"All day I dream about sex. All day I dream about fucking."

― KoRn – A.D.I.D.A.S.

Chapter 16

The suspension had finally ended, and Alois and Ciel were getting ready for school. They hadn't seen each other at all since Alois had sneaked out to stay the night at Ciel's house. Claude had kept a close eye on his son the final days before school started, making sure there was no way for him to leave the premises. The blonde suspected that he knew of his insubordination, but if he did, he hadn't mentioned it.

The boys had been texting constantly ever since that night, and Ciel almost felt as if they had gone back to the beginning, rekindling their romance the same way they had gotten to know each other. He still refused to call Alois his boyfriend, and the blonde kept nagging him about it.

Ciel wasn't ready; he didn't know if he ever would be. After all they had been through, and with the memories still fresh of how Alois had tortured both him and others, he didn't think he could ever see the two of them building a future together. The way things were now, with the two of them texting like nothing bad ever happened, was a fleeting thing, Ciel believed.

As they sat in the classroom, Alois had a hard time keeping his eyes away from Ciel. Seeing him for the first time since that magical night made his breath shaky and his palms sweaty. Ciel tried to concentrate on what the teacher was saying, but his phone vibrated so vigorously in his jeans pocket that curiosity eventually took over.

King of booty shorts: I can't stop looking at you

King of booty shorts: I love those jeans. Your ass looks so good it makes me wanna flip my desk and take a bite out of it.

King of booty shorts: I'm so happy to see you again.

King of booty shorts: Can we hang out after school?

King of booty shorts: Did you do something with your hair? It looks shorter. I like it. God damn I need to touch you.

King of booty shorts: Ooooo I almost forgot! I have a gift for you!

Ciel fought the urge to smile. If there was something he had been craving during these past few days it was Alois' hands. The way they always seemed to know where he wanted to be touched, how soft and eager they were once they ended up under his clothes. No matter what happened between them, Ciel hoped that they'd at least never stop having sex. He couldn't imagine finding anyone that could give him what he wanted like the blonde did.

C i e l: I want you to touch me

King of booty shorts: Babbbyyyyy yessss! After school yeah?

C i e l: Now.

King of booty shorts: I don't think Mrs. Blanc would appreciate if I took your clothes off in here.

C i e l: No stupid. I want you to touch me right now... Daddy.

King of booty shorts: Oooh ;-)

A smirk curved pale lips as Alois glanced at Ciel, seeing the exact same expression on the other's face. As the blonde typed his next set of words his heart began pumping his blood faster to all corners of his slender form - including the body part between his legs.

King of booty shorts: Daddy wants his tongue on your neck. He wants to taste you everywhere.

C i e l: Ugh god. I need it. Please daddy, give it to me.

King of booty shorts: Trust me, I will. I'll slowly take your clothes off. I'll start with your shirt so I can kiss your collarbones and suck on your belly.

C i e l: Mmm Daddy. Grip me, suck me, give me bruises.

King of booty shorts: Heh... Patience. We'll get to that. I wanna take it nice and slow before I fuck you hard enough to make you scream.

C i e l: Aahh shit. You're making my dick hard.

Ciel's jeans were new and he had been flattered by Alois' comment about them making his ass look good. But now he cursed under his breath as he squirmed in his chair, the snug pair of pants leaving no room for his growing cock.

The blonde seemed to have the same problem, continuously shifting as eyebrows crinkled in discomfort. His tiny fake leather shorts were even tighter than Ciel's fresh jeans. Not that he let it bother him as he continued. The thrill of it all made him draw slow, deep breaths, and every so often he lifted sky blue orbs to study Ciel's reaction.

King of booty shorts: I bet you love getting hard in public you dirty little pervert.

C i e l: Yes daddy I love it so much. Tell me more.

King of booty shorts: I'll unbutton your pants and slide a hand down your underwear. I'll barely touch you. My fingertips will brush over your cock, tease you until you beg me to take it in my mouth.

C i e l: Fuck.

C i e l: Yes. Take it in your mouth. I want your tongue on it.

King of booty shorts: Not so fast baby. If you want me to continue I want you to rub your dick through your pants.

The boys were smiling as they discretely tapped on their phones under their desks, careful not to notify the teacher. But Ciel wasn't sure how he'd obey the blonde without her noticing it. She could see right under his desk. Thankfully she had her eyes on a stack of papers as the students were supposed to read. With a quick glance at Alois, who sultrily licked his lips, Ciel decided it was safe to nudge his hardening bulge.

