Okay! Where to begin? This is my first posted fanfic ever so please be understanding. I don't plan on it being a ton of chapters or anything either. If there are OCC moments, I am sorry. Sebastian and Ciel are fairly hard characters to get down perfectly.

Summary: Sebastian has completed all of the Seven Deadly Sins with Ciel other then Lust and the restraint is beginning to take a toll on him. If the young master is to be properly prepared for consumption something must be done about this.

Pairings: S/C, obviously with hints of CielxLizzy and SebastianxGrell

Warnings: From the very beginning there is masturbation and sex scenes with a minor and adult and every chapter only gets more descriptive and in depth. You don't like don't read! And if for some reason you are all cool with it but hate cursing, this is not your story.

Disclaimer: If I owned Kuroshitsuji why would I be writing fanfiction? Instead I would be making every fangirl and boys dreams come true by having Ciel take it like a man by Sebby.

Sebastian was irritated.

Baldroy, Finny, and Mey-Rin had destroyed everything that was unfortunate enough to be in their path and the young master had, for the fifth time in two weeks, flat out refused to let his butler come within arms length.

It wasn't helping that the comfort of a well planned schedule that the demon had perfected over time was being tested by obscure requests of random bath oils and beads from places much too far. When Sebastian had offered to order the imported bathing products the first time he was asked to retrieve them the Phantomhive ordered him- ordered him- to retrieve them at once. He had to run all the way to Italy and back and somehow ensure dinner was on time.

The demon butler knew his master hadn't used a single one of his newly founded collection of bath products because every time he was in close proximity he couldn't smell any of the frilly scents. Silently, the servant wished his master would once more let him into the bathroom to bathe him so he could force the child to use the extravagant material objects being put to waste.

Yes, Sebastian was irritated.

Currently he was listening to Mey-Rin and Baldroy argue in the kitchen about what Ciel would want for a midnight snack from the boy's room ("I'm telling you, he wants something sweet he does!" "Do you want Sebastian to skin us for giving Ciel something that will keep him up? He needs something more subtle, like dried apples. I could use me flamethrower to make 'em in no time flat!"), waiting for his master to walk out of the bathroom, drenched and sleepy.

Swoosh. The sound of the water swirling around caused the demon's reflexes to kick in, and he readied the boy earl's night attire with ferocious speed. A long pause passed by with no sign of his master. 'Where is the sound of his feet hitting the floor I wonder?' Sebastian paused, tilting his head at an angle to better hear the noises coming from the room.

An odd, yet familiar clamor set the butler's senses in overdrive. 'Where have I heard that before?' He frowned. A brief idea of the kid being in danger passed through his mind but it was brushed away within moments. 'He would call for me. I must simply wait.' And wait he did. Sebastian lost track of how many times he glanced at the pocket watch. 'This is getting ridiculous. I'm going to have to work late putting the manor back together from the trio of idiots if this continues as is.'

Sighing, he approached the bathroom door once again feeling his anger for the day's events bubble in the pit of his stomach. "Ci-" The servant froze mid-step, hand poised to knock. What was that? He paused.

"Nnh."

Had the master fallen asleep? The thought made Sebastian inwardly groan. He would have to maneuver the boy around to dry him, dress him, and tuck him to bed all without waking him which meant more precious time wasted just being cautious.

Sebastian opened the door and suddenly his irritation was replaced by humor. 'Ah, that explains what he's doing with the oil at least, now doesn't it?'

Ciel was on his knees, upper body draped over the side with a hand dangling off, holding one of the bath oils, the other resting on his ass. The demon knew the boy was going to start experimenting sooner or later from past experiences dealing with children entering adulthood but honestly, he was not expecting this.

"Nnh-aah!"

The Phantomhive turned his head in the butler's direction.

The look on the preteens face was pure bliss; his mouth was parted slightly, tongue flicking out occasionally to wet the lips that were turned up in what passed as a smile for him.

Sebastian waited, figuring the boy would open his eyes sooner or later, and took the sight in while he could.

Two, well lubricated fingers, were currently buried knuckle deep in what the demon assumed was a very tight hole, not moving in and out, but twitching. 'He found his prostate without help? Interesting.'

"Aaah."

The earl wiggled and continued to assault the wonderful bundle of nerves with the tip of his fingers, still ignorant of his audience.

