Ciel bounced happily down the street, a bag slung over his shoulder. He chewed on his lip, trying not to smile. The air smelled musty and Ciel's skin began to feel sticky. He brought his hand up to his cheek and poked at it and felt the cool sticky moisture on his delicate skin.
"It's all sticky." Ciel brought his hand down in front of his face and rubbed his fingers together. Doing so reminded him of the events that had occurred earlier that day. Ciel blushed as he remembered being set in front of Sebastian, grinding against his lap and having Sebastian attack his neck with kisses and bites. Ciel shuddered and touched the still present bite mark on the side of his neck.
'God I can't believe that happened. I pretty much dry humped his leg and came on him.' Ciel blushed even more and shook his head. He began to speed up and hurriedly walked past all of the other pedestrians. Quietly mumbling to himself and paying attention his small feet, Ciel didn't notice the man walking in his direction until it was too late.
"Ooof." Ciel's face was buried in a soft silky shirt. His eyes widened and his breath caught in his throat.
"I-I'm so sorry sir." His shimmering blue eyes glanced upward and he smiled as he took in the man's facial features.
"You, I remember you! You bought me that ice cream a couple days ago didn't you?" The man's honey colored eyes looked kind and he gave Ciel a sincere smile. Ciel felt a hand on his lower back and turned to see that it was indeed the man's, keeping him close to his body. He could smell his cologne, it was heavy and smelled tangy.
"It certainly is nice to see you again young man. It's fortunate to be running into you out here. Where are you headed?" Ciel diverted his attention back to the good looking man holding him securely.
"Well, I'm actually on my way to work. It's a couple blocks away. What are you doing out here?" Ciel seemed excited and happy to be running into the friendly stranger again. His thin dark eyebrow arched and a grin made its way onto his face.
"Oh? Where do you work?" Ciel bit his lip and tried to think of a way to explain his job without scaring the man off.
"I uh, I'm a dancer actually. I work at one of the strip clubs in this part of town." The man grinned wickedly and gently ran his hand up and down Ciel's tiny back. Ciel shuddered and let out a small giggle.
"I don't believe I've ever seen you dancing at any of the clubs I've been to. Mind if I tag along?" Ciel smiled and nodded. He wiggled out of the man's clutch and began to continue his course.
"Of course I don't mind!" Ciel grabbed the man's hand and drug him down the street with him. The man followed and chuckled. It took them a few minutes but they eventually made their way to Ciel's work, and approached the back entrance. Ciel turned around and stared at the man.
"Usually we're not supposed to bring anyone back here, but you're my special guest tonight. If anyone asks just blame me or make something up, like you're my body guard or something like that, okay?" The man nodded and laughed. Ciel pushed against the door and struggled a bit, the door opened easily and he looked up to see the taller man's hand pressing against the door. Ciel smiled and stepped in. After the door shut behind them Ciel pointed to a comfortable looking chair across from the dressing rooms.
"You can wait there, I have to get changed real quick. I'll be right out." The man sat down and smiled. Ciel returned the smile and disappeared behind one of the curtains with his bag. The curtain rustled around a bit and the man looked up and noticed a small sliver in the curtain. He leaned forward a bit and caught a glimpse of Ciel's bare, pale skin. He grinned and licked his lips.
'It's a good thing I have self-control.' Ciel shoved the curtain to the side and stepped out. He was wearing one of the new pairs of boy shorts that Sebastian had given him, along with his new thigh high boots. Ciel's tight, vibrant skin was flashed everywhere. His upper thighs and entire upper body were naked and glowing. He smiled at the suited man sitting in front of him and headed off towards the vanity mirrors. The glazed honey colored eyes narrowed in on Ciel's rear end and watched intently as his small hips swayed with each step. He stood up as well and followed the petite boy up to a vanity. Ciel grabbed a sparkling powder brush and ran it across all of his bare skin, causing his skin to glimmer and shine when the light hit him right. He swiped some shimmering white eye shadow over his eye lids, applied some lip gloss and ran a thick black pencil along his waterline. His look was completed after a few small brush strokes of mascara through his already dark eyelashes. He tidied up his area and turned back to the tall suited man watching him.
"Sorry, I'm sure it's kind of boring just sitting here. It'll be a lot better once you can actually go sit down and watch, I promise. The dancers here are really good and the drinks are amazing." Ciel quirked a small smile and waited for the man to make his way out one of the side doors.
"I don't mind waiting, I came here to see you anyway. I'm not interested in watching the other dancers at the moment." His milky eyes scanned Ciel's petite body and his blood began to boil. He looked up to see Ciel watching him intently with a small blush painted across his delicate pale skin. No words were said, only glances exchanged. Before either of them had a chance to utter a word a man appeared next to them to tell Ciel that he would be dancing alone tonight.
"Alone? Where is everyone else? Where is Alois?" Ciel furrowed his brows together in a slightly worried and panicked expression.
"Alois took the night off, he had someone he wanted to entertain tonight. One of the more wealthy business men who made their way into the club earlier this evening." Ciel's expression changed quickly from worry to anger.
