"Passion, emotion, love and romance they all look better in movies; in reality all you need is a big dick."

― M.F. Moonzajer

Chapter 15

A small knock on Ciel's window had him so scared that he nearly fell out of his chair. When he whipped his head in the direction of the window he actually fell and went tumbling to the floor with a muffled scream.

The blonde outside the window latched onto the thick branch as his body trembled with silent laughter. He could barely keep himself from making any noise; the sight of Ciel crashing onto the floor was almost too much to handle.

Ciel glared at Alois from the floor, pushing the toppled chair away as he scrambled to his feet. Black socks moved across the room as he tiptoed his way over to the window to push it open and hiss at Alois.

"Are you out of your mind?! My parents would kill me if they saw you!"

Alois brushed away the tears of laughter from his big eyes, giving a muted whimper as he climbed closer. "I needed to see you and this was the only way. Would you have preferred me breaking into your house in the middle of the night?"

"I would've preferred that you didn't come here at all-"

"Yeah, yeah, I know you don't want me here. You want me to leave and never talk to you again, blah blah blah. Spare me the speech. I'm here now and I'm staying so you better get comfortable with that thought."

Ciel took a second to glare at the blonde before he muttered, "Whatever," and rolled his eyes. Even though he was extremely annoyed by the blonde's presence, Ciel couldn't deny that a small part of him was curious to hear what Alois' motives were for showing up at his house so late in the evening. That's why he, after a moment of consideration, moved away from the window to allow him to enter.

Alois jumped inside as silently as he could, his black sneakers thudding against the floor and making him freeze for a second. Both Ciel and Alois listened for any signs of concerned parents, but neither Vincent nor Rachel seemed to have heard anything.

"Sorry, heh... So what's up?" the blonde asked as he brushed himself off, the fabric of his thick coat ruffling as he patted it.

"What the fuck are you wearing?"

"I just grabbed something! It's my mom's or something."

"You look ridiculous, as usual. What do you want?"

"Soooorry. I don't have any clothes on so I needed something warm."

Ciel arched his eyebrows as blue orbs widened in horror. "You're not serious, are you?" He gazed down at Alois' legs, letting out a sigh of relief as he noticed the black nylon stockings he was wearing. But his muscles soon tensed as the blonde removed the coat, revealing a flat belly and an ass covered by a pink skirt. Thin garter straps ran down from underneath the garment to connect with the lace top of the stockings, and on his torso he wore a tiny black crop top with the word 'BITCH' printed on the front.

"Oh hell no. Why the fuck are you wearing that?"

"I was taking some pictures, okay?! But then my parents had to leave for some fucking reason and I took the chance to sneak out. I had to hurry like hell."

"Who were you taking pictures for? Holy shiiiit." Ciel's eyes wandered over the stunning body in front of him, loving every inch of what he saw. He wanted to hit himself in the face for even thinking a single nice thought about the blonde, but he settled for digging his nails into his palms.

Alois smirked, not unfamiliar with the sight of a drooling Ciel; the boy looked like a feast was displayed right in front of him and he was terrible at hiding it. "I haven't decided yet, but by the looks of you I'm pretty sure you might benefit from them the most."

"Hah. Yeah. Like I would want gross slutty pictures of you," Ciel sneered, walking over to his bed and falling down on the sheets to hide his burning blush. "Just tell me what you want, then leave. I need to sleep. It's 11 pm for fucks sake."

"We need to talk." Alois threw his coat over the chair in front of Ciel's desk and kicked away his sneakers before he walked over to the bed. "You're not replying to my texts or answering my calls or anything."

"Yeah, I didn't want to talk. Why would I?! You got me suspended!"

Alois was just about to get up on the bed when he stilled and stared at Ciel with his mouth open. "I got you suspended? If you hadn't given me that challenge none of this would've happened!"

"You were supposed to make sure we wouldn't get caught."

"Yeah you know how hard it was to even get a key? You're crazy if you think I can make everything fucking perfect for your kinky ass." Alois crawled on top of the covers, muttering something inaudible as Ciel scowled and scooched closer to the edge.

