Just Be Friends
Title: Just Be Friends
Main Pairing: Alois/Claude
Other Pairing: Ciel/Claude
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Adult Content, Under-age Erotica, OOC
Genre: AU, Hurt/Comfort, Romance
Chapter: 5
Completed: No
Summary: Things in Alois Trancy's were always changing as he grew up. The only one constant, the very rock of Alois' life, is Claude Faustus.
Alois is thirteen years old when he and Luka have a talk
Alois is lying wide-awake in bed when he hears a soft tapping at his window. After hours of restlessness, Alois was contemplating touching himself like he had a few nights previous just to help him get to sleep. Then a soft tap reverberated off of Alois’ window right when sleep began to take over. At first Alois had thought he imagined it until a few seconds later when the window was tapped against once more.
“What in the world?” Alois mutters swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. The wood floor is cold against Alois’ feet and he curses whatever is bothering him at this hour.
“Alois!” A muffled voice shouts from the outside. Alois freezes and rushes over to the window, throws it open, and looks down to see Luka standing in the yard waving his arms above his head.
“Luka?” Alois hisses looking worriedly to their parent’s bedroom window, “What are you doing outside?”
“I went to a party. Are Mom and Dad awake?” Luka says in a forced whisper.
“They went to bed like two hours ago. You went to a party and you’re just getting back now?” Alois frowns trying to do the math out in his head of just how long Luka was at the party.
“Yeah it’s no big deal.” Luka shrugs. He looks around the yard and sets off for the tree that stands directly next to the house. The highest branches just stop short of Alois’ window by a few feet and Alois cries out when realizing Luka’s plan.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Alois demands as Luka shimmies higher up the tree’s trunk. His sneakers slip uselessly against the bark a few times and Alois nearly has a heart attack.
“Luka!” Alois hisses leaning further out of his window, “You’re going to break your neck! Stop I’ll just go open the front door.”
“And risk Mom and Dad hearing me? The lock sticks remember? You’d have to hit it a few times in order to get it to open.” Luka shakes his head climbing higher.
“Oh my god you’re going fall and get caught.” Alois groans pressing a hand to his forehead.
“Shut up.” Luka is panting a little bit as the climb becomes a little more difficult, “If you don’t stop talking then I really will fall and break my neck.”
“Alright.” Alois shuts up immediately as Luka finally reaches the top branch.
“You’re going to want to move.” Luka advises and Alois scurries out of the way just in time. Luka swings backwards on the branch before launching himself at Alois’ window. The brunette’s fingers grab the ledge tightly as he hauls himself inside and Alois closes his eyes praying that their parents hear the soft thud Luka’s sneakers make on the wood floor.
“So hey.” Luka smiles sheepishly. He pulls off his sneakers and sets them lightly down on the floor.
“Hey.” Alois mutters as the moment of excitement is over. Alois crawls back into bed and turns so that his back is facing Luka. Luka pauses before clearing his throat trying to ease the tension in the room.
“What’s up with you?” Luka sits himself down on the floor and Alois sighs realizing that Luka will not be leaving any time soon.
“Nothing. I’m just tired.” Alois mumbles burying deeper into the sheets.
“Mom and Dad said that you’ve been acting like a brat for the past week.” Luka shook his head reclining backwards to rest on his arms, “Tell me what’s going on.”
“Oh fuck off.” Alois spits sending his brother a venomous glare and Luka blinks in surprise. Such harsh words for such an innocent looking youth.
“No seriously what’s wrong with you?” Luka demands kicking Alois’ bed with his foot. The entire bed’s frame shakes and Alois groans throwing off the sheets to face his brother.
“You want to know what my problem is?” Alois hisses eyes narrowed, “My problem is that you’re never around anymore when I need you to be. You’re always off with your friends all the time, leaving me home alone with Mom and Dad, and they’re driving me nuts! It’s like because they don’t have perfect Luka to obsess over, they’re starting to pick at me! They’ve been taking me to this quack because they think I’m depressed or something and no one will just leave me alone! I can’t stand it!”
“Alois-”
“You come home late at night so I can’t have a chance to talk with you and you smell like that dumb whore Hannah and beer. So there,” Alois tipped his chin up defiantly, “How’s life been treating you Mr. Popularity?”
Luka was silent for a long time before exhaling, “Well shit.”
“Yeah my life pretty much sucks right now.”
“Little dude, I’m sorry.” Luka shakes his head, “Why didn’t you say anything sooner?”
“Are you ever around anymore? Sorry but I don’t feel like staying up until one in the morning to have a heart-to-heart chat with my drunk brother.” Alois snapped. He was putting on an angry upfront to communicate how frustrated he was with Luka. In actuality Alois loved every moment he was spending with Luka at that moment, it seemed like forever ago that the two of them had been able to speak privately.
“Yeah I’m sorry about that. Seriously Alois. I’ve kind of realized that I’m getting swept up in this whole high school scene. I mean I like being popular and everything, but it requires so much time and effort. Yesterday Coach Mike pulled me off to the side and told me unless I start getting higher grades in calculus I’m going to get kicked off the team.”
“What?” Alois turns wide eyed to his older brother, “You never told me that.”
“I’m going to get my grades up and stay on the team. Don’t tell Mom and Dad, there’s no need to worry. I can get them up I just need to lay low on the party scene for awhile.”
“Good.” Alois smiles genuinely and Luka extends his arms for a hug. Alois obliges and snuggles into his brother’s arm finally as their differences are put aside.
“Sorry I’ve been a rotten older brother.” Luka says.
“Sorry I’ve been a brat.” Alois laughs and Luka ruffles Alois’ hair.
“So squirt,” Alois smiles at the nickname, “If you want to spend more time with me why don’t come camping with the boys and me?”
“What?” Alois wrinkles his nose at the thought of primal living conditions. There are no bathrooms in the woods and thought of squatting amongst some bushes disgusts Alois.
“Yeah!” Luka takes to the idea immediately, “You can share a tent with me!”
“Eh Luka.” Alois groans, “I don’t want to sleep in a tent! Camping is gross!”
“Oh come on! Be a man!” Luka laughs gathering his stuff off the floor, “Think it over a little more and tell me in the morning. We’re leaving on Wednesday so you’ll have to decide soon. Goodnight squirt.”
“Alright.” Alois says still unsure, “Night.”
Alois is thirteen when he sleeps with Claude
The first thing Alois complains about is how utterly filthy the woods are.
“There’s too much dirt.” Alois huffs, kicking at a little hump of moss. Alois cries out in pain when little hump turns out to be a rock as Alois stubs his toe.
“It wouldn’t be the woods if there wasn’t any dirt.” Luka snorts.
Luka and Sebastian are setting up the tents while Alois wanders around complaining. The blonde hadn’t stopped since they first left the Trancy house that morning and Sebastian’s cheery disposition was starting to wear thin. Alois whined yet again about the lack of a proper bathroom and Luka sent Sebastian an apologetic look.
“Alois why don’t you go…I don’t know…help with something?” Luka sighs.
“Why? You guys have already set up the tent.” Alois swats at some bugs that fly overhead.
“Go help Claude get some firewood or something. I don’t know! Just go be useful somewhere else.” Luka sighs.
