Story: To Be Loved by Darkness Disclaimer: Kuroshitsuji belongs to Yana Toboso. We don't make money on this. It's all for fun. Any original characters will be labeled as such as they come into the story.
To Be Loved by Darkness: An Introduction: Rhinoa's Introduction and statement:
A Kuroshitsuji fanfic based on a roleplay
Primarily this is a Sebastian and Ciel pairing; however there is also a lot of Grell and William. We ignore season two for several reasons not the least of which being my hatred of Alois. We do introduce several original characters but they do not become the focus (at least not for very long) in the story.
This RP is like our twisted child. I think our dynamic is pretty good, especially after our cosplay success as Grell and Sebastian at Metrocon 2010 in Tampa. I don't remember when it was that we started talking about converting the RP into a fic, only that a lot of our friends had "liked" the status and were actively following it and IMing/messaging us to find out when we were going to post again. I do know it was me who volunteered to go back and do the work. Its fun really because I get to go back and put details into the earlier scenes where Jeze and I were first testing the waters and had not yet decided to be too graphic.
The Cast (as we were in the roleplay):
Sebastian Michaelis: Rhinoa Lunar One more note...
Ciel Phantomhive: Jezebelle Anne Harris
William T. Spears: Rhinoa Lunar
Grell Sutcliffe: Jezebelle Anne Harris
Lizzie: Rhinoa Lunar
Undertaker: Jezebelle Anne Harris
Lord Frederick: Rhinoa Lunar
Yuki 3: Jezebelle Anne Harris
Lady Josephine: Rhinoa Lunar
More are sure to come. We'll keep you posted.
Bo-chan means young master
Bouchan is slang for erection
Figured I'd clarify that for you. Chapter One
The End and the Beginning
"Will it hurt..?"
The boy asked his companion from his seat composed of stone. For one who knew Ciel Phantomhive well, it was painfully obvious that fear lined his throat. His contract was complete and it was time to pay the ultimate price for his revenge.
It was such a simple question. Bound by his honor to speak the truth, Sebastian gazed down at Ciel and gave a small nod. "It will hurt a bit, bo-chan," the red-eyed demon said calmly with the hint of a smile. "I will try to minimize the pain for you." He bowed his head to the boy; the boy who had been a truly worthy master.
"No," Ciel spoke firmly. "Engrave my soul with the feeling of being alive so that I know life was real." Ciel appeared almost frightened but his demeanor changed quickly to one of authority once more. "That is my final order, Sebastian."
Sebastian had known this time would come. How he had seasoned this soul, and still the young Earl of Phantomhive proved to be worth all of his hard work. He smiled a soft, twisted grin as he bowed low on one knee and placed his remaining hand close to his chest. This soul deserved respect. "Yes, my lord."
Sebastian brought himself to eye level with Ciel, and the boy stiffened when he saw Sebastian's eyes take on their eerie, demonic glow. His enemies had often seen those eyes before meeting violent and painful ends, yet Sebastian merely removed his glove with his teeth and traced ivory fingertips along Ciel's face gently before sliding the useless eye patch off. Though Ciel wanted to close his eyes he was captivated by the demon. Sebastian then smiled, and Ciel let out a gasp when he felt the demon's lips pressed against his own.
A blush rose to his cheeks; the kiss was pleasant and warm, at first. As the kiss deepened, a burning sensation began to twist through Ciel's entire body as his soul was ripped from him. The Earl's blood seemed to boil and he felt slivers of white heat cut through his insides as his body fought to keep that which gave it life.
'This is far from hurting just a little. This is excruciating,' thought Ciel. He was drowning in a pain that seemed to never end. No longer could he tell where the pain began or ended. He could not even find the peace of unconsciousness as his body fought too hard to slip. "Ah...it hurts…Sebastian!" Ciel managed to choke out through Sebastian's "kiss".
The demon paused and locked eyes with his prey. Something inside of him twitched at seeing this soul in so much pain, but he quickly shook that off.
"You said you wanted it to hurt. Have you lost your nerve in these last moments, bo-chan?"
Sebastian smirked, knowing all too well that Ciel would never admit defeat, and resumed consuming the delicious soul he had worked so hard to attain.
Ciel's body eventually convulsed as the last of his soul was ripped from it and went limp in Sebastian's arms. The pain and pleasure were exquisite as his final order was carried out to perfection. Ciel glimpsed a light he believed might be Heaven which only confirmed in his eyes that he was finally dead. He then descended rapidly into what he assumed must be Hell, smiling and calling out Sebastian's name.
"Goodbye, Sebastian." He smiled a gentle smile expecting the dark waters of oblivion to wash over him. After all, where does one go without a soul? Certainly not into the next world…or so he thought.
