Humanity 03 -SebaCiel-Another attempt at kidnapping has sent me to fetch my young master once again. His unconscious body hangs limp as I carry him to the carriage, my coat wrapped around him to keep him warm in the chill of the night air.
Inside the cabin, on the way back to the estate, I cradle him in my arms. Despite the thick coat, he's still cold, even shivering in his deep sleep. How tiny and fragile he is! I almost feel as though I might snap him in two if I'm careless. I hold him to my chest and place one hand at his nape, resting his head in the crook of my neck and shoulder. His cold little nose touches my skin, causing me to shudder. It amazes me how acute my senses are around him.
I yearn to hold him like this for real, to feel him press into my embrace, and welcome it. I want to be his shelter, his sanctuary; I want to be where he turns when he's scared or hurt or lonely, for I will always ease the pain and dry the tears... It is only natural for a Phantomhive butler to be able to work such mag
Humanity 01 -SebaCiel-I am, quite obviously, a demon. A hell of a demon, if I may say so. And as such, I am cold and calculating; heartless and unfearing. There is, however, a part of me that clings to what little humanity I have left. I never could fathom why, until that voice drew me in. That soft, young voice - the voice of a mere child, experiencing horrors no child should ever know of.Humanity 01 -SebaCiel-3 years ago in Fan Fiction
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Following the voice of the tiny Ciel Phantomhive, I felt my protective instincts kicking in. And when I laid eyes on him, on his frame of skin and bones, I felt anger. Intense, heated anger, at everyone who had harmed him. I looked in his eyes, and I knew, I just knew, that I needed that boy, and that he needed me. Among the corpses of his captors, I knelt before him and kissed his eye. And I spoke in the ancient Daemon language, forming our unbreakable bond.
Clutching his tiny, frail body, I carried him home. His home. My home. At that point, I had already resigned myself to my forlorn fate.
Humanity 02 -SebaCiel-As I linger at his bedside, waiting for him to succumb to slumber, I contemplate his almost-peaceful face. His lips look so soft, so plump, so untouched. I know better than anyone that those lips have never been graced with a kiss; he is not the sort of person to enjoy being touched in any manner. Yet he obviously craves touch, from the way he clutches his pillow tightly as loneliness and despair swirl through his tiny frame.Humanity 02 -SebaCiel-3 years ago in Fan Fiction
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I truly wish that I could comfort my young lord. But I cannot, unless he orders me to do so. I cannot divulge my true feelings for him; it would hurt and confuse him. And as much as that flavors a soul, I know I could not bear to harm my lord in any way. He is a precious thing to me, even more so than any possession of mine. He is all that I have that matters.
Before I know it, time has passed and my master is sleeping soundly. I smile in spite of myself; he's just so endearing, so beautiful. I can't help but adore him.
He breathes my name and I pause, knowing he
Humanity 04 -SebaCiel-Weeks pass, and after a brief period of embarrassment, my lord comes to accept what happened between us, and begins to open up to me. It is much like watching a flower bloom. I am ablaze with tender affection for my precious young master; the heart in this human vessel of mine beats quite the tattoo into my chest at the merest thought of him. It is a strange feeling to be in love, yet at the same time, it is wonderfully refreshing.Humanity 04 -SebaCiel-3 years ago in Fan Fiction
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After a particularly long and tiring day, he practically falls into bed. "Sometimes I detest my position," he huffs, glaring at the ceiling. "Negotiating with the men who run my factories is utterly frustrating..." A yawn stretches his lips. "The products leaving the doors of the Eastern factory have been rather substandard as of late..."
"Relax, my lord." I place my hand on his cheek, and he leans eagerly into my touch. "You will have plenty of time to address matters tomorrow. Now, though, you must rest."
"I suppose." His eyes meet mine with a spark of emo
Betrayal 2Part TwoBetrayal 23 years ago in Fan Fiction
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I lay in bed that night, Aunt Rachel calling for me to come down for dinner. I was angry, very angry
Sebastian, the one person who hadn't judged me, the one person who had stayed by my side no matter what hell I had put him through, had gotten my girlfriend pregnant.
Aunt Rachel called for me again, only to realize I wasn't leaving my room for yet another night. In middle school, that had been another thing Sebastian had watched out for. He had made me sit at the lunch table until my lunch was entirely gone, knowing it was probably the only meal I would eat for the rest of the day. He also used to bring me sweets
It is strange how the human mind works, noticing the most trivial things once they're gone. Like the way he would smile when all of the sweets he had made the night before were gone in mere seconds, or the way he would laugh when Finny or Mei-rin got too excited and tackled me. I would yell at him, I remember
is that why he left me? Was that why he