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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Kuroshitsuji_|_Black_Butler
  Relationship:
      Sebastian_Michaelis/Ciel_Phantomhive, Claude_Faustus/Ciel_Phantomhive,
      Claude_Faustus/Sebastian_Michaelis
  Character:
      Sebastian_Michaelis, Ciel_Phantomhive, Claude_Faustus
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      Published: 2014-01-25 Chapters: 6/6 Words: 18963
****** Mending Ties (w podfic) ******
by finnian4ever_(orphan_account)
Summary
     Ciel and Sebastian have a very erotic and satisfying relationship
     together as demons, but what happens when Ciel gets adventurous and
     decides to give Claude Faustus a taste of what he always wanted?
Notes
     In this alternate version of the world after season two, Claude
     Faustus is still alive. In my mind, Sebastian defeated him in the
     duel, but Hanna ordered him to let him live.
***** Chapter 1 *****
Chapter Summary
     Podfic links:
     Chapter 1: http://www.mediafire.com/listen/e0to5c6y7lrtp7t/
     Mending_Ties_Chapter_1.mp3
     Chapters 2-3: http://www.mediafire.com/listen/2t5fsceja14e4h1/
     Mending_Ties_Chapters_2_&_3.mp3
     Chapters 4-6: http://www.mediafire.com/listen/y2x7mz5uslnt0sj/
     Mending_Ties_Chap_4_n_5.mp3
Ciel Phantomhive sat on the edge of his bed. The light of the fireplace cast
shadows all around the grand room, making the huge curtains that hung over the
bed look almost black in their deep folds. The clock on the wall was not
ticking, and the air was far from warm. This house did not exist in the realm
of human time, though it resembled his old manor in every way. Kneeling before
him, Ciel's butler, Sebastian, had just removed his shoes and socks. As he did
so he let his lips trail up one of his bare legs. Ciel was smiling down at him
as his fingers slipped beneath the fabric of his shorts to feel the softness of
his thighs.
"Teasing more than usual tonight, aren't you?" Ciel asked, his sensitive thighs
twitching at his demon's touch.
"You know I like to drive you wild." Sebastian replied, "The best way to do so
is by teasing you slowly until you beg me for what you want."
"Hmm…" Ciel rubbed Sebastian's shoulders and leaned his head to the side.
Sebastian understood the invitation and leaned up to kiss that pale neck. The
younger demon hummed his appreciation, sliding white fingers through
Sebastian's soft, black hair.
"That's nice…"
"I'm so glad you enjoy it." Sebastian answered, his voice slightly husky and
muffled in Ciel's flesh. The older demon moved his hands to the buttons on
Ciel's silk shirt, undoing a few before Ciel let himself drop backwards toward
the mattress. Sebastian caught him before he hit the bedspread, and the next
instant he was laying the boy down in the middle of the bed, mouth still
pressed to his neck.
"I had a thought, Sebastian." Ciel said, as his butler opened his shirt even
more and ran his strong, slender hands over his chest, his mouth lowering down
to kiss there.
"What thought was that, young lord?"
Ciel arched sharply and let out a very small whine as Sebastian rubbed his
thumb over one of his nipples and let his tongue flick against the other.
"Claude Faustus…" Sebastian growled displeasingly against Ciel's chest.
"What about him?" The demon latched his mouth onto Ciel's navel, a place that
he knew his young counterpart could never resist.
"I-ah! I think that-oh!" Ciel struggled to speak as Sebastian began to play on
this most sensitive of areas, his tongue dipping down into his navel with
practiced ease.
"I think—ah-I know why he's—oh, that's good…such a bastard." Sebastian chuckled
against Ciel's flat stomach, running his hands up and down the boy's slender
sides.
"You mean besides the fact that he tried to steal you away from me and eat your
soul, making him little better than a thief? Besides the fact that he still
must be bitter about forever losing your soul, as I was before?"
Ciel draped his small fingers over Sebastian's as they stilled on his sides,
and he stroked them.
"Yes, besides that. Come up here." Ciel drew Sebastian's head back over his
own, and buried his face into the side of his butler's neck to kiss and lick
the skin there. He was pleased to hear the demon draw in a small breath. It
always felt like a personal victory whenever he could affect him like that.
"I think," Ciel said, into Sebastian's neck, "that Claude is so tense because
he needs a little tumble."
Sebastian's sudden deep laughter vibrated through Ciel's ear. His long fingers
came up to hold the back of Ciel's head as he said, with humor still laced
heavily in his voice,
"I am sure that you are correct, young lord, and yet, he is a demon, just as we
are; there is nothing stopping him from intoxicating any human he may want. His
prowess would be more than enough for any human to resist."
"Sebastian," Ciel chuckled, pulling back to look up into Sebastian's eyes, "are
you actually complimenting Claude?"
"In the way that one demon compliments another." Sebastian said, leaning down
to drop feather-light kisses on Ciel's cheeks, forehead, and nose.
"Also in the way that one demon makes love to another?" Ciel asked
suspiciously. Sebastian let out a soft chuckle and nipped at Ciel's earlobe.
"Oh no, Lord Ciel, that is pure attraction and desire at work." They were
silent for a few moments as they shared a deep, slow kiss. When they broke
apart Sebastian said,
"I can't help complimenting someone who fought so incredibly hard for something
that he wanted, even if he failed." Ciel nudged his cheek against Sebastian's
hand, which had been holding it.
"Does your complimenting him have anything to do with the fact that, in that
aspect, you two are the same?" Sebastian looked thoughtful before saying
slowly,
"Perhaps, but I will tell you, I don't think I failed."
"No?"
"No, for I still have you, do I not? Your soul may forever be lost, but traces
of its flavor still remain in your blood, in your tears…in your body…"
Sebastian's eyes were beginning to blaze very rapidly. He dipped his head to
capture Ciel's mouth once more. The boy groaned a bit beneath his hot, broad
tongue. Finally Sebastian pulled back, and Ciel said a little impatiently,
"Back to Claude. I think he needs someone to loosen his clothes for him."
"What concern is that of ours, young lord?" Sebastian asked, obviously bored
with talking about Claude.
"Well, like you said, Claude could get any human he wanted, But it's not just
any human he's ever been after."
Sebastian cocked his head to the side a bit questioningly as he grew suspicious
of where Ciel might be going with this.
"My lord..?"
"You know it's true. He didn't just want any human…he wanted me."
"And..?"
Ciel hesitated. Even now, when he had eternal power over Sebastian, he felt a
bit cautious about approaching the idea that had come to him. However he knew
that Sebastian would have not choice but to comply with his wishes, regardless
of what they were. With this thought in mind, he boldly went on,
"What if…I let him have me? Just to keep life…interesting?"
Sebastian's face fell in a completely genuine expression of shock.
"Ciel, you cannot be bloody serious!"
Ah, there it was; the reaction. Ciel had always loved making Sebastian react in
a very visible way, as he always tended to be so composed. This was a win for
the young demon. Ciel smiled up at him wickedly, folding his hands behind
Sebastian's head.
"What are you getting all excited about? He is a demon, and we're both demons
now. It's not like he can hurt me anymore."
Sebastian pushed Ciel suddenly into the mattress, holding him down with a force
that would have made him wince were he still human. He nearly hissed his next
words,
"Is this your way of trying to tell me I haven't been satisfying you enough?"
"Not at all." Ciel answered calmly, stroking Sebastian's reddening cheek, "I
just feel the need to be adventurous. Wasn't it you who said that living
forever could become weary, and that it would be rare to find anything truly
entertaining for any stretch of time?"
"Inviting Claude Faustus into our bed is certainly not what I had in mind when
I said entertainment!" Sebastian growled, nipping at Ciel's stroking hand. Ciel
didn't mind, and continued,
"Well, I disagree. Whatever wrongs he did against us in the past now have
nothing to do with us really. Even thinking of it now is like looking back on
something that happened to a long-lost relative rather than myself. Plus," Ciel
rubbed a single finger along the base of Sebastian's neck, "For all his past
misdeeds, he dons a purely mouth-watering appearance that could melt anyone's
resolve. Don't you agree?"
Ciel thoroughly enjoyed the intense jealousy that flared in Sebastian's eyes.
"Oh don't worry," He added, "you are still the most beautiful to me. That won't
change. But I won't lie and say that I will never find anyone else
attractive…or erotic."
Sebastian looked completely displeased, but Ciel continued to smile, unable to
help himself. It was just too delicious how transparent Sebastian was on this
point. Then again, much had changed for them in the last half-century that they
had been living together as demons.
At first Sebastian had been extremely cold toward him. He had still obeyed
Ciel's every order, but he had done so mechanically, and sorrowfully. Ciel had
tried not to let on how very much that had hurt him. For all that he had tried
to be tough as nails and detached, his heart had ached. He had never been able
to completely suppress his human emotions, no matter how he had acted when he
was a human, and even now as a demon they lingered with him. It had only taken
a matter of months before he had done something that he had never thought
possible; he had broke down and actually wept. Not in front of Sebastian, of
course. At least, not at first. He had tried to leave. He had not been able to
take the waves of irritation and the brooding coming from the one person he
needed more than ever to comfort him.
They had been in Paris again, of all places, and Ciel could not stand
Sebastian's mood any longer. He had bathed him, dressed him in his night shirt
and put him to bed and left, without speaking a single word. Ciel had been too
discouraged to sleep, and had felt that his heart was going to break. So he had
left through the window, and then climbed his way to the highest point of Notre
Dame. There, he had let himself weep. For the first time in years, he wept. He
wept for all that he had never let himself before; his parents, his home, his
fiancé whom he would never marry, his life that was now lost despite having
known that it would end someday. But most of all, he had wept for the love of a
demon butler who appeared to hate him. The one person who had always been
there, even if it was just because of the contract. Ciel had felt affection
from him in the way a pet might receive before. Even that was warmer and more
comforting than this cold indifference.
His eyes had been red-rimmed and sore as only a demon's could be by the time
Sebastian found him. Ciel still did not know how long Sebastian may have
watched him from the shadows before coming over to him and touching his
shoulder. All he knew was that through his tears he had done yet one more thing
that he never thought he could; he had moved Sebastian's heart. The demon had
comforted him that night, and every night since.
Therefore now, more than fifty years later, they were tangled up in each
other's arms in the bed they shared. A strong, steady bond had been formed that
had nothing to do with contracts. It was a bond between their hearts. Or what
hearts they had.
"You know, master," Sebastian said, "All this talk about Claude is making me
think you should prove to me that you truly will remain faithful, regardless of
any lustful detours you take."
The boy grinned and pushed Sebastian's shoulders to make him lie on his back.
Ciel's small but deft hands began to run all over the strong expanse of his
chest and abdomen, and his little full lips pressed firm, deliberate kisses
everywhere on his smooth flesh.
"You're not trying to tell me that you doubt my desire for you, are you?" Ciel
asked, taking one of Sebastian's dark, male nipples between his fingers and
pinching it hard. Sebastian moaned softly, and Ciel grinned; he had found that
the demon liked it rough. "It would be most unwise to test me, demon."
Ciel stilled suddenly as he realized what he had just said. Sebastian did not
miss it either, and he asked, tauntingly,
"Young master is forgetting what he himself is, I think?"
Ciel responded by slapping him across the face, hard. Sebastian growled, this
time with lustful intent, and Ciel knew that his slap had seriously turned him
on.
"Back to me proving how desirable I find you…" Ciel said nothing more but bit
down suddenly on Sebastian's chest, his infant fangs breaking the skin.
Sebastian let out his first real groan of the night, his hands flying to grip
Ciel's sides as the boy's small tongue lapped at the little trickle of black
blood.
"Young master Ciel…" Sebastian knew that it aroused Ciel to hear his name
tacked on the end of such a formal title, even if calling him by his first name
was just as common between them now. "I can see that you desire me, very much,"
he whispered, running his hands up under Ciel's loose silk shirt, and stripping
it off him by tearing it in two. "But then…you desire Claude now as well?"
"I am a demon now, Sebastian. You of all people know that my lusts are very
strong."
"Indeed, stronger than most demons who have been alive since time began. I
can't think of any instances of a demon being born after our fall from heaven."
