This is not a chapter. This is just an extra I wrote while I had no internet, and no way to upload chapter 5. I tried to make it as accurate as possible, seeing as though I was watching the movie while writing this. I'll explain how this chapter is going to work.

He was distracted – this is what is going on currently with Ciel, and it is not the memory. This will also be applied to when Ciel breaks away from the memory to do something or what not.

He was distracted – this is the font the memory is going to be in, so it's normal.

He was distracted – This are his thoughts.

Now that all that is settled, Have fun and enjoy the extra!

He was distracted, extremely distracted. Ciel sighed to himself, rubbing his temple. He cursed his muggle studies teacher for even bringing up the conversation of 'ships'. He had tried his best to forget ships since 1914. He opened his eyes, his clear blue eyes seeming to frown in remembrance. With a small 'tsk', he set his quill down, leaning on his left hand. There was no way Ciel could concentrate in a situation like this. Perhaps it was best to just…remember.

With the task in mind, he closed his eyes, allowing his aged mind to travel back to the year 1912, the last time he had ever set foot on a ship.

The sun was shining brightly through his curtains, making him narrow his eyes. He had been up fifteen minutes early, excitement flowing through him like a child on their birthday. It had been a very long time since he had been on a grand ship such as the one he would be traveling on today, not to mention it was to another country! Perhaps his mind hadn't quite aged properly yet, and still held some childish innocent he had long forgotten he had.

A black clad butler pushed a cart into the room, features holding surprise at seeing his young master awake so early. Even so, his lips broke into a smile, as he made his way to the young Earls side.

"Good morning, my lord. What causes you to be awake so early? It is very unlike you." Picking up a sterling silver teapot, he poured that morning's tea, placing the elegant teacup onto a plate, and setting it into the small hands of Ciel Phantomhive.

The earl closed his eyes, inhaling the sweet aroma of his favorite Earl Gray. "I suppose you could inquire that I'm a bit…excited." He said as calmly as he could. The servant only chuckled, uncovering his breakfast.

"Today's breakfast consists of poached salmon and assorted fruits. I assume you'll want scones, sir?"

"Yes, you know by now it is my favorite," he mused, giving the demon a secretive smirk. Sebastian returned the smirk, placing the plate on the boys lap.

"Indeed sir. Excuse me while I prepare your attire for this afternoon, you will want to look your sharpest after all. The R.M.S Titanic is not a silly little boat." The demon turned, making his way to the Earls empty closet, consisting only one outfit left.

"Indeed."

"Are all the bags ready, Sebastian?" Ciel asked his butler, as he made his way to the Automobile. A servant opened the door for him, as Sebastian checked over his entire luggage.

"Yes my lord, is seems everything is in order." He replied, helping the shorter male into the car. After closing the door, Sebastian got into the passenger seat, allowing their driver to get into his respectable seat.

Ciel bit back the excited smile that threatened to crack his usually straight face. He felt as if there were butterflies in his belly, like when he began falling for—he shook his head, feeling his ears ting with heat.

"My lord, are you quite alright? Your face is getting considerably red." Came the sly demons face, making the teen mentally curse himself.

"Yes, yes, everything is alright." He responded, shrugging the question off. The black haired man chuckled, before looking forward once the vehicle had stopped.

"Bloody hell, it's crowded." Ciel muttered, gazing out the window at the seemingly endless crowd. Sebastian chuckled, getting out of the car and opening the door for the young boy. Ciel nodded at him in thanks, removing his slim hand from the much larger one.

Ciel looked up at the ship, eyes wide in awe at the marvelous ship. It was beautiful, grand, and extra ordinary! There were no words to fit the description of the ships beauty.

He took his time gazing over the shoulders of the much taller gentlemen around him. He merely scowled and looked back to find Sebastian. An arm wrapped around his waist, pulling him away from the screaming and pushing crowd, and walked him onto the platform to the grand ship.

"Is the ship to your liking, sir?" Sebastian asked, gazing down at him as they boarded with their tickets.

"Beyond my expectations, Sebastian," he replied, gazing around the nicely decorated room. "You always did pick the best."

"Only the best for you, my little lord," he gaze the boys hip a nice squeeze before removing his arm and placing it at his side. Ciel felt his cheeks redden, before a call of his name made him stop.

"Ah, Mr. Phantomhive!" He tapped his cane once to stop Sebastian, looking over his shoulder to see Caledon Hockley. He was accompanied by two red heads. Ruth and Rose Dewitt-Bukater, Hockleys soon to be wife and mother-in-law, Ciel thought to himself.

"Mr. Hockley, it has been a long time," it's too bad that it wasn't longer.

"Indeed, it has. My, it might be me but I believe you've gotten taller, growing up are you?" Now he's sucking up to me, perhaps a share in business? More money does he want? Greedy little bastard he is.

"Please, don't tell me something I can't believe," he mused, making the man laugh. The woman, Rose, was looking at him as if he was crazy. He could just hear her thoughts.

