That Butler, Till Death Do Us Part

"I'm coming in, Bocchan." Sebastian stated as he pushed the door to Ciel's large bedroom open and stepped in. Looking at where his young master would be lying on the bed waiting for him to get him ready as the day usually went, they he would go back to ensure that tea would be ready before Ciel went and did his work. Then he would work with chores around the house, cleaning up after the servants, tending to clients and setting up arrangements. Though, he had to admit to himself things might be a lot more interesting now, with his master now pit souly and completely on Alois Trancy. His gloved finger idly traced along the purple petals of the rose in his lapel. He was already planning on how he was going to break the contract at the time where it would be perfect and he could ensure that he got to keep Ciel's soul even after he got his new revenge. He looked to his master, "Good morning, Master." he said with his cunning smile, his eyes partially lidded in that trademarked smirk of his, resting one hand over his chest and bowing slightly.

Alois woke up in his plush bed the large white shirt he had on practically falling off of his thin shoulders. He stretched and yawned a small smile on his face, "Claude, dress me-..." he stated, his words cutting off as he realized Claude wasn't in the room. He frowned, his brows furrowing wondering what was keeping his butler, it was very strange for him to be delayed. He wouldn't let him get by without punishment if he didn't have a good reason or if he didn't make it up to him. He stood up wearing simply a long white shirt that fell to his thighs he stepped to the door and opened it slightly, "Claude, where are you?" he asked the minute sense of dread starting to consume him as he was sure he was alone.

*Get this tomorrow morning or something with note that Ciel is waking up and junk. And Claude is probably jerking off**

"Sebastian," Ciel groaned lightly as he was roused gradually from sleep. What they did every morning it seemed, except now, Ciel had his purpose to wake up to. He had a goal now. Waking up to a day that would include the plotting of Alois Trancy's death. Ciel sat up, eyes open and gazing at his butler, his demon servant. He would be prepared for the day as he usually was, there he would go about his regularly scheduled plans, and fitting in between, he would plot his revenge against the male who had brought his pride down low, and killed his parents. He would pay for his crimes with his spilled blood, as every enemy did.

Claude knew he was late, but he couldn't help but think this morning of how blissful Ciel Phantomhive's blood had tasted. Something so much more passionate than his own master's, something more desirable. Sebastian Michaelis could not be blamed for seeking out a second revenge for his young master. Claude grunted once more as he came, removing the soiled glove and tossing it to the floor. The other demon servants would pick it up. He tucked himself back in, then brushed his hair back. He was late for his master, and that boy would no doubt throw a conniption. His glasses were replaced on his face as he walked towards his master's bedroom. His master was already up and about, it seemed. Claude bowed low when he stood in front of his blonde contractor. "Your Highness," he addressed him.

Sebastian smiled slightly as he picked up his master's clothes for the day. "There is nothing scheduled for today, Bocchan, you a free to do whatever you would like to today." He said barely containing the smile that drew up onto his face. He moved to remove the clothes his master had slept in, he was going to relish in the fact this Ciel was still his, he wasn't going to let that bastard Faustas have his Master but it was better to be safe then sorry, things were nearly as clear having to deal with five other demons as well as a psychotic little brat, not that he seemed to be very important to any of this anyway. Maybe this whole thing was making him go stir crazy but he did have an urge to ' mark' Ciel as his own, but he couldn't that was to much something Claude would do.

Alois who had been beginning to get very worried nearly cried out as he finally saw Claude, throwing his arms around his butler's waist, holding tightly onto the fabric of his jacket, practically rubbing his face against Claude's stomach. "Why weren't you there? You're not supposed to leave my side!" he exclaimed gritting his teeth and trying to hold back the full extent of his emotions. "Don't leave me, I need you..." he muttered through grit teeth closing his bright blue eyes ruffling his own blond hair on Claude's chest.

Ciel looked at his loyal butler carefully. Sebastian was one to debate trust with. On one hand he had to obey him due to the contract they drew up, on the other hand, Sebastian was a trickster and could definitely think of how to do things on his own. How many days did he get that were really nothing to do? He'd trust his servant on this, but only just. "Very well, Sebastian. Prepare me for the day." A simple day if he was right, but all the same, Ciel Phantomhive had planning of his own to do.

