Ciel didn't ask how Sebastian was going to find Claude. He really couldn't have cared less as long as his order was obeyed. It would only be a short matter of time before Sebastian returned with him. Ciel reclined on the bed, stretching his arms above his head and humming to himself at the feel of the plush bedcover beneath him.
Ciel had made Sebastian dress him special for tonight. He had fancied a harem look; fine white pants that slit up the outer sides and gathered just above his ankles with a wide silver cloth wrap at the waist, and a short sapphire blue vest that exposed the middle of his chest. Sebastian had chuckled at him as he was helping him tie the waist wrap, stating how his pale complexion and obvious English features made him completely incompatible with the outfit, considering how dark India's people were. He also commented on how Ciel rarely dressed up for him anymore, much less their former enemy.
To shut him up Ciel had simply given him what he liked to call the 'eyes of the incubus', wordlessly challenging him to change his opinion, and Sebastian immediately tried to reverse the dressing process. When Ciel wouldn't let him he simply stated that he had been wrong and that Ciel looked stunning.
Ciel turned his head to the side to look in one of the huge mirrors he had had Sebastian put up in the room earlier that day. He wanted to be able to see what was going on, as he hated being cornered or having a blind spot. Yes, he thought he looked very desirable. Ciel licked his lips toward his reflection and pulled up one knee to strike a more seductive pose on the bed.
"Damn right I'm stunning." He breathed, his eyes flashing red for a moment.
"A narcissist as well as a gambler? My, my, Lord Ciel you are a busy lad."
Ciel did not turn over to face the voice, having sensed that he was there, he simply smiled at himself.
"Come where I can see you." Sebastian obeyed, and moved so that Ciel could look at him in the mirror. Ciel had ordered him to change into similar clothes to his own when he returned. In the split second that Sebastian had entered the room he had changed into the slitted grey pants and black vest, with a blood-red waist wrap offsetting the whole outfit. Ciel was not going to tell him, at least not right then, that he looked sumptuous.
"Have you brought him?" Ciel asked.
"Yes, my lord. He is waiting outside the door."
"How does he seem?"
"I cannot believe I am saying this, but I believe he is a bit…nervous."
Ciel grinned wickedly at Sebastian's reflection.
"Oh…well I hope I can do something to help him out."
Sebastian sighed wearily, wanting to be aroused by Ciel's appearance and most of all by his seductive attitude, but he could not, knowing that Claude was the reason for both at this moment.
"But, he is also eager, my lord, of that I am sure."
Ciel sat up slowly, and the seductiveness was lost instantly as he scooted to the end of the bed. Sebastian suppressed the urge to laugh as Ciel swung his short legs over the edge of the tall mattress to dangle there. If Ciel had any idea how childlike he looked moving like that, he certainly was not going to admit it. Instead he crossed his bare arms across his semi-bare chest and donned his neutral face, the one that Sebastian had known so well when the boy was a human.
"Well then, Sebastian, let's not keep him waiting any longer. I daresay he's waited enough."
"As you wish…my Lord Ciel." When Sebastian turned his back Ciel shivered from the words. He always loved it when Sebastian called him that.
Sebastian walked in his bare feet to the door, slowly opening it and ushering Claude inside. He was just as handsome as he had ever been. No longer did he wear the butler uniform, instead a fine, almost satiny shirt of deep green hung perfectly on his manly frame, tucked neatly into his trim black pants. He still wore the spectacles.
Ciel's sharp eyes caught how Claude smirked ever-so-slightly at Sebastian's own appearance. When his golden eyes fell on Ciel, however, any humor faded at once. Sebastian closed the door, and Claude stood completely still right where he had stepped into the room. His eyes took in every aspect of Ciel's appearance; his smooth skin bare in more places than he ever allowed it to be before, his eyes still so very big and blue, his demeanor confident as a king, and his clothes…Sebastian had been right, Ciel was still himself, soul or not. And Claude still wanted him desperately.
Sebastian came up behind Claude and said softly,
"Now, now, Claude, please do not be rude. Step forward and greet your most courteous host."
Claude followed Sebastian's instruction and walked a few steps closer to the bed, where he stopped, stared at Ciel for a few seconds more, and then dropped into a low, graceful bow on one knee.
"So, Claude Faustus," Ciel began, his voice quiet yet filled with authority, "you have decided to accept my offer."
"I have…Ciel." Claude said, still kneeling on the floor.
"Stand up for goodness' sake." Ciel said, sounding not exactly harsh, but insistent. Claude did so.
"I imagine that you never wanted to see me again. I understand that it could be quite…painful for you."
Claude adjusted his glasses a bit before he spoke, with soft conviction,
"Painful only in the way one sees a replica of an exquisite artwork, young one; just because it is not the original doesn't make it any less breathtakingly beautiful."
