I was getting supper ready when I heard my master calling me. I sighed and put down the dish I was currently working on. I made my way to my master's study, wondering why he summoned me. When I got there, I opened the door and stepped inside. I shut the door and turned around. My master had an unusual look on his face, almost as if he was trying to hide a very strong emotion.

"You summoned me?" I asked, wondering again why I was here.

"Come here," Ciel said. I made my way over to my master's desk and stopping in front of it. Ciel suddenly stood up, walked over to me, and just stood there, as if he were waiting for something to happen.

"My lord?" I questioned. Ciel suddenly looked up with a determined look on his face, grabbed my tie, and pulled my head down for a kiss. My eyes widened in surprise as our lips met. Ciel's arms wrapped around my neck as my eyes slowly closed. I lost myself in the pleasure one gains from the kiss of a loved one. I unconsciously brought my arms to my master's hair and ran my fingers through it as the kiss became a little more aggressive.

Ciel shivered and his mouth opened a little, allowing my tongue to slip inside. He tasted of the carrot cake I baked earlier, an attempt to make him eat his vegetables. He refused to eat it, but when I left the room, he ate a little piece and arranged the cake to where It looked like there wasn't a single piece missing. I almost smirked at the memory but my mouth was a little busy at the moment.

My tongue explored the flustered boy's mouth and I got a little moan in return. I smiled on the inside and kept exploring my master's mouth with my tongue. I remembered that Ciel had to breathe and I pulled away, leaving our foreheads touching. Ciel avoided making eye contact with me and he was blushing furiously. I pulled back a bit, put my finger under Ciel's chin, and forced him to look at me.

"What was that for?" I asked, smiling. Ciel blushed even more and turned away.

"I don't have to explain myself to you," he muttered, "now get back to work." With that, he walked back to his desk and resumed whatever he was doing before I walked in.

"Yes, my lord," I said, smirking. I turned around and walked back to the kitchen with a smile on my face. I never really understood my master's actions sometimes, but whenever he has an urge to vent his feelings via kissing, I will always be there to help him with that task.