Ferocity of his demon was never questioned by Ciel notwithstanding how well it was hidden behind the butler’s magnificent facade. It was solely an illusion they both designed and maintained for the watchful audience they were encircled by. Any scene had limits the actors had to respect, yet a child of nobleman couldn’t establish any frames for the entity who’s powers were unlimited by mortal’s recognition, however as far and as clear this mortal boy could see it — he strived to reach those blurried inky facets of his predator’s nature and enchain them. The beast may be considered himself free, but the very moment he lost his control was exactly the moment when his lovely prey beckoned him in a trap.

It was a new level of control Ciel slowly discovered along with his humiliation. And before this hellish slave to his innocence will finally relish him, he will let the poison in to make it more bittersweet.

                 ❝ You’re like a child that steals candy before dinner.
                         Pathetic. No different than any other man.
                  But at least you’re honest when you speak of hatred.

                     If you’d speak of something else, I would laugh.
                                            Oh, I would… ❞

In all verity, Sebastian was reminiscent to the mysterious cosmic expanse which embraced countless galaxies and separate stars in neverending unity. He was as empty as he was greedy of astral shine and he was as sapient as he was arrogant, especially when it came to humans and much to Ciel’s chuckle demon’s real image now was closer to human than ever. In the end, it wasn’t just about the suit… for being human meant getting what you want by all means.

    ❝ Because I like it when you don’t care. It shows me real you.
        Everything you do — you do just for yourself. And oh…
         you’re so in love with yourself, Sebastian.

                               Just like a real human. ❞

Out of sudden he laughed so nonchalantly with demon’s lips brushing against his neck. His delicate palms slid up from predator’s chest straight to his strong shoulders, delivering a soft caress. It was as SINCERE as it was INSANE. Further on their eyes met to grant each other a silent promise, but there was something sinister about Ciel’s glance. The boy gently cupped devil’s face in his hands and whispered to his ears voluptuously:

              ❝ You want my kisses? Or is it my body you need?
           You’re so funny, Sebastian… Take it all. It’s not that innocent anymore. ❞

And he pressed his lips against the devil’s, even though he never experienced a familiar sensation before — he didn’t care. All that he wanted was to spoil the process for Sebastian, to make that bastard realize that his petty desires were nothing special, even if this will take him through pain and shame — he’s not that innocent to be afraid.

             ❝ Shut me up as much as you want, tear me into pieces, choke me, mock me, hate me, but you’re trapped in this with ME. You are what you eat. ❞