TheDeathOfShadowLink

Ciel's POV:

"How did it turn out like this?" I thought, looking down at myself. "An earl such as myself should never have to adorn the outlet of a mere servant."

"W-What do you desire... master?" I muttered through clenched teeth. Sebastian smirked. He was enjoying this. A bit too much. I made a mental note to punish him once this was all over.

"I'd like a spot of tea," Sebastian said nonchalantly, "And perhaps some cheesecake." I bowwed slightly, putting a hand over my chest.

"Very well, master," I said obeyingly, "I shall inform Baldroy, and--"

"No," Sebastian interrupted, "I would like it to be hand made by you." Ehh?! If I wasn't used to Sebastian's ridiculous behavior, my jaw would have dropped. Fortunately, I managed to keep a straight face.

"But, master, something made by me wouldn't be the best of quality," I tried to convince Sebastian, but to no prevail. In the end, I had to bake him a raspberry cheesecake. And although I earnestly tried my very best, it proved to not be enough.

"What is this?" Sebastian looked confused when he saw the 'cake', "Certainly this isn't the dessert you decided to present me with."

"I-I had no choice," I stuttered, "This was the best one, so..." I nervously placed the tray in front of Sebastian. A timid blush formed on my cheeks as he stared down at my best attempt at baking.

"Well, aren't you going to feed me?" He's actually going to eat it?! "I'm awfully hungry, you know." Liar. Demons don't get hungry.

I sighed. Sebastian would be angry if I told him I didn't want to, so I reluctantly obliged to his bizzare conditions. I picked up the silver spoon, and scooped dome of the horrid cake into it. I carefully moved the bite up to Sebastian's lips. "What are you doing?" He asked.

"What does it look like?" I forced myself to smile despite the anger coursing through my veins, "I'm feeding you. Like you wanted."

"This isn't what I wanted," Sebastian stated, "Not even close to what I wanted." Suddenly, my hand that was holding the spoon was grabbed. He swiftly turned it around and forced the bite into my mouth! The thing tasted terrible. It felt like it was stinging my taste buds.

"W-What's the meaning of this, Sebastian?!" I struggled to speak, my mouth still full.

"It's just what it looks like," he said emotionlessly, "You're feeding me." With those words, Sebastian's lips collided with mine. His forceful tongue made it's way into my mouth. My eyes opened wide as I tried to take in the situation. However I could hardly think. Sebastian's tongue began moving around, lapping up every bit of cake. I shakily placed my hands on Sebastian's broad chest, and pushed as hard as I could. With some struggle, I pushed him away.

"Ciel," Sebastian breathed, "You're not disobeying your master, are you?" The look in Sebastian's eyes scared me. It was so intimidating, it made me cringe. Why on Earth did I agree to this??? "Well," Sebastian glanced over at the time, "I still have a few more hours of being the master. We should at least have some fun first."

"And what do you mean by that?" I asked, feeling slightly repalled.

My question was answered almost immediately. Sebastian wrapped his large fingers around the buldge in my pants. I felt the warmth rise to my cheeks. "Did he notice my boner?" I thought, feeling worried. "Of course he did, idiot."

"S-Sebastian," embarrassingly, my voice came out as a quiet whimper, "What are you-- aah!" Sebastian squeezed me tightly. My breath became ragged, and a smile spread across Sebastian's handsome face.

"Your reactions are so cute," Sebastian said, grinning, "It makes me so horny."

"S-Stop this... Sebastian," I panted, "I don't... L-like this." Although my words were saying 'no', my rock hard member disagreed. Without warning, I was suddenly scooped uo into Sebastian's strong arms. I felt my blush getting heavier as Sebastian's hot breath hit my ear.

"How great would it be if I took you right here in your desk?" Sebastian asked, causing me to scoff.

"You wouldn't..." I challenged

"Oh, I would."

With those simple words, I was soon sprawled out over the top of my own desk. The papers shifted underneath me as I desperately squirmed to get away. My slim wrists were being held behind my head by one of Sebastian's hands, while the other found it's way to the buckle of my pants. I heard a quick clank of me tel and a zipping noise, before my pants and boxxers were tugged down to my ankles.

"Wow, you're so tight," Sebastian observed as he slid a long finger inside of me, "It's so enticing."

I moaned as his finger dug it's way even deeper inside my hole. "Aah!" I could feel my arse getting wetter, "I-It's too much!"

"What?" Sebastian asked me as if he hasn't heard me, "You want more?" Without waiting for my reply, Sebastian quickly slid out his finger, and slammed in a second. I gasped from shock. It hurts, I though. This hurts so badly. After a few minutes if this near unbearable pain, Sebastian roughly pulled out.

"Ready for the real thing?" Sebastian asked playfully, "I'm pretty big though. And I don't want you to start crying on me."

"D-Don't mock me," I cried out in the toughest voice I could muster, "Like something as small as yours would hur--"

I was interrupted by a sudden surge of pain. I allowed myself to scream, trying to relieve the throbbing sensation. I strained my neck to look down at the source of this torment.

"So, this doesn't hurt?" Sebastian was grinning slyly, "Funny. Your reaction made it sound really painful." I had the perfect retort, but before I could say it, Sebastian began thrusting relentlessly.

"Aah! I-I can't take much more!" I began shaking, "I-I need to...to release!"

"You're such a spoiled child," Sebastian said with a sigh, "Weren't you ever taught manners?"

"F-Fine!" I yelled, "P-Please?!"

"Not good enough."

I grimaced. I never thought in a million years I would gave to say this to my servant. "Please..." I said in a desperate manner, "Please m-make me cum." In leu of a response, Sebastian reached down and started stroking my erection. He started off slowly, but gradually sped up. Sebastian matched his thrusts to the speed of his strokes, and I could feel myself on the verge of my climax. "Mmmmyaah!" I moaned loudly in sync with the white liquid spurting out of me, onto Sebastian's still clothed chest. Sebastian came soon after, filling me to the rim with his sweet, sweet seed. All strength left my body, and I collapsed back onto the desk. I was dizzy with ecstasy. I surrendered myself to Sebastian. For the next hour and a half we indulged in sensual pleasures, making harsh love to each other.

When I woke up the next morning, I was tucked in tightly to bed. A candle was lit on my bedside table, gently illuminating the room. I was fully dressed in my silk pajamas, and my hair was wet, as though I had taken a bath. However when I sat up, a horrid pain coursed throughout my hips. I let out a yelp of pain.

"Is something the matter, Bocchan**?" (**Bocchan means 'young master' for those who don't know) Sebastian entered the room, his usual smile plastered on his face. I turned my head away. I didn't want him to see my embarrassment. "Are you sore?" Sebastian asked, moving closer to me, "If you're sore, I could apply some ointment. Roll over and pull down your trousers."

"As if, baka," (baka means 'idiot') I spat, feeling annoyed, "This is your fault."

"Oh, is it?" Sebastian's expression softened a bit, "I humbly apologize, Bocchan."

"...you planned this, didn't you?" I asked. Sebastian didn't say anything. He just stood there smiling.