21 Days of Kuroshitsuji Party Post!
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Re: Ciel/Sebastian - Fake romance - FILL 1/?
Date: 2015-10-14 06:01 am (UTC)Ciel waved away the silent suggestion of sugar or cream and lifted the cup. Too hot to drink, but he liked to watch the steam curling away into the air. "Please tell me it isn't another brothel." Ciel wished England's criminal underground would find less lascivious meeting points. Brothels were always so awkward to infiltrate -- even at fifteen, nobody believed he was there to purchase, and he always spent more of the night evading perverts than finding clues.
"No, my lord." Sebastian did not smirk, which would be most unseemly. "You recall the ringleader dabbles in poetry; he is a member of a society of likeminded artists.”
“And I won’t have to dress like a girl again, will I?” asked Ciel. No matter how dangerous the quick-sprouting radical terrorist cell was, there were some things he still hated to do in the Queen's service. He'd had to wear a dress again only a month ago, infiltrating a corrupt opera house, and he was certain Sebastian had only insisted on the ruse for his own amusement.
Sebastian had the gall to laugh. “No, my lord. There’s no shortage of young men hanging about the group. Though, if my sources are to be believed, that may pose quite another problem.
Ciel set down his teacup. “What sort of problem?” he asked, though he had a fair idea already.
“The young men, most of them actors, the occasional servant or urchin plucked up in charity, are often seen as -- available, to the men of the group.”
Ciel wrinkled his nose. Yet another aspect to add to the investigation. If the young men were being abused, he’d feel obligated to release them by any expedient means. But he’d come to learn over the past several years of dabbling in the criminal underground that not all deviance was unwelcome. It was just as likely the young men were manipulating their older patrons.
Still, though. “I do not wish to be seen as available,” he said firmly. There were times it was necessary to play the lure; he did not think this was one of them.
Sebastian nodded. “Yes, my lord. You are, of course, free to reject any advances.”
Ciel rolled his eyes. “If this is the den of iniquity you paint it as, I doubt such rejections would not cause a stir. You must find me another solution.”
Sebastian gave half a bow. “Of course, my lord. I’ve given the matter some thought. If you seem to be already spoken for, I believe it should deter most advances. The rest you can gracefully decline by means of your prior commitment.”
Ciel stared. “With you?”
“That was to be my next point.”
Ciel reached for a scone and took the butter knife when Sebastian passed the dish to him. He wasn’t blushing. Certainly, he wasn’t blushing. And besides, he couldn’t think of a more elegant alternative. The pretense would give Ciel a reason to accompany Sebastian in the first place, since he'd never met their contact, in addition to helping him fend off unwanted advances. “Very well,” he said. “I look forward to seeing you hopelessly besotted with me.”
--
Though maintaining a serene facade was by now second nature, Ciel felt terribly exposed as they entered the conspirators’ hideout. He was dressed too simply -- no coat, only slim-fitting vest and shirt.
It was a discreet little salon. A shabby little building in a shabby part of town. The combined cost of the wine bottles strewn about certainly matched the cost of the building itself. The well-dressed dilettantes within seemed to revel in the show of poverty. Second sons and distaff cousins all of them -- nobody, thankfully, Ciel recognized. There were perhaps two dozen people in the room -- mostly men, but a handful of women. Ages ranged from only a year or two older than Ciel to one man in his fifties, but most seemed to be in their late twenties or early thirties. Ciel could pick out the actors, urchins, writers, and nobles by their dress, though everyone was dressing above or below their proper station.
Most paid Ciel no mind. They were far more interested in Sebastian. The butler cut a striking figure, all in black save the deep red of his cravat and the rubies at his cuffs. It was rather melodramatic, Ciel thought, but everyone else seemed very impressed. He blamed it on the wine.
Time to begin assessing the situation. There was a small knot of young people chattering in the corner, and he started moving in their direction when a hand caught his elbow.
“And where do you think you’re going?” said Sebastian warmly. Not an order, he wouldn’t dare, but a reminder that they had a role to play. Sebastian apparently had particular ideas about how to play it.