“What?” Alois squawks blushing bright red and Luka shoos the boy off with a wave of his hand.
“Yeah go find Claude, I’m sure he needs help or something.”
Alois frowns a little bit before finally setting off in search of Claude. The boy’s insides are fluttering around wildly and Alois hugs his arms to his stomach. Alois hasn’t had a proper conversation with Claude in what feels like ages now and Alois isn’t quite sure what to do. While thinking over whether or not to go on the camping trip with Luka, Alois had decided that he really needed to get over Claude. Alois knew most likely that Claude would tag along for the camping trip and probably over events as well in the future. Claude was not going to simply disappear, he was a friend of Luka’s and Alois would not try to break up their friendship. No, Alois needed to face his fears and nip this in the butt before it could carry on any further.
Alois spots Claude’s figure up ahead and stops dead in his tracks. Claude stands shirtless heaving an ax above his head to cut down at a tree stump. A hardy pile of firewood is piled beside the teen and Alois watches as Claude swings the ax high in the air again. The metal blade glistens in the fading summer sun as Claude’s muscles flex in the effort. Claude has a lanky build with long lean muscles but still the teen is strong as Alois can see from Claude’s toned abdominal muscles.
Claude truly is a sight to behold and Alois has to shake himself from his stupor to remember the task at hand. Claude notices Alois’ presence and throws the ax down so that it catches on the stump and stays there.
Claude doesn’t even sound out of breath as he subtly wipes some sweat from his brow and Alois’ kneels feel weak. Alois pinches his own elbow very hard and tries to focus.
“Hi.” Alois frowns, looking everywhere but at Claude’s abs.
“Hey.” Claude returns pulling a t-shirt from his jeans pocket, he dabs at his face with it.
“So um…” Alois trails off reminding himself to just get over this Claude thing, “Do you need help?”
Claude eyes Alois’ weak body over and raises an eyebrow.
“W-well I mean,” Alois stammers bright red, “Luka and Sebastian sent me out here to see if you needed help or something. They’re almost done with the tent.”
“I’m fine.” Claude shrugs picking up the ax again in preparation for a swing, “Besides you’d just get in the way.”
“What?” Alois screeches awkward embarrassment now replaced by insulted anger.
“Well look at you.” Claude’s face is absolutely serious when he says, “You probably couldn’t even lift the ax.”
“I could so!” Alois is insulted that Claude still views him as a child. Suddenly that fire is rising up inside of Alois again as his plan to forget all about Claude is abandoned. Alois remembers why he is so obsessed with gaining with Claude’s approval, why he admires the teen so. Claude doesn’t view Alois as an equal and that’s a challenge for Alois.
“You’d hurt yourself trying.” Claude smirks and Alois huffs storming over to the teen. Claude raises his eyebrows in amusement as Alois squares up with him and takes the ax from his hands. Alois’ weak arms struggle for a few moments to hold the ax upright properly but he finally succeeds. Alois looks to Claude in triumph and Claude claps his hands in applause.
“Very good.” Claude’s golden eyes flash something sinister and Alois’ smile wavers, “But can you actually cut anything with it?”
“Of course I can!” Alois tries to lift the ax as Claude had done but fails miserably. Claude’s hand shoots out just in time to catch the heavy ax before Alois looses total control of it.
“The little prince can’t even cut wood. My, my how you have been sheltered.” Claude taunts and Alois’ face burns.
“I am not!” Alois shouts lunging at Claude who easily steps out of the way. The two wrestle around for a few minutes, Alois’ halfhearted protests filling the air, as Claude strings Alois along deeper and deeper into what is the metaphorical web of seduction. The dark haired teen with the golden eyes does it so easily and flawlessly that Alois does not even realize what Claude’s playful teasing is doing. With each move they brush closer and closer to one another until Claude is able to smell the strawberry shampoo of Alois’ hair.
“Give it back!” Alois reaches for the tool but Claude holds just out of arms reach, “I can to! Claude give it to me!”
Claude meets Alois’ eyes and smirks as Alois realizes what he’s just said.
“I didn’t mean it like that!” Alois protests face burning even brighter as his ears burn as well.
“Hmm.” Claude hums setting the ax down gently before turning to fully face Alois, “You’ve been avoiding me, Alois.”
“No.” Claude makes Alois’ name sound to delicious and Alois’ head swims as Claude backs the blonde up, “I’ve been busy with school and you haven’t been around.”
“No, I think you’ve been hiding from me.” Claude smirks as Alois finds himself rooted in place.
“I was mad at you.” Alois whispers all too aware of how close Claude’s face is to his now, “You never told me that you had a girlfriend.”
“That’s it?” Claude raises an eyebrow in amusement, “Childish.”
“Not when it’s my feelings you’re stringing along. You lied to me.” Alois snaps. Alois desperately wants to be able to put Claude Faustus in a cupboard, to lock the door, and throw away the key so that Alois never has to deal with him again. But Claude’s smile is disarming and his hands are warm on Alois’ lower back. Claude is older and attractive and Alois finds that he is weak-willed around the older boy.
“You never asked if I had a girlfriend. I never lied to you. I would never lie to you Alois you know that. You really need grow up sometime, it’s perfectly normal to hook up with different people if you’re still dating someone.” Claude’s smirk is gone as he stares down Alois in the manner a disapproving parent would. Alois submits to authority and looks up at Claude in foolish belief.
“Really?”
“Of course.” Claude’s hands move around to encircle Alois’ hips as they pull the two’s bodies closer, “After all, how many girls does Luka hook up with and yet he’s still going out with Hannah.”
“But Hannah always gets mad when-” Alois begins.
“Hannah is a whore.” Claude interrupts saying everything Alois had always thought of the girl. “She’s always trying to steal away Luka’s attention for herself. She doesn’t like to share Luka, so of course she’ll get mad when Luka hooks up with other girls.”
Claude’s logic makes sense to Alois, after all hadn’t Alois himself told Luka the previous night that it never seemed he had time for Alois? Surely Hannah was to blame for this with her clingy attitude and wicked ways.
“But what about your girlfriend?” Alois’ breath hitches a little as Claude’s chest bumps his own. Claude smiles and leans down to nuzzle against Alois’ neck. The blonde’s heart is beating increasingly fast now and he whimpers softly as Claude’s lips slide across pale skin.
“Do you see my girlfriend here right now?” Claude asks kissing Alois’ neck softly and then boy moans.
“Claude.” Alois pants as Claude’s hands grip Alois tighter.
Claude smirks against Alois’ skin, just about to speak when the pair hears the faintest of calls coming from Luka and Sebastian. Claude’s hands immediately drop from Alois’ waist as he distances himself from the boy.
“Hey guys!” Sebastian’s voice calls through the woods, “We got the tents set up! Do you need help carrying the wood?”
“Nah, I got it!” Claude calls back picking up the pile of wood with ease while dangling the ax with just one hand. Alois feels ashamed of how much stronger Claude is than him but at the same time a sense of pride. Claude really is attractive and there is no doubt in Alois’ mind that Claude could easily take any boy from Alois’ school.
“Little prince, you coming or what?” Claude calls over his shoulder. Alois smiles softly as he bites at his lip before taking off after the older boy. All finally seems right in the world.
