Sebastian... This... is an order... M... Make love to me...
His head tilted back as he pictured the earl murmuring such words to him...
Y-you... You're so... b-big...
He imagined the blush on his face...
Be... gentle with me... And stop... if I say to...
He knew his fantasies were indecent - but the boy was irresistible. He'd been pleasuring himself to such mental images of the boy each night that he had time - which was rare, admittedly.
It... It hurts... But... I think... I want you inside of me...
His hand was wrapped around his own shaft, his eyes closed, his lips parted.
Mm...! Nngh! It hurts...! But it feels good...!
He imagined those slender arms wrapped around his neck, he imagined himself slowly moving within the boy.
Wh-what was that...?! That f-felt amazing...! D-do that again, Sebastian!
His own hips rolled forward instinctively, longing for the undoubtedly heavenly heat within his master.
Aahn~! M-more...! There! Sebastian~!
His hand began moving faster, tighter, everything he could to replicate the pleasure he longed for.
Sebastian...! Oh, god...! D-d-don't stop...
He bit his lip as he continued to imagine his master moving with him, picturing the sheen of sweat - and other things - on the boy's body.
Mm... More... D-deeper...
He smiled as the moans that his mind was conjuring became more desperate, more lustful.
Sebastian! I... You... D-do you love me...?
The butler bit his lip once more, feeling himself near the edge of climax.
I... I love you, too... Seb- Aanh! Sebastian!
He thrust into his hand again, his senses overcome with the sensuality of his fantasy.
Ahh! I... Something... M-more!
He tightened his grip around his member, feeling the heat radiate from his bare chest.
Th-there...! It's... I feel... Something...! Haah!
He came - hard. Hot. Across his chest. And damn, did it feel good.
He moaned softly, not wanting his current state to disturb - much less be found by - anyone.
I wonder... if the Young Master would enjoy my taste... my size... my body... Is it wrong to expect that he would? After all, this form was made specially for him.
He sat up slowly, sparing a glance out the window at the moonlight. He smiled slowly.
I wonder... what would it take... to make him mine. I love him, so much-
His thoughts were interrupted by a loud moan of his name from across the manor.
That is most certainly Ciel's voice... And even more certainly my name.
He chuckled softly.
Aah, a demon's fantasy. How twisted, indeed.