AHHH! I asked for five but you guys gave me ten~ I love you all so very much :D THANK YOU FOR REVIEWING THAT MADE ME SO HAPPY! And so for you here is the first part of Chapter 5. It was originally INSANELY LONG, and as much as I'm sure you guys want that, I gotta save something for tomorrow or tonight. I want to be able to update regularly SO KEEP REVIEWING! Once we reach ten for this chapter, I'll put up part two FAREWELL MY DARLINGS!
Ciel's breathing and heartbeat were erratic. Sebastian carried him on his hips, the boys legs wrapped tightly around his waist. Not for a moment did their lips part, all the way from the velvet room to the cheap hotel around the corner. Ciel moved his hungry lips down to Sebastian's neck and nipped and sucked at the flawless pale skin. "One room for two." He panted to the concierge. Ciel moved his hips to grind against the man's throbbing arousal. "For one! Only one!" Sebastian corrected himself.
"Alrighty-ighty!" The chipper brunette behind the counter said, completely oblivious to the two practically dry humping in front of her. "Here's your key, room 102. That'll be four hundred~" She smiled as Ciel slammed the money from his corset onto the counter the small of his back was currently slammed up against.
"You sure do make a lot in one night." He panted and eagerly carried him to the crappy room of the inn.
"Only if I blow a rich man." Ciel still occupied himself with the man's neck. At that, Sebastian growled, and the second that he managed to get the door open, he slammed the petite boy up against the hideously papered wall.
"You are mine." He growled again against the soft flesh of the boys neck, leaving bite marks and bruises along the perfect skin.
"Hnn!" Ciel nearly squeaked at the feeling. Suddenly, as if on cue, Sebastian's pants vibrated, followed by Fergie's "My Milkshake". Fuck.
"I'm sorry I gotta take this…" He bit his lip, not about to release the boy any time soon. "What, Grell?" He hissed with hostility.
"Pfft! Don't talk to me like that! I'm on my way to your hotel now, I got to come home early from that retreat. Once I'm there I can show you some pre-wedding fun~" Grell attempted to sound seductive, failing miserably.
"Alright I'll be waiting." Sebastian clenched his jaw, attempting not to blow up at the man on the other end before he hung up.
"What? Who was that?" Ciel panted and looked at him. The boy's face was flushed and his eyes were glazed over with lust, he was the most decadent, delicious sight that Sebastian had ever laid eyes on.
"I gotta go…" Sebastian fixed his disheveled hair and clothing.
"Huh?" Ciel couldn't believe it, this had to be a joke, it simply had to be.
"I've got a meeting with Forbes in the mor-" Sebastian realized by covering up one lie he blew another.
"Forbes magazine?" Ciel asked, a bit shocked.
"Nothing! Absolutely nothing! I'll see you at my buddy's bachelor party." Sebastian went in for another kiss, which was obviously denied.
"You can't seriously be trying to rub that off. You are rich! I knew I saw you somewhere before! You have everything but you're so cheap that you lie just to pinch a penny! I cannot believe you!" Ciel slapped him.
"Wait, Ciel I can ex-"
"No! Do not slander my name by letting it come from your lying mouth. We can barely afford a day's meal and you think that it would be fun to lie and get a free whore? Who do you think you are exactly?" Ciel was outraged at the lie. He stomped out of the room and slammed the door behind him, going straight back to the Ninth.
Lau and Claude sat on opposite ends of the rounded table, distress and tension strong between them.
"Business is only doing worse, but with my aid you'll be able to keep this place up and running for as long as you so wish." Claude explained.
"Ah, but you are a demon of business, you are a man of deals not philanthropy, so why don't you simply tell me what it is you want in return." Lau was quick to the point.
"Alright. Hell's little robin." He smirked. "She will be mine. Exclusively. And Sebastian Michaelis will never be able to lay eyes on her again."
"I'm afraid I cannot do that." Lau said. "I appreciate the offer however I'm not going to allow that. But as a compromise, I can give you time with Ciel whenever you'd like. Free of charge. If you make her want to stay with you, she is absolutely free to do so."
