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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Kuroshitsuji
  Relationship:
      Claude/Alois, Alois_Trancy/Claude_Faustus
  Character:
      Alois_Trancy, Claude_Faustus
  Additional Tags:
      Birthday_Sex, Smut
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-11-06 Words: 1244
****** Chase the Morning ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     It didn't take much for Alois to get riled up, even the smell of
     Claude on the bed was enough. And of course Claude can't resist his
     master forever.
Alois stole into his servant’s room, knowing the stoic man was off somewhere
attending his duties. Quietly he shut the door behind him and approached the
bed, throwing himself onto it.
This was one of the few ways he kept the urge to be with Claude at bay. If he
didn’t use things such as this for an outlet, he thought, he’d surely go crazy
and just order the demon butler to fuck him senseless.
With a small sigh of contentment he snuggled himself into the bed, running his
hands over the soft sheets and pressing his face into the pillow. They smelled
like Claude, a mix of dewdrops and musk.
Alois loved that smell.
He’d often lose all inhibition when his nose met it; he didn’t just want
Claude’s love after all.
And he was definitely feelings a loss of control at the moment, in the form of
heat pooling in his nether regions.
The blond earl shut his eyes in anticipation and ran his hands down his vest
and to his shorts, intent on shoving them off and pleasuring himself. He was
ready to pull the offending article off but was suddenly halted when two, much
larger, hands were placed over his own.
“Claude…” He bit his lip, not needing to check to know it was said man, “I
thought you were off polishing the silver.”
“And I believed you were attending to your paperwork, highness.” The butler
retorted, “It seems we were both…distracted.” Alois felt his butler’s hot
breath on his neck and his need grew all the more.
“Claude…” He wantonly whined, but the question was lost on his lips as the
demon firmly pressed his erection against his backside.
“I wish for nothing more than to deeply devour my master.” Claude cooed almost
lovingly into his ear, using his hands over his young master’s to remove the
shorts.
Alois swooned with want, his butler’s words ringing in his ears.
“Devour me, Claude.” Came the airy reply, followed by Alois pressing back
against him, “I want all of you.”
It was then that Alois felt his underwear removed as well, followed by the
sound of his butler’s zipper. He gladly accepted the three gloved fingers into
his mouth, his tongue quickly going to work.
Once the fingers were licked to Claude’s content Alois felt them withdraw and
his breath hitch when the first slid in. not from the sting, he was vaguely
used to that, but from the thought.
Claude’s finger was inside of him! Here Claude was, looking at him and only
him!
He began squirming when the first finger had relaxed him enough for another,
and by the time that all three fingers were being scissored inside of him he
was almost writhing in pleasure.
He’d barely registered being flipped onto his back until his vest and shirt
were being removed and the sensation of Claude’s tongue on one of his nipples
washed over him.
The young earl couldn’t help the noises leaving his lips or the half-timid
glance down at his butler as his devilish tongue crawled lower and lower.
Claude avoided what the blond most wanted, however, and instead licked his way
down to Alois’ inner thigh to nip and suck.
It was quickly becoming maddening, Alois decided, and hesitantly opened his
mouth to complain. But Claude once again stopped him, running his tongue over
the love bites he’d left and meeting the boy’s needy eyes, “you must learn to
be patient, your highness.” His words were both exciting and vexing, and Alois
couldn’t help but listen.
He watched, feeling almost helpless, as his butler continued the assault on his
thigh, moving lower with every nip. Suddenly a wet tongue probed his entrance,
causing a shiver to run through him. Soft moans scoon began leaving his mouth
as Claude began toying with his cock, paying special attention to the sensitive
head. Alois was writhing under his constant ministrations, the mixture of the
butler’s hand and tongue quickly becoming too much for him as he came.
“I want to do it too.” He chirped breathlessly and moved onto his stomach in
front of Claude, taking his erection into his hand and giving it to a cautious
lick. It was almost surreal to think that this was happening, but was Claude’s
scent wafted around him any thoughts of delusion disappeared, leaving him
aroused and needy.
He expertly ran his tongue along the underside of Claude’s shaft, following the
pulsing vein. His experience, while not willingly accumulated, was appreciated
nonetheless. As the demon butler ran a hand through his hair Alois knew what
was wanted of him and slowly took it into his mouth.
He took pleasure in scoping out the demon’s reactions; how his fingers
tightened in his hair, how his hips barely kept themselves still, and most of
all how Claude gutturally moaned his name. Alois did his best to hear it again
but was tugged off his butler’s weeping cock just before bringing him to
completion.
A second later he was pushed onto his back, head hitting the pillow and eyes
cast lustily on Claude. He parted and raised his pale legs, locking his arms
just under his knees to present himself to the demon looming over him. A
whimper left him when something cold and oily was dripped onto his entrance,
and he ran his eyes over the demon’s body in time to see him spreading the oily
substance on his cock.
Once it was slicked up with lube Claude pressed into his readied hole, slowly
filling Alois until he was fully sheathed. He only allowed the blond a few
seconds to prepare, however, before beginning to rock his hips back and forth.
The mewls that the young earl let out were utterly sinful, and they drove the
spider demon mad with lust.
But he was aware that this wasn’t what his master wanted. He wanted to be
treated rough, like a needy human being instead of the doll he’d been forced to
be for the former Trancy earl.
And with that thought in mind Claude snapped his hips forward, beginning a
brutal dance with the boy’s insides. Alois let out a string of pleasured sounds
in response, his body beginning to quiver with excitement.
His toes curled with a particularly rough thrust and he let out a delighted
squeal, encouraging the demon that then began to tease and tug his nipples with
his spider-esque fingers.
Through the haze of pleasure Alois’ eyes locked onto Claude’s lips, and his
arms shot out to pull the demon closer. He clumsily crushed their lips
together, feverishly kissing him. After the initial surprise Claude
reciprocated the action, molding their mouths and leading Alois into higher
euphoria.
The blond was ever so close so he tried to warn him, he didn’t want this
closeness to end so quickly, but it was for naught. The demon above him
continued to thrust at a blissfully brutal pace even after Alois’ body had been
wracked with the blinding pleasure of orgasm.
A few thrusts later the spider demon released inside of him with a husky grunt,
staying buried in the boy’s warmth as he enjoyed the wave of pleasure.
Alois shifted his position, sitting up, “What’s with you, doing that so out of
the blue?” He questioned, a bit suspicious.
“Happy birthday.” Was all that he said, pulling the boy into his lap and
planting a firm kiss onto his forehead.
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