Hey everyone :D I'm not dead! Anyway, second chapter. It's really just a teaser, but if I didn't post this 1) you wouldn't understand where I'm going with this and 2) it would take longer to post the chapter, and I'm sure you don't want that. I have started working on a sequel to Can We Do It Again Now. It's going to be a romantic sequel, so I doubt there will be any sex in it. We'll see.

Warnings: hints of tripletcest (only of you squint; tell me if u want more tho :D), lime

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters mentioned in this story, nor do I own the anime itself.

Claimer: I own this plot and this story. That being said, if you repost this, please put my name as the author.

claude:

It's hard. Ever since I had accepted my feelings for Alois, I've wanted to do things to him. I'm not allowed to, but I can't help it. Earning his love isn't the problem; I can do that. I want to show him how much I love him. But, even though I'm a demon, I'm still a man and I haven't had sex for four months. For anyone, that's a long time. I love Alois, but I don't know how much longer I can bear without holding him.

alois:

It's hard not to throw myself at Claude. I see him, and I know he loves me, I know he's working hard to fulfill my wishes. And that just makes me so much harder for him. I love him; I always have. But knowing that he loves me back; knowing that he's trying so hard for me. It doesn't make it any easier to hold back.

"I would never dream of cheating on Alois," I said dismissively, washing the plates alongside Sebastian. Sebastian frowned.

"It's not cheating if he approves it, Claude. After all he has withheld sex from you and has offered no suitable alternative. You're a demon. You can't help it if you get hard just dressing him for the day," Sebastian teased. I glared at him.

"You're getting laid and I still see your eyes practically raping your master every time you get the chance." Sebastian scoffed.

"Why I would never-." Just then, Ciel popped in.

"Sebastian, would you mind if we stayed for the night?" Ciel asked sweetly. Sebastian gave him a leering smile.

"Of course not, bocchan (master). Whatever you wish." I stared at Sebastian pointedly. He sighed.

"Okay, I get your point. But can you really blame me? He's just too cute and sexy to resist." I stared.

"You need help. That poor boy probably gets shagged more in a month than a prostitute does in a whole year," I said, drying and putting up the last plate. Sebastian grinned.

"He does," Sebastian said, wiping his hands with a towel. I shook my head, walking out to our masters, Sebastian following.

"Claude, we would like to go to the theater this afternoon," Alois said, turning away from Ciel. I nodded.

"I'll purchase some tickets for tonight. Is there anything else you need," I asked, flipping out his pocket watch to check the time. Ciel nodded.

"We'll need some costumes for next week. One of the earls is holding a costume party." Alois smirked at Ciel as the boy talked. Ciel blushed, turning away from Alois to mumble about "damn nosy heirs." The butlers watched this silent exchange with curiosity, then decided it was all part of the boys' antics.

***no pov***

After the play, the boys went their separate ways after promising to see each other at the Earl Strangwick's costume party. As they were walking up the steps to the house, Claude wondered if the tense air was his imagination, but in actuality, Alois was wondering the very same thing. Ever since the dramatic incident that caused Claude to realize what Alois meant to him, both males had been very awkward around each other, taking care not to let their eyes or hands linger. Claude had had to stop bathing his master when he started getting erections from touching the milky soft skin. Alois had had to request Hannah take over dressing him because he could barely keep himself from jumping his butler in the mornings.

All in all, the servants of the Trancy household were getting annoyed with the lover's antics. They both loved each other, why not just screw each other and be done with it? Unfortunately, further conflict was to arise a few days later.

The triplet servants of the house were especially sick of the tension in the air. They were grateful that neither they, nor their brothers were being used for the demon butler's sexual satisfaction anymore, but the amount of tension between the two sweethearts broke their hearts. As they lay in their bed in the servant's quarters, the triplets mulled over what to do to help their master and his butler.

"We should do something romantic for them," Timber murmured, lying in Canterbury's lap as he stroked Thompson's (who was lying on his chest) hair. Thompson repositioned himself on his brother's chest and stared into identical red eyes.

"Like what? Dinner?" Timber nodded. Canterbury shook his head.

"They go out for dinner every week, so making them a special dinner wouldn't be special at all." Timber pursed his lips.

"You come up with something then!" Timber grumbled, pouting at his idea being shot down so effortlessly. Canterbury grinned.

"The Earl Strangwick's costume party is next week and Claude hasn't ordered Alois' costume yet." Canterbury grinned. His brothers looked at him blankly.

