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Ciel Phantomhive feels nothing, anymore. Not a single thread of empathy clung to the young demon. He chuckles to himself as he remembers that Sebatian was still destined to be his servant 'till the end of time. That didn't mean that he couldn't hurt him, deprive him, love him, hold him... for as long as they still stood as creatures of the night, rules are bent, broken and decayed to the point of endangerment. His strength is mighty, his wit percise and his shadow hidden from all the world.
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I still want my life. I'll always remember; do not go gentle. Do not go gentle into that good night. I remember the words they said. Do not blame your wretchedness on the fallen butterflies and bumblebees. Do not wipe your fears on the foggy window pain, only to awake in the morning with regrets. I will remember those words they said.
But you see I have unwittingly spit upon the flowers gowing. I have drowned in the sea, and I do not wish to be saved. I do not want pain to heal my wounds because I do not trust in god enough to let them.
Yet I still pray, I still weep with my hands tied. I still know that I am unworthy. I still know that I am in pain, and I love it. It's keeping me alive... if only for a moment; because in that moment I can feel the blood rushing through me. In the moment of my suffering I can feel the wind galloping behind my ears... and I am happy. In my moments of pain, I remember who I am.
Do not go gentle... I love you.
I love you.
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"You will not lie to me, Sebastian."
A single, gloved finger stroked along milky skin.
"You do want me?"
He asked with a shaky voice.
"Yes."
He searched those eyes for something, anything... but only found darkness. But Sebastian was his savior... his sword and shield. He was his everything. He trusted him with his soul and now... so much more. And he just wanted to stop the storm from tearing his very being apart.
"Can you keep the storm away?"
His voice was so quiet.
Those lips were hovering ever closer and that hand upon his legs was inching ever higher to his hip and he felt himself cracking... crumbling under the weight of this seductive creature that was looming above him.
"Yes."
So close... he was so close. Ciel could feel his breath upon his skin and he nearly burst right then and there, for he wanted his demon. He needed his demon. And he was far too weak to resist him anymore.
"Then I shall gladly give myself to you."
He whispered, and their lips touched.
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- Part 1 of Addiction
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Sebastian could feel the boy thrumming through the mark upon his bare hand. His wanting had grown and grown until it broke, and here they were. He fed off the boy's depravity... lapped up his facade that was crumbling until it almost didn't exist when they were alone. But Ciel was a wonderfully complicated soul, with both nothing and everything to lose.
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"Good boy, Ciel."
And then he felt the boy's body thrumming as he cried out; words a jumbled mess, voice raising to a pitch of undoing.
"Sebastian! Again- god, say it again!"
He was close... so, so close.
"Say my name again-"
Sebastian could feel it, and let himself be taken with the tide. It was building and building... beginning to collapse under the sheer pressure of those bruising hips. Sebastian led his tongue around small, purple blotches on the boy's neck and back, biting at those marks... his marks... as he obliged the order, whispering his name again and again into the delicate shell of his ear.
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- Part 2 of Addiction
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'His touches were petals falling to snow; ashes amongst a pile of bones that brought life to them again. He was so gentle with me, as if he feared breaking my skin if he only pushed a little harder against it. I knew that he would one day have my soul... a soul he found so pure and enchanting. He once called me exquisite. For what am I without a soul to animate me? His eyes seemed to glow in the dimness of the washroom. His gaze pricked at me; a rushing flame that would never extinguish. These limbs would not move without a force to occupy their senses, and these eyes would never close until they were sucked dry from their tears, and my essence had far ascended into that glowing that was infinite. He was infinite. And I was not.'
(Though this is part of a series, the other two are one-shots. This work stands alone; you do not have to have read the others to understand this plot line.)
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- Part 3 of Addiction
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'This is where it all began. With a fire; an ethereal burst of light. This is where it dissolved into nothingness; a black mass of destruction, hatred and chaos. This is where the fire started. When the walls were enveloped in a shining red ember, full of life and death and the bodies of his parents. When flesh embodied flesh and that was all they were... because no one else in that manor was alive.