It felt so good to stroke it through the fabric, but it felt amazing to give it a rough squeeze. He was tempted to pull down the zipper and let it pop out for some air but, since he didn't want another suspension, he refrained from doing so.

Tiny pearls of sweat started appearing on Ciel's temple the more he rubbed, abandoning his phone on the desk in favor of looking Alois straight in the eye. Both of them were breathing hard yet silent, mouths open and lids heavy. Frustrated hands came to clutch the edge of the desk as the blond watched Ciel act out his fantasies in broad daylight, in a room full of people.

He wanted nothing else than to run out of there and have his way with Ciel in a bathroom stall. But as the bell rang and the boys hurried out of there, books held to cover their crotches, they both stopped in shock before they had time to utter one word to each other.

"What're you doing here?!" Alois exclaimed, eyes rolling over the college student that leaned against the row of lockers.

"I missed you," Charles said with a lopsided smile as he sauntered towards Alois. "You haven't been answering my calls so I thought I'd come see you."

Alois blinked and swallowed his unease as he peered at Ciel to read his emotions. "Uhh, wow, that's awfully sweet of you but-"

"Who's your friend?" Charles asked, curiously eyeing Ciel all the way from his army boots to his dark blue locks.

"I'm-" Ciel started, but Alois cut him off.

"Charlie, can I speak with you in private?"

Hearing that name caused a pang of jealousy to shoot through Ciel. He remember all too well how flirty the male had been in his text, and he had spent several days imagining what he might look like and what he had done with Alois on their date. The fact that he was handsome made him downright furious and all he wanted was to pummel his pretty face until it resembled a mashed strawberry pie.

As Alois walked away with Charles to a secluded part of the hallway, Ciel muttered a variety of obscene curses and strolled over to his locker. Hands were slow as they went through books and junk as all Ciel really focused on were the males in his peripheral vision.

"Look, Charlie, I haven't answered your calls because-"

"That's your boyfriend." Charles looked at Alois with a face that told him how obvious it was that the two of them were an item. He removed his black beanie to drag delicate fingers through platinum bangs as the realization of why he had been ignored fell down on him.

Alois leaned his side against the wall and awkwardly scratched his neck. "We're not exactly boyfriends but-"

"You're about to be."

"Can you stop interrupting me!?" Alois frowned, unable to stop worrying about what Ciel would say once Charles left. "He doesn't like that word, I guess. But yeah, we're going to be boyfriends real soon."

"Is that the guy Lau was talking about at the skate park?" Charles felt stupid about visiting Alois at school. He had figured that the younger blonde wasn't returning his calls because his parents had taken his phone away. I wouldn't be the first time.

"Mm... I didn't mean to lead you on or anything. It's just that we've been sorta on and off and yeah... I should've texted you and told you but I kinda promised not to talk to you anymore so..."

Light eyebrows arched as Charles fiddled with one of his dreadlocks. "Really? You sound like you're scared or something. What the hell is going on?"

"What? I'm not scared? What would I have to be scared about?"

"I have no idea. It's just that I've never seen you act like this over anyone."

Alois looked to the side and murmured, "I don't want to lose him, that's all."

"Wow, is the Alois Trancy actually in love for real? I never thought I would see the day. And with a guy who treats you like shit, no less. I'm genuinely surprised."

A sharp breath was sucked in through shocked lips before Alois snapped, "Ciel doesn't treat me like shit! Do you really think I would let anyone do that to me? It's me we're talking about here." He knew that Charles was right, but nothing could force that truth from his mouth. It would ruin his whole image.

The college student's eyebrows furrowed at Alois' outburst. "Hmm, I'm not sure what's going on between you two, but I've never seen you act this sissy-like. And he doesn't want to be your boyfriend but he forbids you from talking to me. That doesn't sound very healthy to me."

"At least he doesn't cheat on me," Alois sneered, glaring at his ex-boyfriend as he inwardly smiled about delivering such a hurtful remark.

"How could he," the older blonde retorted, folding his arms over his chest, "you're not even together."

Blue eyes turned ten shades darker as Alois got the urge to grab the other by the hair and slam his face against the wall. "Fuck you, Charles."

Even though their next class had started, Ciel stood rooted to the spot, waiting for Alois to stop talking to his ex. He needed to know what they had been talking about, and he needed to know if he had a reason the bash the guy's head in.

"So..." Ciel mumbled as the blonde walked away from Charles, seemingly in a bad mood. "What did he say?"

"Nothing. He was just being a rude ass, as usual."