"Deal. Now Jim- er, Alois will be returning here as well. A gift from me to you~" Claude snickered.
"Hardly a gift if you ask me." Lau said, completely honest.
Ciel returned to his shabby yet homely room at the ninth, only to find Alois asleep on his mattress.
"Trancypants, wake up!" He shouted.
"What? BRING ON THE TRUMPETS!" The blond bolted up, "Ciel!" He smiled and ran to the other boy, giving him a tight hug. Ciel and Alois had met a long time ago, back when Ciel had joined the Ninth, at first they despised each other. They considered one another as competition for attention, and they didn't like it at all, but not long after they couldn't help but to become the best of friends. They shared so much in common, both had lost everything they loved, they both knew what suffering felt like, and they both loved that stage more than life itself. When Alois was traded to Navy to Gold, Ciel was devastated, he missed performing with his friend, he missed the company and friendship. Seeing the blonde back in his room brought back the smallest smile to his face, despite the sinking feeling he felt.
"It's so good to have you back…" Ciel said, not bothering to ask why or how, just enjoying the hug with his friend.
"Ciel where were you?" Alois asked, not breaking their embrace.
"With a rich man…" Ciel said quietly, ashamed of himself and how stupid he had been for not realizing the lie before. "He called and apologized for kissing me and then he was just so charming and then- then I was going to let him! I was going to do it! After knowing him for one night!" He cried into his friends shoulder. "Then someone called and he had to leave. He lied to me, he said he was poor and he really had riches, he was just trying to get a free fuck."
"You are such a whore." Alois's tone was serious. "Was Claude not enough for you?"
"W-What?" Ciel looked up, confused.
"You just love to have everyone falling for you, don't you?" He kept the same unchanging voice. "You always have to find something wrong because no one is worthy of the little prince. He's just gotta have everyone, even when they belong to someone else."
"Alois! You know I have no choice with that!" Ciel defended himself. "It's not like you're any better, Claude's engaged yet you let him have you whenever he wants!"
With that, Alois left the room. Ciel watched him, shocked at his words but angry at his own, those mood-swings really were a bitch. He sat down, feeling lower than he had in the longest time. He really was a whore, a stupid one at that, and he couldn't stand it. But despite all that, despite everything that happened, Ciel would never leave. When everything crumbled, when no one else was there to save him from the darkness as it finally consumed him and suffocated him slowly, when all hope was lost, there was the Ninth. That stage was his constant, the only stable thing in his life, he would never abandon it. So as all hope fled and despair set into his empty thoughts, Ciel lay on his lumpy mattress and drifted off into a dreamless slumber.
Before long, Sebastian reached his hotel room. As if on cue, Grell knocked on the door.
"Sebas-channnn~" He sang. Rather than being excited for his fiancé's visit, Sebastian found himself thoroughly annoyed by his very presence. Very, very annoyed. He opened the door with a straight face.
"Hello." He said, lacking emotion.
"What's wrong with you? Aren't you excited to see me?" The feeling of annoyance, for completely different reasons, was mutual.
"Of course, love, I'm just tired." He sighed.
"Well then, lets see if I fan wake you up~" Grell purred, grabbing his fiancé's crotch roughly and pushing him into the room and onto the bed. His lips captured the raven-haired man's as he peeled the clothes off his perfect body. Grell then pulled away. "You know, a little participation helps." He complained, straddling the lap of the man.
"I'm sorry I've just had such a busy day." Sebastian told the truth (for once) as his perfect features contorted into a beautiful, charming frown that could break anyone's heart.
"Alright, fine, you just owe me morning sex." He compromised. With a sarcastic, insincere grin, Sebastian nodded. The two lay down in the bed and decided they would sleep for a few hours before the dawn came.
