"Oh? What's this?" asked Sebastian with a grin as he was about to exit the Phantomhive gentleman's office with the outgoing mail. "You're sending a card? How unlike you, master."
"It's for detective Bailey." Ciel replied, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms over his chest. "He retired, recently, and Jim said that's the best way for me to congratulate him."
"Ah, I see." The man said, placing the envelope back in with the small stack in his hand. "Ordinarily, it would be more appropriate to do so personally, but I know you're not really good with people."
"I don't know how to do this stuff…" stated the bluenette. "Whatever's appropriate is constantly changing, and I just don't understand how to interact very well…"
"You've gotten better. You even have people who you call 'friends'."
"Gabriel was one of them…" the younger demon answered, referring to the detective.
"He's retired, not dead, master. You can still see him…" the butler said with amusement, much to his master's embarrassment.
"I don't know how to go about arranging that, either." The younger man said, turning away in his chair.
"It's fairly easy. You pick up the phone and call him." Sebastian said.
"Don't you have things to do?" Ciel asked, changing the subject, to which the man clad in black chuckled.
"Very well. If you'll excuse me, then." Replied the butler, making his leave. On his way, he passed the blonde menace in the hallway, who noticed his grin.
"Ciel being Ciel again?" Alois inquired, placing a hand on his hip.
"It would seem that way." Answered Sebastian. "He didn't like that I noticed him slipping a card for Detective Bailey in with the outgoing mail."
"Oh, no, he was noticed having a heart!" the blonde replied in feigned shock.
"He's more open, but he's still guarded." The man stated. "I simply don't know how you do it."
"Me neither. I just make it up as I go."
"You're very talented." Sebastian noted before checking his watch. "It's almost time for me to get started on lunch. I should drop these off and get started."
"Roger that." Answered Alois. "I'll go check on Grumpy, and by 'check on', I mean 'annoy the crap out of'."
"Sounds like a plan. I'll be taking my leave, then."
"M'kay. Have a safe trip." The menace said jokingly as the man walked off. With that, the blonde continued walking before finally reaching the bluenette's office and swinging open the door without bothering to knock.
"Yoo-hoo~! Paging mister Phantomhive, your extremely handsome boyfriend is off school, and is bored." He said walking inside and shutting the door. The bluenette probably would have flinched at the sudden action, had he not sensed the blonde walking up. If there was one thing that this contract was useful for, it made it extremely easy to avoid sneak attacks.
"Oh, and what do you expect me to do about it?" the Phantomhive asked, glancing up from his paperwork, trying to show no signs of amusement in the blonde's words or actions.
"First; I expect 'welcome home' kisses, and second; I have no idea after the first thing. Just make something up." Alois replied, walking over to the other boy's desk. He bent himself forward at the waist, placing on hand on the surface of the desk, and the other on the arm of the bluenette's chair as he leaned in and awaited the boy to meet him halfway. With a chuckle, Ciel set his papers down and leaned up to peck his beau on the lips.
"First you expect 'good morning' kisses and then 'welcome home' ones, too?" asked the bluenette. "Whatever's next?"
"I don't know. I haven't decided yet, and can you blame me for wanting kisses?" the blonde inquired in his reply. "I have a high need for affection, Ciel. I'm like a rabbit. If I don't get enough attention, I'll die."
"Well, now I can't allow that to happen, now can I? I can't say I see you as a 'rabbit', though."
"Really? What am I, then?" questioned Alois. His beau stared at his face for a while before coming up with an answer.
"A lion." Ciel stated, much to the blonde's surprise. A blush spread across the face of the more fair-haired man, much to the delight of the Phantomhive.
"How am I a lion?" the Macken asked. "I don't see it…"
"Well, you have a cat-like look about you, for starters, and your hair looks like it could be a mane." Began the bluenette, playing with the other man's blonde locks as he spoke. A grin formed on his face as his beau seemed to become more flustered.
"You're also very brave and sturdy. Remember when we first saw each other again, and you blocked Morgan's claw with your gauntlet while moving me out of the way and holding me close? My heart might have fluttered a bit at that." He admitted. It certainly was worth it to see the look on the menace's face. Alois took the hand on the armrest and placed it over his mouth, hiding his smile.
"That wasn't really a big deal." The Macken stated. He was immensely pleased that he had managed to look "cool" in front of the bluenette. "You would've done the same for me…"
"But I wouldn't have looked as good doing it, though." Ciel replied. His grin widened when the other man looked away.
"I was covered in blood and sweat and was a bit high-strung from all of the feelings I was having." The blonde pointed out.
"I don't care. You still kissed me, even though I was just as filthy, had blood in my mouth, and hadn't brushed my teeth in about two weeks, didn't you?"
"I needed kisses and from by the way you looked, you really needed them, too."
"You're right. I really did." The Phantomhive stated, reaching up and pulling the blonde's hand away from his mouth and intertwining their fingers together. "I was a mess."
"We both were, but at least my skin wasn't coming off." Alois replied. His smile faded momentarily. "When I saw that, and that you were crying, it really scared me…"
"I went a little crazy because I thought I'd lost you." Ciel said, reaching up with his free hand and cupping the blonde's cheek. "I love you so much, that I get a little stupid." The blonde giggled at that.
"True." He said. "But I never thought you'd cry for me…" he added, causing Ciel to blush.
