A/N: Alright you guys, this is the second series I'm writing on this site! The last one I posted got good feedback, I hope this gets the same! This is a yaoi fic, keep in mind...
Sebastian was in his room, late at night. Sebastian took to reading with his favorite black cat.
"Reading with you is proving to be very therapeutic. It certainly takes my mind off of everything."
The cat simply purred and meowed at the demon. Sebastian started to stroke the cat. He sighed as he stared off into space and thought.
"It is very quiet tonight kitty, I wonder where he could be. It's not like him to not show up, he always does. It's probably that brat of his, he always orders him about."
The cat meowed again.
"I know, maybe I am overreacting, but still. I'm uneasy."
As if he heard Sebastian talking about him, he turned around and saw the man of wonder knocking on the window. That man's name was Claude Faustus.
"Sebastian, would mind opening this window?"
Sebastian put the cat on his bed and stood up and walked over to the man who was outside of his window. He crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at Claude.
"Why should I?"
Claude gave that devilish smirk and replied, "Because you look absolutely charming when you have your reading glasses on."
Sebastian scoffed and rolled his eyes as he took of his spectacles and threw them on the bed. He looked back at the golden-eyed demon with a frown.
"That's not going to work this time, Faustus. Why were you so late?"
"It was that brat Alois! All day he was ordering me about with inane orders! He wanted me to make him his greasy fish and chips and then he wanted me to watch him get dressed and then undress, ugh, he irritates me. I can't wait until I eat his soul and get it over with."
Claude was a butler to earl Alois Trancy, a spoiled brat with very bad mood swings. Even though this is the 21st century, he still acts as a butler. Sebastian then thought that since Alois was technically wealthy by today's standards it would make sense for him to have a butler. Like Sebastian, Claude was also a demon, though Claude was in a contract, Sebastian was not at the moment. The last soul he ate was centuries ago. His name was Vincent Phantomhive, founder of the Funtom toy company. It was rather popular in those times; the late 1800s. Like everything else, the times changed and Funtom couldn't keep up with the times and fell with the owner.
"MICHAELIS, LET ME IN!"
Sebastian rolled his eyes and gave in.
"Fine."
He opened the window and let Claude climb inside. He made his way to the bed and threw the cat off.
"Don't throw her like that!"
Claude rolled his eyes.
"Sebastian you know how much I dislike the creatures."
"You're a creature."
"A creature that you can't possibly resist."
"Shut up, Claude."
"Make me."
Sebastian hated it when Claude ran his mouth. He had one hell of a voice but he didn't know when to stop.
"I will."
Sebastian jumped on top of the other demon and pinned him down.
"Is it working yet?"
Claude shrugged.
"Nope. I may need some "persuasion"..."
Sebastian smirked and whispered so lightly in his ear that Claude would have thought that he was breathing.
"Alright then...I promise I won't be gentle..."
"I didn't ask you to be..."
THE REST IS FOR YOU TO IMAGINE!