Revelations

Chapter fourteen

AN: Okay so here it is, the moment you've all probably been waiting for! *whispers* I know I was... XD
So yeah, this chapter is gonna get pretty intense and also the majority of it will be told in a flashback...
Anyway, all of you people who don't read or prefer yaoi have been fair-warned, so yeah, I don't wanna hear that I mentally scarred you or anything like that. And, for those of you who like yaoi, you're gonna LOVE this and I hope you enjoy this!
So yeah, go forth and read what I have wrote about Sebby & Ciel, today! :D

For the next few days, Ciel tries in earnest to get Sebastian to cave.
But, the demonic butler just chuckles at all of Ciel's failed attempts to get him into his bed, again.
Since the 'incident', the butler had decided to no longer sleep with the young boy in his bed, due to the fact he knew if he did, if only once again, it would most likely result in the young Earl getting his way, at last.
And, one particular day that had almost happened...
Sebastian had been cleaning the Phantomhive manor as per usual when, he'd suddenly looked up to see Ciel standing there wearing nothing but his too-big nightshirt, and to make matters worse, it was fully unbuttoned, exposing well his...everything.
Startled and suddenly very flustered, the demon butler approached the boy and tried to gather his words, as he tried not to look down at the very impressive erection Ciel was currently sporting.
But, the young Earl just laughed slightly at his butler and lover's sudden change of demeanour, before doing what Sebastian had dreaded.
Slowly, ever so painfully slow, he carefully pushed the white shirt off one of his creamy, pale, white shoulders, all the while staring intently at the demon.
This of course, caused Sebastian to suddenly become paralyzed and stand in utter awe and shock, as Ciel then pushed the fabric off his other shoulder.
Now, it was only held onto his small body by the sleeves, but Sebastian knew that it would only take a few seconds for Ciel to remove the nightshirt, completely.
So, with a burst of sudden frustration, he had ran at the young Earl, crimson eyes flashing dangerously, and had quickly pushed him against the wall.
The boy had seemed a little shocked by his demonic butler's sudden outburst, but didn't object when Sebastian finally kissed him, putting as much pent-up desire and love for Ciel into that kiss that he could give.
Somewhere in the back of his mind he could hear a little voice, it was soft, yet persistent, saying-no begging, him not to do it. Not to take Ciel Phantomhive right then and there against the wall.
But, of course, Sebastian was so overcome with desire for his young master that he didn't really listen to the voice, and so it finally subsided.
Now, as he looked back on it, they probably would have done it, and gone 'all the way', if it hadn't been for the sudden sounds downstairs of someone with an annoying high-pitched voice yelling: "CIEEEEEEEEELLLL!!!!!!"
Oh well, the time for that wouldn't turn out to be then, but much, much later...
It was those words though, coming from that girl, that broke the trance that Sebastian had been in.
Hurriedly, he pushed himself off of the young boy and dashed down the stairs, his hair no doubt disheveled and for some reason, his heart beating, rapidly?
Oh well, he would worry about that later, right now though, he needed some air.
Once he got downstairs, he ran SO fast past Elizabeth, that her blonde pigtails actually moved from the sudden rush of wind Sebastian had created.
But, she could've cared less about that, for she was looking for Ciel.
Her big green eyes scanned the room, trying to detect anything that might indicate her fiancé was nearby. When she found nothing of the sort, she sighed.
'Why was Sebastian in such a hurry?', she had thought instead, suddenly curious about what had happened before her arrival.
But, her thoughts were then cut off, when she saw her dear love, Ciel.
He was dressed to perfection, and the way he approached her made her think that he was escorting to her to a ball or some other important social event.
"Hello, Lizzy.", he said, giving her a small (obviously fake) smile.
She stared at him in awe, like he were the very sun itself. Bright, shining, full of life, and a warmth that she swore was warmer than a open-fireplace in the winter months.
'How can this be the same boy?', she asked herself.
'How is it that Ciel can be so friendly and kind to me, now?'
She didn't know, but would evidently later find out.
Now, that Ciel looks back on it, he knows it was a horrible idea, messing with Lizzy's feelings for him, but he had ONLY cared about getting back at Sebastian.
So, that had been why he had agreed very quickly to having a ball hosted at the manor, and why he had told the girl, his cousin, that she could stay for dinner.
It hadn't been because, of what he felt for her, for he felt nothing for her but, what he had felt since they were really young, and it was the same love one has for a sibling.
But, of course, Lizzy had not seen that, that he was fooling her, playing a meaningless game, only to make the one he actually love, jealous. And, it had worked. Had it ever worked! So in the end, Ciel only felt content with what he'd done, not once feeling an ounce of regret.
Even at that ball as he danced listlessly in her arms, he couldn't help but grin at the effect all his decisions he had made thus far, we're having on the demon.
That was why, when his fiancée told him that she loved him, the young Earl had just nodded before saying: "I know, Lizzy.", and spun her back around the room, until she was so exhausted that she could barely catch her breath.
The dance lessons with Sebastian over the years, had definitely payed off.