"You're worth crying over." The bluenette said. He leaned up again to kiss his beau, to which the blonde happily reciprocated. "I love you."
"I know. I love you too." Alois replied with a smile. He leaned his forehead on the Phantomhive's shoulder. "Ugh, you make me so goddamn happy, I don't even know what to do!"
"Good, then my plan is working." Murmured the Watchdog into his lover's ear. He kissed it, and much to his surprise, the blonde's free hand found its way tangled into the bluenette's hair, and he tilted his head so that he could kiss Ciel's neck. To this, a gleam appeared in the Phantomhive's eye.
"Oh? Is there something you want from me, Jim?" He asked playfully. His eyebrows raised when the Macken quickly pulled away and straightened his back, a blush staining his cheeks.
"S-sorry, is it not okay?" he bashfully asked, much to the bluenette's confusion.
"It's alright with me." Ciel answered. "Why do you ask?" His obvious puzzlement toward the blonde's actions only embarrassed the other man further.
"Uh, well… We haven't done 'that' since you were captured, so I didn't know if you wanted to or not…" replied Alois, his eyes desperately searching for something to focus on other than the man seated in front of him. He failed when Ciel stood up and took his hands in his own, with cheeks slightly tinted pink as well.
"I abstained because I didn't know if you wanted to do anything." The Phantomhive stated. "After what happened with Metus… I figured that you might not need me trying anything for a while…"
He took one of his hands away and rubbed the back of his neck. His eye averted itself from his beau's gaze as the man simply stared at him. Alois blinked a few times before wrapping his arms around the Phantomhive's waist and nuzzled against his cheek.
"You're so sweet." The Macken said. "Your communication skills suck, but you're sweet."
"I'm sorry. I'm still learning." Ciel replied. "Did you think I was being neglectful?"
"Not really, I was just a bit worried, because usually, you'd be all over me after being away for so long."
"Is there something that you're trying to imply?"
"That you're a horndog? Yes." Alois answered.
"How unfair. I've been able to refrain for over a month, now." The bluenette pointed out at his beau's accusation.
"Are you saying you could live without having me?"
"I could, if I had to. Love-making isn't exactly a necessity for survival." Ciel stated. "I just like being close to you."
"Tonight, then?" asked the blonde, pressing their foreheads together with a sly grin.
"Tonight, or whenever you'd like." cooed his beau. "So long as it's on the bed, and I get to be as slow as I want. You should really savour these thing, you know." Once again, the blonde's face turned red.
"You look as though you're going to devour me." He said, furrowing his brow, slightly.
"That's most likely because I intend to ravish you this evening." Spoke the Phantomhive with a haughty smile.
He quickly kissed the other man on the cheek before taking his seat again, simply leaving the blonde to linger on that thought. It took a lot of willpower to not acknowledge the expression on the Macken's face, but somehow, he managed. Meanwhile, Alois desperately wanted to retort and opened his mouth to do so, but he couldn't find the words. While he loved playing his game where he did everything in this power to get under the bluenette's skin, he hated it when the other man retaliated. It wasn't fair how he was just as capable of rendering Alois just as speechless and fluster. Truly, Ciel Phantomhive was one of the most dangerous individuals that Alois had ever met.
Finally, he managed to formulate a comeback, but the phone on the watchdog's desk rang before he could shoot it at the man. Ciel looked up at the blonde with great amusement, uttering a small "Ha" before reaching to pick up the phone. His grin did not waver, even as he placed the device up to his ear.
"Phantomhive." He answered, just as he always did, regardless to who it was on the other end out of habit. As he heard the voice of the person on the other end of the line, his smile faded and transformed into a frown.
It was Detective Michael Bailey, the son of the Phantomhive's friend and coworker. Since his father had retired, he took his place. Alois sighed, as he understood what Ciel's reaction meant. Even though he had just got out of school for the day, it was time to go back to work.
A/N: Do you want to make a deadman? Doesn't have to be a human...
Walking in a Deadman Wonderland~(?)
I'm sorry...
Anyways, hello.
These guys are dorks... We haven't had them, like, suggestively flirting in a long time, so here we go...
Cockblocked by murder, though. I hate it when that happens.
Uh... I'm not really sure what to say... That's part of the reason why I didn't do a lot of A/Ns toward the end of the first thing. I just haven't had a lot of things to say...
Uh... I have mozzarella sticks. Is that of any importance?
Probably not...
Question?
"is this story going to focus more on the rest of the S7 (or the S...6?)" by Honeycloud of RiverClan
They're going to get more attention, yeah, but the primary focus is still gonna be Ciel and Alois. We've got to resolve the conflicts that they face, but the demonic duo ultimately has more going on.
Until the next chapter, my duckies~!
CHARACTER SHET
Question: "Hey Ciel, have you ever seen Sebastian in his demon form? What does he look like?" by Artemis Phantomhive
Ciel's Answer: "I haven't, actually. He says it's 'disgusting' and that he doesn't want anyone to see."
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Question: "Hi Alois so The question is whose the mom dad and kids in your 'little family'? Is Sabastian a granddad? Ciel and Sebastian can answer too." by hollowshizuo15
Alois' Answer: "I don't really know. Sebastian's kind of like all of our dads, even though Ciel is the head of the house. He acts more like a big brother to Luka and Revy, but it's like he's an in-law toward them, y'know? He's trying, that cute, little..."