After not hardly enough of the long-awaited peace, a rush of flame served as a rude awakening. A cruel laughter surrounded him as Ciel found himself naked and freezing cold despite the flames all around him in what appeared to be his childhood home. He had realized too late that the price for courting Hell is to dwell within it. Yet his butler had never mentioned this.
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Sebastian had never felt so satisfied after a meal before in all his life. It took him several moments to even be able to stand. He pocketed Ciel's eye patch and as requested left the body for the birds to pick at.
'Perhaps I should have mentioned bo-chan's eternal suffering would be by my hand,' Sebastian thought, smirking. 'Oh well, he will find out soon enough. I think a walk about the charred mansion grounds would make the perfect complement to such a terrific meal.'
Sebastian carried himself with his usual grace and poise, yet deep inside he ached. He had grown accustomed to his young master and serving him over the years. Ciel had been just a boy of ten when he formed the contract. Now the Earl Phantomhive was dead at sixteen before he really had the chance to live at all. Perhaps Sebastian was lonely now. He could not dwell on it. Ciel would be a part of him always, though somehow he still wished for more.
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Out of the flames a tall demon emerged and moved toward Ciel with lust in his glowing eyes. His cool gray skin seemed to shine amidst the flames as it reflected back to Ciel. He was tall and lean, yet muscular. His clothes were sensual and accented his body well. The skin-tight leather pants and spiked heel boots were a contrast to the black loose-fitting sleeveless shirt that managed to hug in the right places. The creature had blood red ram's horns curling out from untamed black hair.
Ciel could not bear to look away when faced with lust incarnate. Despite the fact that the physical no longer mattered, Ciel tried to hide his naked body, only to find himself paralyzed, rooted to the spot somehow by the demon's foreign, sensual, and yet somehow familiar gaze. Ciel found he could not gather the courage even to rebel. The effort to speak was almost too much. Finally he managed to choke out, "I don't want this."
The demon smirked in an all-too-familiar way before closing in on his prey. Silently he set to work, using his claws to slice into Ciel's flesh. The act seemed to mean to degrade him yet shamefully caused arousal in Ciel. He felt flesh rip apart as the demon abused his body only to coat his back with his filth when he had completed the demon leaned down to lick one of the larger wounds and it healed them all, no doubt so they could be created anew. "It would seem you kept your eyes closed the entire time."
Sebastian's soft melodious laughter rang into Ciel's ears as the reality set in. His body wracked with pain, yet once again healed, Ciel opened his mouth to speak only to find he had nothing to say. Over the years he had grown accustomed to Sebastian's catering. He had all but forgotten what the demon was capable of.
"Se...Sebastian?"
"Would you expect any other?"
With a tremendous effort Ciel stood and glowered in what he hoped was a threatening manner. "You deceived me! You said there was no Heaven or Hell that could hold me!"
Ciel's words trailed off as he realized too late what the situation proved. Was he really to be Sebastian's pet like this for all eternity?
"Ciel, you are not in Heaven or Hell. I have full possession of your soul's remnants. What is left over after my meal is mine to do with as I please. You are now within my mind as it were. All that is left of you has become a part of me."
It was clear now, thinking on his nudity and helplessness, that the demon's sadism knew no bounds. Ciel had once allowed himself to believe this creature was somehow capable of being something akin to a close friend. Now he was ashamed and disgusted he'd allowed himself to grow close to the monster. Yet even now he felt the familiar feelings of betrayal, even as his entire ethereal body craved the demon's touch, be it in kindness or scorn. Ciel had been so naive.
"I don't understand...You ate me...However that is...Our contract is over."
"But not once did you ask specifically what would happen once I had consumed your soul. Did you honestly think that discarding something so precious would not have a price? I must admit you are the best soul I've ever had. I intend to enjoy this."
Sebastian's demonic claws casually sliced into Ciel's 'flesh' once more as he began to nip with his fangs along the tender area of the neck and shoulder to Ciel's right...The side marred still by the scars of the contract.
"Why are you doing this!?" Ciel fought against tears, not wanting to give in to Sebastian; wanting to rebel as much as he could despite the fact he knew in this state his body and emotions were the demons plaything. Whether by some residual human instinct or Sebastian's own will, he shivered slightly at the demon's touch. To his shame his body was responding and try as he might he couldn't control a thing.
Ciel sighed. "After so many nights I dreamed of it..."
When Sebastian sensed Ciel's arousal he began to make rougher, more sensual cuts into his body and laughed softly at him. "Here there is no shame, for there can be no pride."
Sebastian then took Ciel, pressing into his body gently despite the rough tortures he continued to inflict. Once more when he was finished he licked but one wound and the lot healed. Sebastian then smiled softly at Ciel and kissed him hard on the mouth.