In that one night alone, Ciel had gotten asked to dance with several different young girls who were all around his age, all of them smiling brightly at him, and chatting excitedly as he swept them around the dance floor, taking heed not to accidentally step on their small delicate slippers and crush their toes.
Eventually though, no doubt extremely frustrated with Ciel, Sebastian appeared at the boy's side, just as another pretty young girl asked him to dance with her.
Ciel had suddenly tensed when he felt his butler's presence, but tried to remain composed as he his head, in agreement at her request.
But, Sebastian shook his head, and said to the young girl who was dressed in a pastel yellow ball gown: "I am afraid that the young master must retire now for the night. You see, it is quite late, and I do not think that it would be wise for him to stay up any later than necessary, due to the fact that he has lots of important matters to attend to tomorrow."
If hadn't been a complete lie, Sebastian had told.
And, he chuckled under his breath at that, before thinking: 'Indeed, he will be too sore from the previous night's events to even stand up straight...'
But, he didn't tell the disappointed girl that.
Ciel though, turned to glare at him, no doubt annoyed with Sebastian's thoughts.
Well, they never turned into actions, so he told himself that he had every right to be annoyed.
If only he would've known that the demon wasn't joking, this time...
Finally, after what seemed like forever, Ciel smiled at the girl and then nodded in his butler's direction.
"He's indeed right about that, I am a very busy person after all. I'm terribly sorry, but I must refuse this once, due to those circumstances. But, perhaps at the next ball, we...could have that dance together?"
He had secretly hoped that the girl, whoever she was, would say no, but she nodded excite,t at the Earl's words, her cheeks flaring red, as she said: "Yes! Yes, of course! That would be lovely!"
Ciel Phantomhive hadn't said anything more just nodded, and began to follow Sebastian out of the ballroom.
He didn't notice the hurt expression that had flashed itself upon his fiancée's face as he passed, nor did he try to feel an ounce of pity for her.
No, he couldn't.
Such a thing wasn't possible because, Sebastian Michaelis, his demon, his butler, and the love of his life, had scooped him up into he arms and was now whispering words Ciel had only dreamed of hearing him say, into his ear, telling him of what was to come once they finally reached the young boy's room. And, who...
And, it had been an overwhelmingly wonderful experience, indeed.
Despite the fact that the ball was still going on downstairs, upstairs the Earl Phantomhive (who had left his own party early) was screaming in pure and utter ecstasy as Sebastian pounded into him, causing the bed to shake and an evident thudding sound to be heard from downstairs. Ciel had known that this would be worth the teasing and the arguments, but he hadn't known just HOW much it would be worth all of that now meaningless stuff.
He could've cared less at that very minute if someone were to walk in on them, and see him laying sprawled out against his mattress, panting and writhing as his butler pounded up into him, making him emit sounds that Ciel would swear he hadn't emitted, later on.
Copious amounts of unresolved sexual tension had burst forth to the surface, and were now being thrown at the boy, tenfold.
He couldn't even think straight as he felt Sebastian, pounding in and out, and up into him, until he hit the place where Ciel saw stars.
It was the most intense thing the young boy had ever experienced and he found himself breaking down in ugly sobs, as Sebastian continued to fuck him, going deeper and deeper each time, till Ciel knew he was going to fall apart at any second.
And he did, all over his butler's exposed chest, the gush that was released, like a geyser, it sprayed like a hose.
He had felt suddenly embarrassed at the sight of what he was doing, and this only made him sob harder, his nails digging into the demon's back.
Sebastian had then pounded in one more time, before following his master's actions, but the spray wasn't entirely visible because he was buried so deep inside Ciel.
But, the young Earl had felt it.
Felt the way it coated his insides, heating them up until he swore he'd die right then and there from the intense, burning it caused.
But, eventually the feeling of the thick substance coursing through him stopped, and he felt Sebastian slump against him, trying in haste to use his arms as a support, so that he would not squash Ciel.
'That would not be a good thing to do, after having sex with him...', he thought, but couldn't help but chuckle a little, when he imagined Ciel yelling at him to get off of him, and trying to push him off, and inexplicably failing.
"W-What?", the boy had demanded, his breathing still laboured, no doubt still not over the experience he'd just been through.
And, doubted that he would ever be over it.
Sebastian had just chuckled, reaching up to brush some of Ciel's hair away from his face, where it had become sticky with sweat.
'And other things...', he had thought, but didn't dare say so out loud.
Instead, he said, voice more sincere than Ciel had ever seen, yet still having an almost playful quality to it: "You were right about what you said to me, that day."
Slowly, Ciel tried to sit up a little, but a stabbing pain caused him to lay back down against the pillows.
"W-what do you mean?", he stammered slightly, taking a sharp intake of breath as he felt Sebastian move slightly, so that he was even closer to the Earl's face.
The pain he felt was because, the demon who had reign over his soul, and now his body, was still inside him, but had only moved then, to pull out slowly from the warmth that was Ciel.
"You said that you'd get me back."
A pause.
Sebastian then reached for Ciel's face and kissed him.
It wasn't till he pulled away, that he finished what he had been saying.
"And, you did..."