He saw him again . . . . . . . . . on the street . . . . . . . .
That person, that people claimed was a demon.
That person with the most usual eyes . . . . deep crimson red.
That person with the darkest hair, yet had a shine that put women to shame . . . .
That ivory skin, that made you think of porcelain china . . . .
Yes, he never aged. He never showed weakness. And he was a well-known prostitute on the streets of England . . . . .
The head of the Phantomhive family, so young and yet so powerful, was Ciel Phantomhive.
He had seen that "demon" as they called him, many time.
First he had been disgusted.
Then slowly, but surely he became infatuated by the creature himself . . . .
The way he had an icy look, then seductive, then indifferent, all fascinated him about that person.
Yes, that was part of that "demon's" job, but he did it so well.
The evidence, was in the clients . . . . that person had many . . . .
Most were rich and powerful men, and at nights, you would see carriages ride up to his apartment located in a back alley.
They would enter eagerly and anxiously.
Then the noise could be heard . . . . the moans, the groans, the screams and those types of things.
And waiting outside, near the door listening to all that took place, was Ciel Phantomhive . . .
He would grow angry and hot, as he heard the passion that was befalling the "demon", because he was not the one giving it to him . . . .
Then he would start to sooth his mind, by imagining that he was the one, invading that beautiful creature . . . .
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[2 weeks later]
"Here" he said, as he thrusted the wade of cash, at the "demon" who was standing in the middle of the road.
The "demon" was a bit put off by the sudden offer. Yes, he had been waiting on his next customer, but he never expected him to be so young . . . .
The demon put his hand forward to receive the money. He placed into his coat pocket, and then ushered Ciel to follow him . . . . . . . .
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