This time, Ciel could not help the tears that poured forth, like so much else, against his will. Before the end he found himself shaking again, and finally dry sobbing. His mismatched eyes met the demon's briefly before their lips met. He realized there was no sense in wishing for release. The torturous arousal the young boy never had a chance to know in life would go on like this forever.
Sebastian wiped the tears away from Ciel's left cheek with his hand, but kissed and licked the moisture away from his scarred eye carefully, as if preserving the appearance. He then ran his fingers through Ciel's hair softly.
"You wore your rage well. Tears do not suit you. They taste sorrowful and not bitter as the tea you so loved in life. Perhaps I am finished for now."
Sebastian traced soft kisses over Ciel's form, nipping and licking occasionally until Ciel's arousal was present and painfully obvious. "Should I leave you here alone for a bit?" The demon smiled at Ciel as his eyes began to glow.
Ciel felt a childish pink blush spread across his cheeks and chest, surprised that after all he had been through his body could still produce something as innocent.
"Please don't leave me...Sebastian. If you do anything, don't leave me alone..."
Ciel's plea reflected not only fear and loneliness, but a more immediate need as well. It was still so surprising to the boy how easy it was to speak his feelings now that death had dealt away with his mortal inhibitions.
Sebastian ceased the soft trailing kisses and pulled Ciel close to him for another forceful kiss. The smile was still worn on his face though it was slightly less evil somehow. His eyes were glowing with more passion as well.
"Truth be told, Ciel, I cannot leave you." Sebastian leaned into Ciel's ear and spoke barely above a whisper. "You are now a part of me. We will be together as long as I wish it...And I have no intention of letting you go." Sebastian held Ciel close to him and forced a heartbeat-like sound to produce from his chest for Ciel's benefit. "Here nothing can happen to you without my consent."
Could it be the demon cared somehow? If so it was certainly an odd way of showing so. Surprised, confused, but also grateful for and comforted by the lull in his torture accompanied by a tenderness that reminded him of Sebastian the butler more so than Sebastian the demon, Ciel curled up in the older demon's arms.
"So this pain...It isn't real. And this body is only an illusion...Yes?" Ever analytical, at the very least that small shard of what was once the mighty Phantomhive Earl had remained true to itself. "And I have to conclude that you...enjoy to hurt me. I cannot blame you in your own head...but I prefer this. Since meeting those angels...before...What I believed of Heaven and Hell has changed. Being with you in this way is like the best and worse of both I think. We no longer need to pretend. You can abuse this body however you wish, and I no longer need to feel unclean...Because no other eyes will ever see me, isn't that true?"
Thinking on it as he rested in Sebastian's arms, Ciel was unsure whether the thought relieved or scared him further, but the young Earl had never been one to mince his words for the sake of comfort.
Sebastian smiled a somewhat gentle smile, barely in Ciel's sight, before running fingers through his hair again. "Here you are mine and mine alone." Sebastian paused to nibble at Ciel's earlobe a moment before whispering..."Bo-chan."
Ciel let out a mirthless laugh. He could see through Sebastian's efforts to please, and even here the thought of being pitied repulsed him. "Bo-chan, really? I'm not your master anymore. Why say such things?"
"Even demons can be nostalgic at times, Ciel." Sebastian was practically purring into Ciel's ear now as his hands began to bring about pleasures Ciel had never known, wrapping his hand around Ciel's eager member and stroking him at a steady and needy pace. Perhaps he would allow the boy to find some reprieve and release...Then again, perhaps not.
Ciel arched his back slightly against the demon who held him. The sweet pressure now building inside him was the polar opposite of the pain Sebastian had inflicted before. The boy let himself drown in the sensations radiating from Sebastian's hands throughout his body. His hands, at last free to move of their own accord, found the demon's and he dug his fingertips into the other's flesh. Ciel, denied such pleasures in life, was unsure of how to ask for what he wanted. As his resolve to rebel began to break, the boy's pleased moans could be heard echoing from all corners of the fiery dwelling. He tilted his head to the side, offering his lips again to the demon's searing hot kiss.
Sebastian claimed Ciel as his own entirely. This time the demon paused in his own taking of pleasure to drink in his former master's body, building up expectations until he thought Ciel would burst if he were not already dead. Forgetting for a moment who he was Sebastian almost allowed Ciel his release. Instead he smirked and took what he wanted. Before his own release however, Sebastian allowed his hand to wander and match his thrusts with fierce, yet gentle strokes until finally he and Ciel found their release as one. He kissed the back of Ciel's neck sure to trace his fangs along, lest the lost soul forget who was in charge. Still it would have been clear to any prying eyes that the demon was being kind. Something was making him hold back his purest cruelty.
"How was that? Now that you have tasted release, what do you think of it? And at the hands of one who was once your servant no less."