Alois twirls his marshmallow through the flames of the fire pit. The white slowly changes to a burnt golden color and Alois sighs a little when the sugary treat catches fire. Across from him sits Claude who has opted out of roasting marshmallows in favor of reading a book. Luka and Sebastian had forgotten the six-pack of beer that the group had brought along back in the car as so they’d gone back to get it. It would take an hour at least to go retrieve it as the car had been parked in a designated zone a few miles north.
Claude and Alois were finally left alone but it seemed that Claude had better things to do. Alois sighs dramatically and flicks his marshmallow back into the fire while sneaking a glance at Claude to see if he’s noticed. Claude has not and Alois sighs again louder this time.
“What?” Claude deadpans not even bothering to look up from his book and Alois giggles. He sets down his roasting stick and prances over to the older teen to sit besides him on a log.
“I’m bored. Camping is boring.” Alois pouts.
“Luka and Sebastian will be back soon, you can bother them then.” Claude returns flipping to another page. Alois squints at the text but he can’t understand a single thing that’s happening in the story, all of words are either too big or look funny.
“Claude why are you reading? Reading is boring. Play checkers with me.” Alois pleads tugging on the teens arm. Claude sighs frustration and Alois bits his lip smiling.
“I don’t want to play checkers now I’m reading my book. Go find some frogs or something.”
“Ew! Gross! Like hell I’m going to touch something slimy frog.” Alois squawks and Claude flips another page. Alois has lost Claude’s attention once more and he knocks the book out of Claude’s hands. Claude’s mouth pulls into a tight line and Alois smiles as he finally gets a reaction out of the boy.
“So you’re bored, Alois?” Claude asks and Alois smiles innocently, “You’re bored and you have nothing to do?”
“Camping is boring.” Alois offers up softly and Claude moves in closer towards Alois. Finally, Alois thinks. He’d been waiting all night to get Claude riled up like this and Alois’ blood begins to pump in anticipation.
“I think I know something much more fun. Would the rotten little prince like to know?” Claude smirks grabbing a fistful of Alois’ blonde locks at the back of the boy’s head. Alois mewls in discomfort and slides closer to Claude as the older boy’s hand presses Alois’ head in further.
“Will you show me?” Alois feels absolutely naughty right now but he’s loving the attention Claude is paying him. Alois had never seen Claude act quite like before and it makes Alois’ stomach all fluttery.
“Hmm.” Claude hums before pressing their lips together.
Alois moans softly into the kiss as Claude snakes his other arm around Alois’ waist. The teen’s grip on the boy is firm and Alois drapes himself like a curtain against Claude’s frame. Claude ravages Alois’ mouth with his tongue and poor Alois tries to keep up. It’s not that much of a fight for dominance as Claude easily bends Alois to his will but the older boy loves how small Alois feels in his hands. He loves the way Alois’ little tongue meekly meets his and Claude groans in approval.
“Claude.” Alois gasps for air as Claude’s hands squeeze Alois’ backside roughly.
The summer air is hot and humid but the heat coming from Claude is even hotter. Alois can feel every part of his body that is touching Claude’s and Alois wraps his arms around Claude’s neck. The two are now pressed flush against each other but Claude takes it one step further by pulling Alois into his lap. The young boy fits easily and Alois can now feel Claude’s hardness poking into his thigh.
“Fuck.” Claude hisses adjusting himself as Alois’ weight shifts above him. The boy’s eyes are glazed over in pleasure and he has a nice pink to his entire body now.
“Claude.” Alois sighs nosing into Claude’s neck and Claude looks towards the part of the woods that Luka and Sebastian had disappeared to. They’d have enough time but they’d have to be quick about it.
“We’d have enough time.” Claude says to himself and Alois blinks dazed.
“Hmm? Enough time for what?” Alois asks hugging Claude closer.
“Come on.” Claude doesn’t bother answering Alois as he tugs the boy to his feet.
Alois follows Claude without objection into the teen’s tent and allows himself to be pushed down onto Claude’s sleeping bag. Alois allows Claude to remove Alois’ clothes and more than willingly removes Claude’s. Alois allows Claude to bite at Alois’ neck and allows Claude to leave a mark, to claim him. Alois allows all of these things and it’s no wonder why the young boy gets in his head that this must be love.
“Claude!” Alois moans as Claude’s body moves against his own.
It feels absolutely wonderful to have another firm hard body to grind against, for Alois to rub his member against Claude’s equally hard one. Claude is larger than Alois in all ways possible and the blonde loves how it makes him feel so delicate and small with Claude looming over him like that.
A single bead of sweat slides down from Claude’s temple and hangs on the sharp edge of his chin. Alois watches as it beads before it falls directly onto Alois’ heaving chest and he groans. Claude is still preoccupied with ripping the skin from Alois’ neck and the blonde mewls when the other bites a little too hard. His thin legs are stretched wide to either side of Claude’s body as each brush causes Claude’s junk to rub against Alois’ leaking member.
Alois is nowhere near the size of Claude but Alois feels more grown up than he’s ever felt before. Alois is finally going to have sex, and with Claude of all people. Sex is what adults do and Claude is the most adult person that Alois knows. The blonde is on cloud nine when Claude pulls away from his neck to whisper something.
“Do you wanna?” Claude’s breath sounds uneven and the low tone to his voice makes Alois shudder. Claude simply too much for Alois to take entirely and he blushes with joy while nodding yes.
“Yes.” Alois breathes leaning up to press a kiss to Claude’s bare chest, “Please. Oh god please, Claude. I want to so bad.”
“Shit.” Claude hisses entirely turned on. Claude’s cock is already leaking at the head and when he sits up to go find some lube, his fluids spread across Alois’ chest. The boy gasps in surprise and Claude sends Alois a smirk of amusement.
“Come back here.” Alois pleads resting his head back against the softness of the sleeping bag, “What are you doing over there?”
“Getting some stuff.” Claude returns with a bottle at hand and Alois is confused.
“What is that?” The boy seems weary and Claude pops the cap open for Alois to smell the gel.
“It’s lube. You didn’t think it was just going to slide on there did you?” Claude squirts out a little bit onto his hands and the tent smells of strawberries.
“Strawberry?” Alois questions watching as Claude coats his fingers in the substance.
“Hmm like your shampoo.” Claude grunts crawling back atop of Alois. Alois sighs as Claude’s weight returns over him.
There is a hazy feeling to the tent that makes Alois’ mind swim. In this tent, out in the secluded woods away from civilization, away from pesky classmates, away from bothersome parents, it’s just Claude and Alois. It’s like their own little world in that tent as it provides a sense of security and perhaps that is why Alois does not really think over what it will really mean if Claude fucks him.
Claude leans down to kiss Alois once and the boy delights in how many kisses he’s received. Alois had always figured that Claude wouldn’t be the type to kiss but Claude’s true intention is diversion. As the two seem to breath into one another’s mouth, Claude’s fingers dance a trail down Alois’ arched back. They caress the boy’s skin before reaching Alois’ back and then slide down lower. Claude grasps to greedy handfuls before lifting and separating Alois’ cheeks which earns him a squeal.