"Think of it this way," Ciel said, licking at the wound he had made and
watching it heal, "Claude could prove to be a strong ally in the future. It
might be wise to form a friendship…of sorts."
Sebastian let his fingers explore the familiar lines of Ciel's spine.
"You do have a point. But…could Claude make you feel like I do? Could he do
this-."
Sebastian suddenly lunged forward, throwing both of them off the bed and
pinning Ciel up against the opposite wall, holding him there with his own
strong body. Ciel gave a growl of his own; he had come to find that
occasionally, he liked it rough as well.
"Could Claude anticipate your every need? Your every desire?" Sebastian sank
his own fangs into Ciel's neck, and he enjoyed the violent tremble that ran
through the small body as he bit down. Ciel moaned at the flood of pleasure the
bite provided him. He seized Sebastian's arms and wrapped his boyish legs
around Sebastian's trim but powerful waist.
"God, Sebastian…"
Sebastian pulled back from his neck, Ciel's blood staining his lips and rolling
slowly down one side of his dignified chin. Ciel trembled all over again from
the erotic sight.
"Could Claude make your entire body sing with just one bite?" He leaned in very
close to Ciel's face and began to lick the blood from his own lips.
"Could he arouse you this much with tenderness as well as roughness?" His long
fingers dipped down between Ciel's quivering legs to press teasingly against
the twitching hardness he found there. The thin fabric of his shorts provided
extra stimulation as Sebastian began to gently rub him with just the very tips
of his fingers.
"Ah! Please…!"
"Does Claude know every inch of your body? Does he know how to manipulate every
single one of your pleasure spots?"
Ciel thrust his hips forward against Sebastian's fingers.
"Sebastian! I'm-I'm…"
"Could Claude be as patient as I am with you, and take time to prepare your
tight little body? Does he know how to work it gently until it opens smoothly
to receive him?"
"Enough, Sebastian! Just take me!"
Sebastian grinned as Ciel tugged his head down for a hot, chaotic, beautiful
kiss. As it drug on longer and longer Sebastian worked Ciel's shorts down his
legs and began to rub his fingers against Ciel's entrance. The boy squirmed and
moaned until Sebastian's own hard length was impaled deep within the flesh that
had so often received him. Gauging Ciel's mood to be a wild one, Sebastian
thrust repeatedly hard and fast, Ciel's little back beating the wall he leaned
against over and over as he clung to Sebastian and groaned his name between
kisses.
Finally the moment came when they both were at their peak. Tonight Ciel threw
his head back as he came, uttering a very guttural groan as he spurt against
Sebastian's rocking body. Some nights Ciel would want to look at Sebastian's
face while he climaxed, and most often he would press his face adorably into
Sebastian's neck as if hiding. Sebastian loved it when he did that, his hot
little breath panting against his collarbone as he finished his final moments
of ecstasy. Tonight, though, he still looked beautiful as ever, head tilted
back to present the pale lines of his slender neck. Sebastian came himself at
the sight, letting out a loud moan and thrusting shallowly a few more times
before his body stilled.
He held Ciel up a few moments longer as they both breathed hard, and then he
quickly laid back on the bed, bringing his young master to lie beside him.
After they had recovered in each other's arms and were softly touching each
other here or there in the afterglow, Sebastian smirked and said,
"I wonder if Claude would ever do it like that; holding you against the wall
for so long?"
Ciel huffed irritably and frowned up into Sebastian's face.
"For all your dislike of Claude, I bet you'd get hard watching him with me."
Sebastian looked down at Ciel, and raised an eyebrow pointedly.
"Is that a challenge, young master?"
Ciel smiled and slowly licked his red, swollen lips.
"Only if you're up to it."
"Oh, now, master, you should never tempt me with a chance to prove you wrong."
"Was that what I was doing?" Ciel asked, looking innocently up at the ceiling,
"I see it more as an opportunity to prove that I am always right. That, and
hopefully a good lay."
Sebastian chuckled, pulling Ciel in close to his body and cuddling him tightly.
"You're hopeless."
"And you're about to lose a bet."
"Tomorrow night, then?"
"Tomorrow night."
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Summary
     Claude Faustus returns
Claude Faustus knelt over the body of his latest victim. His hands, arms, and
chest were spattered in dark red blood, his face speckled as well. His eyes
glowed red in the blackness of the alleyway, the moonlight glinting off his
glasses as he leaned in to draw out the sweet soul. The lips of the young body
were soft and still warm against his own as he kissed the soul from them and
swallowed with pleasure, licking the last remnants of flavor from their silky
corners.
Only a brief moment and another life ended, another soul devoured, another
sorrow stacked against mankind. Claude drew back, gazing down at the shattered
body. He gave a small sigh, and let his hand cup the back of his victim's head,
stroking the soft hair.
"Now this is ironic; the prey you so carefully hunted is nothing less than a
young boy, how interesting."
Claude's head jerked up at the sound of the voice. Above him, on the roof of
the building that made up half the alley, a black silhouette stood out against
the moon. A silhouette that he knew well, even after all these years he would
never forget it, or that voice, smooth as the blackest silk.
"Even with all that damage to the body you left his face intact. How
compassionate of you. I must say, he possesses very similar features to someone
else I know. Someone who neither you nor I could capture."
Claude's expression turned openly sorrowful as Sebastian dropped from the
building to stand before him and his kill. He nodded slowly, turning his
blazing gaze back to the body he held in his arms.
"Instead, he captured us." He responded softly, his blood-stained fingers
stroking over the boy's smooth cheek, leaving trails of red on the flawless
skin. "Ensnared us entirely in his web of unintentional enchantment, binding us
with a spell that can never be broken now..."
"What spell are you bound by?" Sebastian asked, curious about the depth of
feeling he was receiving from the other demon; he had changed since their duel.
He almost seemed more…vulnerable now. Claude drew the boy's head toward his own
and slowly licked up the blood his fingers had left behind on his small face.
After which he pressed his own forehead's to the boy's as he spoke,
"Eternal hunger for that which I shall never have. We share this, do we not?
You should feel it more than I," Claude looked up and met Sebastian's eyes
sincerely, almost pityingly. "You have to be near him. You have to feel the
pain of loss with every passing moment. I had only known him for a few short
months and I am rendered like this now; pointlessly seeking out any substitute
I can find with every day and night I live. I cannot imagine how it must be for
you, who had been craving him for three years.
Sebastian grinned, and pressed his gloved hand to his chin as if contemplating.
"You are wrong."
Claude's eyes widened a bit in surprise, and his kneeling body straightened up.
His grip on the lifeless boy tightened as he asked,
"How? How can I possibly be wrong?"
"It is precisely because I spend my life with him now that I have come to
accept the passing of his soul. I grieved the loss of it bitterly in the
beginning, but then I realized something,"
Sebastian stopped speaking to kneel down in front of Claude, reaching out and
touching the dead boy's face as well. Slowly, he closed the wide, staring blue
eyes. They were just a few shades lighter than Ciel's.
"My young master is still Ciel Phantomhive. His spirit, his personality, and
his body…they are all the same, perfectly preserved for eternity. In that way,
in some strange, intangible sense, his soul still lives on.."
Claude was staring at him, his face mesmerized by Sebastian's words, his hands
shaking a bit on the corpse. Sebastian leaned in closer, and Claude did not
stop him. With a deliberate bass to his voice, Sebastian whispered directly
into his ear,
"And I taste it, every single day."
Sebastian could hear Claude's breath increasing, could feel the desire rising
in his being…along with the anger. In a surge of anguish Claude lashed out,
throwing Sebastian against the alley wall and clutching his throat, the
lifeless body he had been holding dropping into the pool of its own blood.
Sebastian showed no reaction to this, simply continued to smile at Claude's
very close face, which was snarling and panting. The Spider Demon's grip was
not enough to harm him, just keep him still. Sebastian knew that he had
practically invited this kind of attack in the first place.
"That is not true! You're taunting me!" Claude said hotly, his entire body
shaking with rage. Sebastian calmly shrugged his shoulders in a defenseless
gesture, saying lightly,
"You can be the judge of that."
"What-what do you mean?" Claude asked.
"I mean that if you think it's not true, you should test it for yourself."
"How…could I even..?"
Sebastian smirked up at him slyly, his own eyes shifting from even red to
blazing hellfire as he asked,
"You haven't seen him once since that day, have you?"
Claude's jaw set tightly, his glare lessening a bit.
"How would you know if the essence of his soul was truly gone forever? You
haven't stared into the eternally deep wells of his eyes, bluer than heaven
itself, or smelled the sweet fragrance that his hair gives off."
Claude's grip on him lessened slightly as Sebastian spoke, his voice becoming
far away and sincere as it described his dearest master.
"You haven't felt the petal-softness of his body, flawless in its every inch.
The rise and fall of his slender chest as he sleeps, wrapped in your arms and
trusting you. His elegant fingers, so small and tapered with such grace. The
stately walk he does, carried by his young legs toward any goal he sees. The
grim set of his little pointed chin, so defiant, so determined…his smile…once
so rare and now so sweet on his full, pink lips…"
Claude released him completely, stepping back with a small breath almost as if
Sebastian had singed him with his words. Sebastian pushed away from the brick
wall and stepped forward.
"You haven't ever made love to him, hearing his priceless little sounds, his
heartfelt pleading for more pleasure as he clings to you in desperation…"
Claude's face twisted with anger once again, but before he could make another
move, Sebastian laid down his final card,
"…and yet…for some reason he wants you to."
There was a silence that rang out for long unbroken moments. Claude looked
completely stunned, unable to process the information.
"W-what did you just say?" He asked, rather undignified as he stuttered.
"You heard me, Claude. For whatever reason, my master wishes to give you this
most precious of gifts; to adore his body. I carry out his every wish out of
love now as well as duty, and this is what he wants. Plus," Sebastian's own
mouth twisted slightly, "I have a bet to win."
For all his surprise, shock, and even (Sebastian sensed) excitement, Claude
laughed bitterly.
"A bet? Is that all I am?"
"Not all, just in part."
"How so?"
"I do not wish to tell you all the details of the wager we have, but I will
ease your mind by telling you that it arose out of the prospect of bringing you
into our bed, not the other way around."
"Oh yes, my mind is immensely at ease." Claude said, growling.
"Is that a rejection of my young master's offer? Because I can go back to him
right now and tell him—"
"No!"
The desperation in Claude's tone erased all the anger and uncertainty from a
second before. He seemed embarrassed to have spoken in such a way. He cleared
his throat and in a move that genuinely surprised Sebastian, knelt down in a
humble bow.
"If it truly be the young Ciel's wishes that I…share his-your-bed…I would be
most eagerly inclined to accept his invitation."
"Yes…" Sebastian said, slight displeasure to his voice, "I thought you might."
***** Chapter 3 *****
Chapter Summary
     Reunion
Ciel didn't ask how Sebastian was going to find Claude. He really couldn't have
cared less as long as his order was obeyed. It would only be a short matter of
time before Sebastian returned with him. Ciel reclined on the bed, stretching
his arms above his head and humming to himself at the feel of the plush
bedcover beneath him.
Ciel had made Sebastian dress him special for tonight. He had fancied a harem
look; fine white pants that slit up the outer sides and gathered just above his
ankles with a wide silver cloth wrap at the waist, and a short sapphire blue
vest that exposed the middle of his chest. Sebastian had chuckled at him as he
was helping him tie the waist wrap, stating how his pale complexion and obvious
English features made him completely incompatible with the outfit, considering
how dark India's people were. He also commented on how Ciel rarely dressed up
for him anymore, much less their former enemy.
To shut him up Ciel had simply given him what he liked to call the 'eyes of the
incubus', wordlessly challenging him to change his opinion, and Sebastian
immediately tried to reverse the dressing process. When Ciel wouldn't let him
he simply stated that he had been wrong and that Ciel looked stunning.
Ciel turned his head to the side to look in one of the huge mirrors he had had
Sebastian put up in the room earlier that day. He wanted to be able to see what
was going on, as he hated being cornered or having a blind spot. Yes, he
thought he looked very desirable. Ciel licked his lips toward his reflection
and pulled up one knee to strike a more seductive pose on the bed.
