His Butler, His Master

His Butler, Master's Change

~Normal P.O.V.~

     It was a normal day at the Phantomhive's Mansion, Ciel Phantomhive in his usual chair(Or should I say, throne) that fit his tiny plump butt, and he sighed staring at the paperwork in front of him, twirling the rather big ring around his finger. "Huh. How boring." He said as he looked at a letter from his fiancé, Lady Elizabeth, with hearts on the front saying "Happy Birthday". 'Although she does not interest me, and it seems obvious, I am curious of her. Does she not see?' Ciel thought in curiousity.

     It was, his birthday, age seventeen, but, he insisted on not doing anything, considering his past and his memories flowing through his confused head. "Why is everything so complex, Sebastian?" Ciel murmured, watching his One Hell Of A Butler bow and enter, standing oddly beside Ciel's chair, on the side that showed his plump bottom. "That is quite hard to explain, my Lord, though a rather good question. You'll find out on your own maybe, young master." Sebastian replied simply, a small smile on his face, his eyes trailing down Ciel's body, admiring his young Master's impressive figure.

     The young master snickered. 'My demon butler won't even tell me. What treachery is this?! What the bloody hell?!' Ciel felt his butler lean down to his ear like he always would, breathing on his ear, but it was making his heart race and his cheeks turn a faint shade of pink. "Happy Birthday, young master, would you like a treat?" Sebastian whispered huskily. "U-urm, m-my my, S-Sebastian..um..u-uhh.." Ciel's cheeks became a darker red and he growled, furious at his flustered self.

     "Young master, I meant as in would you care to treat yourself to something sweet, what is going on in that flustered mind of yours?" He chuckled with a devilish grin, but it soon faded into his normal smile. "I-i knew that S-Sebastian!! I was not doing anything disgraceful! How d-disgusting..!" Ciel hesitated, even more furious that it seemed Sebastian could read his thoughts.

     "You are at that age, are you being naughty, or do you wish to have something dirty, from inside your young mind?" Sebastian teasingly nipped at Ciel's ear, earning a gasp of pleasure and shock from the young Earl. "S-Sebastian! Sto-stop teasing me, I assure you I am not thinking in such a way, now just go get me a strawberry tart! And that's an order!" Ciel was blushing a furious color of red, scooting away from his Butler. "Yes, my lord." Sebastian chuckled, leaving the room.

     "How is he so-so-s-so..." Ciel flushed deeper red as he felt an erection and became embarrassed, covering up the bump in his formal shorts. "A-attractive. " He finished, starting to feel his mind wander, thinking of Sebastian feeding him if he rejected his tart. 'Now, now master, you cannot order something and not eat it.' He saw Sebastian leaning forward and pushing the tart towards his mouth, but Ciel had clamped his mouth shut, so Sebastian licked his Master's lips and roughly kissed him, shoving his tongue into the Earl's mouth, pushing the tart in as well, causing the boy to gasp and swallow it. The young Earl's mind snapped out of his daydream and heard the door open.

     He tried to forget it and noticed how hard he'd become now, and blushed lightly still, even as Sebastian placed the tart in front of him, he pondered dirtyly. "No." The young master rejected. "What?" Sebastian said curiously. "I said no." Ciel said simply, not as in an order or demanding tone. "Now, now master,-" Ciel's heart raced, growing harder and covering it shyly, looking at Sebastian but he shoved his lips against Sebastian's and grabbed onto him greedily.