Kiss Me, Demon

by *RetardedJackSparrow

"Ciel…" His voice calls out to me, gently and soothingly, like a lullaby or a slow song one dances to with their loved one. I feel a hand sweep back my bangs as the first traces of light filter through my eyelids, making everything seem like a deep glowing pink. An even sweeter touches graces my lips as I hear the voice chuckle, "My Lord, it is time to awaken you've overslept."

Groaning I force my eyes open to see the face of my butler staring back at me, his sultry eyes slightly crinkled due to the amused smile on his lips. He retracts the hand he had on my forehead as he arises from a sitting position on my bed; addressing the cart he parked by my bed. Sitting upright I stretch my arms, moaning at the feel good pain in my muscles before slumping upright into the down of my pillow, Sebastian handing me a warm cup of Earl Grey, extra sugar.

"Good morning, my Lord, I trust you slept well." He smiles as he unveils a cake that was hiding under a dome tray, "For breakfast is chocolate cake with that French fondant you like so much."

The aroma of chocolate wafts into my nose making the tea taste better, cake for breakfast, it seems almost as good as the dream I had last night. Perhaps I'm still dreaming, after all if I'm correct I do believe my butler tried a new tactic of kissing to awaken me this morning.

"Cake for breakfast…" I muse, swiping a finger across the intricate detailing of the icing, gaining a narrowed glance from Sebastian as I stick my finger in my mouth, savoring the sugar, "Do remind me of the occasion, my birthday just recently passed and even then you made omelets. With vegetables."

A quiet laugh stays behind Sebastian's lips as he cut a slice of cake, placing it before me, "It's Valentine's Day my Lord, I thought I would treat you to something special."

Valentine's Day…is that why he kissed me then? Does he have…feelings for me? He hands a piece of cake to me, a patient smile on his face as I take it from him. I survey him as he walks over to the wardrobe to pull out my clothes for the day. Nothing seems different from any other day, aside from dessert for breakfast. He's not acting out of order, he's not being flirty out touchy and he's certainly not fawning over me like a certain fiancée.

It was just my imagination. There's no way in hell that Sebastian, my demon and butler would have feelings for me. After all why would he? I'm just a kid, barely fourteen, why would he want me when he could have anyone? It's obvious Mey-Rin fancies him, and when she has her glasses off she's pretty in the face and as far as women go she has a nice body. Then again, Sebastian is a demon; he probably finds mortals stupid and a waste of time, unless they hold a contract with him, that is.

Claiming a bite of cake I somberly swallow it, yanking the fork out of my mouth and stabbing the cake violently, biting down on that piece as Sebastian glances behind him from trying to match jackets and pants. He quirks an eyebrow as the clink of fork stabbing glass sounds again, my teeth protest as they shoot through the cake and to the metal. Exhaling, a smile pops onto his face as he decides on a deep red for my outfit today, "My Lord, what are you doing?"

"Eating." I grumble between bites, not caring about my manners, the glass plate feeling the wrath of Ciel Phantomhive's fork.

"You're making quite the ruckus over a piece of cake." Sebastian sighs, carefully prying the plate from my fingers and placing it out of my reach, now tugging the fork from my grasp, "Honestly, have I taught you nothing?"

"No." I mutter as he guides me to the edge of the bed, his fingers diligently undoing my buttons, I can't help but allow my eyes to wander as I stare at his long face and chiseled jaw. His flawless white skin and strong nose, those high eyebrows and sexy eyes surrounded by curtains of long, black hair cut long in the front short in back. For a body he's been blessed with a height of at least six feet, a limber frame and very delicate hands.

I sit in the open air, completely bare and suddenly very exposed as Sebastian begins to dress me, his touch brushing against my skin; I wonder if he can hear my heart beat accelerate. How is it that he can stare at me, all of me so calmly while I can barely look at him without this odd feeling dwelling in my chest? The more I watch him the more my mind wanders back to this morning, did he kiss me? I thought I heard him call me by my name, Ciel, maybe I was dreaming but it felt so real.

