As a warm yet firm pair of lips covered his own again and again, Sebastian wondered what was happening to him, his mouth pressing back almost without him even realizing it. Heated warmth filled his entire body, which shuddered with each of the thrust of the solitary finger currently buried within him, helpless moans filling the silence between the kisses. This was not like him at all, and allowing Claude Faustus, of all people to do such an intimate thing to him; it was unthinkable. And yet, despite knowing this, that knowledge was buried beneath a fuzzy haze in his mind.
Sebastian yearned for something, not certain of what it was, yet the feeling only intensified more and more as the taller butler fondled him so, touching him in a way no one else ever had before in his long life. "P-Please," he whispered, not knowing what he wanted, knowing only that he did and he ached. The way that Claude was looking at him now, as if he were something edible that the golden-eyed demon could devour, it sent another shiver down his spine.
Pausing their kiss but briefly, Claude locked gazes with Sebastian, gold meeting red for a long time. "Please what, Michaelis?" he purred back in a low, sultry voice, a knowing look upon his face while he brought his left hand up to Sebastian's jaw, brushing his blunt fingers across his cheek almost gently. Simultaneously, he impaled his right middle finger into Sebastian's body as deeply as it could go, and then repeated the motion. "Is this what you need?"
Sebastian's knees went weak, causing him to fall completely against Claude's more muscular form at the new sensation inside of him; it felt as though a fire was building within him. "Yes, Faustus, please," he begged, once he could speak again. "I-I can't, I need..." Shivering, he gasped in another breath, tightening his body's grip on Claude's finger involuntarily as he swallowed hard. With so many new and powerful sensations running through his body, it was hard to focus on anything right now but that need. There were many, many reasons why this was a very bad idea, but none of them came to mind right now as Claude kissed him again, though this time it was much harder and firmer.
Getting acquiescence from Sebastian to continue- not that Claude wouldn't have anyway since the other still did not understand that there was no other way to release his need than to mate- his golden eyes swept the area. This was far too open a place for such an intimate encounter; if any humans came out, they would clearly see what the two of them were doing. And if Sebastian's earlier sounds were any indication, this wouldn't be a quiet tryst, either, though that wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing.
Dropping his mouth to nip at Sebastian's neck, then swiping his long tongue up it slowly, Claude thought of where he could take the demon that trembled against him, making another one of those delicious little whimpers. At his master's estate, if Alois woke up, he'd call for him since he hated the night so much, though the other servants there wouldn't dare to disturb what they were doing. But at the Phantomhive mansion, there were three very incompetent servants- but their lack of talents at their actual jobs was more than made up for by their other skills. Claude knew that they'd come if they heard Sebastian like this, especially that maid who had a crush on him.
Reluctantly ceasing his motions inside of the whimpering demon with his finger, Claude moved both hands instead to enfold Sebastian's slighter body within his arms, lifting him off of his feet easily. Now holding Sebastian securely, the moonlight glinted off of Claude's glasses as he gazed around again, before deciding where they would go, a private place near his master's estate but far enough away that no one else would find them. Moving suddenly, much faster than a human eye could see, he brought them miles away from the open field where they'd been, though now they were surrounded by trees, a perfect camouflage to hide them in. This should keep anyone from seeing them; at night, only rapists and murderers tended to creep about- and, of course, demons too.
Satisfied that they would be unhindered here, Claude gazed down into Sebastian's red eyes, feeling his own desire rising as the lean body plastered itself against him as much as possible. "You do know that this will hurt, Sebastian?" Claude breathed into Sebastian's ear softly, his breath brushing across the very tip before licking his neck, tracing it with his tongue.
Hearing his first name being spoken, Sebastian realized that Claude was, in fact, not joking with them, that what they were about to do would hurt him. Closing his eyes, he flushed, nodding once in silent understanding. "Claude..." he murmured back, his voice so low that only another demon could have heard him. "Please- don't hurt me more than you must..." He wanted this- nay, he needed this- but he also knew that Claude Faustus did not like him and was likely to hurt him just because of that. Such a thing was not uncommon for demons, but the level to which Claude could take it would be too much for Sebastian to bear his first time.