Claude looked with disdain at his contractor, once again scoffing mentally at the fool who relied so heavily on him. A few days ago, this fool was his anticipated meal, but now with Ciel's blood on his mind, he was just a backup snack. "Your Highness," he began with his usually monotone voice. "We shall get you ready for the day." He clapped his hands twice, signaling for their one eyed demon maid. She appeared almost cautiously, looking at them with a single scornful eye. "Prepare his Highness for the day." He had tea to make.

Sebastian smiled again, the almost sarcastic smile he was known for. He started unbuttoning the shirt Ciel was wearing taking no time to stare as he set to work getting his master, not as he removed his shirt, not as he removed his underwear. This was nothing he hadn't done before, it was a part of his job. His pulled on a new set of underwear before pulling on his master's new shirt, a simple white dress shirt to start, dragging a gloved finger over the brand on Ciel's mid back not lingering but loving to remind his master it was there knowing the trauma behind it, as he ensured the shirt was straight. As he finished buttoning the shirt he pulled a vest of a dark blue over his master's shoulder buttoning it up before finishing his upper body with one of his master's deep blue jackets doing up all but the bottom most button. He pulled on his masters knee length pants of a dull grey colour before pulling up socks a grey a shade or so lighter and finishing with the black buckled shoes polished to a shine. He stood taking the eye patch of the bedside table, tying it around the eye marks by the contract the two of them had. He took a step back as he finished. He bowed slightly, "I will go get you some tea, I will meet you in your office." he said, moving to leave the room.

Alois let go of Claude as he spoke the honorific, looking up at him with large blue eyes barely covered by bright blond hair. He couldn't help but get slightly excited loving how Claude spoiled him, something so different as to how he was raised. But he clapped signalling Hannah, he also noticed that Claude only had one glove on but was a bit to shocked that Claude wasn't going to get him ready himself. He glared sharply at the maid before turning to Claude, "But Claude...this is your job." he turned to Hannah, "Go get my tea!" he yelled turning to Claude again, "You get me ready, Claude." he ordered.

The same task they had been doing since meeting, dressing and preparing tea and breakfast. Sebastian ran the household better than anyone could, much better than the copy-cat butler of Alois'. Ciel honestly couldn't do most of these tasks well by himself. Growing up as he did, he had people to do that for him. Besides, he was the head of the Phantomhive family, he didn't need to do that himself. When they were done, the same next task followed through, Sebastian to make him his meals. "Fine," he replied, waiting for his butler to leave. No head-starts needed for him, Sebastian was quick about everything.

Claude stared at his master with cold eyes behind spectacles. A brat, as humans would call him, and indeed Alois Trancy did fit this category. Ciel was the complete opposite in every way to Alois, personality wise, and quality wise. Claude turned to the silver haired maid, nodding once for her to follow the young human's orders. She obviously strongly disliked being int he room with him. "Come now, Your Highness, let us get you dressed, then." He put the gloved hand on the boy's shoulder, turning him gently to guide him back in to the room.

Sebastian stepped out of the room at a leisurely pace walking down towards the kitchen to prepare a meal for his master. Bard was not in the kitchen, and he hadn't heard or seen Finnie or Mey-Rin on his way either, not that he was complaining, even he enjoyed the quiet every once and a while. He was sure all three of them were outside taking care of the 'dog' anyway. He set to work on making the tea and a small breakfast for his master. Not long after he had a tray balanced unmoving on one hand and was walking down towards his master's office. He opened the door setting the tray down on the desk letting the sweet smell from the plate fill the air. The almost rose like aroma from the tea seeming to really suite the red of the strawberries on the crepes he had made. With a generous amount of syrup and a topping of freshly whipped cream. Sebastian bowed as he offered his master the tray. "Is there anything you are planning on doing today, Young Master?" he asked, partially out of curiosity.

Alois smiled almost triumphantly as Hannah left and Claude led him back into his room. "Claude, where's your other glove? " Alois asked glancing at Claude's other hand. The young boy practically danced, twirling over and sitting down on his bed as he waited for both a reply and for his butler to dress him, knowing he was just going to make it difficult on the bespectacled demon.

