Sooooo, here's chapter three XDDD, aaaand, it's also Christmas day! XDDDD MY SISTER GOT ME SEBASTIAN'S POCKET WATCH, AND A GORGEOUS GLASS COVERED JEWLERY BOX FOR COSPLAY JEWELERY TO GO IN! XDDD I luff mah sis sometimes ^.^, anywayz ^.^'. Thank you to all the people that reviewed and favorited and alerted last chapter! *Gives you all virtual cookies*, it really makes me happy getting so much from one story! XD So, would you all be dears and review this chapter for me? Consider it a Christmas present xP
I added some crack in in this chapter XDDD I hope yuuuu laikeeeee! Hmmm... Who should I get to come do the disclaimer this time... Hmm... LIZZIE, CIEL COME DO IT TOGETHER FOR ME!
Lizzie: Sure! ^.^
Ciel: Ugh... why? Can't you just do it yourself?
Me: I did it the first chapter, now hop to!
Lizzie: Chiru-chan doesn't own any of the characters in this fanfiction! XD
Ciel: She only own the plot line, and her OCs.
Me: ENJOY! AND HAVE A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS! 333333333333
Sometimes the strangest, and most uncouth of traditions take place early on Christmas morning, all families have them, and the family you've been reading about for previous to chapters was no exception to this normal abnormality... So on Christmas morning, Sebastian was awoken by Meylene and Finnian standing at the bottom of his bed, screaming...
'MERRY CHRISTMAS MR. SEBASTIAN!' He couldn't exactly say he liked this way of waking up, it was rather, what was the word? Happy? Welcoming... No, Accepting. Meylene, Finnian, Bardroy, Tanaka, Prince Soma, Agni, Lady Elizabeth, Lord Marquis, all of them were far to accepting. And they treated him in such an un-formal way. He wasn't used to it, and as a demon with aesthetics, he couldn't say he liked their - however slightly - uncouth ways that much either.
'What are you two doing in here. At least go and do that to Bard first or something.' Was his grumbled reply. Meylene and Finnian looked at each other, they hadn't been expecting this relaxed reply. Especially from Sebastian of all people.
'No need,' answered a yawning, broken looking Bardroy from out in the corridor.
'Ah...' Was all Sebastian could think to say. He sat up in bed, and brushed his messy hair out of his eyes with the hand that wasn't propping him up. 'What time is it anyway?'
'3:45 am!' Finnian chirped, far to awake for this unholy hour.
'And why are we waking up this early?' Sebastian questioned, growing forever suspicious.
'So we can make an amazing breakfast, and arrange all the presents I saw Lord Marquis putting out last night. I think he'd gone around and collected everyones presents to each other so he could lay them under the tree. Unfortunately for him, I think by that point he'd had one to many sherries, and they're piled all higledy pigledy!'
'I see, well, I suppose you make a good point...' Sebastian sighed and swung his legs out of bed. 'I'd appreciate it if you would all leave so I can get dressed in peace?' He looked at them until they all left the room, then he made sure the door was shut properly.
Sebastian valued his privacy very much. It was a very rare thing for him to come across, as he really did belong to his Young Master, and if it was his Young Master's wish he would do anything for him. So, pretending to be dead and being stripped of his clothing, and examined had been a very horrible thing indeed. But it was a very clear, very precise order from his Young Master, so he could hardly violate it could he.
Once he was dressed he walked out into the corridor to find the rest of the servants including a very rough looking Snake and a still asleep Tanaka dressed and ready to be told what should be done in order for the Young Master and his guests to wake up to a very perfect Christmas.
'Alright, Finny, you handle the arranging of the presents with Tanaka, Snake, you go and make sure the horses are fed and the carriage doors aren't frozen shut so that the Young Master and his guests can go to church. Meylene, I'm trusting you to not make a war zone of the dining room and to lay the table correctly, and with the least possible amount of breakages please? Bard, you will assist me in making the Christmas dinner, and preparing breakfast for when they come back from the service.' Sebastian knew full well that only he and Snake would be able to do their jobs properly, he also knew full well that his Young Master would sleep through the church service, so there was next to no point in him going, Soma and Angi would be allowed to sleep in till the rest got back from the service. Sebastian himself would attend the midnight service with the rest of the servants, though only to keep up appearances.
'YES MR. SEBASTIAN!' Was the reply. Some gave it more enthusiastically than others though. Snake adding 'says, Bronte' to the end.
