sass-master-sebastian:
Was that a yes? It certainly seemed like it. And then, who should take the lead? Obviously, it was his problem, but certain images of the Prince kneeling and the like floated around his mind. His skin grew even hotter and Sebastian tugged at the zipper of his clothes in an attempt to cool himself.
He decided then, and switched their positions, pulling Ciel on top of him while he sunk into the couch, still staring into those curious blue eyes. How beautiful he would become, stained in sin.
“Now then, please aid me."
──♚── Ｃiel gasped as their positions were switched and he suddenly found himself ontop of the larger male. Slender, bare legs straddled the outlaw’s hips as he sat up and gazed down at Sebastian. Those cheeks were still stained with a light blush as he just sat there, unsure how to continue.
Ｈad he really agreed to this? The virgin didn’t know what to do or how to even begin. A timid hand reached forward and tugged gently on the zipper of his flight suit, but he barely got it down halfway before he bit his lip nervously.
”Ｗell.. I.. What do you want me to do first? How can I aid you..?“ Just to test the waters, he tried rolling his hips a little, grinding down into Sebastian’s lap. Was his first time really going to be with a stranger?
