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When Ciel became a demon, Sebastian had worried he would never get to indulge ever again. But fate had a funny way of working out in the end.
It took a while to realize that the contract had changed for the both of them. Since Sebastian could no longer eat Ciel’s soul, he had to be compensated somehow. So the contract molded itself to create an equal footing for both of them. After all, what good was a contract without some form of recompense?
It was the first day of Autumn that they found out what had happened. Sebastian no longer had to obey Ciel’s orders. As it turned out, Ciel was the one who had to obey Sebastian’s. Sebastian and Ciel realized that during Spring and Summer, the contract was as it was before Ciel lost his soul.
But during Autumn and Winter, their roles reversed, and Sebastian was the master. When they noticed the change, Sebastian was quick to adapt. He had Ciel tell the other servants that he and Sebastian would be taking a long vacation and now they were in Sebastian’s house in hell. Ciel couldn’t leave even if he had full control of his actions.
So now here they were, Sebastian having some much needed time to indulge.
“I hate you, you know.”
Aww, Ciel. Even though he had to obey everything Sebastian said, he was still not afraid to say such biting words. Sebastian smirked and petted the boy’s hair. Ciel cringed but could not move from the floor. Sebastian rested on the armchair above him, sipping at the tea. As he petted Ciel’s locks, he was careful not to move the cat ear headband that he had the boy wear.
“Really, my boy. Is it so bad? I could’ve asked you to work night and day. Make you drain every last bit of energy from that body. Instead, I simply ask you to look pretty for me and let me pet you. Frankly, I think I make a much kinder master than you ever did.”
Ciel growled in a very uncatlike manner.
“As soon as I get control back and can order you around, you will wish you were never born.”
“That’s fine. Just keep in mind that should you retaliate, I may do so as well when it’s my turn,” Sebastian sipped his tea, “You have made me very hungry for so long, my boy. It’s only fair I get to eat in some way, is it not?”
“To think I once figured you a terrifying demon. It turns out you’re just a pervert.”
“Are you trying to make me angry, my boy? Would you like me to punish you? I can escort us back to the mansion right now. Have you reveal yourself in this outfit to all the servants. Make you say the most lewd things about how you are mine. If that is what you desire?”
There was a pause, “It’s not about what I want, is it?”
Sebastian petted him again and smiled.
“As quick to learn as always, my boy. Come sit on my lap.”
Ciel paused, as if fighting this demand. But the seal would burn until he listened, as Sebastian knew all too well. The boy blushed madly as he straddled himself on Sebastian’s lap, refusing to look the demon in the eye. The tail must’ve been uncomfortable to move around in. Sebastian kissed Ciel’s bare neck, the smell of the boy driving his hunger into overdrive.
“You are mine, Ciel Phatomhive. I will make the time I have to indulge worthwhile for both of us. I can’t stop Spring from coming, but I can enjoy myself while you are…..my….good….boy.” And then he kissed his lips.