Kuroshitsuji FanFiction –

Dance for Me

{this is a fanfiction where Cielo and Alois (if you don't know who thosr two are you need to watch more kuroshitsuji) are strippers and Sebastian and Claude are customers, the four become entranced with one another and the story follows their romance, pairings are Grelliam (WillxGrell) SebaCiel (SebastianXCiel) and ClAlois (ClaudeXAlois) rated M for a reason and definite adult content later in the chapters.}

Chapter One

A tall, vibrant red-head stood on a darkened, softly red lighted, dancing stage, dressed in a full burlesque dress, his outfit consisting of a red and black steel-bone corset connected to a puffed up lace skirt and barely covered with a red naval-style long coat, complete with epaulettes on the shoulders. As well as a commanding navy cap, Grell engraved across the metal rectangle over the front of the hat in a cursive script. His legs were hidden by thin black tights and thigh his red leather boots. The entire outfit finished with a covering or silver glitter skulls and the red glasses perched delicately on the bridge of his nose.

Beside him stood the exact opposite, in his black suit and tie with a white dress shirt, and slim, professional black glasses, William T. Spears didn't look like the owner of 'The Crimson Dance Lounge', the most openly gay strip club found in their city. Nope, first and foremost William was a Business, it was only because of Grell that he'd bought the failing 'Call Girl Lounge' and made into a better strip club for his lover, the other had always imagined himself to be Tess from the film 'Burlesque'. Grell had always had a head for business, even as a child in the orphanage with his two 'brothers', he'd earned them money by doing a job for their 'warden', Madam Hruska, and using the money to buy things they could sell to make money.

As he looked around the darkness around the stage he couldn't help but think about how he'd raised this place from little more than someone's basement full of girls who didn't want to be there. Now everything shimmered in that way that only new things could, everything and everyone was clean and safe, there was a full bar and full set of staff happy to be there. He gave the same small smirk that filled his face every night when he got on the stage.

"Well hello, Ladies." He said loudly. "I hope you don't mind, but we have a pretty little blonde who wants to come show you they can move?" there was uproar from the crowd, as always whenever the dancers intros were said, customers just wanted to see the dancers, they didn't care about the words he was saying, but he'd learnt if he riled them up they spent more money on drinks, etc.

"Well, with no further ado."

"Because we wanna' get paid!" was shouted from behind the curtain, the crowd laughed at the simple joke as William pursed his lips, the expression gone as quickly as it had come.

"Well, you know what they say honey, diamonds are a slut's best friend!" with that the two walked down the aisle that led to more aisles between the rows of seats, if you sat there you had a better chance of getting a free lap-dance that happened during every performance. For every dancer on stage you got a free lap-dance during the song. It was dancer's discretion.

With that The song itself began to blare from the speakers around the room. The intro began with the curtain raising as the twin spotlights fell on Alois and Elizabeth, the two sliding down the fake-diamond rear curtain like it was a pole. Alois was wearing fake diamond crusted booty shorts held up b five buttons at the front and a pair of black glittering suspenders that stuck to his body like they were glued there, probably because they were, a silver collar and cold wristbands along with silvery make up softening his appearance. The only dark on his were the hugely-heeled black leather boots that finished at mid-thigh. Elizabeth however, had gone for a more minimalist approach, by which I mean she was wearing the bare minimum amount of clothing possible, her outfit starts with an elegant up-do, a few delicate curls framing her face, while her make-up was similar to Alois', hers was far more dramatic and lined with black, she was wearing two scraps of lace that could barely be called a bra and thong and they had a few diamonds here and there. She didn't wear anything else other than a pair of dazzling gold stilettos that had straps ending somewhere near her knee.

"A kiss on the hand," Alois and Elizabeth blew a kiss to the audience, a few customers reaching up to catch them.

"May be quite continental," Alois and Elizabeth stood together and over exaggerated a fake giggle with one another.

"But diamonds" Alois and Elizabeth wriggled their fingers around until their fingers touched and Alois smacked her finger before tittering falsely and striding away to start choosing his lucky winner.

"Are a girl's best friend." Alois went to drop down on a guy's lap and saved himself from doing so last moment when he saw something glimmering under the guy's belt, he threw a look to William who in turn threw one to Bard. They would check it out after the dance.

"A kiss may be grand" they each lent down to someone new and kissed their cheek, the guy with yellow eyes for Alois.

"But, it won't pay the rental."

Meanwhile backstage Ciel was getting ready for his solo performance, he loved dancing here, even if it meant he sometimes fell asleep during his morning lectures, it was good money, not including the tips, he gets to drink for free on his nights off, and William and Grell were fair, if slightly stern, bosses. The only real problem was Elizabeth, she was a horrible girl with an annoying high squeaky voice and a habit of being seriously rude with an attitude to boot. Her, Ciel and Alois clashed more than they probably should and it pissed William off to no end. Alois was Ciel's best friend. They'd been best friend and nearly brothers since they'd met at the park when they were five. Alois was Ciel's only real friend, the one he'd tell everything thing to, and the one who'd been there before AND after everything had gone to shit when he was nine.

By now he was he was rolling up his stockings and attaching them to his booty shorts. Normally Alois did this for him and it pissed him off that he had to do it alone because SHE wanted a duet. He knew Alois would subtly upstage her and make her regret it, but it still hurt that he had to forgo his pre-show ritual because she wanted to play bitch, again.

