I know you all must be eager to read the new chapter, but first I have to take a moment to apologize to all of you. I've been disconnected from writing for a while. My relatives and I lost a family member and things have been hectic at work, so I hope you'll all forgive me for being so late with my update. I have lots of free time right now so I can focus on writing. Tomorrow is going to be completely dedicated to this story, so new chapters will be up soon! Thank you all for sticking with me, you have no idea how much I appreciate it.

Sebastian began to weave through the mass of never ending flesh crowding the room. He glanced over his shoulder to see Claude maneuvering through the bodies as well. Sebastian continued forward and was finally able to escape the vast amount of females gyrating against one another on the dance floor. He fixed his shirt and glanced around, looking for a pair of thin, feminine looking boys. His eyes darted back to their table and he sighed heavily. He felt like ramming his head against a wall. Claude emerged from the crowd and noticed Sebastian's rather annoyed look and glanced back as well.

He bit his lip, trying not to let out a loud laugh.

"That figures." Claude was able to mutter without chuckling.

Ciel and Alois were sitting down at their table. All of that weaving through sweaty, sex crazed men and attention seeking women was wasted. Sebastian pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head. Glancing around once more, he made his way towards the bar.

"Where are you going?"

"I need another drink." Sebastian disappeared in the sea of people and Claude smiled. He felt relaxed again and noticed a small group of girls on the floor smiling and staring at him. He flashed them a playful smile and winked. He watched as they all became flustered and giggled. He stepped forward but a hand latched onto his wrist.

"You'll let go of me if you know what's good for you." Claude snapped, loud enough for the person to hear him over the music. He turned his head to the side and rolled his eyes. Snatching his hand away, Claude turned around to acknowledge the woman standing before him.

She was almost as tall as him thanks to the heels she was wearing. They were quite high and a lovely black suede material. She was wearing a skin tight, strapless black dress that cut off at her mid-thigh. Her eyes were a dull grey color and her mouth was twisted up into a confident, cocky grin. Claude scratched his jawline and flashed her an annoyed look.

"What do you want?" His words were sharp and he made it quite clear he wasn't pleased to be in her presence.

"Hey, be polite to me. I'm a lady." She snapped and rolled her eyes.

"Lady, that's not really a word I would use to describe you." Claude's silky voice retorted. The woman's lips twisted upward and she placed a hand on her hip.

"What's got your panties in a bunch tonight? Girlfriend drama?" She snorted and glanced around the club lazily.

"Come on, dance with me or at least buy me a drink. Entertain me for a few minutes before I have to actually start working." Her eyes eventually returned to Claude's and she flashed him a snotty, challenging smile. He rolled his eyes and shifted his gaze towards the bar, beckoning her over.

"Danke." She chirped and began to slide through the crowd and up to the long bar counter. Claude glanced over at the table and noticed the two boys still sitting alone. He spotted the back of Sebastian's head up at the bar and made his way past the swarm of flesh, up to the man. Before Claude could make it up to him in time, Sebastian was greeted by the woman.

"Hey there, Sebby." She picked the cherry adorning another girly looking drink Sebastian had just ordered. She popped it into her mouth and twirled it by the stem, flashing Sebastian a rather seductive look. He stared blankly at her and flashed an emotionless glance over towards Claude before shaking his head and walking away with the drinks.

"Jesus, you guys are so fucking boring." The woman moaned and hopped up onto a bar stool. Holding her hand up, she grabbed the bartender's attention.

"Could I have a scotch, please?" Claude leaned in against the bar counter and stared at the woman.

"What are you doing here, Carmen?" Claude's eyes studied the woman carefully. Her lips curled up into a rather wicked smile and her head cocked to the side.

"I missed you. Wanted to see how you were doing." Her voice was low and seductive. Claude felt a heat rise up inside of him. He snatched her arm up and squeezed it roughly, causing the woman to grimace and snap her head to the side.

"Cut the shit." His eyes were fiery and his voice was dark. Collected and still rather calm, but terrifyingly dark. The woman rolled her eyes and shook him off, tenderly caressing the arm he had grabbed so forcefully.

"Fine. The boss sent me here to tie up some loose ends. It's a pure coincidence running into you here." Her eyebrows were arched and she gave Claude a look, waiting for him to respond. His eyes narrowed a bit but he nodded and glanced over at the table where Sebastian was now at.

"Let's keep our distance, okay? I don't want people getting suspicious." The man pushed himself away from the counter and took a step forward.

"Claude."

There was a moment of silence between the two of them. Claude stopped and patiently waited for the woman to say whatever it was she needed to say before they went their separate ways.

"Don't forget why you're really here. Don't get too caught up in all of this buddy buddy shit you and Sebastian have going on." The woman's voice was low and rather stern. The man turned his head to the side and watched as the bartender placed a coaster onto the counter before setting the glass of amber liquid down. Snatching it up, Claude grunted and began making his way back over to his table.

"Piss off, Carmen."

The woman smiled and stared down at the counter top. Her fingertips traced the outline of the circular wet line on the coaster from the glass.

"Dick." She muttered before snapping her head back up and raising her hand to grab the bartender's attention again.

"Sebastian." Alois's quiet voice murmured.

"Hm?"

"Who is that woman over there? The one that Claude is with?" The boy's eyes remained on his drink. He twirled the straw around in the glass and never once looked up. Sebastian stared at the boy before flashing a look over at the two still at the bar. He sighed quietly and smiled at the boy, waiting for him to look up.

"She's someone he works with. She's probably on business here in town or something like that. They're just acquaintances." Alois flashed a quick, fake smile at Sebastian. He could tell Alois was rather hurt seeing Claude talk to someone else. Although he didn't really understand what was going on, Sebastian could see how this could all be misinterpreted.