"No funny business," Ciel said after creating a safe distance between him and Alois.

"Hah... I just want to lie beside you in girl clothes and talk, if that's okay with you." The blonde grinned teasingly as he made himself comfortable, noticing how Ciel eyed his thighs as his skirt fell down over his pelvis. "No homo, I swear."

Ciel's frown disappeared immediately at the words. The sudden snort of amusement that followed made both of them chuckle. "No homo."

Alois propped up the pillows behind his back, half sitting as Ciel stared at the ceiling with his head resting in his palms. The room fell silent for a minute as the blonde tried to decide how to best approach Ciel.

The call Alois had received the day before had made him realize that he might still have a shot with Ciel. Freckles had not only told him that Ciel still had feelings for him, but she had also informed him that in order to snare him he must push him even more. She was certain that the only way to get Ciel to admit his feelings was for Alois to be persistent. Persistent and sweet.

Sweet was the word she has used. Alois wasn't sure if he had it in him, but Freckles had reminded him of how loving and romantic he could be once she brought up Kik. She also pointed out the importance of not telling Ciel about the phone call but, naturally, Alois forgot.

"Freckles called me."

Ciel snapped his head towards Alois in surprise. "Why the fuck did she call you?" he asked, but he already knew the answer. He mentally sighed and swore to throw her a ton of shade for her incapability to mind her own business.

"She wanted me to talk to you. Apparently you're not as anti Trancy as you claim to be."

"And what's that supposed to mean?" Ciel swallowed, turning his head to look at anything but the blonde.

"Baby... I don't care that you haven't answered my calls, okay? Can't we just put all of this behind us and just do what feels natural from now on? No games, no challenges, just try to be... friends maybe?"

"I don't know... I'm not sure if I can."

"I know you still feel something for me."

"Yeah, I feel like kicking you in the face."

"Okay, whatever," Alois muttered, folding his arms over his chest in an irritated fashion. "You don't want to be friends, you don't want to be anything with me, right?" When the blonde didn't get a response he pursed his lips and turned his mess of golden locks to scowl at Ciel. "Right?!"

Ciel shot up to a sitting position, angrier than ever but he didn't know why. "Yeah! How many times do I have to tell you that?!"

"I know you like me! Freckles told me so!"

Arms were flailing and eyes were shooting daggers as the boys argued. Ciel refused to admit that what Freckles had said was true, and Alois refused to settle for his usual lies. Finally, after ten minutes of spitting curses at each other, Ciel almost started screaming, forgetting all about his parents downstairs.

"GET OUT!"

"NO!"

"I DON'T WANT YOU OR YOUR PINK WHORE SKIRT ANYWHERE NEAR ME!"

Alois suddenly got quiet and stared right at Ciel from his side of the bed. "I finally get you. You're speaking like... like... Opposite language. Everything you say is the opposite of what you really mean."

Ciel groaned loudly. "No, it's not."

"See! I'm right!"

"Get out. I won't tell you again."

"Wait. Does this mean you will tell me again?" Alois took his thumb between his teeth as he pondered on his revelation. Then a light was lit in his eyes and his lips cracked open in the form of a smile. "Do you want to kiss me, Ciel?"

"Oh my fucking god." Ciel rubbed his temples. "No. I fucking told you to leave."

"HOLY SHIT I WAS RIGHT!" Alois cheered and threw his arms around Ciel, ignoring the gargling noises of him struggling for air as he squeezed him.

"Aagh, get off of me!"

"You said you wanted a kiss!"

"N-No!" Ciel fought with all his might to flee the death-grip he was trapped in as panic began flooding his small form. He still had no idea what he wanted, yet he sort of knew that he enjoyed all of this in some inexplicable way. As Alois pinned him down on the bed and used his bodyweight to keep him immobile, Ciel just got more and more excited, and more and more upset by his own reaction.

The blonde smirked. "No means yes."

