chapter 2
Sebastian, still standing in the doorway with the Cremé De Vanillà, was about to gently shake his master awake and reprimand him from doing it again, when Ciel rolled over slightly, exposing his face, and Sebastian stopped in his tracks, admiring how... cute... he was.Dark slate-grey hair complimented pale skin, his long, lush eyelashes caressing his soft cheeks, his small yet plush lips simply begged to be kissed, and his smooth, flawless skin that asked to be touched and felt.
Ciel stirred, and a deep midnight-blue eye blinked open to see Sebastian watching him.
Ciel quickly snapped up when he realized he had been caught, and Sebastian gave him a disappointed look.
"tsk...tsk...tsk..." He purred, smiling deviously. Sebastian no longer just wanted to simply give him a light lecture on falling asleep. Ciel's previous cuteness had aroused him. Sebastian could take advantage of the situation...
Ciel's face reddened, and he looked away angrily.
"What?!" he snapped, embarrassed.
Sebastian smirked. "Bochan, you fell asleep..."
Ciel stood up. "I'm aware. I was just tired." he walked out of the room, still blushing slightly.
Sebastian put his hand to his chin in thought. If he was to take advantage of the situation, he should first find out why bochan was so tired.
Later That Night...
Sebastian was dusting the library, making the shelves look spotless and polishing the priceless Victorian vases until they shone. As he put the bouquets of roses into the vases, he paused and swirled his finger around the patterns thoughtfully. How could bochan be so tired? Sebastian thought. Hmmm... perhaps I should monitor his sleep for nightmares... yes, I think I shall. Confident with his decison, Sebastian set down the last of the bouquets and strode down the hallways with his usual graceful demanour.
Before Sebastian could open the door, he stopped outside because he heard a small, soft sound coming from inside his bochan's room. Sebastian paused. He heard it again. Sebastian listened closer, his demon ears straining to pick up any more sounds.
Meanwhile, Ciel...
Ciel lay in his bed, holding his hard member in his hand, stroking it. It had been a while since Sebastian had had his "fun" with him, and lately his body, as much as he hated to admit it, was missing the instense sexual pleasure Sebastian had given him, so his inexperienced hand had tried to recreate that pleasure during the night, but wasn't very good at it, so it took him awhile to climax, therefore eating up his sleep time.
He ran his hand up and down his shaft, his basic pumping getting faster paced, and his moans getting harder to contain. Ciel's body started to tense up, and he felt his body getting hotter. His breath came out in fast gasps, and finally, he came and let out a small orgasm.
Withdrawing his sticky, cum-coated hand, Ciel sighed. He wasn't very good at this sort of thing.
"Would you like some help with that, My Lord...?" said Sebastian, stepping out from the shadow of his room. He had been watching the whole time.
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