The streetlight was bright against the still wet ground. Alois's small heel clad feet splashed playfully through whatever puddles he could find while walking along the sidewalk. It was chilly outside and his small body was heated by his overly stuffed fur hooded jacket. His legs were bare, clad only in fitted dark jean shorts. It had only been about twenty minutes since he had left the house without saying anything to anyone. He knew that Sebastian and Ciel were dealing with the girl in their apartment and they wouldn't notice him slip out, leaving him to not have to explain himself.
'I'll be in so much trouble if Ciel finds out about this. It's a good thing he won't.' Alois skipped around and danced underneath a street light, throwing his arms out and spinning around in circles. He heard a car approaching the edge of the sidewalk and slowly come to a stop. Alois calmed down and watched as the car stopped right in front of him. His face became serious and he knelt over to look through the window being rolled down.
"Hey there. You looking for a hook up?" Alois stared at the man behind the steering wheel. He smiled politely and shook his head. The man was in his mid-forties and had frizzy blonde hair. His build wasn't bad but he didn't look nearly good enough for Alois to give his body to.
"I'm sorry, that's not what I'm out here for. I'm trying to make my way home. Excuse me." Alois stood back up and began to walk away. He sighed and shook his head as he heard the gears in the car shift and he saw out of his peripheral vision the vehicle following him backwards along the road. He rolled his eyes as the man proceeded to call out to him through his passenger window.
"Come on, what else would you have been out here for. I can tell by what you're wearing you're not just taking a midnight stroll. Why don't you get on in and I'll show you a good time, there'll be something in it for ya." Alois stopped in his tracks and turned to look back through the window.
"I don't do that kind of thing with creeps like you. Goodbye." Alois blocked the man out but heard vulgar profanities being thrown at him from inside of the car. He continued to walk away and heard the tires screech against the pavement as the man sped away.
"Whatever, prick." Alois shook it off and continued strolling down the street. He began to pick up the pace when he noticed the traffic was picking up slightly. He rushed around a few blocks and eventually came within seeing distance of a well-lit district. Neon signs lit up the darkened pavement and cars and prostitutes littered the sidewalks and streets. Alois wound around the scarcely dressed women walking around looking for a chance to pick up any man they could.
He approached a classier looking club and walked up to the front of the line. When the bouncer at the entrance of the club saw him, he allowed him to pass through the crowd still lined up against the side of the building. He smiled at the large man holding the door open for him and walked into the dark entry way. The door closed behind him and a cool gust of wind pushed past his bare legs.
The club was warm and Alois walked towards the woman taking coats behind the counter. He pulled his fluffy jacket off and tossed it onto the countertop. He was wearing a sexy black shirt underneath that fitted him nicely. It was tight but made of a spandex like material, allowing him to breathe easily and move around freely in it while still showing off his tiny, frail frame. He pressed a hand against his flat abdomen and waited to receive a ticket for his jacket from the woman behind the counter.
"You look hot tonight." Alois smirked and winked at the girl, snatching up his ticket and walking off through the dark doorway that led into the main room of the club.
"I know." Alois wiggled his butt at the girl, causing her to giggle.
The hallway Alois ended up walking down was dimly lit by fading lights mounted to the walls. There were couples pressed up against the walls engaging in sexual activity of various amounts. He had to squeeze past couples, every once in a while bumping into bare flesh. The air smelled of sex. It was thick, warm and musty. Alois wove through a few more bodies before reaching the entrance way to a large room flashing with bright lights and blaring loud hypnotic music. Every figure in the club was a mere dark shadow until the spotlights flashed across their backs and faces. Alois scanned the front of the club before making his way towards the bar to his right. He hopped up onto a bar stool and leaned over the counter, waiting for the bartender to notice him.
"Ah, my favorite midget. Didn't think I'd see you here tonight." Alois smiled at the bartender.
"I'm not a midget, fool." The man behind the bar raised an eyebrow and scanned Alois's scarcely clad body.
"Could have fooled me." The man laughed playfully and Alois held up his middle finger, shaking his head but not holding back a small chuckle. The man began pouring alcohol into a glass and dropped two ice cubes inside of it before placing it on a napkin in front of the boy. His lean but muscular body bent over the counter and his arms crossed.
"So, what are you doing here tonight? I thought you were taking a break from this place for a while." Alois took a swig of his drink and sat the glass back down.
