I seriously can't believe I'm doing this.. I never do this. I never update so soon. Gah, but you guys were so stoked about the cliffhanger and I felt terrible Dx I hate when there's cliffhangers right before a lemon. And that's what this is folks. Nothing but lemon.
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Warning: Explicit Content.
Ciel Phantomhive was almost positive that his heart was about to explode. The organ in question thumped frantically in his chest, threatening to break through his ribcage with every beat. Desire washed through him hot and heavy, but all the teen could think about was the impossible nature of Sebastian's lips on his.
It was different than last time. Their previous kiss remained spotted within his memories, clouded by the harsh fog of intoxication, but this, this was vastly different. Everything lingered in brilliantly focused clarity. He could taste the dark sweetness of power and corruption, the faint burst of something spicy and wild, something untamed.
But the brush of his butler's mouth only fed the fire. Suddenly, it wasn't enough. Delicate fingers gripped the elder's tie, pulling him impossibly close, a sharp gasp pulling from the Earl's lips as their torsos met. The heat of the demon's flesh against Ciel's body through the thin material of their clothes made the teen murmur softly, his body shifting against the man in front of him. Sebastian took the opportunity to dart his tongue into the younger man's mouth, making the teen groan in approval.
Ciel had never dreamed that it could be this way, that it would feel like an unstoppable whirlwind of demanding passion, growing hotter with every touch, every movement. He never imagined the way he would reject the necessity of air just to keep kissing the enigma before him. The teen prided himself on his steely resolve, the proper nature he held above all things, the control he exercised on a daily basis, but there was no stopping the pent up desire that'd been unleashed.
The demon glided his tongue smoothly across the lower lip of his companion, tasting the sweetness of the danish he'd made earlier, the slightly bitter twang of cherry, but as his tongue explored the hot cavern of Ciel's mouth, he found what he was searching for. An indescribable burst of flavor coated the demon's palate as the taste of Ciel's soul overwhelmed him. The ancient barely held back the moan of pure bliss that threatened to break free at the taste of that delectable soul. The anger, the hate, the innocence but below it all was something that hadn't been there the last time they kissed.
Below all the negativity, Sebastian could taste the purity of something almost completely unknown to him, he could taste the growing affection that Ciel held for him above all beings, the love that the Earl of Phantomhive had tried so desperately to hide and keep secret.
The truth shocked the immortal to his very core and without thinking, he pulled away from the teen to look down at him, the bewilderment he felt apparent on his face. The bittersweet taste of the boy's love, his affection and his trust, sat stark against the demon's tastebuds. He thought for the briefest moment that such a thing would disgust him, that the sickly sweet nature of it would crush everything, but as Sebastian stared down into the teen's face, he realized that it proved to be just the opposite.
Sebastian made no qualms about the doubt he held in his heart for ever being able to return Ciel's sentiment, especially with the path that their relationship was bound to take, but as he gazed wantingly at those kiss swollen lips and the dilated pupils of his contracted, desire reigned supreme.
Twin pools stared up at the ancient behind a glassy sheen of lust, sending the immortal reeling. He was exquisite, beautifully broken, so misguided, and he belonged to Sebastian. The demon within roared with triumph. Brief flashes of the Viscount and of Elizabeth darted crossed the demon's conscious, but he pushed them away with a growl before reclaiming the teen's lips.
Ciel remained partially submerged in surprise. The look of confusion that crossed the man's face when he pulled away was startling. The teen had stood waiting, utterly breathless, for Sebastian to turn and walk away, to leave him standing there like a fool, but he didn't. Soft, demanding lips were once again molded to his own, and Ciel could do nothing but respond.
Despite his own inexperience, Ciel replied with obvious enthusiasm, stroking his tongue sensuality against Sebastian's, daring the demon to take the next step. But Sebastian was not a creature to back down from any challenge. This much was apparent when relentless fingers gripped the boy's hips and lifted him up onto the desk, causing Ciel to yelp against the taller man's lips.
Papers of nearly meaningless importance crumpled below the teen, some falling from the now over crowded surface, but Ciel paid them no mind. He could think of nothing but Sebastian, nothing but the heat and the fire and the way he wished the demon would rip his clothes off and pleasure him until the ache in his groin was satisfied.