"So?" Thompson and Timber asked, confused. Canterbury rolled his eyes.

"So, when we take the order to the costume-maker, we'll change the order a little bit." Thompson and Timber tilted their heads. "Oh for the love of-, we'll change the order so that instead of getting a regular costume, Alois gets a sexy costume instead." Thompson and Timber's eyes lit up.

"Ohhhhh! That's a wonderful idea!" Thompson exclaimed, eyes glinting evilly. Timber nodded his agreement.

"So it's settled," Timber said, grinning in delight, "We'll sabotage Alois' costume!" All three brothers cackled evilly. Elsewhere, Alois and Claude sneezed.

On the day of the arrival of the costume Claude had ordered (and the triplets had sabotaged), Claude was instructed not to open the costume because Alois wanted to be the first to see it. Alois took the costume up into his room and hung it up, wanting to wait until tomorrow to try it on; he was sure it'd fit anyway. And if didn't, he could always wear the costume he wore last year. Only a select few people had seen him in it. So both Alois and Claude went to sleep without looking at the costume, neither knowing what the twins had done.

The next morning, Hannah woke up early to help Alois try on his costume. The boy was sleeping, so she gently shook him awake and smiled as he yawned cutely.

"Time to try on your costume, your Highness," Hannah said softly. Alois rubbed his eyes and nodded, slipping out of the bed and standing in front of Hannah. Hannah retrieved the costume from the armoire and laid it out on the bed. Then she stripped Alois and put on the costume, chuckling at the choice the triplets had made. When she was done putting the costume on him, the maid patted Alois' shoulder. Alois walked over to the mirror, and his eyes widened at what he saw. His costume was the complete opposite of last year's.

The costume was an angel costume, but no angel in heaven would ever dress like this. The costume consisted of two parts: a corset and a pair of tight microscopic shorts. The corset was tight, but he was still very comfortable. It was made of white leather with a soft inside lining for comfort, diamonds accentuating the tight fabric. The corset was completely backless (he supposed he could have wings attached) and it tied behind his neck and in the small of his back. The white leather shorts were smaller than anything Alois had ever worn, but they were still comfortable due to the soft lining on the inside. White lace stockings ran up his legs, meeting the garter around his thighs. Finally, a small white hat with wings lay upon his blonde head, tilted slightly for more flair. Alois turned around slowly, noting how the shorts made his ass look.

"C-Claude ordered this?" Alois asked, his voice shaking slightly from lust. Hannah nodded.

"Yes, he had it custom-made." Hannah grinned as her master's lip trembled. "You should probably take it off now, so you don't dirty it before tonight." Alois nodded numbly, still surprised that Claude had ordered this kind of costume. Hannah stripped Alois once again, and then redressed him in his sleep attire. Hannah put the costume back into the armoire and prepared to leave the room, but before she did, she paused. "I'll tell Claude that you'll be late for breakfast," Hannah said, a small smirk gracing her lips, "Just don't get your bed messy." Alois blushed and turned away from the door as Hannah left.

Alois climbed up onto his bed and flopped back onto the soft mattress. He flushed once again as he thought of Claude hand-picking the outfit that he had worn only a moment ago. He wished he was brave enough to be like Ciel and quit tip-toeing around the subject. Wistfully, Alois imagined all the wonderful things Claude could do to him.

Alois whimpered as his cock hardened, and his hand drifted down to his ass, rubbing his hole softly, occasionally dipping his finger into the soft bud. Reaching over to his bedside drawer, Alois withdrew a vial of oil and coated his four fingers in it. Then he laid back and shoved all of them inside at once, moaning as he was stretched for the first time in weeks. The blonde-haired boy's hips bucked as he spread his fingers apart, eager to stretch himself out and feel the sweet pain of being filled- even if it was just by his fingers. Alois continued to fuck himself with the digits, abusing his sweet spot over and over again, and keeping a tight grip on his cock so that he wouldn't cum.

When he hit his sweet spot particularly hard, Alois lost the grip on his cock and he clenched the sheets, riding through his orgasm. After coming down from his orgasm high, he reached back over to his bedside table and pulled out an average-sized ivory dildo and a long, thick ivory butt plug. Alois' eyes rolled back as he pressed the dildo in, abusing his sweet spot with it for a while and then taking it out and pressing the butt plug inside him so that any time he moved, the plug would brush his prostate. Then Alois laid back on the bed and formulated his plan.