He only had to wait a few moments as he glanced through the things on his desk to hear Sebastian arrive. He took the tray, setting it down away from important things, even though Sebastian could fix whatever was ruined. Ciel was a careful person though, he didn't spill, and didn't leave crumbs. He made sure signs of him being there disappeared when he wanted them gone. Sebastian always made the fanciest things, and always had the background on them. Being around as long as he had, perhaps he had seen them created, maybe even helped with it if he was around, or summoned at the time. "Today..." he began slowly, "Today, I'll be staying in my office. Keep distractions minimum."

So the brat actually used his eyes other than glaring at people he didn't like. "Thrown away, I will retrieve another later." Thrown away because it was sullied by liquids of his own, but his young master didn't need to know that, because it was irrelevant to a clingy pest like him. He pulled out clothes for the blonde male to wear, his master could make a mess of anything, and did do exactly that. "If you will, Your Highness," he asked, needing to rid the night cloth first.

Sebastian smiled as he bowed, deeper then he had so far this day, "Yes my Lord." he said as he turned to walk out again. He paused at the door, "You're not thinking about Alois Trancy are you, Bocchan?" Sebastian asked, his gloved hand on the door knob but his head turned slightly to face his master a thin black eyebrow risen high on his forehead his scarlet eyes slightly amused, slightly expecting the reaction he knew he was going to get from this one small question.

Alois was going to ask for more details but didn't bother it didn't really matter. Claude told him to get rid of his night shirt but Alois just frowned, lifting the hem of it to his waist before dropping it, "No, you undress me. I need to know that you'll do whatever I ask you." He said leaning back, most of his naked body already revealed by the skimpy shirt he wore which was again falling off of his shoulder blade.

Turning his head upwards to face his leaving butler, he narrowed his single visible eye. "Alois Trancy," he mumbled, nearly spitting the name from his tongue. His target for revenge, and he would get it. Sebastian would take care of the other butler, and Ciel would be the only one to lay hands on Alois to kill him. This was his revenge to take, and he would humiliate Alois as he believed the boy had humiliated him. "Don't make me repeat myself, Sebastian." He wanted the idiot servants of his quiet while he plotted. For the most part, the idea was to kill.

Pushing his hair back from his forehead, Claude removed the shirt from Alois' body. The body of a child, thin, almost frail, but more so delicate. He wasn't fragile, at least, his personality never said so. He had everything set out next to him, out of Alois' reach so he couldn't make extra work for him at the moment. He removed the boy's undergarments before replacing them with new ones, then placing a long sleeved white dress shirt with a frilled collar on, taking the time to button each one carefully, even if he expected the young master to undo them.

Sebastian smiled and laughed briefly at the words, "Of course, Bocchan." he said as he opened the door and left closing it behind him as he went. He passed a window and paused looking out noticing the three servants struggling with the large albino wolf. He sighed, but they were on the other side of the court yard he was sure he did not have to worry about them bothering their master any time soon, though they seemed to be doing quite the number on the surrounding trees. Sebastian sighed as he headed outside. As he neared the four Pluto perked up and howled trying to pull out of Finnie's grip on his leash to get at Sebastian. Sebastian looked at the creature with mild disgust. Bard looked drop dead tired sprawled out on the grass as they finally stopped running. "Would you three mind keeping that animal away from the manor, the master is very busy today." he stated.

Alois smiled as he was stripped. Claude went to button up the new shirt but instead of unbuttoning the shirt like he usually would he started running his fingers through Claude's wavy hair, taking off the other man's glasses and resting them on top of his own head, nesting it in his golden locks. he idly traced Claude's features, tracing a finger down from Claude's brow over his golden eye applying on the slightest amount of pressure on the orb, he smiled as his fingers passed down and traced the contours of Claude's lips, "Does it bother you?" he asked.

The red head maid looked to the head servant of the house, the one who called them idiots and took care of the messes they cleaned up. She flushed furiously, fighting between the urge to near him and to stay away from him to observe him from afar. She liked scary things, but the idea of being so close to Sebastian was frightening and tempting. "Oh, yes! We can keep him quiet, yes!" They couldn't even keep themselves quiet, if she wanted to be honest. She watched Finnian struggle with Pluto, once more impressed by his superb strength. She wished they could complete Sebastian's orders right for once.

The fingers going through his hair and tracing his face did bother him. Food didn't play with the diner, the diner played with its food. He made no move to stop the fingers from traveling though, Alois might through a hissy fit. That wouldn't take long to set off later anyway. "It does not, Your Highness," he replied, knowing just not to let anything bother him, or sometimes just not to say anything. Once finished with the shirt, he tied a thin bow around Alois' neck, taking note that he could be suffocated with this one day, just an idea.