Ciel's eyes narrowed for a second, considering these words before they filled with warmth and a smile spread across his face. Claude looked surprised at the expression, not used to seeing it on the boy.
"You're nothing if not a smooth bastard," Ciel said, his tone lowering, "so, now that we've established that I'm an exquisite replica…" Ciel unfolded his arms and leaned back onto his hands, drawing one leg up to brace on the side of the bed, "…let's move forward."
Sebastian cleared his throat from behind Claude and stepped up beside him.
"There will be some conditions, of course." He said, seeming slightly irked that Ciel had not mentioned this at the outset.
"Conditions?" Claude asked, his expression blank as he stared at Ciel's bare thigh that was showing through the slit in his harem pants.
"Yes," Ciel said, "while I invited you here willingly, I still need to ensure that this evening is a pleasant one…for us both."
"I understand…"Claude said, in a very faraway voice as he let his eyes trail down Ciel's open vest.
"Just to be sure that you do," Sebastian said, "you will obey my master's every command as if you were his servant. That is what you wanted from the beginning, is it not? And if at any point you do anything he does not enjoy, then I shall throw you out. Is that clear?"
"Very." Claude actually turned his head to look at Sebastian this time. "And what about you? Where will you be in all this?"
Ciel gave a small chuckle.
"We have our own bet to settle, so Sebastian will be watching us…at first."
Claude's eyes flicked up and down the length of Sebastian's body for a moment, and then settled on his face.
"At first?"
Sebastian smiled.
"One way or the other, I have a strong feeling that I will not remain detached for long, isn't that right, master?"
"Oh yes, once I win the bet you'll do more than just stand there and watch, don't doubt that."
It was Sebastian's turn to chuckle as he walked up to Ciel and reached out, cradling his face in one hand and leaning down to kiss his lips softly. Ciel allowed this, even slipping a hand into Sebastian's hair. The butler pulled back to ask,
"And what if you lose the bet, my Lord Ciel?"
"Damn, you look delicious in those clothes…" Ciel whispered, kissing him back.
"Thank you, my lord, but you didn't answer my question."
Ciel pushed him away gently, and said,
"You know the answer to that, Sebastian. I will have you join us either way."
The boy looked at Claude, who's expression was stern now. Ciel also caught the smug look on Sebastian's face as he retreated to stand to the side.
"Damn it Michaelis," Claude said, "you never could resist the chance to show off around me."
Ciel scoffed and slid down off the bed, walking toward the Spider Demon.
"You and Sebastian, both so easily jealous of each other," he reached Claude, and carefully placed a hand on his arm. The demon stiffened as if Ciel had shocked him. "At least for tonight, I want you two to get along." He tugged at Claude's sleeve, in a strange and eerie imitation of how a child might get an adult's attention. Claude followed his unspoken command and knelt down to his level.
"I want you two to do more than just get along." Ciel said, taking hold of Claude's hand. Slowly, he stroked the long fingers, a bit broader than Sebastian's but still soft with dark black nails. Claude's breathing seemed to have stopped. Ciel looked directly into his eyes, and placed Claude's hand on his bare chest. "I want you to share."
Claude stared at his hand where it lay pinned between Ciel's small fingers and his smooth, childish chest as if he were watching something of which he was not a part. But the sensation of Ciel's demon heart beating against his skin was no illusion. He swallowed a bit and said,
"Ciel…precious Ciel…" Unable to wait any longer, Claude bent forward and pressed his lips to Ciel's cheek, gently feeling it's softness with his mouth. He trailed his kisses up to his forehead, down his short nose, and to the other side of his face. "Am I allowed to kiss you on the mouth?" He asked huskily, letting his free hand come to rest on Ciel's slender waist.
"You can do anything you wish," Ciel said, placing his other hand over Claude's to encourage him. "I will not stop you, even if you wish to bite me and suck my blood. I will only stop you if you try to kill me. In which case, you will be dead soon afterward."
"I will see to it personally." Sebastian said from the corner.
"I can really…do as I wish?" Claude asked, pulling back to look into Ciel's eyes. The boy nodded, and began backing away from him, crooking a finger as he neared the bed.
"Now why don't you come over here…and kiss me on the mouth."
Claude licked his lips and followed, reaching out for Ciel the moment the boy sat himself on the edge of the bed again. This time he held Ciel's sides with both his hands as he leaned in and placed a delicate kiss on Ciel's mouth. He exhaled like an aroused adolescent and kissed him again. And again.
"God…so sweet…" He murmured, stroking Ciel's hair and burying his nose in it to breathe in its scent deeply. "You were right, Sebastian, his hair smells so good…"
Ciel cast a slightly annoyed look at Sebastian over Claude's shoulder. The butler merely smiled at him, watching Claude carefully.
