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There is a sickening wet noise as Sebastian's hand seems to search for Something; the contrast of his other hand's gentle, almost loving stroking makes Ciel's mind reel and gives way to even more hot and fresh tears in his eyes. He wonders yet again what he could have possibly done and wishes to god he could feel and see the gentleness rather than the ripping of his flesh and red.
"You look truly beautiful, Young Master," there is a murmur of something Ciel cannot name as Sebastian finally withdraws his hand from the profusely bleeding cavern (Ciel wonders why in god's name he is still alive, why he can't just bleed to death and let it be the end); the only way he can describe the sensation is something akin to vomitting. That is what he thinks when he looks down and watches with a stare that is deceptively neutral in his horror as the dark red hand pulls out something long and pink and pulsing with it. Perhaps that was why Sebastian saw fit to inflict this mind-reeling torture onto him; because he did not pay thorough enough attention during their anatomy studies, because Ciel cannot tell if it's his large intestine or his small intenstine or if it's a completly different organ altogether.
His fascination in his own mutilation lasts only for so long; Ciel's eye slowly travels up the man's arm and rests finally on his face. Sebastian's expression is calm and clear and adoring. In that perpetual grace of his, Sebastian lifts the cooling pink mass to his lips and, with all the tenderness and ardor one would show a lover, places a kiss on the bloodied surface. Ciel wishes he didn't watch the horrendous and all at once lovely spectacle; he knits his brows together releases another soft noise. He wants to scold and tease Sebastian for being so gentlemanly at such an inappropriate time.
His vision is blurring once again, although he is vaguely aware of the hand still pumping him between his legs and Sebastian nuzzling his intestine and mouthing murmurs of love and promises of lovely rewards soon. Ciel lets his vision blacken and shuts his damp eye; his body had long since stopped feeling and he almost wishes that were not the case, for he recalls feeling a soft swell of warmth in his chest whenever Sebastian done something to charm him, and he wonders if that warmth would still be present at this moment, and if Sebastian were to hold his heart in his hand, if he would be able to feel it as well.
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Simply perfect.
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