Sebastian sighed as Mey-Rin spoke trying to assure him that they would be able to keep quiet, yeah right. He shook his head as he looked around noticing that everything seemed pretty burnt around here, "And try to keep the damage to the property to a minimum please." he said eyes flicking between each of the three other servants. Bard sat up and looked at Sebastian, "What do you think we've been trying to do? Why don't you take him, he likes you." The scruffy blond said pulling a cigarette out of his pocket and lighting it. Sebastian frowned and looked at Pluto again, "I have other things to attend to. You three just keep this thing out here...and don't bother coming inside until the master is in a better mood. And please, no funny business."

Alois laughed but the happy look on his face was quickly replaced by a frown at the lack of a good response. Alois looked down at his feet, moving them around a little. He smiled again as he rested his foot on Claude's groin apply pressure and rubbing, "How about this?" he asked again looking from Claude's groin to face his blue eyes bright. He was going to find a way to make Claude show his disapproval, he couldn't help but be a bit of a masochist, it was pretty much how he had been raised.

Finnian yanked Pluto back as he was met with resistance. He was glad there was at least two things in the world stronger than him; Sebastian and Pluto. He didn't accidentally kill them when he ran into them or something, just like his poor bird friends. "Sorrryyyyy," he whined, looking apologetically at the garden he took care of but wound up destroying anyways. "Pluto likes breathing fire though." The dog destroyed everything whether he was running into it or him breathing the fire they had discovered accidentally. They were regretting it just a bit, but it's better to have learned it than never.

Brow furrowing slightly, eyes narrowing just a hint, Claude sighed through his nose inaudibly and moved himself further away, just to get the pressure off of the area he had been touching earlier. He was still a tad sensitive to touch, mind lingering on Ciel hadn't helped. He pulled a black button vest on Alois to top the white dress shirt, the v-neck allowing plenty of space for the bow to spread out. He was reaching for the socks and pants when Hannah knocked at the door, quietly stating that the tea was ready. She was more useful as a sheath for the sword than Alois' play thing. He could let her wait and risk his master's possible, or more likely make believe impatience for tea rise, or he could let her in, even more than likely upsetting Alois. He chose to slip the socks on and the pants, buttoning them and leaving the shoes off while he allowed Hannah permission to enter.

Sebastian sighed, "It's alright, just please, listen to me this time." He said turning and walking away attempting to ignore the loud howling sound of the large albino wolf who had taken to sitting knowing he wasn't getting any further then he was, figuring just getting Sebastian's attention would be the best thing to try right now. Sebastian though ignored the animal as he headed back inside hoping for no more distractions.

Alois frowned as Claude made absolutely no reaction whatsoever aside from moving back away from the pressure. he glared at the door as Hannah knocked on it but Claude just finished up dressing Alois quickly before opening it. Alois glared from Hannah to Claude. The little blond got up taking a couple steps towards Claude before dropping to his knees resting his hands on the taller man's belt. He glared at Hannah, "You're in the way, get out." he ordered sharply. He wasn't going to stop this until he got Claude to say the three words he wanted to hear whenever the demon was around, it was all he wanted to hear from anyone, but especially from Claude. He wondered if he had gotten any sort of reaction out of him before.

Grell made his way up to the window of Ciel's office sitting on the window sill behind Ciel's back laughing lightly as he smiled. He pushed the window open, "Hello, 'Bocchan'." He stated leaning on one hand and crossing one leg over the other. "Is Sebas-chan around, hmm?" he asked. He had this sort of way around his words where no matter what he said he sounded very feminine without actually having a feminine voice. He had no idea if he was intruding on anything important or not and he didn't really care he really just liked messing with the kid, though it seemed like after the last time they had met recently he didn't seem to remember anyone around him. But at least he knew who he was now.

"Oh, yes, Sebastian, yes!" Mey-Rin saluted, thick glasses covering large brown eyes. She couldn't see out of these, but even with them on, she could see the bold, commander in Sebastian, and she loved it. She'd obey him as well as she could, for various reasons being in place, and even if she couldn't follow them as well as he liked, she believed it was the thought that counted. If only that were true, then maybe Sebastian wouldn't get mad at them so much.

