Monochrome kiss - Ciel X Reader

'What is your wish?' the masculine voice asked with an echo from the heart of the forest.
'I want you to kill them!' she answered,branches hitting one another as a small breeze ran through them.
His eyes became a pure scarlett as a wolfish grin spread onto his handsome features. Into his pale cheeks - too pale to be mundane - the prettiest of dimples carved,shadows falling upon his forhead. His aura consumed itself,disipating into thin air as he descended from the tree,landing with grace onto the ground into a kneeling position. He wore a black tuxedo and under it a pearl white perfectly ironed shirt. His ghostly white hand rested itself onto his chest,where his heart was supposed to be frenetically beating in order to pump blood through the veins. One knee was planted into the muddy,still wet soil,while the other was just above the ground.
His features couldn't be seen because his raven black bangs covered his face,but he certainly did have beautiful carbon black lashes which were pointed to his lower lid.
'Yes,my lady!' he finally said,voice so deep and seemingly so out of the world that made her hesitate for a bit.
Bringing his head up,the breeze swayed on one part his bangs,revealing a pair of orbs which put rubies to shame,flashing for a bit crimson red,the color of the healthiest blood.
'Now may I?' the male asked,nonchallantly placing his cold lips against the girl's frame,who nodded in defeat.
Another sick smile played upon his features before the pact to be sealed. Caressing the soft skin,he placed an almost chaste kiss onto the nape of the girl's neck,bitting down onto the soft skin,sinking his sharp canines as further as he could,feeling her tense in fright.
Small rivers of crimson blood trickled down her skin,glowing purple and defying gravity laws,until it formed a five pointed star and a circle - the faustian pact.
Her little legs became weak from the loss of blood and it wasn't long until she fainted in his arms. The male picked her up with care,smiling down at the one whose desperate pleas reached his ears.
Instead of blood or a nasty gash onto her neck,there was the sign of the pact which couldn't be taken back and condemned her to losing her soul for all eternity,almost unnoticeable.
'Sleep well,my lady!'.

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The Trancy estate was always known for the opulence shown to the crowd. On the other side the Phanthomhive avoided such big events from considerents not known to the public,but none was to question their thinking.
Elizabeth was always by his side,the Earl's young and only son,Ciel. That was just normal in everyone's eyes,as they were already engaged,even as young as they were. The blonde girl went on and on with her talk,but the boy seemed to pay somewhat attetion to something else - or rather said,someone else. That someone was just across the room,on the opposite side of it and she just happened to be the young Earl's bestfriend.
Shyly smiling at him,she waved delicately in order for only Ciel to notice - and he did indeed,as he mirrored her gesture.
Truth to be told,the brunette boy would have enjoyed more spending time with the (h/c) haired girl rather than listening to Elizabeth's rants.