*Dancing around like an idiot* I'm so blessed to have such amazing readers. Keep being so utterly wonderful!

It's been Thursday for three hours here so... I'm just gonna post this now.

I hope you appreciated the early update last week. I'm betting you're all wondering what Alois and Ciel will be doing while they're all alone in that couch. Well, now you finally get to find out!

I really think y'all will like this chapter. It's one of my favorites. Enjoy!

Chapter 10

Ciel smiled contentedly in his seat and leaned back against the cushions. His mind was blissfully clouded and his body was wonderfully relaxed. Finny had joined the former game participants in the kitchen, where something very exciting was going on, judging by the sounds coming from within the room. Ciel, however, was satisfied with his current position, and happily allowed his thoughts to drift wherever they chose to.

Alois had been set on getting him drunk and had certainly succeeded in his task and Ciel couldn't deny the fact that he had let him. There was something about the blonde that made him question everything he had ever been taught, and everything he thought he knew about himself. At times he felt uneasy about how the older boy was influencing him, but at the moment all he could feel was exhilaration. With Alois, he could explore himself without any fear of being judged. Despite the blonde's endless teasing and bothersome traits, he felt like he could be himself around him, and it was liberating.

Ciel knew that he had let himself get to this point by his own will, despite the fact that the older boy had spurred him on. He might have had just a tiny bit too much to drink, but he couldn't find it in him to be bothered at that moment. All of his troubles seemed to have vanished with the last three questions of the game.

Normally he might have objected when Alois chose to use his lap as a pillow, but that didn't really matter right now. He barely heard what the blonde was babbling about while he stared up at him with those big blue eyes. All he saw were those sparkling blue orbs and they were piercing him, trapping him.

He didn't realize that Alois' hand was trailing up his chest to find a place in his greyish-blue and slightly disheveled head of hair until soft fingers lightly began rubbing his sensitive scalp with gentle circling motions. Ciel let out a barely audible, breathy moan, and had he been sober, he might have been embarrassed but in his current state, he could only focus on how nice Alois' fingers felt on him.

Still entrapped in that summer sky, he saw a glimmer of something that resembled bliss. It was a beautiful sight, watching the fiery blonde gaze up at him in utter contentment. Ciel found himself wishing that he could somehow force those enchanting eyes to stay that way forever, but at the same time he had to wonder why he had never seen that glimmer before.

While slowly losing himself in the soothing motions of those skilled fingers his body seemed to move on its own accord. Ciel barely noticed how his own hand rose from its place on the couch and fell down again on top of Alois' head. The blonde strands fell between his fingers and tickled his skin as he gently began petting the older boy; still not bothered by his own unusual behavior.

They sat like that for a while until the loud noises coming from the kitchen started to fade and a few of those who had been gathered inside started pouring out of the doorway to return to the living room. Alois sat up quickly and returned to his place beside Ciel in a sitting position, removing any evidence of their previous activities.

Ciel whined quietly at the loss of contact but he quickly composed himself when he saw Finny walking towards them. It finally dawned on him what he had just been doing with Alois and for the hundredth time that evening, he felt that familiar heat starting to spread across his cheeks. Finny sat down beside Ciel with a wide smile and began telling them about what had been going on in the kitchen, but Ciel could barely register what his friend was saying. He had literally just stroked Alois Trancy's hair while the other rested his head on his lap and did the same to him, and he was searching his mind fiercely for one small part of him that hadn't enjoyed it.

"I'm cold," Alois suddenly blurted out before pulling the red blanket on the headrest down and draping it across his lap. When Ciel glanced down, he found that the blanket was covering one of his own legs and just as he was about to remove it he felt lean fingers wrap around the hand that was resting on his thigh. Electricity shot up through his arm but he didn't pull away; he knew that he should have but he was impossibly stuck, paralyzed by the thrumming sound of his own rapid heartbeat.

Alois intertwined their fingers and Ciel was beginning to truly believe that he was losing his mind, because he liked it; having Alois' fingers wrapped around his own actually felt nice, and he realized that he wanted them there. A careful thumb started moving over the side of his hand, causing him to shiver in contentment. As he let out an involuntary sigh, Alois looked up at him with both surprise and mischief covering his features.