"Damn right I'm stunning." He breathed, his eyes flashing red for a moment.
"A narcissist as well as a gambler? My, my, Lord Ciel you are a busy lad."
Ciel did not turn over to face the voice, having sensed that he was there, he
simply smiled at himself.
"Come where I can see you." Sebastian obeyed, and moved so that Ciel could look
at him in the mirror. Ciel had ordered him to change into similar clothes to
his own when he returned. In the split second that Sebastian had entered the
room he had changed into the slitted grey pants and black vest, with a blood-
red waist wrap offsetting the whole outfit. Ciel was not going to tell him, at
least not right then, that he looked sumptuous.
"Have you brought him?" Ciel asked.
"Yes, my lord. He is waiting outside the door."
"How does he seem?"
"I cannot believe I am saying this, but I believe he is a bit…nervous."
Ciel grinned wickedly at Sebastian's reflection.
"Oh…well I hope I can do something to help him out."
Sebastian sighed wearily, wanting to be aroused by Ciel's appearance and most
of all by his seductive attitude, but he could not, knowing that Claude was the
reason for both at this moment.
"But, he is also eager, my lord, of that I am sure."
Ciel sat up slowly, and the seductiveness was lost instantly as he scooted to
the end of the bed. Sebastian suppressed the urge to laugh as Ciel swung his
short legs over the edge of the tall mattress to dangle there. If Ciel had any
idea how childlike he looked moving like that, he certainly was not going to
admit it. Instead he crossed his bare arms across his semi-bare chest and
donned his neutral face, the one that Sebastian had known so well when the boy
was a human.
"Well then, Sebastian, let's not keep him waiting any longer. I daresay he's
waited enough."
"As you wish…my Lord Ciel." When Sebastian turned his back Ciel shivered from
the words. He always loved it when Sebastian called him that.
Sebastian walked in his bare feet to the door, slowly opening it and ushering
Claude inside. He was just as handsome as he had ever been. No longer did he
wear the butler uniform, instead a fine, almost satiny shirt of deep green hung
perfectly on his manly frame, tucked neatly into his trim black pants. He still
wore the spectacles.
Ciel's sharp eyes caught how Claude smirked ever-so-slightly at Sebastian's own
appearance. When his golden eyes fell on Ciel, however, any humor faded at
once. Sebastian closed the door, and Claude stood completely still right where
he had stepped into the room. His eyes took in every aspect of Ciel's
appearance; his smooth skin bare in more places than he ever allowed it to be
before, his eyes still so very big and blue, his demeanor confident as a king,
and his clothes…Sebastian had been right, Ciel was still himself, soul or not.
And Claude still wanted him desperately.
Sebastian came up behind Claude and said softly,
"Now, now, Claude, please do not be rude. Step forward and greet your most
courteous host."
Claude followed Sebastian's instruction and walked a few steps closer to the
bed, where he stopped, stared at Ciel for a few seconds more, and then dropped
into a low, graceful bow on one knee.
"So, Claude Faustus," Ciel began, his voice quiet yet filled with authority,
"you have decided to accept my offer."
"I have…Ciel." Claude said, still kneeling on the floor.
"Stand up for goodness' sake." Ciel said, sounding not exactly harsh, but
insistent. Claude did so.
"I imagine that you never wanted to see me again. I understand that it could be
quite…painful for you."
Claude adjusted his glasses a bit before he spoke, with soft conviction,
"Painful only in the way one sees a replica of an exquisite artwork, young one;
just because it is not the original doesn't make it any less breathtakingly
beautiful."
Ciel's eyes narrowed for a second, considering these words before they filled
with warmth and a smile spread across his face. Claude looked surprised at the
expression, not used to seeing it on the boy.
"You're nothing if not a smooth bastard," Ciel said, his tone lowering, "so,
now that we've established that I'm an exquisite replica…" Ciel unfolded his
arms and leaned back onto his hands, drawing one leg up to brace on the side of
the bed, "…let's move forward."
Sebastian cleared his throat from behind Claude and stepped up beside him.
"There will be some conditions, of course." He said, seeming slightly irked
that Ciel had not mentioned this at the outset.
"Conditions?" Claude asked, his expression blank as he stared at Ciel's bare
thigh that was showing through the slit in his harem pants.
"Yes," Ciel said, "while I invited you here willingly, I still need to ensure
that this evening is a pleasant one…for us both."
"I understand…"Claude said, in a very faraway voice as he let his eyes trail
down Ciel's open vest.
"Just to be sure that you do," Sebastian said, "you will obey my master's every
command as if you were his servant. That is what you wanted from the beginning,
is it not? And if at any point you do anything he does not enjoy, then I shall
throw you out. Is that clear?"
"Very." Claude actually turned his head to look at Sebastian this time. "And
what about you? Where will you be in all this?"
Ciel gave a small chuckle.
"We have our own bet to settle, so Sebastian will be watching us…at first."
Claude's eyes flicked up and down the length of Sebastian's body for a moment,
and then settled on his face.
"At first?"
Sebastian smiled.
"One way or the other, I have a strong feeling that I will not remain detached
for long, isn't that right, master?"
"Oh yes, once I win the bet you'll do more than just stand there and watch,
don't doubt that."
It was Sebastian's turn to chuckle as he walked up to Ciel and reached out,
cradling his face in one hand and leaning down to kiss his lips softly. Ciel
allowed this, even slipping a hand into Sebastian's hair. The butler pulled
back to ask,
"And what if you lose the bet, my Lord Ciel?"
"Damn, you look delicious in those clothes…" Ciel whispered, kissing him back.
"Thank you, my lord, but you didn't answer my question."
Ciel pushed him away gently, and said,
"You know the answer to that, Sebastian. I will have you join us either way."
The boy looked at Claude, who's expression was stern now. Ciel also caught the
smug look on Sebastian's face as he retreated to stand to the side.
"Damn it Michaelis," Claude said, "you never could resist the chance to show
off around me."
Ciel scoffed and slid down off the bed, walking toward the Spider Demon.
"You and Sebastian, both so easily jealous of each other," he reached Claude,
and carefully placed a hand on his arm. The demon stiffened as if Ciel had
shocked him. "At least for tonight, I want you two to get along." He tugged at
Claude's sleeve, in a strange and eerie imitation of how a child might get an
adult's attention. Claude followed his unspoken command and knelt down to his
level.
"I want you two to do more than just get along." Ciel said, taking hold of
Claude's hand. Slowly, he stroked the long fingers, a bit broader than
Sebastian's but still soft with dark black nails. Claude's breathing seemed to
have stopped. Ciel looked directly into his eyes, and placed Claude's hand on
his bare chest. "I want you to share."
Claude stared at his hand where it lay pinned between Ciel's small fingers and
his smooth, childish chest as if he were watching something of which he was not
a part. But the sensation of Ciel's demon heart beating against his skin was no
illusion. He swallowed a bit and said,
"Ciel…precious Ciel…" Unable to wait any longer, Claude bent forward and
pressed his lips to Ciel's cheek, gently feeling it's softness with his mouth.
He trailed his kisses up to his forehead, down his short nose, and to the other
side of his face. "Am I allowed to kiss you on the mouth?" He asked huskily,
letting his free hand come to rest on Ciel's slender waist.
"You can do anything you wish," Ciel said, placing his other hand over Claude's
to encourage him. "I will not stop you, even if you wish to bite me and suck my
blood. I will only stop you if you try to kill me. In which case, you will be
dead soon afterward."
"I will see to it personally." Sebastian said from the corner.
"I can really…do as I wish?" Claude asked, pulling back to look into Ciel's
eyes. The boy nodded, and began backing away from him, crooking a finger as he
neared the bed.
"Now why don't you come over here…and kiss me on the mouth."
Claude licked his lips and followed, reaching out for Ciel the moment the boy
sat himself on the edge of the bed again. This time he held Ciel's sides with
both his hands as he leaned in and placed a delicate kiss on Ciel's mouth. He
exhaled like an aroused adolescent and kissed him again. And again.
"God…so sweet…" He murmured, stroking Ciel's hair and burying his nose in it to
breathe in its scent deeply. "You were right, Sebastian, his hair smells so
good…"
Ciel cast a slightly annoyed look at Sebastian over Claude's shoulder. The
butler merely smiled at him, watching Claude carefully.
Claude began kissing Ciel in earnest, moving his lips more firmly along Ciel's
own, guiding him. His broad hands began to wander over Ciel's bare arms, down
the sides of his legs through and beneath the fabric of the slitted pants, and
up and down his slender back. Ciel was becoming aroused with how careful Claude
was, how his touch was almost reverent. It was hard not to when the touch was
so teasingly soft.
"You're…being so gentle…" Ciel said when Claude pulled away from his mouth to
kiss his ear.
"Does that surprise you?" Claude asked, his voice shooting right into Ciel's
ear and making him shiver.
"It actually does. But I am enjoying it. Keep showing me that gentleness." Ciel
tipped forward to lay his forehead against Claude's chest. "Lay me on the bed."
Claude did as he was told, wrapping his arms around the small boy and lifting
him into the center of the bed. Once there he straddled the boy and gazed down
at the slender form stretching seductively beneath him.
"Don't stop." Ciel said, in a soft, breathy voice. Claude never thought he
would ever hear Ciel Phantomhive use a tone like that…it was…erotic. He leaned
down and began nuzzling Ciel's neck, his hands softly pressing here and there
on his upper body.
"Your glasses, take them off." Ciel said, and Claude all but ripped them from
his face, flinging them carelessly behind him. There was a small 'clink' as
they hit the floor somewhere beyond the bed. Claude slid Ciel's small vest to
the side, revealing the whole of his young chest. Claude took in the sight
slowly, letting his eyes memorize every detail, knowing he might never have
this chance again. He let his fingers stroke the soft flesh of his breast,
rubbing absently across a nipple.
Ciel gasped, his little hips shifting a bit.
"You like that?" Claude asked, licking the throbbing vein in the side of Ciel's
pale throat. He repeated his action, rubbing the nipple again. Ciel arched this
time, letting out a very small moan.
"Oh, he likes it…" Sebastian said very quietly from his spot in the shadows.
"Young master loves it when his nipples are teased."
"Stay out of this, Sebastian…" Ciel hissed, as Claude began playing with his
other nipple as well.
"Oh yes…" Sebastian crooned ignoring him, "I once made him come just by sucking
on those dear little things…"
"We don't need the commentary!" Ciel all but groaned as Claude licked at his
collarbone.
"Tell me what he likes, Sebastian." Claude said suddenly, not looking up at the
other demon but continuing to stroke Ciel's gently shaking body.
"With pleasure." Sebastian said.
"I've dug my own grave," Ciel said breathlessly as Claude flicked his nipples
with his thumbs.
"Firstly, he likes it when you speak to him. Be sure to keep your voice low and
your words erotic."
"So you like words, do you, Ciel?" Claude asked, moving up to whisper very
slowly in his ear. "I'm going to tease you slowly, until you beg for mercy.
I'll make you writhe beneath my touch and beg me to satisfy you. Feel that?"
Claude drug his fingertips down Ciel's flat stomach, ever so lightly, and then
back up, and repeated the action over and over as he continued, "feel how soft
I'm touching you? Such light, delicate touches, almost like a soft breeze or a
feather brushing across your flesh. Then if I touch here, right over your
navel…ah, you like it there, don't you? That little sound was just precious.
What if I move lower, and stroke your hip through these satiny pants? Hmm…that
must feel nice…"
Ciel was trembling now. As much as he loved Sebastian's voice, Claude's was
just as smooth, silky, and arousing. His entire body was excited, and he could
not hold himself still.
"Sebastian," He said, glaring over at where he stood in the corner. "So help me
I'll pay you back for this before tonight is over."
"But why, you seem to be enjoying yourself." Sebastian said. "Just look at that
tent you are making in your new pants."
Ciel growled at him. Just then Claude clamped his mouth down onto Ciel's left
nipple, and the boy cried out. His hands flew to seize Claude's shoulders as
his sensitive nub was played beneath the hot tip of the demon's tongue.
"Ah! Oh! So good…" Ciel moaned, his hips shifting again, more urgently.
