Chapter 16.
Half an hour had passed in the Trancy estate and Ciel Phantomhive was asleep, fully recovered from his asthma attack thanks to Hannah. He still looked pale, stirring fitfully every now and then, for despite what had happened to him, his main concern was for Sebastian. He knew his butler was in danger and right now, he could do nothing to help him. He was too weak to even stay awake right now; when he woke, he'd be refreshed and then he could make a plan for rescuing his captured demon.
Holding Ciel's hand tightly within his own, Alois watched him anxiously. He'd been very scared when the other boy had suddenly not been able to breathe properly; he hadn't even known that Ciel had asthma. His priority right now was making sure that Ciel fully recovered, though it was clear to him that the dark-haired teen couldn't, even in sleep, forget that someone he obviously cared for a great deal was in danger. It showed in the way he constantly changed positions; he was restless and fretting. If only Ciel would think of himself as much as he thought of Sebastian, Alois mused sadly, though in truth he wished that Ciel would think about him as much as he thought about Ciel.
No one was in the bathing room anymore; there was no reason to be. Sebastian had been abducted and all of the demons not welcome in Alois' manor had departed as well. That's not to say that things had returned to normal, for it was far from being a typical day right now. Whispered conversations were being held between different groups of those still present; only three were not participating in it.
Inside of his room, the door shut tightly, Claude sat upon his bed, inhaling Sebastian's scent, silently blaming himself for this. Each time he closed his eyes, he remembered the deep fear and pain in the red eyes of the one who had come to mean so much to him in such a short amount of time. New mate or not, Claude adored Sebastian, wanting to hold him tightly again more than anything else, run his fingers through his hair, or kiss him once more.
He feared for what would happen to Sebastian; the one who had taken him had stated that his master wanted Sebastian because of what he was. That, to Claude, meant that even though it shouldn't be possible yet, this unknown demon somehow knew that Sebastian was intersexed. Female births were rarer and rarer, leaving the population of demons mostly male. As such, one born intersexed would be highly sought after indeed.
The bond with Sebastian was still intact, but he could feel nothing yet, not even a twinge. His mate must still be asleep, his energy having been siphoned off of him by the damned demon that had kidnapped his mate back to the demon world. As soon as Ciel Phantomhive was awake, he wanted to leave to go save him before it was too late.
If he were a praying type, Claude would have prayed that he would get to his mate before anything happened to him. Sebastian was much too inexperienced to have full demonic sex so soon after he'd lost his virginity. That was why Claude forced himself to be slow and gentle with the younger demon, to teach him all the pleasure that could be found in sexual intercourse. He did so for several reasons, but the foremost was because he cared and genuinely did not want to hurt Sebastian in any way.
Why would he have bonded to him permanently, if he felt nothing at all? It was rare for Claude to feel so deeply about anyone the way he did for Sebastian; no one else had touched him so deeply. The sweetness he hid beneath that haughty exterior, along with the way he blushed so endearingly when he was embarrassed; the soft smiles and the way Sebastian said his first name...
It made Claude ache inside in a way he never had before.
Down the hall and to the left, Mey-Rin sat, staring blankly at Thompson, a dumbfounded look on her face. She was learning several things about Sebastian that she hadn't known before- such as the fact that he was actually a demon. He was so handsome, after all, with such impeccable manners and he was kind, for the most part- except when he was angry.