The bottle of oil made a dull thud as it was dropped to the ground. The hand, glimmering with the oil that leaked from its container being squeezed, went in between Ciel's thighs teasing the tip of his still underdeveloped cock.

Sebastian felt his pants tighten slightly as his master skillfully stroked himself.

'I wonder now where he learned to do that so… professionally.'

The child's fingers left a ghost trail up his very hard member before stopping at the tip to dip his fingers in the precum that was dribbling out.

The demon watched, surprised, as the boy stuck his fingers, oozed in his own fluid, into his mouth, sucking in his cheeks and licking it off.

'I can only imagine what it would feel like to be those fingers.'

Ciel pulled his fingers out of the tight cavern, alerting the demon to hide if he wanted to continue with this little peepshow.

The earl swiftly laid on his back causing water to move around with the activity, and put his legs up on to the edges of the tub, leaving nothing to Sebastian's imagination. The puckered hole was red from abuse which made Sebastian briefly wonder how long he'd been sitting in the other room as the boy played with himself.

Blue, lust hazed eyes opened.

"How long are you just going to sit there and have me do all the work Sebastian? Come and take me already." The earl's voice was impatient.

"How did you-?"

"I heard you enter. Hurry you bastard before I change my mind."

Ciel started to stroke himself once more, letting out a weak mewl. That was all it took before the demon scooped the preteen up and dropped his body none too gently onto the ground. Sebastian stared longingly at his master before using his teeth to remove his gloves and start tracing the shivering, wet boy's body quaking beneath him.

"I've wanted this for so long, Sebastian."

"Me to, bochan." The demon mumbled into his master's neck.

Shaking from want, Ciel started to pull his servants pants down just enough so he could pull out the throbbing member. "Oh god." The earl turned a deep red, "How is that going to fit in me?" He uttered mostly to himself.

Sebastian chuckled and kissed his master passionately, shoving his wet muscle into the whimpering mouth, while the small hand played with the tip of his thick, hard dick.

Just as their tongues were fighting ferociously, the older of the two moved the younger's legs into a comfortable position to 'Fuck the little brat's brains out.'

Separating their lips, a strand of the spit they had just shared made a connecting line between the two before falling on the child's face. 'Delectable.'

"Are you ready young master?"

"Stop stalling Seba-Aah!"

Flicking the round, perked nipple of Ciel with a still gloved hand, he placed his dick carefully in front of his master's small hole.

"Sebastian!"

"Sebastian!"

The demon stumbled out of his daydream and sighed.

"Coming, my lord." Stuffing himself back in his pants and slipping his glove back on, angered that he never seemed to get a release when he needed it, he walked to the bathroom's door and knocked.

"What is it you need?"

"Help me out of the bath and dry me." It was a command, not a request.

Sebastian forced his body to calm down as he lifted the child out of the now lukewarm water in the very fashion he did in his fantasies. Ciel was still much to young to have any object inside of him. It would tear him apart, literally. It's not like he would let the demon touch him like that anyways which physically hurt the demon, for a contract normally consisted of the seven sins (Vanity or Pride, Envy, Gluttony, Lust, Anger or Wrath, Greed, and Sloth) and each was committed on a daily basis, all besides lust. He tried to make up for the lack of sexual activity by touching his master as much as possible but it did little to nothing to ease the pain on his contracted hand.

"Did you get what you had to do done?" Sebastian had requested to leave his masters side to go complete an important task while he soaked in the water. That important task was to masturbate to his master's image in peace… Of course he'd never tell his bochan that.

"No. It's fine though, I shall complete it tonight. There you are young master. Would you like me to carry you to bed?"

The human's eyebrows knitted together and his lips pressed into a frown, a sure sign he was to prideful to ask to be lifted but wanted it anyways.

"Tired, young master?"

"Mm." Ciel would deny that he was snuggling into Sebastian if someone were to ask but it's not like he could help it. He was so exhausted with everything and the butler felt so… good. He sighed contently.

Sebastian dressed the Earl of Phantomhive trying his damndest to not thinking about the fantasy he just had and sneak a few lingering touches that could be passed off as nothing.

After the last button was fastened, Ciel turned around and crawled to the top of his bed before collapsing on top of the blankets. 'Lady Elizabeth has certainly been wearing him out, now hasn't she?'

