My Lord, Ciel

Is this a yaoi short story?! Or is it just a big misunderstanding?

“My Lord, it is time for you to wake up” Sebastian said while drawing the curtains. Ciel groaned, “What time is it, Sebastian.”

“It’s already 10.45 a.m.” Sebastian pulled Ciel’s covers causing him to nose-dive from his bed and onto the floor. “Sebastian!” Ciel got up with a bleeding nose, “If this is one of your jokes, it is definitely the worst.” Before being able to continue, Sebastian advanced onto Ciel licking the blood dripping from his nose.

“W-What on earth are you doing Sebastian?!” Ciel stepped back in awe. His face slowly turning red as Sebastian dabbed Ciel’s blood across his tongue. “As tasty as ever, My Lord. Now hurry up and undress, you are late for violin class.”

“I don’t need you to dress me today. I can handle it by myself.” Ciel said as he walked towards his wardrobe only to be blocked by Sebastian. “Have you forgotten the last time you tried to dress yourself? Honestly, you looked like a beggar.”

“Do not insult me, Sebastian! I am your master and you are to listen to whatever I say.” Ciel said as his temper grew, “Even if it means throwing your life away on a whim because I said so.”

Sebastian studied Ciel’s expressions carefully, “Very well then young master.” Sebastian picked up Ciel and plopped him back onto his bed, “But I cannot leave you like this, My Lord.”

“Sebastian, stop playing around!”

Sebastian placed his fingers on Ciel’s lips, “Do you not trust me young master?” He looked at Ciel with pleading eyes. With a heavy heart Ciel gave into Sebastian.

“It will only take a while,” coursing his devilish fingers on Ciel’s shirt, “Just like always.”

As Sebastian’s fingers slowly unbuttoned Ciel’s shirt, Ciel sat there frozen in fear. His mind wandered around on Sebastian’s next move as his eyes were firmly shut. He could feel his cheeks turning red and a burning sensation overflowing from his heart.

“Why are you so uptight young master? It’s not like I’ve never helped you to change your clothes before.” Sebastian said with a soft tone.

“I-It’s not like that…!”

“Oh? Then what is it young master?”

“It’s just…” Ciel’s voice began to fade away as Sebastian’s crimson eyes seem to pierce through his very own soul.

“Young master? Your face seems to be red, are you having a fever?” Sebastian leaned against Ciel, forehead to forehead.

Ciel is on the verge of collapsing now. Unable to bottle up his forbidden emotions, Ciel uttered, “Sebastian…I l…”

Before being able to finish his sentence, Mei-Rin, the household maid barged in with a letter, “Master! We have an issue on our hands!” Mei-Rin paused for a moment as she saw Sebastian on top of Ciel, “O-O-Oh my God! A-Am I interrupting something?”

Ciel, suddenly snapped back into reality and pushed Sebastian away from him, “Sebastian was just helping me to change my clothes…!”

Sebastian tumbled and hit against the wall next to Mei-Rin with a bang. “S-Sebastian are you alright?” Mei-Rin frantically asked. Sebastian got up and assured Mei-Rin, “Everything is perfectly fine.”