Morning Wood
Have a Taste
Chapter 5: Have a Taste
Ciel woke the next morning in a compromising position indeed. He found his wrists and ankles were bound to the bedposts, and he was covered in a sticky substance."What in the bloody hell…"
"It is lemon glaze, my lord." The demon was sitting between his master's legs, calmly spreading more of the stuff over his chest.
"Do you really think that's what I'm asking? Why am I tied up in this disgraceful way?"
"Funny, sir… your mouth objects, but I can see another part of your anatomy that is quite enjoying itself."
Ciel glanced down at his traitorous cock, which was straining at the underwear that had been mercifully left on him. "That is beside the point! You…"
"I was told to do as I would for my pleasure. This is what I would do." Sebastian set aside the bowl of glaze and the pastry brush, and planted his face squarely in the center of his young master's chest, beginning to lick the stuff off with an insistent tongue. He paused for a moment, hooded eyes gazing up at his master. "This, among many other things."
The sensation of his butler's tongue on his bare skin made Ciel suddenly hot between his legs. He knew if Sebastian glanced down he would see a wet spot beginning to form on the boy's underwear. If we were found like this…
"Don't worry, my lord." Sebastian whispered, as if reading his master's mind. "I have sent the rest of the servants to help make arrangements for the ball at Norwich House this evening. They will be occupied for the entire day…"
That velvet tongue suddenly dragged its way down the young lord's midsection, stopping just shy of his waist. "…as will we." Ciel shuddered in anticipation. Damn it, I can't deny that I want this…
Sebastian licked his way back up to his master's sweet pale neck, sucked on the delicate skin for a moment, and then kissed him full on the mouth. The young earl found himself transfixed by the way his butler took control of his mouth, and the taste of the glaze which lingered on the demon's tongue. Ciel felt like melting. This is only the second time we've kissed… he realized. He wanted to wrap his arms around his butler, run his fingers through his hair, embrace him properly… but of course he was completely restrained. He let a small moan escape his lips, thrusting his hips out a little, hoping he could convey what he felt through that.
Sebastian removed the dressing gown which was the only thing he'd been wearing, revealing his considerable erection. He rubbed it against his young lord's glaze-coated belly, picking up some of the sticky stuff on its tip.
"Would you care for a taste, my lord?" He held out his glaze-covered prick invitingly.
Another time Ciel might have tried to take back the initiative, or reprimanded the demon for his crudeness. Now he just opened his mouth willingly to receive his treat… He's bloody well taming me! But Ciel did not care. He took the delicious morsel into his mouth and sucked for all he was worth, tasting the sweet, slightly tangy flavor of the lemon glaze mixed with the salt of the demon's skin, reveling in his butler's low, throaty moans.
Ciel felt his butler's cock go heavy in his mouth, felt the beginning pulses of his orgasm… but suddenly Sebastian pulled back. The young lord raised his head, questioningly. The demon was binding himself up again. "You will have your social obligations to fulfill at the ball tonight, my lord, and I will not be able to touch you. I would prefer to have something to remember you by while we are apart." Ciel stared up at his butler, unable to speak. Somehow it seemed so… sweet. Oh, hell! I think I must be going soft in the head… but no amount of rationalizing could stop that melting feeling in his heart. Oh, Sebastian…
But Sebastian was not done yet. "Now, to clean you properly, my lord…"
And Ciel's torso was under full assault by the demon's tongue. The glaze had thoroughly dried by now, and Sebastian had to scrape at it quite vigorously to get it off. He was more than equal to the task. Ciel whimpered and mewled ignominiously as his butler tongued and sucked his way across the young lord's belly, up to his sensitive nipples, removing the glaze around them in ever-tightening circles and giving each nipple special attention, then back down the other side, stopping at his groin, which was still housed in his underthings.
A long, elegant finger trailed its way along the top of his cock, from base to tip, tracing the shape of it through the pants. Sebastian grasped the erect member and shifted his position so that he lay side-by-side with his master, lips nuzzling the young man's ear. "Remember, my lord…" he breathed, as he continued to fondle the young earl's cock. " ..at the ball tonight… you must do what you must do… and I have my duties as well… but foremost of all my duties is to you… and I will be thinking of you… I will be burning for you…. my pain is for you… as is my pleasure."
Ciel did not realize how close he had been to cumming until, with a subtle movement of his butler's hand, he felt the spunk come pouring out of him. It soaked his underthings immediately and made a wet spot on the bed. He thrust up into the demon's hand, feeling the delightful aftershocks of it, moaning wantonly. "… Sebastian… "
Sebastian struggled not to cum himself as he felt his young lord's hot juices soaking through the cloth onto his hand. Oh, my lord, you dirty yourself so beautifully….
Ciel felt an uncomfortable sensation suddenly accost him. "Sebastian?"
"My lord?"
"I do not mind being tied up. Truly I do not. I'm actually quite enjoying this."
"I am happy I could satisfy you, my lord."
Ciel blushed prettily. "…but I need to piss right now. Please untie me quickly."
The demon's eyes took on an odd look. "My lord, I have a favour to ask."
A/N: If you hadn't already guessed, chapter 6 will contain water sports. There will be a big fat bold warning at the top for those who didn't read this note. If the idea of urine play makes you feel squicky, skip to Chapter 7 (when it's up). You will not miss any plot.