He started applying his makeup, giving up on the stockings for the minute when someone chuckled behind him. He jumped and spun around grabbing his collar and attaching it and his eye-patch quickly, hiding the scars around his eyes and throat, he didn't need to hid the ones on his wrist because he already had his wristbands on.

Standing in front of him was a tall, slim man, with some muscle and built in a similar way to William, his eyes were a deep red, his hair was black as night and he had a rugged, uneven smirk on his face.

"Hi." He said simply taking a stride forward and kneeling down in front of Ciel.

"Wh-What are you doing, freak!" he said trying to push him off.

"I'm helping you get dressed, My Lord." The joke made Ciel smile a soft, small smile that softened his usually angry features. He decided to play along and studied his nails "Well, what are you waiting for, peasant." He said in his haughtiest voice, pretending to barely notice the way the other's arms moved around his fixing his shorts and stockings together.

By the time they'd finished Ciel wasn't sure he'd be able to walk never mind dance for the hard on he was sporting.

"I have to go dance now, go find a seat in the rows of the audience, I'll see about getting you a dance."

"I'm Sebastian." The other called after him.

"Ciel!" he called back as he stood behind the curtain waiting for Grell and William to announce him.

Sebastian headed back out to the audience and sat in the back, smirking softly, William was frowning warningly at him and he just widened his smirk, waiting for Etta to finish her soulful beginning so Ciel should start dancing. He was entranced by the younger man, the way his body moved gracefully but with attitude as well. Sebastian could tell he loved the clothes he was wearing by the way every dance move had some kind of touching of the fabric. Everything about the boy was a perfect combination of rugged and sensual, sexy and sweet.

Sebastian watched the boy prowl down the aisle, jutting his hips to Etta's soulful commands. He headed down the aisle and went to the man directly in front of him, he stroked the man's cheek making Sebastian growl lowly and his eyes flash with jealousy, Ciel smirked and shoved the other man's head back, stepping across the aisles towards Sebastian. The smirk replanted itself on Sebastian's face and his work slacks started to tighten. Ciel sat himself down in Sebastian's lap and raised a single eyebrow at the sizeable erection he felt underneath his rear end.

Still he continued to dance, becoming turned on even more himself and moaning softly, for once it wasn't quite a false one, though he had done it louder than he normally would for the benefit of the audience. While he was dancing Ciel slipped a phone number into Sebastian's breast pocket.

Meanwhile Alois was getting changed behind the rear curtain and watching Ciel dance out of the corner of his eye. Beside him Elizabeth was changing as well, right as a guy, as small as Alois with black hair that had teal tips went and too Ciel's seat at the three seat vanity mirror area.

"Hey!" He barked at the boy, who looked like a deer caught in Alois' headlights, "That's CIEL's seat. Not yours. Newbies get the broken one in the corner, you work your way up in this place." He didn't bother to tell the boy that that mirror would be fixed by tomorrow, he'd pissed Alois off sitting in Ciel's seat.

"Oh don't be mean to the poor boy Al"

"That is NOT my name Bitch." He mumbled

"It's obvious the boy couldn't dance if he wanted to, he's CLEARLY just a servant; probably for me to help me change. Not all of us are sluts." Lizzie said right as the tall guy with yellow eyes from Alois' audience wandered backstage.

"I am a dancer. And you are mean." The boy said fiercely though his face still showed fear.

"Look kid," Alois began, turning his chair to look at the boy without the use of his mirror "I'm Alois, I'm sorry for being rude, but that's my brother's seat and I don't like people taking it, normally me and Ciel go on together y'know? But queen bitch over here wanted a duet so I got stuck with her since we look alike. But believe me that is where the similarities END." He finished and also finished changing into his final outfit. The boy was already dressed in his outfit but his makeup needed some serious work. Alois took a long look and sighed while keeping his eye on the yellow-eyed man hiding behind the curtain, as if waiting for a way to introduce himself. "Hey goldy-eyes get in or out, I got work to do on this boy."

"W-Work?" the boy stuttered nervously.

"Sure, Honey." Alois laid his hand on the boy's shoulder and sat the boy down in his own chair. "We need to fix this makeup before you go on." With that he began and within five minutes the boy's hair was perfectly coiffed and his makeup fantastic and dramatic. "All done. Now Ciel is coming off so get on stage and wait for your cue.

"Thank-you so much! I look soooo much better. I'm Jay, wanna' hang after the show?" At Alois' nod he ran off.

"So, what can I do you for Goldy?" Alois asked putting his makeup and hair kit away and locking the draw it was kept in.

"You are Alois right?" He asked and at Alois' nod continued "I'm Claude, Claude Faustus, I'm Willy's big brother.

"Willy?" Alois asked, managing to keep the giggle from his lips.

"William, er, your boss." He said his hands finding their way into his pocket.

"I've been watching you dance for a while, I was wondering whether you wanted to go on a date sometime." He asked; there was the tiniest possible hint of nerves in the taller man's voice but other than that he seemed casually relaxed if not slightly professional.

"Well, are you a dom?" Alois asked bluntly. After he'd said it Alois could immediately see a change in Claude, the soft smile morphed into a feral smirk that filled his face and his eyes glinted.

"I'm one of the harshest doms you'll ever meet. And if you decide on me, the last you'll ever want to be with."

"Good." Alois stated bluntly and took on a haughty persona, his chin tipped up and his eyes shining. "Because I'm the biggest brat of a sub ever." He smirked and sat down in his chair. He elegantly crossed one booted leg over the other and grinned.