Fundamentally Human
Little White Shadows
Chapter 2:
Sebastian's PoV
It was a rush to be sure. Sampling so many emotions at once. As Sebastian took his leave, heading for the kitchens his body positively vibrated with the savory flavor of his master's confusion - tart, frustration - spicy, anger - sour, even.... Sorrow?.... Bittersweet.... The last one lingered longer than he'd have liked and he considered turning back if only to elicit something more appetizing from the tormented boy. Suddenly it occurred to him that the faintest hint of longing had also been present. Now this was something to be prodded at. For if he could have his way and have it be of his master's accord, then he could not be penalized....
He wavered naught. His mind was made up and though it may possibly require almost the same level of endurance as awaiting the young earl's soul had consumed, but tasting these pieces of his emotions seemed the only way to quell his raging hunger...
Sebastian rounded the corner into the drawing room once more. His face unreadable. It took only moments for him to capture Ciel's endless blue eyes, and only moments more before he had the smaller demon pinned against the stone wall of the room. His breath heated and slithering across pale flesh. Tongue tracing the nape of Ciel's neck. The boy froze, fear ridden, not accustomed to the boldness of his servant. A jolt of pure physical instinct took hold of the innocent figure, throbbing against his will...
Delight bubbled up in the form of an eager pressure against Ciel's left thigh. Sebastian pulled away just as suddenly as he'd pounced, and was gone, satiated for the time being and far more confident things would be going his way...
Ciel's PoV
The petulance was etched, neatly as stone upon the younger demon's face. His orders had been carried out with the utmost of precision. As was expected, not a crumb displaced. That did not seem to discourage Ciel from taking his aggravation out upon Sebastian through the duration of his meal. "My my... Is that a smudge I detect upon the sugar spoon?!"His often cruel smile pulled at the corners of his lips and before he'd thought twice about his actions the spoon was skittering haphazardly across the rich marble flooring of the dining hall.
Blood boiling, his eyes roved the table, settling on his main course which consisted of some strange cutlet that made his mouth water in anticipation of every bite. The garnish of stewed vegetables placed artistically with culinary grace. Somehow unsettled by the sight of it he shoved it away idly . A new sugar spoon had almost materialized right before his eyes, along with a new cup of tea, the previous one had already been dismissed from the table having become too chilled within the few moments of his tantrum. This pleased him deeply, after Sebastian's little display of dominance in the drawing room, the young master wanted more than anything to regain his footing. More volatile than ever his moods shifted with silky ease from bad to worse with no real end in sight.
"A calming lavender young master. You seem tense..." It was clearly a ruse to rile him. Ciel was silent for several moments before taking the bait. With the flick of his wrist, he flipped his hand to the side clipping the dainty cup right off it's saucer. The sweet beverage splashed the butler's polished shoes just as he caught the cup in time to save it from shattering. "Then perhaps something with a touch of spice then? My lord?" The offer was brimming with the dark haired man's bemusement. as he turned on his heel theatrically to fetch more tea. He motioned to one of the general servants who nodded in understanding and leaving the room to seek a rag to mop the tea with.
Ciel fidgeted in his seat. Ill content at heart as he gazed lazily at the steam furling up from the fine tea on the floor. Wispy shapes weaving a tale of something never to be tasted. Wasted. Ghostly little white shadows danced about, taunting his imagination. Little white terrors playing devilish tricks... Singing little songs of temptation... Ciel shook his head abruptly, cursing the stars he'd let his mind wander so far away in a matter of moments. Allowing his consciousness to wander was not by any means safe... Especially with the searing trail Sebastian's tongue had imprinted upon his memory.....
A/N: Delicious no?! ^.^ I know it's short but I hope to have another chapter out by the end of today! I shall reply to any reviews when I post tonight! Happy reading all! :3