"And you let him go? You let him leave with some strange man! You know he has a bad history with things like this, he could be in danger!" Ciel's voice was shaky, and even though he was yelling he was sure to be quiet enough not to disturb the performing dancers behind the curtain on the stage. Ciel began to turn around and a hand quickly grabbed his small bony shoulder and turned him back.
"Ciel, he's fine. I know the man who left with Alois. He's a friend of the family and I can assure you nothing bad will happen to him. You know we're like family here, I wouldn't just let you guys run off with strangers." The man's eyes shifted towards the tall figure standing inches behind Ciel.
"Speaking of, who is this? And what is he doing back here?" Ciel's eyes darted backwards and he looked up at the man with a semi-frantic expression. He wasn't sure how to respond to the question, because he didn't really have an answer. He had no idea who this man was. Ciel just stared and thankfully the classy clad figure cleared his throat and extended a hand out to the other male.
"Claude Faustus. I'm here to watch Ciel. He invited me here this evening to take a look at your club. I hope it's everything he's made it out to be. I'm looking forward to giving you a great review." The man stood there and gratefully shook Claude's hand.
"I'm pleased to have you here tonight Mr. Faustus, I've heard many great things about you among the other gentlemen who pass through here. I hope you enjoy yourself and tell the bartender that drinks are on the house for you tonight. Just mention my name." Claude allowed a thin smile to creep onto his face and he released the man's hand, which then made its way towards Ciel. With a pat on the back, a small side hug from the man and a quick 'good luck' he left the two.
"Well that was nice." Ciel turned slightly and flashed a small smile towards Claude.
"What's wrong? Worried about your friend still?" Ciel shook his head, his silky, dark strands of hair swished from side to side.
"No, I just feel awful. I brought you here and everything and never once stopped to ask you what your name was." Claude chuckled and placed a hand on top of Ciel's smooth hair.
"It's alright. I wasn't worried about that at all." He reassured Ciel with a kind smile which was returned by Ciel's tender, glossy lips.
The music stopped and people began to clap wildly, whistling and calling out names of the dancers who were still on stage. Ciel's head snapped to the side and he quickly checked himself in the mirror once more before standing next to the edge of the curtain, waiting for the others to pass by and allow him to get on stage.
"You get to go sit down now. Anywhere you like." Claude nodded and made his way down a small ramp of metal steps and back around to a door that led to the lounge area of the club where people of all age, gender and of both sexes were sprawled out. They were all sipping drinks and some were pulling out money or trying to make change to throw on stage for the next performance.
'Kid must make a killing here. He doesn't seem like the type to be scooping up the money people throw at him though.' Claude found a single leather cushioned chair right up in front of the stage. He sat down and slouched a bit, loosening his tie trying to get a little more comfortable.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I hope you're riled up and ready to go because this next performance is a favorite of ours. Please give it up for our lovely Ciel!" Women throughout the entire club whistled, screamed and cheered. The DJ began playing his mix and Claude watched eagerly as Ciel made his way onto the stage. His thin legs moved gracefully and his flawless skin glowed in the bright white and blue stage lights. The audience got louder as Ciel made his way to the center of the stage to grab ahold of the steel pole. His thin fingers wrapped around it so delicately, and Claude watched him intently. The connection between the metal and the boy's skinny fingers sent numerous filthy thoughts flowing through Claude's brain.
The music picked up and Ciel flashed a smile at Claude and began his dance. Twirling, spinning, grinding and becoming so intimate with the pole. He was so small and fragile looking, but he was able to move so easily around the rod and never once stumbled or slipped up. He was gracious and all of his movements were fluid and melded with one another perfectly. Claude's eyes glistened with hints of lust and never left Ciel's gorgeous figure. A waitress walked by and handed him a drink which he accepted without looking at her, instead he pulled a gracious tip out of his pocket and traded her. He watched and waited for traces of glistening sweat to appear on the boy's fluorescent flesh but it never happened. His tiny muscles flexed as he used his arm strength to hold onto the pole while swaying around it as did his abdominal muscles. The fine bones that protruded from his body made him seem that much more beautiful with the light highlighting them. Claude lost himself in the performance and time passed faster than he had expected it to. It took about five or six minutes to complete the dance, but to Claude it seemed only seconds had gone by. He could sit there forever and watch Ciel twirl and swing around the dance pole.
Clapping, whistling, screaming, fawning and female awing was coming from every which direction. Claude smiled wickedly when Ciel's eyes met his own. He began to clap along with the crowd which in turn made Ciel smile wider as he took a delicate bow at the foot of the stage. His small body disappeared with the wave of fog making its way to the side of the curtain and with a quick thrust of the fabric he disappeared backstage.
Claude relaxed in his chair and loosened his tie a bit more, taking a look at the untouched glass condensating in his hand. He took a few heavy sips of the alcohol allowing it to linger in the back of his throat and sting for a few seconds before making its way down into his stomach, leaving behind a trail of warmth. He listened quietly to different sections of the club talk about Ciel and his performance. There was nothing bad to be said about it. A young girl ran across the stage collecting up all of the money that had been littered onto the stage while Ciel was dancing. She shoved the bills into a small basket and ran back behind the stage after Ciel, assumingly to give him his tips. After waiting a while longer, he saw Ciel walk out of the same door he had come from earlier. He straightened up in his chair and flashed another wicked grin towards the boy.