This was his home. But home had never meant a thing to him. For home was where you made it, and I suppose he made it in me. Because I felt him clawing at me. I heard his voice; whispered in my ear like petals falling onto snow. And I never quite stopped seeing his face when I looked in the mirror. I never quite stopped remembering the color of his eyes. For I was haunted by a ghost whom didn't even exist. Because this was his home. I was his home. For this is where he lived. And this is where he died.'
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I never got to send another letter.
It was spring.
And I never really liked funerals.
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Time was an illusion.
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There was his scent again.
'Stop following me.'
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He'd started to remember.
And Sebastian didn't want to forget.
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'How could I ever forget the first time he kissed me?
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Slate grey hair fell over ears and under that delicate curve of a chin.
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For he was, indeed, the most beautiful creature I had ever seen in my life.'
(Based on this post: http://spillingashes.tumblr.com/post/137490495638/xlovelessangelx-kagenoakuma-whatever-you-do)
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Час був ілюзією.
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Знову відчувався його аромат.
«Припини мене переслідувати».
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Він почав згадувати.
І Себастьян не бажав забути.
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Время было иллюзией.
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Он снова учуял его запах.
«Прекрати меня преследовать».
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Он начал вспоминать.
И Себастьян не желал забыть.
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«Як я взагалі міг забути його перший поцілунок?
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Синювато-попелясте волосся впало на вуха та під витончений згин підборіддя.
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Адже він був, воістину, щонайпрекраснішим створінням, яке я бачив протягом свого життя». -
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«Как я вообще мог забыть его первый поцелуй?
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Синевато-пепельные волосы упали на уши и под изящный изгиб подбородка.
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Ведь он был, воистину, самым прекрасным созданием, которое я видел на протяжении жизни». -
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Саме тут все розпочалося. З полум`я, з ефірного спалаху світла. Саме тут усе перетворилося на ніщо; чорний згусток руйнації, ненависті та хаосу. Саме звідси стартував вогонь. Звідти, де стіни та тіла його батьків були поглинуті сяючими червоними вуглями, насиченими життям та смертю. Де плоть була поєднана з плоттю — ось і все, що лишилось... нікого живого не лишилося в цому маєтку.
Це був його будинок. Однак він ніколи не був для нього просто річчю. Адже я вважаю, що будинок, який ти змінив, змінив щось у тобі. Тому що я відчував його лещата. Я чув його голос: він шепотів мені на вухо так, як шелестять пелюстки, котрі падають у сніг. І я ніколи не припиняв бачити його обличчя, дивлячись у дзеркало. Я ніколи не забув повністю кольору його очей. Мене переслідував привид, якого навіть не існувало. Адже це був його будинок. Я був його будинком. Помешканням, у котрому він жив. Помешканням, у котрому він помер.
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The air was alive with insects, flitting about and landing to chew upon anchored wood. They hummed busily within the thickened air, and I swatted one away from my thick, damp lashes. The humidity within the air seemed to weigh them down slightly, governing them to move languidly as a snake would within tall grasses. It unnerved me, and I let it be.
| In which Sebastian Michaelis returns to him. |
(You can read this without reading the rest of the series and still understand it, though I urge you to consider reading Infinite, as well.)
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- Part 4 of Addiction
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“Then I’m afraid you have failed me.”
He murmured, taking my hand in his… kissing it softly as I knelt down beside him to hush the child to sleep once more.
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'A crooked laugh began to bubble within his throat, and so he let it be free into the air, throwing his head back and opening his arms to the impending rain.'
The taking of his soul, the giving of his longing.
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' Ciel blinked. He was silent for a moment, heart beating into his ears as he contemplated this. He shuddered out a sigh, eyes fluttering. He lowered his chest onto the bed. “Yes.” '
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As most things do, his death had a name.
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- Part 1 of Sebastian x Ciel Drabbles & One-Shots
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Ciel leans back, tentatively, trustingly, into his own death. He lays his head against his shoulder, and lets the water calm him. He is numb again, as he presses a weak kiss to whatever part of Sebastian his lips can reach. He says nothing, and yet the air is heavy with words. He hears Sebastian’s gravely voice begin to hum him a lullaby, and he drifts off to sleep in his arms, pink-tinted water cascading down his chest and into the tub.
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- Part 2 of Sebastian x Ciel Drabbles & One-Shots