"Set the tea down," the butler told Hannah, who was avoiding eye contact with the both of them for good reasons. She did so quickly, bowing quickly at the waist, eyes on the floor the entire time, and left the room hurriedly. Claude, maybe just a little annoyed with Alois' current behavior, wondered how to remove his master without offending him. "Your Highness, I shall retrieve your tea." He made to move, wanting the child to some clinging to him as if he were the only life line in the sea.

Ciel turned around, growling at how often his peace was ruined. The red headed, hyper active flirt who called himself female, and was apparently a grim reaper, as his butler titled him, was here, and Ciel couldn't completely understand a good reason why. He was asking for the dark demon servant if he was around, Sebastian would ignore him which would leave the red head to make a mess of his house. Maybe he could get Sebastian to kick him out. He glared at the other male with long red hair and glasses. "Look for him yourself. You shouldn't be up here." That was all that needed to be said.

Alois held on tighter as Claude tried to push him off. He rested his head by Claude's groin, pressing his face in, "Why are you trying to avoid me, Claude?" he stated his voice sounding as though he was on the verge of crying, which he just might be. "Claude, what can I do to make you loyal." he said looking up into Claude's face. He still had his grip on Claude's belt and ran his fingers along the hem of his pants, very tempted to please Claude the same way he had been forced to please his 'father', maybe then Claude would acknowledge him and care more for him, if he knew he could get such things from him.

Grell frowned, pointed teeth still showing beneath painted lips. He pushed his glasses up his nose as he stepped into the room his high heels making very little noise as they touched the carpet of Ciel's office. He looked around as he stepped inside. "Isn't he always next to you though..." he said more under his breath looking around the room as though half expecting Sebastian to jump out and beat the crap out of him. He turned to Ciel, "Ah, come on aren't we friends? Anyway I'll leave as soon as Sebas-chan comes." He said continuing to walk around examining all the books and decorations. Grell perked up though as he heard footsteps coming down the hall and he hid himself behind the door to try and get the jump on Sebastian.

Sebastian made his way upstairs having a feeling that something was off, practically able to feel the irritated aura that Ciel was giving off. He walked up to his master's office opening the door and stepping in. Putting a hand up just in time for it to connect with Grell's face. He glared down at the red head who took a step back to see if anything was broken. Sebastian turned to Ciel, "Would you like me to get rid of the pest?" he asked. Grell looked at him when he said it but said nothing right away. Grell fixed his glasses which were askew before letting his gaze rest back on Sebastian. He was not just going to give up and Sebastian knew that very well.

"Your Highness, please, I'm not avoiding you. I'm dressing you and serving you tea, as we always do" the male servant told him firmly but not unkindly. "I am loyal to you through contract, as you will become one of my best feasts." He used to think that, but Ciel... well, there were better fish in the sea, as the humans expressed. The way Alois was being clingy in certain areas, he could see that the boy wanted more than just a master-owner kind of thing.

Ciel had been about to point out the bell that could be rung if the effeminate man wanted to call Sebastian that badly, but Sebastian, being the effective butler demon he was, already seemed to check up on him. If there really hadn't been anyone up here, Ciel might be a bit irked, but because there was an annoying intruder in his home, let alone his office, he was satisfied. The reaper man must have had another sense that wasn't completely blocked by one sided love since he knew it could be the demon returning. His servant was very good at dealing with this one special intruder. He wasn't after money, or the family goods, he just wanted Sebastian. Ciel waved a dismissive hand at the two, why would he not want Sebastian to get rid of him? That was like asking if he liked a loud, obnoxious brat hovering by him asking where the dangerous butler was.

