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A boy with the bluest of eyes and red hooded cloak stood at the edge of the forest, staring at the thick treelines in front of him. He took a deep breath and squared his shoulders. It was just the woods, he told himself. It wasn’t even his first time going into the woods. There was nothing to fear.
And yet, somehow, he was filled with a strange sense of foreboding.
As much as the young Phantomhive dreaded to venture into the woods, he knew that it was his responsibility to do so. The land of which his family resided at was cursed and he was to bring an offering to the god who watched over his land to appease them. Although he didn’t believe in god and the likes, it was still his responsibility as the current head of the Phantomhive family.
Ciel picked up the basket at his feet and took a deep breath before he started towards the woods. It had been a while since he’d last been here and he could only hope that he’d manage to find his way.
As Ciel ventured further into the woods and the treelines got thicker, he had to be more careful with his steps, lest he tripped and fell. He stopped briefly to look around, hoping that he hadn’t gotten lost.
It was then that he heard approaching footsteps. He froze and his fingers tightened around the basket handle.
“Who… who’s there?” Ciel called out.
“My, my…” A silky voice said, “Look what we have here…”
It was then that a man stepped out from behind a tree. His black hair contrasted greatly with his pale skin and his crimson eyes glowed faintly in the dark forest. On top of his head, there was a pair of black ears and Ciel could see a large and fluffy tail swishing behind him.
“Oh, look at you…” The man purred, “There’s no need to be afraid, little one. Say, what are you doing here all alone, hm?”
“I’m supposed to bring an offering to the god of this forest.” Ciel said, holding the basket in front of him like a shield.
The man chuckled, “God, eh? I personally don’t quite believe in the gods.”
Neither did Ciel, but he wisely kept his mouth shut.
“So, where are you supposed to bring the offering to?” The man asked, tilting his head to the side curiously in a manner that reminded Ciel of a dog.
“Um… There’s supposed to be this… cabin… In the middle of the forest…” Ciel said, “That’s where the god resides in.”
“How curious…” The man said. “It’s dangerous to go alone, little one. How about I escort you there?” He offered with a smile.
Ciel shook his head, “No, I’ll be fine.” He straightened up, “I know my way around. So, no, thank you. And I should get going now. Goodbye.”
Without waiting for the man to reply, Ciel sauntered off. In all honesty, he didn’t quite know where he was going, but he instinctively knew that the man was dangerous.
It took him a while and Ciel felt like he was walking in circles, which frustrated him to no end. However, he finally spotted it, a giant oak tree with a red ribbon hanging low from one of its branches. Ciel approached the tree and took a left turn and continued walking, until he finally reached the clearing and caught sight of the cabin.
The boy breathed out a sigh of relief before he resumed his journey. He crossed the clearing and approached the cabin, stopping at the front door. He knocked on the wooden door, but there was no answer.
“Um…” Ciel looked to his left and right, wondering if the god wasn’t even home. So, he knocked again.
This time, there was an answer.
“Who is there?” A raspy male voice replied from behind the door.
“Uh, it’s… My name is Ciel, the current head of the Phantomhive family.” Ciel said.
“Ah… A Phantomhive, you say?”
“Yes, I’m here with your, um, offering…” Ciel looked nervously at his basket.
“Very good, very good.” The ‘god’ said. “However, I cannot come to the door now. You will have to come inside.”
“How about I just leave the basket here instead?” Ciel asked.
“Oh, no, Phantomhive.” Came the answer. “I need to see you. To make sure that I have not been cheated of what is rightfully mine.”
Ciel gritted his teeth in annoyance, “Very well. Then, I shall go inside.” He experimentally pushed at the door and found it unlocked. It opened inwards with a click, the wood creaking when it moved. “Hello? I’m coming inside now…” He announced.
He was met with silence.
Ciel’s every instinct told him to turn around and run. But he was Ciel Phantomhive and he wasn’t one to back down. So, he stepped into the cabin.
The moment Ciel was inside, the door shut behind him, plunging the room in darkness.
“What…?” Ciel was about to ask, but before he could get his words out, someone, no, something grabbed his wrist and yanked him forward, causing him to lose his footing. However, before he fell, another grabbed him around the waist.
“Hey! Let me go!” Ciel yelled, trying to free himself. He couldn’t see anything and he had no idea what had grabbed him. It felt very strange to the touch. “Let me… Aaargh!” He screamed when he was being lifted into the air.
To Ciel’s horror, he was being moved forward, deeper into the cabin. He renewed his struggle, kicking out his legs and flailing his arms around. The basket fell out of his hand and landed on the floor with a thud, but he paid it no attention.
