What began as a stroll around the Manor library became an hour-long trek through foreboding halls blanched with the stench of malice and distrust. Sebastian's nose wrinkled at the tasteless interior of the mansion, corners of every room adorned with the flimsy yet intricate woven web of arachnids.

The lights grew noticeably dimmer as Sebastian walked, but nothing could slow his stride. His command was to inspect every inch of the Trancy Manor. As the Phantomhive butler, it was the very least he could do to please his master. After all, the master could sense something dangerous about Alois, and any information Sebastian could provide his master to give him the upper hand was vital.

"Simply disgusting." Sebastian remarked, waving a free strand of an adhesive web away from his eyes. "Trademark or not, the web of a spider in every room is a disgrace, not a decoration."

Sebastian's trek halted at a single door at the end of the hall. A strangely sweet aroma emanated from beneath the crack of the door, an alluring smell that enticed his senses. From the outside point of view it seemed like an ordinary door to an ordinary room, but something peaked the butler's interest, and he felt compelled to find out what it was.

He lifted a hand to the doorknob, grasping it tightly.

"Do you trespass every place you aren't wanted, or is this just another trait of a Phantomhive butler?" a low voice murmured close to Sebastian's ear.

"Funny…" Sebastian smiled pleasantly, turning to face the often unpleasant servant of the Earl Trancy. "I believe your exact words were for me to tour the grounds at my leisure."

"Yes. The grounds." Claude Faustus stepped away from Sebastian, adjusting his glasses in annoyance. "Not my master's personal quarters."

"Ah, I see." Sebastian replied, turning on a heel to pursue completion of his master's orders.

"I didn't permit you to leave yet." Claude retorted, eyes shining maliciously. "Surely even a butler as uncouth as you recognizes when being confronted."

Sebastian grinned smugly, turning to his angered rival. "Confronted?"

"I didn't realize there was a language barrier here, do you lack the understanding of confrontation?" Claude glared directly at Sebastian. "Roaming wherever you please as if you were a stray, you might just find trouble."

Sebastian laughed tauntingly. "Are you the trouble this stray has found?"

10 brassy knives dug into the wall behind the coy demon, nearly clipping him at several points. Sebastian had dodged every one effortlessly, much to the displeasure of the Trancy butler.

"Now, now, it's bad manners to engage an equal in combat unless they agree to a fair fight." Sebastian scolded his opposite mockingly, wagging his gloved finger at the irritable man.

"Equal?" Claude jeered coldly. "Don't flatter yourself, Michaelis."

"Regardless, I have no time for these little spats you call confrontations. My master awaits me." Sebastian turned away, walking towards the main hall of the Trancy manor.

Claude chuckled darkly, following close behind the Phantomhive butler.

"You don't need to be so hasty, my master is taking care of Ciel as we speak." the Trancy butler sneered.

Sebastian's skin crawled at the insinuation of Claude's tone, taking off at a quickened pace in search of his master.

Claude followed at his heels, laughing the entire way.

"You really should slow your paces, Sebastian, at least respect your master's privacy."

Sebastian approached an oak enamored door, where he could smell his master's scent, hear his heart beat, and..

Sebastian opened the doors abruptly.

Alois was preoccupied with straightening chairs and tables from all ends of the room, damaged furniture that looked as if it'd been tossed askew in a wild brawl. He took care to stack empty tea cups on a dessert tray, wiping up spills of some sort. Ciel was seated, his head lolling to the side of as if in a daze. He cradled a cup of tea in his pale hands, lifting it to his pursed lips to take a sip of the tepid drink.

"Oh, I'm glad you're both here. Ciel and I have discussed issues at length, and I think we've worked out our differences." Alois smiled brightly, walking up to hug his indifferent butler.

"Did everything go as expected, Master?" Claude inquired insincerely.

"Oh yes, Claude!" Alois cheered, grabbing onto his coattails and pulling them like a child. "Everything was perfect!"

Sebastian eyed his sleeping master, turning to Alois. "What happened here, exactly?"

"We'll get to that in a minute!" Alois diverted the butlers question, running to Sebastian, pulling at his gloved hands impatiently. "But first…Ciel…would you like to do the honors?"