A disappointed whine escaped the younger man's lips as Sebastian pulled away, and he could hear the man chuckle low in his throat. Mismatched eyes fluttered open to look at the demon standing tall above him. He appeared so powerful, so in control, but as Ciel really looked at him, he began to see just how affected the man in black really was; with his rumpled collar, the rhythm of his breathing, and the intense way his eyes glowed. The demon had eyes for only him.
"Why did you stop?"
An animalistic growl threatened to break free of the immortal's throat as he stared down at the teen. Desire hung heavy in the air, and Ciel's question drove away any doubt about what the blue haired male wanted, but how far was to far? In all truthfulness, he wanted to take the teen, to bury himself so deep within the youth's body that he would never again doubt who he belonged to. The elder would be lying of he said that it was only his demonic nature talking. He longed for the creamy smoothness of Ciel's skin, the sound of his cries, but not of pain. Sebastian wanted to absolutely ruin the teen for anybody else.
As Sebastian stared at the teenage Earl, He realized with a start that he wanted to absolutely wreck the younger man with pleasure. He wanted to leave him panting, ragged and desperate; begging for anything the immortal would give him. Sebastian wanted to take him apart one piece at a time, to watch him come completely unraveled below the touch of a darker being.
He wanted to corrupt him.
Sebastian ignored his soon to be lover's question and leaned forward, dragging his warm lips across the smooth plane of Ciel's cheek, letting the heat of his breath caress the boy's flesh. The effect was instantaneous. The demon could hear the precise moment that Ciel's heartbeat sped up, could feel the heat of his blush as the teen flushed a pleasant shade of pink.
A smile curved the immortal's lips and he glided his mouth along the delicate length of his Master's jaw, once again finding himself rewarded with a faint whimper.
It was like a drug, watching the blue haired male this way. Always so prim and proper, so in control, suddenly at his mercy. Sebastian relished the control he had, the flux of power that made him want to take everything the younger man had to offer and still demand more. Ciel was buzzing with anticipation, trembling below his touch, and the demon hadn't even taken his gloves off.
Coy lips stopped just below the Earl's ear, a smile curving the demon's mouth as he gave the teen a gentle nip, "What can I do for you, my Lord?"
Ciel's eyes went wide as the soft pur of Sebastian's voice caressed his senses, a small shiver racing down the teen's spine as the vibrations of his butler's mouth glided across his skin. Sensation was quickly drowning out any sort of logic that he'd once held and as Ciel sat in front of the object of his affections, he could no longer remember why he had to stay away from Sebastian, why it would be a bad idea to let the demon touch and kiss and do whatever he wanted to the Earl's body. Beneath it all, Ciel Phantomhive couldn't find a single reason to protest. All logical thought, any sense of morality or shortcomings had disappeared, and as the immortal being continued to tease the sensitive flesh of his throat with those sinfully wicked lips, Ciel realized that his pride was nowhere to be found.
The immortal pulled away to look down at him and Ciel couldn't stop the shameless spilling of his thoughts, "Fuck me, please, I want you to fuck me, Sebastian."
The once playful air surrounding the demon darkened and a possessive growl ripped from his throat as he grabbed the teen, pulling them flush together, chest to chest before the darkness consummed them both, pulling them through the very walls. Sebastian could feel the exact moment the teen tensed against him, but the elder wasn't surprised. It wasn't often that the ancient chose to use his power in front of his Master, per the teen's unspoken order, but there was no time to take him back to the Master suite and Sebastian didn't want to risk being discovered. Hearing the teen speak in such a way, hearing the quiver of his voice, the obvious longing, the heated desperation as he purposefully used the word fuck. It was to much for Sebastian to ignore, to much for his patience to endure. Twining coils of darkness gave a parting caress against the demon's flesh dropping the pair on the Earl's overly large bed, leaving behind no trace of anything supernatural or otherwise.
Startled eyes stared up at Sebastian when he pulled back, but Ciel said nothing to stop him as the man once again lowered his head, pressing kisses to the teen's exposed throat. Electric bolts of foreign pleasure raced through Ciel's veins and he couldn't stop himself from the utterly submissive way he gasped the butler's name, the way his fingers reached up to twine in the immortal's hair, to cradle his head as the other man gripped his shirt with a growl, ripping it open with little effort.
