Fragmenta Glacialis: a Ciel X Sebastian

Snow...

Narrator's POV

Scowling as he sensed the intruder, the Snow King turned and walked back to the sleigh, "Come, Ciel, it's time to go."

The blunette pouted, having finally gotten the hang of ice skating but obeyed.

Sitting beside the royal, Ciel stayed silent, turned away from him in his sulking.

Sebastian noticed it immediately so he replied, "We can come back tomorrow, precious mirror."

"Really?" The teen asked, looking at him

The king stroked his slender fingers through Ciel's silky hair, "We can ice skate every day if you'd like."

Ciel suddenly hugged him, rubbing his head against the royal's fur cloak, "Thank you, master!"

Sebastian was shocked at the affectionate touch, it had been a long time since someone had done something like that.

In fact, it was hard to recall anytime he had been touched outside of the context of fighting or sex —as there was no shortage of willing bodies for him to take his pleasure from— but an actual loving touch had never been given to him  before.

"You're welcome, my darling." The black haired man replied, wrapping an arm around the teen as they returned home

***

As Lizzy and Vincent walked through the portal, they were greeted with the sight of a winter wonderland.

They arrived in a field covered in snow, a variety of flowers all made of ice littering the ground as a frozen stream cut through it.

Both of the humans were on guard, knowing not to judge a book by its cover: this beautiful world was housing a devil.

As if on cue, a statue made of ice appeared before them.

The sculpture was of a tall man with short hair with long, messy yet neat bangs; he had a strong chin and high cheekbones, small, thin eyes with a slitted pupil; a mouth with lips so thin they were almost nonexistent which just made his fangs more obvious.

Because he was made of ice, it was impossible to tell where his skin ended and bodysuit began, but over that he wore a long plain robe tied around his waist with a rope and his feet were covered with boots with stiletto heels.

"Why are you here?" The statue asked, circling them like a predator about to pounce

Vincent was shocked to stillness but Lizzy spoke, "We want Ciel back!"

The clear sculpture chuckled, the sound unnatural as the ice clicked, "He is mine, your endeavor is not only foolish but also suicidal. Leave now while you have a chance to survive."

"Never!" Lizzy replied, grabbing her uncle's hand and running away from the statue

The figure of ice dissolved into snowflakes as they ran off.

***

Sebastian growled softly as he pulled his spirit out of his mirror, how foolish could humans be by thinking they could steal from him.

"What's wrong, master? Did I do something wrong?" Ciel asked, sitting on his lap like always

The Lord of Winter stroked Ciel's thighs, resting his hand between them, "No, I just saw something frustrating. Who do you belong to, darling?"

"You, master," Ciel answered, "I'm your mirror and doll."

The latter part of that sentence was a surprise to the half-demon but he liked it: Ciel resembled a porcelain doll already, why not make him act like one?

Sebastian kissed his forehead, "Thats right, my sweet doll, you belong to me and me alone."

Ciel giggled a bit and rested his head on his shoulder, "I love you, master."

It was all extremely sudden but he found himself agreeing, he was already becoming obsessed with the little human and that would become love soon enough.

"I adore you as well." Sebastian replied, being honest about his feelings of not-yet love, "Let's give you a title to fit your new status as my mirror, doll and lover. You will be my prince, my little Prince of Ice and Snow."

Ciel looked up, his mismatched eyes wide at not only the returned love but elevation in title, "P-Prince?"

"Yes, you accept the title and all that comes with it, correct?" The older male asked, squeezing Ciel's thigh

The blunette moaned softly as he eagerly nodded, "I do, I want to be yours in every way you desire me, master!"

Using his other hand to tilt Ciel's hand towards him, Sebastian smirked, "Good boy."

Their lips then met: plump, frost bitten ones kissing thin, blue-tinted ones.

***

Vincent cursed as he and Lizzy tracked through the freezing wilderness.

Because the landscape has so little diversity, it was impossible to tell how much progress they had made.

And with no structure in sight, it was equally impossible to tell how much they had left or if they were even going on the right direction.

On top of that, it seemed the night would never end so it was very hard to see.

"Do you see anything, Lizzy?" He asked, the cold seeping into his skin turning to his left

The blonde shivered, "N-No, Un-Uncle Vin-Vincent, not y-yet."

"Ciel better be damn grateful when we find him." Vincent muttered under his breath, which fogged up in front of his face

"He w-will be, he will be fr-free of the monster." Lizzy answered, rubbing her hands on her arms to create warmth

They couldn't wait to find Ciel and go back to the warmth of the other world where it was currently summer.

Never again would they complain during winter about the cold, this realm was far worst than even the coldest winter there.

"What if Ciel doesn't want to return home?" Lizzy softly asked, not wanting to believe it to be a possibility but wanting to be prepared

Vincent soothed her worry, "He does, and if he says he doesn't then we know he's under some sort of spell. You said he was in a trance when he ran off so it is same to assume he is still under one now."

"Hopefully we can brake the spell before it's too late." Lizzy agreed...