They laid in bed. The sheets stained with blood and sweat. Glasses off to the side, hair mussed, cheeks flushed, bodies relaxed. The smaller drawing shapes on the tallers abdomen.
Claude chuckled softly breaking the quietness of the room.
"And what is so amusing Faustus?"
He sat up more reaching over the shorter male to get his glasses. "I was just thinking how you seem to find my kind so vile and disgusting yet here we are sharing a bed."
A slender hand grabbed his wrist pulling him back down.
"No one said you could move," the younger purred easily grabbing his other wrist holding them above his head as he straddled him.
Claude let his glasses drop back onto the nightstand and he looked up at the shorter male with golden eyes. "And who is going to stop me?" Claude replied.
"Do you need to be taught another lesson Faustus?"
Claude ran his tongue across his lips. "Perhaps I do..."
The shorter of the two chuckled and let him go the sheets rustling around them as he got up and wrapped one around his waist. He swiped his glasses off the counter and put them on pushing them up the bridge of his nose.
"It seems fitting that you would want punishment so willingly...seeing as you are a demon."
Claude chuckled and came up behind the shorter man pressing a kiss to his shoulder bone. "Is that such a bad thing...William?"
The shorter turned to face him. "Perhaps it isn't."
Claude smiled and turned away letting the sheet fall from his hips as he walked to the bathroom. William shook his head and began picking up the discarded clothing. He straightened as Claude walked out dressed and pushing his hair back.
"You'll be late for work if you don't start getting ready," Claude pointed out taking the dirty sheets from him.
William pushed his glasses up and nodded. "And who's fault would that be if I was?"
Claude merely smiled and set the dirty sheets in the laundry room. "As I recall, you came to the manor to see me."
He changed into his clothes his lips quirking into a small smile and picked up his scythe off the floor and wiped off the blood.
Claude smoothed his hair back and fixed his gloves. "Will I see you later?" He asked glancing st him.
"Most likely not," William answered picking up his book.
Claude nodded silently and turned to leave. William cleared his throat and the demon turned back beinf grabbed by the tie a second later and pulled into a soft kiss.
Claude pulled back as William fixed his glasses. "What was that for?" He asked the reaper.
William headed for the door pausing a moment before saying. "Because I love you."
Claude smiled to himself watching the man leave and bringing a hand to his lips.
WIlliam walked into the cottage. He was tired, irritable, and was in need lf a bath, preferably alone. However walking inside he paused.
A few candles were lit, food left on the counter for him with a golden fork. His favorite dish he noted.
Setting his scythe by the door and picking up the plate as he walked to the living room he once again paused.
Claude lay asleep on the couch. A book resting on his chest, glasses askew, long legs bent over the armrest. He smiled to himself and set the plate down on the table.
"Claude..."
The demon blinked shifting on the couch the bruise on his cheek a faint purple on his cheek making William frown.
"What happened?"
Claude brought a hand to his cheek. "His highness deemed me his new punching bag," he answered chuckling.
William frowned more. "I do not see why you insist on working for him."
Claude sat up running a hand through his hair. "A soul is a soul."
"You look exhausted," William sighed. "Go to bed."
Claude stood up setting the book on the table. "Are you coming?"
William shook his head. "Not yet, you go on."
Claude nodded and headed to the bedroom shutting the door behind him. He could hear William moving around in the living room. He was in bed asleep by ths time William came to bed. William turned to lay on his side looking at Claude.
"Why?"
Claude rolled over still mostly asleep as he faced William and yawned. "Because I love you..."