Ciel moans with each thrust into the sheets before he bites them, shut eyes tearing up slightly from the overwhelming sensations of pleasure, mostly pleasure, but a bit of pain too. He'd already sold his soul to the devil, so did it really matter that he was enjoying this? Something that would normally be considered a sin. As the faint question crosses his mind he smiles just a tad, sinking into the pleasure as his conciousness of the pain fades a bit slowly, knowing he'd love to commit this "sin" over and over as long as it felt like this. He reaches the climax, all thoughts fading from his mind as he lets out a loud moan of Sebastians name, releasing the sheet from his mouth, the pearly white liquid shooting out of his member.