The Dream (Ciel X Sebastian)

Ch. 3

    "Sebastian! I-I order you, stop this immediately!" Ciel said as he tried to struggle against Sebastian's touch.
    "Now now, you should be more quiet. You wouldn't want the servants to hear you. I told you that I shall not take orders from you for today. So now why won't you be a good little boy and stay quiet." He whispered this hotly into Ciel's ear as he tore off the last bit of clothing off of Ciel. He let his tongue graze across the young boy's neck as he took off his own clothing. Ciel's face began to flush. Sebastian picked him up and threw him on top of the desk, scattering the documents everywhere. He kissed down Ciel's perfect body, biting the soft skin then rubbing the mark he left with his tongue. He let his hands travel down his master's small form, feeling every curve, every dip, every bump. His hand found the already aroused length and he began to tease it, rubbing up and down the shaft, just barely brushing the sensitive tip. Painful pleasure exploded through Ciel. His pride was beginning to slowly wash away.
    "N-ngh. Se-Sebastian don't! Y-you damned demon I-" His voice was cut off by his own lewd moans. He covered his mouth and bit his thumb, keeping in a scream. His face flushed as he instinctively thrusted into the demon's teasing hand.
    "I prefer this look much more over any other one." Sebastian's voice was low and filled with lust. He kissed down Ciel's body, stopping to only spread his thighs further apart. He then kissed the wet tip ever so slightly, teasing the young Earl even more. A loud moan escaped his lips, and that made Sebastian's core burn. He put Ciel's length into his mouth, sucking hard on the tip and sliding his tongue all around it. Ciel's cries echoed throughout the room despite his efforts at silencing them. Sebastian came up to breath, and as he did he stuck his own fingers into his mouth, lathering them with saliva. Ciel whimpered with disappointment when Sebastian abandoned his length.
    "This will be uncomfortable at first, but soon it shall bring you great pleasure."
    Without waiting for an answer he inserted one finger into the small tight entrance. Ciel gripped the sides of the desk hard and writhed around at the strange feeling inside him. Sebastian pushed against the warm walls, hitting every small nerve there was inside of him. He arched his back into the air and let out a cry.
    "Oh my. Listen to yourself. We've barely even begun."
    Sebastian inserted a second and a third finger, gently stretching the warm walls. Ciel began to gasp out in short shallow breaths, still trying to hold back any cries. Sebastian then ripped his fingers out, sending jolts of painful pleasure throughout the young Earl's body.
    "You are mine now, young master. Only mine. None other than myself shall touch you." Sebastian inserted his own pulsing length into the aroused entrance. Ciel gasped out, letting his head fall down and to the side. His hips rocked around as Sebastian quickened his pace. His movements, along with the toying of his member, brought him to the brink of no control. Sebastian too, was loosing himself.
    "Come now, little lord. There is no need to hold it any longer. Let me hear you." The hot words in his ear was all that it took.
    "Se-Sebastian!! N-ah~!" Ciel arched his back into the air and spilled the creamy liquid onto his and Sebastian's chest. The demon released as well, filling Ciel with such a hot, uncomfortable feeling. He writhed around, having lewd moans escape his lips once more. Ciel then began to take deep calming breaths, with their climax over. He picked Ciel up and cradled him against his chest, drawing invisible patterns on the little lord's back.
    "See, master? That wasn't so bad." A smirk played across the devil's face.
    "Sh-shut up y-you damned demon." He curled up tighter against Sebastian's chest, body throughly shaking. After a moment Sebastian stood up and grabbed a towel from a drawer, which was originally put there to clean up a tea spill, if it ever happened of course. He wrapped it around his master, drying him of the sweat and liquid that drenched him. He dried himself as well before putting his clothes back on. Ciel watched his butler do so, cursing himself silently for letting a blush creep onto his face.
    "I shall run a bath for you, and as you wash I will clean up the mess. Then it would be time for you to retire for the night." He said as he picked Ciel up. The young Earl only nodded, now feeling the after affects of their 'affair'.
    The bath was filled with warm water scented with sweet roses. The water relaxed Ciel, soothing his aching muscles. He closed his eyes momentarily, letting the floral scents clear his mind. He opened his blue eye and glared at his butler, whom had been stareing at him with those devilish pink eyes.
    "Never do such a thing again. I want to hear nary a thing about this incident ever again. Is that clear?" The black clad butler only smirked.
    "Oh? But you seemed to enjoy it quite throughly. I know I did as well." Ciel flushed and looked away.
    "You have a mess to clean up. Go take care of it now." Sebastian chuckled, then bowed.
    "Yes, my lord." He walked off, back to the study to clean the mess he had made that was oh so much fun to make.