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Grabbing onto his sleeve her ears folded back "Sebastian..." her clothes were torn as well as her body wounded "something bad happened."
Sebastian felt the tug on his jacket and turned to see the small fox-girl staring up at him with wide eyes. She looked a little worse for wear and it seemed that holding onto him was all that was preventing her from falling over.He leaned down and brushed a strand of hair from her face, “Are you alright, Miss?”
She sounded uncomfortable in his presence, which made Sebastian grin slightly. He smiled warmly, however, and bowed a little,
"Not at all, Miss." He thought for a moment and stepped a little closer to the bath, able to feel the warmth of the steam on his face, "Is there anything you require? Soap perhaps?"
If she wanted something he would most definitely have to remove the blindfold to find it. This was his chance.
The fox leaned back in the bath some lifting her leg wiping some blood off it “anything? um..I do need soap when bathing so I suppose that?” Since his eyes were closed she could use her power if possible.”I’ll get it so no peeking” lifting herself some the fox stopped.
"Oh well…where is the soap?" sinking back into the warm waters she pulled her long hair off to the side starting to braid it.This hair has troubled her sometimes yet it was something Serinaty loved."I can do things myself although maybe..if possible….c-could you scrub my back for me?" Turning away she hugged her chest peeking back at the other flustered hoping he wasn’t peeking.
Grabbing onto his sleeve her ears folded back "Sebastian..." her clothes were torn as well as her body wounded "something bad happened."
Sebastian felt the tug on his jacket and turned to see the small fox-girl staring up at him with wide eyes. She looked a little worse for wear and it seemed that holding onto him was all that was preventing her from falling over.He leaned down and brushed a strand of hair from her face, “Are you alright, Miss?”
What an odd little creature, Sebastian thought as he wrapped the piece of cloth around his eyes. He tied it securely around his head and removed his gloves, allowing his black nails and mark of the covenant to show freely. He didn’t want to get his gloves tarnished after all.
"Miss? Shall I take your clothes?" He held out his arms, blindly, in anticipation of her clothes and tried as best he could to keep his eyes closed. If he opened them, even slightly, his demonic vision would see through the cloth easily.
Glad he took the cloth to cover his sight she felt a little better…was what she wanted to say but it still felt slightly awkward.His voice made her jump slightly as she undressed,handing the ripped clothing over to Sebastian.”Thank you..” covering her chest with her arms Serinaty used that long tail of hers to cover the lower area.Heading over to the bath she stepped in submerging her body in the hot water trembling.It hurt some making her hug herself even more wanting to stay still.”Y-you’re not peeking right?”
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A small gasp escaped Rayne’s lips as the scent of the demon enveloped her. She wanted to look away from him, but was frozen in place. The only movement was the rapid beating of her heart. “I…I don’t know what else I would want. But…you sound like…” She gulped. “Like I would be bringing the end of the world.” She finished, her voice shaky though she tried to hide it.
Sebastian smiled, showing his sharp teeth, “Perhaps…”
He was redressed in more comfortable attire, much more fitting for a servant. Black jacket, white shirt and black tie, an ensemble he had grown almost fond of throughout the centuries.
He knew his new Mistress was in no way frail or weak, but the way she looked now was definitely not with a look of certainty. He took the moment to try and lure her into a more enticing decision.
Sebastian moved closer and touched Rayne’s chin with a long finger,
"The decision is yours to make, Miss," his crimson eyes flickered in the darkening room, "Whatever you choose to do, I am your faithful servant."
With that he lowered to one knee and bowed his head, his hair covering his sharp-toothed grin.
Rayne listened closely and swallowed again, her eyes lowering with Sebastian’s movements. Woah. He’s dressed like he’s from the nineteen hundreds or something, she thought, distracted for a moment. Then the girl shook her head, her fists clenching as she glared down at him. “Well, now you have me mixed up! How do you expect me to go through with a decision after you go all ‘Suave-Alluring-Demon-Dude’ on me? You know that’s just making me suspicious, right?” Rayne was irritated, now. There was no way she’d let Sebastian’s sensuality distract her from what he said.
Would it really be better for people not to know about creatures like him? The idea of the human race remaining ignorant seemed utterly absurd. But, on the off chance that it really was a bad idea, Rayne was still faced with the issue that she’d just sold her soul to the guy. She couldn’t just say ‘give me a million dollars’ or ‘give me superpowers’ or anything like that. None of that was worth her soul. Rayne had no idea what was worth a human soul.