Every word Ciel was planning to say was stolen when Alois shoved his mouth onto his. The short struggle that followed slowly faded into grabbing as Ciel grew tired of fighting and simply let himself get sucked into the moment and kissed him back. He wasn't any closer to figuring out what role Alois should have in his life, but he was certain that he didn't want those soft lips to leave him.

"Ah, Trancy. You said..." Weak fingers curled around the blonde's wrists as Ciel did one last futile attempt to stop what was happening even though he wanted to keep going. "You said no homo."

Alois smiled against the skin of Ciel's neck and whispered, "Yes homo. Much homo. I know you want to."

"I don't-"

"Yes, you do. Ciel, please… stop fighting me."

A whimper of defeat fled tired lips as Ciel closed his eyes and just let himself feel as Alois ran his tongue along the shell of his ear. Freckles had already betrayed him and spilled the truth about his emotions to the blonde, and even though he was angry, he felt a sense of relief. He had to stop lying to himself, and there was no reason why he should keep lying to Alois about how he felt.

"Alois…" he whispered into the room, deciding from this day forth only to call the blonde by his first name. If he was going to be honest to himself and to Alois, the first step was to let go of the notion that the blonde was nothing more than Trancy, the bully.

"Baby, I'm yours. Just let it happen."

"Mine." Ciel tried the word on his lips, tasted it and let its meaning seep into every corner of his mind. It felt good to say it; better than he ever thought it would.

Alois had to swallow to keep tears from forming in his burning eyes, his hand coming up to brush the hair away from Ciel's forehead as he looked straight at him. Second after second passed where they did nothing but stare at one another, breaths hot and slow as they mingled.

"Did you say that I'm yours?" the blonde asked, voice shaky as he could barely believe what he was hearing.

Instead of a verbal response, Ciel gazed up at those rosy cheeks and how those shiny platinum locks fell over the other's forehead. Alois was a sight for sore eyes – no one could deny that – and no force in the universe could keep Ciel from reaching for those tempting lips again.

A mix between a whimper and a gasp was stolen right from the blonde's mouth as the younger male kissed him and folded his arms around his torso to pull him closer. The struggle between brain, heart, and body was all too real within Ciel, but it seemed as if his brain was losing.

Alois gladly followed, finding a perfect place between the other's legs as their tongues slipped over one another. His heart was pounding so hard that Ciel probably felt it as he pressed their chests flush together, losing every bit of sanity as he was kissed with more passion than ever before.

What had started as a fight was now all about touching skin, pulling hair, and tasting tongues. Soft moans replaced bickering. Hot, naughty whispers replaced screaming. Two bodies moved together instead of away from each other.

"Fuck, you're so hard," Ciel murmured, wrapping lean legs around the blonde's narrow waist and gripping the fabric of his top.

Slender hips rolled with skill and Ciel's half-hard cock rubbed over the stiff ridge between Alois' legs, causing him to gasp. Ciel pushed against the hardness, seeking as much friction as possible because he felt like he would go crazy if he didn't.

Alois' mouth opened to make way for hot breaths as he gazed down at the male beneath him, so excited that he almost came just by grinding against him. His Ciel was perfect, looking maddeningly hot with flushed cheeks and a heaving chest. The blonde barely kept himself from ripping Ciel's clothes off when he felt him growing hard by his ministrations, and knowing that he wanted him to stay was thrilling in a way he couldn't describe.

"I can't help it..." Alois huffed, gasping in a breath as Ciel's hands found their way under his skirt to grip his ass. "I want you."

A kiss-swollen lip was trapped between white teeth as the blonde's words reached Ciel's ears. A miniscule part of him still wanted to resist him, to push him away and force him to leave, but he couldn't. Not anymore. Ciel's arms and legs only tightened around the larger body despite his mind telling him to do the complete opposite.

"We can't fuck... ah, my parents..." Ciel breathed, eyes clenching shut and lips parting in a whimper as Alois rubbed their clothed erections together particularly rough.

The blonde seized one of Ciel's wrists, raising his arm over his head and pressing the limb down into the thick pillow.

