14 Days [Ciel Phantomhive x Reader]

Day 2

Ciel's fingers danced over your shoulders, masaging every kink and knot on your flawless body. He seemed to worship you as though you were a goddes, as if life formed upon you and he must nurture it, keep it safe in other for the world to survive it's hardships.

His nose nuzzled against the crook of your neck, his eyes fluttering closed. The very minute the both of you had woken up was to the row of the birds and the rays of the sun then he had instructed Sebastian to call over a doctor, your cure being lots of bed rest and soup. You had a feeling it wouldn't work.

Out of worry he had decided to reject any and all paperwork or visitors in order to tend to your every need. You weren't one to want many things and although he was constantly asking what you needed but you only replied with something along the lines of needing him or his company. And although this flattered the young Earl he couldn't help but want to help out more.

Placing his head upon your shoulder he sighed, currently you sat between his outstrecthed legs, your back towards him as he massaged your shoulder, his fingers creating a certain peace through your body. "(Y/N), are you really okay?" He murmured against your skin, his lips sending shivers down your spine. You smile lovingly at your lover, watching as he immediately relax at your expression, you were so beautiful to him. Stunning. A women too gorgeous to be considered human.

Slowly your body turned, now you were kneeling in front of him, he gazed up at your figure, his mismatched gaze melting into your own (e/c) eyes as your hands combed into his hair, pushing the navy strands away from his face, enjoying the way his eyes fluttered at your touch. Your lips decended upon his own and your mouths moulded together in a flame of passion, he purred against your lips, his hands sliding along your arms and resting upon your shoulder.

His tongue skimmed your lower lip, asking, begging for entrance to the moist cavern of your mouth, but you denied and once more broke the kiss before the boy could become too addicted. You kissed his forehead, smiled gently and nuzzled your nose against his own, "I'm swear to you. I'm fine." Ciel sighed, seemingly convinced. With a small nod, he exchanged the closest thing to a smile you knew you would ever get from him. His arms looped around your waist and tugged you closer. "Get better soon, okay?" You smiled, "Of course."