"If we make it through this, lets you and I go on a date, yeah?"

A date; he had suggested it, did he not? In all of the chaos, the pain, the gruesome reality, he hadn't thought that he would have made it out alive. But he did. And he hated it.

Life was nothing to him anymore. His childish plans for revenge were nothing but mere fleeting thoughts, something that he no longer held urgency for. He was empty, striped of his dignity, his passion, and any love he ever felt. They all but had his soul.

But now he lay on his bed, naked from the waist up as a small ink muscle lapped at the pale skin of his chest, teeth nipping and biting as they left a trail of purpling bruises along the expanse of what he saw to be imperfection.

It was Alois, the slightly perverted teen who had convinced him to go through with this. Little did he know that it was not his persuasion.

Soft moans accompanied by tiny giggles filled the room, bouncing off the walls and reverberating through his head, his mind being clouded over with a forced kind of lust and arousal. Ciel bucked his hips upward and into the blonde's that straddled him, forcing their clothed erections together and mewling out at the friction it caused.

His body felt warm, too warm as he worked on slipping from his shorts, the thud of the article hitting the ground following the zipper's echo. Alois looked down between the two of them, that same devious and seductive smirk pulling at his lips as he poked Ciel's swollen flesh that was hidden beneath his boxers.

"It's hard~" he purred out, his hand slipping into the cut in the front as his cool hand grasped it from within, the boy with multicolored hues gasping to the touch.

"Don't be so lewd you harlot!"

Those icy eyes that bore down on him didn't even waver at the name, the light blonde too preoccupied in his own lust that he really didn't care what was said. He wanted in this boy's pants. No, he needed to be. Even after all the years of abuse, the recent happenings, he still found himself crawling back to that wonderful feeling, the pressure in his abdomen as it built up from his groin and exploded in that wonderful yet short high.

He needed it.

With a skill learned from the depths of abuse, Alois moved his hand up and then down, his grip tightening and loosening as he experimented. Once more at the top, he stuck his thumb out, rubbing at the slit on the head of the others' cock, smearing the little beads of precum that were already starting to surface.

The blonde child could feel his own erection straining against his shorts, his movements quick and almost rough as he stood and dropped drawers, his boxers included.

Alois stood in all his glory in front of the blunette, teasingly stroking his length for the other to watch as he put on a short erotic show, continuing to masturbate himself openly.

Ciel's face showed neither disgust nor encouragement to the action, finding it more whore-ish than anything, though he kept his mouth shut.

"Alois, I don't have all night." He interrupted the other boy's fun with no hesitation, "Let's get this going."

"You're so demanding, Ciel-kun~." Warm hands reached into his boxers, pulling them from his waist and letting his blood filled organ spring forth, "But if you really want this, then let's get started."

Two of the elder's fingers forced their way into Ciel's mouth, the dark haired male forcing himself not to bite down as was his first instinct, instead, running his tongue over the appendages and thoroughly coating them. The sensation sent apprehensive shivers down the blonde's spine, removing his fingers a moment later.

Soon enough, a cool wet digit was circling his puckered entrance, prodding at the tightly shut opening before being forced inside. A breath hitched in the uke's throat as he felt the intruder wiggling around, the tip of his finger rubbing against his inner walls and sending a much more pleasant sensation through his young body than any of his other encounters.

He groaned out rather loudly to this, forcing himself to relax as Alois didn't wait long to add the second one; his own member weeping with the thought of feeling the others' tight heat surrounding him.

Mewls and pants filled the room, the occasional 'shlick' of the blonde's fingers stretching the other sounding out every once in a while. Soon enough, he was deemed prepared by the blonde, Alois hooking his hands behind the blunette's knees as he pushed his legs back and towards his head, positioning himself before he slid into the boy beneath him.

It was tight, and it was warm, pure bliss and just as great as he had imagined it to be. His pace was slow at first, finding it in himself to hold back from simply pounding into the other. He had had this done to him countless times, and now that he was on top, he was truly empowered.

"A-ah— there! What was that?"

The seme grinned a devious smirk as he found that sweet bundle of nerves inside the dark haired male, memorizing and abusing the spot, thrusting, panting, and sweating as he gave it all.

Without warning, he released his load into Ciel, coating his insides with his thick juices as he continued to move and ride out that delicious orgasm which he had been seeking. At the same time, Ciel's mouth was hanging open as he reached for his cock, gripping it and jerking himself to elation as he too came, his semen hitting the soft stomach of the one above him.

And just like that, it was over, the two drained, cum leaking from Ciel's entrance and staining the sheets; however, it didn't matter. Nothing did anymore, hence why he had even agreed to this.

He was already dead.

In the drawer, in the far back, wrapped in a cloth, lay an empty bottle; each pill swallowed and ingested by the young lord himself.

And sleep was finally upon him.

A cerulean eye, accompanied by a scarred and discolored one of lilac, closed, covered by pale lids for the last time. They would not open to see another day. His time was up, he was finally going to lay, to find his eternal sleep, and for once, the images of his parents would not be a dream, but a final reunion.

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At long last, I am drawing this story to a close. –sighs dramatically-

Yes, I did decide to kill Ciel in the end, but you all did get the yaoi that I promised. Do pardon if some parts of it seem a little vague, I didn't want to overdo it—though that doesn't seem too likely—.

Well, thank you all for reading, I really appreciate it.

Please leave a review and tell me your thoughts, ne?