A soft touch was caressing the side of his face. The scent hovering around him was sweet with a hint of muskiness. The club now silent, it was time to close up shop. Ciel didn't feel the need to open his eyes, he simply wanted to rest in the comfort of his butler's gentle hand. He wasn't sure how long he laid there like that, in mess in the pillows of V.I.P. section of his and Sebastian's club, he didn't care. Blindly he reached out to touch the man laying next to him.
With his fingers skimming across the stiff cotton of the other male's black shirt, Ciel continued to let his run up the other's body. Letting his fingers caress the soft skin of his neck, jaw, cheeks, and glasses?
Sebastian doesn't wear glasses?
Ciel's eyes snapped open to see a blinding red take over his vision. The Phantomhive yelped and squirmed away, he had let this man touch him!
"What the…?" He yelled as his eyes adjusted.
The clearing blur revealed a snickering Grell.
"GRELL?" Ciel yelled.
A voice came from the private room's doorway, "I asked you to wake him, not harass him."
Ciel knew without looking it was Sebastian, he sounded angry.
"Oh come on Seb-as-chan~ I was just having fun…" Grell explained as the butler scooped up the boy into his arms, "I know why you are so sprung off him though, he is so cute when he sleeps, he seems almost like a normal child rather than a soulless demon. Simply adorable!" The gushing reaper played.
Sebastian huffed as he cradled Ciel to his body, "Did you sleep well Young Master?", moving from the room Ciel only nodded, making note that Grell was now following up behind them quietly. The soft steps of his butler and the grim reaper began to slowly lull the Phantomhive into a slight sleep as they descended the circular staircase that lead onto the now abandoned dance floor.
Ronald was still at the D.J.'s perch cleaning up a little, finishing he slung his jacket over his shoulder and walked out of the empty night club with Grell by his side, the two of them saying their goodnights as Sebastian set Ciel on a couch by the bar. Wordlessly he cleaned up what little mess was left, leaving Ciel to become fully aware of what was going on around him.
The Phantomhive yawned and stretched, hearing and feeling his joints crack. Cutting through the silence of the deserted room there was a small knock on the door of the building. The two demons exchanged glances before walking over to the door, having Sebastian open it.
Before them were two figures, one a bleach blond girl with long pigtails in a skimpy outfit with purple sparkling booty shorts and a green halter top. Behind her a tall male stood, stoic in his attitude, wearing a white button down shirt with some sort of run-of-the-mill graphic on the front and wearing a pair of dark blue jeans. The girl was wearing an almost unsettling smile across her face, making the two look even more unmatched against her male counterpart's scowl.
"Is there something we can help you with?" Sebastian spoke formally, "The bar is closed for the evening."
"Oh we aren't here to party, we are looking for jobs. My friend here Clause and I were hoping to find employment here. We are both hard workers, and I am super friendly and I would get along with your customers really well!"
Again the two demons exchanged glances, considering the offer.
"Ok well, I will consider you two," Ciel stepped in, "Come back tomorrow before we open so maybe we can sit down and talk about your qualifications. What was your name again?" The Phantomhive inquired.
"Oh! My name is Allie. Allie Tanner. And this is Clause Fauster." The girl motioned to the man behind her.
"Well, Allie, I look forward to seeing you both tomorrow at five before opening, but for now you must excuse us, we must be going." Ciel spoke coolly.
"Ok thank you Mr. Phantomhive!"
The two nodded and shut the door before the two new odd characters before them. Sebastian looked at Ciel with a small grin.
"What?"
"Mr. Phantomhive?" The demon tried to conceal his laughter.
He smirked, "What's that supposed to mean? For all intents and proposes I am Mr. Phantomhive." Ciel defended as he watched Sebastian move to sit on one of the couches that lined the walls.
"Ah, but you see, I will always refer to you as my 'young master'." Smirking he patted his lap as if to have Ciel sit there.
Catching on to his train of thought the Phantomhive moved and rested himself on his butler's lap, facing him. They sat there in silence for a moment, Sebastian's hands moving around Ciel's waist. A rouge crept onto his cheeks, trying to relax himself a little more Ciel began to speak again.
"What are you thinking about Allie and Clause?" He raised his eyebrow and playfully pinched his master's butt, "Heh, well, they do seem like an odd pair. Almost reminds me of Alois and Claude."
"You don't think…" Ciel voiced his fear.
He chuckled, "No, I don't think so… but all the same it would be a good idea to keep an eye on them."
Ciel's face became stern again, "Right, that girl freaked me out a little. It's like she was Alois."
Again the elder demon pinched Ciel's bottom, "Come now young master," He tenderly kissed the younger's neck, "it's not them." He said before smothering Ciel in a shower of kisses.
"Oh Claude!" The blonde girl yelled with a heavy blush and a smile pulling tight on her lips. Her back pressed up against the wall and her breath labored she cried out again. A familiar song playing in the background, Country Song were the lyrics she ran through her head.
"Yes my lady?" Clause said poking his head in the room.
She pulled down her headphones as she rested against the wall, the treadmill still running slowly, with a small smile she squeezed water from her water bottle into her mouth. Allie wrapped a towel around her neck and wiped off her forehead, before pushing him out of the way and walking down the hall of their townhouse. Walking into the bathroom and having "Clause" strip her down, she stepped into the shower and let the cool water run off her burning skin. Letting all the impurities fall from her skin.
"Tell me Claude, do you think we fooled them?" She giggled.
"Completely."
She squealed, oh how fantastic Claude! They won't suspect a thing!" The giddiness in his voice was flooding the small room.
Finishing her quick rinse off she stepped out of the shower and let her butler wrap her in a soft purple towel. Allie took his arm and pulled herself up against him, her wet hair clinging to her skin, the water from her chest dampened the front of his shirt.
"Tell me Claude," her face suddenly serious, "do you prefer this form over my old boyish body?"
Raising an eyebrow at her and then letting his face soften he spoke gently, "It doesn't matter what form your highness is in, as long as his personality and history does not change I will never let you go," he grabbed the blonde's chin and placed a gentle kiss upon her lips, "My master, Alois."
Again she giggled, "Good answer."
She trotted off to her bedroom, leaving Claude in the bathroom for a moment. He could feel his own demonic persona leak over into his psyche. The sweet darkness caressing his hunger for Ciel Phantomhive's exquisite soul. He licked his lips and smiled, his eyes flickering a deep red.
"There must be a way… to make that boy mortal again…"
"Claude! Are you coming!"
"Yes your highness." He smirked.