Yes, My Master.


Name: Ceil Phantomhive
Age:16
Bio: he's a young noble who always works his hardest for his title and his respect. He has more trouble earning his respect than other nobles, because he is not only young, but gay

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~ "I am simply one hell of a butler. ~
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☞ Name; Sebastian Michaelis
☞ Age; Twenty-four
☞ Past; A butler of the Phantomhive household; head butler to be exact. Good at what he does, many rumors go around saying he is a 'demon'. Sebastian just laughs this off. However, more crude humors of his master and his love life seem to earn a witty and dangerous remark from the butler. Having worked under Ceil for a couple of years now, Sebastian holds proudly to the fact that he can truthfully say; "I am simply one hell of a butler.".

Ceil fell and fell continuesly, the holes were every where. He couldn't step over or around them. It was almost like they swallowed him.
Ceil jerked awake after a long night of horrible dreams. He'd been having the same horrible one for days now. The holes. He got up and went to the living room, sitting on the couch so he could see the T.V. He had important company coming tomorrow, well perhaps it could be considered today since it was now three in the morning. He held his knees tightly to his chest and thought of his favorite butler. He'd come to like Sabastian more and more over the years. He was a tall handsome man with the face and eyes of a god. Ceil had been feeling oddly towards him lately. He wanted to be held and kissed and loved by his dear Sebastion, but knew this to be impossible. They were master and servant. They had to be no more than that for the sake of both of their honor among others. Ceil was beginning to wish he'd never hired the man. If he wasn't working for Ceil, than they could be together. He just sighed and laid his head down on the armrest of the couch. He turned his attention to the television. Nothing good was on, so he just left it on the news so it would make noise. He wanted the noise so he wouldn't have to sit here all by himself in silence.

{( Ah, this is in modern time then? Very well~. )}

Sebastian hummed an unknown tune as he came back inside. He just watered the plants, it being more hot lately, he was afraid the moister would not be sucked up. Placing his gloved back on, Sebastian made his way to the kitchen.

Walking past the living room, Sebastian stopped. Spying a small forum on a chair. Seeing this made the tall male's eyes soften, sighing as a smile fitted his lips.

Moving behind the chair, Sebastian looked down on Ceil, noticing he was awake. Going to the side, a gloved hand patted the boy's head. A smooth voice speaking;

"If your awake now, you will not be able to stay awake for our company.".

Ceil sighed. "I know I should be in bed, but I can't sleep. To many thoughts are going through my head and I can't make it stop." he took the hand that patted him on the head and guided Sebastian to a seat next to his. "Sebastian..have you ever really liked someone when you shouldn't have? You know, like had really weird affection for someone who was off limits to you?" he was pretty sure his wonderful butler had never had a problem like this. Sebastian was a man, not one like Ceil. Ceil felt like a child. He knew that all he wanted was what he couldn't have, and that made him more than a little upset. He rubbed his finger across the leather of the chair over and over in little circle as he thought of what Sebasrion might think if he found out hoe Ceil felt for him. He just pulled his knees to his chest and frowned.

Sebastian raised a thin brow to this, only to smile after a moment. His voice soft and tender as he leaned more into the chair. The cool leather like ice seeping through his clothing.

"It is only the nature of humans to be attractive to what one can not have. You should know this, master.", the raven-haired butler smiled slyly. Implying he knew of Ciel's secrete, yet at the same time, was simply speaking of his master's past knowledge of how people are willing to do anything for something they cannot have.

"Now, how does a warm breakfast and tea sound?", red amber eyes shined, curving with the smile on pale, thin lips.

Ceil shivered just slightly at the term 'master'. It had never bothered him, but now it made him feel giddy.
"You can just call me Ceil when no one's around." he said ever so softly.

He looked Sebastian over. Was it possible that he knew his secret? Surely not..he wasn't that obvious was he? Ceil decided to drop it.

"Sebastian..who do you like? Is anyone super special to you?"Ceil had to wonder who was lucky enough to have earned the affection of his sexy butler.

"If that is what you wish for, very well then. Ciel.", Sebastien spoke, smile still in place. Hearing the next question, the smile broke off into a sly one. Red like eyes opening as they held amusement in their orbs.

"Very special.", was all the tall male said before standing up. Making a bee line to the kitchen to start on his master's breakfast.

Ceil followed him. It was unusual for Ceil to step a foot in the kitchen, much less go running in like his very life depended on it.

"That's not fair! Tell me who's so special! Do I know her? Is she pretty? Is she nice?"

Ceil pleaded to know who it was that Sabastian liked.

