So, I know it's passed two in the morning. I was planning to update earlier in the evening, but I had a seriously bitching migraine and I had to lay own for quite some time today. Anyway, while I had terrible writer's block for the last chapter, I had already planned out how this chapter was going to go down, loosely. And when I say loosely, I mean I had a vague idea of what I wanted to happen. I don't really plan it out to much, I just let my fingers type the words that come to me. I mean, I have a very loose skeleton of how I want things to go, but they don't always go the way I originally plan. Anyway, it's three in the morning, I'm extremely tired but I wanted to keep my promise to you, my sweet readers, and I am rambling. Er, what else do I have to say? Huh, well, I guess nothing, except that I really really hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I loved writing it. Please do tell me your exact thoughts and reactions to it, I would love to hear. This was all last minute ideas that I had to get down on paper before they left me. So, sorry if it sucks! I adore you all, and please enjoy~!

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4everKing: I'm really happy that you love the garden scene, even though I think it sucks, haha. I think that this chapter will be much better.

garryxmrchairfan: Well, in all my Kuroshitsuji fanfictions, there will be SebaxCiel, so never fear! I will however throw in another pairing with that, instead of focusing solely on those two lovebirds, as much as I do so love them as a pair. Okay, maybe I lied about the first part, I was thinking about a CielxAlois pairing where the two have lots of delicious hate sex, while Sebastian would be Alois' guardian, and Claude Ciel's, and I wouldn't really want to ruin the plotline, but I will let you know that Ciel is only using Alois for... Well, that's all I am going to say, you might just have to read that fanfiction later to find out~ Though, it won't be my NEXT fanfiction. Nope, my next fanfiction will have SebaxCiel and ClaudexAlois. Anyway, I'm glad you thought it was cute, and I am truly happy that you think of me as a good writer. It only makes me want to work harder to get better, because really, while I have the burning passion to write, I do it solely for other's to enjoy. I'll stop rambling on now, and let you get to reading this delicious chapter!

Remember, I appreciate all of my readers. You all hold my heart~!

Chapter 12

Cats and Requests

"No, I absolutely refuse your request," Ciel's voice was cold and hard, filled with vehemence. He stood in his study, wearing a handsome black suit with blue accents, a blue rose stuck through a button hole. He crossed his arms over his chest and stared daggers at his butler with his uncovered eye, which so matched the color of the rose. He tapped his foot impatiently, his glare hard. "What is running through your mind that you would even think that it would be perfectly all right for you to ask such a thing of me? Have you gone utterly mad?" Ciel's voice was nearing shouting range, a sign that he was angry, but not angry enough for Sebastian to stop pushing his case. The time to retreat would be when his master's voice softened until it was dangerously silky; those were the times that he knew Ciel had something dreadful up his expensive sleeves.

"Why, Young Master, I only thought that if you truly loved me, you could do this one small favour for me..." Sebastian was kneeling in front of Ciel, looking up at the boy through his dark lashes. He watched with satisfaction as a deep blush spread over Ciel's cheeks. The boy shifted his weight and huffed, feeling completely embarrassed at the confessions of last night now that he wasn't in that enchanting garden. He wished so profusely hard for it all to have been a dream, but he could only be so lucky.

Ciel pursed his lips, his fingers digging into his palms as his fists were shoved under either armpit. "I could say the same for you. If you 'truly loved me', as you say, you would not try to force upon me this request." He spat the word, turning away from his butler and stomping over to his chair, which he plopped down in. "Now, if you don't mind, I have work to do." He spun his chair to face the window, his face completely red now. He was mortified at saying the l-word so casually. He could not believe that he spilled his heart and soul to his demon butler last night. He groaned inwardly, wishing for the umpteenth time that it had only been a dream.

"It is because I love you," Sebastian murmured, standing from his kneeling position.

"I beg your pardon?" Ciel said, turning his chair with his foot to look his butler in the eye.

Sebastian cleared his throat, staring straight into his master's rose blue orb unwaveringly as he said once again, "It is because I love you that I wish you to fulfill my one and only request."

The shock of the statement rippled through the young boy. Ciel sucked his bottom lip into his mouth and began worrying it between his teeth, willing his blush to fade from his face.

"If you would only please consider it, Young Master... It would make me quite happy, and I should never again ask for such a thing from you..." Sebastian's perfect face contorted into the most beautiful pleading, begging pout.

