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🔞#sebaciel Sebastian fucking Ciel mercilessly for hours, his teeth and claws and cock tearing into him until blood seeps from his pale skin, slicking up his delicate little thighs. And at his ear is the demon himself, whispering with every brutal agonizing thrust that Ciel

#sebaciel Sebastian somehow catching a strain of demonic flu, but every time he sneezes he involuntarily shapeshifts into one of his animal forms. And of course, the only known way to change him back each time he shifts…is with a kiss from his beloved young master.

🔞 modern #sebaciel Where Ciel approaches Sebastian at a seedy gay club, and the older man clocks immediately that the kid is both way too young and far too pretty to be at this place at all, much less alone. But Sebastian has never been one to deny himself /or/ lovely boys

modern #sebaciel | mpreg Where Sebastian just wants to keep his childbride boywife barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen. Unfortunately, for all his scheming, Ciel can’t cook worth a damn. At least nothing either would or /should/ ingest anyway.  So instead, while Ciel and his

#sebaciel | soul eating  When it comes time for Sebastian to eat Ciel’s soul, him doing so messily, violently, ripping into the boy with rows of teeth that circle down his throat like an ouroboros, with claws forged in hellfire and perdition.

#sebaciel Demon Ciel and Sebastian experiencing the passage of time together—WWI, the roaring 20’s, the Great Depression, WW2, the turn of the century—traveling the world and watching it change, seeing the impact they’ve made in just the few years of their original contract.

Sebastian fighting tooth and nail to scrub every bit of those vile cultists from his little master’s body, both inside and out. Because despite the boy responding to his touch like a wounded animal backed into a corner, Sebastian refuses to fail in his recently appointed duties.