supposed he was no longer embarrassed, losing himself to all the little pleasurable sensations.

Sebastian wasted no time; off came his jacket and vest with within a minute. As he tossed them carelessly away, he felt something tugging him down. Ciel had hold of his tie with both hands, slowly pulling him down so that their lips could meet. Unlike the earlier kiss, it was full of fire; this kiss was hungry and demanding, and it only increased his ache to have Sebastian completely. His mouth fell open under the butler's, and he met their tongues. His fingers worked clumisly to unbutton the dress shirt that Sebastian was wearing. A sound of frustration rose in his throat as his extremities fumbled with each button longer than was necessary. Mercifully, he soon reached Sebastian's belt line, and he yanked the shirt untucked, a victorious smirk dancing over his lips as the butler pulled back from the kiss in shock.

He found it extremely sexy that Ciel had magically developed the skill to unbutton anything, and he once again claimed those soft lips, barely giving his master any time to feel triumphant. He slid his shirt down his arms before unbuckling his belt. When he reached up to unknot his tie, Ciel's hands grabbed his wrists. "Leave that, but remove everything else."

Sebastian chuckled, a brow quirking. Obeying the order, he kicked his shoes off and removed his pants, pulling the undergarments off with it. His hands then moved to slip Ciel's nightshirt from his arms, adding that to the ground with all the other articles of clothing.

Sebastian reached down and took hold of Ciel's member, thumb massaging the tip teasingly, earning a moan from his master's lips. He began moving his hand up and down slowly, positioning his body lower. His tongue flicked out against the head as he leaned over the erect member before taking it into his mouth. He sucked lightly, massaging the head with his tongue while his hand pumped up and down. Ciel gasped and arched his back lightly, thrusting into Sebastian's mouth and hand, and gripping onto his hair. His butler sucked harder, causing a heavy moan to rip from the boy's throat.

"S-Sebastian," he moaned, dainty fingers tangling in the silky black tendrils clutched in his hands. "I... I want you." The words sent a thrill through Sebastian; it caused electricity to go straight to his hardness. He removed his mouth from his master's arousal, looking up as he licked his lips.

"I am already yours; my body and soul, down to the very last hair, belong to you, Young Master," Sebastian purred silkily, his chocolate eyes glowing red as a smile graced his lips.

Ciel groaned impatiently, giving a weak glare to his servant. "You know exactly what I mean, Sebastian. You just want to hear me say it, but I refuse to let such lewd statements pass my lips."

Sebastian smirked, leaning down to lick a particularly sensitive part of Ciel's manhood. "Would you please say it, my Lord? I would do whatever you request of me, if only you would say it..." He continued to tease the head with his mouth and tongue, the feeling of which driving Ciel crazy.

"Fine, I'll say it! Just stop... stop doing that!" Ciel gasped out, his body burning up. "I want you to f-fuck me," he whispered, his voice faltering on only one word.

"I would be most obliged, my Lord." Sebastian brought two fingers up to Ciel's lips, smirk ever present on his own lips. "Get these wet, if you would."

Ciel took the digits into his mouth, sucking on them. His tongue curled around them and pushed between them, making sure to thoroughly soak them. Satisfied, Sebastian removed them from his master's mouth, bringing them down between the boy's legs. His index finger teased the rosy ring of flesh, running back and forth over it before slowly pushing inside. Ciel groaned, the feeling strange but not entirely unpleasant. Sebastian began moving it in and out, flexing the digit inside. After a while of this, the second finger joined the first. He scissored them to stretch the hole. His fingers explored the inside, pressing into a spot which elicited a loud moan from Ciel. Finally, he withdrew his fingers, feeling painfully hard. Ciel whimpered at the loss, his eyes opening a fraction to look over at his butler. Sebastian repositioned himself between the boy's legs pressing the tip of his hardness against the opening.

Ciel moaned, feeling as though he would die from impatience. "Just do it already," he whined pitifully, grabbing onto Sebastian's tie. Sebastian slowly pushed into him, drawing soft mewls from his master's lips. He took his time, careful not to hurt him as he buried himself fully in Ciel's heat. He waited a few moments too long for Ciel, who yanked on his tie. "Don't make me repeat myse—"

Sebastian cut him off by swiftly pulling out and thrusting back in. His words were replaced with moans, and he pulled on the tie until Sebastian was leaning over him. Sebastian kissed Ciel softly, pumping in and out, groaning in pleasure at how tight his master was. Ciel's moans were muffled in the kiss, though they got louder as Sebastian's thrusts became faster and harder. Sebastian could barely control himself; he was losing all restraint, finally being able to do what he desired most to do with his master. One hand reached down in between him to take hold of Ciel's arousal, moving his hand on it in time with his own thrusts. Ciel cried out, hand flying up and around Sebastian's neck, clinging tightly to him. The thrusts became more frantic, picking up pace as he felt himself being pushed closer to the edge. Ciel's moans filled Sebastian's ears, and all he knew was his master; how he smelled, how he felt, overwhelmed the butler. He felt Ciel's heat tightening up around his member before the boy came. His seed coated both of their stomachs, his moans coming out breathily. Sebastian found himself pushed over the edge, and he buried himself fully once more before releasing his load. He groaned as the aftershocks washed over him. They stayed like that for a few moments to catch their breath. Slowly, Sebastian pulled out and laid beside Ciel.

Ciel pressed close to Sebastian, his eyes falling shut as exhaustion finally won out. Sebastian pulled the blankets up over them before curling his arms around his master. Ciel sighed, breathing in the scent of his butler and burying his face in the crook of his neck. "Sebastian, stay," he murmured.

"Of course, my Lord," Sebastian whispered as he pressed his lips to the top of Ciel's head. With that confirmation, Ciel fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.