Ciel forced himself to smile instead of glare, and acquiesced to follow Sebastian towards a group at the back of the smoky room. Two nobles, two artists, and one man Ciel could not quite classify. He had to be the ringleader, Lord Greene. They’d all stood as Sebastian and Ciel approached, and one of the artists -- a sculptor, Ciel remembered from the briefing on their contact -- took it upon himself to introduce Sebastian to the group. No personal introductions for Ciel; Sebastian merely said, “And this is my friend, Ciel.”
As his hand lingered on Ciel’s shoulder, the other men smiled.
Ciel affected boredom and kept his eyes on Sebastian. There was some reason he’d prevented him from interrogating the other youths. It must be that the ringleader was here after all. They hadn’t anticipated his presence. As he was by all accounts a sharper man than most of those in his circle, this operation had turned into a trust-building exercise rather than an intelligence mission. It was too dangerous for the newcomers to interview the old guard.
This left Ciel with little to do but stay close and wait until it was no longer rude to leave. They sat together on an overstuffed sofa. Ciel barely hesitated before shifting as close as he could to Sebastian’s side. Their thighs pressed together and Sebastian casually, without even looking, placed a hand on Ciel’s knee.
Well-accustomed to the demon's touch, Ciel simply settled in closer and let his gaze drift around the room. He'd become invisible the moment Sebastian laid a hand on him. The lack of attention was refreshing, actually. Perhaps they should do this more often; he was free to simply listen in on the banal conversation and observe the salon's other occupants.
Most were entirely uninteresting. Two young actors were flirting over a shared flask, and Ciel briefly met the eyes of the older man watching them. A woman, a painter by her hands, gestured too grandly and laughed too loudly to the two lordlings she held entranced.
Another young woman was the only one who held Ciel's attention. She was in her early twenties and wore her hair in long, loose curls. Her accent was just a few steps up from the gutter, but her dress was expensive from the fabric to the cut to the tailoring. More significantly, she seemed to be making a methodical circuit of the room. She spoke briefly in turn to each small group she passed, and her eyes were constantly roving.
Ciel kept his expression carefully blank when she looked his way. From the attention she paid to this corner, she was clearly Lord Greene's creature patrolling the salon.
Yes, Sebastian had made the right call keeping Ciel at his side. Perhaps Ciel would even admit it to the butler's face.
Long fingers shifted along his thigh, and Ciel utterly lost his train of thought.
Re: Ciel/Sebastian - Fake romance - FILL 1/?
Date: 2015-10-14 07:03 am (UTC)O.O
You've got my attention!
Re: Ciel/Sebastian - Fake romance - FILL 1/?
Date: 2015-10-14 02:52 pm (UTC)Re: Ciel/Sebastian - Fake romance - FILL 1/?
Date: 2015-10-20 01:46 pm (UTC)What a revealing description, to have Ciel relaxing into the anonymity of his new role. He's such an introverted character that it absolutely makes sense for him to enjoy getting the chance to fade into the background for once, the way he usually can't because of his youth and position. That line about his being accustomed to Sebastian's touch was also great. I love how easily they are falling into their new roles.
I also love that Sebastian is settling into this new role as perfectly as he does everything else. The few hints of their changed dynamics have been fascinating. Sebastian using Ciel's given name is one of my favorite things ever! And how hilarious that Ciel, of all people, thought Sebastian's clothes were melodramatic! Does he even pay attention to how Sebastian dresses him every day? :D
And that ending! Please don't leave us hanging, anon author! I can't wait to see where this goes! :D
Re: Ciel/Sebastian - Fake romance - FILL 1/?
Date: 2015-10-21 12:55 am (UTC)Ahh thank you for the lovely comment! Totally made my day! :D I should have another part up today or tomorrow -- I actually moved this weekend and don't have internet at my new place yet, which has been problematic.
Also I feel so dumb, I meant to give Ciel some sort of pseudonym for the ruse but I forgot to edit it in -_- Oh well.