Twist of Fate (SebastianXCiel)

Chapter 1

Lingerie. Fucking Lingerie. Of all the places he'd been dragged to - he had to shop at a fucking lingerie store.
"So- what color do you think he likes the best?" Elizabeth, his giddy cousin asked.
Ciel waved his hand irritably, shoving both hands into his denim jeans.
"I don't fucking know-"
"Guess, then."
"Why do I have to guess?"
Elizabeth shrugged. "You're a man... He's a man... Give me some insightful male intuition on color."
She picked through the racks of bras and panties. "I want something he likes; you're with me for a reason. I love your taste in clothing and fashion, and so does Alois. That's why I want your help. What you like, he will, too. Besides that, haven't you two been best friends since you were nine?"
Ciel rolled his eyes, a playful glint in his blue orb. "I couldn't give two shits about what Alois likes. I fucking hate him; the only reason I'm even helping you right now is because you like him. That is all." He mused.
Elizabeth let out an amused huff at the verbal irony, but went along with his statement. "Party pooper..."
Ciel rolled his eyes, smiling, and grabbed some silk blue underwear with black lace and a small black ribbon on the front.
"Fucking try this on, then. He likes blue and black - and no, before you ask, the type of blue doesn't matter. Blue is still fucking blue."
Elizabeth pursed her lips, pretending to be offended, and huffed. "Fine then. You don't have to be rude about it." She teased.
She plucked the underwear from his hands, and turned towards the dressing room.
"Find me lots more, kay?" She called back, shutting the door behind her.
Ciel groaned, and trudged back toward the racks.
"Why me?" He cursed to the sky.
He felt so out of place in this store - it wasn't a Victoria's Secret or Lovers, to which he was grateful, except... Women.
There were too many women. Silently he screamed from embarrassment and humiliation. Not a /single/ man... Except him.
He swallowed the lump in his throat, cheeks burning as he flipped through black laced underwear - these hardly classified as underwear at all... They were just... Strings.
Suddenly, a finger poked at his shoulder. "Excuse me?" A deep, velvety voice purred into his ear.
Ciel jumped ten feet in the air, shivering from both fright and...
He spun around, blue orbs wide with shock as he lay eyes upon the most gorgeous man alive.
He knew he was gay, but... God damn.
Glancing into those beautiful crimson eyes that rippled with dominance alone was enough to make his legs feel weak, and his breath short. This man's face was perfectly structured, cheek bones present, but not prominent. His face was long, but was not overly so; the shape rounded to accentuate his features. His lips, too, were parted slightly, as if he were afraid of breathing too loudly; but, his hair was another feature he could not ignore. A mop of hair darker than black rest atop his head in a casual style, bangs swept to the sides for the most part; but, though his hair framed his face perfectly, the few bangs that fell into his face completed the stunning vision of the male.
Breathless for a moment, he grasped the rack from behind him.
"Would you like some assistance?" He purred, a delicate smile gracing his features.
Ciel's heart fluttered, his body felt so attracted to him... Especially the lull of his deep, authoritative voice.
"U-um..." He breathed, startled, and taken aback. Assistance?
His gaze was torn from his beautiful face, and he looked down at his chest.
Fuck, even though he saw his badge that clearly displayed 'Sebastian', all he could think about was that chest. How broad... How strong...
When Sebastian cleared his throat, he jumped again. "S-sorry, no. No, I'm um... I'm good. I'm here for my friend."
"Ah," Sebastian purred. "And who is your friend?" He asked, leaning in a little.
"W-well, she's-"
"Ciel!" Elizabeth squealed, bursting from her stall in just her tank top and the underwear she seemed to adore. "Look- look, come see. They're absolutely adorable! Now I just have to find a top, and then a few more pairs after that, and we'll be all set!"
She pretended like Sebastian wasn't even present, tugging at his arm, chattering excitedly. "I love the blue - at first, I worried about them not matching my eyes, but the shade is absolutely perfect! Are there more? Have you found any more?" She asked. She tugged a very reluctant Ciel away from the male, to whom his eyes were glued.
The corner of the devilish man's lips lifted into a sort of small smile, and he straightened his posture.
Their eyes met, and he found he could not pull his own blue orbs from those smothering crimson ones.
Never once did he think about the color and their oddity, only their perfection... Which was strange.
Their eye contact was abruptly cut when Elizabeth pulled him into the stall, closing it, and shielding the male from view.
"Oh my god." She breathed to him. "That guy you were talking to - fuck. He is so hot!" She squealed, and stomped around excitedly.
Ciel snorted, and crossed his arms disapprovingly.
