‘’Perhaps the young master would like a slice of the
Chocolate gateaux I’ve prepared after he finishes his supper?’’ Sebastian asks.
Ciel pouts, looking every bit like a typical
thirteen-year-old boy. ‘’No,’’ he says, ‘’I want something sweet now.’’
‘’I fear I cannot allow you to ruin your appetite, young master.’’
‘’Don’t worry, Sebastian,’’ Ciel says, the truly wicked
smile spreading across his face contrasting significantly with his angelic tone
of voice, ‘’I won’t be the one
ruining my appetite. Now, come here,’’ he beckons with a curl of his dainty
When Sebastian comes to halt right in front of his desk,
Ciel scowls. ‘’Lean down, you ludicrously tall thing!’’
With a slight curl of his lip, the butler obliges him. ‘’Yes,
Ciel gets up, standing on the very tip of his toes to reach Sebastian’s
face. ‘’Won’t you give me something sweet, Sebastian? I am having quite the
craving right now,’’ he whispers. Smiling, he plants a light, teasing kiss
right on his butler’s lips.
Oh, Sebastian thinks
with a chuckle, the young master is experiencing
a different kind of hunger… He
deepens the kiss, claiming his little lord’s mouth fully. ‘’What kind of butler
would I be if I couldn’t accomplish that much?’’ he says, shamelessly running
his tongue along the boy’s kiss-reddened lips.
‘’A terribly inadequate one, I’d say,’’ Ciel answers as their lips part,
blushing even as he works to unbutton the other’s coat.
‘’Oh dear, we can’t have that, now can we,’’ Sebastian
teases, hot breath tickling the fine hair near Ciel’s earlobe.
A shiver runs down the boy’s spine. ‘’Sebastian,’’ he says.
He’d meant for it to be an admonishment, but his butler’s name leaves his lips
sounding more like a needy plea than anything else.
‘’Yes, my lord,’’ the butler answers, claiming the boy’s
lips once more.
And Ciel gives a knowing little smile, letting himself melt into the kiss. Victory tastes rather sweet, he muses. Of course, he’s always liked sweet things.
A/N: A week-long vacation, a full day of trying, 11 milk-dunked Oreos, a pathetic attempt at taking a nap, and a truly haphazard hunt for a hair tie later, and this is all I have. I’m sorry. Really, I am.
I avoided anime for the longest time not because I didn’t think I would like it but because I fucking knew that once I started I would get overly obsessed with it and get dragged down that rabbit hole AND LOOK WHAT HAPPENED.
ITS MY FIRST YEAR OF COLLEGE AND INSTEAD OF GOING OUT LIKE A NORMAL PERSON IM HERE CRYING OVER ANIME AND MY SHIPS