'CIIIIIIIIEEEEEEL' Lizzie dashed into Ciel's bedroom, wearing her nightdress with a pale blue dressing gown embroidered with roses, over the top. Ciel opened his eyes, seeing a bleary image of his easily excitable fifteen year old Fiancé this early in the morning was not exactly going to make his day.
Lizzie's hair was streaming behind her as she leapt onto his bed to shake him by the shoulder, her green eyes practically glowing with excitement.
'Ciel! You! Have! To! Get! up!'
'Grrrmmnnnnu' He edged away from her on the bed, and pulled the duvet over his bed hair.
'Aww, come on! It's Christmas day!...' Lizzie smirked, and then ripped the covers away from Ciel's head, 'I got you something really nice! Now get up before Mother comes in here and flays us both alive!' If that doesn't get him up, nothing will.
'Alright, I'm up! I'm up!' He said, sitting up in bed, and looking at her, then down at his bed, then up at Lizzie again.
'Ciel, what ar- Oh riiiiiggghhht. Sorry!' Lizzie blushed slightly and clambered off his bed, taking step back once her feet were firmly on the floor.
'Thank you... I wonder were Sebastian is...'
'Well, I doubt he's actually awake yet, it's um, around 4:30 am.'
'It's WHAT?' Ciel practically screamed. Throwing himself back on the pillows, pulling the covers up, and closing his eyes again.
'Awww, Ciel, don't be a spoil sport! I'm excited!' Lizzie whined, running around the foot of the bed to kneel down on the other side and repeatedly poke Ciel's forehead.
'You know Elizabeth,' he said through gritted teeth, 'you really are not supposed to be in here.'
'I'm you're fiancé, deal with it.' Lizzie continued to poke him.
'Well then, if you won't leave the room yet, at least come and see the snow.'
'It's just snow, Lizzie, seriously...'
'Yes, but not like we've seen it before. There'll be no boring church service today, I doubt you can even open the outside doors.'
'What?' Ciel perked up a bit at the idea of no church service. He'd never liked those ridiculous things anyway. And that Pastor always made him feel like he wasn't as important as he knew he was.
'You heard me, now get out of bed and come see the snow!' Lizzie took his hand, and half pulled him out of bed, blushing slightly when she saw his bare legs. He made it to the window shivering and attempting to pull his shirt down with one hand and then stopped with a rather stupid look on his face. The snow had to be at least above his waist height.
'Isnt' it amazing! And we thought it was deep yesterday!'
'Whoa, that is amazing...'
Earlier that morning: Snake had gone downstairs, to the kitchen, out through the back door, down the small path next to the sheltered kitchen garden turned the corner to the stables and stopped. Stopped dead in his tracks. There was no point even trying to get to the horses today, he'd get completely soaked, and the snow was dangerously deep. So he turned around and made his way back into the kitchen were he found Sebastian.
'The snow is too deep, says Bronte, there is no point in try to even get to the horses today, says Wild. They have enough grain to last them for a couple of days, Webster just said.'
'I see, well, if you deem that they cannot be accessed, then there is no point in attempting to access them. I suppose that means that breakfast will have to come earlier as well, as if we can't access the horses, the Young Master certainly isn't going to church...' Sebastian smirked slightly at this. After all, what was the point in going to church or atoning for your sins when you'd already sold your soul to the devil?
Sebastian thought for roughly two seconds before he came up with something for snake to do.
'I've been thinking that it would be useful for you to learn how to set tables and such, so if you go and find Meylene in the dinning room, I'm sure you would be of use there.'
'Of course, says Keats.'
Back to the present:
'We should open one of the ground floor windows later, I'm sure the snow would be almost level with it!'
'It probably is, actually...' Ciel paused, glanced at his bed, and then looked side long at Lizzie again... 'Well, I'm going back to bed, seeing as I've seen the snow now!' Ciel turned and before Lizzie could realise what was going on, or complain, Ciel was back into his bed, and facing the opposite direction with his eyes closed.
Lizzie sighed and went and sat in Ciel's royal blue armchair, with it's wing like headrests on either side. On the table next to it was a chess set, and a book lying face down. Curiously, Lizzie picked up the book and turned it over to read the title. "Alice's Adventures In Wonderland and The What She Discovered There. Flicking through the pages, Lizzie found lots of odd drawings, growing progressively stranger until she had looked through enough that her curiosity to know the full story line got the better of her, and she turned back to the first page, and began to read.
At seven a clock there was a gently knock on the door, that didn't succeed in waking either of the people in the room, Sebastian slowly opened the door, and pushed the usual cake trolley inside of the room, when he turned around he saw the two teenagers.