"C-Ciel!" Was the shout that awakened the red-headed beast in the morning. His eyes shot open, looking for his fiancé in the bed beside him, only to find nothing but air. The sound of panting and water running was coming from the bathroom, revealing the whereabouts of the culprit of the cry. The door burst open and an infuriated Grell stood in the frame. Anger boiled within him at the sight, the walls and floor spotted with cum and his fiancé stood clutching his inhumanly large cock.
"Who the fuck is Ciel?" Grell growled.
"No one…" Sebastian replied, putting himself away.
"Stop lying and tell me who Ciel is!" He screeched.
"No one, I swear! I have to go." Sebastian rushed out of the room before he could once again listen to that (completely true) accusation.
As he walked down the hallway, Sebastian could not stop thinking about possible excuses to give Grell, from simply saying the sky in French to a slip of the tongue, anything but the truth. His train of thought was suddenly thrown completely off course when he was pulled by the arm into a cleaning closet. His mouth was covered by a small gloved hand before he could make a sound and the light bulb above him turned on.
"Do you have any idea what you did?" Meyrin whispered harshly, obviously angry with him.
"What? What did I do?" Sebastian whispered back.
"You and Ciel, don't think I don't know!" She lectured. "You lied to him again! Do you know what you did to the poor kid?" She frowned.
"Yes… I know… I regret it, but I'm going to go make everything right, I'm on my way-"
"No! You will not go near him! Can't you see you've hurt him? You've done enough damage!"
"But I can't just leave things like this!" He insisted.
"He's not your girlfriend, he's just a whore. You two have no special connection or anything, he's just doing his job." She told him. "Now go, do whatever, just don't make things worse." Meyrin said as she pushed him back out the door.
Those words echoed through his mind. He's not your girlfriend, he's just a whore… just a whore… He didn't understand why, but there was more pain behind that simple truth than there was behind the reality that his engagement was in jeopardy. Stupid. It was all so stupid. That's all Sebastian could think about, his regrets, he wished he had never lied, he wished he had never let his tongue slip like that and most of all he wished that Ciel had never been upset over him.
Angelina was lounging in her villa on one of the very few days she had off. The sun was bright, birds were singing, and the children played merrily in the street. Suddenly, the tranquility of the scene came to an abrupt halt as the phone rang.
"Hello?" She answered in her smooth, sophisticated work voice.
"RED! You will never believe what just happened!" The flamboyant drama queen complained.
"Grell, tell me everything, what did he do?" She immediately knew who had called and exactly the reason why.
"He couldn't even get it up for me last night, but this morning, I caught him jacking off in the bathroom shouting, get this, Ciel! What kind of a name is that anyway? Probably some whore!" Grell cried, having no idea how right he truly was.
"That bastard! You know, I thought I saw him at the club last night. The Ninth Ring, it's a worehouse, such a nasty place really, but the leading act there is 'Hell's little Robin', and her real name is Ciel!" The woman lived for gossip like this. In her eyes there was no such thing as too much scandal, and if she felt it was lacking, she considered it her duty to muster up some herself just to have something to talk about behind the backs of other ladies. "Come over, I'll fill you in on everything!"
Ciel was woken by the sound of pebbles hitting the small window in his room. No freakin' way, he thought, this guy is crazy! Ciel walked over and sure enough, standing with a bouquet of white roses was Sebastian.
"You moron!" The boy shouted, his bed-head a tangled mess.
"Speak again bright angel?" Sebastian shrugged. "Come on, I'm begging you. Please just talk to me, ten minutes."
"Nope. You get five." Ciel said.
"Seven?" He tried to haggle.
"Four fifty eight, fifty seven…" Ciel counted down.
"Alright alright! I just wanted to apologize for the way I acted and for lying to you. Now please can you come down here so I can give you a real apology and do something that will without a doubt make you think I'm an idiot."
"Sorry there, but I beat you to the punch with that one. You're already the biggest idiot alive in my eyes." Ciel laughed softly to himself.
"I'm going to take that as a compliment." Sebastian called. "I'm just asking you, please come down, just a few minutes, then I'll leave you alone and you'll never see me again." He promised.
