Ciel and Sebastian made their way quickly onto the dance floor. It wasn't long before Sebastian was pressing himself against Ciel's backside, wrapping his arms around the boy's slender waist and pulling him back against his solid chest. Ciel giggled and extended his hands up and behind his head, wrapping them around Sebastian's neck loosely. The two began to sway gently from side to side, eventually picking up the pace with the increasing beat of the music the DJ was blaring.
"Sebastian I-" Ciel's voice caught in his throat and his entire body shuddered violently. Sebastian's mouth was attacking his neck, suckling on his skin and trailing his tongue along the barely protruding vein. His teeth grazed Ciel's tender flesh and the boy emitted a loud groan, capturing a handful of Sebastian's silky, black hair in his fist. The music was so loud nobody even noticed Ciel's sudden cry of pleasure. He felt his cock begin to harden slightly in his pants, forcing him to have flashbacks of Sebastian defiling his body. His head was swarming, heat rising up to his cheeks and his heart began to beat irregularly.
Before he knew it, he was pressing his backside against Sebastian's crotch, grinding slowly, teasing the man. He felt Sebastian's hand slither down his side and latch onto the right side of his hip, squeezing it gently while forcing himself against Ciel's taunting ass. The boy felt excited, realizing how hard Sebastian was getting and so quickly. He turned his head to the side and met the man's lips in a passionate, longing kiss.
"Want to go somewhere private?" Ciel asked in a timid voice. Sebastian quirked a cocky grin and slipped a hand down along the boy's backside, feeling him arch into his touch as he caressed his ass.
"I wouldn't dream of defiling you in a place this dirty. You'll have to suffer through the night. I'll ravage you the moment we get home. I hope you're prepared to be bedridden for the next day or so." Sebastian's words were so smooth and seductive, Ciel felt his entire being melt.
"I'm going to have you all night long." Sebastian spun the boy around and wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him snuggly against his chest. He was able to see Ciel's lovely, blushing face underneath all of the vibrant, flashing colored lights. He could tell just how aroused Ciel was and he loved knowing that all it took were a few dirty words and a few small intimate touches to get the boy going. He smirked and quickly pecked the boy's lips.
"I'm going to go get another drink, would you like one?" Ciel remained silent and gently shook his head from side to side. The man smiled and placed his lips carefully on the boy's forehead.
"Alright, I'll be right back, okay?" Ciel silently nodded and bit down on his lip. He felt the man release him and watched as he quickly faded into the darkness, blending in well with the busy crowd of people still occupying the club.
Finally, he was able to give his heart a break. He felt it begin to return to a normal pace of beating and felt the heat in his face settle immensely. It was unbelievable this uncontrollable power Sebastian had over him. The ability to nearly bring him to his knees with a single touch. Shaking his head from side to side, he tried to abandon any dirty thoughts for the time being. If he didn't, things would be much more difficult for him throughout the night.
Ciel danced by himself for a while, swaying back and forth to the hypnotic beat of the music. His body felt so free in the sea of people. He missed being able to dance freely this way. Nobody was all that worried about the person next to them dancing. Everyone was having a good time dancing, drinking, chatting or flirting with one another. It wasn't like being on stage at his old job. Everyone stared while you expressed yourself through dance. Everyone saw you as strictly a piece of meat, not a person. Ciel smiled, feeling extremely relieved after thinking about his work place and how he'd never have to return there again. Although, there were aspects that he would definitely miss. Dancing for a living seemed like such a fun and invigorating job, until he realized that it was the sex that sold, not the skill.
It wasn't long before Ciel felt a hand loop around his waist. He was startled at first but relaxed as he felt Sebastian's hand caress his protruding hip bone.
"That didn't take long. What did you get?" Ciel smiled and leaned back against the tall, lean body figure behind him. He felt a hand begin to venture along his waist line and shuddered a little bit.
"H-hey, I thought you said we'd wait?" Ciel choked out quickly, trying to keep in a low moan. There was no response. The hand remained on the boy's hip and began to draw small semi-circles over his shirt. Ciel wiggled a little bit, feeling a sense curiosity course through his veins. He turned his head to the side to grab Sebastian's attention quicker.
