14 Days [Ciel Phantomhive x Reader]

Day 5

Upon waking up you were greeted with the pale face of your lover in whom lay right beside you, your slender hands cupped between his own two hands. He was sleeping, his chest slowly raising and falling as he fell deeper into the land of the dreaming. Slowly, you removed your hands from his own and furrowed your brows as a sound of discontent left his lips.

Sighing softly you combed your fingers through his navy locks of hair, placing a small kiss upon his temple. You watched as his eyes fluttered but they didn't open. Shuffling closer to his slim form you pressed closer to him, your shivering body soaking in his warm. Ciel's arms looped around your waist and demolished the space between you two separate bodies so that not even air could past.

"(Y/N)..." he whispered, his nose nuzzling into the crook of her neck, his breath tickling along your skin and causing you to shudder. Your fingers travelled along his neck, sneaking under fabric of bed clothes and caressing the warm skin of his back.

"Hmm?"

"I'm sorry." He breathed.

You didn't say anything and instead began to trail kisses along his neck, Ciel's breath hitched and he tightened his grip around your body, "I'm really sorry..." Before he could say anymore, you devoured his words, your lips pressing sweetly against his own. Ciel's fingers trailed along your body, grasping the hem of your nightgown he tugged it up, his finger tips tracing over your smooth thigh.

"I'm sorry..." he murmured against your lips, causing you to deepen the kiss; you didn't want to see him like this, he was too proud to be writhing beneath you. Yes, he had been way past the line yesterday but you didn't care right now, it was the first morning in days that you were not struggling to breath and although you were upset with him you had a feeling that today you should let it go, something inside you was brewing and you weren't exactly sure if you would have the strength to be able to touch him like this in the days that were to come. So right now you choose to focus your entire body onto him, your mind, your heart- everything revolved around him.

His hands tangled into your hair and he changed their positions, looming over you his tongue swept over your lower lip and immediately you gave into his will. On any other day you would have pit up a thought and crushed his ego but today you decided to let him have his victory. His hips pressed into your own and the air surrounding the both of you became intense with each passing moment, you needed this; you needed this, you really, really needed this.

And as Ciel made your empty body feel whole again, you gave into his touch, his will, his everything; you allowed him to completely take control, to make you feel beautiful and healthy. But you couldn't shake that feeling, the feeling that something was very, very wrong and it had nothing to do with Ciel's skeletons in the closets nor demons, it had something to do with you and you had an awful feeling in the pit of your gut that you wouldn't be around to find out exactly what it is.