Chapter 11 - Cloaked in a Fake Couple
Happy birthday to you,
happy birthday to you,
happy birthday dear Ciel~
Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday to my little grown-up-boy, turning 138! ;D
Happy December 14, everyone!
Alois eagerly suckled on Claude's ball sacs, earning muffled moans by the man above him. The golden eyed man growled as the blonde teased him by dragging his tongue under his shaft all the way up to the angry head, digging his tongue into the slit and licking off the dripping precum before Claude decided he couldn't take anymore of this child's play any longer.
"If you want to taste me, you'll have to work a little harder for it, you little slut." His golden eyes seemed to glow in the hallway as he grabbed a fistful of golden locks and shoving the boy's mouth down his huge cock, earning a low moan from Alois as he desperately tried to control his gag reflex. The huge cock was stuffed all the way down his throat, until he took all of it into his mouth.
The low vibrations and hums he made only caused Claude to forcefully shoved his dick deeper into that tight little mouth, and he began to thrust little by little.
As Alois breathed through his nose, he could almost barely breathe at all, for his throat was being blocked by, well, Claude. Choking a bit as the man thrusted deeper, he was still determined to keep Claude away from Ciel and Sebastian for as long as possible. After all, this plan, this deal, was all for his own credit.
Deep throating others was something he had never done before; since the people (that he fucked him) would offer to do it for him. Alois was known for being a violent little bitc-beauty. Obviously not a virgin, either. He was already losing air and then it came to the point where he really couldn't breathe. Desperately, he began weakly punching Claude's thighs, telling him that he needed air, and he needed it now.
Although, he didn't seem to take notice as his eyes were closed, completely focused on fucking the mouth that he was currently using. "Fuck… I'm gonna come… you better swallow every single little drop," the older of the two warned, before thrusting one last time and his semen invaded Alois' throat. Much to his annoyance, he didn't feeling the blonde swallowing him and he felt the mouth suddenly pull back, making him cum all over the blonde boy. He opened his eyes as he came down from his high and saw that Alois was on the floor, his semen all over his face and clothes, and his chest was unmoving.
Claude knew at that moment, that he had forgotten that even tough boys needed to breathe, "Fuck."
Lizzy was walking down the halls with her two friends on both of her sides. They had finished eating lunch, and her plan was already carefully devised in her head. "I'll begin the mission as soon as I see him!" She told Luvi and Harp cheerfully, who both gave her a worried glance in return.
"Yeah, but…" Harp began, a small frown on her face. "What if he just isn't interested in you anymore? Why chase after him, when there are way more hotter guys in school? Take that senior, Sebastian Michaelis, for example! Oh, he's so dreamy! And Claude, too! Why, even with your kind of beauty, would you go after an ugly, filthy boy like Ciel Fathive?"
"She has a point you know." Luvi agreed, patting Lizzy's shoulder with a sigh. "Maybe you should just move on. If I had your looks, I'd go after the older guys instead. Stop chasing after the past and start chasing the future instead."
Lizzy's face scrunched up in disgust at both of her friends' words. With a pout, she shook off Luvi's hand and glared at them "First of all… his name is Ciel Phantomhive, not Fathive!" She said in a stern voice. "Second, who said Ciel can't be both my past, and future, huh? He's way hot - more so than Sebastian and Claude, whoever they are…" Trailing off, she looked at the expressions of the other two's faces.
"Claude was that guy you argued with in the lunch room yesterday, over Ciel..." Luvinia chuckled nervously, "And… I don't know why, but.. I think they're gay, or something...they're after Ciel, I heard." She brushed her light purple hair behind her ear and glanced over at Harp for some support. She elbowed the sandy blonde, giving her a glare when she didn't offer any help. Lizzy's face only became darker and darker by the second.
"Ouch!" Harp complained, rubbing her arm that was so rudely hit. "I mean, uhm, yeah..they're probably gay, Ciel's gay, Claude's gay, Sebastian's gay, everyone's gay! Everybody's happy! Ahaha!" She exclaimed happily, smiling widely. Completely oblivious to the death glare she got from Luvinia. She got elbowed again by Luvi after that.
"What she really means is, uhm, you should really give up on Ciel, is all...Besides, why do you want to get back with your ex when there are plenty of fish in the sea?"
Lizzy growled. "There are plenty of fish in the sea? I don't want no fucking fish, I want my ex and I want him now!" Her shouting seemed to grab the attention of the others in the hallway, a few wandering eyes landing on the group of three. "I want Ciel Phantomhive! He's mine, bitches! Mine!"
Harperella winced and she stared at everyone who were looking their way. "Shh, Lizzy! Just, come on, let's go!" The two friends pulled the now screaming and kicking girl into the closest door they were next to, Lizzy still screaming until an insistent "shh!" and a hand clamped over her mouth silenced her. But that wasn't all that made her suddenly fall silent.
"Ciel…" A deep, velvety voice was heard from inside the room. Which was the boy's locker room, she now knew.
"Sebastian...w-what do you want from me? Why are you doing this to me?" Ciel's soft, almost inaudible voice echoed through the shushed room.