The teen should've felt more afraid, especially considering the way the demon tore his clothes as if they were nothing but inconvenience, ignoring the broken silence as buttons scattered across the floor. But ironically, he didn't. The same hands that now shamelessly wandered his newly exposed flesh had killed for him on multiple occasions. Those hands cooked his food, massaged his scalp, taught him the violin, and well as so many thousands of other things that the teen couldn't even begin think of. But in truth, Ciel had never felt more safe.
It wasn't like last time. If he told Sebastian to stop, he would, no questions asked. Without even having talked about it, Ciel knew this. He knew that Sebastian wouldn't harm him more than necessary, that he wouldn't inflict further damage to him. Of all the things Sebastian was, he wasn't a rapist.
All forms of thought were suddenly driven away as those plush lips wrapped around one of the younger man's nipples, a harsh suck pulling a startled cry from Ciel's throat. He couldn't think as that sinister mouth lavished him with attention, the demon's tongue swirling around the excited peak, his fingers splayed across the Earl's ribs.
A fresh burst of cool air washed over his sweetly tortured nipple as Sebastian released it from his mouth with a soft pop. The teen gazed up at him, ready to once again ask why he'd stopped, but as Ciel looked to the demon, his mouth went dry.
The elder no longer looked perfect and unaffected. His cheeks were faintly flushed, his hair messy, and his clothes were wrinkled beyond explanation, but that wasn't what caught the teen's attention. Somewhere, between Sebastian kissing his neck and the demon releasing his nipple, he'd managed to unbutton his own uniform and shed his signature white gloves. The garment sat loosely on his shoulders, exposing the perfectly crafted expanse of his torso. The skin there was just as pale and flawless as the rest of him, hard planes of lean muscle sculpted across his midsection. How nobody ever suspected him of being more than human, the teen would never know.
Ciel sat up slowly, entirely bewitched by his butler's partial state of undress. He'd never seen Sebastian naked, or even without a shirt, and for some reason, the sight of it shocked him. He was absolutely beautiful, pale and perfect. His body was thin and lean, but the teen would've never mistaken him for weak.
Hesitant fingers slowly came forward and the teen laid his fingers over the demon's heartbeat, the frantic fluttering in his stomach making it hard to breathe. The immortal's skin was soft, smooth and exceedingly hot, but beneath it all, Ciel would feel the steady pulse of hidden power. It was all he could do not to gasp and jerk his hand away. The feeling was nothing he'd ever felt before, it was like pure lightning encased in the finest silk, raw power held at bay by nothing more than fragile human flesh.
And it turned Ciel on more than he thought possible.
It was as if a switch had been flicked on and suddenly the teen was practically attacking the demon. Previously shy lips latched on to Sebastian's neck, sucking and nipping at the steady pulse there. Unlike before, he could feel the power now, the magic just below his lips, and it made him moan. He no longer felt shy, and the teen showed it by shoving the shirt from the demon's shoulders, his hands running desperately over the heated flesh of Sebastian's shoulders.
The blue haired teen felt the faint vibrations of Sebastian's growl before merciless fingers gripped his hips and held him still as Sebastian ground his pelvis against Ciel's, making the younger man gasp with pleasure. He could feel the thick column of Sebastian's erection against his own aching arousal, and the sheer pleasure of their contact was absolute bliss. Even through the remaining layers of clothing, the teen could feel the heat of his demon, the nature of his excitement.
Delicate fingers wound in the ebony locks of Sebastian's hair and Ciel pulled him back in for a kiss as they rutted against each other. The kiss was messy, barely contained as they rocked their hips, each brush of their arousals making the teen whimper with desire. Ciel nipped gently at Sebastian's lower lip before tugging the demon's hair, urging him on, but Sebastian needed no encouragement.
Before Ciel could even fully let go of the ravenette's hair, Sebastian was sliding down his body, nipping, kissing and licking a steady path down the teen's stomach. Sebastian stared up at the younger man, echoes of demanding possession racing through his veins as he felt Ciel's muscles jump below his touch, giving away his excited anticipation.
Glowing carmine eyes met those of his contracted as he positioned himself above the Earl's groin. The demon could see the desire of his lover, the desperate way Ciel fought against moving or begging, the way he laid submissive before him, and the sight made the elder groan with unabashed desire.