“Claude.” Alois pants against Claude’s neck as Claude squeezes the flesh roughly.
The teen’s middle finger slides between the cheeks with ease and presses against Alois’ entrance. Alois’ body has stilled now in waiting and Claude begins to suckle on Alois’ left nipple to relax the boy. Claude’s finger circles around and around the tight ring of muscles before Claude makes his move. He laves at Alois’ chest with his tongue and the boy cries out grabbing at Claude’s head, just in that moment Claude also takes the opportunity to work his finger inside of Alois.
“What-oh!” Alois yelps at the foreign feeling of something pressing inside of him. It feels strange to Alois and he wiggles around it trying to adjust.
“Too much?” Claude asks, second finger already lying in wait. They’ll only have so much time before Sebastian and Luka return from the car and Claude wishes that they could hurry this up. However Claude also knows logically that Alois is virgin and if his first time is too rough, Alois will be turned off to the idea of sex in the future.
Claude is not what one would consider to be a lady’s man, at the same time Claude is no fairy. One might even think Claude is asexual given how unfeeling the teen seems to be when really it quite the opposite. Claude will not discover until in college he is rather a sex fiend that carves physical pleasure. It’s like some sort of demon takes over Claude’s body and awakens these feelings within Claude. That is not to say that in this moment, in that tent in which Claude was to fuck Alois, was not in Claude’s control. Oh no, this was all very planned out and it was pure luck that Luka and Sebastian had taken off entirely. That had shifted Claude’s plan from taking poor Alois behind a bush or something to the comfort of Claude’s own sleeping bag. This was all very planned and Claude rather did enjoy and appreciate Alois’ clearly male body.
“Oh god.” Claude moans rubbing himself against Alois’ leg as he works another finger in. Alois moans softly as he is stretched even further and Claude tries to keep it together at the needy sound.
“Please Claude.” Alois begs grabbing at Claude’s shoulders, “I need you.”
“I’m done preparing you yet.”
“I don’t care. Now.” Alois pleads moaning softly as Claude’s fingers work deeper. Claude’s yet to find Alois’ special spot and it’s sort of pissing him off. Claude also knows that they are limited on time and isn’t sure how much longer he can hold it all together. Therefore with an unusual lack of judgment, Claude agrees to take Alois after only two fingers.
“Are you ready?” Claude asks pulling his fingers from Alois with a wet squelch. Alois brings his knees together and moans in delirious pleasure. It’s all too much for his thirteen-year-old body to take and Claude knows that Alois is probably at his limit too.
“Yes, please.” Alois begs hugging Claude close.
“Brace yourself.” Claude warns positioning himself at Alois’ hole.
Claude does not bother with protection, he’s clean and Alois is so young there’s no threat. But overall Claude doesn’t use anything because he loves the way sex feels without a condom. Condoms almost numb the feeling of skin against skin and Claude plans to blow his load inside of Alois.
“Claude.” Alois presses a kiss to Claude’s neck as Claude begins to ease his way in Alois.
At first it just feels odd but Claude is rather large and soon Alois is squeezing his eyes shut in pain at the tight squeeze. Claude is panting heavily now and has resorted to pressing his forehead against Alois’ shoulder while bracing his hands on either side of the blonde’s head. His stomach muscles strain from resisting the urge to just jackhammer forward at a brutal pace for fear of braking Alois.
“Ah.” Alois cries softly as his body struggles to accommodate Claude. His body stretches an angry red at the site of connection and Alois yelps when Claude pushes forward a little too hard. Tears are streaming down Alois’ sweaty face now but he’s still yet to utter a sob.
“A-Alois… fuck.” Claude hisses fingers clenching the material of the sleeping bag, “I have to move! God dammit I have to move or I’m going to burst.”
“It hurts.” Alois whispers, the pain to great for Alois to speak at normal volume. Alois is not bleeding, yet, so Claude decides that the pain must not be too bad.
“I’m going to move. Hold on to me.” Claude warns.
Alois barely has time to grab onto Claude’s forearms before the teen is slamming home hard. Alois throws in his back in a very vocal cry of pain and Claude moans in pleasure as that ring of muscles clenches around him. Alois’ little body is tight and hot and Claude cannot help but notice how tight is Alois is compared to others he’s slept with.
“You good?” Claude asks thrusting hard once more and Alois screams, nails digging into Claude’s arm and breaking skin.
“No! No! No!” Alois chants sobbing now, “It hurts! It hurts! Oh my god, take it out. Claude, please!”
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Claude’s hips slam forward and back, balls slamming against Alois’ backside. Claude couldn’t stop even if he wanted to and he hisses pressing a desperate kiss to Alois’ tear streaked face.
“Bear with it. Come on.” Claude pants. He angles his hips at a new angle so that Alois’ back arcs more and slams forward. The new position had Claude hitting Alois’ spot dead on now and the boy cries out for a new reason.
“Oh shit!” Alois moans turning his head to the side.
“Come on. Come for me, Alois. Come on.” Claude pants in Alois’ ear as he drives in again and again. Claude’s pace picks up something vicious and the reason he’d warned Alois to hold on becomes clear. The next thrust is so powerful that Alois is sent sliding up the sleep bag from the force.
Alois is no doubt bleeding and ripped down there now but the pleasure is so intense that Alois doesn’t even notice. In fact he begins to crave the pain that each of Claude’s thrusts bring until he’s at the edge again.
“Claude!” Alois wails grabbing on Claude’s shoulders as he comes without even needing to be touched.
Alois’ orgasm does not slow Claude’s pace as he thrusts enthusiastically into the newfound tightness. Alois comes down from his high and he lies pliant beneath the older boy as Claude had his way with him. Claude hikes Alois’ legs higher over his shoulders and soon he too is coming.
“Oh!” Alois cries out surprised as he can feel it. Alois can feel Claude coming inside of him, Alois can feel Claude blowing his load directly onto his special spot. It’s a pleasant feeling but not better than when Claude sags against Alois.
“Oh fuck.” Claude pants easing out of Alois’ body. Some come overflows from the small now bleeding hole and Alois hisses in pain.
“Oh Claude.” Alois sighs as Claude reaches for his own shirt to dab at Alois’ rear. Alois finds it sweet that Claude would be willing to use his own shirt to take care of him and Alois coos.
“Once you get your legs back you need to get changed.” Claude’s tone is almost cold and warning. It catches Alois off guard and he struggles to sit up, hissing when it causes him a sharp shooting pain.
“What do you mean?”
“Luka and Sebastian will be back soon. There’s no way around it if they come back to find you naked in my tent.”
“Oh okay.” Alois says as Claude pulls back on his boxers. That’s Claude for you, always thinking ahead and making the appropriate plans for any obstacle. Alois admires Claude’s cunning but he secretly wishes that Claude would have at least held him afterwards.
When Claude is finally finished changing he begins to help Alois dress. It’s a slow task as the pain in Alois’ rear in unbelievable and Claude must pull on Alois’ pants by himself. But nonetheless there’s not a hair out of place on the two of them by the time Luka and Sebastian return, already tipsy as four of the six-pack are gone.
Luka and Sebastian are so out of it when bedtime rolls around that neither of them question where Claude disappears to. Alois enjoys a goodnight kiss in the safety of his own tent.
