Ciel Phantomhive feels nothing, anymore. Not a single thread of empathy clung to the young demon. He chuckles to himself as he remembers that Sebatian was still destined to be his servant 'till the end of time. That didn't mean that he couldn't hurt him, deprive him, love him, hold him... for as long as they still stood as creatures of the night, rules are bent, broken and decayed to the point of endangerment. His strength is mighty, his wit percise and his shadow hidden from all the world. Ciel's path in coping with his new life as a demon.

Sebastian is developping feeling for his master, and despite trying to push them away, he's finding it peticularly odd when it seems as though his master is returning this new emotion. WARNING: smut, violence, angst, and lots of Yaoi pairing. First Black Butler fanfiction, hope you enjoy mes chéris!