Ciel awoke, taken back by the demon that had his arms wrapped around him. Sebastian's eyes were already open, watching him with interest. 'You got yourself pretty excited,' He commented with a wry smile, stroking the younger demon's sticky leg. 'Quite a wet dream you had, thrashing about and yelling.'

Ciel buried his face into the pillow out of embarrassment, because he'd shown himself to be so weak.

'Hey Ciel, maybe I could make you thrash about and yell, if only you'd let me...' Sebastian purred, his voice suggestive, looking down into the younger demon's scarlet eyes.

'Pervert,' Ciel muttered, and stood up, forgetting that he was naked.

'Nice view,' Sebastian commented, smiling.

'You're a pervert,' The younger demon retorted, blushing and pulling the covers away from Sebastian to cover himself. There was a tiny part of him that loved hearing these words from Sebastian's mouth, that loved to be dominated.

'Only because I always wake up with an erection,' He confirmed, sitting up and stretching.

'It's cold, why did you have to take the covers away?' he whined, reaching for his clothes.

'Because you made me get naked, that's why. You were never so annoying when you were a butler...'

'That's because I'd taken the role of a butler. Butlers are polite and courteous. Demons are not.' He explained, dressing.

'Well what are most demons like?' Ciel asked, reaching for his clothes.

'They speak their minds and demand what they want. They have no consideration for others.'

Ciel spun around, only half dressed. 'Oh yeah? So what do you want then?'

Standing up, fully suited, Sebastian replied. 'You, I want you Ciel Phantomhive.'

By then, the younger demon had stopped listening, becoming consumed in trying to button his shirt.

'Can you help me get dressed please?' He asked, looking quite embarrassed.

'Of course, my lor- Sorry, force of habit,' Sebastian answered, flapping his hands as if to wave off the words. He walked over to Ciel, and buttoned his shirt, and helped him step into his trousers.

'No underwear?' The older demon asked.

'I don't care for it,' He replied, looking away vaguely.

'Maybe I should take a page out your book,' Sebastian taunted, doing up Ciel's boots and standing up.

'Do what you want, I'm not bothered,' Ciel grumbled, looking away to hide the fierce blush on his face. He only preyed that Sebastian didn't notice the tent that was his crotch.

They walked a few hours longer, eventually stumbling across a small village.

'Sebastian, do you actually know where we're going? Where even is hell?' Ciel asked, kicking a stone at a wall, unknowingly sending cracks rippling through it.

'It lies deep within every human,' The older demon explained. 'Deep inside their hearts where the light cannot reach. We demons are the manifestation of their hatred, and we reside in the hell inside their hearts. Not all hearts are a safe gateway though, seeing as they all lead to the same place. The weaker forces have been known to collapse, meaning that it's a big risk to use them.'

'So how do we get inside their hearts?'

'We feed on their souls.'

Ciel did a double take, face contorting slightly in horror. 'I'm not being a butler!' He cried, shielding himself with his arms, as if it were some kind of disease.

'You don't have to be,' Sebastian reassured, slightly distanced. 'We can just take them.'

Those words disgusted him. Taking souls... They were disgusting, even if of the highest standard. He still craved the soul of Ciel Phantomhive, the soul that no longer existed. He thought it trashy to just take souls, it caused fights with the grim reapers and they were undercooked. For a proper meal, he had to nurture the hate inside of them, submerge them in the darkness and rip them apart, just for good measure. Ciel's soul had been that of the finest quality, so innocent and pure despite the black aura of the host. He'd sampled all kinds of souls in the past, but none of them compared to Ciel. Not even close to the value. The thought of simply taking souls repulsed Sebastian, who preferred to dine on high quality specimens, but he was half starved, and needed the gateway that it opened. Every day, he felt himself grow hungrier. He felt the waves of nausea hit him harder each hour, and the tiniest of cuts seared with pain. If he didn't eat, he'd die.

'So you're can just take them? Without a contract?'

'That's correct.'

'Great, which one do I eat?' Ciel asked, scanning the area. The streets were busy, with people bustling about in every direction. Plenty of choice.

'Try smelling them. You should be able to tell by their presence or aura which one suits you most.' The older demon advised, also scanning the area for a soul that lived up to his expectations. As predicted, there were none, except a young, dark haired boy who sat in the corner, begging. Whilst it wasn't the finest quality out there, it was definitely the best smelling and had the tightest bond to its host.

'I want the kid in the corner,' Ciel spoke up, pointing to the boy that Sebastian had chosen.

'You can't have him, he's mine,' He argued, surprised that Ciel had chosen the same boy out of hundreds.

'Why can't you just choose somebody else?'

'Because I choose him.'

'But I choose him.'

'Well you can't choose him because I choose him!' Sebastian smiled; he was just winding the younger demon up now.

'Okay, well I'll choose a sexy man then, seduce him then take his soul!' Ciel announced, trying to sound threatening.

'You couldn't do that,' He pointed out. 'You still look about 12.'

He faltered. 'Well I want the kid!'

'We'll split him,' Sebastian concluded, smiling deviously. 'It's better to travel in numbers anyway.'

'Split him?' The younger demon was surprised, Sebastian wasn't the type to share.