“LET ME GO!” Ciel screamed at the top of his lungs.
Ciel saw a pair of bright fuchsia eyes glowing in the dark, staring right at him. He opened his mouth to let out another scream, but his voice caught in his throat when the god, creature, whatever it was, snapped his fingers and their surrounding was suddenly illuminated with the glow from the candles that had been placed around the room.
Ciel blinked at the sudden brightness, but then he caught sight of his captor, “You…!”
“Surprised?” The man from earlier asked, his voice was filled with amusement.
“What are you doing here?!” Ciel asked, “And let me go!”
“You can scream all you want, nobody can hear you and nobody is coming to help you.” The man took a step forward, getting closer to Ciel’s suspended form, “Were you not the one who have led me here? A cabin in the middle of the forest.”
“What have you done with the god?” Ciel asked.
The man laughed, “There is no god, little one. There’s only me. And you are mine.” He said, licking his lips as he eyed Ciel hungrily.
“No! Let me go! Let me…!” Ciel’s sentence and struggle were cut short when the man suddenly pressed his lips against Ciel’s, firm and unyielding. The boy tried to pull away, to turn his head away, but the man had taken a hold of his face to keep him in place.
After a short while, the man pulled away, “Ah… How exquisite…”
Ciel glared at him, “Fuck you!”
“How uncouth.” The man tutted, “I guess we’ll have to find a way to keep that mouth of yours occupied, hm?”
“What… What are you talking about?” Ciel asked. He feigned bravery, but his voice was trembling ever so slightly. “Who are you?!”
“I’m simply one hell of a… wolf.” The man said.
“Yeah, I get that, dog!” Ciel spat.
The man narrowed his eyes. “Do not call me that.” He growled.
“What am I supposed to call you then?” Ciel asked. He knew that he had to keep him talking, he was hoping that he might be able to persuade him to let him go, or at the very least, not to kill him.
“Hm… Sebastian.” The man replied, “You can call me Sebastian.”
“That sounds like a dog’s name, alright…” Ciel muttered and yelped when he was grabbed once more.
“I’d be careful if I were you, little one.” The man-wolf, Sebastian, said.
Forget about talking, Ciel was getting more and more annoyed by the second, “What are you going to do with me? If you’re going to kill me, then do it quickly.”
Sebastian chuckled, “You misunderstand me, little one. I might be hungry, but I have no intention to kill you. We’re going to have some fun.”
Ciel swallowed.
“Now then…” Sebastian said, caressing Ciel’s cheek, “Where were we? Oh, that’s right…” He leaned forward once more to kiss Ciel.
This time though, Ciel returned his kiss. He figured that the sooner he gave in to this man, the sooner he could get out of here and go home – and never come back.
“I knew you could kiss.” Sebastian murmured as he pushed Ciel’s hood back, “Now, let me see you, beautiful…”
Ciel couldn’t help but blushed. “Flattery will get you nowhere…” He grumbled.
Sebastian only smiled as he started to untie the string that held Ciel’s cloak together before letting the garment flutter onto the floor. He then reached for Ciel’s shirt button and started undoing them deftly.
“At… At least, let me out of this…” Ciel said, still blushing, as he gestured at the tendrils that were holding him in midair.
“I’m afraid not, little one. You might run and I can’t have that.” Sebastian said.
Ciel shook his head, “No, no, I won’t run. I’ll be good. I promise…”
Sebastian paused in his task, seemingly considering Ciel’s request. “Very well. But if you tried to run, then you’ll be punished. Understand?”
Ciel nodded.
The tendrils moved him once again, this time towards the large bed at the corner of the room. They deposited him onto the bed gently, but before he could even think about running, Sebastian had followed, forcing him to lie down on his back with the wolf hovering above him.
“What a good boy…” Sebastian purred as he pushed open Ciel’s unbuttoned shirt, exposing his torso. His pale skin glowed under the candlelight and his rosy nipples hardened in the cool air.
Sebastian spent a few moments admiring the boy beneath him. His ears twitched and his tail swished from side to side in delight. The boy was perfect and he had never seen anything so beautiful.
“You’re so beautiful…” Sebastian said and dove down to capture Ciel’s lips once again. They shared a fierce and passionate kiss before the wolf moved away, kissing his way down Ciel’s jaw towards his neck.
“Ngh…” Ciel let out a moan when Sebastian’s lips brushed across a sensitive spot.
Grinning against Ciel’s skin, Sebastian nipped at the spot and licked it, causing the boy beneath him to arch his back and thrust his hips up.
“Someone’s eager…” Sebastian teased.
“S-Shut up!” Ciel snapped, but his cheeks were as red as tomatoes.