The demon yanked the sheets free and placed them gently over the body that was rocking itself into what was hopefully a dream world that would cause no screams in the night nor the morning.

"Goodnight young master. It will be a long day again tomorrow, so do try to get some rest."

"Elizabeth! Stop that! My servants are not life sized dolls!" The earl ripped his fiancé away from Mey-Rin who had been sobbing out of fear of losing her glasses to the girl.

"Oh Ciel! Good morning! Did you sleep well?" The bubbly blonde wrapped her arms tightly around the small shoulders of her husband-to-be causing a soft chuckle to leave Sebastian.

Oh Lizzy could indeed be insufferable but her innocence was quite beautiful in its own way.

"I slept fine, thank you. What are you doing here? This is the third time this week. Surely Aunt Francis is getting worried."

Elizabeth's green eyes filled with water which Mey-Rin, Baldroy, and Finny all took as their sign to bolt out of the room.

"I just… wanted to spend time with you Ciel!"

The exhausted look on the Phantomhive's face was impossible to miss.

"I know Lizzy, but I'm very busy. I have a lot of paperwork to do and Sebastian and I have to go to a meeting in London about Funtom that is of the utmost importance. We'll be there for at least two weeks so you can't stay here." The earl was straining each word behind clenched teeth, trying to be humane with the lady.

"Oh, London?" Sniffle "I love London! Please let me come with you! Please Ciel! I'll ask mother!"

Sebastian snickered as the young Midford latched herself back onto her betrothed who had a look of disdain plastered on his countenance. His master was lying about the nonexistent trip to London, not like she would know though.

"No, Elizabeth. It's not a pleasure trip."

"Ciel!"

"Enough Lizzy. Sebastian, have Lady Elizabeth's carriage ready for her departure."

"But Ciel-!"

The butler bowed and walked off to find Paula and their driver, trademark smirk still in place as he listened to the young girl sob the earls name repeatedly; Despite all his silent appreciation of the young girls innocence, Sebastian was still a demon and he took such great pleasure in others pain no matter how small.

Ciel sighed in relief as he watched his fiancé's carriage drive off with a frantically waving Elizabeth, declaring something that the earl couldn't and didn't want to hear.

The butler pulled out his pocket watch for a moment before announcing that it was time for his master's first class of the day who said nothing in return.

The young Phantomhive was buried in a book, and to anyone who wouldn't know any different it seemed as if he was deeply engrossed in what was happening on the pages, but Sebastian could see just how close Ciel was to falling asleep. The child's had would bob occasionally and his eyes were lidded with weariness, two very telltale signs he would crash soon. Sebastian expected a tired earl and had already scheduled a nap, this of course, wouldn't be found out by Ciel or he'd throw a fit saying how he was too old for such childish things.

"I wish to take a break Sebastian. Prepare me some tea."

The demon mumbled out a 'yes my lord' and left quietly and swiftly. His master would be sleeping when he reentered the room but it was to be expected. Sebastian simply tsk-tsked at the predictability.

'What a waste of perfectly fine tea.'

The demon stopped and tilted his head, eyeing Ciel with a very soft and adoring look. Sebastian knew himself lucky to get such an entertaining human but it helped that he was so pleasing to look at. How many of his brethren complained about having disgusting men or women at their side for long periods of time then having to act upon lust for the full desire of flavor to be present in the soul while consuming? Sebastian had lost count.

Snapping out of useless thoughts, the demon butler went to work putting books back in their designated places and papers in proper piles while soft snores and occasional moans left the sleeping body.

"…Sebastian." The demon nearly dropped the stack he held in his arms out of surprise. Ciel wasn't one for talking in his sleep which peaked the curiosity of the servant. Placing the handful of papers carefully on a plush chair so they wouldn't fall over, he approached the sleeping child.

"Master?"

Ciel mumbled a jumble of words that made little to no sense at all.

"Care to repeat that young master?"

"…Stop Mey…Rin…"

Sebastian raised his eyebrows in a silent question before proceeding to probe the child's sleeping mind.

"From what, dare I ask?"

"Don't eat…" mumble "…imbeciles… all… imbeciles." Ciel let out a frustrated growl which crafted a chuckle from Sebastian.

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(Next chapter spoiler alert!: 'Is this a fantasy? No… It can't be… it feels so real. Young master, please keep in mind your body is still much to small for this sort of thing. Don't stop? If you insist.')