"Hey! Sorry it took so long, I had to find something more appropriate to wear." Ciel had on the same pair of boots and shorts, but was wearing a matching top to cover himself up a bit more while around all of people who were scattered around the club. Claude shook his head and raised his glass up to his lips.
"That was marvelous. You were exquisite. I was completely captivated and amazed by your performance." Ciel blushed a bit and diverted his attention to his feet momentarily.
"Thank you, you don't have to say all of that though. You're being a bit too generous with your words." Claude reached out and pulled on Ciel's hip, forcing him onto his lap. Ciel was shocked at first but smiled after realizing what had happened.
"Don't be silly, I mean every word of it. Your club will definitely be getting a five star review from me and I can truthfully rave about it now with coworkers of mine. It should do this place some good business, especially on the nights you're working." Ciel smiled brightly and clapped his hands in a childish sort of way.
"This is so exiting to hear! My boss is going to be so pleased with this news." He couldn't contain his excitement and kept clapping his thin hands together. Their conversation was interrupted again only this time by the younger female who had been running around on stage a few minutes before Ciel had come out from backstage. She blushed a little when Ciel smiled at her.
"Ciel, the boss says you're good to go, your shift can be over whenever you want it to be tonight. You did a great job tonight, by the way." Ciel smiled sweetly at her and grabbed her hand then gently placed a small, sweet kiss on the backside of her tanned skin. The girl's face lit up and she stared wide eyed at Ciel.
"Thank you so much, I appreciate that a lot. Have a good night Tara, I'll see you tomorrow." She nodded and quickly drew her hand back and took off for the door leading to the backstage. Ciel giggled to himself and directed his attention back to Claude.
"What was that about?" Claude raised an eyebrow, sipping at his drink again.
"She's a super sweet girl, she's been working here for a few months and barely makes anything. She can't dance yet since she's not old enough but she has to feed her siblings somehow. Her father is a drunk and doesn't take care of his family. She has a tough life, so I try to be as nice to her as I can. I give her a portion of my tips whenever she works with me." Claude's eyes widened slightly and he lowered his glass onto his unoccupied knee.
"That's rather generous of you. Showing such kindness to a girl you hardly know." Ciel looked at Claude with a somewhat serious expression.
"I know if I were in her position, I'd appreciate every bit of kindness and help I could get. And let's not forget, a certain someone showed me a similar act of kindness once." Ciel brought his index finger up to Claude's nose and gently tapped it. Claude snickered and shook his head.
"It was just ice cream. Not a portion of my salary." Ciel shrugged and stood up stretching his arms and legs.
"Either way. Kindness is kindness. Let's go, my shift is over and we can go back to my place." Claude's eyes darted up and he fixed his gaze on every area of bare skin Ciel was showing.
"Your place? Already huh, I didn't even have to buy you dinner. You're a hasty little fellow." Ciel's face froze and he shook his head violently back and forth.
"No! That's not what I meant at all! I meant we can go back to my place and just hang out, you can meet my friend. Or friends, depending on who's there when we get back." Ciel rambled quickly, trying to cover up what he had said and Claude laughed quietly.
"Calm down I was just teasing. That sounds nice, let's go." He hoisted up his glass once more and drained the rest of his drink before following Ciel back to the changing room to change and pack up his clothes.
Once he had everything ready to go, Ciel lead the way out of the club through the same door they had used to enter, again struggling with the door and requiring the assistance of the much larger and stronger man following behind him.
"Thank you." Claude nodded and stepped outside into the chilled night air with Ciel and looked both directions down the darkened alley.
"I don't see how this is a safe way for anyone to get home." Claude continued to check the surroundings out and kept looking for any kind of suspicious movement coming from anywhere while he was led in one direction by Ciel.
"It's not that bad, it was scary the first few times I had to walk this route home. Especially when the drunks and druggies linger around out here. A lot of these alleyways connect different clubs and bars." His small head turned around to send a reassuring smile to Claude.
"You don't have to worry, I'll protect you." Claude snickered and Ciel giggled at himself and they continued to walk through the darkness until finally after minutes of mindless walking they reached Ciel's place. They climbed quickly up the stairs and Ciel placed his hand on the middle of the door and looked towards Claude.
"Just so you know, if my friends are here, which I'm assuming they are, it's quite possible they'll be incredibly obnoxious. I apologize in advance if it makes you uncomfortable." Claude opened his mouth to say something when he was interrupted by a voice coming from the other side of the door.
"Ciel, is that you?" Claude recognized the voice and a devilish grin made its way onto his face and he kept his thoughts to himself.
'Ah yes, this is going to be interesting.' He looked down and smiled at Ciel.
"Don't worry, I'm really looking forward to this." With that Ciel flashed a quick grin and pushed the door open.