Claude walked back to the mansion where he was greeted by the triplets and Hannah, they looked at him as if to ask how the event went, but Claude's eyes remained emotionless as he really wasn't in the mood to talk about it. Even though he won, and managed to take Sebastian, he just couldn't actually bring himself to say he had sex with Sebastian. His mind drifted off to how the other male would be dealing of the situation, he was sure he was confused, especially about the kiss they had shared. Claude knew that would confuse Sebastian, which was why he did it, he wanted to show the boy he wasn't a push over, but at the same time he wanted to lead him on, make him believe that he had feelings for him, that way he would get weak and crumble down into nothing.
His thoughts where interrupted when a small blonde haired boy came bouncing into the room and clinging to his legs like there was no tomorrow. He wanted to do nothing more than to kick the boy at the wall, but he had to remain calm, after all it was his Danna-sama. So instead of kicking him to the wall, he looked down at him, curiously.
"So how did it go?"
Still no sign of emotion change, or any sound at all coming from the older butler's lips, he wanted to snap at the boy, tell him to ask Ciel, since he knew he was the one who told Ciel of his plan in the first place, but no he bit his lip like before and just smirked at the boy, that's all he needed to do to end the boys curiosity.
"You know Claude, Why did you go after Michaelis when you could have had me?" Alois smirked as he rubbed himself up and down the butlers leg in an attempt to lure the man in, but of course Claude had no interest in the small boy, why would he, he was just a kid after all. It always made him laugh when heard people assuming he and Alois was in an intimate relationship, he wasn't that desperate.
Slowly his mind wondered back to the fight he had with Sebastian. Was it really that normal to use that type of combat, he didn't really know but at the same time he didn't really care, he had Sebastian right where he wanted him, vulnerable and confused.
Ciel pressed a small towel to his butlers head, it wasn't normal for him to have to do something like this for his butler, but he was worried, even though he wouldn't admit it to his face, he really worried about the butler, especially if he came back in this condition. Sighing he left the cloth on the boys head and studied his face, it looked so soft… perfect and pale. He could tell where Claude had attacked him because there were faint marks where the skin was healing over.
Sighing Ciel moved back, he really was useless without his butler; he hadn't even dressed yet, so he was walking around in his white night shirt. "Please get better soon Sebastian…" he mumbled before turning on his feet and walking back to his room. He had to admit he was scared when he walked downstairs to find out why his butler hadn't woke him only to see his butler passed out on the floor in the door way bleeding.
He himself had carried the butler back to his bed, and he would make sure the butler knew that too. So he had more comfort he had placed him in his own double bed and puffed the pillows for him, just like he did for Ciel when he was ill.
Sebastian sighed and looked up when he saw the young master leave the room, he was so grateful to have such a kind master. He had many masters in the past, but none was as nice as his Bocchan, even though many saw the rough horrible said, Sebastian saw the truth.
His mind then wondered to Claude, he was confused, for some reason he wasn't angry at Claude for what he did, he did kind of enjoy the way Claude moved in and out of him, but at the same time, it was Claude, and that thought made him feel physically sick. It wasn't uncommon for demons to have fun together, but never two who hated each other as much as Claude hated Sebastian.
His hand rose and pressed to his lips, for some reason that was the part that kept replaying on Sebastian's mind, it wasn't rough… it was so soft, the way Claude pressed his lips gently onto his own, as if to say sorry… or even I love you.
Sebastian shock his head letting his black hair flow left to right, he picked the rag up once more and placed it back on his head, it didn't really do anything for him but it felt nice against his skin. He really wanted to see what damage Claude had done to his… other end, but he decided that probably wasn't the best thing to do in his Bocchan's bed. Though after everything that had happened, the encounter, the bloodshed the violence the sex… there was one thing that stuck in his mind even more than the kiss. And that was…
Claude carried him home and whispered 'Please be safe.'