"We don't have to. I just want to be close to you." Alois let his lips brush over Ciel's, breathing with him as his lower half kept grinding. Their bodies were hot as they sought to be closer, moving in sync like they were made to do this.

"Alois, shut up...ngh. Too…too fucking cheesy."

Alois softly chuckled. "You've picked the wrong guy if you don't want cheesy."

Pop.

Ciel turned in his sleep, groaning as his face contorted into a frown.

Pop.

"Go away mom, I don't have underwear on my head."

Alois had to bite his fist in order to stifle his laugh as he watched Ciel mumble in his sleep. When he was quiet again he took his gum on his tongue for the third time and blew a large pink bubble right in the sleeping male's ear.

Pop.

Ciel waved an annoyed hand at Alois, missing his face with just an inch. "Stop it, mom!"

With a wide smile Alois blew another bubble. This was the biggest one yet. It became huge before it finally burst in Ciel's ear and stuck to both his skin and hair.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" Ciel sat right up, hands panicking to rid himself of the sticky mess.

"Hold on, hold on! Sit still!" Alois was bubbling with laughter as he did his best to help pick away the gum from Ciel's dark blue locks.

"Are you out of your fucking mind?! I'll have to cut my hair off!"

"Nooo, don't be so dramatic." The blonde reached out to scratch off a prick of gum stuck to Ciel's gauge. "Let me just-"

"I could not hate you more than I do right now."

"Suuure. I've never met anyone who whines as much as you do." Alois admired the black tunnels stretching Ciel's earlobes, getting all kinds of unseemly ideas. "Hey, those are really pretty."

"Uh, thanks." Ciel frowned and shoved the blonde away from him. "Is all the gum gone?"

"Yes!" Alois had a huge smile on his lips and he was just about to put his arms around Ciel when his phone chimed, signaling that he got a text-message.

Dark eyebrows arched when Ciel caught a glimpse of the flirty words on the screen, sent to Alois by someone named Charles. "Who's that?" he asked nonchalantly, attempting to hide the sting of jealousy that pierced his belly.

"No one important," the blonde responded as he placed his phone on the nightstand without replying to the text. He had been all over Charles when they met up at the skate park, but his heart still belonged to Ciel. He had no interest in anything romantic with him as long as he still had a shot with his internet love.

"Are you seeing someone?" Ciel was gnawing on the inside of his cheek as he stared up at the ceiling, fingers restlessly raking through his hair to find any remnants of gum.

"Kinda... but I only went out with him once. Don't worry about him. You're a way better kisser anyways, so…"

"Um, okay…"

"Hey, there's no reason to be jealous," Alois teased, big eyes carrying a glint of mischief as he stared right at Ciel. "It's not like you and me are dating. Right?"

Ciel immediately turned to the side. "I'm not jealous!"

"Whatever you say."

"And we're not dating."

Alois sighed. Ciel was as stubborn as always and it was getting on his nerves, but he refused to start another fight. Instead, he started talking about random topics to steer the conversation into a different path. It worked surprisingly well. The boys talked for a good half hour, and he even managed to coax a few laughs from Ciel.

When Alois started talking about body modification, Ciel was more than engaged, but when he mentioned his own ideas of what tattoos he should get, the conversation turned silly once again.

"I think I wanna get a tattoo of a narcissus flower," the blonde mused, lying face to face with Ciel atop the sheets. "I can't think of any motive that would fit me better."

"Wow, really?" Ciel gave a mocking chuckle as he shook his head. "That's the best thing I've heard you say in a long time. I've been wondering if you were even aware of how much you admire yourself."

"Hah! I'm proud of who I am."

"Of course you are." Ciel rolled his eyes, lips twitching in well-concealed amusement.

"I want more than one though. What do you think I should get?"

"How about a squirting cock on your cheek?" Ciel derisively responded.

Alois didn't care about Ciel's rude tone; he was used to it by now. "Oh yeah, that would be good too, but I would have a hard time getting a job."

"Really? That's the only thing that bothers you with what I just said?"

