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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Kuroshitsuji_|_Black_Butler
  Relationship:
      Sebastian_Michaelis/Ciel_Phantomhive, Sebastian_Michaelis_&_Ciel
      Phantomhive
  Character:
      Sebastian_Michaelis, Ciel_Phantomhive
  Additional Tags:
      slightly_aged-up_ciel, Masturbation, Emotional_Hurt/Comfort, Blow_Jobs,
      First_Time
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-12-15 Words: 2875
****** One Devil's Laundry ******
by FandomFluid, weeklypants
Summary
     "It's not going away."
     "No, it isn't. Do you want me to help with it?" Sebastian asked with
     a small smile as he held Ciel close to himself. "I think I might know
     how to get rid of it for you, sir, if you'll allow me to."
Notes
     It's Ciel's birthday, so here's some porn. It's a little bit of an rp
     FandomFluid and i have been doing for a couple of months, now. It's
     feasible that we could post more of it if ya'll like it!
Sebastian had always heard horror stories of the things that happened when
human males entered puberty. One day, they're cute little boys, the next day
they wake up sticky because their sleeping, hormonal bodies couldn't handle a
single dream. So, he'd always dreaded the day he'd realize his beloved little
lord had started the awkward transition into a man. When Ciel realized he'd hit
a growth spurt, and had grown in more ways than just his height, he knew it had
already begun, and he was doomed to serve an odd little ball of hormones for
the next few years until he was finally a young man.
Sebastian did his best to work despite all of this, sometimes finding his
master's pubescent quirks rather funny. In his mind, he'd given little names to
each new pimple that emerged on his master's face, and he always had to contain
his laughter when the earl's voice broke in the middle of a rather serious
business meeting.
 One night, though, he realized he'd left a glove in Ciel's bathroom after
giving his master his nightly bath. He figured he'd better go retrieve it
before the other servants noticed the odd color of his fingernails. He figured
it was better to be safe than sorry, even if they were still too stupid to
notice or say anything about his blood-red eyes. So, he walked
Ciel sat on his bed, staring at the closed door to the master bathroom. Inside,
he knew, was a cotton glove forgotten by Sebastian. He'd been focused on it
since he'd gotten out of the bath and noticed it on the edge of the sink.
Without thinking too much about what he was doing, or why he wanted the glove,
Ciel retrieved it. He returned to his bed, and examined the prize. Although
Sebastian had been wearing it all day, it was still immaculately clean and
white. The feel of the fabric was familiar, the gloved hands of his butler had
often brushed against his skin while he was dressing the young earl. Ciel
shivered slightly at the thought of Sebastian's touch. He was a growing boy,
after all, and his thoughts turned to those more carnal desires every time the
wind blew. Recently, however, the object of those thoughts had shifted from
disembodied hands and tongues giving and receiving pleasure to those of his
butler, specifically. The thoughts were largely unwelcome; pushed aside by the
flustered young earl, but during the night, alone in his room, he would allow
himself to entertain them from time to time. This was one such night. His body
was already feeling hot as he turned the glove over in his hands. He put it on
and noticed, for the millionth time, how long and slender sebastian's fingers
were. His own fingers were so small that the empty fabric wilted above them. He
secretly loved how small it made him feel in comparison and he licked his lips
before bringing the gloved hand up to them, feeling the fabric more acutely
than ever. It smelled faintly of his butler, all ozone and spice, and maybe a
hint of vanilla from this afternoon's cake. Ciel grew hard under his night
shirt and his free hand drifted down absently to squeeze lightly at the bulge
there. Ciel sighed, murmuring his butler's name under his breath.
Sebastian frowned as he proceeded to turn the room over in search of his glove,
wondering where he could have possibly left the thing that he could have lost
it so easily. He distinctly remembered leaving it in the bathroom, he was sure
that's where it had been. Though, the more he searched and found nothing, the
more he began to question his memories. Perhaps he was mistaken, and left it
somewhere else. He checked the time and figured Ciel was probably asleep by
then. He could sneak into his master's bedroom and search around silently and
still keep the boy sleeping. It wouldn't be anything unlike the times he'd
check in on Ciel in the middle of the night and gently poke his cheeks simply
because they were so soft and cute. So, he moved to silently creep into the
darkened room, trying to maneuver around in the shadows until he knew his
master was sleeping. He froze when he heard the way his master breathed,
knowing it wasn't the usual breathing pattern of a boy fast asleep. He suddenly
understood the predicament when he heard Ciel breathe out his name, wondering
if he ought to just sneak away get another glove from his wardrobe, or if it
would be more worth his while to suddenly pop out and scare his master while
catching him in the compromising position. Perhaps he could ask about what Ciel
was doing, too, wondering what his master would say in that situation, and how
much he'd squirm.
