His Master, in Love~ A Sebaciel Fanfic (Sebastian x Ciel)

Chapter 4

(Sebastian's POV)
Everything I could feel, emotions like lust, anger and hatred, were all melding together into some twisted kind of love. I wanted to kiss him. I wanted to take that pain ridden face and get rid of it. I wanted him. I wanted him to be mine, and only mine. I looked into Ciel's eyes. Confusion was etched across his features at the moment, but I was sure. I just wanted Ciel, like I had never wanted anything before.
(Ciel's POV)
Sebastian slowly pushed me into a corner. What the hell is going on right now? His eyes were so intense, it scared me.
"Ciel..." He whispered. I shivered. Sebastian never said my first name unless he was announcing me. My heart was about to burst out of my chest. I had forgotten about everything that had happened just a minute ago, and my full concentration was on Sebastian's perfect face. He was truly beautiful. I was filled with an urge, an emotion I couldn't label. Sebastian smirked.
     "That's the face I was waiting for." His voice filled my mind, increasing my need, but for what? Sebastian leaned down and kissed me. It took took over me. I wanted him. I deepened the kiss. I melted. I didn't care about anything anymore. He was the only thing I truly cared about. My chess piece had just checkmated his own king. My butler now had both my soul, my heart and my body. What the hell are you doing Ciel, stop! He's probably just playing with you! I broke the kiss, tears pricking the corners of my eyes. My mind was going ten different directions and my heart was racing a mile a minute. What had I just done? Blush flamed across my face. Why the hell would a handsome 3000 year old demon want a thirteen year old boy? I am so stupid. A few tears rolled down my cheeks.
"What else are you going to take from me..." I whispered unable to look him in the eye.
"Ciel..." He sounded surprised, but I truly didn't care anymore.
"I said, what else are you going to take from me you damn demon?!" Tears streamed down my face faster than a rushing river.
"Damn it..." I hit the wall with a curled fist, then sank to my knees.
"I gave you my soul already... what else do you need you greedy bastard..." My body was wreaked with sobs now. I never thought I would ever have to cry like this again, but I couldn't handle it. I was so very confused, and I couldn't comprehend anything that was going on. Please forgive me Lizzy. I was so tired. My body became heavy and I slumped to the floor, enveloped in a dreamless sleep.
(Sebastian's POV)
I feel so much pain. It pisses me off. I had never ever seen him cry like that, and it was me, I broke him. I feel like I just violated our contract, he is hurting, and it's all my fault...
"S-Sebastian..." He seemed to be talking in his sleep, the exhaustion taking over his mind.
"Please forgive me Young Lord, I will take you to your chambers now."
"Sebastian," he was mumbling in his sleep, "you already have taken my heart and soul, please no more..." Tears were slowly trickling down his small cheeks. His usually sweet face was contorted, lines of pain etched across his features.
"Elizabeth," he was mumbling again. "Please forgive me, for loving someone else..." His face then relaxed, as if that was what had been bothering him, and he fell into a more peaceful sleep. I softly placed the boy on his bed. I stroked his hair and tear stained cheeks, making sure he was perfectly fine before I left. A small smile formed on his lips, filling me with a sort of crazed calm. He was truly surprising, I suppose. My mind continued to whirl. I had just probably broken the contract, and my young lord. My foot tapped on the floor. What will I do?