She took a deep breath in an attempt to calm herself, hoping that she could make herself believe that she could figure it out. “What do people usually ask for after they make a contract?” Rayne asked, crossing her arms over her chest. She glanced at the spot on the bed beside her and let out a soft sigh. “And sit next to me. You don’t have to kneel in front of me unless you plan to massage my feet or something,” she muttered, entertaining the idea of Sebastian rubbing her all over before she caught herself and forced her mind to return to the serious issue again.
Sebastian sighed and stood up. Usually his human form made humans much more lucid than Rayne was being, especially females. He wondered if he had somehow lost his touch as he sat down stiffly on the bed beside her. And for his master to ask what they should use as a bargaining chip was unheard of. In all his years as a demon, Sebastian had never had the option to choose the terms of the contract.
For once he was utterly puzzled, “My masters usually have something in mind before they make their contracts. It is not something to be taken lightly.” He looked at the mark on the back of his hand, moving his fingers slowly, “Once the contract is complete, I devour your soul and you cease to exist,” he traced a finger down her chest, where the mark had been etched into her flesh, “Choose wisely.”
Rayne couldn’t make the decision on her own. She wanted to live as long as possible and put her aura-sensing skills to good use. She wanted to study and discover the truth behind legends of monsters. She wanted to change the world. But if she slipped up just once, made one bad decision, found what she was looking for too quickly…Well, as Sebastian had said, she’d cease to exist. She couldn’t let that happen. She had to figure it all out, and fast, but she had no idea where to start. Sebastian himself was the only answer.
Hello. I wanted to know if you might be interested in staying with me till I am asleep?
"Ah, Bocchan. Once again you reveal your childlike side to me," Sebastian smirks but pulls the covers up around his master’s shoulders, "If that is what you wish, I will stay."
The closeness of the young boy sent no feeling of contentment or ‘love’ through the demon, he wasn’t even sure he was capable of feeling such things. He did, however, feel something like a restfulness, a calm resolve that made his demonic heart beat a little slower. It was probably due to the fact that his next meal was so close and vulnerable. His eyes flashed in the darkness.
He was a butler ‘til the end, however, and so turned to fetch the milk and honey.
"I will return momentarily, Bocchan."
Ciel sighed as he walked away. He pulled the pillow closer and he inhaled the smell of his butler. He blushed when a warmth moved over him. He felt his own heart thump a little faster and a strange tickle in his stomach. He sighed again and watched the door. He felt calm tonight, He was tired but he didn’t want to sleep really. He wanted to stay up and explore his thoughts. ” Hurry” he mumbled He wasn’t sure why he felt a little lost now that Sebastian was gone.
The milk was taking an annoyingly long time to warm in the pot on the stove and it was aggravating the demon. Of course, he could heat the liquid by his own means but he had once been caught ‘cutting corners’ once like that by Ciel and had been disciplined for it. Apparently the young Master did not like Sebastian ‘tainting’ his food.
He stared at the bubbling whiteness and finally poured it into a mug, along with a few drops of honey. He was back in the bedroom within seconds, handing the boy his drink.
"Please be careful, My Lord, it is hot."
Ciel slipped up in his bed and he reached out for the warm glass. He took the cup and blew on it and then took a slow sip” Thank you” He scooted over” You can sit you you want” He said” tell me now. what do we have planned?” he asked
Sebastian's eyebrows rose at his master's sudden gesture but he obediently sat beside him on the bed, feeling the warmth of the fabric where Ciel had just been lying. He tugged on his gloves absently and replied,
"Her majesty wants you to look into the murders of some shopkeepers in the city; she wrote that they were all killed and their corpses put on show outside their establishments."
He took the now empty cup from his master and fluffed his pillows a little, "You should try and sleep some more, Young Master."
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Kuroshitsuji Chapter 62
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Grabbing onto his sleeve her ears folded back "Sebastian..." her clothes were torn as well as her body wounded "something bad happened."
Sebastian felt the tug on his jacket and turned to see the small fox-girl staring up at him with wide eyes. She looked a little worse for wear and it seemed that holding onto him was all that was preventing her from falling over.He leaned down and brushed a strand of hair from her face, “Are you alright, Miss?”