Footsteps were heard walking across the room and they suddenly stopped. "Ciel, I am here to apologize. But...I wanted to let you know that I didn't do anything to harm you, I swear." A pleading beg from what the girls could now name as Sebastian seeped through their wanting ears, eagerly wanting to hear more of the delicious scoop they had just found out.
"No, stop...you left me there. You left me on the ground and left me there to die-"
"I punched the shit out of Alois to get revenge for you, Ciel-"
"I don't want to hear anymore of your stupid lies, you bastard-"
"Ciel, I never lie, and you know that-"
"Shut up! I can't trust you, I can't trust anyone, and I can't even trust Claude for not coming to save me-"
SLAM.
"Don't you dare say his name when we're alone, Ciel!" Sebastian said furiously, anger highly evident in his voice.
Silence.
"...Sorry." The crimson eyed man apologized, moving his hand away from the locker that he had previously punched. "I...have a habit of punching walls when I'm not so happy with something…"
Silence.
"Ciel, please...I don't mean you any harm. Give me another chance. Please." The older of the two slowly embraced the other. "Trust me. I won't ever hurt you, I'll be there for you when you need me. Claude left you all alone, didn't he? He doesn't deserve you…"
Ciel realized that Sebastian was right. Claude did indeed leave him alone...but it was all because of Alois. He decided long ago that anything, or anyone involved with the blonde wrecking machine, he would let go of, because after all, nothing good ever happens with Alois. Nothing at all. But still, hesitant as he may be, he decided it was better to be with someone not involved with him.
"...Fine." Came the small reply. He did not return the embrace, but he was opening the small cavern of trust again, taking yet another small risk. "...I don't want to be with someone who does anything with Alois. From now on, you're my new 'bodyguard'. I'm firing Claude and switching to you. Just promise me one thing…"
Sebastian's eyes gleamed with happiness. "Yes, Ciel?"
"...Don't ever be friends with Alois, okay? Don't lie to me, protect me, and always stay by my side. Do you understand?" His demanding and slightly more confident voice ordered.
He was already involving himself with the blonde brat by making that deal with him. Saying yes would already be lying to the beautiful boy! But...if he said no, then Ciel would most likely switch to someone else, and he'll never have another chance with him ever again. Pushing his thoughts of the dreaded future away, he smiled pleasantly. "Yes, My Lord."
The girls, who were hiding behind the locker, shared looks with each other and they knew it was time to leave before the other two found out they were in there. A rather furiated Lizzy stood up silently and walked out briskly of the room, thank goodness the door didn't creak. The other two followed her out.
The boy huffed and his wavering and shy demeanor changed to a stubborn, arrogant one. "Let's go then. Get me out of this place at once, and you will accompany me everywhere I go. Besides my home."
"Ah, of course, but...May I suggest something, that will only completely ensure that you will be safe from Claude and Alois?" The plan that brewed in Sebastian's head was clear as the day now, and he knew what he had to do.
A questioning eyebrow went up, though Sebastian did not see it. One of the advantages of wearing a hooded cloak was that it made sure no one saw your face. Which, Ciel preferred to keep it that way. "Alright, you have the permission to speak…"
The man practically beamed at him. "We should be a fake couple."
Ciel's eyes widened. "Excuse me?"
"Oh, just to keep Claude away, is all. Did you know that he has fancied you for quite a while? If he knew you were taken, he wouldn't dare come near you. And if he's far away from you, so will Alois. I am only using common sense here. Alois seems to like Claude, too." He reasoned to the boy, not trying to sound too desperate so that Ciel wouldn't be suspicious of anything.
"...Well…" His mind buzzed of questions, thoughts, and answers. They were to be a fake couple, right? As long as it was fake, with no real feelings, and kept Alois away… "Okay...and how do we become a 'fake couple'?" Though he was wondering why, the most handsome man he had ever seen asked him, of all people, to be his fake lover. Wouldn't someone as ugly as him make Sebastian's reputation go down if they pretended to date? Ciel felt partially bad, but he reminded himself that Sebastian was his bodyguard, and would protect him. Maybe the man wasn't as bad as he thought.
A smirk played on the crimson eyed man's lips as he answered, "Do things couples do. We can practice now, if you'd like."
Alois mentally smirked for being such a great actor. At the current moment, he was being carried by Claude, pretending to be unconscious. After all, he wasn't a virgin. Even though he had never given a blowjob before, he was not one to faint from one. He was breathing shallowly so that it looked like he wasn't breathing at all. Thankfully, Claude didn't check and seemed to think he really wasn't breathing. This man was highly amusing.
What did bother him, was, he was being carried around with semen on his face and clothes. He could only hope Claude was not walking through a crowded hallway, which he really doubted. After all, if people found out the golden eyed man had done such an act with him, an underage freshman, there would be hell to pay.
He loved fucking with people, and now, Claude Faustus was just added to his list of favorites.
I know it's rushed, but yeah... I just had to update because it's Ciel's birthday!
Thanks for See Through The Mist for being a great beta!
Review would be greatly appreciated. ~
~Kawaii Dream
P.S. Check out my SebaCiel romantic tragedy one-shot, Reve de Bonheur! It's bound to bring tears to your eyes... maybe. But it'll make your heart ache! (And...I was going to make a sequel to it, too, so look forward to it!)