Sebastian smiled at the obvious reaction his master gave him. He grabbed Grell's arm and tugged him out into the hallway, he had to deal with him before he threw him out. He closed the door before looking back at Grell. He frowned, "You've always wanted to sleep with me right?" he asked. Grell seemed to choke on nothing at the words. he looked at Sebastian lids lowered slightly frowning. "Yes." the red head stated. Sebastian sighed, "Fine." he stated curtly. "I know, I know I'll leave, I just don't want to deal with W-...wait...fine?" Grell cocked a red eyebrow as he looked at Sebastian. Sebastian pushed his hair back leaning his weight on one side as he spoke, "It's not like I can get enough with a normal human." he stated his face expressionless. Grell's face on the other hand turned bright red and his mouth fell open slightly not believing what he was hearing coming from this demon's mouth. "Stop teasing me, Sebas-chan!" he exclaimed backing up leaning against the wall across from Ciel's office. Sebastian frowned as he looked over his shoulder and Ciel's office door but did nothing except turn back to Grell, "We could have chosen a better location though." he said before putting one hand on either side of Grell's head. "Well feel free to do whatever your heart has wanted to do." he said with still an expressionless face. Grell was blushing brighter then his hair and clothes as he started undressing Sebastian with shaky hands. Sebastian moved one hand running it over Grell's neck before pulling open his neck tie and dropping it to the floor, going to work on the rest of his clothes as well. Grell broke away from taking of Sebastian's clothing unable to contain himself anymore as the entire front of his shirt was left open. He dropped down to his knees undoing Sebastian's pants and setting his mouth to work on Sebastian's limp member. He couldn't help but be a bit worried, though he was sure Sebastian could take it if he got scraped by his teeth a couple times. Grell was the one that was moaning as he went over Sebastian and none to subtly either as the man's length grew in his mouth.

Alois was silent and unmoving for a few moments as Claude spoke. He ground his forehead into Claude's upper thigh, that wasn't what he wanted to hear. He could tell his eyes were glassy as tears threatened to fall and he moved to start undoing Claude pants, "I want to be more...I don't want everything to be about food, or the contract, Claude." he said his hands were shaking as he tried to undo the pants, his vision though was blurry and his hands were shaking and he wasn't getting much done. He was pretty sure he had at least gotten the button open though and he tried to get the zipper down as well, he was chewing at his bottom lip and trying to keep his tears to himself but he was definitely having trouble with it.

Ciel pulled through papers and documents lying around, flipping through them and eyes skimming over others. He wasn't really reading them though, or at least not processing what they really said. The back of his mind was consumed in thoughts of Alois Trancy, how close they had been before he knew he was his target. He could have at least reached over and strangled him or something. Ciel thought of his parents and the day the house had been set on fire. Alois was the cause of it, Sebastian told him so. The butler even brought him proof of it. There was no way that blonde was going to escape his mind now. Ciel could hear movement on the other side of his door, and he had no idea why Sebastian might be delaying kicking the shark toothed reaper out of here. He was nearly sure it was them, the sounds coming from outside were none of his servant's noises. He had a good idea what it was, but was extremely skeptical as he had no rationing behind it. He wasn't going to be the one to check it out though.

There was no way out of this, he could see, unless something distracted Alois, and even then, he might return to the matter. He wouldn't and couldn't actually feel more for Alois than just as a next meal, but he could play the part if it shut the young male up. "Is that what you want, Your Highness?" he asked, wondering how he'd get it up for him. Probably what he was doing before; thinking of Phantomhive's high quality soul. "Do you really want this?" Alois was simple yet complex to read sometimes. He would say he wanted or didn't want something, and then actually feel the opposite and throw a tantrum of sorts.

Alois's lip was quivering and he let his head rest against Claude's leg, his whole body slumped, his hands not leaving the front of Claude's pants, "Yes..." he said quietly his voice relatively high with the one word. He sat heavily on the ground letting tears spill from his eyes. Gritting his teeth and trying not to make his whole body heave. "Yes, Claude." he said his voice barely a whisper as he continued to rub his head against Claude's leg, having for the most part given up on taking off his butler's pants, no matter how much he wanted Claude to know how much he meant to him, it looked like it would never happen. That's why he wanted to do such 'things' with the butler, knowing it might help their relationship.

Grell had undone his pants and was jerking at his own erection as Sebastian's length grew to it's full size, scarlet eyes never left the red head who was blushing like crazy and concentrating so hard as to not bite down or even graze Sebastian to much with his almost shark like teeth. Sebastian grabbed his hair and Grell let his mouth release it's hold on Sebastian's cock. He looked up at Sebastian who looked slightly glazed over and his chest seemed to be huffing slightly, much to Grell's delight.Sebastian hefted Grell up to his feet and turned him around and Grell was already bracing himself against the wall and spreading his legs. Sebastian tugged down his pants and without preparation and without any mercy he thrust into Grell which immediately sent pleasure and not pain through Grell's entire body for reason's he did not know. Grell yelled out loudly not knowing that anyone would be able to hear him, he pumped at his own erection to try and match Sebastian's rough pace.