He bowed and clasped tight fists behind his back,
"As a butler, it is my duty to help guests in any way I can. However, if you wish me to leave, I shall."
He stepped a little closer to the fox-girl, his tall body looming over her like a shadow, and looked at her small body. She was petite but not fragile, more like a flower with a strong stem. He believed she had been through some hardships in her time. Perhaps getting her trust would be slightly more difficult than he had hoped.
"I understand that..but this is a bath,I am capable of washing myself" she was slightly scared of the way he cast over her.Serinaty felt like she was going to be sucked into something uncomfortable so thought of something else."Okay! I have an idea if you really want to do your duty as a butler!" flustered the fox ripped some of her dress at the end and held it up to him."C-cover your eyes..I don’t want you to see my body but..but you can help me wash up if you wish,it’s your decision." The fox gave him the freedom to do as he wishes because having others order him around must not be fun let alone make him happy.
A Butler and a Demon: Rayne looked at Sebastian’s…
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A small gasp escaped Rayne’s lips as the scent of the demon enveloped her. She wanted to look away from him, but was frozen in place. The only movement was the rapid beating of her heart. “I…I don’t know what else I would want. But…you sound like…” She gulped. “Like I would be bringing the end of the world.” She finished, her voice shaky though she tried to hide it.
Sebastian smiled, showing his sharp teeth, “Perhaps…”
He was redressed in more comfortable attire, much more fitting for a servant. Black jacket, white shirt and black tie, an ensemble he had grown almost fond of throughout the centuries.
He knew his new Mistress was in no way frail or weak, but the way she looked now was definitely not with a look of certainty. He took the moment to try and lure her into a more enticing decision.
Sebastian moved closer and touched Rayne’s chin with a long finger,
"The decision is yours to make, Miss," his crimson eyes flickered in the darkening room, "Whatever you choose to do, I am your faithful servant."
With that he lowered to one knee and bowed his head, his hair covering his sharp-toothed grin.
Rayne listened closely and swallowed again, her eyes lowering with Sebastian’s movements. Woah. He’s dressed like he’s from the nineteen hundreds or something, she thought, distracted for a moment. Then the girl shook her head, her fists clenching as she glared down at him. “Well, now you have me mixed up! How do you expect me to go through with a decision after you go all ‘Suave-Alluring-Demon-Dude’ on me? You know that’s just making me suspicious, right?” Rayne was irritated, now. There was no way she’d let Sebastian’s sensuality distract her from what he said.
Would it really be better for people not to know about creatures like him? The idea of the human race remaining ignorant seemed utterly absurd. But, on the off chance that it really was a bad idea, Rayne was still faced with the issue that she’d just sold her soul to the guy. She couldn’t just say ‘give me a million dollars’ or ‘give me superpowers’ or anything like that. None of that was worth her soul. Rayne had no idea what was worth a human soul.
She took a deep breath in an attempt to calm herself, hoping that she could make herself believe that she could figure it out. “What do people usually ask for after they make a contract?” Rayne asked, crossing her arms over her chest. She glanced at the spot on the bed beside her and let out a soft sigh. “And sit next to me. You don’t have to kneel in front of me unless you plan to massage my feet or something,” she muttered, entertaining the idea of Sebastian rubbing her all over before she caught herself and forced her mind to return to the serious issue again.
Sebastian sighed and stood up. Usually his human form made humans much more lucid than Rayne was being, especially females. He wondered if he had somehow lost his touch as he sat down stiffly on the bed beside her. And for his master to ask what they should use as a bargaining chip was unheard of. In all his years as a demon, Sebastian had never had the option to choose the terms of the contract.
For once he was utterly puzzled, "My masters usually have something in mind before they make their contracts. It is not something to be taken lightly." He looked at the mark on the back of his hand, moving his fingers slowly, "Once the contract is complete, I devour your soul and you cease to exist," he traced a finger down her chest, where the mark had been etched into her flesh, "Choose wisely."
Grabbing onto his sleeve her ears folded back "Sebastian..." her clothes were torn as well as her body wounded "something bad happened."
Sebastian felt the tug on his jacket and turned to see the small fox-girl staring up at him with wide eyes. She looked a little worse for wear and it seemed that holding onto him was all that was preventing her from falling over.He leaned down and brushed a strand of hair from her face, “Are you alright, Miss?”