His Young Master was asleep curled up in his bed, with the covers pulled only pulled up to about his elbow, as if he'd gotten to hot at some point in the night. Sebastian then took note of Lady Elizabeth; she had her head tipped back, in her hands was his Young Masters copy of Alice's Adventures in Wonderland. A book that would ensure strange dreams for the reader...
He first made his way to the bed, and seeing as the curtains were already open - he guessed Lizzie had opened them to show the snow to his Young Master - he reaching out gently stroked the young boys hair, brushing it off of his face.
Ciel stirred as he felt hand brushing his hair out of his face. Without opening his eyes he woke himself up, and ran through the possibilities of who it could be. He first though of Lizzie, because she was already in there, and it was the kind of thing she would do. But then he felt cloth on his cheek and his mind snapped in almost completely the opposite direction. This was not Lizzie, it was Sebastian. He slowly opened his eyes but couldn't see his butler, so he gathered that he must be behind him. Ciel reached his hand up and with a little fumbling placed it on top of Sebastian's. He felt the hand twitch under his own, as if attempting to draw away.
'D...Don't stop...'
'Yes, my Lord...'
Lizzie felt herself drifting away from the world of Wonderland in which she had lost herself in for a couple of hours. She'd been having a most peculiar of dreams, in which she as her younger self had played a mouse, and her maid Paula had been playing her servant dodo bird, they had also dressed Ciel up as this girl Alice from the book she was reading. And much to her own confusion, hadn't referred to him as "Ciel" but rather "Alice" instead. Then she had eaten some strange cake on her own table, and grown to at least twenty feet tall. But now she was back in Phantomhive manor, in an armchair, in her fiancé's room. And she was most certainly not twenty feet tall.
Lizzie blinked her eyes open, and even then everything was still fuzzy, but from what she could make out, Sebastian was in the room, waking Ciel. But... They were very close together. She blinked again, scratch that, they were touching, their lips were touching, Ciel's back arched and supported by Serbastian's gloved hand. Lizzie gasped, her feelings welling up, shock. Confusion. Denial. She blinked. And when she opened her eyes again Sebastian was standing next to the bed, and Ciel was sitting up, looking out at the snow.
Had she been imagining things? Had she still been dreaming?
'Lizzie, is there something on my face?' Her eyes focused and it appeared that she had been staring at Ciel. She shook her head vigorously.
'No, nothing at all, I was just, um... Thinking. Yes... Thinking...' She finished quietly, her voice slightly sad.
'Alright then, would you mind leaving so I can dress?' Ciel's tone was slightly patronising, but Lizzie ignored it, anyway, he was usually patronising.
'Oh yes, of course! I'm sorry.' Her hands shaking slightly she quickly opened the door before Sebastian could get there to do it for her and was half down the corridor before the door had swung shut.
'All right, there's nothing to worry about, you must have still been dreaming. Yes, that's it, you were dreaming. That is all.' No matter how many times she told herself that, she couldn't get it out of her head. Ciel had been kissing Sebastian, and not even that. Sebastian had been kissing Ciel! If it had been the other way around Lizzie could have perhaps ignored it, as Ciel wanting to know what a kiss was like (though he could have asked her - she couldn't help thinking), but no. If theirs was a romantic relationship, Sebastian was surely in control. Did this mean Ciel was unwilling? No... She doubted it, from the way Ciel's fingers had been twisted in Sebastian's hair.
Breakfast was a loud affair. What with Frances and Marquis trying to instill some excitement in the rather placid Ciel and Lizzie - who kept looking at each other out of the corner of their eyes, when the other wasn't looking, as if trying to figure something out. And Soma trying and failing to start some for of conversation. He never was one for awkward silences.
'What is wrong with you two?' He whined.
'Nothing, Prince Soma. I'm fine, myself...' Lizzie replied, trying to make her voice sound happier.
'I wouldn't have thought so looking at you both.'
'Really? I think we're both just tired, I woke up at 4:15 after all, and then I woke Ciel up, and he looked at the snow with me but quickly went back to bed. So I read this odd book, and fell asleep in his chair.'
'Elizabeth? You were in the Earl's room?'
'Um, no?' Lizzie tried insanely badly to back peddle.
'Don't lie to me! You know you shouldn't have been in there!'
'Well, Aunt Frances, we can't change the past can we, and Lizzie wasn't doing any harm, so how about we forget about this morning and enjoy our breakfast?' Ciel's voice held no real conviction.