"Please? I'll tell you who I like."

he hoped his begging would work, but the older male could be so stubborn at times. Ceil literally got on his knees in front if his butler. It was strange considering he was supposed to be the master.

"Please?" he whispered so quietly he could barley be heard over the noise of the fridge humming. He looked up at Sebastian, knowing he'd probably not get his way. It was worth a try anyway though.

Sebastian sighed, why was his master being so stubborn this early in the day?

Not being able to hide a smile that came to his lips, Sebastian knew why. It was for the same reason why he had grown so attached to the boy. For what he had been through, to use the raw emotions he has, for his goals.

"Ah...Simply amazing.", he hummed in his head. Eyes focus on the six-teen year old boy. His attention fully on Sebastian and what he wanted from said butler. Giving in, the raven-haired male chuckled;

"Why is it you wish to know so badly, my lord? As well, why do you think I even care of who you fancy?..Besides, I thought you have a fling with that Elizabeth girl?". Witty remarks came, a thin brow raised as ears awake their answers.

Ceil looked up. It seemed like Sabastian was being just a bit mean. He had just said he didn't care who Ceil fancied. That seemed a really jerkish comment.

"You know what..I don't even care. Why should I care who you like. Your just my butler."

He stormed off, perfectly satisfied woth his harsh words. If Sabastian couldn't least pretend like Ceil was important,then Ceil would do the same to the older man. He figured that Sabastian would at least care a little. The butler had practically raised Ceil...he'd been working under his rule for four years. That meant Ceil had only been twelve. Sabastian could at least act like his dad or what ever.

"Don't bother making me breakfast. Call our guest and tell them today is off...tell them I'm sick. A good day to you."

He stomped out angrily and went to his room. He slammed his door behind him and laid back down. He convinced himself that he didn't care what Sebastian thought, but the fact that he'd been so destroyed by a few words showed that he did care..a lot... He tried to go back to sleep but failed.

Sebastian sighed, not meaning to hurt Ciel. He was just having a little fun teasing the boy. Running a gloved hand trough his black locks, the man smiled as an idea come to mind.

Doing as he was ordered to do, Sebastian called Ciel's company up. Telling them his master is sick and is afraid that his lovely company would catch what ever he had if they came. They soaked up the lie like a sponge.

Once all that was done along with some other calls, Sebastian began his way to his master's room. Balancing his tray of tea and sweets, the butler knocked against the oak door.

"Ciel, regardless of what you said, I bought some hot tea and sweets...May I come in?", Sebastian had his lips in a hard line as he awaited a response. He knew sweets were his master's weakness, but his master was also very stubborn.

Ceil groaned silently. Why did it have to be sweets? He loved sweets! They were his one weakness, but he wouldn't give in. He had his own stash of sweets in his room. He smelled the fresh baked goods outside his door. Ceil grabbed a peice of German chocolate from his stash and tried to convince himself it was as good as Sabastian's fresh made goodies. It wasn't working...he wanted the tea and the wonderful food that wad being offered, still, he did not give in.

"No thank you Sabastian, I do not care for anything, and no, you may NOT enter my room."

Ok, so maybe he was being a brat, but so what? He was the damn master! He could be a brat if he wanted to and no one could stop him. He snuggled himself deeper into the bed and closed his eyes, ignoring the smell of pastries and ignoring Sabastian all together. He was determined not to forgive the words that had been said to him.

Sebastian sighed, he did not think his words would effect his master this much. Looking at the small table in the hall, the butler placed the tray on it. He knew Ciel would become thirsty soon, for as far as Sebastian knew, he had no drinks stored in his room.

Leaving the hall, the raven-haired male began to do his chores again. Pulling out his clock, he grimed at the time;

"I am behind...", was he said as he began to work quickly.

Ceil, knowing that Sabastian was now gone, ventured out into the hallway and got the tray. He took it to his room and gobbled up the wonderful sweets. They were still warm and he loved them. He drank all of the tea as well. When he was done, he set the tray back on the little table for Sabastian to take back into the kitchen. He was determined to act like this for days, maybe weeks. He had his own bathroom, so he was fine. He wouldn't come out for any reason. Unfortantly his anger was already dwindling away.

After an hour, Sebastian made his rounds around the house, most of his evening chores done. Going by Ciel's room, the butler smiled at the, now empty, tray. Grabbing it, he made his way to the kitchen, where he washed the dishes.

Once he was finished with that, he went to his master's office, grabbing the papers that needed signing, his mail and such. Placing them neatly in a pile, he placed a pen and more tea on the tray again.