Before Sebastian spoke, replying back to his words, Claude had already decided not to hurt Sebastian any more than he absolutely had to. That plea, though, with the look in Sebastian's eye- needful but scared- convinced him that he'd made the right choice. The decision not to hurt Sebastian in the ways he could have right now had been for a very personal reason only, which very few of their kind would understand- Claude had meant for the younger demon to realize that before he proceeded. With the other being a virgin, there was no way it wouldn't hurt; speaking his first name for the first time since they'd met, Claude had shown he was being perfectly serious, though he had not ceasing the licking.
"I won't," he promised, before raising his mouth and pressing it against Sebastian's again, enjoying the unique taste that belonged to thisdemon alone that writhed in his arms as they kissed hard and long. Fingers crept up to Claude's shoulders, digging in needfully when their tongues met, twining and pressing together, even while another set of fingers began undoing Sebastian's clothes, starting with his black jacket.
The silk item of clothing was off and on the ground before Sebastian knew it; all the while he moaned and deepened his grip on the taller demon, his shirt buttons were unfastened, leaving his chest bared. A single, sharp nail brushed across his left nipple, causing a deep gasp of need to leave Sebastian, both of Claude's hands exploring his newly revealed skin as they kissed on and on.
The feel of Sebastian's pale but extremely soft skin- softer than Claude had imagined, honestly- was erotic enough, but that gasp spurred the golden-eyed demon on. Breaking the kiss, he dropped his swollen mouth to the junction of Sebastian's neck and shoulder, pushing the shirt out of the way before he bit carefully, stopping just short of drawing blood. Slaving over the new mark with his tongue, he sealed it, knowing it would remain until Sebastian was no longer in heat.
This would keep any other demons off of Sebastian- at least it would, theoretically speaking. Most of them would not be as gentle as Claude intended to be, nor would they care if they hurt the one they were mating with. Claude knew this all too well, from personal experience, though he didn't dwell on that right now. The important thing was Sebastian, to give him what he needed so his body would calm down. He would be lying, though, if he said he was not getting anything out of this himself.
Seeing the other demon like this, Claude had come to realize that he had never really looked at Sebastian before; yes, they'd fought and exchanged harsh words and blows, but he'd never peered deeper than that. Sebastian, by demonic standards, was nothing less than breathtaking, and that was shown more now than ever before as he responded to Claude's hands, whimpering once, flushed cheeks and a hazy look within those garnet eyes.
The urge to simply just impale himself within Sebastian nagged at Claude, though he resisted, taking a slow, shuddering breath of his own as desire stabbed at him, heat pooling within his groin. Once he was sure he had control of himself enough not to rush things too fast, Claude continued divesting Sebastian of his clothes, until the smaller demon stood nude before him.
It was almost endearing, the way those eyes ducked shyly before Claude's gaze; there was no reason at all for Sebastian to be embarrassed. His body, while not nearly as muscled as Claude's own, was nothing to scoff at, either. He was slim, yes, but Claude knew there was a great deal of strength within Sebastian. His face, too, was the envy of the aristocrats; he possessed perfect high cheekbones almost like one would expect a royal too, and his complexion was something that no substance on earth could create. It was naturally pale, emphasizing his dark hair and red eyes, and there was no blemish to Claude's golden eyes. There were no scars, no marks- aside from the one that Claude had just given him. A sudden thought occurred to Claude, though he did not mention it, as he drew Sebastian against him again, his fingers slipping down the bare back and over his firm, round hips.
Not even a marble statue could do Sebastian justice.
Claude paused for just a moment, taking a few long kisses with Sebastian, before he lowered him onto the soft grass beneath their feet, gazing heatedly at the wanton picture that Sebastian's pale flesh made against the darkened ground. Clearly seeing Sebastian's aroused state, Claude stripped his own clothes off, along with his glasses; at this point, he didn't care where they landed as he tossed them aside. Kneeling before Sebastian, between his open legs, Claude moved slowly, pressing the other demon against the ground fully with his own weight.
"C-Claude..." Sebastian could say no more, as a jolt of awareness shot through his entire body when Claude lay partially upon him, the ache building up within him again as he felt the soft, damp blades of grass tickling his bare skin. He knew what they were about to do, and that was all he could focus on right now, a purplish color bleeding into his red eyes. Twin erections brushed together, causing a cry from Sebastian and a groan from Claude.
