Claude has disappeared from the mansion to work on the Baxton case but what seems like an unusual coincidence turns out to be a valuable fact for the investigation. However it isn't the Baxton investigation which is helps. Sebastian is at home, Alex is recovering however what's a lonely demon to do while his lover is away?

Warning contains solo Sebastian and then intimacy between Claude and Sebastian.

I hope you enjoy,

~The Dark Ringmaster

I do not own Kuroshitsuji.

Chapter 10: Connections

Sebastian left the room quietly once she was fast asleep, here fever had finally gone down and she seemed more comfortable. He looked around and realized Claude was missing, it was unusual he never left without telling him. He wandered into the kitchen, "perhaps, he's in here," he said as he wandered into the kitchen. It was empty and Sebastian noticed a tray with a silver lid sitting on it. "Where on earth did he go?" asked Sebastian as he walked over to the table. Sitting beside the silver tray was a note, "He had to go back to work," whispered Sebastian; there was an air of disappointment in his voice. He had been so busy with Alex and the shigami that he felt as though he didn't have time for Claude. He hated being unable to spend time with his sweet but cruel spider. He knew the Waldon and Fitch had undergone a merger earlier that week but he still had the Baxton case. "Well it can't be helped," sighed Sebastian as he walked up the stairs. He could at least do some work himself; he still had to approve her design. He opened it again and noticed the subtle differences in her style, "You really were upset and lonesome," he mumbled as he looked at the advertisement. He noticed the design of the box and the lighter color, this time it wasn't jet black it was a beautiful midnight blue. "Are you finally warming to us? Or is this your way of showing your tears?" he asked.

Claude was sitting in the reference room, he was looking through a number of files for the Baxton case. "How on earth could you embezzle that amount of money and not get caught?" asked Claude as he looked through bank records. It was clear that Baxton was innocent but who on earth was responsible. Arnold Baxton was a client he had acquired when he was still in a smaller practice, he was able to keep his previous clients when he moved to this firm. James Baxton worked as the secretary for the Director Tomu of the planning division in a company called Lextron. He is being accused of embezzling 100 thousand pounds from the company. Claude sighed and loosened his tie, it had been a long time since he had felt so exhausted. Usually his cases went well and he didn't have to work late but this one was just so difficult. His sighed and looked out the window, he wanted to be with Sebastian however he envied Alex. Sebastian was attending to her while she was ill, demons hardly ever get sick which mean that he could never see Sebastian with a fever. The very thought of his raven haired lover flushed with a fever made him flustered. He could imagine his brow covered with sweat, soft lips and crimson eyes peering at him. Claude would love to ravage that image, "I'm no better than a beast," he muttered as he turned his attention to his work.

He flipped through the pages and noticed something unusual, a number of transactions occurred between the account and an account in Lichtenstein. "Impossible, he's never even been there," he scowled as he turned to his computer. Something was going on, Lichtenstein and Switzerland were the two most well known banking nations in the world. Most authorities turned to Swiss accounts however Claude found it all too easy to stash funds in an account in Lichtenstein. They hardly asked questions, not to mention the manager of the bank was also a demon. He opened a Skype connection and selected Damien. "Claude, it's been a while, you aren't' running away from your post as an attorney yet are you?" he asked, his emerald green eyes were hidden behind glasses as well. "No not yet, I need you to do me a favor," said Claude as he snickered. Damien turned serious and asked cautiously, "Does this involve dealing with another unstable soul?" Claude looked slightly offended and Damien continued, "You have poor taste, which kid was beyond unstable. He kept coming on to me!" and he shuddered.

Claude pushed his glasses up his nose and remembered Alois Terancy, one of his poorer investments. "No, I need you to look up an account for me, I need the name that goes with the account I texted you," said Claude. Damien relaxed and responded, "Alright but you do realize you can't use this in court." Claude knew that however something unusual was going on. "Well that's odd," said Damian. He was scowling and asked, "How is this even possible?" he asked in confusion. Claude was quick to asked, "What?" Damian looked dumbfounded and replied, "According to this the account is owned by Helen and Arthur Campbell, the Earl of Essex." Claude took his glasses off and pinched the bridge of his nose, "How is that possible, they went missing," stated Claude. Damian looked just as frustrated and said, "According to this the account is active and large sums are being transferred into it with seven other accounts around the world. An estimated 22.4 million is sitting in the account." Claude stared, none of this made sense, Grell didn't know where her family was. Shigami always had records of transactions pertaining to souls, births and deaths were overseen by shigami. "I'll investigate this, Claude something is going on and I'm concerned," said Damien. Claude nodded and responded, "Could you send me your findings?" Damien nodded and the pair signed off. Now he was in trouble, what ever was going on had to do with Alex, "Why on earth is this so damn complicated?" he asked as he leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

Sebastian had finished looking over designs and approving projects. He had checked on Alex, she had broken her fever and was sleeping soundly. He wandered into the bed room. Claude wasn't going to be home until late. He felt frustrated, he hadn't been able to be with him without Grell getting in the way and now he was feeling it. Sebastian slipped out of his suit and stood in his boxers, he felt lonesome without Claude. He snickered; years ago he probably never would have believed that he would be living happily with him. He was about to lay down when he noticed Claude's black silk shirt on the bed. "He must have changed," said Sebastian as he picked it up. He was going to throw it in the hamper when he caught a whiff of his lovers scent. The smell of hair gel, cologne, and Claude's natural scent. Sebastian closed his eyes and breathed it in. "I miss you," he said sadly. Sebastian held it against his chest; it was soft and made him feel comfortable. Without thinking he slipped his arms into it and hugged himself. It reminded him of Claude hugging him, that warmth he gave Sebastian. Claude's scent filled his nostrils even more, and he felt hotter. Sebastian held the sleeves up and realized how much longer Claude's arms were, he would have to roll the cuffs up so his hands were visible.