The demon bowed his head and gritted his teeth, hiding his slight annoyance at not being able to touch the small girl,
"Of course, Miss." The Earl was away and so Sebastian directed her to the main bathroom, with bright tiles and shimmering fixtures. He started the warm water running and gestured for the girl to remove her clothes, wondering if she would allow him to help her bathe.
Keeping up with his steps it was too quiet for sure it worried her at the possible thoughts in his head.Caramel eyes glanced around the room at the nicely decorated bathroom,now what caught her off guard was that he was just staying.A soft blush painted her face “are…are you leaving?” Serinaty has never showed her body to another male before other than George who was her own butler.”Right,you’re a butler..this is normal for you right? b-but I’m sorry I..never show my body to others” Serina was still rather pure inside and out.
Hello. I wanted to know if you might be interested in staying with me till I am asleep?
"Ah, Bocchan. Once again you reveal your childlike side to me," Sebastian smirks but pulls the covers up around his master’s shoulders, "If that is what you wish, I will stay."
The closeness of the young boy sent no feeling of contentment or ‘love’ through the demon, he wasn’t even sure he was capable of feeling such things. He did, however, feel something like a restfulness, a calm resolve that made his demonic heart beat a little slower. It was probably due to the fact that his next meal was so close and vulnerable. His eyes flashed in the darkness.
He was a butler ‘til the end, however, and so turned to fetch the milk and honey.
"I will return momentarily, Bocchan."
Ciel sighed as he walked away. He pulled the pillow closer and he inhaled the smell of his butler. He blushed when a warmth moved over him. He felt his own heart thump a little faster and a strange tickle in his stomach. He sighed again and watched the door. He felt calm tonight, He was tired but he didn’t want to sleep really. He wanted to stay up and explore his thoughts. ” Hurry” he mumbled He wasn’t sure why he felt a little lost now that Sebastian was gone.
The milk was taking an annoyingly long time to warm in the pot on the stove and it was aggravating the demon. Of course, he could heat the liquid by his own means but he had once been caught 'cutting corners' once like that by Ciel and had been disciplined for it. Apparently the young Master did not like Sebastian 'tainting' his food.
He stared at the bubbling whiteness and finally poured it into a mug, along with a few drops of honey. He was back in the bedroom within seconds, handing the boy his drink.
"Please be careful, My Lord, it is hot."
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A small gasp escaped Rayne's lips as the scent of the demon enveloped her. She wanted to look away from him, but was frozen in place. The only movement was the rapid beating of her heart. "I...I don't know what else I would want. But...you sound like..." She gulped. "Like I would be bringing the end of the world." She finished, her voice shaky though she tried to hide it.
Sebastian smiled, showing his sharp teeth, "Perhaps..."
He was redressed in more comfortable attire, much more fitting for a servant. Black jacket, white shirt and black tie, an ensemble he had grown almost fond of throughout the centuries.
He knew his new Mistress was in no way frail or weak, but the way she looked now was definitely not with a look of certainty. He took the moment to try and lure her into a more enticing decision.
Sebastian moved closer and touched Rayne's chin with a long finger,
"The decision is yours to make, Miss," his crimson eyes flickered in the darkening room, "Whatever you choose to do, I am your faithful servant."
With that he lowered to one knee and bowed his head, his hair covering his sharp-toothed grin.
Hello. I wanted to know if you might be interested in staying with me till I am asleep?
"Ah, Bocchan. Once again you reveal your childlike side to me," Sebastian smirks but pulls the covers up around his master’s shoulders, "If that is what you wish, I will stay."
"Hush up and just stay with me" He said as he sighed and he closed his eyes. " I am just, I don’t feel like being alone is all" He smiled. He just wanted Sebastian to stay. He liked knowing he was there. He felt safer.
Sebastian sighed loudly and stood up straighter, his gloved hands behind his back,
"As you wish, my Lord." His master could be quite amusing at times; it fascinated him how utterly small he could look when lying in the king-sized bed made for humans much larger than himself. He actually looked his age for once.
Ciel smirked knowing he was there. He sighed himself and he fell asleep quickly with Sebastian there. He had been asleep no more than a few hours when he started to whimper and toss in his bed. He gripped at his pillow and trembled. The images flashing in his head were painful and his brand seemed to feel fresh. Ciel’s pants came harder and he shivered as if he was freezing.