Claude's own eyes had turned purple as well; their demonic powers not active but encouraging this silently, as he lay worship to Sebastian's body, his hands touching him everywhere, pressing down just enough to leave a rosy hue in the wake of his fingers. The shudders and sounds only encouraged Claude to continue, until he felt that they were both ready for more- much more. Bracing himself carefully, he reached between Sebastian's legs carefully, finding that place he'd played with earlier, inwardly smirking when he felt how moist the other demon still was.
Repeating his earlier actions, Claude used his fingers to arouse Sebastian further, kissing him much harder than before this time as he worked the digits in and out, steeling himself as he also grew harder. Sebastian's cries were growing needier, pleading little wails leaving swollen lips, and at one point, his body jerked off the ground briefly. "C-Claude," he whimpered, need radiating from every part of his body. "P-Please..." He wasn't sure how much more of this he could take; everything right now was centered on his need. He ached so desperately that he would do anything right now to ease it.
"Shh..." Claude replied softly, removing his fingers and kissing Sebastian gently, seeing the state that he was in. Any more preparation and it would start to hurt him now; the ache had grown too much for Claude to continue teasing Sebastian with his fingers. "Brace yourself, Sebastian," he warned as he moved into position, before he slowly, carefully began to enter Sebastian, his breathing harsh and unsteady as he did so.
That warning was all Sebastian got right before Claude began pushing into him- and it did hurt, making him sob once. Reassured with a gentle touch to his cheek, Sebastian swallowed hard, his breaths coming in faint gasps as he was fully impaled by Claude. "I-It hurts," he whispered, shuddering a tiny bit when he looked up at the larger demon, only then seeing the flicker in Claude's eyes that showed that he was, truly, trying to keep his promise.
Instead of moving immediately, Claude was holding back, waiting for him to adjust now, despite how much his erection had to be pressing him to continue. Sebastian flushed a tiny bit, a silent thank you in his eyes, and was touched when his cheek was brushed by a thumb, before their mouths were brought together once more.
Claude knew this had to be hurting Sebastian, so he forced himself to be patient, though the hot, tight clasp around his erection was slowly driving him mad. "It'll be better soon," he told Sebastian in a whisper of his own, shifting just a tiny bit- and gritting his teeth. Almost all of him wanted him to just proceed, though Claude had promised not to hurt Sebastian, but waiting like this was sheer torture.
That alteration of Claude's had Sebastian crying out his name loudly, a keen to it now that he was so close to fulfilling what his body was demanding. "Now, p-please," he begged, his fingers drawing blood from Claude's bare, muscular shoulders but neither demon cared right now. Sebastian still hurt, but the need had not faded at all and was, in fact, becoming much more insistent that this be seen through.
Dropping his head to rest it briefly against Sebastian's shoulder, Claude did just as Sebastian had begged him to; he began to move, slowly thrusting in and out of the small demon, the smell of sex increasing in the air. Sweat gleamed upon both of their bodies, lust and desire making Claude drive faster into Sebastian each time he felt that he was ready for the increased pace, ready for them both to reach climax, but there also something else he had to take care of.
Finding Sebastian's arousal, Claude began to stroke it in time with his repeated movements within Sebastian, hearing how much louder the younger demon became as he grew closer and closer to release. Claude, too, was extremely close, though he wanted his mate to experience his first, since it was, after all, Sebastian's first time- and it would show him what it could be like, not what it had to be like.
Far too soon for Claude, Sebastian's cries turned into one long scream quickly silenced by Claude's mouth as he climaxed, instantly becoming a trembling heap as he gasped for air, his body shuddering and aching. He was dimly aware of Claude's release, feeling the fluid spilling inside of him- and as he gazed wearily up at Claude, it was the last thing he saw, before lapsing into sleep.
A bit surprised, Claude carefully withdrew from Sebastian's now limp body, checking him over carefully before determining that he was all right, just sleeping. The question now was, though, what to do? He wasn't concerned about a child; it was unlikely for demons, even those as rare as Sebastian, to conceive during their first mating time. No, Claude was more concerned over what to do with the sleeping demon. He didn't want to just leave him here; that would be callous, even if it was what had been done to him when he was young.
Neither did Claude fancy trying to explain this, though, to either his master or Sebastian's. He had an ominous feeling that this turn of events would not be taken well.
To be continued