He slowly slipped out of his underwear and ran his fingers down his chest. He began to imagine his hands as Claude's large hands. Those powerful hands which held him tightly every night, refusing to let him go for even just a breath. Sebastian slowly touched the side of his neck with his hand and then pinching his left nipple with the other. He remembered how Claude would slowly caress him, his hands would travel down his neck and then brush the collar bone. They would pause at his chest and tweak his nipples. Sebastian bit his lower lip to avoid making a sound, he continued to trace the path his lover's hands always fallowed. Slowly he moved one hand down the side of his body and the other down his abdomen. He shivered and whispered, "Claude." He felt even hotter as he remembered the feeling of Claude's lips on his neck. They looked rough, however they were soft and smooth like flower petals. Sebastian's fingers slowly caressed the insides of his thighs. He shivered with pleasure and gasped and his hand slowly moved up to his length. Sebastian was lost in a world of pleasure as he gently wrapped his fingers around it. He still imagined his hands as Claude's and began to stroke his member. He started softly moving his hand as Claude did; he began remembering the sound of Claude's voice. That sultry voice which made him melt, his hand began to move faster as Sebastian remembered those sweet words Claude would whisper. "Mhn," he moaned, as he began to get more aggressive. His body was burning and he began to thrust his hips.

Sebastian lifted his left hand to his mouth and slowly stuck two fingers in it. His tongue began wrapping around them, coating them generously with saliva. Once they were coated to his liking he slowly probed his entrance, the first finger always caused him discomfort. He began thrusting them and he moaned. "Claude," he cried, as he imagined his lover smirking as he slipped in a second finger. Sebastian continued to stroke himself and thrusted his fingers even faster. With every thrust he grew closer to reaching that desired spot. It was as though he were trying to scratch an itch which he couldn't reach. His lips parted and he lost all reason as he began crying out. His eyes were still closed as he breathed in the intoxicating scent of his lover. "Claude!" he cried as he changed positions, he gave up stroking his member and continued to thrust his fingers into himself. He was lying on his chest with his ass in the air as he forced them even harder. He imagined Claude's hot member as he inserted the third finger and thrust even further. His entrance was moist and began squeezing his fingers. "Claude!" he cried again, he finally hit that desired point, the prostate. He felt shock waves travel through him as he hit it again and again. Each time he shuddered and moaned, his entire body was trembling crying out for his lover. "So Good," he breathed, he was so close to climaxing. "Claude!" he cried, "I'm going to come!"

"What a view," said a low melodic voice from the door way. Sebastian looked behind him to find the real thing standing there. He jumped out of his skin and attempted to hide in the comforter. It was too late, Claude had already scene what he was doing. "Why are you hiding Sebastian?" he asked softly as he approached. Claude had taken his glasses off and was standing in his dress pants and dress shirt. He stood before the windows which light had been pouring through and slowly slipped out of his clothing. Standing before him in the light of the moon was his powerful lover, his body chiseled and toned with muscles. Sebastian felt his heart skip a beat as Claude slowly removed the final thing covering him. "Allow me to assist you, my love," he whispered as he got on the bed and removed the comforter. Sebastian blushed as Claude looked him over. He was covered in seat and a sweet blush had spread all over him. "You missed me that much?" he cooed as he kissed Sebastian and then licked his neck. Sebastian moaned loudly and Claude was grinning. Sebastian's show earlier had turned him on quite a bit, to the point that he felt as though he were going to go crazy with lust. Claude bit Sebastian's neck and then whispered, "Sorry but I can't wait."

Sebastian nodded as he got on all fours, Claude was quick to thrust into him. He was much more forceful than usual, which made Sebastian cry out even louder. Claude's length felt so much better than his own fingers, it was harder and longer. It managed to fill him and drive him insane with pleasure. "So good, Claude," he moaned, "It's amazing!" Claude took that as his cue to get even more aggressive, he slowly wrapped his hand around Sebastian's member and began stroking it. "Ah!" cried Sebastian as he felt Claude ramming into him. Claude's member was throbbing and he was well aware they were both going to climax. "Claude, together," he gasped, "Let's come… together." Claude groaned, he loved it when Sebastian was like this. "I'm coming," said Claude and Sebastian cried, "I can't take it anymore!"

Claude released his seed into Sebastian as Sebastian finally let all of his worried fade. There was nothing but Claude's warmth both around him and inside him. Sebastian fell to the bed and Claude collapsed on top of him. Sebastian could feel Claude's breath on the back of his neck. His heart was beating wildly and he panted with exhaustion. Sebastian slipped out from under him and lye beside him. Claude's golden eyes were gentle and sweet as always, he did look a little tired but pleased. "Welcome home," whispered Sebastian as he kissed Claude. Claude smiled and responded, "I'm home." Claude slowly cleaned Sebastian and then returned to lying beside him. Sebastian could tell something was bothering him; however he didn't want to ask. He simply wrapped his arms around his spider and whispered, "I love you." Sebastian was still in Claude's black shirt and Claude chuckled, "I love you too," he responded. The pair fell asleep in the warmest place they knew that night, a lover's embrace.