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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Kuroshitsuji_|_Black_Butler
  Relationship:
      Sebastian_Michaelis/Ciel_Phantomhive
  Character:
      Ciel_Phantomhive, Sebastian_Michaelis, Meyrin_(Kuroshitsuji), Finnian_
      (Kuroshitsuji), Bard_(Kuroshitsuji), Tanaka_(Kuroshitsuji)
  Additional Tags:
      Anal_Sex, Irony, Public_Sex
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-12-16 Words: 478
****** Just How Long Do You Need ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     Two conversations, one public and one private.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
"Hey, Finny, do you like horses?" Meyrin's voice was pitched low, soft, so as
to not disturb the evening calm. Being autumn, fat leaves hung from thin
drooped braches, like heavy drops of blood waiting to fall. The air surrounding
their quiet procession smelled like cold and spice. The carriage they rode on
rattled softly with the weight of their baggage, Bard snoring softly from where
he sat slumped on the top of the carriage. Meyrin, Finny and Tanaka rode on the
front seat, Finnian's hands casually grasping the reins.
Inside the carriage, Ciel's hands had made rumpled fists of the soft velvet
that lined the walls as Sebastian's wicked tongue snaked a wet line down his
back, before teasing lower.
"Of course! I like their noses."
               
"Noses!" Meyrin exclaimed, the high pitch to her voice the only thing that kept
them from hearing the low wavering moan forced from Ciel's throat as Sebastian
slid a long finger inside him, the motion slow and teasing enough to allow
intimate knowledge of the rough edge of each joint and knuckle. "Why do you
like the noses?"
"They're soft." Finnian replied simply, looking at Meyrin in surprise. "Haven't
you ever pet a horses nose? It's soft, like velvet."
Ciel's face was currently crushed into the velvet of the wall, his legs
cramping and aching from the strain of holding his position. Sebastian breathed
a small laugh on his neck, before he pushed inside, the thick, blunt head
widening Ciel so deliciously slowly. The weight of him moved them together,
pushing him deeper and deeper into Ciel, until the boy was sobbing with it.
The carriage slowly rocked down the road, and Bard snorted, shifting to the
side as Ciel bit down hard on his knuckles. Anything to keep sound from leaking
out.
“I’ve never touched a horse before.” Meyrin said, her voice taking on a musing
tone. “They always seemed so big. And usually they’re going too fast to touch.”
Finnian cocked his head to the side, before smiling at her brightly. “Ah, you
should come to the stables then! I can show you around, you can even feed them
from your hand!”
“Really?” Meyrin said excitedly. Ciel came, mouth open and silent, thick white
dripping from Sebastian’s now soiled glove, pooling on the leather seat he
knelt on.
“Really.” Finnian replied confidently, giving her a quick thumbs up. “I’ll
protect you.”
Sebastian curled over Ciel and spent into the gasping boy, hot and wet.
Tanaka clicked the reins, making the horses step a little faster, for a few
moments. Sebastian wiped away their mess with a handkerchief, before settling
Ciel down with a sigh. Ciel leaned close, to murmur something to him, and
Sebastian let out a brief chuckle.
“Ah.” Finnian said, looking back at the covered window behind them. “I guess
they’re not asleep in there after all.”
               
 
End Notes
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