The Earl Phantomhive lifted his head languidly, his cerulean eyes glossed with a tinge of unfamiliarity.

"Sebastian.."

Alois smiled pleasantly, eyeing his rival Earl.

"I need your opinion on this tea. The flavor is well rounded and strong, but certainly missing something. Taste it, if you don't mind."

"Yes, my lord." Sebastian grabbed the glass from his master hesitantly, lifting it to his pale mouth.

Sampling a small amount, he rested the cup on the unstable surface of the oak table.

"Certainly an interesting blend." Sebastian remarked, savoring the sickly sweet remnants.

"Isn't it?" Alois chirped, running to Ciel's side, resting a hand on his chest. "Ciel loves it, once he has a taste, he can't help but take it again and again."

"I see." Sebastian frowned, eyeing the blonde closely.

"Correct me if I'm wrong, but you seem the type to rather give than take." Alois smirked slyly, seating himself next to Ciel, extending a carefree hand to graze the boy's crotch, drawing a quieted moan from Ciel.

Sebastian was nose to nose with the blonde in milliseconds, a knife teasing the soft flesh of his throat, resisting the ever tempting urge to dismember the Earl Trancy.

"A little tense, aren't we?" Claude retaliated quickly, driving Sebastian back several feet from the lustful young masters, locking eyes with his rival demon, a dark aura surrounding his form. "Perhaps tempted to assault Master Trancy?"

"That's a little dark for you, Sebastian." Alois sneered, his fingers rubbing Ciel's member through the fabric of his pants. "But all the same, I invite you to try."

Sebastian lurched forward, his steps embarrassingly slow and disgracefully misplaced.

Claude strong-armed Sebastian against the wall quickly, driving a knife into the wall mere millimeters away from Sebastian's nose.

"I have to admit Sebastian, for a pristine boy like Ciel, he's quite the arrogant little prick." Alois commented lightly, giggling at the two demons overrun with bloodlust.

Sebastian slid from under Claude's weight, swinging his arm deftly, cutting a deep wound into the Trancy butler's cheek.

Pausing to touch the fresh gash upon his face, an ample amount of blood dripped onto the spider butler's blouse, staining his pearl white gloves. Claude snarled viciously, throwing a knife between Sebastian's eyes.

"…but he enjoys the occasional prick as well, isn't that right, Ciel-kun?" Alois crooned to his rival, his hand unbuttoning Ciel's slacks expertly, dipping under his underwear to stroke his hardening length.

Sebastian grit his teeth, blocking a jab dangerously close to his chest, making an attempt to attack the blonde but Claude closed his only opening, countering with a hefty blow to his jaw, knocking him back.

Ciel moaned as Alois's finger teased the tip of his member, rubbing his shaft until it began to swell.

"Nnhh.." Ciel murmured, his waist rising to Alois's movements.

"Is that some cryptic way of saying you want me to fuck you, Phantomhive?" Alois hissed, standing from his seat. He pulled the boy from his seat by his collar violently, positioning him on all fours upon the wooden table. Alois pulled Ciel's pants to his ankles, unfastening his own trousers. Gripping his own member, he stroked it slowly, pushing it against Ciel's entrance. "Beg for it."

Claude shoved Sebastian with impressive force, the two colliding against the once prestigious oak double doors with a resounding slam.

Pinning Sebastian's arms behind his back tightly, Claude leaned his full weight against the struggling butler.

"No filth can lay their hands on my master.." Sebastian struggled to speak fluently, his speech turned into clumsy slurs quite unbecoming of a butler.

Claude leaned close to Sebastian's quaking form, eyeing the weakened butler directly. "I want you to watch with helpless eyes as my master defiles yours."

"Never." Sebastian snarled, battling the steadily strengthening force of Claude's body pressed against his.

Meanwhile, both boys ignored the vicious battle between the two demons, quite intensely occupied with their own endeavors.

Ciel bit his lip, riding against Alois's hips in a deliberate motion, pressed against his heat tightly, begging for its constant presence.