Ciel looked away, unable to meet his dark lover's eyes after the screams of purest ecstasy he'd let out only moments ago. Yet in this place he couldn't lie, and so he was forced to admit. "It was better than anything I knew in life...And you should know you were never only a servant to me, Sebastian. Or, should I even call you such a name anymore?"
"Always before your eyes I am Sebastian."
"Then I will always be your bouchan...Sebastian." Ciel's mouth curved upwards in the faintest smirk, an expression often worn by the demon before him.
"That you will." Sebastian was nearly growling and had a sadistic smirk on his face at Ciel's words. "Yes, the title suits you well, bouchan."
"Won't you get hungry again…? And crave a new soul eventually? What will happen to me then?" Ciel sounded more curious than anything else, finally resigned to accept his new fate.
Sebastian's smile grew dark and evil, "I have learned to relish the flavors of a fine soul for a long time, bouchan. I still have the others I have consumed. None have quite the taste of yours, I will admit." Sebastian began to trail his claws up and down Ciel's body again, slicing the skin with each delicate stroke. This time he seemed to be quite artistic about it. It was as though this false skin were clay and he were sculpting with it. His face contorted into that of a focused artist with glowing eyes.
"They are still with me as will you be for all time." Sebastian's voice had grown melodious once more. "You will never see them and should I commit to another contract I can still tend to you at my leisure." Sebastian stepped back to observe his work before scooping Ciel up into his arms and kissing his now searing flesh. No longer was he cutting into him, but he was not healing Ciel just yet either.
Ciel was filled with pain once more as many wounds bled freely and he wondered how he never noticed his butler's sadistic nature before. The demon was truly an amazing actor. Ciel knew he must eventually get used to this pain. Somehow he felt the sensations as if they were all real, every minute detail, stinging as it would in life. Maybe this was what he had wanted though when he'd asked Sebastian to engrave him with the feeling. How could he ever forget what it was like to be alive with such painstaking attention being paid to remind him. He even began to feel lightheaded from supposedly severe blood loss as the demon left his open wounds to flow longer than before. All the while, Sebastian's mesmerizing voice both teased and distracted him from the pain, just so, so that he could neither ignore it, nor become overwhelmed by it.
"I want you to be with me. Here. Always." Ciel's tone implied an order, but bloody and helpless as he was in Sebastian's arms it lacked the usual force.
Sebastian nipped at some unmarred skin and smiled. "Yes, my lord." His voice was a gentle whisper matching only his smile in this situation. When he saw Ciel was nearing his pain threshold, Sebastian gave one last slice before healing the wounds once more.
Ciel gasped quietly as the pain was suddenly lifted. "Can you really make that promise?" Ciel met his former butler's glowing eyes, trying to see the old Sebastian through them, the Sebastian he had truly, strangely, loved. Somewhere at the back of his mind he knew he was close to realizing some deeper truth, but still he wondered if it was possible the demon lied, and that for whatever reason Ciel could really become the most important thing to him.
"Bouchan, I would not cast you aside. You are far too interesting in company. You know I cannot lie. And promise that I do not."
"You cannot lie at all?" Ciel continued to keep eye contact, convinced he could tell if Sebastian were to make a lie. There was so much he wanted to ask the demon, but did he really want to know?
"I can only lie if ordered to do so by one to whom I am bound in a contract or if it is the only way to hold my end of said contract. For example, I could lie and tell partygoers you were a young lady because it kept you safe, which was a term of the contract. It goes against my aesthetic to lie otherwise." Sebastian's eyes returned to the soft red Ciel had come to know in life. "Bouchan, you will find no trace of falsehood within these eyes. I can omit the truth, but that is different. For example, I even revealed indirectly the nature of my being to nearly everyone I met while at your side. Did I not?"
"Yes..I always found that so amusing...How we fooled them all from right under their noses until the very last..." Ciel said as he finally smiled a bit.
He was surprised with the demon's accommodations. This was never what he would have expected from Hell. Sebastian had every reason to physically and mentally destroy him from his death on, and he hadn't. Instead he'd given him exquisite pleasure, and now he was just having a conversation casually. Even the pain he'd delivered hadn't been the most extreme. Something was holding him back.
"Then can I ask you to be frank with me?"
"If you wish. I will pause from my personal pleasures a moment." Sebastian tended softly to Ciel's 'body' kissing and nipping, but quietly so he could still pay attention to his former master's voice. His hands too began to wander, lightly clawing at Ciel. If the false flesh tore it was not noticeable. These claws were gentle and aiming at something other than pain.
Ciel closed his eyes, enjoying the soft teasing and his lover's skilled ministrations. But he couldn't let it distract him. The kindness of these gestures only confirmed what was beginning to dawn on him.