"Rub your knee between his legs," Sebastian said, his voice a bit rough, "that
really drives him wild."
Claude did so, and Ciel instantly began thrusting his hips against that strong
knee, moaning as his nipples were played and his hardness was rubbed.
"Sebastian!" He managed to pant out, "Stop…telling him…what…to do…to
me…he's…supposed to….do…what…he wants!"
"Hm, but I rather like this," Claude said, as he shifted from one nipple to the
other, "This way it's almost like you're helpless…"
Ciel cried out again as Claude used his teeth to pinch his nipple around the
edges.
"Ah! Harder, bite me harder…" Ciel breathed, cradling Claude's head in his
arms. As Claude obeyed and as Ciel felt his flesh singing, he cast his eyes
over to Sebastian again. "Let me see you, Sebastian." He panted.
Sebastian moved forward into the firelight, and despite the sensations running
through his body, Ciel managed to laugh.
"Well, well, well; look who just lost a bet."
***** Chapter 4 *****
There it was; an inescapably blatant fullness in the front of Sebastian's harem
pants. Ciel felt a thrill of triumph, but was having trouble concentrating, as
Claude's continued attentions to his nipples were distracting him, and
Sebastian's state did nothing to help him focus.
"Well, master," Sebastian said with a small smirk, "what are the consequences
for losing our bet?"
Ciel only groaned as Claude slid his mouth up to lick his ear and whisper into
it,
"You never settled what would happen if one of you lost? That's not like you.
What will you make him do?" Claude's hands stroked Ciel's sides, making him
twitch and squirm.
"I…I don't…"
"May I make a suggestion?" Ciel gasped in response as Claude bit into his
earlobe gently.
"W-what?"
"Let me," Claude lifted his golden eyes to run them over Sebastian, "let me
take him."
Ciel's eyes widened in surprise.
"You?! I thought…I mean, I never…"
"Finish your sentences, master, really," Sebastian said almost wearily, "it
seems my ass is on the line here."
Despite his arousal and his confusion, Ciel stopped, looked at Sebastian, and
burst out laughing. He had never heard his butler use such a phrase before, and
he was overcome with mirth.
"I don't find this very humorous." Sebastian interjected, though he too was
smiling. Finally Claude kissed Ciel again, and all laughter was drained away in
the rising desire brought on by that hot mouth. When he pulled away Claude
said,
"Differences aside, I have always found your Sebastian to be quite a specimen.
While I once harbored fantasies about ripping his limbs from that trim body, I
soon shifted my thinking when we were no longer blatant enemies…to that body
alone."
As Claude spoke his eyes once more began following the lines of Sebastian's
chest that could be seen, exposed by his harem vest. He licked his lips,
slowly, deliberately, and then turned to look back down at Ciel, who was
thinking. A moment later, Ciel cast his own eyes over to Sebastian, then back
to Claude, then back once more to his butler, asking,
"Are you completely averse to this, Sebastian?"
Sebastian gave an airy sigh and put his hand on his face, peeking out between
his fingers as he answered,
"I am averse to nothing…when it comes to your wishes, Master Ciel."
A smile spread slowly on Ciel's face, as his heart began to race at the
prospect of watching Sebastian being…
"Alright…alright then…" He said, his voice shaking, "come over here. And we
will do this my way." The boy looked rather pointedly at Claude as he spoke,
who nodded, though his eyes were on Sebastian's approaching form. The red-eyed
demon was walking toward the bed, obviously aware by his sensual gait of the
two sets of eyes following his every move. Ciel felt like smirking himself when
he saw just how much Sebastian must be enjoying the attention.
"As my lord commands," He slipped onto the bed to lean over Ciel and kiss him,
whispering against his lips, "so I must do."
Ciel wrapped his arms around his demon suddenly, drawing him down for a deeper
kiss. The hot, familiar feeling of Sebastian's mouth, after being aroused by
their former sworn enemy…it was enough to set Ciel's heart thumping like mad.
He felt Claude's mouth kissing his navel again, his fingers teasing the
outsides of his exposed thighs. Ciel gasped, breaking his kiss with Sebastian.
"Now, Claude," He said breathlessly, as Sebastian withdrew, "if I am allowing
you to have my Sebastian, you will ensure that he enjoys himself. Prepare him
well. I don't want him to feel any pain-"
Sebastian suddenly cleared his throat, and Ciel looked up at him, a bit annoyed
that he had been interrupted. Understanding dawned on him at once, however,
upon seeing Sebastian's presumptuous raised eyebrow, and he finished his
sentence,
"…unless that is what he wants. Understood?"
Claude's usually stoic face melted into a positively wicked grin as he
answered,
"Perfectly understood…my lord."
Ciel shuddered, a completely unexpected thrill running through his chest and
straight down to his hard cock at those words coming from Claude.
"Well then," Ciel shifted to the other side of the bed, the older demons
watching him, waiting for the call, "go ahead."
Claude and Sebastian looked at one another, and Claude gestured gracefully to
where Ciel had just been lying. Following the gesture, Sebastian eased himself
onto his back, humming a little and saying with a breathy voice that he knew
for a fact excited Ciel beyond belief,
"Ahhh…it's still warm…"
Ciel did indeed shiver, and in an oddly childish move, seized a nearby pillow
and clutched it to his chest. Sebastian chuckled slightly.
"My, how cute you are like that, my lord."
"He is, isn't he?" Claude agreed, though he was not looking at the boy, but
straddling Sebastian's hips, his eyes completely focused on the other demon's
full, smiling lips. "A delicate, but strong master, capable of commanding a
demon such as…" he let one hand trail down the front of Sebastian's chest,
"yourself…"
Sebastian imitated Claude's earlier action and licked his lips slowly, reaching
up to grasp the front of Claude's shirt and tug him down. Claude followed.
Their eyes, red and gold, closed at the same time as their mouths met. It was
surprisingly tender for a pair of demons, or so Ciel thought as he watched. The
kiss was not unlike the ones that he himself shared with Sebastian; slow,
measured, crafted to draw the most pleasure for both of them. When they broke
apart, Sebastian made a purring sound in his chest, just like a cat and said,
"That was infinitely better than I expected."
"Insulting as always, Michaelis." Claude said, though there was no malice in
his tone. He leaned back down to kiss him again, this time letting his hands
run over Sebastian's chest. They eventually slid beneath him and pulled him up
into a sitting position, the deepening kiss never breaking as Claude carefully
slid the fine vest from Sebastian's sculpted shoulders and down his long
slender arms.
Ciel swallowed hard at the sight.
Claude's hands began to tease the back of Sebastian's shoulders, down his
spine, and across his shoulder blades, dragging his nails lightly across his
smooth skin. Sebastian was not made of stone despite how cool he tried to act,
and he began to give small little exhalations or gasps into their kiss as
Claude found sensitive areas. This excited Ciel; he had heard those sounds
before, he had been the one who caused them, but he had never seen Sebastian
react like this. The mirrors helped him see both angles at the same time. He
knew they had been a good idea.
The deep kiss broke as Claude dragged his mouth down the side of Sebastian's
neck, his hands continuing their feather-light attack on Sebastian's nerves.
Sebastian tilted his head back and his mouth parted, eyes closed. Ciel's own
mouth opened as his breathing came faster. He clutched his pillow with one
hand, the other wandering down to tease his waiting hardness as he watched.
"I am surprised, Michaelis," Claude growled against Sebastian's neck, "you are
so much more vulnerable when under the siege of the flesh."
An earthy chuckle met his words.
"Vocal, perhaps. At ease, perhaps. But never vulnerable."
So saying, Sebastian reached down and grasped between Claude's legs without any
warning. The spider demon hissed and his body lurched forward a bit, rocking
into Sebastian's shoulder.
"I stand corrected," Claude said, "but you are sensitive…" he ran his
fingertips across the side of Sebastian's waist, making his grip slacken as he
twitched, "more sensitive than you care to admit, I think."
Sebastian purred again, leaning his head against Claude's, where it rested on
his shoulder,
"Care to test that theory?"
"Oh, how could I possibly resist such an invitation?"
Claude purred back, pushing Sebastian to lie flat on his back again, and raking
his fingers across Sebastian's bare chest. Sebastian's muscles jerked and
twitched beneath the gentle assault, and Ciel could see his hardness do the
same beneath their thin fabric prison.
Ciel was seriously aroused, his hardness aching with the need to be relieved.
He was far away from interrupting this scene however; Claude, teasing his
Sebastian within an inch of his tolerance. Claude lifted Sebastian's arms so
they rested on the pillows above his head, and began dusting them with light
kisses, stroking the inside of his arms where he wasn't kissing. Sebastian's
chest was visibly rising and falling with his heavy breathing. His long legs
shifted, one knee rising up for a few seconds, before sliding down to lay flat
and letting the other do the same, and over and over as he became increasingly
aroused.
Claude worked his way down to Sebastian's navel, his lips and hands having set
Sebastian's nerves on edge before they reached the red waist wrap.
"Ah, just look at you," Claude said, observing the rather pink tint to
Sebastian's cheeks, "I never thought I would ever see you so flushed, but then
again," He let his tongue run along the top of the waist wrap, "I never had the
pleasure to test your endurance before." His eyes darted over to Ciel, whose
hand was hidden by the pillow he clutched, but its movement making it very
clear what he was doing.
"It seems your endurance isn't the only one being tested," Claude said, and
Sebastian looked over at Ciel as well, having seemed to have forgotten him for
a brief span of time. The sight of his dear, young face so red and his eyes so
heavy and aroused, and his moving hand...
"Oh, Ciel…" Sebastian breathed, "you're so beautiful…"
As he spoke, Ciel's hand sped up a bit and his little brows drew in tighter.
Claude began to untie Sebastian's wrap, finally pulling it away and opening the
front of the harem pants.
"Lost the wager, indeed…" Claude said, observing Sebastian's length. "I think I
can discern what wager that was, and just how badly you lost…" He ran his palm
up the underside, making Sebastian lift his hips a bit. Claude took this
opportunity to slide the loose pants completely down Sebastian's legs, and
letting them drop to the floor. He sighed as he ran his strong hands up
Sebastian's calves and thighs, his touch there more firm and groping than his
earlier light touches.
"Lovely…" He muttered, and Sebastian looked down at him, giving a small smirk
as he deliberately spread his legs. It was this move that finally began to
crack Claude's own stamina. He breathed fast as he leaned down to place firm,
open-mouthed kisses on Sebastian's inner thighs, his hands settling on
Sebastian's cock.
Ciel bit his lip as his butler began to pant audibly, his hips jerking slightly
with every pull of Claude's hand. His long arms slid down from above his head,
and his slender fingers began to run over his own upper body. The sight was
almost too much for Ciel; he had never seen Sebastian do anything like that
before, even in all these years.
"Oh god…" He could not keep from whispering. The older demons' eyes turned to
him at once unexpectedly, and he gulped. They both smiled at him, and
Sebastian, in a gesture that was nearly the end of the boy, winked at him.
With that, Ciel abandoned all teasing and tore at his own waist wrap so he
could reach beneath and grip his cock directly. He had to squeeze his eyes shut
at the touch of his own hand. They opened again at once so as not to miss
anything.
Claude turned his attentions back to Sebastian, going in for the kill. He began
licking Sebastian's opening most vigorously. Sebastian openly sighed repeatedly
and his wandering hands came to grip the sides of the pillow beneath his head.
Claude's mouth worked tirelessly for minutes on end before he drew back, and
looked over at Ciel. Wordlessly, he held out two fingers to the boy.
Ciel knew exactly what he wanted, and leaned forward slightly to reach them. He
wasted no time, but began running his tongue over the proffered fingers,
coating them thoroughly before pulling them into his mouth and sucking. Claude
gasped as Ciel nipped at his digits gently, and then drew back, leaving them
well lubricated.
"Well done, master…" Sebastian said, reaching out his own hand to stroke the
side of Ciel's soft head. The boy groaned and leaned into his touch. "Come
here…" Sebastian said, his voice a bit broken as Claude began easing his wet
fingers into his body. Ciel did not have to be told twice, and he all but threw
himself down by his demon's side, letting his arms enfold him.