"I couldn't help myself. I felt a little trapped at home and needed some kind of release." The man grinned and diverted his attention to the dance floor for a minute.
"So when are you going to bring Ciel back here? You two always brought excitement to this place." Alois shook his head and looked over his shoulder to the massive swarm of bodies grinding against one another on the dance floor.
"You know he's not into this anymore. Besides, he's got himself a partner. He doesn't need to be getting hit on or dry humped. Which you know is all that happens in this place." The man laughed and hung his head down while nodding.
"Yeah I guess you're right. It's a really nice place to hook up though. You've got lots to choose from." Alois nodded and finished his drink before slapping his hand down against the hardwood counter top.
"Well, I'm off to mingle. I need some tender loving tonight." The bartender snatched up the empty glass and wet napkin and gave Alois a small wave of his hand.
"You know if you can't find anyone, I'm always available." Alois snarled and held his hand up above his head, waving back.
"Yeah, I'll keep that in mind buddy." Alois walked off and made his way close to the middle of the crowd. Pushing past people wasn't uncomfortable to him anymore, he had gotten past the feeling of people's hands groping him and brushing against him wherever they pleased. He didn't mind anymore.
He eventually found himself a decent spot and stared up at the light fixtures hanging from the ceiling. His foamy blue eyes fluttered shut and his head tilted to the side. Everything but the music was audible to him. His body began to sway to the rhythm and beat of the music. His arms rose above his head and his hips swung from side to side in an exotic and sexual motion. It wasn't long before Alois felt a body press itself up against his backside. Instead of moving or ignoring it, he invited it and gyrated against the figures obvious growing erection hidden underneath their pants. Alois grinned when he felt the rising bulge becoming more firm and more noticeable. He bit his lip when he felt the man bump against his ass.
'God this guy's getting real wound up.' Alois bent forward and spread his legs apart a fair distance and began wiggling his rear in front of his new dance partner. He turned his head and peeked over his shoulder at the man gyrating against his butt behind him. He was good looking enough for Alois. His body was muscular and his hair was long and straight, falling down to his shoulders. There was a small amount of stubble lining his squared chin. His lower lip was pierced in the middle and a silver spike pointed out of it, shining whenever the lights found it. His eyebrows were finely trimmed and his nose was long and thin.
Alois grinned at the man and stood back up, turning himself around to fully face his partner. The man took in Alois completely with a long gaze, his eyes scanning up and down his tiny, petite body. The small sections of skin visible were obviously driving the man wild. Alois pressed a hand against the man's muscular chest and felt him flex through his cotton button up shirt. He chewed on his lower lip and batted his eyelashes at the man. His bright green eyes focused on Alois's blushing lips and a hand snaked its way around the tiny boy's waist, pulling him up against his much larger and firmer chest, causing Alois to suck in a quick breath of air.
"You're feisty looking." Alois lowered his gaze and swiveled his hips in rhythmic circles. He slid his hand down the man's fine abdomen and eventually met the rim of his faded jeans. He pulled the material forward just enough to peer inside and glanced down to see the man's erect cock standing straight up and glistening with pre-cum. His face flushed and his eyes flickered with desire. He instantly wanted to leave and get it on with this stranger.
"I can be, believe me." Alois let the rim of the pants gently slap against the man's flattened lower waist. He slid a hand over the apparent bulge pushing forward and aching for Alois's touch. The man's hips bucked forward at the small amount of pressure against his throbbing cock. He gripped Alois's tiny wrist and pulled him back through the mass of people grinding and dry humping one another on the dance floor. Alois bumped into numerous dancers and tried his best to keep his feet moving to keep up with the much larger and faster man leading him away from the orgy on the floor. Eventually they made their way down the dimly lit hallway still crowded with couples.
'I hope he doesn't want to stop here, it's disgusting.' The man continued rushing down the hall and to the coat check girl, handing her a ticket to receive his jacket. Alois threw his onto the counter as well and the woman handed them both their coats. Alois didn't even have time to put his jacket on before the man was dragging around again, leading him towards the front door. They exited the club and took off down random streets Alois was unfamiliar with. His legs began to ache as he tried to keep up with the man nearly sprinting.