"Sebastian, tell me honestly, did you preserve me this way because..you love me?"
Sebastian's motions ceased quite suddenly and a look of shock came over the demon's face. Never once had he thought his prized soul would discover this truth. He had planned to hide it always. But bound by his word he could not lie or omit the truth this time. His lips quivered slightly as his mind raced to find a way to word it so that Ciel would be left guessing, but he found no escape. Defeated, Sebastian smiled and held Ciel close to his face, not discarding the shock. No, if Ciel would know then the shock should stay preserved for him. This soul seasoned to perfection deserved only the finest even in death.
"As expected from my soul. You seem to have me at a disadvantage, bouchan. I have loved and wanted you since the moment I laid eyes on you." With that declaration, Sebastian pressed a kiss to Ciel's lips not waiting for a reply. This kiss was different from the others. Sebastian projected his feelings into it for Ciel to feel.
When Sebastian felt he was finished for the moment he pulled back gently and locked eyes with Ciel. "How does it feel to know you are loved by one such as I? A demon." Sebastian's eyes shone with something Ciel had only thought he'd witnessed before. They were filled with concern.
Sebastian's declaration secretly stunned the boy as he opened his eyes and found the other staring into them with the most unfamiliar expression. Ciel had thought he knew, but the emotion behind this confession proved all the rest to be more of his demon lover's creative acting. Still, for the first time since his death Ciel had the upper hand again, and he would not relinquish it.
He nodded slightly, confident. "Don't be foolish...If one such as me had any desire for God I would never have sought you out that night. I was meant to be loved by darkness. I was already disenchanted with the light.."
Ciel thought of that night, where breathless and in pain, covered in the filth of his attackers, he'd first called out to Sebastian. He hadn't thought in the slightest of love then, but how soon the demon had become his everything. He was a teacher, father, bodyguard, servant, and had also become an obsession with time.
"No, this is how it was meant to be for me," he concluded, not waiting for the shock to escape Sebastian's perfect features before he planted a forceful kiss of his own on the demon's parted lips.
Sebastian hungrily returned the kiss. He knew full well this game of chess would last forever. There was no sense in rushing it now.
"Then be loved by the darkness as only I can deliver."
Sebastian took the reply literally and made sure to love Ciel again as only the darkness could. He did not hold back his passionate cruelty. Ciel had finally witnessed Sebastian's true depravity for pleasures of the flesh. Sebastian used the mock body to the fullest. He drove deeper and harder into Ciel than he had before. Ciel screamed his lover's name as the demon pushed his body to new limits. Sebastian's hands felt like they were everywhere, rubbing, groping, scratching, tearing at his skin. The boy couldn't contain his moans any more than he could have pushed Sebastian away.
A soft laugh escaped Sebastian's lips as he withdrew with perfect timing to spray Ciel's face with the proof of his pleasure. However, when suddenly the assault ended with a splash of thick, warm pleasure across his face Ciel's eyes went wide with surprise, an expression so comical and adorable it would melt even a demon's heart. Then tenderly, Sebastian cleaned Ciel's face as though he had merely crumbs resting there after a meal.
As Sebastian began to clean him, Ciel chanced to lick some of it off his lips, moaning to himself at the unexpected flavor.
"You regret nothing then?" Sebastian asked.
"I've never regretted a thing. Regrets are for weaker souls than I," Ciel replied with a crooked smirk upon his lips.
"Then you have made me smile, bouchan." Sebastian tousled Ciel's hair a bit lovingly. the former butler then stood before Ciel, who was still on his hands and knees. He pressed his member against Ciel's face softly. The joys of being a demon meant he could do this endlessly.
"Now then, it's your turn. Don't think I didn't see you sneak a taste before. You rather liked it too judging by your face, bouchan. I want to see just how much you liked it."
Ciel blushed, nervously eying Sebastian's proposition. It had felt big inside him, but held so close to his small face it seemed bigger than he'd imagined. Of course it would be, belonging to a demon. As much as he wanted to deep inside, he wasn't ready to give up the upper hand he thought he had. He turned his face away, but couldn't resist a touch, and wrapped both his tiny hands around the base. "I can't. It's too big, it won't fit."
"You surprise me, bouchan. It's not like you to admit weakness. You say no and yet...nnnn..." Sebastian purred slightly as Ciel's somewhat clumsy hands seemed to figure things out rather quickly. "I know you want it. You want to taste it again. I could force it in, but I am curious as to how skilled you are naturally. However..." Sebastian reached down and made a thin slice across Ciel's back. Not enough to REALLY hurt him, yet. No, this was just allowing him to taste the exquisite pain Sebastian could bring again. Sebastian took hold of Ciel's hands and guided them insisanly until another moan escaped his lips. Until now, he had made sure Ciel did not know his voice in pleasure.