Main Pairing: Alois/Claude
Other Pairing: Ciel/Claude
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Adult Content, Under-age Erotica, OOC
Genre: AU, Hurt/Comfort, Romance
Chapter: 5
Completed: No
Summary: Things in Alois Trancy's were always changing as he grew up. The only one constant, the very rock of Alois' life, is Claude Faustus.
Alois is thirteen years old when he and Luka have a talk
Alois is lying wide-awake in bed when he hears a soft tapping at his window. After hours of restlessness, Alois was contemplating touching himself like he had a few nights previous just to help him get to sleep. Then a soft tap reverberated off of Alois’ window right when sleep began to take over. At first Alois had thought he imagined it until a few seconds later when the window was tapped against once more.
“What in the world?” Alois mutters swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. The wood floor is cold against Alois’ feet and he curses whatever is bothering him at this hour.
“Alois!” A muffled voice shouts from the outside. Alois freezes and rushes over to the window, throws it open, and looks down to see Luka standing in the yard waving his arms above his head.
“Luka?” Alois hisses looking worriedly to their parent’s bedroom window, “What are you doing outside?”
“I went to a party. Are Mom and Dad awake?” Luka says in a forced whisper.
“They went to bed like two hours ago. You went to a party and you’re just getting back now?” Alois frowns trying to do the math out in his head of just how long Luka was at the party.
“Yeah it’s no big deal.” Luka shrugs. He looks around the yard and sets off for the tree that stands directly next to the house. The highest branches just stop short of Alois’ window by a few feet and Alois cries out when realizing Luka’s plan.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Alois demands as Luka shimmies higher up the tree’s trunk. His sneakers slip uselessly against the bark a few times and Alois nearly has a heart attack.
“Luka!” Alois hisses leaning further out of his window, “You’re going to break your neck! Stop I’ll just go open the front door.”
“And risk Mom and Dad hearing me? The lock sticks remember? You’d have to hit it a few times in order to get it to open.” Luka shakes his head climbing higher.
“Oh my god you’re going fall and get caught.” Alois groans pressing a hand to his forehead.
“Shut up.” Luka is panting a little bit as the climb becomes a little more difficult, “If you don’t stop talking then I really will fall and break my neck.”
“Alright.” Alois shuts up immediately as Luka finally reaches the top branch.
“You’re going to want to move.” Luka advises and Alois scurries out of the way just in time. Luka swings backwards on the branch before launching himself at Alois’ window. The brunette’s fingers grab the ledge tightly as he hauls himself inside and Alois closes his eyes praying that their parents hear the soft thud Luka’s sneakers make on the wood floor.
“So hey.” Luka smiles sheepishly. He pulls off his sneakers and sets them lightly down on the floor.
“Hey.” Alois mutters as the moment of excitement is over. Alois crawls back into bed and turns so that his back is facing Luka. Luka pauses before clearing his throat trying to ease the tension in the room.
“What’s up with you?” Luka sits himself down on the floor and Alois sighs realizing that Luka will not be leaving any time soon.
“Nothing. I’m just tired.” Alois mumbles burying deeper into the sheets.
“Mom and Dad said that you’ve been acting like a brat for the past week.” Luka shook his head reclining backwards to rest on his arms, “Tell me what’s going on.”
“Oh fuck off.” Alois spits sending his brother a venomous glare and Luka blinks in surprise. Such harsh words for such an innocent looking youth.
“No seriously what’s wrong with you?” Luka demands kicking Alois’ bed with his foot. The entire bed’s frame shakes and Alois groans throwing off the sheets to face his brother.
“You want to know what my problem is?” Alois hisses eyes narrowed, “My problem is that you’re never around anymore when I need you to be. You’re always off with your friends all the time, leaving me home alone with Mom and Dad, and they’re driving me nuts! It’s like because they don’t have perfect Luka to obsess over, they’re starting to pick at me! They’ve been taking me to this quack because they think I’m depressed or something and no one will just leave me alone! I can’t stand it!”
“Alois-”
“You come home late at night so I can’t have a chance to talk with you and you smell like that dumb whore Hannah and beer. So there,” Alois tipped his chin up defiantly, “How’s life been treating you Mr. Popularity?”
Luka was silent for a long time before exhaling, “Well shit.”
“Yeah my life pretty much sucks right now.”
“Little dude, I’m sorry.” Luka shakes his head, “Why didn’t you say anything sooner?”
“Are you ever around anymore? Sorry but I don’t feel like staying up until one in the morning to have a heart-to-heart chat with my drunk brother.” Alois snapped. He was putting on an angry upfront to communicate how frustrated he was with Luka. In actuality Alois loved every moment he was spending with Luka at that moment, it seemed like forever ago that the two of them had been able to speak privately.
“Yeah I’m sorry about that. Seriously Alois. I’ve kind of realized that I’m getting swept up in this whole high school scene. I mean I like being popular and everything, but it requires so much time and effort. Yesterday Coach Mike pulled me off to the side and told me unless I start getting higher grades in calculus I’m going to get kicked off the team.”
“What?” Alois turns wide eyed to his older brother, “You never told me that.”
“I’m going to get my grades up and stay on the team. Don’t tell Mom and Dad, there’s no need to worry. I can get them up I just need to lay low on the party scene for awhile.”
“Good.” Alois smiles genuinely and Luka extends his arms for a hug. Alois obliges and snuggles into his brother’s arm finally as their differences are put aside.
“Sorry I’ve been a rotten older brother.” Luka says.
“Sorry I’ve been a brat.” Alois laughs and Luka ruffles Alois’ hair.
“So squirt,” Alois smiles at the nickname, “If you want to spend more time with me why don’t come camping with the boys and me?”
“What?” Alois wrinkles his nose at the thought of primal living conditions. There are no bathrooms in the woods and thought of squatting amongst some bushes disgusts Alois.
“Yeah!” Luka takes to the idea immediately, “You can share a tent with me!”
“Eh Luka.” Alois groans, “I don’t want to sleep in a tent! Camping is gross!”
“Oh come on! Be a man!” Luka laughs gathering his stuff off the floor, “Think it over a little more and tell me in the morning. We’re leaving on Wednesday so you’ll have to decide soon. Goodnight squirt.”
“Alright.” Alois says still unsure, “Night.”
Alois is thirteen when he sleeps with Claude
The first thing Alois complains about is how utterly filthy the woods are.
“There’s too much dirt.” Alois huffs, kicking at a little hump of moss. Alois cries out in pain when little hump turns out to be a rock as Alois stubs his toe.
“It wouldn’t be the woods if there wasn’t any dirt.” Luka snorts.
Luka and Sebastian are setting up the tents while Alois wanders around complaining. The blonde hadn’t stopped since they first left the Trancy house that morning and Sebastian’s cheery disposition was starting to wear thin. Alois whined yet again about the lack of a proper bathroom and Luka sent Sebastian an apologetic look.
“Alois why don’t you go…I don’t know…help with something?” Luka sighs.
“Why? You guys have already set up the tent.” Alois swats at some bugs that fly overhead.
“Go help Claude get some firewood or something. I don’t know! Just go be useful somewhere else.” Luka sighs.