'W-well, alright...'
'Here Lizzie, merry Christmas.'
'Thank you, Ciel!'
'You haven't even opened it yet, seriously...' Ciel sighed and crossing his arms sat back in his chair. Lizzie carefully unwrapped the purple cloth folded around the gift, and unveiled the blond doll in it's light blue dress.
'Oh my god! Thank you sooo much Ciel!'
'You're welcome!' He was then smothered by a large curly bush of blonde hair.
'THANK YOU!'
'I would have thought you were to old for dolls, Lizzie'
'Never to old for dolls silly!' Lizzie clutched the beautiful china doll to her chest. And Ciel wondered what her room must look like... 'Here's- here's your present, Ciel!' Lizzie handed Ciel a small package, 'Well, the first part anyway...'
'Okay, thank you.'
'You haven't even opened it yet...' She teased. Ciel looked down at the small package and opened it, inside were two new eyepatches, one was made out of aqua material, and the other out of royal blue. 'Put one on now! Please?'
'Thank you, Lizzie. Sebastian, help me.'
'Yes, Young Master.'
'W-wait, c-can I put it on you Ciel?' Lizzie said only just loud enough for everyone to hear.
'Of course.' Ciel nodded. Smiling, Lizzie stood up and went over to her fiancé. She walked behind the sofa, and gently undid the bow fastening his current eyepatch to his head, and Ciel closed his eye, and brought his hand up in preparation. Lizzie pulled the simple back eyepatch away and Ciel covered his eye with his hand.
'Now which colour?' She asked, holding up both by the ribbons.
'The aqua one.'
'That's my favorite one!' She handed him the other one, and quickly fasted the new one on. 'There! Go take a look!' Ciel stood up and walked over to the mirror to take a look. 'I think that colour really makes your eyes shine, it's so cute!'
'Thank you Lizzie...' Ciel said quietly and lizzie giggled.
'And, well, here's the second part! Me and Nina decided that um, we should play some games later...'
'Why do I not like the sound of that?'
'Just open it.'
'Lizzie, this feels like clothes...'
'Mwa ha ha ha ha ha!' Lizzie was then taken over a fit of evil laughter, which only increased Ciel's desperate feeling of foreboding. Glaring at Lizzie slightly he opened the package, and Soma and Marquis leant forwards in anticipation.
Upon pulling away the large quantity of brown packaging paper he came across a large amount of poofy red material. Hands shaking slightly, and a disbelieving look on his face he held the large poofy amount of red material by what looked like the shoulders, and lifted it out of the mass of brown paper.
'No, not ever, no!'
'Actually yes, because everyone in this house will be switching their clothes to clothes for the opposite gender this evening.
'And how did you come up with this? Let alone get everyone to participate.'
'Lets just say I had some help.' Lizzie's eyes flicked to Soma, and then in the vague direction of the kitchen.
'Tch, how did I not realise Meylene and Soma would be in on this...' Ciel muttered, throwing a glance around the room he saw mildly shocked and confused expressions on everyone's faces other than Lizzie's and Soma's. 'Jeez...' He sighed, 'well, I suppose there's no swaying you now, is there?'
'Nope!' Lizzie giggled excitedly, and Ciel sighed again.
'Young Master, it is not that bad, at least you don't have to go out in public this time.'
'Oh, 'cause that really makes it better! At least that time' - gasp - 'they didn't know it was me!'
'Alright, then Young Master, try thinking of it like this, everyone else is probably feeling very similarly to you right now.'
'But-'
'There is no use complaining about it, because there is nothing we can do about it.'
'I suppose you're making sense... F-' - gasp - '-ine. How tight exactly do you intend to-' - gasp - 'make this?'
'I apologise, Young Master, but Lady Elizabeth ordered me to make you look the part.'
'Did she now?'
'Yes, Young Master.'
'Ugh'
'Meylene, what should I do with my hair?' Lizzie stood on front of her mirror wearing black shorts that came down to about her knees, she had red cotton socks on, that were held up by thin garters, over those she had black lace up, high heeled boots with green shoe covers over them. her dark green jacket stopped at her natural waist, and hanging down from her hips was a huge black - with white - pin striped bustle. Underneath the jacket, she had a white shirt with sleeves that belled out just before the long straight, three button cuffs. A chunky bow was tied at her neck. But her hair was hanging down, loose, and all over the place.
'Well, you could put it in a low pony tail?'
'Hmm, I think I'd still look to much like a girl...'