The Young Master’s whimpers stirred Sebastian from his reverie; he had been standing in the same position for almost three hours straight - not a difficult task for a demon - and was thinking of what he should make for the boy’s breakfast. He stepped over to the bed, well aware of what he should do in such a situation. Ciel had had nightmares ever since the butler had formed the contract with him and, although they were becoming less frequent, they always shook the poor boy to the core.
Sebastian leaned closer and whispered so as not to frighten him more, “My Lord,” he pushed his master’s hair from his damp forehead,”Bocchan, wake up.”
Ciel trembled and he reached up and out. He tried to grip him” Sebastian” He whimpered” I. I am fine” He said. But his hand searched out Sebastian’s and he held it tightly. ” I. I was just dreaming.” He whispered. Ciel was glad he was there. He could never admit it. He could never tell him that he liked Sebastian there, that the way he breathed made him calmer. He sighed” You must think of me as a silly fool”
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The boy’s small hand gripped the demon’s tightly and the sudden contact almost made the demon step back. He held his stance, however, and placed his other hand on top of Ciel’s, encasing his tiny human hand like a snare.
He knew the boy was trying to be brave as he always did whenever he was scared and so he kept his expression calm and serious, “Of course not, my Lord,” he sat down on the bed beside him, still holding his hand, “Humans have memories that would rival demons’, they remember the most horrid details, even when they don’t want to. It is perfectly normal for someone who has had such experiences as your own to have flashbacks now and then. Do you wish to talk about it?”
He slipped over. ” Sit on the bed” he said softly and he sighed. He looked up to him and his eyes were dark and shaded from his lack of sleep. Ciel waited for the butler to rest on the bed and he leaned into him. He closed his eyes” I don’t remember much.” Ciel wasn’t going to tell the demon about the pain and the fear and the misery. he was sure that he knew of it, and knew exactly what they had done to him.
The look on his master’s face made Sebastian’s eyes flash with a deep hunger for a moment; he looked utterly helpless and his soul smelled especially sweet. He controlled himself as best he could and smiled wanly,
"I remember it well, Bocchan," the demon recalled the first time he’d seen the boy, all beaten and scared, a very different child to who he was now, "Would you care for some warm milk? You shouldn’t stay awake at such a late hour, you must think of your health."
Ciel held him and his fingers curled into the butler’s vest. He smiled and inhaled the way he smelled. it was safe and comfortable. It was wrong for him to feel so safe with that which was there only to devour him. He nuzzled a little more and felt sleep tugging at him” Yes please, with Honey?” he asked softly and he looked up at Sebastian with big wide eyes. ” But hurry back please.” He said in barely a breath.
The closeness of the young boy sent no feeling of contentment or 'love' through the demon, he wasn't even sure he was capable of feeling such things. He did, however, feel something like a restfulness, a calm resolve that made his demonic heart beat a little slower. It was probably due to the fact that his next meal was so close and vulnerable. His eyes flashed in the darkness.
He was a butler 'til the end, however, and so turned to fetch the milk and honey.
"I will return momentarily, Bocchan."
Grabbing onto his sleeve her ears folded back "Sebastian..." her clothes were torn as well as her body wounded "something bad happened."
Sebastian felt the tug on his jacket and turned to see the small fox-girl staring up at him with wide eyes. She looked a little worse for wear and it seemed that holding onto him was all that was preventing her from falling over.He leaned down and brushed a strand of hair from her face, “Are you alright, Miss?”
Inside the manor, Sebastian took the small girl to the servants quarters and down into the kitchen. Once inside, he poured some water into the kettle and put it to boil on the stove. He then took out some bandages and gestured for the fox to sit beside the table.
"I’ll clean those wounds up now, if you don’t mind, Miss," he needed her to trust him if he was going to get closer to her.
Taking her seat as well as letting him go at this point Serinaty let out a small sigh.Inside she was beating herself up for not…oh but she did do that so maybe it wasn’t all bad.”Don’t bother cleaning my wounds” she wasn’t human so naturally with some moonlight they’d heal faster than they already were.”If it’s alright I’d like to have a bath.Washing away the things that happened would be best” Serina has done something horrible tonight and wanted to forget it all.
Grabbing onto his sleeve her ears folded back "Sebastian..." her clothes were torn as well as her body wounded "something bad happened."