Finny, who had been mindlessly babbling beside them looked thoroughly dazed when Alois shot up from the couch, releasing Ciel's hand in the process. Ciel gazed up at him with a muddled look, not registering the small tug on his sleeve as Alois leaned over him with an ardent fire burning in his eyes. With more force, he tugged again and returned Ciel's gaze with a small smirk.

"Come on, I need to talk to you."

Hesitantly, Ciel rose to his feet and raised his eyebrows in confusion, as he waited for the older boy to explain why he suddenly needed to speak to him. Instead of an explanation, Alois took his hand and dragged him into a small, dark room. His mind was still in a drunken haze and he didn't realize they were standing in the bathroom until Alois locked the door.

"Alois… what-"

Ciel didn't get to finish his question as he was roughly pushed up against the wall. Wet lips were suddenly pressed against his and Ciel was once again paralyzed, unable to command his limbs to move. As Alois' hands roamed he felt his skin starting to tingle and every touch left his skin burning. He felt so extremely confused yet somehow he felt like he knew everything; he felt mind-numbingly nervous yet somehow he felt like the king of the world.

Alois' lips kept moving against his with fierce passion, and the blonde pressed himself flush against Ciel's smaller frame. He had no idea what to do or how he should react; he could barely even form a coherent thought. When the tip of Alois' tongue started playing with his bottom lip his heart nearly skipped a beat and his hands began to slightly tremble.

His eyelids slowly fell down until his eyes were completely shut. The sensations of the kiss crashed through him like lightning and he found himself panting against those alluring pink lips, barely able to register what was happening anymore. His own mouth began responding to the kiss and he parted his lips slowly, allowing Alois to slide his tongue inside. The small moans coming from the blonde were doing things to him; things he could barely admit to himself.

Ciel finally decided to ignore his distracting thoughts and completely lost himself in the kiss. Alois' hands tangled themselves in his hair and their tongues were moving together with intense fervor when Alois finally pulled back to allow them both to catch their breaths. They gazed into each other's eyes for a few moments, both panting heavily, until Alois leaned in once more, head lower this time.

The blonde began placing small kisses on Ciel's neck and the sensation caused a shiver to run down his spine. He felt the soft, wet tip of a tongue trace over the pulsing vein as a small breathy moan left Alois' lips. The breaths ghosting over his sensitive skin had his entire body shuddering with lust.

Then, as if someone had hit him in the head with a rock, awareness of exactly what he was doing struck him. Even with desire practically radiating off his body, his conscience kept reminding him of what he was doing, and what it meant. He told himself over and over that he shouldn't want this; that he shouldn't want the blonde boy currently worshipping him with a soft mouth and eager hands.

With a drunken splutter Ciel whimpered, "I… ah… I don't want… you can't…"

Alois chuckled softly against his neck before tilting his head slightly to whisper in his ear. "You don't want me?" He let a puff of hot air follow his words. "Then I have to wonder why your body is so keen on telling me that you do."

Ciel gasped in surprise when Alois suddenly pressed his hand against the hard bulge between his legs and squeezed down gently. A satisfied little laugh left the blonde's lips and he began rubbing him through the fabric in gentle circles, causing Ciel's breath to come out hitched.

"I don't… ahh!" he whimpered but Alois ignored him completely and bit down on the junction between his neck and his shoulder. Ciel gulped and let out a small, sharp noise when the sensations of pleasure-pain had him trembling against his will. He wanted to resist his urges, but as Alois kept working his hand over his stiffening length it became very apparent that his brain had no say in this. His hands started moving on their own and found their way into Alois' hair and grabbed on tight. Ciel squeezed his eyes shut and let out a weak moan when Alois traced his tongue along his collarbone.

Alois suddenly fell down into a kneeling position but Ciel barely noticed in the haze of emotions that were clouding his mind. He didn't open his eyes until he felt hands on his belt, fumbling fingers clawing at the buttons of his pants, and he stared down in confusion.

It wasn't until his pants were pulled down and resting in a pile around his feet that he realized what Alois was about to do. He was just about to open his mouth to say something, yet he wasn't sure what, when his underwear was swiftly pulled down, releasing his hardened member from its cramped prison.

Alois looked up with a wide grin, seemingly pleased with his findings, and Ciel could only look with amazement as Alois wrapped his fingers around his length and gave it a few slow strokes. The blonde darted his tongue out as he gazed up at Ciel with eyes clouded with arousal, causing the younger boy's breath to get caught in his throat as the he dipped it into the slit of the swollen tip, lapping up the few drops of liquid that had gathered there.

