Title: Predator

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the known Characters.

Warning: This story has graphic sexual encounters. Please keep that in mind when reading. This has no connection whatsoever to Heat. Sexual situations

Genre: AU, Rape, Violence, Hurt/Comfort, Angst

Pairings: Claude/Sebastian, Eric/Alan, Undertaker/Grell

Chapter 5.

Despite the rather grim events that happened in the early morning in an alley within the same city, Sebastian Michaelis was already hard at work inside the Phantomhive manor. Preparations for breakfast were already underway, though he had been unable to get any rest the prior evening. The red-eyed Demon had definitely felt a surge of Demonic energy somewhere in the city, but since it did not concern either himself or his master, he had reluctantly chosen to ignore it.

There was every possibility that it might be Claude Faustus and Sebastian did not wish to encounter him again anytime soon, not after the rather unsettling turn of events the last time they had been together. He'd finally managed to convince himself that it was due to this form's inexperience that he had lost control of his body and responded to Claude so wantonly. It couldn't be that he was actually attracted to the smug, arrogant Demon who wanted to poach on the soul of Sebastian's young master.

After putting the scones into the oven, Sebastian checked his watch. It was nearly time to get Ciel up, he noted, and he turned to check if the water was almost ready for tea. The Demon stilled for a moment, for he now felt an even stronger feel of Demonic power, glancing outside of the window momentarily.

Could Alois Trancy be having Claude Faustus cause mayhem in the city? It was possible but somehow Sebastian doubted that. Claude didn't seem the time to go about announcing his presence so blatantly. That was guaranteed to draw the attention of the Grim Reapers, particularly the vexing William T. Spears. Whoever it was, though, was going to get an unpleasant guest if they kept it up. William was rather strict in regards to the Reapers' lists and adherence to them.

After a few moments, though, Sebastian had a rather uneasy sensation of being watched. He could see nothing outside nor in the room with him, but it was still there. This wasn't the first time he had felt someone watching him, but every time he looked, nothing was there. At least, there was nothing that could be seen clearly. Whoever it was would show up eventually and Sebastian would deal with it in his usual fashion. Until then, he had a Master to wake and serve breakfast.

Like always, Ciel woke when the curtains were drawn. Silent as usual when newly awakened, the dark-haired boy remained still after sitting up, waiting for his butler to do his job. Dressing him carefully, Sebastian was about to tell his Master his schedule for the day when Ciel cleared his throat, stopping him from speaking.

"Alois and his butler shall be invited over here for dinner this night, Sebastian," Ciel informed his Demonic servant, a slight twitch of his lips giving away silently that the invitation was not one that he actually wanted to give out.

Sebastian blinked, feeling distinctly uncomfortable at that idea. Being near Claude right now would not be a very good idea with what had happened before. "My Lord?" he questioned, not understanding why Ciel would invite over someone he did not, by all appearances, particularly care for.

Fixing a stare on Sebastian, Ciel pointed a single finger at a letter sitting atop a nearby table for an answer. Waiting while the Demon picked it up and read it slowly, the lone eye not covered by the eye patch blinked once. "As reluctant as I am, he does have a good argument. I was invited over there last week and I have not returned the invitation yet. Besides, I know I can beat Alois at chess; I think he was relieved at the distraction that you and Claude provided with your fight."

"I did not start it," Sebastian truthfully replied. "Claude attempted to skewer me with a fork; naturally, I was obliged to retaliate and defend myself." That the skewering attempt and resulting fight had brought about something for different could not be denied, but Claude had attacked him first.

"Unless I order it, Sebastian, you will not engage in a fight against Claude," Ciel firmly stated, meaning every word of it. His pride had been irked by that letter, even if it wasn't his fault. The two Demons had gotten into some sort of disagreement and had begun fighting of their own accord. "That is an order."

Sebastian's mouth parted to form a protest, though he closed his lips when he was told that it was an order. He couldn't remember the reason that Claude had tried to stab him initially, but but he really didn't like the phrasing of that particular command. He could not fight against Claude unless he was ordered to do so; without Ciel giving him that particular order, that meant he would be unable to keep Claude from doing as he had last time. In fact, Claude might be able to do to him tonight what he had started to then.

