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Before Ciel could acknowledge what was happening, the Undertaker had appeared over him and had leapt into the coffin himself. A small bundle wrapped in cloth was set down near Ciel's head before the real scary part began. Suppressing another sigh of excitement, the Undertaker brushed his fingers down Ciel's cheeks, marvelling in the whiteness before trailing his nails down the boy's neck, watching the muscles there tighten with anticipation. Reaching the frilly collar of the Phantomhive's jacket, he popped the row of buttons one by one, carefully spreading the jacket open before licking his lips at the sight of the revealed flesh.
"W-wait! What are you doing to m-" Ciel was interrupted by the Undertaker's cold, damp lips on his.
"You may not talk..." Was whispered threateningly against his closed lips before they pressed against his harshly again, sharp teeth nipping and drawing blood. Ciel squirmed to get away, but the Undertaker had pinned both of his wrists together with only one hand. The other hand was busy drawing faint designs on the skin of Ciel's stomach, circling and growing ever closer to the line of his pants. A single blue eye widened in alarm as the Undertaker's head drifted down to where his hipbones had been revealed, tonguing the slight dip of his hips before biting around his belly button. He nuzzled his head into Ciel's soft belly, before inhaling the faint musky scent.
Without warning, the Undertaker pulled the remainder of Ciel's clothes from his lower body, instinctively, the boy gave a cry of alarm before trying to bring his legs together to hide himself. Opening his mouth to shout a warning at the Undertaker, Ciel found himself suddenly short of breath as a rope of cloth was tied around his throat tightly, almost cutting off his air supply. The Undertaker forced Ciel's legs open wide, securing one ankle with rope tied to a handle on the cover of the coffin, while the other one was bound to a knob on the inside. Gaining an almost manical light in his eyes, the Undertaker lowered his head between Ciel's legs before nipping at the edge of one sac, causing the boy to give a strangled moan. Bringing his other hand to scrape his nails gently along the rigid length which laid erect on Ciel's stomach, he finally took the sac into his mouth with a strong suck. At the sensation, Ciel started hyperventilating, gasping as well as he could.
He teased the boy mercilessly, tonguing and prodding, digging his teeth into the soft insides of his thighs, before sucking harshly at the head of Ciel's erection. Ciel moaned and twisted, writhing at the skilled hands all over his body, twisting and pinching whatever they could get a hold off. Sweat trailed off his brows, dampening the strands of Ciel's hair, but the Undertaker was far from finished. Taking a strangely white object from somewhere above Ciel's head, the Undertaker grinned widely, before waving the object before Ciel's eyes. The boy hardly had any time to recognize the object as a bone before feeling a strange hardness nudging him at his entrance. Looking into the crazy grin of the man above him, Ciel could only cry out sharply as the object was pushed into him without any preparation. Seeing Ciel's discomfort, the Undertaker only giggled louder, twisting the bone harshly, eliciting another cry from the boy. Pulling the object in and out slowly, he watched as the whimpers of pain slowly turned into suppressed moans of pleasure.
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