'Well, you have a top hat for this outfit don't you Miss?'
'Yes, but, how doe- Ooooh! Good idea!' Meylene smiled, she liked it when we was helpful. 'Can you help me pin it up?'
'Of course.'
Ten minutes later, both were dressed, and looking suspiciously like the opposite gender. Sebastian had found Ciel's clip on hair pieces, and fastened them on. This inspired some awkward questions from Lizzie but they were all quickly brushed aside by Sebastian. He had also been forced to take part in this ridiculous game, much against his will, he was now wearing a long black sleeveless dress with a simple white peter pan collared shirt underneath, and had his usual a simple black tie at his neck. This was not what he called fun, but ah well... What could he, a simple butler do about it?
'Lizzie, you're parents aren't taking part?'
'No,' Lizzie huffed, 'they decided that they wouldn't let me see you for a year if I forced them to do it, so they went of to have a drink in the billiards room, and play darts or something...' she shrugged.
'I see' Ciel now felt that this really wasn't fair...
'Well, I think we should play charades?' Lizzie said, and Ciel couldn't help feeling jealous... She could actually move in her clothes...
'This is ridiculous, Lizzie, can I please go and get changed now?'
'No, I haven't seen you in a dress, and I'm going to enjoy it whilst I have you here!'
'Ugh, but then can I at least take off the corset?'
'You're wearing one?'
'Yes, Sebastian said you ordered him to make me look the part.'
'I did? I don't remember saying that... Of course, I wanted you too look kind of like a girl, but I'd never have expected you to go that far.'
'I'm. Going. To. Kill. Him.' Ciel turned on his heel, and left in the direction of the kitchen before Lizzie could ask why he even had a corset in his possesion.
Ciel slammed into the kitchen, looking extremely pissed.
'S-Sebastian?' Ciel felt his right eye continuously twitch. Flinching Finnian, in his simple black dress and apron pointed towards door off to the side of the kitchen. Ciel stormed into the room, walked over to the door, flung it open, strode inside and then closed it behind him once more.
'What exactly are you playing at?'
'Young Master, I'm not playing at anything...'
'Apparently Lizzie, didn't order you to do anything...' Ciel twitched again.
'Ah, that, well, I-'
'Stop bloody babbling, and explain!'
'Yes, My Lord.' Sebastian knelt, 'Well,' Sebastian stepped around the desk, and walked towards Ciel, bending down and whispering into his ear, 'you just look so irresistible when dressed like that.' Sebastian inhaled deeply, his hand reached out behind Ciel and twisted the key in the lock. 'Forgive me Young Master, but I could not pass up that opportunity...'
'Sebastian, you... I should... Punish you.' Ciel's breathing hitched when he felt Sebastian's hand brush down his back.
'So do...' He pulled his Young Master close, and tucking his hand under the boys chin, lifted it and leant forwards, his lips locking into the small soft ones in front of him.
This time, he expected his Young Master to take the lead, but the boy did not, clearly explaining to Sebastian that he was not going act as the "attacker" in this little... Game... Sebastian did not hold back this time, and Ciel felt the kiss come full force, for a second, he was dazed, and then he kissed back, much the same way he had before, his lips letting Sebastian take the lead. Ciel moaned quietly, and then, somewhere in the blur of emotions in his head something warned him that only a thin door separated them from the other staff.
'Not to loud now, Young Master' Sebastian muttered, pulling back from the kiss just long enough to utter those words.
'What are they doing in there?' Meylene said, thinking out loud. She had heard shouting from the butler room at first, and then she had heard the door lock, then only a second ago a quiet moan.
'It's none of our business, says Goeth.'
'I was just wondering, no harm in that is there?'
'I suppose not, says Keats.' Snake replied. Sighing Meylene removed some more platers from the shelf, and set them on the big table in the middle of the room, then she removed cutlery, and glasses.
'I've never liked the weird hours people keep on Christmas day.'
'Why, Bard?' Finnian inquired from his seat at the table.
'Well, it's just odd how people can eat "lunch" at four o-clock, and still call it "lunch", and how people wake up so earlier. It's weird.'
'I like it! Christmas day is a special day, so it's good to do things slightly differently, it reminds you that today is not just any other day!' Finnian babbled along.
Ciel left the butler room looking slightly flushed, with swollen lips, which he attempted to hide from the rest of his staff by keeping his head turned away from them slightly. Going straight upstairs to his room, he went into his bathroom and splashed his face with cold water. Trying fruitlessly to get rid of his swollen lips.