"Master..." he began, not entirely sure of how to explain his concern, a slight flush appearing on his face as he remembered what had happened last time. "What if he starts something with me again?" Sebastian was disliking this more and more, especially when a frown was turned on him.

"Unless Claude is attempting to take your life, Sebastian, I'm certain that you can manage to restrain yourself," Ciel replied. "You must restrain from stooping to his level." Thinking for just a moment, he added something that Sebastian himself usually said. "After all, what kind of Butler would you be, if you allowed your personal dislike of Claude to keep you from following what I had ordered, Sebastian?"

Sebastian nodded once, not about to explain his slight dilemma to his master. He knew Claude didn't want his life; the other Demon simply wanted to mount him and use his body for sexual gratification. However old Ciel acted, it was not a matter suited for his young master to be told of. All Sebastian could do was make the preparations, knowing that he would have to be on his guard against whatever Claude might do to him.

By mid-afternoon, all was in readiness. Because of the letter, Ciel had given the other servants the rest of the day off. They would embarrass him to no end if they performed their usual antics with Alois here, so it was best for them to be absent. Sebastian had prepared a meal for his master and Claude's master, something that they could eat while playing chess that would not dirty the pieces. The Demon was not sure of what would happen tonight, though he was certain that something would.

Claude and Alois had arrived on time; the blonde squealing with delight at seeing Ciel again. As Sebastian had silently predicted, the two boys left to go play their game, leaving him alone in the kitchen with Claude. Ignoring the other Demon, Sebastian kept working, feeling himself being watched. Putting away the newly cleaned dishes, Sebastian didn't even look at Claude, wishing he was anywhere but here right now.

Those golden eyes- were they looking at him or through him? Sebastian was not completely certain, though he gasped when he felt arms wrapping around him from behind, a firm, muscular chest pressing against his back. He wanted to do something to get away, but he could not. Warm breath trailed across the nape of his neck before a long tongue licked up it, lips pressing against his throat as Sebastian shivered slightly.

"S-Stop," he whispered, closing his eyes as a hand slid inside his slacks and touched him, long fingers curling around him so intimately and beginning to tease his newly awakened arousal. Heat began to pool in Sebastian's lower belly, small gasps passing through his rosy lips. Sebastian could feel his cheeks were getting flushed, strong hands moving to turn him towards the Demon behind him, pressing him back against the wall.

Claude smiled slowly at seeing the state Sebastian was in already, feeling the slighter Demon getting more and more aroused. He had heard the whisper to stop, though he ignored it for the moment, pinning the slighter Demon to the wall with his weight. Tilting his face down, he brought their lips together in a hungry kiss, savoring the delicious taste of the Demon before him.

A long tongue entered Sebastian's mouth, finding and searching for his own, teasing it with little prods and winding all about it. With a start, Sebastian realized that he was kissing Claude back, his hands holding the golden-eyed Demon's clothes in a tight grip. Squirming slightly against the hand tormenting him, a needful sound left Sebastian entirely against his will.

Why was he responding to Claude like this? This was his enemy, who had quit fondling him and was now working on his clothing. It was Claude Faustus who was kissing him so aggressively, as if trying to devour him by his mouth. This Demon, who alternated between undoing buttons and zippers to stroke his bare skin- this was the one who had cost him his Master's soul.

Moments later, Claude was tugging off Sebastian's upper clothing, dropping the tailcoat and white buttoned shirt and dropping them to the floor, before he raised his free hand to tease the smaller demon's nipples. They stiffened almost immediately, hardening beneath the pads of Claude's fingers as he lightly pinched and stroked them. His mouth finally released Sebastian's for a few moments, leaving the raven panting against him, crimson eyes closed as he was stroked faster, bringing him further and further into desire.

A warm, moist tongue flicked over a nipple, before he took the swollen nub into his mouth and sucked gently, teasing with his canines briefly. The whimper that left Sebastian thrilled Claude, who kissed Sebastian all the deeper now, enjoying the taste of his mouth. He didn't know why Sebastian was not fighting him now as he had before, but it made this all the sweeter for him. Before he and Alois returned home this night, Claude vowed silently that he would finally have Sebastian as he had wanted to for so long.

To be continued