What is a child doing in business?

"Ah yes, this is my fiancée, Rose Dewitt-Bukater. Rose, this is Ciel Phantomhive, owner of the infamous Funtom Company. Rose smiled at him, bowing her head a bit.

"Charmed, I'm sure."

"You as well," he nodded at her, glancing at the older woman.

"And this is Ruth, her mother." The older woman smiled as well, to which Ciel nodded politely.

"Young master," came Sebastian's interruption. "I'm sorry Sir, but it would seem my lord has to ready himself for the approaching evening." Ciel looked at him thankfully, to which he smiled, and nodded his head.

"My butler is right, Mr. Hockley. I'll see you at dinner, I assume?"

"Yes, please join us for dinner; I'll introduce you to the other gentlemen." Ciel nodded, tapping his cane.

"If you'll excuse me," he turned away, following his butler to his suit. Once they were far enough, he let out a breath he had not known he held in. "Thank you Sebastian, that conversation was beyond painful."

The butler chuckled, glancing down at the short boy. "You seemed quite annoyed when he mentioned your height."

"The blundering git, who does he think he is commenting on my height!" He ranted, walking behind the taller male.

"He does not know of your…condition, my lord." The demon muttered, ushering the small boy into his room.

"Yes well…" he paused in his retort, gazing at the luxurious room with awe. "Beautiful…this ship does not stop amazing me." He mused, trailing his fingers over the fine wood of the doorway. Sebastian merely chuckled, closing the door once the boy had traveled to explore the rest of the room.

"I am glad the room is to your liking, my lord."

"Yes, well, I suppose we should ready ourselves for the damned social meeting then?" A yelp left his lips as he was plucked off his feet. "S-Sebastian!" He snapped, looking up at him with a bewildered look as he was carried to the bathroom.

"You seem surprised, my lord." He muttered, sitting him down on the porcelain toilet.

"A bit, yes," He muttered, watching the man remove his shiny new boots, before proceeding to remove his knee socks. Once he was fully unclothed, he stood there naked, watching Sebastian ready the bath water.

Ciel shivered, gripping his scrawny arms in attempt to keep warm. Sebastian glanced at him and chuckled, sitting down on the toilet and pulling the boy onto his lap, wrapping his arms around him to keep him warm. Ciel sighed in relief, laying his cheek on the broad chest presented to him.

"Cold, my lord?" Ciel narrowed his brows, glancing up at him. Sebastian chuckled, placing a small kiss on his neck. "Should I warm you up then?" he muttered into his ear, making Ciel shudder lightly.

"I-I don't think it is nessicary…" he stuttered, trying to pull away. Sebastian only leaned in, nibbling on his ear.

"I insist sir. What kind of a butler would I be if I could not keep my young master warm?" A gloved hand made its way onto Ciel's thigh, rubbing gently, arousing him.

"T-the bath…" He groaned, feeling his stomach tighten. Sebastian seemed to frown against his neck, removing his hand.

"Right," Ciel sighed in relief as Sebastian easily picked him up and set him in the warm water, as he managed to relax. Sebastian kneeled, pushing his sleeves up as he picked up the soap and began washing his little master. Ciel relaxed into those gentle hands, sighing softly in content.

Sebastian always knew how to please his master. Both in the bedroom, and in the bathroom. He knew what made his master tense up, and what made him relax and moan in content. He had these special points on his back, that when Sebastian pressed down just right, he would go limp like goo and only groan happily at the gentle attention.

Ciel instantly snapped out of his gaze, a deep blush on his face. Did he honestly just think about Sebastian massaging him? He shook his head, the faint blush still on his cheeks. He leaned back on his hand, frowning. His free period would be over soon, He needed to get this memory over with so he could continue with his day. He closed his eyes, and let the memory wash over him again.

Sebastian helped him out of the bathtub, wrapping a fluffy towel around his shoulders, and rubbing him dry. The small boy shook his wet hair like a small dog, making the black clad butler merely chuckle.

"Come my lord, let's finish getting you ready." Ciel nodded, following the butler to his room, sitting himself on the well-made bed. Sebastian opened the door to the boys' closet; the maids already put all his clothes away neatly. He went through them, and decided with a royal blue color. With a small nod, he took out the outfit picked, and laying it out on the bed.

He helped Ciel up, unwrapping the towel and using it to finish drying off his hair. Ciel looked down; gripping Sebastian's shoulders as the man helped him into his underwear. Once it was settled onto his narrow hips, Sebastian picked up a crisp white button up shirt, easing the smaller boys arms into the provided holes.

The whiteness of the shirt contracted against Ciel's normally pale skin, bringing out the color. Instead of the usual pale skin, he looked tanner, he seemed to be glowing. Even so, his skin looked finer than any porcelain the demon had ever seen. His normally quick fingers lagged a bit, taking their time to teasingly brush over any skin he could touch. Noticing the swift grazes on his skin, Ciel shuddered weakly, trying to hold it back.