'For a price of course. I'll give you half if you pleasure me.' His eyes glowed red in the sunlight, flashing against his place skin.

'It depends what kind of pleasure,' Ciel countered, licking his lips. He knew exactly what he wanted, but he wanted to hear him say it.

'We'll decide should strike before sunset,' The older demon instructed, leaping into the air.

'Wait, I haven't agreed yet!' The younger demon cried, jumping after him.

'Too late, I have. My vote counts for two seeing as I'm one hell of a butler!'

'Sebastian, I forgot to ask... How do we eat his soul?' Ciel asked a while later, whilst walking through the town to find the kid.

'We kiss him, in a special way,' He replied, looking around.

'How? How do I know that you're not just going to trick me and take his soul yourself?'

'You don't, and that's what makes it exciting.' Sebastian smiled, and pulled Ciel into a secluded back alley, where the light didn't reach.

Pulling the younger demon into his arms, they locked mouths. Because of the height difference, Ciel was pulled up with his back against the wall, wrapping his legs around Sebastian involuntarily. He struggled slightly against his grip, eyes wide open, trying to comprehend what was happening. The older demon pulled back slightly, so that he could speak.

'Stop struggling,' He murmured, before closing in again. The way he kissed was... Enchanting. It made Ciel want to give himself away to the demon, to sacrifice himself.

Sebastian, whilst enjoying himself, felt a pang of bitterness. He should of done this a long time ago, when there was a soul still in the boy, like he was supposed to. The tiniest of tastes drove him wild, because of his hunger, and Ciel, whilst hollow, still held traces of his former being. Sebastian could feel himself getting hard beneath Ciel, which made him only want to kiss deeper. By now, his prey had given up on struggling, and had submitted to his dominance.

Upon a cool hand snaking up his back, the younger demon gasped, giving Sebastian a chance to enter his mouth. Everything tasted so much more vivid, every lick sending electricity down his spine. Ciel's soul would have been a fine one; one worth waiting for. The older demon planned to take everything he could from Ciel, he'd take his being, his innocence, what soul he had left, and he'd take his life for his own. He'd own Ciel.

They broke apart a few minutes later, both gasping for breath and electrified. Ciel slipped down from Sebastian's weakening grasp, folding his arms and trying to look stern.

'Are you going to tell me what that was all about?' He demanded weakly, shifting his position.

'What are you on about? I was teaching you how to harvest a soul of course!' He turned his head away to hide his eyes, which were glowing red with passion and arousal. He knew the lie was pitiful, but that had been his intentions, sort of. Until he'd tasted the soul that he'd craved for so long.

'Right,' The younger demon shrugged it off, turning away. 'We should get going, or we'll never get to hell.'

Their target, a boy called Casper Hills, sat in the corner of a quiet street, a few coppers clutched in his hand. It was clear that he was half asleep, so he didn't notice when he was approached.

Sebastian crouched down beside him, lifting his chin up with a finger.

'You look hungry,' He murmured, using his charm to entice the boy, who looked up in surprise.

'We can strike a deal if you'd like,' He continued, a demonic smile on his face.

'Give me and my friend half an hour of pleasure, and we'll pay you handsomely.'

The boy nodded uncertainly, holding out his hand as if under a spell.

'We'll pay you afterwards,' Sebastian put his lips onto the boy's, forcing him to open his mouth straight away. His tongue snaked its way into his mouth, tasting the very essence of his soul and being. It wasn't a bad specimen, but still came way under his preferences. He demanded only the best.

Sebastian began sucking the soul from the boy, whose half lidded expression drifted away, rendering him unconscious. Helpless. He had to admit, it felt good to be eating again, after so long without a meal. He could feel some of his strength coming back with every mouthful, his blood racing through his veins. It was then that he remembered that he'd promised Ciel half, and so he reluctantly withdrew. His legs trembled as he stood up, gesturing that it was Ciel's turn.

'Thanks,' The younger demon muttered, taking Sebastian's place at the boy's lips. He knew what he had to do, rather like an instinct. Intuition maybe.

He opened the boy's mouth, entering it with his tongue. He could taste where Sebastian had been, a thought that made his heart beat a little faster. The soul inside didn't really taste of much, not like human food. It was the life force that he could taste, the energy and life flooding inside of him. He'd chosen this boy because of his relentless will to live, despite the circumstances.

There was almost nothing left inside of him to eat; Sebastian must of got carried away. But he'd left him something, and they'd open the portal. As he drained the last drop of life force from the host, a black light erupted from his chest. Sebastian was beside him, dropping some of his blood into the light.

'You do the same,' He instructed, squeezing his wound. Ciel complied, biting his hand and letting it weep over the heart of boy he'd eaten. The black light expanded, becoming a whirlpool of dark energy.

Sebastian grabbed Ciel by the wrist, pulling him forward into the light. 'Here we go,' He shouted, tucking a bag of gold into the dead boy's hands like he'd promised, before jumping in, Ciel in tow.

Here is an extra long chapter to say thank you for the reviews and the wait! I really hope you like it guys, I really appreciate the reviews and your thoughts on the story! See you guys before Tuesday!

~HelixLawliet