"There is no need to stop there, little one." Claude said as he scissored his
fingers within Sebastian's tight body, reaching out with his other hand to
stroke down Ciel's trembling back, "Why don't you mount him? It was your wish
to make this pleasant for him, was it not? Why not make his body sing for us?"
Ciel shuddered at Claude's suggestion, looking up uncertainly into Sebastian's
face, which was slightly twisted with pleasure.
"If you are willing, master, I would enjoy that very much."
Ciel nodded, and buried his face against the side of Sebastian's chest.
"When…when the time is right." He said, letting his tongue dart out to taste
Sebastian's flesh. The demon growled, and his grip tightened on the boy. It was
hard to hold Ciel completely while he was still on his back, but Sebastian
managed with one arm, cradling his head with his other hand. This way he was
still looking right at Claude when the Spider Demon began to penetrate.
They both hissed as the breach was made, and Ciel's head darted up from its
momentary hiding place to watch what was happening.
Claude thrust forward, impaling Sebastian completely. Ciel literally felt the
shudder run through Sebastian's body, and had to wonder when Claude had taken
out his manhood, and how he had missed it. The answer was inconsequential now,
as Claude leaned forward onto his hands, bringing his face very close to
Ciel's.
"So very hot…" He said, his tone actually quite calm, "but…you are still taking
me with such ease, you must have been taken recently…" He flashed his eyes
toward Ciel. A slow smile touched his lips and he leaned in to kiss the boy.
"you…devil…"
Ciel blushed even darker, though he returned the smile with a devious one of
his own.
"Indeed."
"If you're done chit-chatting…" Sebastian said, rolling his hips and making
Claude groan, "I believe you're supposed to be pleasuring me…"
"Please do forgive me," Claude drawled sarcastically, "for being distracted,
but your own Ciel is hardly the type I would consider capable of penetrating
someone like you."
"Trust me," Sebastian said, pausing to once again lick his lips slowly,
seductively, "Ciel is more than capable of satisfying anyone with his
lovemaking skills. He is quite…enthusiastic…and nimble."
"Is he now?" Claude asked, turning to let his eyes flick down to the bulge in
Ciel's harem pants, "Well then, perhaps…just perhaps, I could 'test that
theory'?"
Sebastian chuckled lowly at the sound of his own words.
"Perhaps later. We certainly are testing a lot of theories tonight, are we
not?"
"Indeed, but first, let's find the outcome of this…"
So saying, Claude clamped his hands down on Sebastian's hips and began to
thrust earnestly into his tight flesh, giving small grunts of pleasure and
watching Sebastian's drooping eyelids and open mouth. Sebastian's sleek body
rocked with every move Claude made, and his eyes kept closing as Claude moved
within him.
"Is…is it good, Sebastian?" Ciel asked, completely breathless and shedding his
harem pants once and for all as even their loose, silky confines became too
much for his weeping erection. "He's...not hurting you…is he?"
"Oh, no, master…" Sebastian replied brokenly, "it is very good…very
good…ah…hmmm…but it's just getting started. Why don't you…oh…take his
suggestion?"
"You mean mount you?" Ciel asked, staring down at Sebastian's own twitching
hardness. "Can you…handle that?"
Sebastian gave a small smile that was more like a sneer, and he cupped the side
of Ciel's face with one hand as he replied,
"Can I handle so much pleasure? Why don't we find out together?"
Ciel was finding the sight of Claude's manhood disappearing repeatedly into his
butler almost too much to bear, and decided to go through with the idea. Moving
quickly lest he should embarrass himself and spill right there and then without
a single touch, he swung one leg over Sebastian's waist. Now his back was to
Claude and he was looking only at his Sebastian. He ran his small hands up and
down Sebastian's chest, smiling at the smoldering leer his butler gave him as
he did so. Those long-fingered hands stroked up and down his sides and over his
shoulders, sending thrills all through him especially when the thumbs brushed
his hard-peaked nipples.
Ciel reached behind him, feeling the heat of Sebastian's hardness in his small
hand. He gave it a tight squeeze and Sebastian groaned, his fingers gripping
Ciel's flesh harshly. The pain was minimal, and only added fuel to the fire
that had been kindled in Ciel the moment his butler had walked into the room in
that lovely outfit. He slowly lowered his hips, noting Sebastian's expression
hungrily. His red-eyed demon watched him with apprehension in his lovely face,
tilting his head back as Ciel brushed the tip of his erection against his
puckered entrance, back and forth, over and over.
"Damn tease you are, young master…" Sebastian forced out.
"What, no lotion?" Claude asked brokenly, as he thrust forward slow and deep,
allowing Sebastian to brace for what Ciel was about to do. His eyes were glued
to the sight of Ciel kneeling over Sebastian's waiting hardness, rubbing it
against his ass.
"I think my master is too excited to wait for that." Sebastian replied huskily,
trailing a hand down Ciel's stomach to cup his proud erection. The boy buckled
forward, catching himself with his hands on either side of Sebastian's head.
"St-stop Sebastian! How am I supposed to—AAH! How am I supposed to last if
you—GOD!"
Sebastian had begun rubbing him in earnest, thinking how lovely it might be to
humiliate Ciel by making him come before any of them. Love him or no, Sebastian
still had a devious streak.
"That's it, Ciel," Claude said, slowing his thrusts down even more, "lift your
hips…"
Ciel was already splayed on Sebastian's chest, and with his demon's hand
stroking him, he was helpless to follow any orders or suggestions from either
of the other two. So Claude reached out and took his waist, one of his hands
covering Sebastian's, which still lingered on one slender side. While still
thrusting lazily, Claude lifted Ciel's hips upward and pressed his hot tongue
to Ciel's sensitive portal. The boy began to moan; a higher pitched desperate
sound that made both demons want to burst upon hearing it. Sebastian recognized
it as a sign that Ciel was very, very excited.
"Play with him gently," Sebastian managed to murmur against Ciel's soft hair,
"but not for too long; you're preparing him for me, after all. I don't want you
to spoil that."
Claude merely hummed his response, causing the vibration of his voice to move
against Ciel's flesh. He jerked and swayed his hips slightly in Claude's grasp.
For several agonizingly pleasurable moments Sebastian stroked his cock, and
Claude licked and teased his ass, and right when he thought he could not handle
any more, Claude retreated, and Sebastian's hand faltered as he was taken more
forcefully by the spider demon after long moments of gentle thrusts.
"Now, master…please…" Sebastian breathed, his breath rushing past Ciel's ear
and motivating him to sit up. Without any hesitation, Ciel seized Sebastian's
erection and lowered himself upon it. Whatever pain he may have felt was
swallowed immediately by Sebastian's long, guttural groan. He loved it when he
could make him release such a sound.
Ciel's own body was shaken with the force of Claude's thrusts, and he had to
fight for a few seconds to find the right rhythm with which to rise up and drop
back down onto Sebastian. They found the rhythm, and continued their dance for
long, lovely moments. At one point Ciel looked to the side to see them all in
the mirror. He and Sebastian were entirely nude, but Claude was still fully
dressed. What an erotic sight they were, all moving in perfect unison, all
being pleasured to the fullest extent, though Sebastian was definitely the most
happy of them all.
"God, god, god…" Sebastian kept breathing, his head thrown back and his hands
creating bruise-marks on Ciel's buttocks and thighs as they held him, guided
him, and groped him. All the while Claude's almost violent pounding into his
body caused wave after wave of pleasure.
"Oh, master…" Sebastian said, as Ciel rocked on top of him, "He's found it…he's
found the pleasure spot…ah…have…have I…found yours?"
Sebastian rarely spoke during the actual act, and so Ciel was much more excited
than usual. He bit his lip as he impaled himself over and over, feeling his own
spot touched again and again, sending orgasmic pleasure racing through him
without making him come.
"Y-yes! You..f-f-found it…a l-long time ago…"
Before Sebastian could respond, Claude leaned forward and licked the side of
Ciel's neck, latching on with his mouth and sucking hard. Ciel threw his head
wantonly to one side, giving Claude complete access with a sharp sound of
pleasure, his erection dripping suddenly.
The sight of his young master enjoying this was too much for Sebastian, coupled
with Claude's intense ministrations and Ciel's tight body around his flesh, he
gave in. With a long groan, Sebastian burst within Ciel's tight walls, and
Claude let go of Ciel's neck as he felt Sebastian grip him like a vice with the
power of his release. This pushed him over the edge as well, and he suddenly
threw back his head and gave a hiss, pouring himself out into Sebastian's
trembling body.
As the older demons both panted, their bodies slumping under the weight of such
pleasure, Ciel stopped riding, and dropped his body forward onto Sebastian's
again. He whined a bit, and rubbed his still-hard cock against Sebastian's
stomach, letting the softening organ slide out of him.
"Oh, poor master…" Sebastian said with a tired grin, wrapping his arms around
the boy, "and here I thought I could make you come before both of us."
Ciel was not in the mood to take Sebastian's condescending tone at the moment,
and he sat up quickly, backhanding Sebastian as hard as his current state would
allow. It was still fairly hard, and the sound almost echoed through the room.
"Don't make jokes!" He demanded, seizing Sebastian's face in his hands.
"Just…just make me…make me…" His burning eyes softened again as he looked down
into Sebastian's face; despite having just been reprimanded, and quite
physically, too, Sebastian was staring at him with such an expression of
tenderness that Ciel thought his heart would break.
"As you wish, my Lord Ciel…" Sebastian said, turning his head in Ciel's hands
to slowly run his tongue along one of Ciel's fingers. The boy shuddered, and
sat back, more quickly than he had wanted to and almost lost his balance.
Claude's arms were waiting for him, catching him and drawing him to his strong
chest.
"Ah, not satisfied yet, little one?" He whispered into Ciel's ear, reaching
down to just brush a single finger against the very tip of Ciel's member.
"Ugn! STOP TEASING ME!" Ciel hissed, bucking his hips forward but still missing
Claude's hand as it withdrew. Sebastian pushed himself up, sighing as Claude's
own cock slipped out of him. He chuckled and sat back against the headboard,
holding out his arms.
"If you wouldn't mind giving me my young master; I can hold him open for you."
"Yes, that would be most tantalizing…" Claude whispered softly against the red
mark on Ciel's neck he had left earlier.
"What…what are you…" Ciel muttered, almost fighting them as he was shifted into
Sebastian's arms. His back was against Sebastian's chest, and his legs were
draped over Sebastian's thighs. Wordlessly, Sebastian spread Ciel's legs by
opening his own. The sight excited Claude again, and he sat up on his knees
briefly, took hold of the bottom of his green shirt, and pulled it over his
head in one smooth motion. Ciel swallowed hard, scanning the almost bulging
muscles in Claude's chest and arms. His butler's suit of so long ago had
certainly hid them well…we was even larger in bulk than Sebastian, though of
course no one would be more beautiful to Ciel.
Claude's spent manhood began to harden at the look he received from young
Phantomhive, rising back to life where it stood, exposed through his trousers.
He came forward, and ran his hands up and down those creamy slender thighs,
making Ciel squirm. His erection was blushing red and standing straight up
against his abdomen, weeping pearls earnestly at the tip.
"Aw…you want me to touch you?" Claude asked, teasing the inside of his thighs
and even flicking his tongue against Ciel's hip joint. Ciel gave a frustrated
but lovely groan and arched his body, his hips jolting forward on their own.
"Yyyeessss…" He groaned, panting hard and constantly moving in Sebastian's
arms.
"You look like you'd come right now, just from me talking to you…" Claude
mused, ever so gently dragging the tip of a finger down one of Ciel's swollen
spheres. The boy gave another guttural groan and then growled like an animal,
turning on Claude such a look of evil that Claude actually smiled.
"Oh dear, just look at that face…so beautiful when angry…"
"I've been saying that for years." Sebastian chimed in, holding Ciel's arms as
the boy actually tried to hit Claude.
"Enough!" Ciel cried, "You are to obey me! BOTH of you!"
"Alright, alright." Claude said soothingly, and seeing that his teasing might
have pushed Ciel too far, obliged him and took hold of his cock.
Ciel's anger vanished from his face and was replaced by the same passionately
pleasured expression he had worn before. Claude ran his hands gently up and
down the length a few times, fascinated.