"What? Wouldn't it be glorious to wake up every morning with a dick next to your mouth?" Alois grinned, and hearing the other snort in surprise made him giggle.

"You're so weird," Ciel said, scratching his neck with a smile on his lips.

"I know. Wanna cuddle?" Before Ciel had time to respond he had pale arms wrapped around his neck, forcing him onto his back.

"I really don't want to-"

"Leave, I know. I'm so cozy," Alois teased with a cute little chuckle before he gave Ciel a peck on the cheek and hugged his neck even harder.

"I hate you."

"You keep saying that but we both know it's a lie." Alois was smiling as he stared at a pouting Ciel, feeling every butterfly come to life inside him at that adorable face. Last night had been better than he could've ever imagined. Alois felt as if he had fallen in love all over again. It seemed as if Freckles had been right. Maybe this could work.

Ciel didn't know what he felt, as usual. But he did know that he was having a good time with his 'nemesis', no matter how much his pride was dented by letting Alois into his life again. The teenager had to admit that not even a little gum in his hair could erase the fact that he enjoyed being in the blonde's company.

But even if he liked spending time with Alois again, he was not one for cuddling.

"Ew." Ciel suddenly stuck his tongue out, wanting nothing else than to break free from the blonde's embrace to take a shower and brush his teeth. "Alois, you should stop forcing your weird fetishes onto others."

"What weird fetish?"

"Tastes like you took a crap in my mouth." Ciel brew a puff of morning breath in the blonde's face, wishing it would be enough to make him release him.

Alois blinked before he broke out in laughter, not showing any signs of letting Ciel go. "Sorry, I thought that coprophilia was your thing. Oh wait, now I remember – it's exhibitionism. Can't wait until you get older and start wearing one of those 'public masturbator trench coats.'"

Ciel gasped. "I'm not going to do that!"

"And maybe you'll combine it with a nice pair of rapist glasses. Y'know, just to scare the kids a lil' extra."

"Thanks for believing in me." Ciel squirmed to show his discomfort, but he only received another hug and a kiss to his neck in response.

"You can do it," Alois whispered into Ciel's ear with his body pressed against his, reminding him about last night and making his heart beat faster. "Don't let society dictate how you should lead your life."

"Will you be joining me with that dick tattoo on your cheek? It would be great for scaring grandmas."

"True. I'll be your loyal sidekick."

"Captain trench coat and I-love-myself-way-too-much-Man."

"Naaaah, that doesn't seem right."

"Nothing is right when it comes to us."

It wasn't just Alois' heart that was racing; Ciel's was pounding so hard that he could hear it. He could never keep his body from reacting to the blonde; whenever their skin touched everything else seemed to fade away. That's why he wanted to get away from him so bad. Ciel was still in conflict with his emotions. But even though he wanted to get away, he didn't break a sweat trying to get loose – because, at the same time, he wanted that feeling. Alois made him feel like he was the most important person in the world. And right then and there, Ciel realized that that's what he had loved so much about chatting with him on Kik.

"That's what makes us so great," the blonde said, hooking a blue lock behind Ciel's ear.

A shaky breath was drawn as Ciel looked to the side and murmured, "Alois..."

"What is it?"

"I don't want you talking to that guy anymore."

"Oh really?" Alois had a smug expression as he kept playing with Ciel's hair. "I knew you were jealous."

"I'm not-"

"I'll stop talking to him if you go on a date with me."

"Ugh, not this again," Ciel snarled, thinking back to the moment when Alois had tricked him into going to that abandoned mental institution. He would never admit it, but that had been an amazing date. Alois knew him so well, it was almost astounding.

"Pleeease."

"Okay. I'll go on a date with you." Ciel's eyebrows crinkled when he spoke the words, but internally he was curious to see where Alois would take him this time.

"Does this mean we're monogamous?" the blonde asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

"No. This means I own you. And I don't want him or any other guy anywhere near you."

Alois frowned, but he wasn't surprised by Ciel's choice of words. "You own me? Does that mean I own you too?"

"No."