Walking with grace and skill, Sebastian opened the study's door and went to the hall that held Ciel's bedroom door. Placing the tray on the table again, he knocked lightly on the door;

"My lord, I brought you some more tea and your work for today. Along with the mail. Shall I bring them in?".

Ceil had been almost asleep and had been to grogy to remember his anger.

"Yeah, come on in Sabastian."

He murmured this quietly in his sleepy haze. His bed was warm and he was sleepy. The thought of having Sabatian looking after him made him feel even more at ease, making him almost go to sleep.

Smiling as it seems his master's grudge was gone, Sebastian lifted the tray up once again. Opening the door with ease as he walked into the room. Seeing a half asleep Ciel made the butler smile widen, the urge to pamper the boy strong.

"Would you like me to get a tray that you use in your bed more easily?", Sebastian asked placing the one tray on his side table. "It would seem more easy for you to do your work on it.".

Handing Ciel the neat piles of paper, Sebastian started to pour his tea. A grin and his lips as he spoke;

"Your tea today is a black tea blend from France. It is strong, almost like coffee. I thought this might be a wise chioce since you did not sleep well.".

Ceil drank the dark tea, but the warmth made him even more sleepy, despite the strength. He had a sudden want and in his daze, didn't relize what he was asking, normally it would have been far to embarrassing.

"Sebastian..could you come here and lay beside me on the bed? I want you close to me."

He said this very groggily. He had always wanted to have his dear butler on the bed woth him.

Noticing his dazed look, Sebastian smiled. Finding his more truthful master cute, he patted the boy's hair.

"Is that an order?", he asked lightheartedly, looking down at his dozing master. Not waiting for his reply to his light teasing, he took off his tail coat. Placing it on the bed post, Sebastian loosen his cuff. Rolling them to his fore arms before he laid his body next to Ciel's. Laying over the blanket.

"My lord, please do not forget about your work. The sooner you get these done, the sooner you can indulge in a nap.", the raven-haired butler hummed, amused by his sleepy master.

Ceil ignored Sebastian telling him to do his work. Instead he curled up closer to his butler and laid his head on the man's Chest

"hmm..you're really warm."

He felt nice and was acting like this was completely normal. He fell completely asleep, his hand holding onto Sabastian's.

Sebastian let out a sigh as he looked down at his master's sleeping face;

"My lord, we will fall even more behind now.", he spoke, knowing it wouldn't help much. Since the boy was knocked out.

Rubbing soothing circles on the boys hand with his thumb, Sebastian used his other hand to thumb through the paperwork. Pulling out a pen, he began forging Ciel's name perfectly.

"Really, must I do everything?", he hummed lightly, glancing to the sleeping face of his master.

"Well, at least I have small eye candy to use as I work.", Sebastian sighed, a small defeated smile on his lips as he spoke. Knowing it was safe for Ciel's light snoring.

"Sleep well, my master...", the raven haired male leaned in, kissing the boy's forehead.

Ceil stirred, but only to once agian become calm and sleep calmly. He was dreaming..that same awful dream about the holes. He shot awake, his eyes wide with fear. Cold sweat ran down his face. He didn't notice at first, but now saw that Sabastian was on the bed with him. He looked at the raven haired man, a bit of fear in his eyes. He laid back down and hoped to gain some More sleep.

Sebastian grew worried as he watch sweat beads dart down his master's forehead. The butler had a feeling that Ciel may be having another nightmare. Putting an arm around the boy, Sebastian jumped as he suddenly woke.

Worried, Sebastian frowned when Ciel looked at him in fear. Only to settle a few moments later, laying back into the bed. Looking down at him, the raven-haired male spoke;

"My lord, are you okay?".

It was soft but loud enough for Ciel to hear. Rubbing soothing circles with his gloved hand on his master's shoulder, Sebastian felt the tense muscles in it.

Sighing, Sebastian placed the papers he was forging aside. Pulling Ciel in his lap, the task being easy for how light the younger male was.

Ignoring any protests that came from his mouth, the butler began to rubbed the tense muscles. Hoping this task would help calm his master.

Ceil didn't really mind being pulled into the lap of his butler. Quite the opposite, he was more than happy with this form of comfort. Ceil didn't have the slightest idea as to why he was having such horrid dreams, nor did he know why they were so continuous. He didn't think it seemed normal to have the same dream over and over.

"I keep having really bad dreams..it's horrible.."

He really wasn't sure if Sabastian would laugh at him or not, bit decided to tell him all about the horrid dreams. He had to tell someone about them and it seemed no one would be better for that than Sebas.

"I keep having the same one...it's were I'm falling into these black holes and they swallow me..that may sound stupid, but it's really scary!"