"Absolutely exquisite."
Ciel appeared ready to question the statement but before he could get the chance, Sebastian lowered his head and nuzzled the thick outline of the younger man's cock. He was rewarded with a loud gasp and a faint whimper as the teen helplessly raised his hips, silently begging for more, but that wasn't what Sebastian wanted. He wanted to hear Ciel beg for him, he wanted to listen to the lust infused tone of his Master as the teen pleaded for his mouth.
Skilled fingers quick with practice unbuttoned Ciel's trousers and slipped them down the teen's shapely legs with minimal effort and the sight before him was worth the wait.
Ciel was thin, small for his size, but he was lovely. His skin was milky white, pale but not sickly so. His face was flushed, strands of his luscious blue hair stuck to his cheeks and his forehead, his pupils blown wide with desperately demanding lust. The teen's lips were dark and kiss swollen, his breathing ragged, but the thing that caught Sebastian's attention was the darkened weeping erection between his legs, nestled in a thin patch of dark curls. The teen wasn't exceedingly large, but it was obvious that he'd hit puberty sooner than most teens. His erection was mostly average, not nearly as impressive as Sebastian's own, but then again he was a demon. A vain demon.
The immortal trailed a single finger up the length of the teen's cock, causing Ciel to let out an absolutely filthy moan, "S-Sebastian."
The demon looked up and smiled coyly at his lover, "So responsive. As I said before, exquisite."
Before he could respond, Sebastian dipped his head and ran his tongue up the length of the younger man's shaft, gracing the thick vein along the bottom with the flat of his tongue. The teen's reaction was instantaneously, the gracious arch of his spine and the absolutely inhuman sound that came from between his lips. It made Sebastian harder than he could ever remember being and without cue or warning, the demon grabbed the hips of his captive, flipping him over.
The smooth expanse of the teen's flawless back was marred only by the deep brand laid against the curve of his waist. It sat proudly against the bluenette's flesh, yet another badge of his honor, his desire to carry on, his strength. Sebastian was sure that the younger man didn't see it that way, but it mattered little what the Earl thought. Sebastian knew his true value.
The demon was pulled away from the tides of sentiment as Ciel squirmed below his gaze, rutting helplessly against the sheets.
"Be patient, young master."
Blue hair spilled across the white linens in a dark halo as his lover turned his head to the side, the teen's cheeks flushed darkly, his arousal apparent as he tried to still his movement. Sebastian was once again reminded that this was the first time Ciel had done something of this nature. The giving of his innocence would be guided by the aid of a demon, a demon that'd marked his soul.
That knowledge alone, that Ciel had never been tasted by anybody else, that nobody had ever seen him this way, submissive and desperate for release, made the darkness within Sebastian sing, deep possession trailing closely behind.
It was these thoughts that lead the immortal, lead him to grab the youth's hips and jerk him up to his knees, watching as his spine dipped gracefully back down to the bed, the Earl's cheek pressed snugly against the fluffy white pillow. Sebastian stared at him, at the flush that seemed to permanently stain the teen's cheeks, at the thin layer of sweat that made his youthful body glisten. The demon stared at his prey, watching the teen tremble faintly with building anticipation and when the ancient could contain himself no more, he tightened his grip on the Earl's hips and dragged his tongue along the cleft between his lover's cheeks
Ciel cried out beneath him, bucking his hips backward in surprised bliss, but Sebastian held him still, his fingers digging deeply into warm ivory flesh as he tongued the teen's entrance, swirling his tongue purposefully against the tight little rosebud. The teen quivered below him, desperately trying to urge his hips back, to get more of Sebastian's hot tongue against his little hole. Unbearable heat consumed the blue haired teen as the elder teased him, just letting the tip of his tongue brush the clenching center.
It was the sweetest torture he'd ever endured, and just as he thought he'd explode from the sheer pleasure of it all, the demon forced his tongue past the tight ring of muscle.
Delicate fingers gripped the sheets and Ciel screamed his cry into the muffling material of his pillow. His body was wracked with tremors, making his muscles jump without warning as Sebastian continued to torment him, content to circle the teen's opening torturously before sliding his tongue inside.