Ciel squeezed himself again, whining into his gloved hand. He shifted his
position, rucking up his nightshirt and holding it in his teeth while he
propped himself upright against the pillows. He trailed the gloved hand down
his chest, over his belly, and toward his arousal, imagining the demon looming
over him, smirking deliciously. Ciel couldn't help huffing out a few little
breaths in response to the ticklish sensation. He bit his lip at the first
contact between hot flesh and soft cotton and for a moment Ciel's body
threatened to tip over the edge as he imagined his butler's dark red eyes
watching, teasing. He stroked himself slowly as he imagined himself reaching
around the back of Sebastian's neck and pulling him in for a kiss. He wanted to
feel Sebastian chuckle against his lips, he wanted his tongue on his rapid
pulse. He wanted Sebastian's teeth on his neck while Ciel hung on for dear
life. Ciel bucked his hips into his hand, which was rapidly picking up speed
while his gloved palm rubbed against tip, becoming sticky and wet. He wanted to
ruin the glove with his cum, to secretly make this small part of Sebastian his.
It felt so good in its wrongness and Ciel was becoming less and less adept at
controlling his voice, now panting openly and whining as he stroked himself,
still not quite enough.
Sebastian watched Ciel for a little bit before smirking and silently slinking
over to his master on the bed. Without making a sound, he leaned over when he
knew Ciel was distracted and soundlessly licked the shell of his master's ear.
He figured the action could end in either Ciel getting mad at him and throwing
him out of the room, or they could simply continue together and see what
happened. Part of him rather hoped it would be the latter, since he was already
rather bored for the night and it would give him some sort of entertainment for
a while.
Ciel was lost in his fantasies as Sebastian approached, eyes clenched shut as
he thrust desperately into his hand on top of the sheets. Suddenly he felt
Sebastian's tongue on his ear and let out an embarrassing squeak at the
sensation. His eyes snapped open, horrified to find his butler's tall, dark
figure leaning over him. He jammed his hand into the mountain of pillows behind
him, attempting to hide the soiled glove before Sebastian would notice. "I-I-
Who gave you permission to enter my room?" he managed to sputter out, rapidly
reddening.
"Well, master, you were calling out my name quite a bit. I was under the
impression you wanted me here." Sebastian replied with a smirk. "I simply came
up here looking for my glove, since I must have forgotten it after bathing you.
I didn't expect that it would be in use at all."
"I-What-" Ciel tried not to glance down at his erection, which, Ciel noticed
embarrassingly enough, hadn't let up at all. He tugged his night shirt down to
cover himself and despaired at the oh-so-visible tent that formed. "Why didn't
you just go get a new bloody glove?" He said, sounding accusatory.
"Well, I could have done that, but I just found the one I was looking for.
Apparently it'll have to be laundered, though, since you seem to want to soil
my things." Sebastian replied with a feigned innocent smile as he watched his
master scramble to try and hide what he'd been doing, as if Sebastian hadn't
been able to see and hear a majority of it.
Ciel slid the glove off, leaving it under the pillow to present his empty hands
to butler, trying to look him in the eye. "As you can see, I don't have it." He
was grasping at straws but his pride would not allow him to admit to such acts.
His cock was now leaking onto his nightshirt, leaving a noticeable wet mark in
the fabric. Ciel hoped Sebastian couldn't see it in the dark room, but he was
nearly certain he could and the thought mortified him.
"Master, I don't know how far you think lying to a demon will get you, but I
promise it's not that far at all." Sebastian replied with a small smile as Ciel
showed him his suddenly bare hands, trying to hide everything the butler had
already seen. "Besides, if my eyes don't deceive me, I'd say you've soiled more
than just my glove, haven't you?"
Ciel froze. He wanted to order Sebastian out of the room but somehow he
couldn't. It had been a long time since Ciel had last felt fear, but the fear
and shame washing over his body at this moment had tears burning at his eyes,
threatening to escape. His ear was burning where Sebastian's tongue had been
and he was so hopelessly, embarrassingly aroused. He couldn't meet sebastian's
eyes.  He couldn't even look at him. He just sat, staring at the wall, flushed
to his ears, willing himself not to break.
"I'll take that as a 'yes'. Master, I can leave this room now and let you deal
with yourself and your own mess alone. Or I can stay and help you. The choice
is yours." Sebastian said with a small smirk as he saw Ciel's face go bright
pink as he just stay in silence on his bed. "No matter what you chose, this
will all stay between you and I”
He couldn't be alone. Not now. He was so ashamed, his pride in tatters. He was
crying now, he wanted to be held and comforted and told it was okay. And
Sebastian was offering to stay with him. After seeing him like this, looking
like a dumb child, Sebastian was offering to stay with him. Ciel clung
desperately to this thought as he reached out to gently tug the fabric of
Sebastian's tailcoat.
Sebastian smiled softly and moved to climb onto the bed next to Ciel when the
other reached out and gently tugged his tailcoat, something he'd done every so
often since the contract was first formed when he was little. Ciel would never
say anything like 'hold me' or 'comfort me' flat out, so the little tug on his
tailcoat always said it for him. Sebastian wrapped his arms around Ciel,
holding his master close to himself without a word and gently stroking his
soft, dark hair. He kept silent, simply doing what he knew would comfort his
master based on previous instances.