He ties the ribbon around my neck, standing and offering a hand. Odd, he's never done that before. I slip my hand into his as he leads me to my study, bowing without a word. I hear his steps quicken once he shuts the door. Shaking my head I can't help but hold onto the idea of him kissing me, and now this different behavior. No, I'm imagining things, Sebastian's acting normally I'm the one being sideways.

Stupid Valentine's Day.

Walking to my desk I see it as I left it, except normally I come to it with a lovely little stack of paperwork and business forums waiting to be read, but all I see is a simple envelope with my name on it. Plopping onto my seat I pick it up, never have seen the handwriting before but whomever it belongs to has excellent penmanship. Ripping the lip open I take out a simple placard with a short letter in the same writing,

My Lord Ciel Phantomhive,

Today is a special day; I thought I would do the liberty in clearing your schedule by doing your paperwork. The staff is away for a day in the city so it's just you and I in the mansion today. If you would be so noble as to spend this Valentine's Day as mine I would be most honoured. If not, I understand wholly and apologize for being so bold as a butler to the Phantomhive name, to you.

Your demon,
Sebastian Michaelis

If you wish to see me, I'm in the west end of the mansion in the parlor.

My heart stops in my chest, my blood running cold as adrenaline pulses through my veins as my hands start to shake, my eyes reading and re-reading Sebastian's note. Gripping it tighter I press it onto the desk, completely speechless and overly excited. Sebastian went through all this trouble to spend the day alone with me? Maybe he really did kiss me awake, maybe he does have feelings for me.

Worse yet, maybe I'm finding I've been wishing to return his feelings.

Inhaling deeply I stand, scraping the chair backwards as I attempt to calm my nerves, my feet somehow making their way out the door and into the hallway. My heart races as my mind races, quite unsure what to make of all of this. This is so sudden, he's never shown any outwardly actions of affections, is this a joke?

No…he wouldn't do that, not me…would he? I reflect back on his lack of words this morning, him scurrying away only a matter of minutes ago. He must have been nervous.
I find myself before the west parlor, the door shut as I stare at the door pondering how I should enter. Closing my eyes I claim a soothing breath, giving the doorknob a pump and swinging open the door, "Sebastian?" I call, glancing around, seeing the old furniture from my grandfather, the intricately detailed oil paintings, everything but Sebastian.
Tears threaten my eyes as I curl my fists tightly, my body tense. How dare he make a fool out of me?! That stupid demon!

Arms envelope my waist, as someone's lips kiss my neck, out of the corner of my eye I see that black I know too well, "My Lord I didn't expect you do come so soon…" he kisses my cheek, "I'm glad…"

Anger floods from me, the adrenaline replacing it as his hold tightens as he walks backwards, sitting on one of the small couches, his hands still encircling my stomach as he kisses down my neck, his hair tickling my skin, "I thought this was…a set up.." I murmur, my mind still attempting to come to terms of the fact that Sebastian is holding me, kissing me, wanting me.

"It was." The demon smiles into my neck, his teeth grazing my skin, "To get you and I alone…to be honest I didn't think you would come. I expected you to be angry, or upset. But…" he laughs gently, tilting my chin towards him, ", thankfully I was mistaken…"

"Why?" I ask softly, unsure how to react to Sebastian's sudden affection, "Why now?"
Sebastian guides me so that I'm on a new position on his lap, facing him as his fingers toy with the bow on my eye patch, "As a butler I could not force myself on you, nor could I be flirtatious. I dropped hints but you…are rather dense when it comes to love, my Lord. I figured it being Valentine's Day I would use it as an excuse, to see if you felt anything that I feel for you." He gently kisses my lips, "That's why you came is it not? Because you have affections for me?"

Wordlessly I stare back at him; I've never seen him so bold, so open before. To speak so freely and look me directly in the eye, I know he cannot lie and in the tone of his words, the lust of his touch I know he has strong feelings for me. I link my arms around his neck; jerking him to me I kiss him deeply, his hands dropping a bit on the hold on me in shock.

"Yes." I breathe against his lips, "That's exactly why I came. I just keep trying to remind myself that you actually wanted me to come."

Sebastian smiles, hugging me to his chest as he kisses the top of my hair, "You and only you, Ciel."

