AUTHOR'S NOTES~
Well, this is my first fic... so..
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I know already that the characters are out of, well, character. T.T
BUT STILL.
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There was no easy way to say it.
Sebastian just couldn't say it.
He couldn't.
But Ciel had to hear it.
He desperately had to hear it.
"Young master.."
"Y-yes…?"
"He's... he's ready…"
Ciel Phantomhive was busy getting ready for a rather special evening with the last person on this planet that anyone expected.
And Sebastian Michaelis was trying, and failing, to cover his disgust. And his jealousy.
The dark butler presented himself as professionally as ever, though through his heartless red eyes Claude Faustus could practically smell the harsh, green envy. Claude, as a fellow butler-from-hell, personally found the attractions between demon and human sickening. His own charge, Alois Trancy, wasn't much of a prize in his opinion anyways, so he had less distractions than Sebastian. Sebastian was as good of a butler as one could ask for, though at many moments his temptations took him out of reality. There were one too many nights that Claude could recall finding Sebastian alone in his chamber, with nothing but a photo of Ciel, and lotion.
Ciel, however, took no notice of Sebastian's interest in him, or his obscene jealousy of Ciel's new companion. He was perfectly content fumbling around his closet to find the ideal shoes for this occasion. No matter how many times Sebastian recommended his danky, beat up clogs, Ciel still believed his taste was just that flawed. Once the young Earl was as satisfied with his outfit as he would ever be, he commanded his faithful butler to look him over, head to toe, just to be sure that he was presentable.
Sebastian looked stern as he complied with his master's request, and took his sweet time "checking" the young lad over.
The perverted beast restrained a snarl as Ciel flushed red at the call of his name from out in the hall.
"C-coming!" he replied. Ciel nodded at Sebastian and Claude, and the two servants responded by simultaneously opening his bedroom doors. A young, blonde-haired boy practically leaped into the elegant room, and straight onto Ciel. Both boys went toppling to the floor, but obviously neither minded. The blonde took no care in hiding his skilled kisses that were being planted all over the blue-haired boy. He was exceptionally close to grinding his hips onto Ciel's, but was reminded of their apparently unwelcomed company.
Sebastian and Claude both looked firmly at their respective masters. Claude's eyes sighed silently behind his glasses as Alois peered up at him for a moment, then proceeded to licking Ciel's now revealed thigh.
Sebastian kept a stiff gaze on his young master, though he already knew that he would soon be cast out once again, left to the skills of his right hand.
Alois sat up over Ciel and made a less-than-obvious eye roll.
"You're dismissed, Sebastian." he practically hissed the name, "I know you'll serve something wonderful tonight, Claude~!" His face lit up at the mere thought of Claude cooking. Ciel squirmed underneath the blonde, since he was always uncomfortable with Alois' reactions to speaking with Claude.
Sebastian and Claude both silently bowed to the boys and stepped out of the room, carefully shutting the doors behind them. Alois grinned wickedly at Ciel, "I have to go to the bathroom. Do you mind?"
Ciel avoided his eyes, lost in thought. "Not at all."
With that, Alois skipped away into Ciel's private laboratory. He honestly looked like a rabbit sometimes, Ciel thought to himself.
But a much less pleasant thought kept creeping into his mind. Ciel couldn't have helped but notice it.
Right after he said Claude's name…
*sigh* "….he popped one."
"If you truly were a faultless butler, you would do better to hide your ridiculous emotions."
Claude harshly chopped away at a tray of veggies. Sebastian couldn't help but monitor how distracted he seemed.
"We have been through this. I do my best." Sebastian raised his head slightly and listened intently to the ceiling. "It surprises me that the bed is not slamming against the floor by now. Your master is certainly taking his time tonight, Claude." The red-eyed butler smirked with his last statement, knowing how much Claude loathed discussing these things.
"Focus on your task at hand, Sebastian." Claude furrowed his brow only for a millisecond, but Sebastian had definitely caught it.
Sebastian shrugged and went across the kitchen to fetch a jug of cream. It was perched across the counter, and Sebastian had to bend forward quite a bit to reach it. Though this only took a split moment for the demon to do, it felt like a confusingly wonderful eternity for Claude. The way his tight black slacks hugged his behind, how vulnerable that posture was…
*SMACK!* *SMACK!*
They both froze.
Claude was more dumbfounded than Sebastian was, but only barely.
Sebastian slowly straightened himself, lightly rubbing his bottom.
Claude backed away from him, glaring at his gloved hand.
In a flash, Claude was out of the kitchen, carrying a tray he snatched on the way out. Once safely in the hall, he gingerly patted his cheek, the sting of his own slap still fresh.
Back in the kitchen, Sebastian kept his composure, though he wasn't sure why he should have bothered when no one was around.
He made a slight face, again rubbing his butt.
"That hurt, Claude."
Ciel gaped, open-jawed, at the scene before him.
Alois was standing with his right leg up against one side of the doorway, and his back pressed against the other side.
He had nothing on but lacy black boy shorts, which did very little to hide his throbbing crotch.
He dropped to all fours and crawled over to where Ciel still sat on the floor, pulling the expression of a starving lion on the hunt.
Ciel loved and hated when Alois got like this, because it got to him sooooo, so much.
Looking back on that moment the next day, Ciel recalled that the speed of his erection was similar to that of a bullet.
Once Alois had crawled right over Ciel, who had slowly backed down onto the floor, he raised his right hand and pretended to scratch at the boy, growling as he did so.
Ciel narrowed his eyes in impatience, waiting for the moments ahead. Alois, however, felt that the two had nothing but time. He slowly and delicately crawled back down and removed Ciel's shoes (It seemed like going with the easy slip-offs was a good idea!). As Alois carefully began slipping the left sock off, Ciel scowled.
The younger Earl grabbed two handfuls of platinum blonde hair and shoved his face against the others, hardly caring if he missed his mouth or not. Alois flinched at the sudden impact, slightly because Ciel had involuntarily smashed his nose into Alois' eye.
Alois pulled back, gasping for air. "Hey there, cowboy! Let's not forget who's riding who!"
Ciel rolled his eyes yet again, but how could he defy this striking temptress?
Alois proceeded to get half of Ciel's shirt undone before Claude rushed into the room, flustered and disoriented.
Alois and Ciel both slightly tilted their heads to the side, confused by his unusual movements.
He unsteadily set the food out for them, bowed shakily, and nearly sprinted out of the room.
The two boys straightened their heads, glanced partially at the food, but decided that they had much tastier substances in mind.
W-what? That was… That was…. Claude thought frantically. His composure almost completely gone, he trailed his satin-enclosed hands through his tousled hair.
I just…could not... As he paced down the corridor, Claude noticed the deep candlelight approaching him.
Sebastian ducked around the corner to find a blushing Claude standing idly in the center of the hall. A blushing Claude? Now, that was a sight that Sebastian deeply wanted to take advantage of.
Smirking devilishly, Sebastian stepped next to Claude, enjoying the sudden tense of his shoulders.
"Pardon me."
Sebastian slid his shoulder across Claude's, breezing past him.
"…." Claude twitched.
That was his second erection that evening.
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