Once the shirt was buttoned all the way, Sebastian picked up the dark blue trousers, helping the boy into them. While pulling them up, Sebastian ran his fingers over the boys smooth, hairless thighs, making them quiver under his touch. He buttoned them, tucking the shirt in neatly. Ciel sighed softly, peering up through his bangs to see the demons expression.

Sebastian seemed deeply concentrated, very much into what he was doing. It made him smile, seeing that as a sign that Sebastian cared for him, if he took his work of dressing him so seriously.

Next was the waistcoat, a rich dark blue that stuck out against the pale white shirt, and his own complexion. "My my, not even fully dressed yet, and you look dashing, my little lord." The words sent fire across the plump cheeks, and stutters leave his lush lips.

"S-shut up and finish dressing me!"

Sebastian always did manage to annoy me, Ciel thought to himself, feeling his lips tug upwards.

Sebastian chuckled, picking up the ironed overcoat, and helping Ciel slide his arms into the holes as well. He straightened the coat, buttoning it up. "I believe a nice blue ribbon will work with the outfit, don't you think my lord?" Ciel nodded a bit, as Sebastian gently picked up the silk-spun ribbon, wrapping it around the pale next, and tying it into a perfect knot. Once his clothes were done, he plucked a comb from atop of the dresser, and combed his hair down, the twin blue eyes watching him, calculating.

The butler stepped back to admire his work, and smirked. "Perfection," he purred, picking up the young masters cane, and placing it in his hand. "I do believe you are now ready my lord. It only took," he clicked his pocket watch open, glancing down at it. "Forty-five minutes and 3.4 seconds."

Ciel nodded, gazing at his reflection. Even he could see that he was dashing in this attire. Well, just about anything that Sebastian picked out, Ciel looked good in. Sebastian could probably make a poor boys clothes look good on him, trash or rags even.

"Shall we get going then, my lord?" Ciel nodded, following him out of the room. As they walked down to the deck to where most likely all the ships nobles were, Ciel couldn't help but feel the sudden urge to take Sebastian's arms. Seeing these women glance at him and giggle, others hold onto their husbands or fiancées arms made him jealous, seethe with it even. His hands twitched under the urge, making him scowl.

"Now my lord, don't make that face, I'm sure dinner won't be that bad." Sebastian scolded, pulling at his cheek. Ciel slapped his hand away, making another face at him. Sebastian chuckled, looking at the men who opened the door for the two men, (excuse me, man and boy.) "Thank you gentlemen," he nodded at them, leading his young master into the grand room.

"Servants stop at this point, my lord, unless they're working for the ship. I apologize but you will have to go on your own." Sebastian muttered, making the earl scowl deeply. Sebastian placed a hand on his head, smiling at him. "You will be fine; I'll be waiting for your return. You know what to do when it's over, after all, I do believe I have taught you how to beg properly." Ciel's face flushed, taking the message in a different way.

"A-alright, I shall call for you when the social meeting is finally over," he muttered, making the man chuckled. Sebastian bowed low, before straightening, and making his way out. Ciel took a deep breath, and made his way down the extravagant stairs, stopping at the bottom.

"Ah, Phantomhive, glad to see you made it," came Hockley's voice, making the boy inwardly cringe, and look over at him.

"Ah, I'm glad to have found you; alone I would have had a hard time finding the table." Caledon falsely laughed, and Ciel found it hard not to scowl. None the less, he kept a small, practiced smile on his lips.

"Yes yes, I'll lead you then, right this way." Caledon waved an arm, motioning him to follow. The teen followed after him, giving curt glances at the women and men that looked his way. "Ah yes, ladies and gentlemen, this is Ciel Phantomhive, owner of the Funtom company." The group gazed at him as if he had three heads.

"Well then, sit young lad, sit sit." Ciel nodded, sitting down next to Caledon and Ruth. The ships creator, Mr. Andrews smiled at him, "tell me boy, how old are you? Aren't you a bit young to be taking care of a company? What about your father?" Ciel frowned, his gaze leaving the middle-aged man's face to a corner, before returning.

"My father left the company in my care when he and my mother passed away when I was 9 years old." He said firmly. "I've been caring for it since then, and the company has been doing better than it was in my fathers' care. Currently I am 13 years old; I will be turning 14 in December." A little white lie won't kill them, now will it?

"You're a very strong boy, to be withstanding that sorrow and still continue your fathers work."

That Rose girl was staring at him, so blankly, as if she was dead. Her eyes seem to pierce right through him, and Ciel felt he, a demon, shiver under her gaze. Suddenly she stood, excusing herself from the table. Within a few more minutes, all the boy could possibly think of was his new, soft, warm bed.

Ciel stood, throwing them another fake smile. "Well ladies, gentlemen, it's time for us children to head to bed." He said playfully, as they chuckled.