His black, button-up dress shirt crinkled as he did so, and he rolled his eyes. "What are you squealing about? You're taken, remember?"
Elizabeth spluttered, cheeks turning pink. "Yeah, but-"
Ciel slapped her hand away from him as she pleaded for help.
"Moron - You chose to be with Alois for a reason. He's my best friend, so watch yourself before you go behind his back. Just because you're my cousin doesn't mean you get the freedom to flirt with any hot guy you see."
"You think he's hot?" She exclaimed excitedly. She jumped up and down, and let out a shrill squeal. "Oh my god! Maybe this could be your chance to get a boy-"
Ciel slapped his hand over her mouth. "No - no. He's probably already taken, and just because he's hot as hell does not mean I want to ask him out. He has his own life, and, unlike you, I don't waltz around flirting with every guy I see."
Elizabeth groaned, and took up his hands. "Nngh, Ciel, he's killing me. What's his name? Did he tell you?"
Ciel groaned. "Elizabeth, please-"
A soft knock on their door was heard, and their door creaked open.
It was Sebastian.
Smiling at them, he gestured out of the stall.
"Pardon my interruption, but I couldn't help but overhear your little conversation." He mused. "If you're not using this stall, may I please ask to allow the other customers waiting in line to use your dressing room?" He questioned.
He stepped back, and both Ciel and Elizabeth quickly exited, heads ducked in shame.
Trailing after Elizabeth, he mumbled a soft 'sorry' to the older, but before he could pass, Sebastian caught his arm.
He would have yelped if Sebastian had not leaned in, ebony hair cascading around his shoulder, to whisper into his ear.
"My name is Sebastian Michaelis," he purred softly, "And I'm very much available."
In the instant he was so close, the next he vanished, walking away to escort an older woman into the now-vacant stall.
Blushing up to his ears, he quickly hurried over to Elizabeth.
"I saw that!" She squealed softly. "What did he say - did he say something hot? Was it about me? About you?"
Ciel cleared his throat awkwardly, unbuttoning the top button of his dress shirt. He blinked rapidly, and shook his head fiercely.
"Tell, tell!" She clapped softly.
In the distance a soft bout of laughter from across the room was heard, and both Elizabeth and Ciel's head swiveled in the direction of said noise.
Sebastian was propped up against the counter, looking over a younger lady's shoulder - right at him.
His chin lifted, exposing a hot, creamy-white throat, and the barest hint of his neckline from his white band shirt. Dark locks of his jet black hair brushed his broad shoulders, and his face wrinkled cutely as his mouth parted to let out the soft laugh. His eyes, too, smiled, crimson eyes settling on a slightly darker, muddy brown color - most likely the cause of the lighting. Either way, each time he saw the male in motion, he felt his heart flutter stupidly, and his jaw drop in awe. He was pretty certain that he was drooling.
Elizabeth grinned widely.
"He's hot, Ciel. Go fucking talk to him. If I have one certain talent, it's reading people's faces. He so wants to talk to you. He has that look on his face like he wants to take you somewhere private." She giggled.
Ciel's head snapped back at her, and his face flushed. "I am not looking for someone to bed - or bed me. I'm not like that, and you damn well know it. I may be a tease, but I'm not a slut."
Elizabeth waved his statement off with a light laugh. "Oh, I know. But seriously - have you seen him?" She asked. She couldn't stop looking over his shoulder to peer at the devilishly hot male.
"He's looking at you. God, I wish you could see this." She swooned.
Ciel crossed his arms. "He's probably looking at you. You are staring at him, after all."
She shook her head in protest. "I may be looking at him, but I-" she stopped, and then snickered. "I think he's definitely checking you out. Do you want him? You want him, i know you do. This is great. This is interesting. Oh my god - if this happens, i swear to god I called it. I mean - fuck, he's so hot - like, kill me now, hot. Like, fuck me with your eyes, hot. Like-"
"I get it!" He bit sharply. "He's hot. Fine. You got me. I want him to fuck the everloving daylights out of me. I want to fucked by his eyes and his mouth, and I want-"
Elizabeth snickered as he gradually got louder, and delightfully neglected to tell Ciel that Sebastian was making his way over.
"-him to bend me over the couch and fuck me until I have no energy left in my god damn body. You happy? I want to yank down his pants and do all sorts of crazy things to that piece of work- Just shut the hell up before he hears!"
A small tap on his right shoulder and a small clearing of a throat had Ciel frozen where he stood. A shiver ran down his spine, and horror filled his face as he glanced at Elizabeth.