“What?” Alois squawks blushing bright red and Luka shoos the boy off with a wave of his hand.
“Yeah go find Claude, I’m sure he needs help or something.”
Alois frowns a little bit before finally setting off in search of Claude. The boy’s insides are fluttering around wildly and Alois hugs his arms to his stomach. Alois hasn’t had a proper conversation with Claude in what feels like ages now and Alois isn’t quite sure what to do. While thinking over whether or not to go on the camping trip with Luka, Alois had decided that he really needed to get over Claude. Alois knew most likely that Claude would tag along for the camping trip and probably over events as well in the future. Claude was not going to simply disappear, he was a friend of Luka’s and Alois would not try to break up their friendship. No, Alois needed to face his fears and nip this in the butt before it could carry on any further.
Alois spots Claude’s figure up ahead and stops dead in his tracks. Claude stands shirtless heaving an ax above his head to cut down at a tree stump. A hardy pile of firewood is piled beside the teen and Alois watches as Claude swings the ax high in the air again. The metal blade glistens in the fading summer sun as Claude’s muscles flex in the effort. Claude has a lanky build with long lean muscles but still the teen is strong as Alois can see from Claude’s toned abdominal muscles.
Claude truly is a sight to behold and Alois has to shake himself from his stupor to remember the task at hand. Claude notices Alois’ presence and throws the ax down so that it catches on the stump and stays there.
Claude doesn’t even sound out of breath as he subtly wipes some sweat from his brow and Alois’ kneels feel weak. Alois pinches his own elbow very hard and tries to focus.
“Hi.” Alois frowns, looking everywhere but at Claude’s abs.
“Hey.” Claude returns pulling a t-shirt from his jeans pocket, he dabs at his face with it.
“So um…” Alois trails off reminding himself to just get over this Claude thing, “Do you need help?”
Claude eyes Alois’ weak body over and raises an eyebrow.
“W-well I mean,” Alois stammers bright red, “Luka and Sebastian sent me out here to see if you needed help or something. They’re almost done with the tent.”
“I’m fine.” Claude shrugs picking up the ax again in preparation for a swing, “Besides you’d just get in the way.”
“What?” Alois screeches awkward embarrassment now replaced by insulted anger.
“Well look at you.” Claude’s face is absolutely serious when he says, “You probably couldn’t even lift the ax.”
“I could so!” Alois is insulted that Claude still views him as a child. Suddenly that fire is rising up inside of Alois again as his plan to forget all about Claude is abandoned. Alois remembers why he is so obsessed with gaining with Claude’s approval, why he admires the teen so. Claude doesn’t view Alois as an equal and that’s a challenge for Alois.
“You’d hurt yourself trying.” Claude smirks and Alois huffs storming over to the teen. Claude raises his eyebrows in amusement as Alois squares up with him and takes the ax from his hands. Alois’ weak arms struggle for a few moments to hold the ax upright properly but he finally succeeds. Alois looks to Claude in triumph and Claude claps his hands in applause.
“Very good.” Claude’s golden eyes flash something sinister and Alois’ smile wavers, “But can you actually cut anything with it?”
“Of course I can!” Alois tries to lift the ax as Claude had done but fails miserably. Claude’s hand shoots out just in time to catch the heavy ax before Alois looses total control of it.
“The little prince can’t even cut wood. My, my how you have been sheltered.” Claude taunts and Alois’ face burns.
“I am not!” Alois shouts lunging at Claude who easily steps out of the way. The two wrestle around for a few minutes, Alois’ halfhearted protests filling the air, as Claude strings Alois along deeper and deeper into what is the metaphorical web of seduction. The dark haired teen with the golden eyes does it so easily and flawlessly that Alois does not even realize what Claude’s playful teasing is doing. With each move they brush closer and closer to one another until Claude is able to smell the strawberry shampoo of Alois’ hair.
“Give it back!” Alois reaches for the tool but Claude holds just out of arms reach, “I can to! Claude give it to me!”
Claude meets Alois’ eyes and smirks as Alois realizes what he’s just said.
“I didn’t mean it like that!” Alois protests face burning even brighter as his ears burn as well.
“Hmm.” Claude hums setting the ax down gently before turning to fully face Alois, “You’ve been avoiding me, Alois.”
“No.” Claude makes Alois’ name sound to delicious and Alois’ head swims as Claude backs the blonde up, “I’ve been busy with school and you haven’t been around.”
“No, I think you’ve been hiding from me.” Claude smirks as Alois finds himself rooted in place.
“I was mad at you.” Alois whispers all too aware of how close Claude’s face is to his now, “You never told me that you had a girlfriend.”
“That’s it?” Claude raises an eyebrow in amusement, “Childish.”
“Not when it’s my feelings you’re stringing along. You lied to me.” Alois snaps. Alois desperately wants to be able to put Claude Faustus in a cupboard, to lock the door, and throw away the key so that Alois never has to deal with him again. But Claude’s smile is disarming and his hands are warm on Alois’ lower back. Claude is older and attractive and Alois finds that he is weak-willed around the older boy.
“You never asked if I had a girlfriend. I never lied to you. I would never lie to you Alois you know that. You really need grow up sometime, it’s perfectly normal to hook up with different people if you’re still dating someone.” Claude’s smirk is gone as he stares down Alois in the manner a disapproving parent would. Alois submits to authority and looks up at Claude in foolish belief.
“Really?”
“Of course.” Claude’s hands move around to encircle Alois’ hips as they pull the two’s bodies closer, “After all, how many girls does Luka hook up with and yet he’s still going out with Hannah.”
“But Hannah always gets mad when-” Alois begins.
“Hannah is a whore.” Claude interrupts saying everything Alois had always thought of the girl. “She’s always trying to steal away Luka’s attention for herself. She doesn’t like to share Luka, so of course she’ll get mad when Luka hooks up with other girls.”
Claude’s logic makes sense to Alois, after all hadn’t Alois himself told Luka the previous night that it never seemed he had time for Alois? Surely Hannah was to blame for this with her clingy attitude and wicked ways.
“But what about your girlfriend?” Alois’ breath hitches a little as Claude’s chest bumps his own. Claude smiles and leans down to nuzzle against Alois’ neck. The blonde’s heart is beating increasingly fast now and he whimpers softly as Claude’s lips slide across pale skin.
“Do you see my girlfriend here right now?” Claude asks kissing Alois’ neck softly and then boy moans.
“Claude.” Alois pants as Claude’s hands grip Alois tighter.
Claude smirks against Alois’ skin, just about to speak when the pair hears the faintest of calls coming from Luka and Sebastian. Claude’s hands immediately drop from Alois’ waist as he distances himself from the boy.
“Hey guys!” Sebastian’s voice calls through the woods, “We got the tents set up! Do you need help carrying the wood?”
“Nah, I got it!” Claude calls back picking up the pile of wood with ease while dangling the ax with just one hand. Alois feels ashamed of how much stronger Claude is than him but at the same time a sense of pride. Claude really is attractive and there is no doubt in Alois’ mind that Claude could easily take any boy from Alois’ school.
“Little prince, you coming or what?” Claude calls over his shoulder. Alois smiles softly as he bites at his lip before taking off after the older boy. All finally seems right in the world.
