shimyaku (shimyaku) wrote in no_true_pair, @ 2009-06-01 00:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | ! 2009 kinks challenge, author: shimyaku, fandom: kuroshitsuji, pairing: ciel/sebastian |
Honey on the Tongue [Kuroshitsuji, Sebastian/Ciel]
Title: Honey on the Tongue
Author: shimyaku
Fandom: Kuroshitsuji
Pairing/characters: Sebastian/Ciel
Rating: PG13
Warnings: kissis, and narky!Ciel
Prompt: Sebastian and Ciel enjoy morning wakeup sex
A/N: Well, the 'sex' didn't quite happen... but there's tea instead. 8D
The Young Master would curse him, Sebastian knew, but there was little that could stop him from teasing the boy whenever such an opportune time presented itself. And indeed, what time was better than when he arrived to spring morning upon the still dozing Lord, his body and mind so temptingly vulnerable in sleep.
Flinging back the heavy velvet curtains with a mere flick of his wrist, Sebastian took the silver tray back in hand from where he'd temporarily placed it on the dresser, balancing it perfectly on one gloved hand as he transferred it to his Master's bedside table. Ciel was just beginning to stir as he readied the tea he'd prepared only minutes earlier, turning to the boy once he'd finally made the effort to sit upright on the bed.
"Do you wish for honey along with your tea, Young Master?"
Ciel nodded wearily, clearing his throat before answering vocally as his usual manners would dictate. "Honey would be welcome, Sebastian."
The butler nodded as he went about pouring tea for the boy, china teapot tilting expertly within his white-gloved hands, the aroma of the morning's chosen tea wafting up from the cup and dispersing into the surrounding room. He placed the pot gently back onto the silver tray, gathering the cup's matching plate and dutifully passing the set to the Young Master's outstretched hands.
The boy lifted the proffered cup from it's saucer with his delicate grasp, taking the daintiest of sips before placing the crockery back on it's tray, his eyes suddenly narrowing with cold irritation.
"Sebastian," he barked, voice still husky from sleep. "You asked me directly if I should like honey with my tea. I answered yes. Could you now explain the reason for it's absence?"
"But of course, my Lord. I questioned if you should like honey with your tea, you answered yes, and indeed I have the honey right here."
"But?" Ciel was getting impatient, fists already clenching at his sides.
"But, my Lord, it was not specified at any point that the honey would be given in the tea."
"And how exactly was it intended that I get my honey?"
The butler's chuckle rose up from deep in his chest, a smile spreading over his lips. With a small step forward he lowered himself to balance on one knee before the sleep-disheveled boy, a gloved hand reaching forth to gently caress the delicate face. He then took the jaw between his thumb and forefinger, gently maneuvering Ciel's head to tilt upward just a little.
"Like this of course, Young Master."
Pulling the boy's head forward to meet his own, Sebastian pressed his lips to those of his Master, using his tongue to force the thin lips open and accept his kiss. Ciel growled a moment, his attempts to pull himself away proving futile, before eventually giving in to the insistent touch against him. He gasped as the demon's tongue tangled insistently with his own, the divinely sweet taste of honey suddenly bursting within his mouth.
Ciel growled again, though this time the sound was laced with something that might have been pleasure, even if he'd never admit it was so. Leaning his weight forward he pressed more intently into the kiss, tongue seeking out that flavour he so desired, plundering every crevice of his servant's mouth with fervour.
The butler finally, reluctantly, forced himself to withdraw from the boy's perfect mouth, tongue running teasingly over his lips to catch whatever sweetened taste remained there.
"Oh, you do so make me hunger, Young Master," he purred, only able to grin at the sight of the Phantomhive Lord at that moment - lips slightly apart, skin flushed, chest visibly rising and falling beneath his thin nightgown...
How positively delicious. He looked good enough to eat.