He mouthed 'he's right behind me...'
She giggled, and slowly nodded.
"I'm gonna try on some more stuff, kay?" She laughed.
"No, wait-!" Ciel took a step forward, but she was gone.
Shivering, he refused to look back. A soft hum filled his ears - Sebastian was laughing.
He blushed up to his ears, but his heart beat wildly in his chest when his strong arms encircled him, hugging him from behind. He leaned into his ear, hot breath ghosting over the shell, and making him shiver against his hot body.
"My," Sebastian breathed into his ear. "What a colorful imagination you have. I certainly wouldn't be opposed to such acts... If you'd like, we could go into the back - or we could simply take a little trip to my house..." He offered.
Blushing up to his ears, he unhooked Sebastian's arms - though he wished he could have stayed like that - and turned. He lowered his head, unable to meet his gaze.
"I apologize for my words. They were uncalled for. I don't mean to... Say such things. I'm really not looking for a fuck buddy, I'm-"
"I'm not either." Sebastian interrupted. "I find that sort of thing disgusting. I just..." He ran his nimble fingers through his raven locks, crimson eyes searing into his own blue ones, and his bangs slowly slipped from his grasp.
"Just... When you first turned around... I didn't expect that you would look... Like..." His gaze flicked up and down, seeming to analyze Ciel's body.
Ciel shivered, and he crossed his arms, feeling a tingling sensation as the employee scanned him.
"Like...?"
"Like..." He paused. "This. I mean, I've seen attractive men before, but..." He ran his fingers through his hair again, this time his hands nearly shaking.
Ciel blushed, and looked down.
From across the store, he heard a loud 'Just kiss!' From Elizabeth.
He never wanted to smack someone in the face so badly before.
Sebastian chuckled slightly, and tilted the younger's chin up with two of his nimble fingers. He smiled.
"Should we?" He asked gently. "I'd like to... I'd very much like to. I'd be honored if we could."
"I-in the middle of the store?" Ciel panicked.
Sebastian tugged him closer by his hip, pressing their foreheads together. "Yes..."
Heart in his throat, Ciel struggled for something - anything, to say. Nothing came to him, his mouth only parting awkwardly making weird 'o' shapes.
Sebastian sealed his lips over his.
For a moment, Ciel panicked, hands flying to Sebastian's chest so as to shove him away - except... His hands didn't shove him.
His fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt, and he found himself urging the hot employee closer. What once was a hesitant, soft kiss became a confident, open-mouthed kiss, tongues slipping, connecting, and knocking together for the first time. Sebastian's mouth was so sweet... So confident with each stroke of his hot muscle that explored the inside of his mouth.
Sebastian's hand, urged their hips together, and a soft moan escaped Ciel's lips before he could say a word.
And then Ciel pulled back for air, a string of saliva connecting them. Sebastian pressed his forehead against his again, equally breathless. Sebastian's hand raised to graze his thumb across his cheek sweetly.
"Can this happen?" Ciel automatically said, dreamily. "Can this be a thing-?"
"Can we be a thing." The employee corrected, smiling down at him. His thumb grazed his lips, and his breath ghosted over them, as well.
"I was going to ask that..." Sebastian answered.
Ciel felt the corner of his mouth lift in a little smile, and his heart wouldn't quit pounding in his chest.
"I want this - I want to be together. I... Would like this. With you... I don't even know you-"
"But I want to know you. I want to learn everything there is to know about you. Like, your full name. Ciel. Ciel what?"
Ciel smiled, and and he kissed his thumb.
"I want to know you, too, Sebastian."
He paused.
"Ciel Phantomhive."
"Sebastian Michaelis." He automatically responded. He rubbed their noses, and smiled widely with his perfectly white teeth - which, Ciel felt that proved how black his hair was.
"My shift is over in an hour- will you be around?"
"Around?"
He tore his gaze from Sebastian's fuck-me-now gaze, and looked at Elizabeth. She was idly twirling her hair, flicking through the racks of underwear and bras, and stealing glances at the two lovebirds.
"I'll be closer than around," he answered. "I'll be stuck to you like glue." He joked.
He felt the searing heat of his hand as it shifted towards his lower back; his nose prodded again his, and the older sighed happily. "You don't know what it means to hear you say that..."
"You don't know what it means to realize that you care that deeply about a stranger's presence."
"You're not a stranger." Sebastian argued softly.
"Oh?" Ciel raised an eyebrow.
"You're Ciel Phantomhive." Sebastian pecked his lips, and then slowly let go of the male, backing away, eyes still locked onto each other, Ciel at a loss for words.