"Join us for breakfast, lad." Mr. Astor called out, "it's been a pleasure conversing with you." he forced a smile, nodded and hightailed it out of there. Ciel stepped out into the ships halls, closing his eyes as he breathed in fresh air. A few guards ran past him, and he raised a brow.

"Sebastian, come to me." Ciel muttered lowly, closing his eyes as another breeze swept by. When the boy opened his eyes, he was staring into deep rubies.

"You look positively exhausted," he responded, making Ciel scoff.

"I want to go back to the suit, I'm exhausted." He muttered lowly, wrapping his arms around Sebastian's neck, expecting to be picked up. The childish actions made Sebastian sigh, but even so pick him up.

"I do believe you're a bit too old to be picked up like a child, my lord." Ciel merely ignored him, burying his head into the pale neck. Sebastian chuckled, beginning to walk back to their rooms.

Looking up, Ciel saw the girl again, wrapped in a blanket, being led by Caledon. If he wasn't so cozy, and half asleep, he probably would have yelled at Sebastian to put him down. She watched him, but this time, smiled fondly. Maybe it was because he actually looked his age now. Even so, he closed his eyes and drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

When he woke up, he was wrapped snugly into his blankets. Pushing himself up, he noticed there wasn't a warm body beside him as usual. "Sebastian…?" The butler made his way out of his closet, holding that mornings set of clothes on one arm. "You weren't there when I woke up…" he muttered, frowning.

Sebastian set the clothes down, leaning down and placing a gentle kiss on the Childs forehead. Ciel felt his cheeks brighten, but he relaxed none the less, leaning into the gentle actions. "I'm sorry my lord, but I was worried that someone would walk in on the two of us sleeping together." He muttered apologetically, stroking the teal-grey locks affectionately.

"I suppose it's alright…" he muttered, fiddling with Sebastian's coat. Even after all these years, the butler still dressed himself in those sparrow-tailed coats. He couldn't imagine him in any other outfit. Well, aside from nothing at all. "I suppose we should hurry and get dressed then, I'm getting hungry." He muttered lowly, before finding himself pinned to the pillows.

"I'm sure the nobles could wait a bit for us," Sebastian muttered into his neck, trailing skilled hands under his night shir—Now hold a damn minute there!

hiding in the bathroom stalls to…wank! No, he was a gentleman, so with the best of his abilities, he skipped that part of his memory for now. (I'm evil aren't I? no sex for you naughty readers just yet!)

Once the last button on his attire was buttoned, Ciel pushed himself off the bed, grabbing his cane. Sebastian placed a hand on the small of his back, leading him out the door, locking it behind him. Sebastian led him down the deck slowly, both demons taking their time in getting there. Ciel gazed out, watching the seemingly everlasting seas.

"Beautiful, isn't it my lord?" Sebastian patted his lower back gently, as they continued on their way.

"Yes, Sebastian. It is a sight to behold…" he muttered in response, following him with closed eyes. Sebastian glanced down at him, smiling at the peaceful look on his masters' face.

"My lord, we are here." He muttered, removing his hand from the boys back. Ciel nodded at him, tapping his cane.

"You are dismissed until I call for you." The butler bowed and made his leave. Ciel watched him, before making his way down the stairs to meet with the same boring, dull nobles he had gathered with the previous night. At least 18th century England had tasteful nobles.

"It really is a nice day out my lord, why don't we take a walk around the decks?" Sebastian suggested, "We shall be continuing your piano lessons, along with your French." Ciel scowled, holding back a childish groan. "Now now, did you think you were getting off easy, my little lord?" Ciel glared at him, lips set in a (rather adorable) pout.

Sebastian chuckled, offering his arm. Ciel hesitated, before he held onto it, allowing the butler to guide him around the 1st class deck. They stopped by the back of the boat, Ciel leaning on the railing, gazing down at the third class children run around and play.

"That is something you don't see in the first classes…" he muttered, his hair swaying softly in the gentle afternoon breeze. "Sometimes I wonder what would being in the third class is like…" he admitted, closing his eyes. Sebastian stood close by him, and then smiled, leaning down close to his ear.

"Then let's go all out tonight then, shall we, my lord?" Ciel stayed quiet, and then opened his eyes, glancing at him with a challenging smirk.

"Let's."

"I heard that miss rose had fallen off the ship, and was saved by a young third class boy." Sebastian stated scrubbing Ciel's back of sweat. Ciel glanced at him, eyebrow raised.

"Is that so?" he asked, looking forward as Sebastian poured warm water over his soapy back.

"Lean back my lord," he muttered, as Ciel did so. The butler's next actions surprised him. Gentle hands trailed over his flat chest, over rosy nipples and down his belly and abdomen, settling in-between his legs as he washed his privates as usual.

D-damn it all, damn that sod for making me think of that!

Ciel leaned back further, a groan leaving his lips.

I refuse to think of that, stop working against me!