"Se-" Before being able to utter another syllable, a hand wrapped itself around his mouth and Ciel felt his body go into a state of panic and shock. He wasn't quite sure what to do but yell. Inhaling, Ciel began to feel unbelievably lightheaded. There was no scream to be heard. The sea of people surrounding them was oblivious as to what was going on. He inhaled once more to make an attempt at screaming, to no prevail. He felt himself begin to fall limp but was caught by a pair of arms.
"Se-bastian." The boy was finally able to mutter. Pretty soon his vision began to fade and all that was happening around him began to dissipate into darkness.
Sebastian waited patiently at the bar and tapped his fingers against the wooden countertop. He was rather relieved to get away from Ciel for a mere few minutes. Any more of their dirty dancing and he would have been compelled to rip the boy's pants off right there in the middle of the dance floor. He sighed and shook his head, smiling.
"Since when do I let people have this much control over me?" Sebastian chuckled quietly to himself and barely even noticed the bartender place a drink in front of him. He gave her a quick smile and slipped her a paper bill. She returned the kind gesture and walked off to fix other customers drinks.
"What are you doing over here all by your lonesome?" Sebastian's mood instantly declined and he clenched his jaw. Hearing the sound of this woman's voice was enough to make him sick.
"What do you want?" He snapped, taking a swig of his drink, hardly acknowledging the woman's existence.
"Pissy mood you're in." The woman retorted. Snapping her fingers impatiently at the bartender walking by, the woman requested a drink and turned her attention back to Sebastian.
"Only since you showed up. I was fine before you came along." Sebastian took another long swig of his drink and wiped away a small droplet from the corner of his mouth.
"Ouch. You and Claude sure are acting rather standoffish tonight. It's like I've done something to upset the two of you." The long legged woman slid a hand across the hard wood counter and trailed a polished finger along Sebastian's forearm gingerly.
"You're existence kind of pisses us off." He snapped.
"Well, no need to sugar coat it or anything. I'm only a woman with feelings."
"You're not a woman, Carmen, you're a monster. A despicable, vile creature." Sebastian slammed his glass down and shook the woman's hand off of his arm.
"That's a bit harsh isn't it? And rather hypocritical? You're no saint either, you know." She snarled, snatching up her drink and taking a small sip. Sebastian's eyes narrowed and he felt a surge of hatred course through his body. He wanted to slam the woman's head in against the counter.
"I do what needs to be done to protect myself." Sebastian spat.
"So do I. I-"
"No. No you just like to fuck with people's lives for the fun of it. That's the difference between you and me. I do my job to ensure safety and security for myself and the ones I love. You do it for a sick, twisted thrill. Taking a life isn't a game. It's a burden, one that you have to live with for the rest of your life. To you, these faceless strangers are trophies. To me, they're scars." Sebastian shook his head and pushed himself away from the bar counter.
"Where are you going?" The woman reached out to grab Sebastian's wrist.
"I'm going to go be with people I care about." Sebastian retorted, moving away from her before she could sink her filthy claws into his flesh.
Sebastian eventually disappeared into the faceless crowd of strangers, leaving the woman at the bar with her drink. She took another gulp of the fiery, amber liquid and whipped out a cell phone. Quickly dialing a number, she leaned against the counter patiently and waited for someone to pick up.
"What is it?" A scraggly voice snapped.
"Did you get the kid?" Carmen's smooth voice asked.
"Yeah. And we're kind of busy at the moment. We'll call you when we get back to the house." The call ended abruptly and Carmen sighed, shoving her phone into her dress, securing it between her breast and her bra strap. The bartender approached her and as she was reaching for the empty glass, Carmen pulled out a bill, handing it to her.
"One more, please." The woman behind the counter nodded, accepting the money, and began filling up her glass again. After walking away, Carmen stared into her glass, watching tiny bubbles float to the top and felt a sinking feeling in her stomach.
"Sorry Sebby. It's nothing personal."