"Bouchan, I want you to use your hands and your mouth. Do it like I did for you. I will let you know how you progress. I want to hear you tell me how much you like it as well"
Tenderly Sebastian allowed his hands to rest on Ciel's head. In this position it was obvious he could force Ciel's mouth onto him at any given moment. An evil smile crossed his face marred only by the love in his demonic eyes.
Ciel detested being teased, so as Sebastian mocked him he began to stroke him as well as he knew how, and was very satisfied with the moan he got in return. As far as he knew he'd never heard the demon moan before...Suddenly there was a flash of pain at his back, but the words Sebastian was saying were enough to set fire to the boy's newly awakened arousal. As Sebastian's fingers tangled into his hair he met the demon's gaze, his scarred eye pulsing slightly as it sometimes did in life.
Refocusing his attention on the object at hand, he licked the tip cautiously, slowly proceeding along the underside and back again to the tip. Ciel of course remembered doing these things once, but this time it was more enjoyable, thinking that he was pleasing Sebastian who'd done so much for him. When he felt he'd stalled enough, and with the demon's hands becoming more insistent, he began to take the member into his mouth, only managing to fit half of the shaft into his mouth before the head was stopped at the back of his throat. Ciel moaned, feeling totally degraded and at the same time unbearably aroused by the act.
Sebastian groaned as well, his face twisted slightly under the pressure of his lust. Without thinking as Ciel's mouth teased him, Sebastian tensed his hands causing small cuts to befall Ciel's scalp and neck. He knew when his former master had reached his believed limit and smirked softly. The pleasure washed over him again as Ciel's hands remembered the skills that had once been forced upon him. This was different though. These hands were eager and not just paying lip service. At the very thought that Ciel wanted this, Sebastian arched his back moaning, forcing himself deeper into Ciel's throat. Smelling the blood, Sebastian realized he had unintentionally caused Ciel more pain, but after all, he was a demon, and couldn't help but crave Ciel's voice.
Sebastian gripped Ciel's hair with one hand and began to meet his mouth in soft thrusts, at first. Soon, that would prove not to be enough for the demon. Within minutes Sebastian was making hard, swift thrusts into Ciel's eager mouth. Those lips and hands were not quite the vice of his other entry, but in them Sebastian felt Ciel's unwilling devotion shine through.
Ciel squealed in protest as Sebastian continued to all out fuck his mouth, but he wouldn't let this break him. He'd wanted to belong to Sebastian this way and he wasn't going to ruin it. He forced himself not to gag, even when the demon's claws dug into his scalp and he let out a muffled yelp of pain.
Through Ciel's gags Sebastian could feel his seed spill forth into Ciel's mouth with a moan and a quiet purr. "Hnnn, bouchan..." He momentarily thought he should have warned Ciel, but the look of shock on his face was too perfect to truly want that. "Swallow that and then lick it clean for me, bouchan. You don't want it dirty, do you?"
Ciel couldn't help but cough as the demon's seed slid down his throat in warm bursts, but he truly did want to drink it all, to show Sebastian he wasn't just an inexperienced child. Once he'd swallowed what was in his mouth a tiny pink tongue darted out to clean the rest from his lover's organ. When he was satisfied with that, and had even licked up what had dribbled down his chin, he sat back and looked up to Sebastian for approval, though naturally it was accompanied by a cocky smile, made erotic by lips still swollen from the act. "Well, was that pleasing to you?"
Sebastian smirked at Ciel's display and nodded in approval. "Yes, bouchan. That was pleasing. I believe though, that you will need to answer me a question." The demon cocked his head to the side and allowed his eyes to return to their usual reddish color. "Did you enjoy it? I want you to tell me in detail how much you did, and don't leave anything out. I know eagerness when I see it. While you tell me I shall reward or punish you based on your descriptiveness and if it pleases me. Of course, punishing you pleases me so you'll need to wonder which is which I'm afraid."
Sebastian laid Ciel down onto his back and began to trace kisses along his chest. He nipped and nibbled his way to one of Ciel's pert rosebud nipples and took it between his fangs where he promptly displayed just what he had been talking about with the cherry stems.
"I am waiting, bouchan." Sebastian's cruel pause was brief and he began his assault on Ciel's other nipple with force, sure to trace his fangs around drawing the slightest bits of blood from the flesh of his pet.
"I-I loved it...I love...Being yours..." Ciel's concentration on the task he'd been given was definitely wavering thanks to Sebastian's most skilled tongue. Not that the child had ever been very good at describing sexual acts. After all, the majority of his experiences had been involuntary, and he'd never exactly talked about sex before today, even with Lizzie. "I love...Hearing you moan because of me and..." His skin was becoming an ever brighter shade of red. "Tasting you..."