Ciel closed his eyes and let his head fall back against the cold tiles, losing himself in the pleasurable sensations that coursed through his body as Alois traced that wicked tongue up and down in slow, teasing lines along his hard shaft. He flicked the soft, slippery muscle over the head once more before letting it slide past his lips with a light sucking motion.

Ciel's mouth fell open and he moaned loudly at the sudden pleasure and felt his cheeks heat up in shame, but it was soon forgotten when the blonde began working his tongue on him with more intensity. He slowly opened his eyes to gaze down at the older boy, who was lapping at his achingly hard member like it was a piece of delicious candy, and became extremely aware of the irrevocable fact that yes, he very much wanted this.

He squeezed his eyes shut and let out a throaty groan when Alois swallowed nearly his entire length in one swift movement. He tightened his grip in Alois' hair and had to use all of his self-restraint not to thrust into that deliciously hot mouth.

Alois grabbed the base of his shaft and started bobbing his head at a tantalizingly slow pace. Alois drew shameful whines out of Ciel's mouth with his teasingly slow ministrations, but the usually stoic boy hardly cared about the sounds he was making anymore. When Alois began sucking more fiercely he practically wailed, and it didn't take long before he felt that familiar heat starting to build up in the pit of his stomach. His breaths came out in uneven pants and his grip in Alois' hair tightened so much that it had to be painful.

"I'm… aahh... I'm gonna-"

Alois pulled away from Ciel's cock with a wet pop, staring up at the younger boy with a malicious smirk. "We should go back to the party, the others are probably wondering where we are."

Ciel looked down with glossy eyes and flushed cheeks, barely registering what the blonde was saying. Alois had just started to rise up to his feet when it dawned on him that the blonde had no intention of finishing what he had started and he began babbling desperately, abandoning every ounce of pride he had left.

"W-what are y-you... You can't ju-"

The blonde grinned wickedly and leaned forward, so close that their noses were almost touching.

"I can't what, Ciel? I thought you said you didn't want me."

"I… I-"

"Admit to me that you want me, Ciel. Admit it and beg me to continue," Alois whispered in a sultry tone right next to his ear.

Ciel's eyes went wide with shock and frustration and his body was practically trembling with arousal and anger when he growled, "I won't beg."

Alois got down to his previous position and wrapped his fingers around the base of Ciel's painfully stiff member. He darted his pink tongue out and flicked it teasingly over the tip, eliciting a needy whine from the younger boy.

"Admit it…" Alois whispered.

"No…" Ciel breathed, barely able to keep himself from breaking.

"You want me. Say it."

Alois dragged his tongue alluringly slow over the tight skin of his shaft and the sensation almost made his knees give out. His composure fell apart completely as he whimpered into the dark, "I... aahh… yes…"

"Yes, what?"

"I want you, Alois... I want you… nnn… please."

With a smug smile he lowered his mouth onto Ciel's cock again, sucking and licking against the sensitive skin, causing the younger boy to cry out in pleasure. With his pride completely torn and a burning need for release controlling him, he clutched fistfuls of the blonde's hair desperately. He began wantonly thrusting into Alois' wet, sweltering mouth and Alois moaned his approval around his member, causing even more pleasure to course through him. Alois kept making lewd noises and closed his eyes as he moved his hands to dig his fingernails into the younger boy's supple cheeks, dragging them over the sensitive skin.

It was all too much; his moaning, his clawing, his tongue. Ciel thrust in one last time before he felt himself fall over the edge.

"Oh God… Alo—Alois!" he wailed as he came into Alois' mouth, waves of intense pleasure crashing through him. His head fell back as he rode out his orgasm and Alois swallowed around Ciel's length as his mouth was filled with hot, thick liquid.

Alois pulled away gently, letting his tongue drag along the underside of Ciel's cock as he did so and got up to his feet. He wiped the side of his mouth with his hand and Ciel met his gaze for a brief moment before the blonde embraced him, burying his face in the crook of his neck.

"I knew it…" he whispered with a smug smile. Exhausted, Ciel completely surrendered in the other's arms and moved his hands to rest on his back. They stood there, holding on to each other for what seemed like an eternity…

…Right up until someone banged on the door.