Alois twirls his marshmallow through the flames of the fire pit. The white slowly changes to a burnt golden color and Alois sighs a little when the sugary treat catches fire. Across from him sits Claude who has opted out of roasting marshmallows in favor of reading a book. Luka and Sebastian had forgotten the six-pack of beer that the group had brought along back in the car as so they’d gone back to get it. It would take an hour at least to go retrieve it as the car had been parked in a designated zone a few miles north.
Claude and Alois were finally left alone but it seemed that Claude had better things to do. Alois sighs dramatically and flicks his marshmallow back into the fire while sneaking a glance at Claude to see if he’s noticed. Claude has not and Alois sighs again louder this time.
“What?” Claude deadpans not even bothering to look up from his book and Alois giggles. He sets down his roasting stick and prances over to the older teen to sit besides him on a log.
“I’m bored. Camping is boring.” Alois pouts.
“Luka and Sebastian will be back soon, you can bother them then.” Claude returns flipping to another page. Alois squints at the text but he can’t understand a single thing that’s happening in the story, all of words are either too big or look funny.
“Claude why are you reading? Reading is boring. Play checkers with me.” Alois pleads tugging on the teens arm. Claude sighs frustration and Alois bits his lip smiling.
“I don’t want to play checkers now I’m reading my book. Go find some frogs or something.”
“Ew! Gross! Like hell I’m going to touch something slimy frog.” Alois squawks and Claude flips another page. Alois has lost Claude’s attention once more and he knocks the book out of Claude’s hands. Claude’s mouth pulls into a tight line and Alois smiles as he finally gets a reaction out of the boy.
“So you’re bored, Alois?” Claude asks and Alois smiles innocently, “You’re bored and you have nothing to do?”
“Camping is boring.” Alois offers up softly and Claude moves in closer towards Alois. Finally, Alois thinks. He’d been waiting all night to get Claude riled up like this and Alois’ blood begins to pump in anticipation.
“I think I know something much more fun. Would the rotten little prince like to know?” Claude smirks grabbing a fistful of Alois’ blonde locks at the back of the boy’s head. Alois mewls in discomfort and slides closer to Claude as the older boy’s hand presses Alois’ head in further.
“Will you show me?” Alois feels absolutely naughty right now but he’s loving the attention Claude is paying him. Alois had never seen Claude act quite like before and it makes Alois’ stomach all fluttery.
“Hmm.” Claude hums before pressing their lips together.
Alois moans softly into the kiss as Claude snakes his other arm around Alois’ waist. The teen’s grip on the boy is firm and Alois drapes himself like a curtain against Claude’s frame. Claude ravages Alois’ mouth with his tongue and poor Alois tries to keep up. It’s not that much of a fight for dominance as Claude easily bends Alois to his will but the older boy loves how small Alois feels in his hands. He loves the way Alois’ little tongue meekly meets his and Claude groans in approval.
“Claude.” Alois gasps for air as Claude’s hands squeeze Alois’ backside roughly.
The summer air is hot and humid but the heat coming from Claude is even hotter. Alois can feel every part of his body that is touching Claude’s and Alois wraps his arms around Claude’s neck. The two are now pressed flush against each other but Claude takes it one step further by pulling Alois into his lap. The young boy fits easily and Alois can now feel Claude’s hardness poking into his thigh.
“Fuck.” Claude hisses adjusting himself as Alois’ weight shifts above him. The boy’s eyes are glazed over in pleasure and he has a nice pink to his entire body now.
“Claude.” Alois sighs nosing into Claude’s neck and Claude looks towards the part of the woods that Luka and Sebastian had disappeared to. They’d have enough time but they’d have to be quick about it.
“We’d have enough time.” Claude says to himself and Alois blinks dazed.
“Hmm? Enough time for what?” Alois asks hugging Claude closer.
“Come on.” Claude doesn’t bother answering Alois as he tugs the boy to his feet.
Alois follows Claude without objection into the teen’s tent and allows himself to be pushed down onto Claude’s sleeping bag. Alois allows Claude to remove Alois’ clothes and more than willingly removes Claude’s. Alois allows Claude to bite at Alois’ neck and allows Claude to leave a mark, to claim him. Alois allows all of these things and it’s no wonder why the young boy gets in his head that this must be love.
“Claude!” Alois moans as Claude’s body moves against his own.
It feels absolutely wonderful to have another firm hard body to grind against, for Alois to rub his member against Claude’s equally hard one. Claude is larger than Alois in all ways possible and the blonde loves how it makes him feel so delicate and small with Claude looming over him like that.
A single bead of sweat slides down from Claude’s temple and hangs on the sharp edge of his chin. Alois watches as it beads before it falls directly onto Alois’ heaving chest and he groans. Claude is still preoccupied with ripping the skin from Alois’ neck and the blonde mewls when the other bites a little too hard. His thin legs are stretched wide to either side of Claude’s body as each brush causes Claude’s junk to rub against Alois’ leaking member.
Alois is nowhere near the size of Claude but Alois feels more grown up than he’s ever felt before. Alois is finally going to have sex, and with Claude of all people. Sex is what adults do and Claude is the most adult person that Alois knows. The blonde is on cloud nine when Claude pulls away from his neck to whisper something.
“Do you wanna?” Claude’s breath sounds uneven and the low tone to his voice makes Alois shudder. Claude simply too much for Alois to take entirely and he blushes with joy while nodding yes.
“Yes.” Alois breathes leaning up to press a kiss to Claude’s bare chest, “Please. Oh god please, Claude. I want to so bad.”
“Shit.” Claude hisses entirely turned on. Claude’s cock is already leaking at the head and when he sits up to go find some lube, his fluids spread across Alois’ chest. The boy gasps in surprise and Claude sends Alois a smirk of amusement.
“Come back here.” Alois pleads resting his head back against the softness of the sleeping bag, “What are you doing over there?”
“Getting some stuff.” Claude returns with a bottle at hand and Alois is confused.
“What is that?” The boy seems weary and Claude pops the cap open for Alois to smell the gel.
“It’s lube. You didn’t think it was just going to slide on there did you?” Claude squirts out a little bit onto his hands and the tent smells of strawberries.
“Strawberry?” Alois questions watching as Claude coats his fingers in the substance.
“Hmm like your shampoo.” Claude grunts crawling back atop of Alois. Alois sighs as Claude’s weight returns over him.
There is a hazy feeling to the tent that makes Alois’ mind swim. In this tent, out in the secluded woods away from civilization, away from pesky classmates, away from bothersome parents, it’s just Claude and Alois. It’s like their own little world in that tent as it provides a sense of security and perhaps that is why Alois does not really think over what it will really mean if Claude fucks him.
Claude leans down to kiss Alois once and the boy delights in how many kisses he’s received. Alois had always figured that Claude wouldn’t be the type to kiss but Claude’s true intention is diversion. As the two seem to breath into one another’s mouth, Claude’s fingers dance a trail down Alois’ arched back. They caress the boy’s skin before reaching Alois’ back and then slide down lower. Claude grasps to greedy handfuls before lifting and separating Alois’ cheeks which earns him a squeal.
“Claude.” Alois pants against Claude’s neck as Claude squeezes the flesh roughly.