Sebastian watched his innocent reactions with a predatory smirk, starting to rub him, making that delicate back arch.

Damn, I'm getting aroused. In a bloody library! What has become of me…? Ciel growled angrily to himself, before standing and making his way to the bathroom quickly. Upon finding a bathroom, he locked himself in a stall, unbuttoned his pants, wrapped a hand around himself, and stroked furiously.

"Now my lord, look how hard you've gotten so easily," the demon purred in his ear, thumbing the slit. The fledgling rocked his hips into the others large hands, gripping the tubs edge.

"S-Sebastian!"

Oh god, Sebastian!

Ciel cried out as he came into the warm water, Sebastian's hands still stroking him as he rode out his orgasm. He went limp against the tub, closing his eyes as he panted.

Ciel gasped for breath, sitting on the lidded toilet as he relaxed. Thankfully nobody came in while he was…busy. The boy opened his eyes lazily, wiping his wet hand on a piece of toilet paper, fixing his pants as he got up. After washing his hands, he made his way to his next class, which would be starting to about five minutes.

After finishing up his bath, Sebastian dressed the boy in finely tailored clothes as usual, and was currently combing his silk-soft hair. Ciel sighed softly at the gentle attention as usual, a small smile on his lips.

Within the next 20 minutes, Ciel was sipping fine wine and dining with the same, empty-minded people for the third time in a row. However this night, a different man joined the table. His name was Jack Dawson, a man who had saved young Rose from falling overboard. Her mother was merciless, stabbing him with sharp questions and rather snotty comments. Caledon was no different. Rose only chuckled and continued with dinner. Ciel noticed she seemed much happier than she had been the past nights.

With the men leaving for their cigars and brandy, Ciel stood. "Sebastian," he called out as the butler appeared out of the crowd, smiling politely at him.

"Young master," he bowed his head in respect as usual, feeling the eyes of many nobles on the two.

"I'm exhausted," he began, to make a show of their departing. "Escort me back to my room?"

"But of course, my lord." He smiled, holding out an arm for him. Ciel grabbed onto it, and allowed himself to be led out. "Are you excited?" He asked his little master, seeing the shine in his eyes.

"Of course not, have you thought of what we're doing?"

"I have discovered a third class gathering that is occurring, so we will have to hurry and redress." The two ducked into the safety of ceils suit, as Sebastian instantly began undressing him, and redressed him in another outfit, a third class outfit indeed. (Hm, I can't think of one better than his disguise when hunting for Jack the Ripper.) Ciel glanced into the mirror, adjusting his hat. Upon hearing clothes shuffling, he looked back and blushed a dark red at seeing Sebastian undressing.

Of course, he was going in disguise as well. He wouldn't dare leave his inexperienced master in an unfamiliar crowd. Sebastian slipped on a worn out button up shirt, simple brown slacks, and suspenders. Even so, Ciel believed him to be the most beautiful creature in the world.

Catching the younger demons stare, Sebastian smirked. "See something you like?" He asked teasingly, as Ciel made his way up to him. Sebastian grinned, leaning down as their lips grazed past each other lightly. Ciel cupped his cheeks, muttering a small,

"Yes…" before placing his lips over the larger mans. Sebastian wrapped an arm around his waist, kissing him back with gusto. He pulled away before things got too heated, smirking.

"We have to get to the gathering…Cian." He mused, as Ciel furrowed his brows, pouting.

"Cian? That's a terrible name!"

"I think it's a cute name."

"Fine then, Steven." Sebastian's eyebrow twitched, before dismissing it as the two sneaked out and made their way to the lower decks.

Within 10 minutes of the party, Sebastian was challenged to a drinking contest, Ciel was forced to dance with various girls, and even tried to beer himself. The experience was horrid.

"Come on kid, try some!"

"Yeah, you won't grow to be big and strong without some good ol' beer!" The Irish men were already buzzed themselves if they were offering alcohol to a forever minor. After a few forced gulps, Ciel was laughing mirthfully with them, and gulping down more of the disgusting liquid. Sebastian supervised him, making sure no harm came to his master. Along the crowds, the butler also noticed Rose and Jack, although Rose had decided against changing into a disguise. Well, she didn't have a reputation like Ciel, right?

After dancing around and drinking more, Sebastian had to pull Ciel away. "I'm sorry, but Cian and I will be taking our leave," Ciel whined, hitting his chest in protest.

"N-nnuu…I wanna drink more..." he whined, as Sebastian shook his head and proceeded to drag him back to the suit. Ciel hiccupped, gripping Sebastian's shirt as he nuzzled his neck. "Mm, Sebastian…you know, you always smell so good…" he moaned, feeling the butler beginning to undress him.

"Is that so?" Sebastian asked, going along with his drunken state.