Sebastian smiled at Ciel's modest description, but sliced at his sides a bit while continuing to ensure his arousal. He lifted his head up and locked eyes with Ciel. "Bouchan, tell me how good it tasted. Tell me how you wanted it and would give anything to have it again. I might become..." Sebastian took his right hand to Ciel's left nipple and traced his razor-like claws around it. "Displeased." Sebastian plucked hard at the nipple but did not slice it. "if you cannot tell me something as simple as that..."
Sebastian lowered his mouth back to the right rosebud while allowing the left his skilled fingertips. Licking his other hand Sebastian found his way to Ciel's entrance and worked his fingers inside. His pet would need to express himself better if he wanted relief this time. "Tell me what you want me to do to you." Sebastian smiled. He knew Ciel would take the challenge for all that it was. He also knew that this kind of torture could be even more cruel than the pain he could bring and for this moment that suited the demon just fine.
Of course Ciel accepted the challenge. It was in his nature. He had always enjoyed a good battle of wills. He'd already sacrificed too much of his hand. His body tensed at the sensations moving through it, as if he hadn't been already used passed the normal human limit for prolonged arousal. Every sensation felt new to him, and he had to wonder if it was just Sebastian, or if something in his own body was betraying him. Combating his shyness, (Who else would ever hear after all?), Ciel gave it another shot.
"It tasted like...Nectar...Warm and pure and...Made of your essence..." The boy tried to swallow around the lump in his throat. "I never wanted it to stop...Flowing...Down my throat. It was like liquid proof that you were satisfied with me and...And your manhood is just...So amazingly big." The boy's fingers had entwined themselves with the demon's hair at the back of his head. "Oh! please k-keep...Fingering me like that and...Say my name..." He whispered the last bit, not entirely sure he'd meant to say it out loud at all.
Sebastian allowed Ciel's hands to wander. He continued to work his plaything, teasing him but not yet allowing true pleasure. It was time to see just how much his treasured soul could take. Sebastian smiled up at his lover's face and allowed one word to escape his lips in reward. "Ciel." Sebastian lowered his mouth onto his former master's own organ and skillfully used his tongue and even fangs to send Ciel into a perfect frenzy all while he slid yet another finger inside his tightest entry.
The boy's grip on his lover's hair at the sound of his name on those lips tightened. "Mmh...louder...!" Ciel arched his body and his breath hitched with pleasure as Sebastian took him into his mouth. His legs squirmed as the demon continued to probe his entrance, the feeling somehow so much more intimate with only his skilled fingers exploring.
Sebastian skillfully widened his mouth so he could etch his fangs softly on his pet's shaft. As he came up this time, the demon removed his lips and fingers. He pulled his lover's face to his own and in a swift motion, facing him, entered with his full length as he growled out the name... "Ciel." Sebastian paused momentarily to kiss Ciel's scarred eyelid saying one phrase as he did so. "I love you, Ciel."
Ciel felt as if his entire soul were throbbing at the confession. It was something he thought he'd never hear, hadn't even considered a possibility, and now to hear Sebastian say it so easily was...Amazing.
He felt so connected to his lover then, staring into dark red eyes as he was thrust into. It really made him think, because he never truly had, about whether or not he loved Sebastian. He couldn't believe he'd never admitted it to himself. Ciel's eyes teared up, a mixture of the statement and the overwhelming emotions he'd been dealing with since death. He wrapped his arms around his demon lover's shoulders, "I...Love you too Sebastian..."
At Ciel's confession the demon made a conscious effort to create a unique experience. No longer was he simply driving into Ciel, but now he was orchestrating his thrusts with soft kisses to his throat and face. Sebastian was no longer using the body Ciel occupied, but rather making slow love to it. "The darkness suits you, bo-chan. It makes you even more beautiful somehow." Sebastian moaned with pleasure. "You feel so incredible, Ciel. Say it again. Please. I need to hear it from your lips once more. Ask me to stay with you and tell me it is because you love me." Sebastian's eyes held longing as they gazed into Ciel's.
Ciel was more than happy to comply, but for some reason he couldn't stop crying as he said it. "Stay with me Sebastian. I love you, I don't want you to go anywhere. I can't be alone...please..."
He sniffed, turning his head to wipe away his tears, feeling embarrassed by his reaction. Sebastian treating him this way, it was more than he deserved considering the deal he'd made. But even with the reprieve he'd been given, it hadn't fully dawned on the boy until now that he was truly dead. He would never have a specialty tea again, never spend time with Lizzie again, or laugh at the servant trio's antics...He had no idea what had happened to any of them, his 'friends'. He'd never been much of a friend. He wondered if anyone was left to miss him. Sebastian's surprisingly sweet lovemaking seemed to be the only thing keeping him tethered to sanity at the moment.