"No but seriously," Ciel said, eyes glued on Alois. "What did he say?"

"Nothing!" the blonde yelled, looking straight ahead and quickening his steps. "I told him to fuck off so you don't need to worry about him anymore, okay?"

The boys walked the rest of the way in silence, and attended class without texting each other once.

…

..

"I'm really sorry that I snapped at you," Alois murmured behind Ciel's back as they exited the classroom.

"Why won't you tell me what he said?" Ciel asked in a cold tone, not giving the blonde as much as a glance.

"I'll tell you tomorrow. I don't want to ruin this day, I've missed you so much!" Alois beamed as he skipped in front of Ciel, forcing him to come to a sudden halt.

Ciel frowned. "Swear that you will."

"I swear on my mother's ugly hair!" Alois' smile was stretching from ear to ear, his eyes sparkling so much that Ciel's lips twitched, almost making him smile back. "Close your eyes."

"God no. I won't fall for that. You'll probably kiss me or something." A scowl contorted Ciel features as he stared at the blonde.

"And what's wrong with that?" A rosy tongue darted out to seductively trace Alois' upper lip, the male grinning as he stared back.

"We're in school, people might talk."

"Oh my god." Icy eyes rolled as Alois groaned. "Take a look around. People already talk. Everyone knows why we got suspended."

Ciel's gaze swept over the hallway, for once studying the other students instead of minding his own business. He usually ignored them as much as possible, but to confirm the blonde's words he made an exception. As his piers passed them he noticed how they all stared.

Surprise painted Ciel's features as pair after pair of judging eyes looked at them like they were carrying an infectious disease. And not only that - some of them even whispered and giggled. Is that what Alois had turned him into? He was now either the mock of the century or a depraved mess that no one wanted to come near.

His initial reaction was to throw a fit because of how humiliated he felt, but when he gave it some thought he realized that this was exactly what he wanted - for people to leave him alone.

"Okay, I guess you're right," Ciel admitted, deciding to indulge Alois and go along with whatever he had planned. "But I refuse to make out!" He closed his eyes with a deep sigh.

The blonde let out a little giggle before he went through his pocket, clutching a small item as he pulled his hand out. With eager arms folding around Ciel, he began fiddling with the male's ear.

"What the fuck are you..." Ciel was confused as he had been sure Alois would do something lewd to him and squirmed in the other's arms.

"Wait, don't open your eyes yet!" Alois squealed, taking the opportunity to squeeze Ciel's torso and kiss his cheek simply because he could.

"Ugh, fine." Ciel's throat bobbed as he swallowed and uncomfortably shifted his weight from one foot to another.

"Okay, now!"

The blonde's hands were clenched into excited fists as Ciel's lids lifted, deep blue eyes falling on a male that couldn't stand still. Alois looking so happy usually never meant anything good for Ciel, and he hurriedly made his way over to a small mirror on the wall to assess the damage.

Lips pursed as the smaller male noticed the tiny padlock dangling from his ear, fastened in the tunnel that went through the stretched lobe. The lock had an A carved into it, obviously symbolizing Alois.

"I told you I had a gift for you. Do you like it? I mean since you don't wanna be my boyfriend, the least you can do is wear that."

Ciel's heart was hammering in his chest, panic seeping into his veins to spread throughout his entire body. Once again Alois brought up the boyfriend thing, and that combined with the Charlie incident finally made Ciel snap.

"What the fuck! Take it OFF, I don't want it!" Ciel's face turned bright red as he practically shouted the blonde right in the face, making the passing students stare even more. But no matter how curious they were as to why Ciel lost his temper, none dared to stop and eavesdrop in fear of what Alois might do to them. "We just started talking again! Why do you always do this? Why the fuck would I want to be your boyfriend if you don't even respect me?"

"Wow, okay," Alois murmured, swallowing the lump in his throat as sadness washed over him. "I thought you'd be happy..."

"Happy about what? That you never listen to a word I say? That you-"

"Just shut up, Ciel!" the blonde interrupted in a shaky voice. "You don't even understand! This doesn't mean what you think it means, I just wanted to-"

"I don't care what it means. You should've known I wouldn't like this!"

Tears burned behind Alois' eyes as he retorted in a broken voice, "Well I'm so fucking SORRY Mr. I just want to be exclusive friend with benefits even though we've been dating for over six months and known each other for almost a year!"

The mess of platinum strands turned to look away from Ciel; he couldn't believe how mean and unsympathetic he was. Even though so much had changed between them he refused to let Alois be a bigger part of his life. Ciel still wanted so much distance between them that he had no qualms in hurting him. Charles' words started to make more sense than ever.