Ciel tilted his head back, the cold fingers feeling delightful on his feverish skin. When the hands left, he whined for contact, grabbing onto the butlers hand, and placing it on his chest almost desperately. "S-Sebastian…please…touch me." He begged, looking up at him pleadingly. His hazy mind didn't care for anything but the demon butlers' soft hands. Sebastian felt his pants tighten, as he bit the inside of his cheek.

"Young master, you are drunk you need sleep." He managed to say, as Ciel shifted, purposely grinding against him.

(This scene contains Sex and was written against Ciel's will, I don't want to make my dear readers suffer anymore. don't like gay sex, then I don't really understand why you're even reading this story.)

Gripping the butlers' shirt, Ciel straddled him, looking at him with lustful eyes. "I want you to fuck me, Sebastian." He said lowly into the butlers' ear "I want you to fuck me hard, really hard…oh god Sebastian, I need it." He pleaded, tugging harshly on his shirt.

With a feral growl, Sebastian had the boy stripped in pinned down, his mouth trailing nibbles from his ear down to his chest. Red marks scattered all over from his skilled mouth, making the demon child writhe under his touch. Slick fingers made their way down south, rubbing the puckered pink hole between his plump 'cheeks'. The action made Ciel shiver and moaned helplessly.

"S-Sebastian! A-ah, hurry!" he whined, arching his back as the other hand tweaked and twisted a reddening nipple. More mewls escaped his lips, as he raised his hips higher as a finger pushed in. "Ah!" his innocent reactions only fueled Sebastian's sex drive, as three more fingers pushed in without warning. The pain however, only made Ciel harder and his cries of pleasure louder.

"Sebastian, hurry up!" with a grunt, he pulled his fingers out, and practically ripped his pants off, his member standing at attention. Finding something that caught his drunken attention, Ciel pushed himself onto his knees, leveling himself with the large prize.

"My lord?" Sebastian asked curiously, the alcohol seemingly having no effect on him.

"No my lord now…" he muttered, wrapping tiny hands around the base. "Call me Ciel…" he muttered, shyly licking the tip. The timid actions made Sebastian shudder, and Ciel noticed it instantly. Knowing he did something right, Ciel sucked on the head, gradually pulling more into his inexperienced mouth. He sucked on as much as he could, using his tongue on the throbbing vein. While all this was happening, he had resumed fingering him, preparing him for the pulsing member he was sporting.

Sebastian pulled him off gently, stroking his flushed cheek, leaning in as he kissed him tenderly at first, adding more passion into it. Tongues and teeth clashed, moans shared before the two pulled away, panting heavily.

Ciel was once more placed on his back, legs spread apart. Sebastian smirked at seeing the drunken Earl in such a scandalous position, but pushed the thought aside as he plunged into the inviting and tight heat. The butler groaned at how tight the little lord was to this day. Ciel was panting, eyes squeezed shut as he accustomed to Sebastian's large girth.

"C-Ciel…" Sebastian groaned into his ear, sending shivers down his spine.

"S-Sebastian…you're so big…" he breathed, wrapping his arms around the others neck. "M-move…as hard as you can, like I said." He muttered lowly, as Sebastian nodded, and began moving his hips. Ciel groaned, moving his hips in sync with the others hips. Slow thrusts turned powerful and fast, rocking the bed as it tapped against the bed relentlessly.

Desperate and lust-filled moans left both lips, as the two bodies moved together, pleasure rising along with their climax. "A-ah! S-Sebastian—oh! Right there, o-oh god yes!" The sounds that left that tiny mouth were like music to the demon butlers' ears, so beautiful and erotic. He focused on the sounds of their skin slapping, and the beautiful moans that left his young masters lips.

"S-Sebastian, ah—too much! It's too much!" he cried out, wrapping his arms around the others waist. Sebastian only seemed to speed up, hitting all the right places as well. His thrusts were making the young Phantomhive see stars behind his fluttering eyelids as Sebastian sucked on his previously bitten neck. The knot in his stomach was building up, tightening and tightening to the point he felt like he were to burst.

"S-Sebastian, I-I can't wait any longer!" he breathed out, eyes squeezing shut. His pleasure was cut off by a pressure on the base of his erection. He looked down to see the ribbon he had worn that previous morning tied tightly and even sporting a pretty ribbon, cutting off his orgasm. "W-what? No! I need to cum now!" He begged desperately, gripping onto Sebastian's sweaty body tighter.

"N-Not yet, Ciel," came the slightly uneven voice of Sebastian. "Just wait –mm, a little longer." He groaned, pressing the lithe body closer, losing himself in the pleasure. It had been so long since their sexual activities had this much…emotion to it. So much lust…wanting…Need. Desperation.

"I-I can't, I can't!" He begged, digging his nails into the others back. He shook his head, his previously combed hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. Even still, he rocked his hips against the others, groans and moans of pleasure exchanged.