"You are hard as a rock…" He said, leaning in to rub his soft cheek against one
side. Ciel moaned, thrusting forward.
"Hmm…you like that, Ciel?" Sebastian whispered into his ear, rubbing Ciel's
chest and stomach as Claude ministered to him.
"MMHMM!" Ciel hummed back loudly, his sounds becoming increasingly louder.
Sebastian kissed the back of Ciel's shoulders and then said,
"Claude…I think you know what he wants…now give it to him."
Claude said nothing in response, but leaned his head down and wrapped his lips
around the swollen head of Ciel's cock. Surprisingly, Ciel did not cry out; he
went completely silent, stilled entirely by the intense pleasure of the long-
awaited stimulation. As Claude began to suck gently and move his tongue,
however, the sounds returned. They were more desperate now; high pitched and
wild. No words or coherent sentences, simply feral sounds of pleasure.
Ciel thought he would lose his mind; he had been so hard for so long without
being stimulated for a proper length of time. Now his flesh was incredibly
sensitive and Claude's mouth felt so good…so incredibly hot he thought his cock
would melt with the wetness, like exquisite lava pouring over him and licking
his hot spots. Claude began to move his head up and down, taking him in all the
way down to the hilt and rubbing his sac with a warm hand. Finally the moment
came, rising like a heat wave through Ciel's entire body and down to his cock.
He began repeatedly shouting the same sound:
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! OOOHHHHHH!"
"Good boy." Sebastian breathed against his temple.
Ciel was lost. His head fell back hard into Sebastian's shoulder and he gave a
final wail, thrusting upward hard, driving even his sac into Claude's mouth as
he shot stream after stream of hot pleasure down the demon's throat. Claude
took it all, gripping Ciel's backside to support him and continuing to bob his
head, drinking almost greedily. Even when Ciel's body collapsed into a
quivering heap against his butler, Claude still sucked him hard and deep,
drawing out the last drop of his essence. Ciel whimpered through his heavy
breathing, unable to even lift his hands to grip Sebastian's arms, which now
held him possessively around the waist. Claude released his limp member at
last, and looked up at the boy.
His eyes were entranced, flaring their hellfire as he gazed upon the spent
child whom he had just tasted.
"Your soul…" He said softly, reaching up and tenderly brushing the damp locks
away from Ciel's face, "I could…taste your soul…so pure…so bitter…but so sweet
and rich…"
Ciel was too deeply immersed in the afterglow of such intense pleasure to
register Claude's words. He was already beginning to nod off, his eyes closed.
But Sebastian heard him loud and clear. He reached out to Claude's hand, where
it rested against Ciel's cheek, and he pressed it there, holding it still. This
drew Claude's eyes up to his own. Sebastian held the other demon's gaze and
said,
"Count yourself blessed, Spider. This taste… it is and forever shall
be…sacred."
***** Chapter 5 *****
"Is he really asleep?" Claude asked, observing Ciel.
The boy was stretched out in the bed, eyes closed, but moving every now and
again in a fashion akin to someone aware of their surroundings. He would turn
over and pull the pillow tighter under his chin, then turn again and pull the
blankets around him differently, only to shake them off several moments later.
Both demons were also reclining on either side of him, watching this amusing
and sweet display play out.
"Yes, he is asleep, but this is what I call a 'restless state'. He is closer to
awake than asleep, but he's not truly aware." Sebastian stroked Ciel's head as
he spoke. The boy did not respond, but remained still for the moment, curled
around his pillow. "He usually gets like this in between 'rounds' if you know
what I mean."
"You have had time to discover these things about him, and for that I envy you
now." Claude said, watching Sebastian's hand in its journey through Ciel's soft
hair.
"As you should," Sebastian replied, "For this one night is a gift that my
master chose to give you this once, and I doubt that he will give such a gift
twice."
Claude set his jaw slightly but nodded.
"I understand. He was always fiercely loyal, that much was evident to me even
in the short time that I knew him during his lifetime. I confess, though I am
enjoying this night greatly, I was surprised that he would make such
an…unfaithful suggestion."
Sebastian cocked an eyebrow at Claude and ran his hand down Ciel's back to
cradle his waist.
"I don't consider it unfaithful at all," He said, "we are not humans. We do not
hold to some petty ceremonious conclusion that just because we care for one
another deeply we will not indulge our desires elsewhere. We are demons, after
all, and our appetites, while well sated…" Sebastian paused a moment to smile
wickedly and growl in his throat, "well sated by each other, require something
more at times. It is rare that this kind of suggestion comes up, but it is not
the first time we have done something like this. Besides, when we do such
things, we still do them together. We still crave only each other, above all
other pleasures that we may sample as a pair, we ultimately return to the one
place that can always satisfy…our own bed, alone, together."
Sebastian's speech had obviously done nothing to quell the jealousy flaring in
Claude's eyes. He had tasted a bit of what Sebastian consumed daily, and yet
still he burned for the little demon currently asleep beside him. So close, but
still not his. As he thought, even after this encounter, Ciel would forever be
out of his reach.
"I suppose…" Claude began, but stopped to swallow before going on, "there is
little point in asking to duel over him..?"
Before Claude had finished his sentence Ciel reached out clumsily in his sleep
and slung his arm around Sebastian's waist. He scooted himself forward,
pressing his little body flush to Sebastian's and nuzzling against the shelter
of his strong neck. Sebastian looked up at Claude, and gave him a proud smile
that was also a warning. He slid his own arms around the clinging boy and held
him close. A second later Claude spoke again.
"I suppose I could receive no better answer than that; even in sleep he loves
you…he belongs with you…only you…"
"I am his," Sebastian said, laying his cheek against the top of Ciel's head,
"and he is mine. Even should one of us perish (however unlikely it is), that
fact will remain unchanged."
"I can see that now; even if you accepted any kind of challenge I might offer
you for ownership of him, even if by some means I won and killed you…he would
never, could never, belong to me."
There was a long pause, in which Ciel yawned and mumbled thickly into
Sebastian's neck, shifting a bit in his arms.
"I am glad that after all this time, you finally understand." Sebastian said.
His tone was not scathing, not belittling, not even factual; it was kind.
Claude was caught by surprise at how softly Sebastian broke the words to him,
and had to admit to himself that he was thankful for this.
"So," Clause cleared his throat, sliding down a bit more to lay directly behind
the boy, planting a delicate kiss on the equally delicate flesh of his shoulder
blades, "not to be impatient, for he is darling in the state he is in, but when
can we continue testing theories?"
Sebastian grinned at him.
"Well, perhaps if we were to wake him up kindly, we should be able to do so
very soon."
Claude grinned back, and let his tongue slide out his mouth while his eyes were
locked on Sebastian's, and drug it slowly across Ciel's shoulder.
"Come then, let us wake him kindly…"
OOOO
Ciel felt very warm. He was aware of it instantly as he came back slowly to
wakefulness. He was lying on his side, and warm flesh was pressed against his
own front and back. He felt gooseflesh rise on his skin at the occasional brush
of fingers against his shoulder, waist, or back. Warm lips pressed against the
back of his neck, and the front of his chest, sometimes his temple or cheek and
his forehead.
What on earth was…Ciel's eyes drifted open as a mouth closed around the curve
of his ear from behind him, biting into it gently with teeth. At the same
moment a pair of hands began kneading the flesh of his buttocks, sending
shivers through him. fingertips raked down his spine, and he gasped lightly.
"Ah, master…" Sebastian's voice touched his lips as they were kissed, "did we
wake you?"
"Mmm…" Ciel hummed, sliding his arms around Sebastian's neck and kissing him
lazily. He could feel Claude's hot breath in his ear as the demon continued to
bite and lick it. He rocked his body back and forth very slowly as his body was
covered with loving touched from two sets of strong hands. Claude's solid chest
was at his back, and Sebastian's familiar strong chest was against his own. It
was a most incredible feeling, to be wrapped up in these two demons and loved
by them.
In his slowly-awakening state Ciel thought that he could not help but feel
sorry for Claude, knowing how much he wanted him. He could feel him rubbing
against him and lavishing loving touches upon him, but he still was only at
Ciel's back. His front, his heart, was with Sebastian. Perhaps in time Claude
would find a companion as well, someone who would complete him. Ciel smiled
against Sebastian's lips as he considered the idea; he and Sebastian were the
only demons that he knew of that held a valued partnership like this, even if
it had started as an essential accident. The idea of anyone else, let alone
Claude, mimicking them and trying to find eternal love with a fellow demon just
sounded silly. That could not keep him from hoping for the man, and that was
the traces of humanness that would forever remain in his ways of thinking.
"What are you grinning about young master?" Sebastian whispered to him, as he
felt his smile against his lips.
"Nothing," Ciel lied, "just laughing at you two; you can't even wait for me to
have a little nap before you're horny and back at it again."
"This is true, young maser…"
"Or is it that you simply cannot bear each other's company for that long
without me?"
"Right again," Claude said into his ear, making him jump a bit as the air
rushed into it and tickled him.
"Well, I can think of a solution or two for both problems." Ciel said
teasingly, each of his hands lowering simultaneously to find each of the older
demon's cocks. He smiled wickedly at the sound of deep growls, both a different
pitch. "Horny indeed…" he let his fingers caress the silky-softness of Claude's
and Sebastian's lengths, feeling how very different they were in shape, though
both were pleasantly hard and full in his hands. For several long moments big
hands groped his body up and down, and low growls and sighs continued as he
teased them both with his tentative strokes.
"Mercy…"
Claude whispered at one point, when Ciel drew all his fingers away and only
traced the very undersides and tips of their erections with his pointer
fingers.
"Ugn…" Was Sebastian's response, his face buried in Ciel's hair.
"Come now, so easily excited, you two…" Ciel said lightly, "Of course, I have
no room to talk."
So saying, he rolled onto his back, sliding his hands down his creamy thighs as
he spread them apart, displaying his rosy erection. Then he pulled his arms up
to cross behind his head as though he were a prince ordering his harem.
"Someone care to tease me as well? I do like to be driven wild."
"Like hell you do," Sebastian agreed, as he and Claude instantly began running
their hands over Ciel's chest and abdomen. "I've had you begging within minutes
before."
"Well, unluckily for you, I've already released quite strongly a while ago; I'm
ready for a longer round now."
Claude leaned down to kiss Ciel's tender neck, licking the flesh there and
making Ciel sigh. He leaned his forehead against Ciel's shoulder after this and
asked quietly,
"After we tease you a bit, would you care to…would you please…"
At this moment Sebastian gripped Ciel's cock and began rubbing it, making the
boy moan and run his fingers up into both raven black and starling black hair,
his fingers curling, caressing, and gripping through his pleasure.
"You have a request, spider?" He said breathily, "Then spit it out."
"I would like for you to take me, if you are willing."
Ciel's eyes turned up to Claude as he breathed steadily, hips thrusting
slightly into Sebastian's touch. He grinned slowly at the proposal and after a
moment, he reached down to stop Sebastian's hand.
"You sure are full of suggestions this evening, aren't you, Mr. Faustus?" He
asked, "First you want to take my Sebastian, now you want me to take you? Well,
I suppose that was the purpose of tonight, anyhow…very well, I shall take you."
"You are so very naughty, master…" Sebastian growled in his ear, suddenly
intensely aroused out of nowhere at the realization that Ciel was willing to do
virtually anything in bed. "that's why I love you so much…"
Ciel seized Sebastian's head and pulled him down into a bruising kiss, equally
aroused by the words.
"I love you too, Sebastian…" He mumbled against his demon's lips, before
turning to Claude.
"Prepare yourself; I should like to watch this. There is lotion and oil in the
top drawer of both bedside tables."
Despite being slightly wounded after the tender words passed between the pair,
Claude found the hurt fading in the face of what was to come. He reached over
and plucked a vial at random from the sizable collection he found in the
nearest drawer.
"You two must be positively insatiable…" He muttered, as he lay down on his
back beside Ciel. The boy had sat up now, and leaned back against Sebastian so
as to have the best vantage point. Claude uncorked the vial and poured a small
amount onto the tip of his finger. Ciel looked very curious at this. Claude
then spread his long legs and reached down between them, past his hard cock and
under his swollen sac. There he rubbed his oil-coated finger against his
puckered entrance, slowly, almost cautiously.