It was to much, and yet, not enough. Ciel was right at the edge, and he could feel the dangerous way he trembled upon the fence, dancing the line just before his orgasm. All he needed was a tiny push, and the teen found himself practically sobbing with his need for release.
The demon growled low in his throat and was met with a soft little cry as the vibrations of his tongue glided across the teen's tortured nerve endings.
Sebastian was not known for being a creature of merciful nature, but as he pulled his mouth away and took in the sight of his contracted, the demon couldn't refuse. Ciel was just as the immortal wanted him, completely wrecked, lost in the sea of sensation, willing to give anything. Sebastian had seen this look many times, perhaps not with his current Master, but with countless humans. The only difference remained that, this time, there was absolutely nothing that Sebastian wanted. He wasn't doing this for power or information, certainly not on the Earl's orders. It remained clear within Sebastian's mind that he chose to do this, that Ciel, quivering and desperate below him, was what he got out of the situation, and the demon was surprised to realize that that's all he wanted.
"Please let me, Sebastian. Let me cum, I need it. Give it to me, please!"
Ciel whimpered as one of Sebastian's hands released him, a dull throb becoming apparent as the blood flow returned. The brief sound of suckling drew the teen's attention for a split second before he was once again distracted by the man behind him as two insistent fingers penetrated his opening.
The flash of pain became muted within his lust struck mind and in this particular setting, Ciel found that he didn't mind it, the slow burn that found him as Sebastian moved the lengthy digit within him, twisting it slowly as if searching for something. It was at this moment that a sharp burst of pleasure shot through his body, making the teen cry out in startled pleasure.
A knowing grin curved Sebastian's lips when he found the teen's prostate. It was almost to easy to make the younger man squirm and squeal, and nothing could've pleased the demon more. Determined fingers dragged themselves over his lover's sensitive bundle of nerves, making Ciel writhe against the sheets, his legs trembling, obviously fighting to keep his hips up high.
Sharp, uneven breaths made the bblue haired teen's chest rise and fall in a ragged and unsteady rhythm, as he raced towards his release. Ciel was certain that his butler could feel his approaching orgasm, as the man quickly wrapped his fingers around the younger male's shaft, pumping him in long, steady strokes.
And that was all it took.
Ciel's eyes went wide and his chest heaved as he gasped for breath, the muscles in his abdomen tightening almost to the point of pain as absolute bliss shot through him. Thick, hot spurts of cum shot from the tip of his cock, painting the sheets in his release before the blue haired teen let his muscles drop, not caring about the mess he was making.
However, Sebastian didn't stop. The immortal avoided Ciel's prostate, knowing that he would be much to sensitive. Fingers skilled with practice quickly stretched Ciel's opening, preparing the younger man for his lover as the youth laid dazed and mentally disconnected within the afterglow of his orgasm.
It was like a spreading fire within the immortal's conscious. He'd done this, rendered the teen absolutely boneless. His tongue, his fingers, that left Ciel in a blissed out daze and as the demon watched awareness slowly flicker back within the mismatched eyes of his lover, he couldn't wait to drag out his pleasure, to render the teen inoperable once again, to wreck him with intensity. Raging desire coursed through the ravenette, an absolute need to take that last step and possess his Master entirely.
For that really was what he would be doing. The teen's soul was his, waiting, ripening like the last peach of the summer. Their contract guaranteed that fact alone, but his companion's kiss also told unspoken secrets. The demon's blackened claws had ensnared the Earl's heart. All that was left was his body, the taste of his flesh and the heat of his embrace.
Sebastian pulled away and shed his trousers along with the loose tie that lingered around his throat, carmine eyes glowing fiercely within the darkness. Though the power of Sebastian's lust urged him to go faster, he had no desire to harm the younger man, and with the demon's size it would be impossible to enter him with just saliva, let alone taking him dry. Sebastian rapidly searched the room, looking for any sort of passible form of lubricant before finally deciding on the massage oils. It would have to do.
Dark eyes took a moment to take in the sight of his master. The teen was delicious as he was, collapsed on his stomach, cheek still pressed to the pillow, but the demon longed to see the bluenette's face as he took him.