"Where are we going?" The man skidded to a halt and Alois nearly tripped over himself, trying to stop smoothly. The man pushed Alois back into an alley and pressed the small boy up against a wall. His voice was muffled quickly by the man's rough mouth. He attacked Alois's mouth, pushing his tongue violently into the boy's small, barely parted lips. He infested his mouth with saliva and pulled back quickly, heaving and gasping for breath. Alois's eyes began to appear hazy and his blood was rushing through his veins. The man's mouth attacked his neck next, his small amount of stubble scratching against Alois's soft, tender skin.
"Ah, that kind of hurts." Alois tried to pull away but the man persisted and continued to suckle and bite at his reddening skin. Alois shook his head and tried to push the man back a bit to give himself a little bit of room between himself and the heavy weight being pushed against him. His body was pushed harder against the brick wall and Alois felt his lungs beginning to strain for air.
"St-stop, please. You're hurting me." Alois pushed against the man's forearm and struggled harder to get him off.
"Shut up." The older man snapped at Alois and shook him violently. Alois furrowed his eyebrows and looked up dazed and confused at the man.
"What the hell was that for?" The man growled and threw Alois sideways towards the other side of the alley. His tiny body stumbled forward and his hands caught himself before he was able to fall head first into the wall. His jacket was lost in the darkness and Alois couldn't tell where they had entered the alley from. He looked all over for a way to escape. Before he could think of which way to go he heard footsteps coming from his left. His head snapped to the side to see two figures making their way towards him and the man he left the club with.
"What's going on back here?" Alois sighed in relief of feeling as if he'd been spotted and that he'd be safe. He tried pulling himself up from the ground dizzily, finding it difficult to move.
"We're just getting to know one another. I haven't done anything to him yet." Alois froze and terror swelled in his stomach realizing that the men were talking like they knew one another. His heart sank as he began to piece together what was going on and who these men were.
"He's a good looking piece of ass. Real fucking skinny, but he's gorgeous." Alois felt a pair of hands squeeze his waist and hoist him to his feet. He was pushed up against the wall again and felt a hand wrap around his throat, not enough to harm him but to pose a threat if he were to move. Alois's heart began to race and his eyes flickered between the three men, taking in their features and lowering his gaze to the ground.
"Aw look guys, he's shy." Alois felt another set of hands running themselves along his upper torso, working their way down to his legs and in-between his thighs. His body involuntarily began to react to the unwanted touches and caresses of the filthy hands violating him. His heart was racing and his breath came out in ragged gasps. He didn't dare move, fearing that if he struggled he'd be choked or beaten, so he gave in. He tried to relax and began to accept what was happening and what was going to happen to him, even though he wasn't sure exactly what that would be. He inhaled sharply when a large hand massaged him through his shorts, gently kneading and pulling at his flaccid member. He hated himself for reacting to the man's vulgar touch and tried to fight it.
"Fuck this, I can't take it anymore." The third man pushed down against Alois's shoulder, forcing him to the ground and onto his knees. One pair of hands held him back against the wall and another continued to play with his hardening cock through his clothes while the third man hurriedly unzipped and unbuttoned his pants and slid his cock out from underneath his boxers. It hung blatantly in Alois's face and he turned his head to the side, denying the blushing erection thrust before him. The man's hand gripped the boy's hair harshly, causing Alois to cry out in pain as his head was forced back to face the throbbing cock. Alois felt tears welling up inside of him and tried to push past his feelings, not wanting to give in and show them how afraid and scared he really was. The tip was pressed up against his closed lips and the boy tightly shut his eyes.
'I can't believe this is happening to me.' He felt himself beginning to choke up and was trying to focus on anything but the mixed feelings of pain, violation and unwanted pleasure.
"Come on, suck it. Lather it up with that filthy little mouth of yours. You asked for this." Alois broke; he knew the man was right. He had put himself in immediate danger leaving the house and going out into a dangerous area full of sex-fiends, pedophiles and prostitutes. He blamed no one but himself for this happening to him. He nodded his head when the grip on his hair tightened and began to cause him more pain. His mouth parted slightly and just as he was about to take in the leaking tip, the man's body was thrust backwards and a loud thud was heard as he hit the brick wall. The two other men released him and stood up, glancing around to look for the cause of their friend to be sent flying backwards and into the wall. Alois fell backwards and he pulled his knees tightly to his chest. He buried his face in his knees and sobbed. He felt a hand gently tapping his shoulder and he jumped back, hitting his head against the wall. He looked up dazed to see a familiar face staring down at him.