"Alright fine. I'll be down in five minutes." Ciel said as he shut the window and got ready.
Minutes seemed so much longer to Sebastian as he was waiting for the boy to arrive… In fact they seemed drastically longer, unbearably longer. However, it was worth the wait. After an hour, Ciel walked out wearing the skimpy little dress for his show later that night but without the extensions in his hair yet.
"That was not five minutes." Sebastian said as soon as he saw the breathtaking Ciel.
"I was kinda hoping you'd be gone by now." Ciel laughed.
"I take it you're not angry anymore?" The man smiled and bent forward a little.
"What? I am most definitely still angry, see look at my angry face." He made an absolutely adorable pouting expression and Sebastian smiled more.
"Okay, I understand you're still mad. Now I'm not here to buy you out or anything, I am here to apologize. I'm sorry for lying and I'm sorry for almost taking advantage of you. I really am. I never should have manipulated you and I never should have treated you like I did."
"You've treated me better than anyone else that's come in the club…" Ciel said quietly as he took a seat on the steps outside the back entrance.
"What?" The man asked, a bit confused.
"Well yeah, everyone else treats me like an object, like I'm just property. They look at me like I'm a piece of meat or a Barbie doll on display, but you saw me as human. You took into account that I'm not some sort of inanimate object." He wasn't sure why he was opening up like this but it didn't feel wrong at all. For some reason Sebastian was the acid that could erode and dissolve away that huge layer of pride that shielded him from pain.
"Ciel, just know this. You are a person, you have feelings, you have a heart just like any other person. You're not below anyone else just because you're here, you love this place, I know. Just because maybe you're a little different doesn't mean you're not human. There's so much about you I wish I could find out, in all honesty, you intrigue me. You're not a sex toy or some sort of slave like some people may think, I just see Ciel in a tiny dress. That's it. Not a whore in uniform, not a slut, I see Ciel being Ciel. And that's not a bad thing. Promise me you won't forget that, that you won't get lost in the perception others might have of you." His eyes met the single blue orb before him. Ciel couldn't believe what he had just heard, no one told him that before, no one said anything like that in his life. But that's what made Sebastian special, that's what made him different from all the other perverts that walked in there. Sebastian leaned down and planted a gentle, tender kiss on the young boy's lips.
"Now, I'll be going, I promised you'll never have to be bothered by me again." Sebastian straightened and began walking away. The boy grabbed his coat, he couldn't let him go, he absolutely couldn't let someone like that slip through his fingers.
"I don't want you to go…" Ciel told him. "I want you to stay here…"
Sebastian turned to face the child. "I thought you were-"
"I'm not anymore. Come inside, I don't want you to leave yet…" His tone was weaker than the man had heard it before, probably because Ciel had never before displayed this much vulnerability. Sebastian once more enveloped his lips into a deep kiss, their lips melting and molding together. Like the ocean, they moved in harmony, beautiful sweet motions that perfectly complimented that of the other. It was like the moon and the sun collided, a perfect, peaceful chaos. It was as if two became one, that magic that made no sense, the enigma that ignited a burning fiery passion that only a kiss could make.
"You're going to be bad for business, I can tell…" Ciel whispered with a smile against his lips. And once again, they were indulged in that perfection, that flawless moment that only happens once in a lifetime for the luckiest of people. Yet the two experienced that thrill and rush every time they kissed. But deep in his mind, Sebastian knew there was only one way this could end, and no matter what, it would not be a happy one. He had to choose, and he had to do it soon. The whore he knew for no more than one night, or his fiancé who for years he was convinced he loved more than anything else in the world… Hearts would be broken and tears would be shed, Sebastian could only pray that the angel of a boy would go unscathed in this dance of daggers that his torn heart sang.
Hehehe drama in the next chapter :D And possibly *gasp* Lemons? MAYBE! Please review for more ;) Until now my sexy t-rexies! That's my name for you now, sexy t-rexies. Fuckyes!