Before the raven haired immortal could make a move back towards the teen, Ciel had already rolled onto his back and hesitantly glanced down at his demon. Slitted eyes met mismatched ones in a look of heated passion as Sebastian let out a dark, animalistic growl of dominance. Lean muscles moved in perfect synchronicity beneath flawlessly pale flesh as Sebastian made his way back to bed and crawled up his lover's body, nipping a path up Ciel's thighs, along the curve of his hip and up the length of the teen's torso.
Desire fogged the immortal's thoughts as he slicked his cock with the oil, quickly tossing it away, taking his place between his lover's legs. Sebastian could feel the heat of human flesh as the teen wrapped his shapely legs around the demon's hips, drawing him in closer. There was no doubt in Sebastian's mind that Ciel wanted this, wanted him, but he had to be sure.
Maroon eyes darted up to the Earl's face, "My Lord."
Ciel's eyes fluttered open, revealing the glassy surface of both mismatched irises, "Don't make me beg Sebastian, I just want you. Let me have it."
Restraint vanished in an instant, lingering behind only to urge momentary caution as Sebastian claimed the younger man's lips once more, pushing his tongue past the thin line of shocked resistance as the demon placed the tip of his arousal against the Earl's opening.
Ciel gripped the sheets tightly, gasping as he felt the heat of his demon, pressed intimately up against him. The teen had never thought much about his virginity, it meant little to him as his true virginity had been stolen from him quite some time ago. However, the Earl of Phantomhive couldn't help but to feel that this was right. He held no regret for giving himself to Sebastian, his every faithful companion.
The slow burn of penetration raged through the teen's body as the immortal slowly pushed his hips forward, driving the tip of his length into the youth's tight channel. It was the sweetest torture, the blinding heat that pooled in the pit of Ciel's stomach as he allowed Sebastian to continue sliding inside of him. A sense of completeness captured the younger man's breath as the warm skin of Sebastian's pelvis settled against him. There was nothing like it, the dull throb that only drove the teen's pleasure higher, the unnaturally hot flesh of Sebastian's member, but it was nothing in comparison to the demon pulling his hips back and snapping them forward.
Mismatched eyes went wide and Ciel couldn't stop the cry that escaped his lips, his fists balling up in the sheets as Sebastian set the pace, drawing slowly out of the teen's body with torturous precision before slamming back in to his lover's heat.
There was no longer any hesitation.
Sebastian soon cast away any remainder of hesitancy, leaving Ciel to feel the sudden shift in the merciless rhythm of his thrusts, the way the immortal gripped his legs as he pounded into him, dragging filthy sounds of desire from the Earl's lips.
Ciel's eyes snapped open with a forced gasp as the head of his lover's cock brushed his sweet spot, making the teen arch his spine from the bed. It was unbelievable, the sheer breathlessness that captured him as Sebastian moved above him, holding the teen tightly as the demon drove himself deeper into the Earl's body. Never had his mind felt so offline, so overwhelmed with stimuli.
It became impossible to think of anything besides Sebastian, of the way his muscles moved with flawless abandon as he worked the younger man's body, how the dark black stands of his raven colored hair stuck to his skin as the immortal began to sweat. But more than that, it subtly reminded Ciel that the demon above him was not unaffected. He'd seen Sebastian do many a laborious task without even a single drop of sweat, without a hair out of place, but here and now, he was different.
Another well directed thrust against his prostate made the younger man howl with pleasure and he could no longer stand to think. All he could do was experience, to feel and be felt.
Already tight muscles gripped the ravenette's cock in a sudden squeeze as Ciel clamped down against him, gasping as the sudden shift in feeling. He could suddenly feel it more intensely than ever, every centimeter, every vein, pressed intimately against against the inside of his body.
It was to much, and Ciel suddenly needed Sebastian more than ever. He felt more than naked, beyond emotionally stripped, vulnerable in every sense of the word. How he thought he could hide his love from Sebastian and still do this was immediately beyond him.
Petite limbs strengthened by need gripped the immortal and pulled him down flush against the younger man's torso. Desperation clawed at his stomach, his very nerves as Sebastian buried his face in the teen's neck and latched his mouth just above the steady thump of his erratic pulse, drawing a soft whine from the blue haired teen,
The heat was almost unbearable. It radiated from the demon's body in dense waves, making their bodies slick with sweat. Ciel used that to his advantage, sliding his arms quickly underneath Sebastian's so that he could grab the older man's back. Small cressant moons indented themselves upon the demon's flesh as Ciel dug his nails in deep.