"I should have figured he liked women." Alois muttered to himself.

"What did you say?" Snapped Ciel, smacking his friend's arm.

"Nothing, jeez." The boy whined, rubbing his tender skin, sticking his tongue out at Ciel.

"As hard as it is to believe, Claude seems pretty sincere about you Alois. He obviously fancies you, he's just going about this the wrong way. Entirely. Men are idiots, you should know that." Sebastian joked, making Alois grin and bite his lip.

Sebastian remained silent and decided not to get involved any further. He shot Claude a disapproving look as the man approached the table with a drink in his hand. Claude gave Sebastian a questioning look before sitting down next to Alois once more. The boy flinched and stared down at his lap blankly. There was an unbearable silence lingering over the table for a few minutes.

"Is something going on that I don't know about?" Claude snapped.

"Sebastian, let's go dance!" Ciel chirped and pushed the man towards the edge of the booth, urging him to move quickly. Sebastian obliged and slid off of the seat gracefully before assisting Ciel up onto his feet. They quickly disappeared into the mass of people surrounding their table.

Claude watched the two dart off and quirked an eyebrow before clinking the bottom of his glass against the table quietly. Alois remained silent and kept his eyes focused on his jeans, pulling lightly at one of the loose threads sticking out. Claude's eyes rolled over to glance at the boy.

"What's wrong?" His voice was deep and sounded rather concerned.

"Nothing." Alois replied quietly almost to himself. Claude's eyes narrowed and he snatched the boy's hand up from his lap, causing Alois to look up and finally make eye contact with the man.

"Tell me." His eyes were soft but his voice was stern. Alois bit his lip and eventually caved.

"Who was that woman?" His soft, hazy blue eyes rolled to the side, feeling embarrassed to be asking. They darted back to meet Claude's soft, amber ones when he heard the man chuckle.

"What the hell is so funny!" Alois spat, furrowing his eyebrows. Claude eventually calmed down and gently began to caress Alois's smooth, pale hand with his thumb.

"You're jealous." The man watched as the boy began to redden and appeared flustered. He shook his head, his blonde hair rustling from side to side.

"Like hell I'm jealous." Alois snapped, starring at the empty booth on the opposite side of the table. He felt a hand brush against his cheek and tried to ignore it. Claude's eyes narrowed a bit and he gently grabbed the boy's chin, forcing him to face him properly. Alois's eyes were wide, his reaction quickly changed from shock to anger. He opened his mouth to yell at Claude but just as his lips parted, he was quickly muted. Claude leaned forward and gently pressed his mouth against Alois's. The boy felt his heart skip a beat or two and his stomach dropped completely. He was in complete and utter shock at the suddenness the kiss. It only lasted for a few seconds before Claude freed the boy, leaning back and taking in the look of shock plastered onto his face.

"What was that for?" Alois was eventually able to mutter. He held up one of his hands and pressed it gently against his lower lip, staring at Claude in awe.

"Do I need a reason to kiss you?" Claude smirked and leaned in once more to place another tender kiss against the boy's lips. This time, Alois was able to put some effort into the kiss as well. He felt his whole body begin to heat up and tingle. His entire being shuddered when he felt a hand press itself against the small of his back.

"Nnn." He groaned against Claude's lips and arched his back at the gentle touch coming from the man's large hand. He felt Claude's lips pull up a bit, he was smiling. Eventually, the man broke the kiss and allowed Alois to breathe. His small chest continuously rose and fell, his lips were parted and small breaths of warm air escaped him. His heart was beating frantically and he felt his stomach tightening and twisting, exciting him and making him feel almost sick.

Claude stared at the boy, examining him thoroughly. His eyes were heavy and glazed, his lips were turning pink and were still slightly wet from their kiss. His porcelain flesh had begun to redden, leaving his cheeks stained pink. Claude couldn't get enough of the boy, he looked so innocent, yet so seductive. He felt a heat rise up inside of him and shifted in the seat a bit, attempting to adjust himself.

'Fuck. This is bad.' His body was reacting without him permitting it. He had no control of the growing erection trapped behind the metal zipper of his pants. He remained composed and was snapped out of his thoughts when he felt Alois's small, smooth hand against his arm.

"Claude, I'm getting hard." Claude's eyes widened slightly at Alois's words. The boy's eyes were burning holes through his own. It was beyond obvious that he was turned on. He never expected Alois to be that blunt and honest with him about something like that.

"Alois, I-" Claude was silenced quickly as Alois wrapped his arms around the man's neck, pulling him into a heated, lustful kiss. The man was shocked for a moment but quickly gave into the boy's aggression, wrapping an arm around his slender waist, quickly pulling him forward. The two indulged in their passionate kiss, Claude slipping his hand up the back of Alois's shirt, caressing his naked skin, savoring the satin feel. The blonde boy shuddered beneath the touch and emitted an uncontrollable groan. Claude felt himself hardening with haste, soon he would need to relieve himself of the excruciating pain of being trapped inside of his pants which now seemed a size or two too small. The man broke their intimate kiss once more and quickly stood up, sliding out of the booth. Alois stared up at him and gave him a dazed, questioning look.

"Come on, let's go." His voice was low and growly, it excited Alois. He sounded sexier than before, it was intoxicating. He felt his skin growing warmer and his eyes felt heavy. He followed the man's lead and jumped up from the booth, latching onto Claude's arm. The man flashed him a seductive, wicked smile and began leading him through the growing crowd of people. He felt his heart pounding in his chest, he swore he could hear his own heartbeat over the blaring music and loud people talking and screaming all around them. But none of that mattered. All that Alois was able to focus on was Claude's back, leading them carefully through the mass. He didn't know exactly where they were going, but he knew what they were going to do. He felt blood rush straight to his cheeks thinking about it.

'Oh my god, is this really happening?'