Claude began kissing Ciel in earnest, moving his lips more firmly along Ciel's own, guiding him. His broad hands began to wander over Ciel's bare arms, down the sides of his legs through and beneath the fabric of the slitted pants, and up and down his slender back. Ciel was becoming aroused with how careful Claude was, how his touch was almost reverent. It was hard not to when the touch was so teasingly soft.
"You're…being so gentle…" Ciel said when Claude pulled away from his mouth to kiss his ear.
"Does that surprise you?" Claude asked, his voice shooting right into Ciel's ear and making him shiver.
"It actually does. But I am enjoying it. Keep showing me that gentleness." Ciel tipped forward to lay his forehead against Claude's chest. "Lay me on the bed."
Claude did as he was told, wrapping his arms around the small boy and lifting him into the center of the bed. Once there he straddled the boy and gazed down at the slender form stretching seductively beneath him.
"Don't stop." Ciel said, in a soft, breathy voice. Claude never thought he would ever hear Ciel Phantomhive use a tone like that…it was…erotic. He leaned down and began nuzzling Ciel's neck, his hands softly pressing here and there on his upper body.
"Your glasses, take them off." Ciel said, and Claude all but ripped them from his face, flinging them carelessly behind him. There was a small 'clink' as they hit the floor somewhere beyond the bed. Claude slid Ciel's small vest to the side, revealing the whole of his young chest. Claude took in the sight slowly, letting his eyes memorize every detail, knowing he might never have this chance again. He let his fingers stroke the soft flesh of his breast, rubbing absently across a nipple.
Ciel gasped, his little hips shifting a bit.
"You like that?" Claude asked, licking the throbbing vein in the side of Ciel's pale throat. He repeated his action, rubbing the nipple again. Ciel arched this time, letting out a very small moan.
"Oh, he likes it…" Sebastian said very quietly from his spot in the shadows. "Young master loves it when his nipples are teased."
"Stay out of this, Sebastian…" Ciel hissed, as Claude began playing with his other nipple as well.
"Oh yes…" Sebastian crooned ignoring him, "I once made him come just by sucking on those dear little things…"
"We don't need the commentary!" Ciel all but groaned as Claude licked at his collarbone.
"Tell me what he likes, Sebastian." Claude said suddenly, not looking up at the other demon but continuing to stroke Ciel's gently shaking body.
"With pleasure." Sebastian said.
"I've dug my own grave," Ciel said breathlessly as Claude flicked his nipples with his thumbs.
"Firstly, he likes it when you speak to him. Be sure to keep your voice low and your words erotic."
"So you like words, do you, Ciel?" Claude asked, moving up to whisper very slowly in his ear. "I'm going to tease you slowly, until you beg for mercy. I'll make you writhe beneath my touch and beg me to satisfy you. Feel that?" Claude drug his fingertips down Ciel's flat stomach, ever so lightly, and then back up, and repeated the action over and over as he continued, "feel how soft I'm touching you? Such light, delicate touches, almost like a soft breeze or a feather brushing across your flesh. Then if I touch here, right over your navel…ah, you like it there, don't you? That little sound was just precious. What if I move lower, and stroke your hip through these satiny pants? Hmm…that must feel nice…"
Ciel was trembling now. As much as he loved Sebastian's voice, Claude's was just as smooth, silky, and arousing. His entire body was excited, and he could not hold himself still.
"Sebastian," He said, glaring over at where he stood in the corner. "So help me I'll pay you back for this before tonight is over."
"But why, you seem to be enjoying yourself." Sebastian said. "Just look at that tent you are making in your new pants."
Ciel growled at him. Just then Claude clamped his mouth down onto Ciel's left nipple, and the boy cried out. His hands flew to seize Claude's shoulders as his sensitive nub was played beneath the hot tip of the demon's tongue.
"Ah! Oh! So good…" Ciel moaned, his hips shifting again, more urgently.
"Rub your knee between his legs," Sebastian said, his voice a bit rough, "that really drives him wild."
Claude did so, and Ciel instantly began thrusting his hips against that strong knee, moaning as his nipples were played and his hardness was rubbed.
"Sebastian!" He managed to pant out, "Stop…telling him…what…to do…to me…he's…supposed to….do…what…he wants!"
"Hm, but I rather like this," Claude said, as he shifted from one nipple to the other, "This way it's almost like you're helpless…"
Ciel cried out again as Claude used his teeth to pinch his nipple around the edges.
"Ah! Harder, bite me harder…" Ciel breathed, cradling Claude's head in his arms. As Claude obeyed and as Ciel felt his flesh singing, he cast his eyes over to Sebastian again. "Let me see you, Sebastian." He panted.
Sebastian moved forward into the firelight, and despite the sensations running through his body, Ciel managed to laugh.
"Well, well, well; look who just lost a bet."