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The younger cried out in ecstasy, his back arched and his hips snapped forward in order to take Sebastian deeper into himself. “Sebastian.” he gasped, the elder’s name falling from kiss swollen, red lips without conscious thought.

It was not enough. Sebastian continued his pace, not wanting to have even the slightest pause in the act. He wanted to feel every inch of that small body and claim it as his own. “You’re mine after all…” The demon purred, resting both hands on Ciel’s hips and digging his nails on the flesh deep enough pierce.

Ciel moaned at the pain of Sebastian’s nails, his arms tightening around the elder. “Yes,” he gasped. “yours … always…” His own nails dug into sebastian’s back but he wasn’t strong enough to truly make the elder bleed.

The demon moaned, arching he head as those nails dug into his own flesh. “As it should be…” He managed to say, his breath almost gone. Nonetheless, his pace never ceased, it just quickened. Lust and passion filled his body, wanting nothing more than that boy he had in front of him.

Rocking his hips to meet the elder’s pace, Ciel clung to the elder, his nails digging further in. “Sebastian.” Ciel gasped as they moved together. It was most definitely too lat to turn back if Ciel wanted to now but he didn’t. He really didn’t. It was the first time he had preformed the act willingly and had a lover that wanted him to enjoy it too.