Eyes holding to the blonde boy, Claude looked down at Alois. He hoped his master wouldn't regret this later, and chances were he'd ask for more another time. Maybe he could make it seem not as grand as maybe the kid thought it was without hurting him. "Yes, Your Highness," he said, inclining his head to the young male. He reached down, a hand on Alois' shoulder. "Would you like to get up and do this on a more suitable area? Perhaps the bed?" Claude did not get enough mutual sex in his time on the human surface, he may as well enjoy this for what it was and not who it was with.

Ciel dropped all of his papers when he heard the cry from the activity he suspected to be going on, and now was no longer skeptical. In fact, he was curious as to why his butler would be doing this with a strange man Ciel didn't know, and why he'd be doing it at all. He almost wanted to stick his head out the door and tell Sebastian that this was a disturbance and shouldn't be carried out in front of his office door. He wouldn't do that, but the thought to make them leave was not that bad. They couldn't take too long, he thought, they'd been at this for a bit now. Not much longer, Ciel told himself. He'd reprimand Sebastian later.

Alois lifted his head from Claude's leg and looked from the hand now resting on his shoulder to the gold eyes demon, tears had stopped falling but were still threatening to leave his eyes. He didn't know what really to say, he had never had sex before if that was what Claude was implying, he'd given old men blow jobs and had been teased before but he had never had sex before. But he thought he could do it if it was with Claude, especially if it made Claude love him. "Th-the bed works..." he said quietly looking at the floor he went to stand up but as soon as he put weight on his legs he figured out how much his legs were shaking and they wouldn't support his weight and he fell back into Claude's chest where he grabbed at the fabric on his jacket and felt his whole body start to shake.

From the relentlessness of Sebastian's thrusts Grell's glasses ended up dangling around his neck and his hair seemed to be everywhere. A thin line of drool was running from mouth to chin and he could barely pump himself fast enough, although he had already cum once in this relatively short round. He decided he'd have to do it with demon's more often, it was fucking amazing. Grell couldn't contain his moans of pleasure with rang out through the halls, though Sebastian made no sounds to make it even seem like he was enjoying it.

After another few minutes or so Grell was about to cum again this time, because of Sebastian's almost ragged breaths he could tell that the other man was close to so he tried to keep himself composed, wanting to cum with Sebastian. Which is what he did, both men released themselves Sebastian letting out a small almost inaudible groan which probably wouldn't be heard much if at all over the cry Grell let out. Sebastian pulled out and fixed himself up quickly opening the door to Ciel's office with a very forced, "Sorry about the noise, I will get rid of the pest now." He turned back to Grell who had sunk down onto the floor not even bothering to cover himself. Sebastian sighed as he kneeled down and started doing the shinigami's clothes back up before lifting him to his feet though the red head seemed almost delirious. As soon as he was on his feet though he seemed to get a hold on himself. "AH! Wait." he opened the door to Ciel's office, "Can I have a word with you?"

Claude held onto Alois' shaking form, wondering if this was what he really wanted, or another plan to get attention from him, either way, what Alois was asking from Claude, truly asking out of this, was not possible, in Claude's mind. You didn't fall in love with your next meal, it just wasn't done. If the meal fell in love with you, well, that was just all the more painful for the meal, then, wasn't it? "Your Highness? Perhaps another time, you appear ill." He would rather Alois command him to do this, not imply what he wanted, and not just ask. He wanted a demand, something he could fulfill as a butler. He moved Alois to the bed, laying him out. His meal was attractive compared to other contractors, but that was just physical exterior.

Ciel covered his ears the more noise they made, making a face at the thought of Sebastian as probably the top, being inside the shinigami. He just couldn't picture his butler anything but serious or mocking. He might just ask if his butler was having an affair of sorts with this freak. His butler never gave off emotions of real love except for cats. He looked up to feeling the door open, he took his hands off his ears and regained composure as Sebastian, looking the same as always, if not satisfied, apologized for the sounds he had been forced to hear, Hopefully there would be no more of that, ever. He was even afraid to look across the hallway now knowing where they had been and what they had been doing. Not a moment later said freak burst in, amazingly asking for a word. "I thought Sebastian was getting rid of you," he told the pest, not sure he wanted a word with this strange man.