Fragmenta Glacialis: a Ciel X Sebastian

Ice...

Narrator's POV

Just as Ciel found his mindset progressively changing to see himself as a little doll for the Snow King, said royal was feeling a change as well.

The change happening to Sebastian was very subtle, so small he didn't even notice it at all: he was becoming obsessed with his new mirror.

Whether it was a small touch or full out groping his bottom while he viewed into the mirror, it was intoxicating to him.

A king with a servant, a monster with a damsel.

Even if Ciel hadn't merged with the mirror and he had merely stumbled across him that night, the king would never let him go now.

It didn't matter if he had an old family or lover, Ciel belonged to him now —both in body and soul.

Snapping his black-tipped fingers, Sebastian summoned his mirror.

It took a few minutes —it always did— for Ciel arrive from whoever he had been in the palace.

Without saying anything, the living mirror sat on the king's lap, guessing he had been called to be looked through.

"You are mine, Ciel." Sebastian said, running his slender fingers of his left hand through the smaller male's hair

Ciel began to blush, his rosy cheeks looking especially pink compared to his frostbitten lips,"I'm yours, master."

Sliding that hand down to the human's right eye, Sebastian covered it with his palm.

Feeling a burning in his eye, Ciel began to squirm and whimper in pain, "W-What are you doing?"

"Relax, little mirror, it's fine." Sebastian soothed, though his tone wasn't as comforting as he thought it was

Tears fell from the blunette's mismatched eyes, "It hurts, master."

Sebastian removed his palm, flicking his hand to summon a shard of reflective ice, handing it to his mirror, "You agreed you are mine, so now you have the mark to prove it."

Ciel looked at his reflection, at his lavender eye, no longer did he have a pupil now it was a devilish star.

At first, the former farmer thought himself a monster and thinking of what Father Landers —the town pastor— would say about him consorting with the Devil.

But the more he thought about it the less he cared, Father Landers and his stuck up wife Madam Angela always said he was the antichrist because of his eyes, what's one more strike?

He no longer would feel any reason to leave, in fact he felt even more compelled to stay.

***

Lizzy and Vincent shivered as they followed the Red Witch through the unforgiving woods.

The deeper they ventured in, the colder it was getting.

A snap of the witch's red-tipped fingers changed the humans' clothes into something more appropriate for winter weather.

Lizzy's pale pink gown went from being made of cloth into wool, her white stockings meeting the same fate; her white apron became a fur coat of the same color; her black Mary Janes turned into leather boots.

Vincent's clothing did the same, going from being summer clothing to something better for the cold.

"Why are you helping us?" Lizzy asked, shivering less as her body warmed

Grell turned to face her, "How can I ever get the Ice King's attention if some brat is hogging it all? We're helping each other right now by you two separating him for that sexy beast!"

A few minutes more passed and soon they approached a spiral of whites and pale blues that was occasionally spitting out snowflakes.

"You both will need to go through there, your brat will be with the king so look for his palace." Grell informed, beginning to walk away

Vincent stopped her, "How will we know where his palace is?"

"It's the only building in the entire realm, you won't miss it." The witch replied, disappearing

Uncle and niece looked at each other and walked through the portal together, set on rescuing Ciel.

***

Noon —or what could pass for noon in a realm of ice and snow— arrived and with it Sebastian called for him.

Expecting to be looked through, Ciel was shocked to find the Snow King not in the throne room but in the stable.

"You called, master?" Ciel asked, approaching him

Sebastian turned to look at him before going back to what he was doing, "Yes, I am going through my realm and checking up on everything. You will be accompanying me."

"Of course, master." Ciel replied, sitting in the sleigh once prompted to

Within a few minutes, the ravens began to fly, taking them through the icy realm.

As they maneuvered through this winter wonderland, Ciel noticed all of the animals made of ice just like the ravens pulling the sleigh.

There were all sorts of animals from bears to squirrels and a startling amount of cats.

Since their 'fur' was just snow, Ciel's allergies were not triggered which the teen enjoyed.

Once the sleigh took off again, Ciel noticed a frozen lake and pointed at that, "That's so pretty!"

Sebastian looked at the lake, maneuvering the ravens to go towards it, "Have you ever ice skated, Ciel?"

"No, master, the lakes back home never froze enough to support weight for ice skating." Ciel replied

The Ice King landed the sleigh, helping Ciel out and onto the snowy banks beside the lake.

Sebastian looked at Ciel, noticing his little mirror hadn't changed clothes since he had arrived, "Ah, yes, I can't have that."

Snapping his fingers, the royal made Ciel's clothes change.

Black shorts bleached into pale blue that was almost white and expanded into a cotton romper; his white button-up shirt lengthened and altered into a baggy pale blue silk shirt with sheer bishop sleeves; his brown vest became a massive pale blue bow attached to a long train with a belt; finally, his black shoes turned white silk ballet flats, the snowflake-shaped lace ribbons winding up his slim frostbitten legs.

"There, beautiful." Sebastian praised, making Ciel blush

Sebastian stepped onto the ice, "Normally, humans use blades to skate on the ice with any success, but here we do not need that. Come here."

Ciel did as told, stepping into the ice, walking towards the king.

He didn't slide or fall, he had perfect balance on the ice.

"Wow." The blunette exclaimed, sliding around, his mismatched eyes wide in delight

Sebastian smiled at the sight —whenever Ciel couldn't see it— and watched his mirror have fun.

While he did that, he felt intruders enter his realm: they were no longer alone...