Sebastian continued to worship Ciel’s exposed body, making sure not to miss a spot. He kissed, nipped, caressed, and licked every inch of the boy’s pale skin, turning him into a moaning mess.
“J-Just get on with it…” Ciel said, forcing his hips to remain on the bed, difficult as it was. His body hummed with pleasure and he wanted more, needed more. But he wouldn’t give this bastard the satisfaction.
Sebastian moved to undo Ciel’s shorts and pulled it off the boy’s thin legs in one swift motion, exposing his hardened cock.
“Someone is really eager…” Sebastian chuckled.
Ciel didn’t reply, but he used his arm to cover his face.
“Oh, no, darling…” Sebastian cooed, “Let me see you…” He pulled at Ciel’s arm. “Are you not here to give an offering to a god? Your body was more than enough.”
“You’re no god though.” Ciel said.
“True…” Sebastian mused as he undid his own trousers and released his erection from its confine.
A bottle of oil materialized out of nowhere and Sebastian poured a generous amount onto his fingers before he inserted them in Ciel’s fluttering hole. The boy acted indifferent, but then, he let out a keen and his hips shot off the bed when Sebastian’s fingers brushed against something in him, something that made him see stars.
“Ah, there it is…” Sebastian smiled widely as he brushed against the spot repeatedly.
Ciel’s head turned from side to side at the overwhelming pleasure. His fingers closed around the sheet and his hips moved on their own accord, thrusting into the empty air and back down onto the probing fingers.
“Ahh! Yess!!” Ciel’s cries echoed around the cabin. He let go of the sheet and his hand moved to his neglected cock, but Sebastian caught his wrist.
“Not yet, darling.” Sebastian said, “Not until I’m inside.”
“T-Then get on with it already!” Ciel yelled and whined when Sebastian pulled out his fingers.
Sebastian poured the oil onto his own cock before lining himself up with Ciel’s hole and slid inside, making the boy cry. He remained still for a second to give Ciel the time to adjust before he started moving.
The cabin was soon filled with the sound of their combined moans and cries, along with the creaking of the bed.
“I’m, ohh… ‘m close…” Ciel gasped, his fist thumping the bed. “So close…”
Sebastian too, was close, so he wrapped his hand around Ciel’s dripping cock and started stroking him.
“Cum for me, little one… My little red riding hood…” Sebastian whispered into Ciel’s ear and nipped at it, sending Ciel over the edge. The boy let out a scream as his orgasm crashed through him.
Sebastian wasn’t too far behind, letting out a howl as he shot his seeds in Ciel.
It took them a minute to catch their breath as they lay side by side on the big bed.
“So, how was it?” Ciel asked.
“Hm…?”
“Was it like how you imagined it to be?” Ciel asked, turning his head to look at his partner.
“Better.” Sebastian responded with a lazy smile.
“Good. Now, let’s just go home. It’s cold in here.” Ciel said and was about to get up, but his entire body felt like jelly. “Whelp, I can’t move. You’ll have to carry me.”
Sebastian hummed in response, but he didn’t move a muscle.
“Must you call me a dog?” The demon asked instead.
"It's your own fault. You were supposed to be the grandmother." Ciel said. "But you chose to be the wolf instead. I mean, did you not say it yourself that you're one hell of a wolf?" His sentence ended in a guffaw.
"I'm too pretty to be an old woman." Sebastian pouted.
Ciel laughed harder. "You're unbelieveable! But that's okay. With those ears and tail, you do look like a dog.” He said. “Come here, love, let me touch those…” He reached for Sebastian, who happily rolled himself on top of Ciel, careful to keep his weight off the smaller male.
Ciel reached out to stroke and scratch Sebastian’s ears and they twitched in response.
“They’re so soft and fluffy and kind of adorable.” Ciel said and giggled when he felt Sebastian’s tail wagging against his bare legs. “You’d make a really adorable puppy.”
Sebastian looked highly affronted at that, “Take that back!”
Ciel hummed happily as he pulled the man down for a kiss to soothe his bruised ego.
“So, what else should we reenact?” Ciel asked after the kiss.
“How about Cinderella? You can be Cinderella.” Sebastian suggested, wagging his eyebrows. “I’d love to see you don a maid uniform and clean.”
Ciel scowled, “Yeah, not happening. How about Sleeping Beauty? At least I get to sleep.”
“I’ll be the prince then.”
“No, you’ll be the old evil witch. You’ve got the look for it too.” Ciel said.
“Young Master…” Sebastian groaned and Ciel laughed.
“Let’s go home, Sebastian.” Ciel said with a big yawn. “You made me walk around the forest and I’m tired.”
“Yes, my lord…”