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Ciel dragged himself up the grand staircase towards his bedroom, sighing several times as he lazily opened the mahogany door. "Sebastian... Undress me." The lord whined, falling onto the enormous bed, waiting. "Now..!" He called out desperately, wanting to go to bed.
Just then, he remembered the butler's promise from earlier and flushed red, his tiny hands covering his heated face.
Maybe he had forgotten..?
"Yes, my lord..." He flinched at the demon's voice. Footsteps were approaching him in the dark and quiet bedroom. He strongly regretted his choice of words, frowning.
Sebastian's gloved hands slowly unbuttoned Ciel's shirt, his glowing eyes filled with passion. The lord stared helplessly back, trembling with fear of what might happen if they go even further than last time...
"Promise me one thing..." The demon leaned closer, and whispered: "Tell me if you're not fond of it." The boy nodded, feeling slightly better after getting reassured.
Either way, without even noticing at first, he got pinned down on the soft bed sheets. Ciel closed his eyes shut and clenched his fists, as Sebastian put his delicate lips on his.
The butler carefully licked his master's bottom lip. The lord cautiously opened his mouth. Sebastian slid his tongue into Ciel's heated mouth. The lord's eyes widened, his body trembled in fear of the unknown. "Nnh..."
The demon explored the boy's mouth, eyeing his master's expression. A while later, the butler pulled away, letting a string of saliva connect their tongues. The lord gasped for air. "Remember to breathe through your nose, master..." He nodded, teary eyed.
The demon picked up the small boy and turned him around, so that he lay flat on his stomach. He began licking down his master's back, swirling his tongue every now and then, while leaving marks on the lord's pale skin.
Ciel covered his drooling mouth. He trembled, trying to hold back his moans by biting his lower lip. "Sebas...Tian..." He whispered, in between deep breaths. "Mmh... No more." The demon wore a stern expression, as he explained.
"Firstly, I have not yet finished this as promised." Sebastian took off both of his white gloves with his teeth. "Secondly, I highly doubt that you want me to stop, my lord." Sebastian pulled down the lord's pants. "Third and finally, I cannot wait any longer. My patience is slipping up..."
Ciel was shaking all over from fear and embarrassment. "Sebastian, I order you... Stop right this instant, have I made myself clear?" Although his voice was tainted with uncertainty, the demon sighed obediently. He slid his gloves on again, and made the lord sit up.
"Right. That must be enough for today..." He buttoned his master's nightshirt and gently tucked him into bed. "Sleep well, my lord." The demon hesitated, but decided to push his luck. He gave his master a quick and careful kiss on his forehead.
Then, he walked towards the bedroom door. The butler turned abruptly before leaving the room. "Let's continue this tomorrow..." He shut the door tight, leaving the boy alone with his thoughts. . . .
