Fanfiction: "Trifling Sweets" - Sebastian/Ciel
Fandom: Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler)
Pairing: Sebastian Michaelis/ Ciel Phantomhive
Rating: PG
Warnings: WTF-ish ness, and fail writing attempt
Summary: His young master, could be so petulant some times...
Author's Note: Something I just wrote up in the span of 20 minutes while brainstorming for sketches.
Trifling Sweets
Such a busy day...
He hustled around the kitchen frantically gathering the young master's snacks. He pushed his hair back from his face in frustration as the gardener came flying into the room in a fit. The gardener cried loudly about how the young master might give him a triple ice cream were he to see the disaster known as the prized apple orchard and rose garden. With a clap on the man's gloved palms, the servant's cries quelled and his posture stiffened.
"Make sure not to mix up the pesticide and fertilizer. Tend the soil gently, and for heaven's sake don't do any bush sculpting!" his tone was low and calm and a frown was upon his face. The gardener saluted and ran back outdoors fearing his superior's wrath. The man heaved a sigh of annoyance and straightened his tie. Frowning further, he pulls his pocket watch out. He was a minute behind schedule. This just would not do. He picked up the tray filled with a myraid of different sweets carefully and delicately made with care, and proceeded toward the exit.
Entering the salon where he knew the young master to be, he found it empty. Bewildered he walked foward tray balanced on three fingers as was proper etiquette, looking for his dark haired pale young master. As he was passing the assumed to be empty sette he was tugged by his tie down to eye level of a young boy sporting a most mischevious smirk. The tray of sweets falling from his hands. The boy had raven black unruly hair and hazel nut eyes that sometimes looked crimson in certain lights. His clothing attire consisted of a simple waist coat, long sleeved white button down shirt, khaki shorts, a lace ascot adorning the thin neck, knee high black socks with matching garters, and simple heeled shoes.
Aoishitsuji - Version I by ~RaeKitsune on deviantART
"Young Master, you shouldn't do such things. Now look at this mess. You are twelves years of age. Now the cakes shall stain the carpet and be most annoying to clean."
The boy's eyes close and he cocks his head just so to the side. His smirk conceals his true desires. He leans slightly closer, tugging the man further, and whispers, "Forget the sweets, I rather dislike them anyhow."
The man's countenance drops into disapproval, and he proceeds to attempt reprimanding the boy, "Young Mast-"
The boy's smirk widens, and his lashes lower to partially conceal his eyes, "The name is Sebastian and I do believe I have told you upon numerous occasions to call me as such, isn't that right, Ciel?"
Ciel shakes his head in exasperation.
"Young Master you know I am not allowed to call you by name as someone of my standing.
"That may be true, but I ordered you to, nor do I care about such trifling laws and social code."
Sebastian's tiny hand reaches up to touch Ciel's face and wrenches off his eye patch. Beneath the eye patch a contract glows evilly. The proof of his demon lineage. Ciel grasps the tiny fragile hand and debates in his head whether he should shatter it or if he should just push it away and replace the eye patch. Sebastian makes the decision as he releases Ciel's face to switch hold on Ciel's tie to the other hand. With his now free left hand Sebastian slides the tip of his middle finger into his mouth to latch onto the end of a black glove. With a tug he pulls the glove off revealing a black tattoo like mark that matches the symbol in Ciel's eye. The symbol of their bond.
Sebastian holds his hand up to Ciel's eye level and proclaims, "I am your master, as such you will obey every command I give you. I command you to call my name."
"Now, Young Master, you know I can no-"
"That is an order Ciel."
Ciel's eye ached at the resistance he garnered. Eventually he sighed, closed his eyes and drooped his head. When his sapphire eyes reopened they shone with a brilliant purple glow as if his eyes were a twilight sky.
"Yes, my lord...Sebastian."
Sebastian smirked. "That's better."
With a sharp tug he pulled a shocked Ciel towards him and brushed his lips against the man's.
Ciel's eyes widened in shock and a rouge tainted his cheeks.
"Young Master! You shouldn't do that. It is most inappropriate!"
Sebastian's eyes narrow, " I believe I ordered you to call me by my name, did I not?"
Ciel's eyes widened and he looks away, the red branching to his pierced ears..
"You did."
"Obey me then."
"Yes, my lord...Sebastian"
"Again!"
"My lo-"
"Without the title."
"..Seba..stian."
"Better. Now, back to what I was doing." Sebastian leans foward, lips mere inches from Ciel's, but Ciel pulls his head away and turns it to the side.
"Young Ma-"
"Ah."
He sighs.
"Sebastian. You mustn't do such things. You are the head of the prestigious Michaelis family, and as such, should not do this. It is also illegal might I remind you."
Sebastian's Cheshire grin didn't fade as he simply shrugged, "I don't care," and pulled the man in for a much longer and passionate kiss. Ciel's struggles stopped and he gave in to his master's wants.
The sweets lie forgotten on the ground, seeping into the carpet.
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So yeah, I switched their positions 8B. For some reason I recently had a dream that Sebastian was the twelve year old master of the household and Ciel was the demon butler. Thus, resulting in this. Sketches are coming.
In my mind, Sebastian would still be cunning and devious, and still plan to break all kinds of laws. Especially the anti-gay law ^-^. Kid!Seba would totally dominate Butler!Ciel any day of the year. Even with Ciel as a demon. Also this Sebastian doesn't like sweets as much either.
My imagination is kind of fail for how Ciel would be so I tried keeping him the same with hints of Sebastian's butler mannerisms. His reactions were ripped from the doujinshis I've read.
I wonder how many people will read this crap?
This was written in about 20 minutes while brainstorming sketches.
I wonder how many people figured out the young master was Sebastian before it even said his name? I left at least three hints. See if you can find them.
