A/N: AloisxCiel is so much more awkward now that I've agreed to cosplay Alois sometime in the near future and my friend (LadyxPhantomhive, this fic is for you!) is to cosplay Ciel… but I still like it~!

Alois sat in the armchair with his legs crossed. His shorts crept up his thighs, showing even more skin. He looked at Ciel, usual seductive grin creeping across his face and glint in his eye.

"Goodness, Ciel, you're such a bore." From behind his desk, the younger noble didn't look up.

"Pressing work," he muttered over the stack of papers.

"Ugh. Come on, Ciel, just a little game. Then I'll leave you alone." Ciel glanced up for an instant.

"Sebastian. Leave us."

"Yes, my lord." With that, he left the two teenagers alone. Alois stood from his seat and made his way across the room to where Ciel was sitting. He leaned over the chair, one hand on each armrest. He lowered his head until his lips were by Ciel's ear.

"Here's the game," Alois whispered. "It's called Seven Minutes in Heaven. I'm going to set a timer for seven minutes. You have to let me do whatever I want to or with you within those seven minutes. After that, you can choose when you want to stop." His voice grew into a singsong. "You won't want to." Ciel contemplated this.

"You have seven minutes, Trancy." Alois twisted the dial on an egg timer (resting on the desk) to the number seven. Following this, he moved back to where he had been, lips to ear. A tongue darted out and caressed the hollow behind Ciel's ear. The seated boy resisted the urge to shudder. Alois continued to essentially molest his junior's ear for a moment. A sudden sense of urgency came over him and he trailed open lips down Ciel's cheek and kissed him with all the weight of a feather.

"Mm…" Ciel hummed, opening his mouth to the kiss. "A-alois…." Alois pulled away for a heartbeat and snickered.

"You moaned my name," he pointed out. "While I was kissing you." Before Ciel could reply, his lips were caught again. Alois shifted so that he was no longer standing in front of Ciel but sitting on his lap. Ciel let out a low sound, a soft sound. Alois pressed their chests together, could feel the other's heart beating. Their hands roamed, caressing jaws, shoulders, waists.

"S-Sebastian," whispered Alois. Crack! Ciel slapped him and he stood against the desk.

"You- you whore!" Anger was evident in the Phantomhive's voice. "You dare kiss me and call me by the name of another? The name of my own demon? Alois Trancy, you are a slut, a tramp, a foul beast. Get out. I don't ever want to see you here again." His volume dropped. "And to think, I thought I actually loved you." Alois gasped.

"You love me?" he said in a low voice. "You love me?"

"Loved," Ciel said coldly. He turned to leave the room.

"Ciel…" Alois murmured. "Don't go. I'm… I'm sorry."

A/N: Wah~! Angst~! Thoughts? Love? Hate? Constructive criticism welcome!