Me and the Devil

The Dream

Third Person:

The rain pounded on the window of the Phantomhive Manor. Ciel sat at his desk, sipping his cup of Earl Gray Tea. He looked at the paperwork on his desk and sighed.

"So much to do..." He quietly said to himself. He placed the now empty cup on the deep oak desk and looked through the letters. Letter after letter held invintations (I'm too lazy to check how to spell) to parties all over London. Ciel sighed and left them in a small pile on his desk. Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, the whole room was engulfed in flames. Ciel stood up from his chair so quickly, it fell to the ground with a loud thud. 

"Sebastian!" He yelled, watching the flames dance closer to him. He backed away quickly, looking around. There was no excape from the fire.

"Seba....Sebas..." He coughed out, feeling his asthma act up.

"Se..." He said before falling to the ground. He watched the flames crawl towards him when everything went black...

Ciel woke up to see he was in his bed. He felt someone shift next to him. He slowly turned his head to see Sebastian laying next to him. Ciel's eyes widen with surprise.

"What the hell, Sebastian?!" He yelled, blushing. Sebastian smirked and moved closer to him.

"Enjoying myself, young master." he whispered seductively. Ciel shuddered and tried to move away from him. Sebastian pinned his hands above his head and started kissing him roughly. Ciel fought against him, but soon gave in, kissing him just as passionate. Their lips parted, allowing both of their tongues to fight for dominace. Sebastian won and started to undress Ciel. He then started kissing the younger male, causing him to moan.

Ciel's POV:

I sat up, my black blue hair slick with sweat. I could feel my heart beating quickly in my chest. I flopped back onto my back.

"It was just a dream..."