Sebastian felt the tug on his jacket and turned to see the small fox-girl staring up at him with wide eyes. She looked a little worse for wear and it seemed that holding onto him was all that was preventing her from falling over.He leaned down and brushed a strand of hair from her face, “Are you alright, Miss?”
Understanding the situation, Sebastian dropped the questions and gestured towards the manor house, “The Young Master is away right now, would you like to come inside to rest?”
Maybe he could have some fun manipulating the poor creature whilst his master was away.
Something felt quite off about his question yet if she stayed out her for sure they would come after her.”Yes,some rest would probably be best for me right now,thank you” keeping hold of his sleeve Serinaty went on walking twords the place tugging at him to come along.
Inside the manor, Sebastian took the small girl to the servants quarters and down into the kitchen. Once inside, he poured some water into the kettle and put it to boil on the stove. He then took out some bandages and gestured for the fox to sit beside the table.
"I'll clean those wounds up now, if you don't mind, Miss," he needed her to trust him if he was going to get closer to her.
Hello. I wanted to know if you might be interested in staying with me till I am asleep?
"Ah, Bocchan. Once again you reveal your childlike side to me," Sebastian smirks but pulls the covers up around his master’s shoulders, "If that is what you wish, I will stay."
"Hush up and just stay with me" He said as he sighed and he closed his eyes. " I am just, I don’t feel like being alone is all" He smiled. He just wanted Sebastian to stay. He liked knowing he was there. He felt safer.
Sebastian sighed loudly and stood up straighter, his gloved hands behind his back,
"As you wish, my Lord." His master could be quite amusing at times; it fascinated him how utterly small he could look when lying in the king-sized bed made for humans much larger than himself. He actually looked his age for once.
Ciel smirked knowing he was there. He sighed himself and he fell asleep quickly with Sebastian there. He had been asleep no more than a few hours when he started to whimper and toss in his bed. He gripped at his pillow and trembled. The images flashing in his head were painful and his brand seemed to feel fresh. Ciel’s pants came harder and he shivered as if he was freezing.
The Young Master’s whimpers stirred Sebastian from his reverie; he had been standing in the same position for almost three hours straight - not a difficult task for a demon - and was thinking of what he should make for the boy’s breakfast. He stepped over to the bed, well aware of what he should do in such a situation. Ciel had had nightmares ever since the butler had formed the contract with him and, although they were becoming less frequent, they always shook the poor boy to the core.
Sebastian leaned closer and whispered so as not to frighten him more, “My Lord,” he pushed his master’s hair from his damp forehead,”Bocchan, wake up.”
Ciel trembled and he reached up and out. He tried to grip him” Sebastian” He whimpered” I. I am fine” He said. But his hand searched out Sebastian’s and he held it tightly. ” I. I was just dreaming.” He whispered. Ciel was glad he was there. He could never admit it. He could never tell him that he liked Sebastian there, that the way he breathed made him calmer. He sighed” You must think of me as a silly fool”
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The boy’s small hand gripped the demon’s tightly and the sudden contact almost made the demon step back. He held his stance, however, and placed his other hand on top of Ciel’s, encasing his tiny human hand like a snare.
He knew the boy was trying to be brave as he always did whenever he was scared and so he kept his expression calm and serious, “Of course not, my Lord,” he sat down on the bed beside him, still holding his hand, “Humans have memories that would rival demons’, they remember the most horrid details, even when they don’t want to. It is perfectly normal for someone who has had such experiences as your own to have flashbacks now and then. Do you wish to talk about it?”
He slipped over. ” Sit on the bed” he said softly and he sighed. He looked up to him and his eyes were dark and shaded from his lack of sleep. Ciel waited for the butler to rest on the bed and he leaned into him. He closed his eyes” I don’t remember much.” Ciel wasn’t going to tell the demon about the pain and the fear and the misery. he was sure that he knew of it, and knew exactly what they had done to him.
The look on his master's face made Sebastian's eyes flash with a deep hunger for a moment; he looked utterly helpless and his soul smelled especially sweet. He controlled himself as best he could and smiled wanly,
"I remember it well, Bocchan," the demon recalled the first time he'd seen the boy, all beaten and scared, a very different child to who he was now, "Would you care for some warm milk? You shouldn't stay awake at such a late hour, you must think of your health."