Sebastian growled posseseively against the blue haired male's throat, redoubling his effort as he felt Ciel start to claw his back.
"Sebastian!"
The demon pulled back to stare down at his lover, and as he saw the bluenette's face, his rhythm faltered. Ciel's eyes were blown bigger than Sebastian had ever seen them and the contract glowed the brightest purple within the darkness of the room, sweat covered his forehead, strands of his hair impossibly dark, clinging to his flesh. The teen's cheeks were flushed brightly, his lips kiss swollen, red, and already the blood had begun to bloom across the Earl's throat where the demon had marked him.
"M-my Lord?"
Ciel's eyes widened at the faint stutter, the slip in composure before another well placed thrust against his prostate made him cry out with need.
"I need to- I'm going to- please, Sebastian!"
It took everything the demon had to stop himself from cumming right then. Watching Ciel as he was, rocking against the edge of bliss, all but begging for what he needed. And with that, Sebastian's self control was thrown.
The demon could barely keep control of his human form as he threw away control and thrust mindlessly into his lover's body, the animalistic growls of his creature breaking free without thought as he drove himself deeper and harder into Ciel at speeds that no human could manage.
Below him, Ciel writhed with torturous agony. His prostate was constantly being stimulated, brushed or hit by Sebastian's length with every pump of the demon's hips but it wasn't enough. The teen ground himself helplessly against Sebastian, whimpering mindlessly as he sought much needed friction.
He was almost there, right at the edge and without warning, one of Sebastian's hands slipped between their tightly compressed bodies and gripped Ciel's member, stroking him quickly.
All it took was that first stroke and the bubble immediately burst. White hot pleasure drew his balls up tightly against his body and the younger man could feel the path his orgasm traveled, the build up before he finally screamed in release, calling out his butler's name as thick ropes of his pleasure coated their stomachs.
Sebastian wasn't far behind. Seeing Ciel come undone, the way he said the demon's name, and the way the teen's muscles gripped him impossibly tight, seeming to draw him even further in. It was to much.
A loud groan escaped his parted lips as Sebastian gave himself over to his own pleasure, a sharp shiver racing down the demon's spine as he emptied himself into the fully sated body below him. His impossibly sharp mind remained quiet and content for the lingering moment, refusing to reconnect immediately.
A soft whimper pulled Sebastian from his afterglow just long enough to slide his spent cock from Ciel's body with a lewd pop, smirking at the soft moan the teen below him made before the demon fell beside the sated teen. Like a kitten, Ciel immediately snuggled against the demon, rubbing his cheek sleepily against the immortal's chest.
Normally, Sebastian would've already exited the room, happy to put a healthy amount of distance between himself and the human being he'd used to satisfy his lust. It was a common enough occurrence, and that wasn't even counting the mortals he merely slept with for information, but as Sebastian glanced down at the rapidly dozing off teen, he didn't want to leave. He was content to stay and watch his Master sleep.
After all, what were a few hours to a being that'd walked the Earth for centuries? However, after a few calming minutes, Sebastan began to feel sticky, slightly uncomfortable, and the demon was sure Ciel was worse off than him, as the blue haired teen had released in the sheets he was now laying in.
Sluggish limbs began preparing to untangle themselves from the Earl but a soft squeeze from said male stopped him. Sebastian looked down to the teen and found that Ciel had lifted his head to look at the demon, his eyelids heavy, obviously battling the urge to sleep.
"Young Master, I need to get you cleaned up before we retire for the night."
The phrasing of his statement made it clear, even to the painfully sleepy Ciel that Sebastian didn't intend to leave but the teen shook his head and held the ravenette close, "Do it your way. Just this once. But don't leave."
The words were mumbled, faintly slurred in some places, but the demon understood them none the less and a small smile found itself across the elder's lips as he looked down to the younger man that'd already begun falling back into the arms of unconsciousness.
"Of course, my Lord."
And with little effort, and even less thought, it was done, and Sebastian found himself quite content that he hadn't been forced to rise and clean up the mess they made. For once, he was happy to relax and watch the steady rise and fall of his lover's chest, oblivious to the world outside or anything remotely connected to their everyday lives.