My breath catches in my chest; he called me by my name. My name, Ciel. I lift my face towards his, kissing him again, curling into his lap as he holds me, keeping us together. Our lips meet again and again, each time as sweet, each one sending chills down my spine making me grip him tighter as his capable hands refuse to let me go. Everything seems so surreal; my first kiss with a man, with Sebastian and it's as if it's happened a thousand times before, everything so natural. I've kissed Elizabeth a few times, truly and honestly, but I've never felt this fire in my blood as I do now with Sebastian. I love her, just not as strongly as I do my demon, my lover.

I find one hand playing with his hair and another tugging on his tie, struggling to undo the knot until I feel his hand over mine guiding me through it, assisting me to the point of five buttons being undone. He breaks apart, smiling dumbly as he leads me back first onto the couch, a simple flick on the end of the ribbon around my neck unravels it as he tosses it to the floor without a care. Gently he removes my jacket leaving me in my undershirt, his lips on my neck as he kisses around, biting when needed and slowly leading a trail down my chest.

My hold on his neck tightens as I wrap a leg around his torso; he presses his chest onto me as he kisses back forcefully. I allow my hands to wander until he decides enough is enough and pins my wrists above my head, kissing me deeper, exploring my mouth as I moan in protest. Clenching my fingers I hold onto the hand that suppresses mine as his free hand caresses my lower back, traveling lower.

Gasping at his audacity he grins, kissing my chin before picking me up, standing upright with his face buried in my neck. His breathing rapid, sweat gathering on his hairline as he sighs, "…what have we done…"

I frown, lifting his face from my neck to make him look at me, "What do you mean?"

He shakes his head, "That felt too right, Ciel."

I kiss him, my hand on his jaw line, "I know."

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The beginnings of a sunset forms, I sit in my study already gone through the mail for the day, replied to the pieces of paperwork Sebastian couldn't do without my real signature and words. Memories of our morning together cloud my mind, his hands on me, his lips on mine, nothing a secret.

Smiling to myself I lean back into the chair, staring at the soft light that enters through the window, the light a soft bluish white. My mind can't help but linger on the thought of Sebastian, sadly enough the staff returned early, thankfully Sebastian was able to dress me and deposit me in my study before pretending to shine the silver right as the infamous four parade through the doors thanking him for a nice day out.

My fingers toy with my necktie until I pull it undone, smirking at my action. Reaching for the small bell I ring it, summoning my demon. He appears in a matter of seconds, a pleasant smile on his lips as he stops before my desk. I point at my neck, "It came undone."

Sebastian smiles, reaches over, his nimble fingers retying the bow, mine on the other hand grip his tie jerking him to me, pressing our lips together. He gasps against my lips as his hands envelope my neck, forgetting about my necktie. I kiss him over and over, the two of us falling into rhythm as he sits on the desk, stooped over to return the favour, I coax him into the seat with me.

His knees trap me as I hold his waist, his hands draped on my shoulders as he continues to kiss me. I melt into his touch, the softness of his lips on mine as he switches our positioning to the desk, him taking a seat and me in his lap, him keeping me stable with a more than friendly grip on my arse.

"Ciel…" he murmurs against my lips, hugging me to his chest, his fingers stroking my hair, knocking off my eye patch.

I nestle into him, inhaling the spicy scent on his coat as I kiss his neck, sitting upright in his lap to stare into his eyes, that one question nagging at me since this morning, "Sebastian, can I ask you something?"

"Anything."

"Did you kiss me this morning?" I ask quietly, "I know it's silly to ask but I thought I felt you kiss me awake and…"

He briefly meets our lips again, "I did. It was impulsive of me at the time but, I wanted at least one kiss from you in case you rejected me today."

Triumph swells inside me; he did want me even then. I wasn't being stupid, I wasn't deluding myself with silly thoughts and I certainly wasn't imagining things. I lean over, kissing him deeply, passionately, hoping to express the feelings dwelling inside me, the ones that I can't quite put in words that hopefully I can convey though actions.

He laughs, ruffling my hair, "What was that for?"

I peck his lips, "Happy Valentine's Day, Sebastian."