Ciel swallowed as he watched. Claude obviously liked the slow approach, and he
continued to gently tease and rub at the opening, occasionally adding another
drop or two of oil to his fingertip. It took several moments before he was
actually sliding his fingertip in and out, still very slowly, his eyes locked
on Ciel's face. Ciel was not looking back at him, though, but was watching,
open-mouthed, at the incredibly slow teasing display before him.
"Give me that," Ciel said abruptly, speaking of the vial. Claude handed it to
him, and Ciel immediately seized Sebastian's right hand.
"So very naughty…" Sebastian all but moaned into his hair as Ciel poured a
generous amount of the oil into Sebastian's open palm.
"A certain someone raised me this way…" Ciel responded, handing the vial back
to Claude. Then he guided Sebastian's hand down to his waiting erection. He
actually gave a little yelp as that hand overturned on him, pouring the oil
over his length in a frenzy of running liquid.
"Oohhh yeeeesss…" He groaned softly, as those long slick fingers closed around
him and slid along his hardness, spreading pleasure and oil on his skin like a
dream.
"Just like that…oh… it's on my sac…rub my sac too…with your other hand…ahhh!
Yea…oh god yea….slowly… ohhhh slowly….gently… be gentle…ahhh… be gentle to me…"
Ciel's soft, panting instructions made Claude's breath hitch in his throat.
"Don't stop." Ciel breathed suddenly, and somehow they knew he was speaking to
both of them. Claude resumed his preparations, as Sebastian continued Ciel's.
Claude dispatched with the teasing and dripped a good amount of oil onto his
fingers this time, reaching down and sliding two in at once.
"Ohhh god…he just…he just put his fingers right in…" Ciel whispered, his hand
gripping Sebastian's arm.
Claude worked them in and out quickly, breathing heavier as the action cause
pleasure to spread through him. He was ready. He had always been ready for
this. With the hand that was not touching his opening, he reached out and
gripped Ciel's erection along with Sebastian. They stroked in time, both of
their hands causing Ciel to whimper and moan, thrusting his hips forward.
Finally he could take no more.
"Enough, you two or I'll be finished…" He said firmly, pushing their hands
away. He moved at once to straddle Claude, gripping his knees and pushing them
back toward the demon's powerful chest. Ciel looked down at him and actually
giggled.
"I do apologize, Mr. Faustus…" He said drolly, "I just never thought to see you
this way…"
"I don't see how that is possible as it was you who invited me here, knowing
full well for what you called me." Claude said, his tone indicating that at the
moment he cared about nothing other than Ciel's slick cock thrusting within him
as soon as possible.
"Sebastian,"
"Yes my lord?"
"Will you guide me?"
"Of course, my lord."
"Guide him?" Claude asked suspiciously, as Sebastian crawled up behind Ciel and
laid his head on his shoulder, looking down at Claude as well.
"Yes," Sebastian said, reaching around and taking hold of Ciel's erection
again. The boy's eyes closed in delight as Sebastian's hand simply held him
tightly, "You see, right now he wants to feel the thrill of fantasizing that
this is his first time, and he wants me to show him what to do."
"Then show him, I beg of you." Claude said huskily, "the sight of him…"
Claude's eyes raked over Ciel, his chest arched, his head leaned back against
Sebastian's shoulder and his eyes squeezed shut, a row of white teeth gently
biting down into a full bottom lip,
"…I cannot take it much longer."
"Not to worry," Sebastian said, kissing Ciel's cheek tenderly
With that, Sebastian leaned forward, in turn making Ciel lean forward.
Following Sebastian's guiding hand, Ciel sunk himself into Claude's body. The
demon let out a long breath, accepting him easily.
"Oh…oh…" Ciel moaned, leaning forward, bracing himself by leaning his hands on
Claude's bent knees, "He's…he's sucking me right in—aah! He's…tight…so…so hot…"
"That's it, master…" Sebastian whispered in his ear, his hand retreating from
the boy's cock as it disappeared entirely into Claude's opening. Both of his
hands stroked Ciel's hips encouragingly, as he rubbed his own hardness against
the soft flesh of Ciel's lower back. "Just stop and let him adjust."
"But…I want to…"
"I know what you want, but just give him a minute before you move."
"No!" Claude said fiercely, trembling at the fullness of Ciel inside him, "I
want him to move, please, dear god move before I lose my sanity!" He shifted
his hips, making Ciel gasp.
"Let me…oh please let me.." Ciel whimpered, tossing his head back onto
Sebastian's shoulder again, as if asking permission.
"Go ahead." His butler responded, grinding against him provocatively.
Ciel did not need to be told twice. He began to thrust forward at once. There
was no easing into it or adjustment period; he just began ramming into Claude
as hard as he could. Claude began gasping as Ciel's organ moved within him.
Sebastian had been right about Ciel. He could reach that place within Claude
with more ease than breathing, and Claude felt his member jump each time Ciel
hit it with the tip of his erection. His unbridled lust was incredible, and
Claude reached up to grip the pillow beneath his head as he was taken by Ciel
Phantomhive.
A few glorious moments in, Ciel gave a low moan and slowed his thrusts, almost
to a halt. Claude looked past the beautiful boy to see Sebastian working his
hand somewhere in Ciel's lower regions. He had a good idea that he knew what
his fellow demon was up to. Sure enough, Sebastian moved slightly, and Ciel's
body tensed, leaning forward hard against Claude's own.
"Give the boy…time…" Claude panted, as he saw Sebastian already beginning to
thrust deeply inside Ciel.
"Oh, he likes it like this…with a touch of pain…" Sebastian all but grunted.
He lunged forward, taking Ciel's hands from Claude's bent knees and pulling him
upright. Ciel yelped as his arms were pulled behind him and all his leverage
became anchored in the support of Sebastian's body. Sebastian bit into Ciel's
neck gently, and began to thrust, hard enough to send Ciel's own body crashing
into Claude's. The chain effect was powerful, and extremely erotic for all of
them. Sebastian took up the pace, thrusting hard into Ciel, in turn making Ciel
thrust hard into Claude. There were moments where Ciel tried to change the
pace, knocking them out of rhythm, but Sebastian always firmly and decidedly
overpowered him.
Claude's mind was a haze of pleasure. Ciel was inside him. His
Ciel…well…Sebastian's Ciel, but he was still that beloved child whom Claude had
lusted after for so long. And now he was thrusting inside him, moaning and
growling like a dog in heat, so erotic as his slender body twisted and arched
in Sebastian's hands above him. The two of them…they were glorious together…
With that thought, Claude gripped his weeping cock and with a few tight jerks
of his hand, spurted his pleasure right there onto his own stomach, a few drops
making it as high up as his shoulders.
"oh god oh god oh god…" Ciel panted, "He's clamping down on me,
he's…aaaaaahhhhhh!" Ciel cried out and Claude felt liquid heat explode within
the depths of his body. The next second a damp warm Ciel was flung down into
his chest, moving still with Sebastian's continued thrusts.
"So good…so tight, young master…" Sebastian whispered against the back of
Ciel's shoulder. Claude's hot seed was smearing between his chest and Ciel's as
the boy was rocked back and forth on top of him. Claude was still panting from
his release, but he had enough strength in his arms to wrap them around Ciel,
holding onto him. Sebastian was obviously hovering on the very edge of his own
release, but was fighting it, trying to relish every second, every sensation of
being inside his master. It did not matter how many times he had done this;
every time was extraordinary.
Finally, the moment came, Sebastian's endurance broke, and he gave a deep
guttural sound that sent shivers up Ciel's spine. He thrust forward once,
twice, and then stopped, pulling gently out of Ciel. He collapsed right beside
Claude, and through weak but insistent tugs managed to position Ciel between
them two of them again, all three of them clinging to each other, needing to
touch each other somehow as they came down from the aftermath of such pleasure.
"I've…never…" Ciel began, before he laughed through his panting and simply
shook his head, looking from one demon to the other before they all chuckled
softly, all three of them in silent agreement; this was definitely one of the
best nights they had ever passed.
***** Chapter 6 *****
Ciel let Claude hold him during their respite this time, and feeling generous,
he began nuzzling his small nose against the demon's collarbone and relishing
the way his big hands caressed his back thankfully. Ciel could not help the
deep sense of power he felt in knowing that he had Claude wrapped around his
little finger; he would probably do just about anything that Ciel told him.
Ciel chuckled into the side of Claude's neck.
"What is so amusing, young master?" Sebastian asked against his shoulder, his
familiar hands sliding around Ciel's waist, beside Claude's.
"Why is it that every time I laugh you must question me about my thoughts?"
Ciel asked cheekily, his voice muffled in Claude's flesh as he began to gently
gnaw on the juncture of shoulder and neck.
"Because I love the sound of your laugh, and I always want to know what causes
it so that I can hope to hear it again by imitation."
Ciel hummed and said,
"Well I doubt you would want to imitate Claude here, because I was laughing
while thinking about him."
"What about me do you find so humorous?" Claude asked, a slight wounded air in
his voice. Ciel inhaled, his mouth watering slightly from the smell of the
other demon's blood rushing through his neck.
"Just how helpless you are before me." Ciel answered. He had given up lying
long ago; there was no reason to hide what he truly thought anymore. He feared
nothing with Sebastian at his side.
"That is not something that I would consider funny." Claude mumbled, but he was
rubbing Ciel's back and drawing him in closer.
"Oh but it is." Ciel said, running his small tongue up and down the throbbing
vein in Claude's neck, "I find it absolutely amusing."
Claude shuddered as Ciel continued his exploration of his neck.
"I think my master is a bit famished from all our activity." Sebastian growled,
"No doubt he'll bite any time now."
Ciel pulled back from Claude's neck suddenly to toss his head back, glaring at
Sebastian upside-down.
"Must you ruin my element of suspense by announcing everything that I am about
to do?"
"I agree." Claude said, smirking and pulling Ciel's head back in to his throat,
"stop showing off."
"I would hardly call it that." Sebastian said, rubbing the side of his face
against the back of Ciel's shoulder like a rejected pet.
"Call it what you will, that is exactly what you are do—ah!" Claude's sentence
was cut short as Ciel bit down on his neck suddenly, sharp fangs digging deeply
into his flesh.
"That's my master," Sebastian murmured as Claude moaned, kissing the damp hair
at the nape of Ciel's slender neck, "Always so impatient for his treats…"
Even while his mouth was latched to the wounds he had made in Claude's neck,
Ciel managed to whip his hand backward and slap Sebastian. The next instant his
slim arms were winding around Claude's head and holding it close.
"Ah…he's…good…at this…" Claude sighed, his larger body shifting against the
tiny one he held, hands clinging desperately to the narrow waist as pleasure
shot through the veins that the little demon was robbing.
"Did you know that when he first began to do this he had no concept of
technique at all?" Sebastian asked smoothly, brushing the back of his fingers
across Ciel's shoulder blade as he watched his partner feed.
"You jest…" Claude nearly whispered, as his eyes drifted closed and his mouth
parted in delight.
"I do not. He thought that one could simply tear into the neck without
consideration for the location of veins, or how to create pain or pleasure
accordingly. Now he's quickly made up for lost time and utilizes the most
pleasing method that there is. 'Clamp down hard and suck like hell'…that's your
style isn't it, my lord?"
Ciel was beyond responding as Claude's blood flowed over his tongue. It was a
very different taste than he was expecting. Somehow he had thought that he
would be bitter or tart, but instead he received a deep, dark taste that was
rich and heavy like licorice. It was so very different from anything he had
tasted that he could not stop drinking. He felt his own heart rate speed up
frantically as the energy he absorbed from the feeding throbbed through his
body. His head began to spin, and he moaned along with Claude as he had to
reopen the healing wounds once more with his fangs.
Several moments later he pulled back, gasping very hard. He was dizzy, and had
to squeeze his eyes shut to keep everything from spinning. As he lay there and
felt Claude's grip on his hips loosen, he felt like the bed was tilting and
that he would slip away.
