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Ciel lay in his bed, thinking about the day that had just gone. He grew more and more irritated. Mayelene had managed to break one of his favorite china sets, Bard had charred dinner, Sebastian had set him to bed, and the routine would continue tomorrow. Sebastian would wake him with tea, he'd have his usual lessons. The same Phantomhive household dramas would result. Usually Ciel felt comforted by the familiar routine, but not tonight. His patience was frayed and he didn't know why. He felt extraordinarily unhappy.
Ciel roughly turned over in his bed, knocking over a statue on his bedside and not even caring. Immediately Sebastian entered the room. "What is wrong, young master?" he asked.
"I knocked over that," Ciel said, irritated, pointing. The demon butler knelt and placed it back on the table. He then looked at Ciel. "What is the matter, bocchan?" he asked again. "Are you ill? You seem rather bad-tempered, and you should be asleep."
"I can't sleep," Ciel snapped.
"But young master, you must rest. You have to meet with Mr. Hunter for history lesson in the morning, and he doesn't excuse tardiness," Sebastian said, wondering why on earth his master was so frustrated. Certainly, Bard had charred dinner, but..
Ciel's eye with the contract flashed. "Make me feel better, Sebsatian," he ordered.
The demon's lips curled. "Yes, my lord," Sebastian said, straightening. He began removing his clothing. "After all, we don't want to be punished for tardiness, do we?"
Ciel watched as the last garment of clothing was put aside. Sebastian was already half-hard, and he stroked himself to fullness. Ciel kicked off the bed sheets, they were too hot on his irritated skin anyway, and spread his legs, eager for reception. "I told you to make me feel better, not yourself," he snapped.
"Apologies, young master," Sebastian said, smiling. "I was merely getting the tool ready that I was going to use on you to relieve your discomfort." He climbed onto the bed, above Ciel. At times like this, with Sebastian's big body looming over him, Ciel wondered if it was right to use his butler this way. What would Lizzie think, if she knew? But then Sebastian touched his cock, and all thoughts went out of his brain.
Sebastian began to rub him in the manner he knew his young master liked best. He lent over Ciel to retrieve the oil on his bedside table, and began lubeing him up. Often Ciel liked foreplay, light kisses and teasing touches, but not now. It was late, his master needed to sleep. Getting him off quickly was essential. Sebastian's own pleasure was not necessary. It was just too bad his young master was not truly satisfied with anything but Sebastian's cock in his ass.
"Hurry up and put it in," Ciel demanded, breathing harshly.
"My, my, so demanding tonight, bocchan," Sebastian bowed his head, removed his fingers and replaced them with his cock. Ciel moaned as Sebastian sank deep into him. "Move," he commanded, but weakly, overcome by the feeling. Sebastian obeyed, feeling Ciel around him. Bocchan was wetter than usual, hotter than usual. The small hips that moved back to meet his thrusts were more passionate than usual. There was a flame burning within his young master that was out of place, that needed to be put out.
"S-Sebastian!" Ciel cried out as Sebastian rubbed his cock. A hot gush of semen lubricated his hand. Ciel had come, and he collapsed back onto the bed, but Sebastian kept thrusting. When Ciel's insides had clenched around his cock, he had almost spilt his own seed, but he knew that a quick orgasm was not what bocchan needed.
Sebastian kept fucking him, and Ciel showed interest in something other than his own pleasure this time, grabbing onto Sebastian and kissing him. When Ciel came a second time, Sebastian swallowed his moans in his mouth.
Sebastian continued to make young master orgasm, several times. He let go of his own lust the seventh time, coming deep inside him. When he pulled out, Ciel was like a doll, already half-asleep. Smiling gently, Sebastian cleaned him up and tucked him back in. This time Ciel was sleeping like the dead. Sebastian picked up the candle stick and left the room, content and looking forward to tomorrow.
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