"That's not fair. I want to own you too—wait." Icy eyes widened and pink lips curved at the realization of what Ciel was saying. "Are we boyfriends now?"

Ciel felt like he was punched in the stomach; he was anything but ready to put such a label on their relationship. "Are you stupid!? No. We're not boyfriends. You're my property."

Alois tossed his head back and groaned. "We're boyfriends. If you own me and I'm not allowed to see other guys then we're definitely more than friends."

Ciel pursed his lips as he pondered on what to say next, refusing to meet the blonde's annoyed gaze. "We're... we're exclusive friends with benefits."

"Ugh, fine... Whatever you say."

There was a silence hanging in the air, several seconds passing where the boys pouted and looked everywhere but at each other. Alois was still hovering over Ciel's face, arms still folded around his neck. He was thinking about getting off of him, but not knowing when he'd have another chance to be so close to his love, he chose to stay right where he was.

"Do you like me, Ciel?" Alois suddenly said, breaking the silence.

Ciel looked horrified as he froze right up. "I never said that."

And just like that, Alois was happy again, his heart fluttering as he watched Ciel's cheeks go from milky to vermillion. "You don't have to. I can see it on your face."

"I don't."

"You've always been a bad liar. If you want me to yourself you have to give me a little something."

"I'm agreeing to that date, aren't I?" Ciel was trying to push Alois away again, sweat breaking out on his forehead from being confronted. It was hard for him to admit to anything out loud, and it was even harder when the blonde was no more than a few inches from his face.

"That's not enough." Lips pressed together as Alois was getting irritated and clamped onto Ciel as tightly as he could. "Come on, Ciel. Your pride is adorable but it's getting a little annoying."

"I hate you," Ciel snarled, knowing he was already defeated. He had to say it.

"That's a cute way to say 'I love you'. Now tell me how much you love me in the right way."

"Ugh... Okay, okay." Deep blue eyes closed as Ciel sucked in a deep breath. "I like you. Happy?"

"Yes!" Alois beamed, eyes sparkling and lips cracking up into a wide smile. "Say it again."

"I like you."

"I knew you had feelings for me."

Ciel looked to the side, pouting. "I don't have feelings for you."

"Yes you do. Say it."

"Stop annoying me."

"Say it, say it, say it-"

"Shut the fuck up PLEASE."

Lashes fluttered as the blonde blinked, realizing he had gone too far. "I-I'm sorry... Come here." Alois kissed Ciel's neck, making the fine hairs stand on end with the soft way they brushed over the skin. "I'm just really happy, y'know?"

Ciel could feel his heart swell in his chest and he despised it. But at the same time he absolutely loved it. He had his Alois hugging him, and it was the best feeling in the world. As much as he wanted to punch himself for thinking it, he knew that the blonde was right. He had feelings for him, and he was too prideful. If he wanted his internal struggle to end, he had to stop turning every moment they shared into a fight.

"I'm sorry for ignoring you," Ciel finally said, swallowing as he awaited the response.

"Thank you," Alois murmured with his face stuffed in Ciel's neck, smiling so big that his jaw ached.

"Mine," Ciel whispered under his breath, lips buried in blonde strands of soft hair as he finally hugged Alois back.

"You think we should give them some condoms?" Vincent raised a streaming cup of coffee to his lips and took a sip. Amusement was painting his features as he shot his wife a smirk.

Rachel didn't look nearly as gleeful as she leaned back in her chair, clutching her cup of sugary tea. "No, sweetie. What that boy needs is a serious spanking."

Brown eyes lifted to the staircase as Vincent listened to the laughter of the boys. "I bet that blonde boy gives him plenty of that already."

"Vincent!" The sound of a coughing Rachel filled the small kitchen as she choked on her tea.

"Hey, at least he's laughing again. Let him have this, okay?"

"Ugh..." Rachel glared at her husband, despising the fact that he was right. "Okay, okay. But if that shithead's son ever sneaks in here again I'll make sure my boot print is a permanent memory on that little brat's rear."

Vincent's eyes sparked with love for his sweet wife as he gave her a wide smile. "That's why I married you."