Sebastian continued to make love to Ciel as he kissed his tears away tenderly. He made sure to hit Ciel's prostate so that his lover would know release in this manner. Making love face-to-face was nice and more personal. Nearing his release, Sebastian cradled his lover's body in his arms. Something wet caressed Sebastian's cheek. It was foreign to him, yet he knew already what it was. Hopefully Ciel would not see it.
"Ciel, my love, I would not go anywhere without you even if I had the option."
As the pair climaxed, Sebastian planted another passionate kiss on Ciel's lips. Sebastian forgot the moisture on his face and looked Ciel in his eyes. "I promise you that. And here is my proof." Sebastian held out his right hand and a beautiful and delicate collar materialized. The collar was black but had blue jewels decorating it. There was a ring similar to one you would see on a dog's collar, but even that seemed to sparkle with an unearthly shimmer.
"Please wear this for me." Sebastian moved behind Ciel and fit the collar around his neck. It was the perfect size. It was obvious that this had been made specifically for Ciel. "How does it feel, my love?" Once again Sebastian was facing Ciel and gazing softly into his eyes.
Ciel felt completely satisfied, still regaining his breath when Sebastian presented his gift. Wiping a few more tears from his eyes he brought his hands to his neck, feeling the collar's fine materials, somehow knowing these jewels were made of the same as his family ring. He looked up at his love with eyes full of passion, but he didn't know how he could ever convey his feelings. In the young boy's mind they might as well have been getting married. Sebastian's promise was that real to him. Instead of making a further mockery of himself, he quenched his tears in a more traditional grin. Ciel leaned in and kissed the demon's cheek softly.
"Woof."
Sebastian smirked at Ciel's joke. He stood up and turned around, away from Ciel. As he did so the flames disappeared and the mansion was as it had been during Sebastian's service. Sebastian motioned for Ciel to follow him as he walked toward the door of the library they had been in. There was much Ciel needed to learn. More time had passed than he could possibly comprehend and so much had been done in preparation for this night.
Confused by the sudden change of scene, but certainly not unhappy with it, Ciel got to his feet slowly, feeling sore all over. Looking around the perfectly rebuilt library he felt somehow more naked than before, his familiarity with the room making him feel like any moment now the servants or Lizzie or even that strange man Grell could walk in and see him. Still, he followed Sebastian, because he never wanted to know what it would feel like to be apart from him in this world.
Sebastian led the way to Ciel's bedroom where his nightshirt had been laid out. As they walked, Sebastian's appearance faded back to the facade Ciel was familiar with. He was even carrying the candelabra as though he were walking his bo-chan to bed for the night. Sebastian said not a word, but motioned for Ciel to take his position to be dressed for bed with a smile.
The boy was wary, knowing his demonic lover was capable of turning violent rather quickly and for very little reason. The facade had always pleased the young earl, but there must be something else to this display. Not to mention the nostalgia slowly creeping over him. He had to frequently remind himself this was only an illusion of life. Ciel Phantomhive was in fact dead.
The habit of being dressed for bed this way hadn't left him yet.
"Neither of us requires sleep per se, though rest is always nice. I shall dress in the appropriate attire and join you."
Sebastian turned and walked to the wardrobe where he pulled out a similar nightshirt and changed without hesitation or modestly. To be honest it appeared as though he were trying to make Ciel, in his obvious curiosity, look at his exposed form.
And the young Earl did watch. Ciel had always loved the sleek look of his butler's body. It was much different than his true form, but now that he'd been so intimate with the other he was sure they were both plenty satisfactory. He sat on his big bed, surprised it even smelled the same, and watched hungrily as Sebastian stripped, sipping at the milk all the while and becoming pleasantly drowsier.
When the butler pulled on his own nightshirt Ciel allowed an impatient whine to escape his lips. Their bodies had been nearly one for so long now that even this small distance was too much for him.
"Does it please you to have me hold you while we rest, bo-chan?" Sebastian said as he moved back towards the bed. He was grinning as he had felt Ciel's eyes devouring him just moments before. He did not bow as he might have during Ciel's life, but the request was still filled with respect all the same.
"Don't play games with me, Sebastian." He put down his mug, finished with his milk now. "Get in this bed and hold me now." Ciel slipped under the covers, but waited and watched as his lover joined him. Before Sebastian could make any moves of his own Ciel had cuddled close to him, breathing in his faint cologne and nuzzling the butler's chest.
Sebastian accepted the gestures of adoration and kissed the top of Ciel's head. He wrapped his arms about his love and simply held him. It would be dawn before he moved. And even then, his shifting was not in attempt to leave the bed.
(To be continued...)