The teen’s middle finger slides between the cheeks with ease and presses against Alois’ entrance. Alois’ body has stilled now in waiting and Claude begins to suckle on Alois’ left nipple to relax the boy. Claude’s finger circles around and around the tight ring of muscles before Claude makes his move. He laves at Alois’ chest with his tongue and the boy cries out grabbing at Claude’s head, just in that moment Claude also takes the opportunity to work his finger inside of Alois.
“What-oh!” Alois yelps at the foreign feeling of something pressing inside of him. It feels strange to Alois and he wiggles around it trying to adjust.
“Too much?” Claude asks, second finger already lying in wait. They’ll only have so much time before Sebastian and Luka return from the car and Claude wishes that they could hurry this up. However Claude also knows logically that Alois is virgin and if his first time is too rough, Alois will be turned off to the idea of sex in the future.
Claude is not what one would consider to be a lady’s man, at the same time Claude is no fairy. One might even think Claude is asexual given how unfeeling the teen seems to be when really it quite the opposite. Claude will not discover until in college he is rather a sex fiend that carves physical pleasure. It’s like some sort of demon takes over Claude’s body and awakens these feelings within Claude. That is not to say that in this moment, in that tent in which Claude was to fuck Alois, was not in Claude’s control. Oh no, this was all very planned out and it was pure luck that Luka and Sebastian had taken off entirely. That had shifted Claude’s plan from taking poor Alois behind a bush or something to the comfort of Claude’s own sleeping bag. This was all very planned and Claude rather did enjoy and appreciate Alois’ clearly male body.
“Oh god.” Claude moans rubbing himself against Alois’ leg as he works another finger in. Alois moans softly as he is stretched even further and Claude tries to keep it together at the needy sound.
“Please Claude.” Alois begs grabbing at Claude’s shoulders, “I need you.”
“I’m done preparing you yet.”
“I don’t care. Now.” Alois pleads moaning softly as Claude’s fingers work deeper. Claude’s yet to find Alois’ special spot and it’s sort of pissing him off. Claude also knows that they are limited on time and isn’t sure how much longer he can hold it all together. Therefore with an unusual lack of judgment, Claude agrees to take Alois after only two fingers.
“Are you ready?” Claude asks pulling his fingers from Alois with a wet squelch. Alois brings his knees together and moans in delirious pleasure. It’s all too much for his thirteen-year-old body to take and Claude knows that Alois is probably at his limit too.
“Yes, please.” Alois begs hugging Claude close.
“Brace yourself.” Claude warns positioning himself at Alois’ hole.
Claude does not bother with protection, he’s clean and Alois is so young there’s no threat. But overall Claude doesn’t use anything because he loves the way sex feels without a condom. Condoms almost numb the feeling of skin against skin and Claude plans to blow his load inside of Alois.
“Claude.” Alois presses a kiss to Claude’s neck as Claude begins to ease his way in Alois.
At first it just feels odd but Claude is rather large and soon Alois is squeezing his eyes shut in pain at the tight squeeze. Claude is panting heavily now and has resorted to pressing his forehead against Alois’ shoulder while bracing his hands on either side of the blonde’s head. His stomach muscles strain from resisting the urge to just jackhammer forward at a brutal pace for fear of braking Alois.
“Ah.” Alois cries softly as his body struggles to accommodate Claude. His body stretches an angry red at the site of connection and Alois yelps when Claude pushes forward a little too hard. Tears are streaming down Alois’ sweaty face now but he’s still yet to utter a sob.
“A-Alois… fuck.” Claude hisses fingers clenching the material of the sleeping bag, “I have to move! God dammit I have to move or I’m going to burst.”
“It hurts.” Alois whispers, the pain to great for Alois to speak at normal volume. Alois is not bleeding, yet, so Claude decides that the pain must not be too bad.
“I’m going to move. Hold on to me.” Claude warns.
Alois barely has time to grab onto Claude’s forearms before the teen is slamming home hard. Alois throws in his back in a very vocal cry of pain and Claude moans in pleasure as that ring of muscles clenches around him. Alois’ little body is tight and hot and Claude cannot help but notice how tight is Alois is compared to others he’s slept with.
“You good?” Claude asks thrusting hard once more and Alois screams, nails digging into Claude’s arm and breaking skin.
“No! No! No!” Alois chants sobbing now, “It hurts! It hurts! Oh my god, take it out. Claude, please!”
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Claude’s hips slam forward and back, balls slamming against Alois’ backside. Claude couldn’t stop even if he wanted to and he hisses pressing a desperate kiss to Alois’ tear streaked face.
“Bear with it. Come on.” Claude pants. He angles his hips at a new angle so that Alois’ back arcs more and slams forward. The new position had Claude hitting Alois’ spot dead on now and the boy cries out for a new reason.
“Oh shit!” Alois moans turning his head to the side.
“Come on. Come for me, Alois. Come on.” Claude pants in Alois’ ear as he drives in again and again. Claude’s pace picks up something vicious and the reason he’d warned Alois to hold on becomes clear. The next thrust is so powerful that Alois is sent sliding up the sleep bag from the force.
Alois is no doubt bleeding and ripped down there now but the pleasure is so intense that Alois doesn’t even notice. In fact he begins to crave the pain that each of Claude’s thrusts bring until he’s at the edge again.
“Claude!” Alois wails grabbing on Claude’s shoulders as he comes without even needing to be touched.
Alois’ orgasm does not slow Claude’s pace as he thrusts enthusiastically into the newfound tightness. Alois comes down from his high and he lies pliant beneath the older boy as Claude had his way with him. Claude hikes Alois’ legs higher over his shoulders and soon he too is coming.
“Oh!” Alois cries out surprised as he can feel it. Alois can feel Claude coming inside of him, Alois can feel Claude blowing his load directly onto his special spot. It’s a pleasant feeling but not better than when Claude sags against Alois.
“Oh fuck.” Claude pants easing out of Alois’ body. Some come overflows from the small now bleeding hole and Alois hisses in pain.
“Oh Claude.” Alois sighs as Claude reaches for his own shirt to dab at Alois’ rear. Alois finds it sweet that Claude would be willing to use his own shirt to take care of him and Alois coos.
“Once you get your legs back you need to get changed.” Claude’s tone is almost cold and warning. It catches Alois off guard and he struggles to sit up, hissing when it causes him a sharp shooting pain.
“What do you mean?”
“Luka and Sebastian will be back soon. There’s no way around it if they come back to find you naked in my tent.”
“Oh okay.” Alois says as Claude pulls back on his boxers. That’s Claude for you, always thinking ahead and making the appropriate plans for any obstacle. Alois admires Claude’s cunning but he secretly wishes that Claude would have at least held him afterwards.
When Claude is finally finished changing he begins to help Alois dress. It’s a slow task as the pain in Alois’ rear in unbelievable and Claude must pull on Alois’ pants by himself. But nonetheless there’s not a hair out of place on the two of them by the time Luka and Sebastian return, already tipsy as four of the six-pack are gone.
Luka and Sebastian are so out of it when bedtime rolls around that neither of them question where Claude disappears to. Alois enjoys a goodnight kiss in the safety of his own tent.