"I just need some fucking time!" Ciel spat. "Why is that so fucking hard to understand?" He knew that he was overreacting but it was impossible to stop shouting. He was boiling with anger for reasons he couldn't place.

"No, Ciel." Alois had had it; he was sick and tired of being treated like his feelings didn't matter at all. "I've waited for an eternity already. Either you own me as your boyfriend or you don't fucking own me at all!"

"I'm agreeing to go on dates with you. I told you that I like you. Can't you be fucking happy with that?"

"No, 'cause you're treating me like some fucking possession that's supposed to do whatever you say. Everyone knows it and I hate it. You make me look like a wimp."

"You were totally fine with taking it slow before you talked to Charles. Fucking tell me what he said already!"

The blond drew a nervous breath, bracing himself for another outburst. "He said that you were bad for me..."

It finally dawned on Ciel why he was so angry. It wasn't the fact that Alois had disrespected him by putting a tag of ownership on him. It was because he had kept his and Charles' conversation from him. And now, when he found out what had been said, his heart started beating out of control.

"He's just saying that because he wants you to himself," Ciel blurted out, fear and jealousy quickly replacing his anger. "He wants you to end things with me, can't you see that?"

Alois was confused. "No, you're wrong! He would never do that. He's just worried about me."

Ciel's jaw tensed. "Well if he cares so much about you and I don't, then why don't you fuck him instead, hm?" He regretted the words as soon as they flew out of his mouth; the prospect of Alois doing anything with Charles had him sick to his stomach. Why he said it, he didn't know. He had no control of what was coming out of his mouth at this point.

"Maybe I should!" Glossy eyes blinked as the blonde tried to hold his tears back, so incredibly hurt by the other's suggestion that he felt like leaving.

"Like I care," Ciel muttered, gritting his teeth. He hated himself for every sentence he uttered but he couldn't stop himself. "Go fuck whoever you want."

"But you said-"

"You obviously want to!"

"No, I don't!" Big pearls finally fell down on flushed cheeks, rolling down the soft skin. Alois didn't care about his image anymore and didn't even bother to wipe them off. The only thing that he could focus on was that he was so, so afraid of losing Ciel. "I only want you. I haven't even looked at another guy since I found out who you were."

"You went out with Charles!" A sharp pain made Ciel's chest contract at the sight of the blonde crying, like his heart was being squeezed by invisible hands.

"That was your fault! You ignored me, you didn't want anything to do with me!"

"That's starting to sound like a really good idea again," Ciel hissed even though all he wanted was for Alois to stop crying. But more stupid things kept pouring out of his mouth; he didn't know how to stop. "We don't work together! At all. We should just end this right now!"

"No, baby, no-" Alois began sobbing, his fingers quivering and his stomach convulsing.

"Wouldn't that make you happy? You said it yourself - I'm bad for you. You can be with Charles; he obviously cares more about you than I do."

"Baby baby, please don't say that," the blonde pleaded, so scared that Ciel might leave that he threw his arms around him and gripped his t-shirt. "I don't want him, I only want you."

Ciel wanted to shove Alois away, but he knew that if he did he'd probably never talk to him again. His feelings ran amok within him, impossible to sort out. But one thought kept echoing through his mind.

Stop hurting him, you idiot. You're going to lose him for real if you don't fucking STOP.

"Please, please don't do this to me again." With his face buried in dark hair, Alois whispered with a trembling lip, "I need you, I... I love you."

"Fuck..." Ciel squeezed his eyes shut as he heard the words, sucking in a deep breath. That was exactly what he needed to hear in order to snap back to a saner version of himself.

"I just got you back, Ciel, please-"

"Alois..." Ciel interrupted, softly stroking the blonde's back as his other hand came to rest on his neck. "Fuck... I'm sorry."

"Thank god," Alois mumbled, gripping onto Ciel like he might float away if he ever released him.

"I'll wear your stupid thing if it's so important to you," Ciel muttered, finally coming to his senses as he inhaled Alois' familiar fragrance.

"Really?" the blonde sniveled against Ciel's neck, holding him with trembling arms, refusing to let go.

"Yeah..." Ciel agreed, but his eyes soon narrowed as he whispered through clenched teeth, "Because you're mine."

And I hope you know that, Charles, Ciel thought, boiling inside because it was impossible for him to ever let it go.

I'll fucking destroy you if you ever go near my Alois again.