Alois grew entranced by the Earl's movements, it seemed as if the younger Earl was teasing him, urging him to penetrate his virginal entrance. He cursed Ciel's deliberate grinding against his waist, he could already feel the building intensity of an erection pressing against the taut skin of the Earl Phantomhive. Alois found himself struggling to keep control, his hands gripping Ciel's slender waist tightly, reluctant to let Ciel stray from his rather alluring position.

"I want to hear your voice, Ciel." Alois breathed, positioning himself behind the Earl.

Alois eased himself inside Ciel, his hands grasping the boy's waist, shuddering from the intoxicating pleasure flooding through him. "You're hungry for my cock, yet your entrance is so tight...so your little butler hasn't taken you yet." The blonde boy murmured, offering a quick triumphant smirk in Sebastian's direction, who was far too occupied with Claude's presence to respond.

Ciel cried out feebly as Alois's member entered him, his weakened arms grasping the frail edges of the table as the searing hot pain shot through his body. He could feel his passage stretch to an unnatural width from Alois's movement, and bit down on his lip, drawing blood in a futile attempt not to cry out.

"I can't hear you." Alois growled, his voice darkening in nature, moving within Ciel's warm passage at a quick pace, unsympathetic to Ciel's whining, steadily rising in volume. "I said.." Alois thrusted in roughly, burying himself to the hilt, "I want to HEAR your voice when I FUCK you."

Ciel cried out loudly from the unbearable pain, losing his grip on the table, falling to the floor, broken ceramic teacup shards skewed throughout the floor.

Alois scoffed irritably at the Earl Phantomhive, disgraced at such an inconvenient accident. Ciel seemed absolutely unaware, he looked to Alois, sitting upon the tea stained floor among the debris. Alois motioned for Ciel to follow as he took a seat in a nearby lounge chair. Ciel stood up almost robotically, his eyes vacantly staring at the blonde, awaiting his next command.

Alois grabbed Ciel by the arms, pulling him close, positioning the Earl over his pulsing member.

Ciel hovered just enough to feel the heat emanating from Alois's cock, his entrance was already slick with Alois's pre cum and hungry to take in his length once more.

Alois forced himself inside, his breath hitching as Ciel tightened himself on the blonde's arousal. Alois held fast to the Earl's skin, taking in his unrefined, raw scent as his cock moved within him.

This is the real Ciel Phantomhive.

Underneath that harsh, business-like facade is a maturing boy begging to be fucked...

Alois smirked darkly at the thought, relentlessly thrusting within Ciel, his right hand diverting from the Earl's waist, settling around his member, which was pulsating needily and dark red to the tip.

Ciel turned to gaze at Alois lustily, his eyes lowered, his face flushed a tender pink as small gasps escaped his perfect lips.

Alois responded with a faster pace, feeling his cock throb intensely within Ciel's tight entrance, it was swollen to full length and he was nearing the end.

"What on earth are you doing, Faustus?" Sebastian hissed. "I once believed you to be one who honors a demons contract."

Claude leaned in slowly, pale lips grazing Sebastian's ear, warm breath against his skin. "And I once believed you to be a butler with no weaknesses, but as it stands.." Claude lowered a hand below Sebastian's vest, resting atop his groin, each finger finding it's place on the butler's slowly rising erection. "This seems to work adequately. " He spoke slowly, managing to bite and suck the pale yet perfect skin on Sebastian's neck between sentences, drawing an unintended moan from the Phantomhive butler.

Sebastian's focus struggled from his master to his opponent, unable to move. His own senses were dulling unusually quickly, his head feeling thick and heavy as Claude stroked his length through his pants, slowly losing his astute awareness. "C-c..." Sebastian mumbled, a strange lucidity creeping over him as his vision faded, his heart raced and his mind could only see Claude and his slow, deliberate ministrations.

"That's right, call for your master." Claude pressed himself against the vulnerable butler, his gloved fingers dipping underneath Sebastian's pants to stroke his eagerly pulsing cock, his thumb teasing the tip. "Helplessly aroused and moaning my name…I think I like this look on you, Michaelis."

********To be Continued!-Sorry for such a terrible time to pause, but I'm job searching to support the family lol I'll post more in a day or two, please review though if you don't mind... :D***********