Routine:

He's fairly certain this is how every game goes these days. By this point, it's just routine.

"Get off the billiards table, Alois."

The reply in turn is crisp, magnified by the curly smile that accompanies it. "I'd rather not. It's quite comfortable up here."

An inconvenient routine, but a routine nonetheless.

"This game is boring anyway," Alois continues, leaning back and placing his palms on the green table. "It's not fun watching you win all the time." At this he feigns a frown, but his legs kick forward and back playfully.

Ciel sighs. "Perhaps if you had any bit of patience, you'd learn rather than give up every time."

"I'm not impatient. I just prefer games that are actually fun."

The cue stick is set on the table and a dark blue eye flicks up, lips pressing together. "Such as?"

Alois rolls his head to the side and shrugs his shoulders, his grin becoming coy. "Oh, I don't know… hide and seek, for one. Make believe. Anything that involves going outside." He bends a toe forward, prodding Ciel in the leg. "But you don't like any of those."

"Because they're childish," Ciel says. "And hardly befitting of a sixteen year old."

Leaning forward again, Alois laughs. "They're entirely befitting if you know how to play them right. Hey, come here."

Ciel doesn't move right away. He gives Alois a pointed look and exhales loudly, as though troubled by having to move himself even just the smallest step over. At the ripe age of sixteen he's still shorter than Alois, something that is noticeable even when the blond is sitting.

Alois doesn't say anything. He brings one hand up to cradle Ciel's cheek, all while humming lightly to himself. He notices the twitch of Ciel's lips before he dips down to press a kiss to them.

"What other game would you have us play then?" he asks, drawing Ciel's face close and leaning forward so foreheads touch and blond and charcoal mixes together.

Ciel's cheeks darken with each moment that passes. "Cards," he says. "Checkers. Chess. Things that are appropriate to conduct in a public area."

"Hmm…" Alois takes a moment to contemplate this. It doesn't last long though; they're soon kissing again and this time, after a long few seconds, Ciel presses back despite his former objection regarding anything indecent for the public eye. It's brief and light, and so of course Alois has to dart his tongue out against Ciel's bottom lip just as he's pulling away.

"Fine," he declares. "Let's play cards, since we're evenly matched at that."

"Alright," Ciel mumbles. His face remains dusted with crimson even as Alois slides off the table and the two make their way out of the room.

Routine is routine, but that still doesn't mean he's completely used to it.