"Seb…Sebas…" He gasped, his hands weakly thumping the mattress as if to anchor
himself in place. Arms went around him and he was hauled up into a sitting
position against the headboard. He felt Sebastian's hands holding his face, and
gentle kisses being placed on his forehead and nose. Sebastian clicked his
tongue.
"Ah, young master, you overdid it again. After feeding like that you won't be
hungry for a few days." Sebastian's tongue flicked against Ciel's parted lips,
collecting the blood that was still smeared on them. "Hmm…interesting flavor,
Claude…" He said contemplatively, then tenderly, "My Ciel…so very greedy…"
"What…wha…" Ciel murmured, trying to focus on the images swimming before his
eyes. Sebastian's face was very close to his own, but it was distorted, and he
could see Claude still stretched out where he had been before, his body
twitching slightly in the aftermath of Ciel's feeding.
"Just give yourself a moment to come down from that high." His butler, always
knowing just how to calm him down and handle every situation. Ciel breathed
deeply to try and slow his heart.
Sebastian wanted nothing more than to gather Ciel into his arms right now. He
looked so utterly adorable with his cheeks flushed brightly and his eyes out of
focus and confused. But he knew that Ciel needed air right now, and holding him
would not be the best option, for once.
"Ciel…I have only ever shared my blood with a few," Claude said quietly, laying
a hand on Ciel's leg. "and I've never felt anything like that before. You've
made me…ready to go again…"
Ciel's eyes seemed to snap back to life a bit, and he struggled to sit up away
from the headboard.
"Come here…" He said, reached out and pulling on Claude's arm.
"What..?" Claude sounded a little befuddled himself.
"Sit up, now." Ciel slurred, as though he were intoxicated. Claude obeyed, and
Ciel straddled him at once. "Sebastian…"
"Already here, my lord." Sebastian was indeed already close up behind him,
pouring oil onto his fingers. Hazily Ciel wondered if he would ever truly stop
being amazed by how Sebastian predicted his every need so quickly.
"Hurry…" Ciel murmured, lowering his hips and rubbing his throbbing hardness
against Claude's. Claude moaned and braced himself back on the headboard as the
lithe body wriggled against him. He could feel Ciel's grunt as Sebastian slid
his fingers into his opening smoothly, sliding them in and out to gently
prepare him.
"That's enough…" Ciel panted, after only a few seconds. Sebastian obeyed,
withdrawing. Ciel slid down Claude's legs enough to hover over Claude's proud
erection. "You sure are ready to go…"
That said, Ciel wrapped his mouth around the head, delicately running his
tongue along the underside. Claude let out a groan that might have belonged to
a wild animal. He reached down and threaded trembling fingers into Ciel's hair.
The boy was not actually applying that much suction, as he was worried about
making himself dizzy again, but he was licking as much as he could. Claude
tossed his head back, showing the little trails of drying blood on his neck
that flowed from a wound that had already healed.
Sebastian watched with envy as his master struggled to pleasure Claude through
his inebriated state. This was the moment he had worried about since Ciel made
this suggestion; Claude taking his master. Any other option Sebastian was
willing to accept, but he was still unhappy about this one. Somehow it got
under his skin, and he could not keep it from irritating him. However, he
pushed the feeling down, knowing that this was what his master wanted, and that
he was allowing it out of his deep love. He recalled his own words to Claude
about neither he nor Ciel holding to the idea of strict fidelity, and yet at
this very second he was wondering whether or not he truly believed that.
Ciel did not spend long with his oral onslaught, quickly straddling Claude
again. This time he took hold of Claude's member and slowly lowered himself
onto it. Sebastian winced slightly as did Claude and Ciel as the thick erection
was sheathed into that lovely firm behind. Ciel sat there for a few seconds
once he was fully impaled, shaking a bit and holding on to Claude's shoulders.
"This…this is what you wanted…" He whispered harshly to Claude, and then turned
his head suddenly to look at Sebastian. "He craved this for so long, Sebastian.
He was like you. Think about what a gift this is for him and stop your sulking!
Remember how you felt…"
Sebastian felt like his master had hit him in the chest with an undeniable
truth. With those few sentences Ciel had put into perspective exactly what was
taking place. Sebastian's jealousy faded slightly; Claude was being granted a
gift, yes, that was what this entire night was about. It did not mean that Ciel
was replacing him, or finding him passé, it just meant that his master was one
hell of an adventurer. Sebastian smiled to himself as he watched Ciel begin to
spring up and down on Claude's cock. That was exactly why he loved him.
Claude's eyes closed and he reveled in the feeling of Ciel's hot body gripping
him. This was it, the lust he had held in his body and heart for so many years
had been for this body, right here. Now he had it, now his lusts and dreams
were fulfilled.
"Ah…oh…Ciel…you're…so tight…"
Sebastian could not help but comment yet again, leaning back against the
bedpost at the foot of the bed and saying,
"Incredible isn't it? He's far from being a virgin anymore, and yet that ass
still grips like a vice."
"But it doesn't feel tight…" Ciel panted, grinding himself down upon Claude.
"It feels wonderful…"
"Just one more reason that you are special." Sebastian said softly.
Claude began sighing, tilting his head back as Ciel moved over him. He let his
hands roam over Ciel's back and down his hips before his head lifted up again.
He leaned forward and buried his face into the side of Ciel's neck. Ciel gave a
shrill cry and Sebastian tensed as he smelled his master's blood. Ciel's body
stilled, and he just sat in Claude's lap, quivering as Claude suckled at his
neck.
"Enjoy it, Claude…enjoy the gift Ciel is giving you…" Sebastian said quietly,
fighting jealousy intensely at the thought of Ciel's blood flowing into
Claude's mouth. Somehow it was more precious than Claude drinking his seed
earlier.
Ciel shuddered in Claude's arms for a few more seconds before the older demon
pulled back, tongue instantly catching the stray drops of blood from his lips.
"Please…please let me…tip you over…" Claude gasped.
"Alright." Ciel said, equally out of breath.
Claude gathered Ciel in his arms and without drawing out of him, managed to lay
the boy on his back. Ciel's head rested just a foot or so away from where
Sebastian was sitting. Instantly Claude took up the dominant role, thrusting
forward slowly and reverently into Ciel's body. Ciel gripped the sheets hard
and bit his lip as Claude moved faster, and harder.
"It's like heaven…" Claude whispered after several long moments of this, "at
least…what I know to be heaven…"
Ciel made a small squeaking sound in his throat at this statement, and threw
his head back into the mattress as Claude sat up straight and gripped his hips,
pounding into him furiously. Sebastian reached out and stroked back the hair
from Ciel's forehead repeatedly, watching. It pleased him to observe that while
Ciel was enjoying himself, there was little real intimacy; his legs were not
around Claude's back, and his arms were at his sides. When he and Ciel made
love Ciel was always tangled as tightly around him as he could, trying as hard
as possible to merge them as close as they possibly could be. That effort was
far from being put forth on the boy's part with Claude. This comforted
Sebastian, and he gazed down into Ciel's flushed face with admiration. He truly
had a worthy partner.
"Oh, Ciel, thank you, thank you …thank you…" Claude gasped, as he moved even
faster, finally giving a long grunt. His body bent over as his thrusts ceased,
heat flooding Ciel's channel. Ciel gasped, lifting his hips in Claude's grasp.
The older demon was shaking, his eyes shaded by his unruly hair. He drew out
very slowly, as if wanting to preserve the sensation for as long as he could.
Then he laid himself down beside Ciel, letting one hand rest on the boy's flat
stomach.
Ciel whined a little. He had not come, and his cock was about ready to burst.
He looked up desperately at Sebastian. His demon was smiling down at him
expectantly, as if he had known all along that this would happen. Ciel looked
back at Claude, who was rubbing his stomach and panting beside him.
"Claude, I…that was wonderful but I…"
"You need Sebastian." Claude said breathlessly, his head buried against Ciel's
shoulder. "I understand."
Without waiting for one more word to pass, Sebastian moved into place above
Ciel. Like clockwork they fit together, Ciel's arms and legs instantly wrapping
around him, and his small body accepting his erection like it was made for it.
"Oh, Ciel…" Sebastian groaned. He had been hard since seeing Ciel bite into
Claude's neck, and had waited patiently for an opportunity to relieve himself.
Now he was buried deep in his master's body, loving the tight embrace around
his throbbing cock. Ciel thrust back against him, loving the familiar closeness
they shared, and the searing pleasure that was as alive right this moment as it
was the first time they had ignited the flames. It took mere moments for both
of them, so teased by the entire night, to climax. Nearly at the same time they
let out long groans and their bodies tensed, releasing their liquid in hot
spurts.
Once more, they all lay recovering beside each other, Ciel in the middle. After
a longer span of time than the other two rests, Ciel said,
"I don't care if I am a demon now, I don't think I could do anything else
tonight."
Chuckling came from either side of him, and Ciel instinctively curled up
against Sebastian, and grinned as he felt Claude follow him to spoon up against
his back.
"This is nice." Ciel yawned. "Perhaps I should make a habit of this."
"Come again?" Sebastian asked a bit sharply, to which Ciel shook with mirth and
replied,
"No thanks, I told you I'm spent for tonight."
"Clever." Sebastian said, pressing his lips to the top of Ciel's head.
"Don't worry, Sebastian. I was joking."
There was a long pause before Ciel said,
"Claude, I hope you have enjoyed this night." Claude moved even closer against
Ciel, as if fearing that he would be thrown out.
"Yes, Ciel, I have enjoyed it more than I can ever explain."
"That is good, because I cannot promise that it will ever happen again."
"I understand."
"Of course, I can't promise that it won't, either. I may want to be adventurous
again in another decade…or century for all I know."
Claude made a small sound of displeasure.
"That is rather cruel of you, young master Ciel, to leave me with a sense of
hope that may or may not be false…but then…cruelty is at the heart of who and
what you are; as Ciel Phantomhive, and a demon."
"Well-spoken." Ciel said, ironically around a yawn. "You are free to share the
rest of the night with us; I have not been able to give up the habit of sleep
yet, so you may find it rather boring."
"Not at all."
"Then I will say goodnight." Ciel murmured, clinging to Sebastian and yawning
again as he drifted off.
"Good night, precious one." Sebastian whispered against his cheek.
It never took Ciel long to fall asleep now. Sebastian had been pleased to note
the change early in Ciel's existence as a demon, after they had patched their
relationship into something beautiful. As a human Ciel had been plagued by
disturbing thoughts, the weight of his responsibilities, and it had always
taken him a long time to fall asleep. Now he could fall into the oblivion of
sleep nearly at will, and his dreams were pleasant and uninterrupted.
Sebastian looked down into his sleeping face, and was soothed himself by the
sight. He felt tired as he picked up on his master's relaxation. He laid his
forehead against Ciel's, and listened to his sweet, quiet breathing.
"Is he really asleep?" Claude's voice asked the same question he had done so
earlier.
"Yes, why?"
The bed shifted and Sebastian felt the warmth of Claude's arms leave Ciel's
body.
"I will take my leave now." Sebastian lifted his head to watch Claude. He
picked up his scattered clothing and slipped back into them slowly, putting on
his spectacles once more.
"The young master did invite you for the rest of the night." Sebastian reminded
him.
"I know…" Claude said, a distant look in his golden eyes, "But…I don't belong
here…holding him in his sleep…that is far too intimate for even I to try and
experience."
Sebastian's grin was slightly evil as he asked,
"So you'll fuck him up the ass, but you're uncomfortable holding him in his
sleep?"
Claude was slipping into his shoes, and he nodded.
"I can't explain it. I will carry the memory of this night with me forever as
something beautiful and perfect. But sex is just sex, no matter what I feel in
my heart, and intimacy…" Claude stood, and made his way to the door, stopping
as he reached it to look back at the two of them, wrapped up in each other on
the bed, "intimacy is not something I have a right to share with Ciel
Phantomhive."
Sebastian stared at him for a long moment, and Claude stared back. The only
sound was that of the fireplace crackling and popping. Finally Sebastian bowed
his head to the other demon, and smiled.
"Until we meet again, Claude Faustus."
Claude bowed his head in return, and silently left the room.
THE END (Check out Claude's own story after this, in "Forming Ties in
Switzerland")
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