Ciel sighed, tossing his arms up in defeat. "Fine, I will consider it." He spun his chair back to facing the window as he leaned his head back into the plush cushions. "Now bring me chocolate cake."

Fingers tapping on the wooden desk made Sebastian freeze outside of the door to his master's study. He pulled out his pocket-watch and checked the time, seeing that it was around bedtime for his young master. He looked at the door, chewing his lip as he debated whether or not he wanted to incur the wrath of the small boy. There was no sign hanging on the door, but Sebastian wasn't sure if he wanted to take his chances.

A muffled sigh from within filtered through the door, before a voice called out, "I know you are there, so you might as well come in."

Sebastian hesitated a moment more before opening the door. "Young Master, is something troubling you—" Sebastian stopped short, his jaw dropping and his eyes flying open. He was stunned into silence, and couldn't even think straight. The sight before him was completely surprising—as well as arousing. He could feel his trousers growing tight.

Leaning against the front of his desk was Ciel. Upon his head sat two silky looking cat ears and a headpiece with lace and blue roses; attached to his rump was a furry black tail. Sebastian took his time to take in the whole outfit; the boy was clad in tight, curve hugging short shorts, which were left undone. His slender legs were encased in thigh highs which frilled out at the tops, and on his feet were heeled shoes, higher than he normally wore. Sebastian's eyes trailed back up Ciel's body, stopping to admire his torso. His master was wearing a black vest, with only one button pushed through it's hole, and on his upper arms were puffy cuffs that looked like they should be attached to a dress shirt. His neck was adorned with a tight black collar, a sapphire encrusted bell hanging from it. His face was painted with humiliation, embarrassment, and damaged pride. He fidgeted, his fingers still tapping on the desk—in nervousness, not anger, Sebastian now realised.

Ciel cleared his throat, turning his head so that Sebastian could see his full face, and where would normally be a black silk eyepatch, sat one with a large silken blue rose sewn onto it. He worried his bottom lip between his teeth, his eye looking at the carpet as if it were the most intriguing thing to him, and parted his lips to speak.

"The more I thought about your request, the more I dreaded it. I did not realise that you had already the outfit you wanted me to wear... When I went snooping through your room, I did not expect to see this lain out so carefully. I thought that I was only being selfish, and that it was one silly request that I was blowing out of proportion, so I decided that I could tuck my pride away once more, if it was for you..." He sucked in a deep breath, his cheeks coloring even more. "If It is for you, I will do anything..."

Sebastian tried to find words. He stood their silently too long for his master though, and the color drained from the young boy's face. "You don't like it. It looks bad on me. I shouldn't have—"

The words were swallowed up by Sebastian's lips claiming his. The kiss was so fiery and passionate that it shocked Ciel into not responding—at least for a few seconds. He returned the kiss with such a force that he surprised himself, his hands reaching up to grip the lapel of Sebastian's tailcoat.

Between kisses, Sebastian began murmuring to Ciel with a husk filled voice. "So arousing... Your vest is hardly buttoned, your shorts are undone, you look so indecent... The fact that you would dress yourself like this to surprise me turns me on so much... You have no idea. I could barely contain myself from attacking you when you were just standing there, and then you opened your mouth for that long-winded explanation..." He stopped talking when he heard his belt unbuckle, and he pulled away from the kiss, looking down in shock.

Ciel refused to meet his gaze, and his cheeks colored profusely. "Everyone is in bed by now, except for us..." He wet his lips with his tongue, shame burning across his face. "I want you to take me, Sebastian. Right here, on my desk, in this outfit. And I want you to leave the door open."

Once again, Ciel had managed to shock Sebastian beyond words. Finally, slowly, the younger looked up into the chocolate eyes that he held so dear, murmuring, "And that is an order, Sebastian."

A slow smirk spread over Sebastian's lips. His silky voice seemed to wrap around Ciel as he whispered. "My body and soul, down to the last hair on my head, belong to you, Young Master. I could never deny such a request."

And then they were kissing; Sebastian shoved Ciel back onto the desk as the boy's arms flailed out to knock everything off of the surface and onto the floor. He curled a leg around Sebastian's waist, guiding the older male's hand to the shorts. "Rip them, enough so that you can fit through them... I am not wearing any undergarments."

