His Butler, Hungover Part 6

Ciel P.o.v

What is taking him so long? He should have the tea ready by now. After all he is a immortal, like Sebastian. Maybe demons are just quicker.

My thoughts, we're interrupted by the Undertaker's gut wrenching laugh. He walked into the room with a tray. It had 4 chipped measuring cups. I wince at the fact that they probably haven't been washed.

The creepy reaper began walking towards us. Grell was on the ground trying to get his death scythe to start up. When he was in front of us and said "Here you go young Earl." He handed me my cup. Then he motioned with his hand for Sebastian to take the next cup.

Sebastian gave him a suspicious glare and said "I thought I told you I didn't want any." The Undertaker removed one hand from the tray, brought it to his forehead. He then began to lift his hair, to reveal his bright green shinigami eyes.

Sebastian growled a bit at The Undertaker's smug Undertaker giggled. "Well, butler I thought that I would fix you some anyway. I was only trying to be nice." The Undertaker said suddenly becoming serious.

Sebastian did his typical kitty cat smile. He then reached for the cup, took it and then stared into it. The Undertaker watched him eye it intensely.

Sebastian's P.o.v

What is he up to, he is planning something. Why is he staring at us? I look down a Ciel who is wincing while looking at the cup. He looked up at me, then back at his measuring cup. Closing his eyed and then-slowly, bringing it to his lips. I glare at the cup before snatching it out of his hand.

"What the hell, Sebastian?" Hissed Ciel. "Forgive me, my lord but typically I try your drinks first it's just a habit."There has to be something in the drinks, that's the only thing that would explain his intense staring.

Ciel narrowed his eye and said "Very well, since you already took it, give it a taste."

I smirk and say "Why, yes my lord."

I raise it to my lips, but not before taking a deep breathe in order to smell it smells like poorly weak tea. I shake my head a little, then ingest a sip of the tea. Taste fine to me, I guess there is nothing suspicious going on, I could of sworn that he had something planned. Though it also might just be that smile of his.

I shrug my shoulders, while I bend down and hand the poor excuse for a tea cup to my young master. "Was there anything wrong with it, Sebastian?" He said whilst taking the cup from me.

I shake my head to confirm that nothing was wrong with the tea. He then glares at me before raising it to his light pink, slender, kissable lips.

What? Why is am I thinking about how kissable his lips are? Well, it isn't like I haven't ever thought about it before. I guess it must just be side effects of the hangover. I then raise my own cup to my lips and swig it. The Undertaker, smiled so bright that I would swear the sun got jealous.

It was and odd smile though, it wasn't his typical creepy, perverted smile. This was one of mischief. While I was observing his facial expressions, he began to move toward Grell. Grell stopped messing with his death scythe and took the a cup off the tray. He then began to suck it down.

I took another drink of mine as I look down at Ciel. He kept taking sip after sip with a look of disgust clear on it. It was way to weak for his liking, which was pretty funny to watch his bite his lip as he tried to drink it. Wait, why is he really trying to drink. I didn't notice before but why would he try and drink something that is so far below his level of class.

Guess, the comment of being grouped with me by The Undertaker kind of pushed that. I drink the rest of my tea not even tasting it, I then felt Ciel grab my shirt sleeve. I send him a sharp stare and nod a tad bit. He then motions with his lips still on the chipped monstrosity, his lips begin to form words on the rim of the glass. I watch them carefully, until I made out very last word. "We will be leaving, in a minute. Start saying your goodbyes."

I close my eyes and curve my lips up in a smile and bring the now empty glass to my lips and begin to lip sync "Thank you, young master."

Ciel P.o.v

Why is getting hot all of a sudden? I can feel my cheeks heating up. I look up at Sebastian eyes half lidded, drool slightly escaping. What is happening to my body, why do i feel that i need to be touched.

Sebastian looked down at me, he gasped as he saw the drool trickle down my chin as I hold my hand in between my legs. There was worry in his eye's, he then bared his teeth as his eyes turned fuchsia .

He stare left me and then began to burn into the Undertaker, who was giggling as he stared at me. The Undertaker stopped giggling as Grell grabbed a hold of his arm, with lust filled eyes. Sebastian began to walk over to the Undertaker, a pitch black aura forming around him.

What is Sebastian doing, why is he so mad and why is he walking toward the Undertaker. I can't shake this feeling and it feels like the desert in here. What I want no, what I need is Sebastian's touch. I want to feel him caress my body, his kisses trailing up my neck, to breathe in the sent of his hair that always smell's of cider and apples.

What in the bloody hell, I knew I had feelings for Sebastian. I mean, I'm pretty aware of my feelings since whenever I pleasure myself after he leaves my bedroom; that I think of him kissing me and doing the unthinkable.

Of course, I would never tell him about this typically but if I open my mouth now I will be suffering from loose lips. I've never craved his body so much before. I now he doesn't feel the same though, how could he I'm just a spoiled brat who gives him unfit orders. I know I get on his nerves, he could never nor should he ever love someone like me.

What's going on with me, why am I having these thoughts. Ugh, the room is starting to spin, my legs are giving out. I'm going to fall, I need to tell Sebastian. "S-sebastian *pant* h-help *pant* m-me."