Ciel had become another year older. He was now the age one hundred and forty, and somehow, the "forty" made him feel old. It did when he simply turned forty a few years back, and it had been that way until he turned a hundred. At that point, he felt as though he truly were a supernatural being and that it didn't matter, but now he had proved himself wrong yet again. Despite having a wonderful time on his birthday, he still awoke the next day wondering if he was having a midlife crisis despite looking like a twenty-two year old. Speaking of which, his thoughts were interrupted by his twenty-year-old husband as the blonde came up behind him and placed a kiss on his cheek.

"Morning, Poochie." the blonde said, forcing the smallest of smiles from his spouse. "How are you feeling on this fine day?"

"Pretty good." Ciel replied, sorting through the mail. He was separating what was important from junk, and setting the rubbish in the bin. "A lot looser. You did wonders for my back last night."

"I'm surprised you didn't fall asleep!" answered Alois, taking a seat on the couch. "Almost every single time, I give you a back rub, you do. It's cute, but I'm glad you didn't."

"How's your back, speaking of which?"

"Could be better, to be honest..."

"You're the one who insisted on doing the work last night." pointed out the bluenette, smirking just a tad as a blush crossed his husband's face.

Alois had turned around to face him so that he could scold the Watchdog. "Shut up. I was trying to do something special..."

"I know, and I am appreciative." Ciel stated, making his way over to his spouse. He stood behind the sofa and bent over to kiss the man on top of his head. "I especially liked the view. I'm going to hold onto that for a while..."

"I told you not to look, you dick!" barked the other. His face was so red that it was practically glowing as he imagined the embarrassing situation. "You had to ruin the whole thing… You weren't supposed to move..."

"Sorry, dear. I just couldn't resist." Although he was still smiling, his expression was apologetic. "I'll massage your back for you, if you like."

"I know better than that, ya pervy old fart." the menace accused. "Go buy a sportscar and marry a young, hot, blonde."

"Well, I've already got one of those things down..."

"You know what I meant!"

With a sigh, the bluenette stood up straight before walking around the sofa and stopping in front of the menace. Alois had his arms crossed, and pretended not to notice him. He was pouting. It was punishment for embarrassing him, for which the bluenette was indeed sorry.

"Jim..." Ciel cooed, standing on one knee in front of the other. "I'm sorry, love. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings..."

He knew that the other man was simply messing with him. When Alois was unresponsive and continued his pout, Ciel dropped down to standing on both knees. Somehow, he managed to position himself between the other man's legs, much to Alois' surprise.

"What are you-?" Alois was baffled and unfolded his arms, allowing the other to wrap his arms around his waist and press his chest against his stomach. Ciel's head was placed on the blonde's chest. Placing his hands on the Watchdog's shoulders, he tried to ask again.

"Hey, Ciel, what are you up to?" he questioned. The blush on his face persisted, given their position, but all he got in response was a chuckle from the bluenette before the man squeezed him tightly, focusing pressure in some spots with his hands as well. He did this until a loud crack echoed throughout the room.

"AGH!" the menace let out as the air was forced from his lungs. It was then followed by a sigh as the man slumped in his seat a bit. "Oof..."

"Better?" mischievously asked the Watchdog, looking up at his spouse. His hands rubbed the blonde's lower back near his spine in a circular pattern, making it harder for the other to be annoyed.

"Yeah..." was all Alois could say in response. The word came out in a huff as he finally lifted his head from the back of the sofa to stare down at the other with a very feeble attempt at a glare. "You bastard..."

Smiling, Ciel pulled back slightly, now sitting on his knees despite continuing his ministrations. "Want me to deal with the rest of it, too?" he questioned, knowing that he would probably be in trouble if he didn't.

"Yeah…" answered the menace. How could Ciel? While he was indeed embarrassed, he was only teasing when he wouldn't pay attention to the man! That's why Ciel did it, however, and Alois knew that. The Watchdog was fighting silliness with silliness, and he had won, as he did wonders for the blonde's lower back. "You better, now that you've started..."

"Yes, your highness." the other replied. "You're going to have to lie down firs-"

A knock at the door cut the man off before he could finish his sentence, and as the door was unlocked, a certain butler let himself in. Sebastian opened the door and allowed himself in, neglecting to wait for permission to do so.

"Master, Scotland Yard calle-" He stopped himself as his gaze fell on his masters and the position they were in registered. Ciel was still kneeling on the floor between the other's legs, and Alois' relaxed posture and expression did nothing to help. Sebastian raised his hand and blocked his vision while turning away.

"My apologies, sir. I did not mean to intrude, but Scotland Yard has called with a matter of importance." he said, his actions confusing the two. "Please call Detective Bailey when you're done here." With that, the butler turned to leave. As he did, however, it was only then that the pair suddenly realised what had happened.

"Wait, this isn't what it looks lik-!"

The door was closed before the Watchdog could defend himself and locked as well. Both men were left in silence. They were mortified by what the other man had thought he had seen. Reaching up to rub his forehead, the bluenette uttered a sigh.

"I'll go explain what happened..." he said, prompting a nod from his spouse. Now both men's faces were stained red from embarrassment. Even though they weren't up to anything scandalous, the implication was enough.

"I'll call the yard..." Alois replied. The situation needed to be dealt with swiftly, and he did not want to be alone with the knowledge that the demon who was the closest thing to a parent that he knew had thought he had caught them en flagrante delicto.

"Sounds like a plan… I'm sorry..."

"That makes two of us..."


A/N: There was actually supposed to be a point to this chapter, but the banter went on too long and ended up being another dirty conversation.

You're welcome?

Are y'all sick of these yet? I dunno...

I'm gonna start writing on the next chapter immediately, though, so that should be up soon. Should be another short mini-arc. Hope it doesn't suck.

I pray...

Until the next chapter, my duckies~!


CHARACTER SHET

Question: "Question for Elizabeth: Have you ever sparred against Integra?" by Melajay

Elizabeth: "Certainly! I spar with her often, actually. She says she likes the challenge. I'm very proud of my granddaughter's skills!"