Pairing: Sebastian Michaelis/ Ciel Phantomhive
Rating: PG
Warnings: WTF-ish ness, and fail writing attempt
Summary: His young master, could be so petulant some times...
Author's Note: Something I just wrote up in the span of 20 minutes while brainstorming for sketches.
Trifling Sweets
Such a busy day...
He hustled around the kitchen frantically gathering the young master's snacks. He pushed his hair back from his face in frustration as the gardener came flying into the room in a fit. The gardener cried loudly about how the young master might give him a triple ice cream were he to see the disaster known as the prized apple orchard and rose garden. With a clap on the man's gloved palms, the servant's cries quelled and his posture stiffened.
"Make sure not to mix up the pesticide and fertilizer. Tend the soil gently, and for heaven's sake don't do any bush sculpting!" his tone was low and calm and a frown was upon his face. The gardener saluted and ran back outdoors fearing his superior's wrath. The man heaved a sigh of annoyance and straightened his tie. Frowning further, he pulls his pocket watch out. He was a minute behind schedule. This just would not do. He picked up the tray filled with a myraid of different sweets carefully and delicately made with care, and proceeded toward the exit.
Entering the salon where he knew the young master to be, he found it empty. Bewildered he walked foward tray balanced on three fingers as was proper etiquette, looking for his dark haired pale young master. As he was passing the assumed to be empty sette he was tugged by his tie down to eye level of a young boy sporting a most mischevious smirk. The tray of sweets falling from his hands. The boy had raven black unruly hair and hazel nut eyes that sometimes looked crimson in certain lights. His clothing attire consisted of a simple waist coat, long sleeved white button down shirt, khaki shorts, a lace ascot adorning the thin neck, knee high black socks with matching garters, and simple heeled shoes.
Aoishitsuji - Version I by ~RaeKitsune on deviantART
"Young Master, you shouldn't do such things. Now look at this mess. You are twelves years of age. Now the cakes shall stain the carpet and be most annoying to clean."
The boy's eyes close and he cocks his head just so to the side. His smirk conceals his true desires. He leans slightly closer, tugging the man further, and whispers, "Forget the sweets, I rather dislike them anyhow."
The man's countenance drops into disapproval, and he proceeds to attempt reprimanding the boy, "Young Mast-"
The boy's smirk widens, and his lashes lower to partially conceal his eyes, "The name is Sebastian and I do believe I have told you upon numerous occasions to call me as such, isn't that right, Ciel?"
Ciel shakes his head in exasperation.
"Young Master you know I am not allowed to call you by name as someone of my standing.
"That may be true, but I ordered you to, nor do I care about such trifling laws and social code."
Sebastian's tiny hand reaches up to touch Ciel's face and wrenches off his eye patch. Beneath the eye patch a contract glows evilly. The proof of his demon lineage. Ciel grasps the tiny fragile hand and debates in his head whether he should shatter it or if he should just push it away and replace the eye patch. Sebastian makes the decision as he releases Ciel's face to switch hold on Ciel's tie to the other hand. With his now free left hand Sebastian slides the tip of his middle finger into his mouth to latch onto the end of a black glove. With a tug he pulls the glove off revealing a black tattoo like mark that matches the symbol in Ciel's eye. The symbol of their bond.
Sebastian holds his hand up to Ciel's eye level and proclaims, "I am your master, as such you will obey every command I give you. I command you to call my name."
"Now, Young Master, you know I can no-"
"That is an order Ciel."
Ciel's eye ached at the resistance he garnered. Eventually he sighed, closed his eyes and drooped his head. When his sapphire eyes reopened they shone with a brilliant purple glow as if his eyes were a twilight sky.
"Yes, my lord...Sebastian."
Sebastian smirked. "That's better."
With a sharp tug he pulled a shocked Ciel towards him and brushed his lips against the man's.
Ciel's eyes widened in shock and a rouge tainted his cheeks.
"Young Master! You shouldn't do that. It is most inappropriate!"
Sebastian's eyes narrow, " I believe I ordered you to call me by my name, did I not?"
Ciel's eyes widened and he looks away, the red branching to his pierced ears..
"You did."
"Obey me then."
"Yes, my lord...Sebastian"
"Again!"
"My lo-"
"Without the title."
"..Seba..stian."
"Better. Now, back to what I was doing." Sebastian leans foward, lips mere inches from Ciel's, but Ciel pulls his head away and turns it to the side.
"Young Ma-"
"Ah."
He sighs.
"Sebastian. You mustn't do such things. You are the head of the prestigious Michaelis family, and as such, should not do this. It is also illegal might I remind you."
Sebastian's Cheshire grin didn't fade as he simply shrugged, "I don't care," and pulled the man in for a much longer and passionate kiss. Ciel's struggles stopped and he gave in to his master's wants.
The sweets lie forgotten on the ground, seeping into the carpet.
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So yeah, I switched their positions 8B. For some reason I recently had a dream that Sebastian was the twelve year old master of the household and Ciel was the demon butler. Thus, resulting in this. Sketches are coming.
In my mind, Sebastian would still be cunning and devious, and still plan to break all kinds of laws. Especially the anti-gay law ^-^. Kid!Seba would totally dominate Butler!Ciel any day of the year. Even with Ciel as a demon. Also this Sebastian doesn't like sweets as much either.
My imagination is kind of fail for how Ciel would be so I tried keeping him the same with hints of Sebastian's butler mannerisms. His reactions were ripped from the doujinshis I've read.
I wonder how many people will read this crap?
This was written in about 20 minutes while brainstorming sketches.
I wonder how many people figured out the young master was Sebastian before it even said his name? I left at least three hints. See if you can find them.