Ciel whined as he tried to hold back the tears. He buried his face in
Sebastian's lapel, hiding his miserable expression. "What's wrong with me?" his
voice was shaky and muffled by the butler's coat.
 
"Nothing's wrong with you, my lord. For creatures who spend so little time
growing into adults, it's normal for growing up to be hard." Sebastian replied
as he held Ciel close against himself. "You're just growing up, that's all it
is. You're becoming a little man rather than a little boy, and you're just in
that awkward gray area between the two."
Ciel sniffles pathetically. He still feels dumb, but less so now that it seems
Sebastian isn't going to mock him. He wipes his face off on Sebastian's coat,
huffing, then reaches into the pillows and pulls out Sebastian's glove. It's a
little sticky and Ciel holds it, unsure of what to do with it "I'll buy you a
new one."
"Alright. I suppose you can just keep that one, then, or dispose of it,
whichever you'd like." Sebastian replied as he held onto Ciel securely. "You're
going to be okay, master, I promise. All this will pass and soon you'll be a
man. One day you'll look back on these days and just laugh and be glad they're
done and over with."
Ciel tossed the glove off the bed. He felt better now, although, somehow, his
erection hadn't faltered through all this. Sebastian caught him staring at it
and Ciel's  face grew hot again. "It's not going away."
"No, it isn't. Do you want me to help with it?" Sebastian asked with a small
smile as he held Ciel close to himself. "I think I might know how to get rid of
it for you, sir, if you'll allow me to."
Yes please please touch me please, Ciel  thought. He was aching to be touched,
but at the same time he'd already made a fool of himself in front of Sebastian
once today. Emotionally, he felt like a live wire. He knew he shouldn't let
this happen, it was wrong and sinful and vulgar but oh, he wanted. He buried
his face in Sebastian's neck and nodded, gripping the fabric of the butler's
coat.
Sebastian smiled a bit as he felt the nod. He had other ideas than simply
touching his master, though, and moved down so his face was between the other's
legs. He pushed his nightshirt up once again and moved to gently kiss and lick
at his master's erection. After a couple licks, he looked up at the other
through his dark lashes, wondering if he'd be able to see what kind of
expression he had on through the dark.
Ciel wasn't sure what exactly Sebastian was doing, but after the first lick, he
understood the gist of it. Covering his face, he sputtered, "Sebastian-y-y-you
can’t! It--It's... dirty!"
"I don't mind." Sebastian replied with a small smile before going back to
licking up the length of Ciel's growing cock, pushing his tongue against the
slit and reveling in the taste of the precum that had been leaking out for a
little while. He hummed happily, practically purring as he used one hand to
steady himself and the other hand to hold his hair back from his face as he
took the entire length into his mouth easily, sucking it like a child would
suck a lollipop.
"Sebastian...ng--ah-" His butler's mouth was so hot and soft, Ciel felt as if
his eyes would roll back into his head with the pleasure. Just when he thought
he'd gotten used to the sensation, the demon would suck a little harder, rub
his tongue along the underside, or probe against the slit. it was unbearable
and Ciel couldn't hold still, squirming under Sebastian's ministrations. "It's-
-mmn!-I can't! I'll..!!"
"Go ahead, Master, right into my mouth, if you please. I've been starving for
so long, please feed me." Sebastian purred to Ciel before taking him entirely
into his mouth once again to return to his teasing and ministrations that he
knew would send Ciel over the edge in no time at all.
Ciel couldn't hold on for another second, his butler's filthy words sending him
right over the edge. Ciel grit his teeth and moaned as his body convulsed, His
toes curled and his knees locked as he threw his head back and came. the
sensation of Sebastian's lips on him was almost too much to bear and he
shivered and shook as the aftershocks of his orgasm hit him.
Sebastian smiled a bit as he felt Ciel climax into his mouth. He happily
swallowed it all down, milking his master hungrily until there was nothing
left. He finally pulled off, licking his lips and smiling up at the other man.
"Isn't that much better than simple touches, master?" he crooned, moving to get
back up to his eye level again.
Shamelessly, Ciel wrapped his arms around the back of Sebastian's neck and
pulled him down for a kiss. He felt so good, but he needed more. "You aren't
the only one who's starving" he murmured into the demon's lips
"Do you want me to go make you some food?" Sebastian asked with a small frown
as he worried for his master's welfare, though keeping his mouth against Ciel's
to let the human kiss him as much as he pleased.
Ciel pulled out from the kiss. "no. I want you. I want more. I... want " he
trailed off, tucking his head down so his lips brushed sebastian's neck. He
tightened his grip with his arms to further clarify.
Sebastian hummed as he felt Ciel's grip tighten while the human lightly pressed
a kiss to his neck. He smiled softly at the feeling of Ciel's hot breath
against his neck. "I'm yours, then, master." he replied honestly.
 
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