"Now Ciel," Sebastian began, finger the ribbon as his thrusts slowed down, but still pounding deep and hard. The change of pace made heat rush north and south of Ciel's body, as he opened his eyes to gaze up at the god-like face above him. "Let us orgasm together," Sebastian smirked, removing the ribbon as he kissed him deeply, continuing his slow and deep thrusts until he came deep inside. Ciel came soon after, releasing several long strings of pearly white onto his sweaty chest.

(Sex scene is now over for you pure pansies out there. I believe this might be one of the longest sex scenes I've written in my like five years of writing yaoi. Go figure.)

Both males collapsed instantly, Sebastian barely holding himself up so he didn't crush the fragile body beneath him. He pulled out slowly, using a nearby towel to clean up the mess on ceils chest and to make sure nothing leaked out onto the bed sheets.

Ciel however, was in heaven. The climax he had experienced was better than any he could remember, maybe even his first. His body felt so warm and heavy, he could just…fall asleep. In fact, the idea didn't seem so bad. His eyelids were already closing, and they were much too heavy to keep open. With a soft mutter of the black-haired demons name, he fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.

Sebastian watched the child sleep with a small fond smile, lying down beside him as he covered the both of them with blankets, tucking the small body against his body. With a gentle kiss to the boys' forehead, he too succumbed to sleeps warm embrace.

When the two awoke the next day, they had long missed breakfast, and were well onto lunch. Ciel shifted in the older mans embrace, fluttering his tired blue eyes open. A hand was stroking his hair, signaling that Sebastian was indeed awake. "Good morning, Ciel." He muttered into the boys' ear, resting his chin on a boney shoulder. A small groan was his response, the small arms tightening around him.

"My head is starting to hurt, Sebastian…" he muttered, furrowing his brows. "God, what happened last night? My whole body is sore…" he trailed over, memories of the passionate sex coming back to him. Sebastian could only smirk, trailing his hand down to rest on his bottom, Ciel's' body tensing slightly at the twinge of pain.

"Well, we had gone down to the third class for a small party, you got carried away and got drunk, you make an interesting drunk might I add, and we came back to your room. Upon undressing you for bed, you came onto me and we had passionate sex until we both passed out." Sebastian summed up; making heat crawl onto Ciels' plump cheeks.

"D-Don't be so blunt about," he muttered, laying his cheek against Sebastian's broad chest. Sebastian chuckled, rubbing his upper back gently, relaxing his muscles.

"I believe it's time we got up my lord, we shouldn't spend the day loitering around in bed. You need to eat as well." Ciel whined in protest, tightening his grip.

"But I'm comfterable," he argued, pouting like a spoiled child (correction he is one). Sebastian chuckled, untangling himself from the clingy child.

"As was I, now let us get up."

"Sebastian!"

Ciel Phantomhive was a grumpy child when he was messed up. Waking or moving him whilst he was so comfterable was unacceptable. At the moment, he was ignoring his butler and refused to come in contact with him. (Dressing the grumpy child was hell, I assure you.) Seeing the child in such a disgruntled state made the butler chuckle and shake his head at the childish behavior, but avoid him none the less to lesson his bad mood.

Evening fell upon the ship, and Ciel was taking a stroll around the decks. Leaning against the rail, he looked down upon hearing a loud bang of a door slamming open, and laughter. Jack and rose were happily twirling each other, muttering happily before kissing. Ah, forbidden love, Ciel knew the feeling very well. Either way, he felt happy for her. He noticed how happy the third class boy made her, and that was all that mattered. However…they were in a still acceptable, heterosexual relationship. Even after all the years he had been living as a demon, homosexuality was still gravely looked down upon. He couldn't be happy like her in public. He couldn't kiss Sebastian like that in public…Sebastian…

He was supposed to be mad at him, yet he found himself thinking about him.

He looked up at feeling a hard shake, and gripped the railing for safety, gasping at seeing an enormous iceberg, which the ship had collided into. Oh no. dread instantly attacked his stomach as a large chunk was headed in his direction. He ducked down, "Sebastian!"

There was a breeze, and a loud noise of collision, almost as loud as the ship collision. When he looked up, Sebastian kneeled, checking him for any injuries. "My lord, are you quite alright?" he panted lightly in shock, eyes wide. He gazed up into the concerned gaze of Sebastian, before nodding shakily that he was. With a relieved sigh, Sebastian helped him to his feet, dusting him off.

The two watched as the ships officers hurried about, seeming to be in panic. Then, it suddenly struck Sebastian head on. "The ship is sinking." He muttered, as Ciel looked up in shock.

"What? This ship is unsinkable, it won't sink…!" Dread ate at his insides at the look on Sebastian's face. "Y-You can't be serious…"

"I will never lie to you, my lord."

One hour 59 seconds left.

Once the two had returned to Ciel's room, panic had spread and people were instantly putting their life vests on and getting onto the life boats. Even with the worry in his stomach, Ciel managed to stay calm. His butler wouldn't let anything harm him, even if he couldn't die as easily as before. Sebastian got him into his fur-rimmed coat, making sure the boy was as warm as he could be. Underneath it was a life vest, just to insure that the boy would not drown if anything were to happen. Ciel felt stuffy, he didn't like the feeling at all.

