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TENTACLE RAPE! (1/5)

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Hell was not exactly what Ciel imagined it to be. Then again, what was one supposed to expect of Hell? No one had been there and back to tell others of what it was like. No others aside from the demons that wandered the earth, perhaps. It was a little puzzling why Ciel had never asked his butler what it would be like. Underneath his facade of indifference, he was undoubtedly shaking inside at the thought of what was to come for him when he finally gave over his side of their bargain.

If Hell were really a red plush lounge room, then this was certainly not what Ciel had been expecting. Where was the fire? The torture? Even his memories of the moment he was taken there were growing fuzzy, lost in a curiously large gap in his memory. This place reminded him more of a place Lau would enjoy; dim lights of various colors, small tables and booths tucked snuggly into the corners of the room, velvet chairs... and...

He averted his eyes from what he assumed to be a stage and stripper pole, and looked back to the one who had brought him there. Sebastian sat comfortably at the bar, watching Ciel at one of the tables with his eyes lazily lidded. He leaned back onto the counter and traced his gloved pinky over his lower lip, just waiting for one of them to break the silence.

“Sebastian, is this...”

“A gentleman's club, yes,” he answered calmly, as if he knew the question before it was even uttered. Ciel wrinkled his nose and Sebastian laughed heartily, getting up from the stool.

Things were getting odd enough. With the way Sebastian was acting, so differently from what he was used to, he didn't want to imagine what the real Sebastian was like. His eyes found the floor very interesting as Sebastian sauntered over to stand before him, his hands on his hips.

“You're wondering what I'm really like, master?” he purred, clearly knowing just what was on Ciel's mind. If nothing else, Ciel was annoyed that Sebastian could tell what he was thinking now. It was true that he already bared all of his secrets to this man (demon?) but this went beyond that, eliminating his own free thought. He definitely couldn't tell what Sebastian was thinking, which seemed a little more than unfair.

He glanced up, glowering at the same time. “I wouldn't doubt you've been lying to me this whole time. You were what I wanted you to be, from your appearance to your name.”

Sebastian grinned, an annoyingly self-satisfied smile that spread across his face. He turned his back on his contractor momentarily and swaggered over to the stage. Ciel could still hear his footsteps from where he sat, sounding loud against the polished floor of the stage. Delicately, the demon's fingers graced over the pole in the center, occupying himself with that rather than Ciel's obvious question. But what better way to make someone understand than to show them something? He knew Ciel was a visual learner anyway.

Fingers gripping the pole tightly, one leg hooked around it, he spun himself around the pole. And by the time he finished the rotation, his transformation back to his old self was revealed. Ciel would have been more surprised if he... looked a little less like Sebastian. Instead, what he got was Sebastian very nearly dressed like a hooker, if he weren't mistaken. Black leather bustier, leather thong, garters, stiletto boots, outrageous makeup... He suddenly wondered why he'd never felt more for Grell if he always dressed like this.