His Valet de Chambre
But Duty, Duty Must Be Done!
Chapter 6: But duty, duty must be done!
Ciel leaned his head back as he felt the wetness of his butler's mouth engulf his member. He inhaled slowly, putting forth a great effort to control his breathing. Sebastian could not know how much he was already enjoying this.
As his butler's tongue began to wrap itself around him, running up and down the shaft, Ciel's control slipped for a moment in spite of all his efforts. He let out a horribly embarrassing moan, and thrust himself against the demon's mouth wantonly.
The earl glanced down to see his butler's smoldering gaze on him from below. He could see the spot at which Sebastian's lips wrapped around his cock. The sight did not do anything for his self-control. He let the moans continue - there was nothing to be done about it now. He must not let himself say his butler's name, though, however he longed to...
Bocchan's moans were music to Sebastian's ears. He strengthened the suction on his master's member and cupped his balls, listening with relish to the beautiful noises coming from the master's lips.
Ciel wanted... needed... to say his demon's name. He wanted to scream it, as he felt his most intimate area being caressed by his butler's mouth. He could not simply wantonly scream Sebastian's name like some giddy schoolgirl. No, that would not do, but...
"Sebastian, suck harder. Swallow it, Sebastian. Swallow my cock down your throat." Ciel grasped the back of his butler's head and pushed Sebastian down over his cock, thrusting himself as deep inside as possible.
Sebastian felt himself grow rock-hard inside his pants as the earl callously pushed his head down. He deep-throated bocchan's cock, delightedly swallowing the tip, just as he had been instructed. Oh, master...
Ciel continued to fuck his butler's mouth mercilessly, shoving his cock as far in as it could go. Finally, with a husky moan, he discharged his load down Sebastian's throat as he continued to push his butler's head down onto him. "Swallow it, Sebastian! Swallow my cum. Swallow it all!"
Sebastian lapped up every drop of his master's hot cum as it spilled down his throat, licking up the sides and swirling his tongue around the head, cleaning the young lord's cock with utmost care and dedication.
Ciel grasped a handful of his butler's hair and pulled his head back, staring directly into his eyes with that steady blue gaze. Sebastian felt giddy pleasure shudder through his demon soul. Such a commanding master ...
"Now get out of my sight, vermin."
Sebastian fixed his gaze directly onto his master's exposed eye. His voice was low and rough with desire, or something darker. "Yes, my lord."
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Left alone, Ciel hunched forward in his chair and began to shake uncontrollably. Sebastian... Oh, how he wanted to call him back, to embrace him, to offer to service his butler in return. Oh, Sebastian... Ciel reached down and touched his flagging erection, remembering the feel of Sebastian's mouth around him, remembering the sight of Sebastian's lips enveloping his shaft, those smoldering eyes gazing up at him. A tear fell from his exposed left eye onto the back of his hand. It was red. Ciel frowned. What on earth... He got up and moved toward a mirror. Everything looked normal. His eye seemed fine. Ciel sighed. He threw himself onto his bed, fully dressed, and collapsed into fitful sleep.
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Sebastian's room was the largest in the servants' quarters, as befitted his position, but it was almost entirely bare. The size of the room only served to underscore the stark feel of it. Sebastian did not see his ascetic sleeping quarters, though, as he lay on the bed grasping his raging hard-on. He saw Ciel, bowed up over the chair, head thrown back, incoherent moans slipping from his sweet lips. He felt Ciel's small hand pushing his head down cruelly. He heard Ciel giving him filthy, brutal orders to swallow, swallow it all... "Oh Ciel..." With just the slightest friction from his hand, the demon's breath quickened as he gasped out his master's name, and Sebastian was cumming. His hot jism spilled all over his belly and his upper thighs. He kept pumping, milking himself of the last few drops, glorying in the dirty feel of soiling himself with his own cum. "You did this to me… My Lord" he whispered huskily.
A/N: Yay, it's a proper lemon! Hope you enjoyed it!
Update: Chapter 7 is totally rewritten, about 2x as long as before, 100x as sexy, and ready for upload next Thursday. It is everything a grand finale should be, so I am no longer in doubting mode (sorry if I sounded a bit pathetic before, but thanks for the encouragement! :) Now I am in the mode of muahahahaha, kneel before me, minions! Kneel before me and squee! XD This is gonna be soooo worth it.