Sebastian cupped his cheeks, making the boy look up at him. Sebastian hesitated, before kissing him softly, making the boys heart flutter. Ciel kissed back just as gently, opening his mouth when a warm tongue probed at his lips. He wrapped his arms around his neck, sucking lightly on the tongue that explored his mouth. When the two pulled away, they were connected but a small string of saliva.

"S-Sebastian?"

"Even with my position sir," he muttered softly, gripping the small boys' hands gently in his larger ones. "I will protect you until the day our lives cease to exist, even then I shall protect you, and even if this body dies I will not leave your side." The words made a blush creep onto the pale cheeks, and Ciel smiled a real smile.

"I don't know if I have ever told you how I felt Sebastian, but I believe now is a good time…" he muttered, intertwining their fingers. "I love you, even if you are my butler and a man." He said firmly, making the butler smile at the sincerity.

"I love you too, my lord."

"Ciel, when we're alone, call me by my name." he muttered softly, as the butler kissed his forehead.

"Alright then, Ciel now come, we have to get you onto the life boats at once." He clicked open his pocket watch, frowning.

"We have wasted much too much time," he whispered, glancing up as the lights flickered. "Come Ciel," he said urgently, gripping the child's hand as the two made their way calmly to the boats. They were going to go as gentlemen, not wild, desperate animals. People of all classes were running and screaming like madmen, desperately trying to get onto the boats.

Forty-five minutes 32 seconds left

"-children!" was all Sebastian heard, and he knew that was where Ciel needed to go. He tugged the boy over, gasping as the ship began to go under water, looking down worriedly; he saw water beginning to rise up.

"I have a child!" he called out, making Ciel glare and squeeze his hand tightly. He glanced down at the boy with a small smirk, as a crew member instantly lifted him up from under his arms and placed him in the ship. As Sebastian was going to climb in as well, the crewmember pushed him back.

"Only women and children!" he snapped, Sebastian's' eyes narrowed. He did not want to leave the boy alone.

"W-What?" Ciel asked shakily, "no I won't go without you Sebastian!" he cried out, reaching out and grabbing onto the butlers jacket. "You promised you wouldn't leave my side," he said desperately.

20 minutes, 18 seconds left

The ship was going under fast, and Sebastian looked at the man separating him from his lover. "Sir, I am all my master has left, I cannot leave him alone, he is but a child. He has no family to care for him." The crewmember was hesitant, seeing all the women and children being separated from their husbands and fathers. But they had their mothers and siblings, apparently this boy had no one.

"Fine, get on." He'd allow this one to slip. Sebastian climbed on, sitting down as the young earl wrapped his arms around him tightly, sighing softly. However, as they were being lowered, they began having problems. The boat swayed because of the sinking ship, and they nearly caved over. Women and children screamed as Ciel only tightened his grip.

10 minutes, 12 seconds left

Officers and the few men allowed on rowed the boat away, as Sebastian rubbed the boys back, both peering up at the ship that cracked in have. Dread once more attacked Ciel's insides, thinking about all the poor women, children, and men that were dying or were going to die in the chilly waters. Sebastian covered the boy's eyes, grimacing.

"Don't look Ciel," he whispered lightly, "you shouldn't see…" the small body rocked with light shivers, and he felt himself become dizzy and sick. Sebastian rocked him gently, shushing him. With time, the boy drifted off at the silence that hung about the ship.

0 seconds left

The people on the boats could now only wait. Wait to die…or wait for a miracle that had yet to show itself. The very next morning, the boat found itself drifting up to a ship. The Carpathia allowed the poor souls of the shipwreck to climb aboard and resort themselves. When Ciel woke up, the ship was sailing into New York. He unwrapped himself from the blanket he was provided with and stood in the rain, gazing up at the statue of liberty. An umbrella was placed about his head, as he looked up.

Sebastian smiled down at him, as he weakly smiled back. "Welcome to America, Ciel."

Ciel opened his eyes, sitting down on his bed. How fast the day had passed, although he did spend the majority of it in his memories. His thoughts were interrupted by the black-haired professor, making his way into the room and closing the door behind him. Ciel stood, hugging the demon tightly, catching him off guard.

"My lord?"

"I love you, Sebastian..." he muttered, nuzzling his face into his chest. "no matter how I act around you, I love you." Sebastian's expression softened, as he wrapped his arms around the small waist.

"I love you too, Ciel."

And there you have it folks. 16 pages, 8,400 or so words. :I I don't really care if you like the movie or not, I do and it was relevant being Ciel and Sebastian live forever, I thought it would be kind of cute and ironic. I hope the non-haters enjoyed it, and if you are a hater, meh, I don't know why you read until the end, it's not like I tied you down and forced you to do so.