"C-Ciel?" Lizzy's voice was as weak as he was beginning to feel. "I-I'm not afraid. Mama told me what to, to expect," she tried to smile but both knew it was forced.
The newlyweds stood at opposite ends of Ciel's large bedroom just staring at each other. They had been this way since the reception had ended three hours prior. Neither had spoken or moved until Lizzy's soft spoken attempt at making things less awkward. They made eye contact for only a second before both of them flinched away with an awkward blush.
He knew what to do. Sebastian had lectured him, quite thoroughly, on the ins and outs of the female body. He was certain that he knew more than any other human man on earth about the female sexual experience and how to make a first time pleasant, and yet, here he stood, unable to look his new wife in the eye, let alone please her in any way.
To him Lizzy would always be that sweet little girl he grew up playing house with. There was no way he could touch her like that, was there? He didn't want anything to change her; to make her any less Lizzy with her ridiculous grin and that never ending positive attitude. That's what he loved about her. He didn't want this to change her.
"Elizabeth?" their eyes met again but this time his gaze held hers. "We," he sighed in frustration, "we don't have to do this. No one will know,"
Her reaction wasn't exactly what he was expecting. Instead of the relief he had hoped would come over her features, her shoulders began to shake and tears welled in her eyes. She fell to her knees, a though feat in the large and very elaborate wedding dress she still wore, with a body wracking sob.
"Lizzy?" he ran to her side and tried to gather her into his arms only to be pushed away.
"I knew it!" she screamed between shudders and sobs. "You don't want me! It's him isn't it? Isn't it!?"
Ciel sat back, a little flabbergasted. Him?
"Lizzy, I don't,"
"Mother always told me that you and Sebastian were unnaturally close! I refused to believe her but now," she buried her face in her hands.
Sebastian… She thought that he and Sebastian were... A shudder ran down Ciel's spine.
"Lizzy, you have it all wrong!"
"You don't care about me at all!"
"Lizzy!" in his frustration Ciel pounced on her.
He pinned her to the floor with his body and took her lips with his own. Her eyes shot open before she began to kiss back, slowly at first but she was a quicker study than he had thought. She began to kiss him back while fighting to free her wrists from his iron grip. He released her allowing her to curl her hands through his hair and pull him closer to her. He broke the kiss, both of them panting hard.
"Lizzy?" Ciel panted as he leaned his fore head against hers. "Do you think we could get rid of some of this…fluff?"
She quickly nodded her head. He helped her to stand, the dress really was a menace. Her hands tried to undo the many tiny buttons on the back but she could only reach the first five on her own.
"Ciel?" her voice was shaking.
"Do you need me to go get Paula?" he turned to the door.
"No, please," she took a deep breath, "could you help me?"
He couldn't speak. He quickly stepped behind her and began undoing the offending buttons. When the dress was undone to her waist he helped her pull it up over her head to reveal her corset cover and several fluffy petty coats. She blushed, knowing that her shoulders were revealed to him. She already felt naked.