'Shit...' He cursed. Well, at least his blush had gone down...
He quietly descended the stairs, and went into the lounge again, he was surprised to see that Lizzie was the only person in there. She was sprawled on the sofa, and reading the copy of A Midsummer Nights Dream that he had given her earlier that day. He walked over and stood by the fire, looking into the curling warmth. He turned and looked at Lizzie. She'd removed her top hat, and it was sitting on the table behind her head, her hair had fallen out, and it was now in a low pony tail trailing over her shoulder.
'Is it good?' He asked, and she jumped, her head snapping up to look at him. She hadn't even noticed he was here.
'Oh yes! Haven't you read it?' She asked sitting up from her lying position.
'No, I read Hamlet, and MacBeth, but I didn't much like the ideas behind A Midsummer Nights Dream.'
'To fanciful for you?
'Yes, that...' He walked over to the sofa and stood behind it, peering at the words on the page.
'Like what you see?' Lizzie said, her voice suggesting perhaps that she didn't mean the Shakespear.
'I, yes... What?' Ciel's words tripped over themselves as they tried to get out of his mouth.
Lizzie knelt up on the sofa, placing her book down next to her.
'I said; like what you see?' she leaned forwards, and wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him closer. Ciel's thoughts tumbled around in his head, until he decided to ignore them, and leant forwards the rest of the way, letting Lizzie's lips meet his own. Taking inspiration from Sebastian, he gently bit down on her bottom lip, and teasingly traced his tongue along it, then pulling back slightly, he crushed her lips with his own. Letting her moan into his mouth.
And then something clicked in his brain, and he stopped, he shouldn't be doing this, Sebastian would... But what did he care about Sebastian? Did he at all care for him? Of course he did, but, no... Wait! Stop! He was confused beyond compare. Lizzie pulled back, and turned away, a blush rising in her cheeks...
'I'm sorry...' She said, and bring her hand up to her lips she turned away and ran from the room.
'Lizzie...'
'Well this is awkward...' Soma said, trying to establish some conversation in the lounge.
'Deal with it.' Ciel replied, taciturn.
'But Little Ciel, somethings wrooooooong'
'And it's none of your business!'
'But, Little Ciel-'
'Soma! It's nothing just leave it! I'm sick of no one listening to me!' Lizzie teared up, 'And Ciel I just thought that our first kiss would go a little differently to that! So please don't go moping around when this is. All. Your. FAULT!'
'Oh, my GOD!' Soma shouted. 'You two k-'
'Yes, yes we did. No need to let everyone know. I'm going to bed! Goodnight. Merry Christmas you too.' Lizzie stood up swiped her top hat off of the table, and stormed out of the room.
'I can't believe you two k-'
'Soma, shut up!' Ciel said sighing.
'Should I just go?'
'Yes. Yes I think that would be best!'
'Fine...' Some sniffed, 'I'll just go to bed then...' Soma stood up, looking at Ciel over his shoulder. 'Where's Agni?...' He muttered walking away towards the door.
'Young Master, it would appear you've pushed everyone away.'
'Don't mock me, Sebastian. It's the last thing I need right now!'
'Of course. I apologise.'
'Just get this thing of off me!'
'Yes, Young Master.' Sebastian walked forwards and began removing his Young Masters clothes.
Ciel relaxed and collapsed onto his bed. That was the last time anyone got him to dress up as a girl in his entire life. Never again. EVER.
'Young Master, are you feeling alright?'
'I'm aching all over and I desperately need distracting from everything that has happened today.'
'Distracting?' Sebastian said, undoing his shirt buttons.
'Yes, distracting.'
'Well, allow me to help.' Sebastian took a step towards the bed, his shirt now completely undone. Ciel moved towards the edge of the mattress, only to be pushed backwards gently until he was lying underneath Sebastain, only wearing his night shirt.
'Sebastian... Take me.'
'Yes, my Lord.'
KYA! So, what did you think? I quite like the ending, I decided I wanted this story to have a little bit of sophistication, and that I was only going to hint at things more extreme than kisses until the end when I'd make it more definite that it happened ^.^. Remember, favorite are awesome, but reviews are spectacular! It would be so great if every person that read this reviewed, but I doubt that will every happen in a million years! -.-
Anyways, I'm going to go downstairs and hang with my sisters a bit, then we get to nom Christmas dinner XD then it's Doctor Who ^.^
Byez byez! Have an awesome rest of Christmas day everybody! ^.^
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