"Claude?" The tall, dark man gave him a tender smile and knelt down, hoisting Alois's shaky body up into his arms. Alois cradled his arms against his chest and shuddered. Claude's arms felt comforting and safe, he felt blocked off from the rest of the world at that moment. As he turned around to walk off a hand gripped the back of his suit. Claude stood still and tilted his head to the side, annoyed.
"Let go of me if you know what's good for you." The man tightened his grip on Claude's suit.
"You're going to regret that you prick." Claude sighed and shook his head. He smiled down at Alois and leaned forward.
"Close your eyes." Alois stared wide eyed at the honey colored orbs and nodded in agreement. His eyes closed tightly and he felt himself being placed back onto the ground. His feet found themselves and he was able to stand properly, continuing to keep his eyes closed. He heard a punch being thrown and a fist smashing against what sounded like one of the men's faces. He covered his ears and kept his eyes closed for what seemed like minutes. He felt a hand touch his head and recognized the touch. He lowered his hands and opened his eyes, turning around to stare at Claude. Before he could get a glimpse of the men beaten on the ground he was scooped back up into Claude's arms. He remained speechless and did nothing but stare at the man's slender, pale face. Claude paused to snatch up Alois's jacket and placed it against the boy's stomach. He wandered around and wove through streets and other alley's to avoid a scene. They remained quiet for a while until Alois couldn't stand the silence any longer.
"Thank you so much, for saving me." Claude smiled sweetly and shook his head.
"No need to thank me." Alois shook his head and leaned forward to let Claude know that he wanted to stand on his own. Claude allowed the boy to slip out of his arms and onto his feet. The boy held his jacket in one hand and pressed himself against Claude's chest. Claude stood still and watched the smaller boy inch his way in closer towards his face. Alois gently pressed his lips against Claude's. His small hand pressed against Claude's groin and he felt the larger man's hand wrap firmly around his wrist, pulling his hand away and breaking their kiss.
"Don't. I told you, you don't need to thank me." Alois stared at the ground and nodded, turning around.
"I'm really sorry." He began to walk away before he felt Claude's warm fingers wrap back around his wrist, pulling him back. Alois looked up shocked and startled. Claude's eyes were soft and the honey colored orbs melded with Alois's foamy blue ones.
"I didn't say leave." Alois's eyes began to water and his arms looped around Claude's waist. Claude hoisted the boy up and wrapped his arms around the smaller man's tiny waist. Alois held onto the man securely, keeping his arms wrapped around the man's neck and his legs around his abdomen. He felt himself drifting off to sleep, his eyes stinging from tearing up earlier. He began to nod off and eventually fell asleep, clinging to Claude.
He felt the boy go limp in his arms and held him closer to his chest, supporting an arm under his butt and one behind his back. He continued to walk through the darkness and after about twenty minutes of walking made his way up a flight of stairs. He held the boy's body close to his and pulled out a key, quickly unlocking the door and kicking it open. He moved swiftly inside and allowed the door to shut by itself. He moved quietly through his dark apartment and to his bedroom.
Once inside, he placed the sleeping boy on a thick swarm of silky sheets. The boy's body sank delicately into the cushioned sheets and the material engulfed him. The bright light shining in through the window danced over the boy's bare flesh. He watched Alois's small chest rise and fall in a rhythmic pattern. The boy's soft, pale lips were parted and Claude could barely hear the breath escaping from them.
'He's so peaceful to watch. It's beautiful.' Claude became lost in his thoughts. Eventually he found himself gazing at the boy sleeping in his bed for minutes upon minutes. He shook his head and exited his bedroom, walking into the living room and up to a small bar. He grabbed a glass and poured himself a drink. He swallowed it harshly and let out an elongated sigh. His phone vibrated in his pocket and he pulled it out quickly, examining the screen. He opened the message sent from a familiar number and sighed again.
"What the hell happened tonight? You roughing up my boys for some two dollar whore? We're talking about this when I get back in a few days. Be in my office with a well thought out explanation the day I return." Claude tossed his phone onto the bar counter top and yanked his suit jacket off, tossing it onto a dark leather futon a few feet away. He loosened his tie and undid the first few buttons of his dress shirt. He poured himself another glass and walked over to the couch, slouched down and continued to drink.
'Fuck.'