Sebastian shivered at the command as he complied, ripping a big enough hold for his manhood to fit through. True to his word, Ciel was in fact not wearing anything that would hinder his access. He reached his hand into the front of the shorts to release his master's erect member from the confines. His thumb ran over the tip, teasing the weeping slit while his other hand undid his own pants. He pushed his pants and undergarments down enough so that his manhood could pop out. Ciel lifted his legs and placed his ankles atop of the older male's shoulders, easing his rump to the edge of the desk. Sebastian pressed himself against the opening, causing a heady moan of anticipation to rip from Ciel's lips.

"Now, Young Master, you do have to attempt some semblance of quiet. If you cannot, I may have to muffle your moans with my own mouth." Sebastian smiled deviously. "Think of it as a game: if you make more than five loud noises, I get to pound into you mercilessly for five minutes. The challenge with that is you have to attempt to keep quiet for the whole five minutes. If you cannot, I will have no choice but to punish you."

Ciel bit his bottom lip and nodded his head, his body tensing up in excitement at the promise of a good fucking. He rocked his hips, making Sebastian's member rub roughly against the rosy ring of flesh. He smirked when a groan flew from his butler's lips.

"Teasing, are we? Oh, that won't do." He leaned forward to whisper in Ciel's ear, his breath sending pleasant shivers dancing over the boy's skin. "Oh, and one more thing—I won't make this easy for you. What kind of butler would I be if I could not make a game challenging enough for my master?"

Sebastian thrust his hips forward, his member fully and swiftly sheathing itself to the base inside of Ciel's tight hole. He pulled back out and angled himself so that he hit that sweet bundle of nerves every time he entered. Ciel's control began slipping as more than whimpers and mewls began to slip past his lips. "S-Sebastian," he moaned heavily the name of his tormentor and lover.

Sebastian grinned his Cheshire cat smirk, tilting his head to the side. "I do believe that counts as one, Young Master. Do try to contain yourself."

True to his promise, Sebastian was not making this easy on his young lover; though he was moving quite slow, he was sheathing his manhood so deeply in a hard thrusting manner that Ciel could barely stand it. He bit his tongue, but that did not stop the moan from coming out. A string of whispered expletives left his lips, and he closed his exposed eye, willing himself to have more control. Of course, with Sebastian as a lover, that was damn near impossible. Too soon, Ciel had made more than five loud noises. Sebastian leaned forward and pressed a kiss against the younger male's lips.

"Prepare yourself," were the only words of warning he gave before he started mercilessly pumping in and out of Ciel. He moved so fast and hard that the young boy thought he was going to lose his mind with how crazy it felt. He was pushed over the edge, his walls clenching around Sebastian's member as every nerve and muscle in his body was on fire with how powerful his orgasm was. His seed spurted up and coated his butler's tailcoat. He lost all control of his body as loud moans wrenched from his lips; he called Sebastian's name over and over, his pupils dilating immensely.

When the five minutes were up, Sebastian slowed his pace, tilting his head to the side. "My my, Young Master, it is seems you have failed our little challenge. It is time for your punishment," his voice was dangerously sexy, and he yanked his gloves off with his teeth. His nails grazed over every inch of Ciel's exposed flesh, before he pulled his hand back and smacked his master roughly on the rump. Ciel yelped in surprise, though the pain was not entirely unpleasant.

"And now we shall continue our game..." Sebastian once again began thrusting agonizingly slow into his master.

Ciel groaned tiredly, curling up into the fetal position and pushing himself into Sebastian's side. "Damn you," he muttered. His arse hurt from being repeatedly smacked, but he was grateful that all three servants were heavy sleepers and had heard nothing.

Sebastian chuckled, running his fingers through his master's hair. "I do believe you started it," he murmured softly, his eyes alight with amusement.

Ciel scoffed. "I did not expect you to take it so far, and to drag it on for so long. What time is it anyway?"

Sebastian checked his pocket-watch before announcing that it was 3:15 in the morning. Ciel groaned again. "You came into my study at 8. You dragged it out for seven hours," the boy moaned. "How can you have so much stamina?"

Another chuckle resounded in Sebastian's chest as he shook his head. "It is entirely your fault for enticing me so much, Young Master. Now please do get some sleep."

Ciel sighed, muttering darkly as many expletives he could think of. He felt Sebastian's lips brush his ear as the older man whispered the words of his confession once again to the boy, even calling him by his name. Ciel's cheeks flushed, and he muttered "Idiot," before rolling over and pressing his back into Sebastian's chest.