"Didn’t think you were much of a fan of sweets, to be honest." And that was because of the other’s comments about him eating sugary things. Not that it mattered if the other did or didn’t like them, but it was slightly amusing to see the other indulge in such a thing.
Following Sebastian, he shrugged at the added comment. It was true. It wasn’t just the once the other saw him half naked, but that was his job. There was nothing particularly special about that. Many have seen him like that, and more than once as well. They were no more than strangers, either.
"True, but I haven’t twisted your arm to come and see me. That’s your choice." He was slightly tempted to ask why the other felt the need to see him and not any of the others. It was known who had what appointments lined up and Sebastian was never on any one else’s list. Normally that would be somewhat creepy, but maybe the other just didn’t like change? Or maybe Ciel should feel a bit flattered that the other spent the money for his time.
This was a bit complicated with this customer.
"Maybe, but that doesn’t mean you know much more than what my job is, and I have a habit of eating sweets. That hardly makes for being considered anything else." Was his comment necessary? Maybe not. Perhaps it could have been worded in a better way that didn’t seem to suggest they get to know each other, but what was the harm, really?
“I’m not,“ the man shrugged, “But I can enjoy something sweet every once in a while.“ No need to be as obsessed with sweets as the young male.
Surely it was true that being seen half naked was the other’s job but the ravenette had been at the club quite a few times, and they had already talked a bit the last time they had met outside of work. Perhaps they could already be considered acquaintances. Someone you didn’t honestly know but would greet when crossing ways with them.
Yes, acquaintances certainly was a better word than strangers.
“Ah, no, can’t exactly say that you forced me to come,“ Sebastian stated, even though with the young stripper being attractive and interesting like that, taking the male’s thoughts in his possession, he felt like he never had much of a chance to not return to the club. “It is my choice. And not a single regret was felt.“ With this said – and not without a smirk on his lips – the man took a seat.
The ravenette did hope that he wasn’t freaking the other out. Or he had hoped, really, because if Ciel would find his presence to be uncomfortable then he wouldn’t have suggested having a meal together. It was obvious that the man only was interested in seeing the young stripper, never the others, and Sebastian could guess that much but why would he want to see anyone else when he had found his favorite?
It shouldn’t be a problem; would it?
With the words the other uttered he had set up Sebastian’s next comment, honestly. “Well if you feel like I don’t know enough then you’re always free to tell me more.“ The ravenette was curious, after all, more so after having the brief conversation with the young male at the cafe. “I know where you work, that you enjoy sugary food and that you’re willing to have me accompany you for meals. So what are you doing when you’re neither half naked nor eating cake?“
⊰✙∬ ”Her name is Geist and she’s not a mutt, she’s a wolf.. they’re different. How many times do I have to tell you this?” Eleanor didn’t know if he had done this on purpose or simply had forgotten about those little details. Knowing his memory and how he rarely forgot anything, she assumed it was the first one and yet she let his words bother him.’
All the things that she was planning on doing were already running through her mind. Next time he woke up, she was going to start from causing him some minimal pain, only to increase it little by little. Doing this was going to make it last longer than what it just did. She only needed to control herself and she was going to keep this in mind. ”We’re going to need more than a few knives, a hammer and something to remove those nails of his.. they can cause some trouble.”
"I’m going to serve that poor cat some food, I don’t want to catch one of those mice that are probably roaming around and eat that instead." It was just like Eleanor to worry more about the health of an animal than that of any human, it was impossible for them to betray, along with many other things.
She looked at the man on the floor for a last time, in hopes he had woken up. There was no change in him and this only made her feel some disappointment. ”I’ll be in the kitchen. —I would tie him to something, maybe this one is quite smart and attempts to leave. Not that he would succeed, but it will save us some trouble.”
The female didn’t have to tell him at all; there was no need to tell him another time. He knew. He knew that the damn animal’s name was Geist and that it was a wolf, not a dog. But that didn’t mean that the demon would acknowledge this. Sebastian would still prefer it if the animal simply wouldn’t be there but he would have to give up arguing about this. There was no point. The blonde would never let go of her pet. “I suppose that I am aware,“ was his only comment, voice not as taunting as it usually would be because it would only be annoying to allow the mood to drop because of this now.
They had other things to take care of.
Sebastian was looking forward to whatever the ghost was planning and he himself had a few ideas, as well. They would have to be more careful for the next round, though. It had only taken them minutes to cause the stranger to pass out, the pain and blood loss too much for him to take. He was a weak human; they needed to keep that in mind. Unlike Eleanor, however, the man didn’t intend to use any tools. That was her task; he would rather use his hands this time.
And whatever the blonde would offer to him with her own actions. The man‘s nails might come in handy later.
“Understood, that should not be an issue.“
Keir was surely feeling lonely and the demon was content to know that she would get something to eat in a moment. Having her chase a mouse wasn’t the most pleasant thought. That was something they shared – they both cared about the small animal more than about a human.
The ravenette looked thoughtful hearing the female’s next suggestion. Would it be necessary to bind the man? Or wouldn’t it be more amusing to watch him desperately try to flee once he woke up? Sebastian wouldn’t decide right away and so he didn’t comment on it. Instead, not without a subtle grimace, the demon did as he had been told, lifting the stranger up on one arm – the cracking noise clearly telling him that he had broken it with this choice – to bring him into a different room.
He would quickly gather the requested tools and then, they only had to wait for the man to be conscious again.
It wasn’t that he wasn’t interested in Sebastian’s hobbies and interests, but cats were a less than enthusiastic topic for him. They weren’t awful, but when you’re allergic to something, there is the chance of not being overly fond of it.
"You would want to practice?" He was amused by the thought. "But if you’re not very good at them, surely you have tried before, so…would it really help?" Ciel said it in a slightly teasing tone, not wanting the other to think he was serious or insulting him. Games were easier for some, and it seemed Sebastian was one of those who wasn’t the best at them. Maybe it was a lack of interest, or maybe he really was just not the best at them, either way it didn’t matter much. A difference in hobbies wasn’t necessarily bad.
Not that they were anything more than acquaintances at this point.
"Feel free to think of something if you want to." Though, if Sebastian suggested it, he could only assume that the other wanted to at least think about coming up with something.
Their conversation was coming to an end, but at the mention of Sebastian getting ready Ciel felt a blush creep up his face. He was going to work, and Ciel remembered what he last saw him wearing…or rather not wearing. “Ah…it was nice talking to you as well…. I suppose I shouldn’t keep you since you’re busy. Bye.”
Maybe that was understandable. Sebastian himself didn’t have to suffer through allergic reactions so he could only just imagine how unpleasant and annoying those could be. When it came to perhaps spending time with Ciel, it was a good thing that he didn’t own a cat.
The stripper let a puff of air escape from between his lips. “I can make it help, just wait,“ the ravenette joked, now indeed set on playing against the other even when it wasn’t something he would usually do. Ciel would surely kick his ass in a matter of seconds but he would be damned if he wouldn’t try. Maybe he could make the young male smile with such a weak attempt at winning a video game.
Though, it was true that it wasn’t a bad thing that they didn’t share this hobby. It would get them to try new things if they would end up meeting each other more often from now on, perhaps.
“I will. Though, it’s not like you couldn’t just send a message even when you haven’t thought of something.“ The young man should never feel as though a conversation wasn’t welcome. He just might have to wait for a bit to get a response when Sebastian was working. “Ah, you aren’t keeping me. Thank you for spending time talking to me, now I know what to think of to put a smile on my face,“ the man answered, his tone not quite as teasing as it could be. “Have a good day then. Bye.“
It had been a good decision to simply call Ciel. His words hadn’t been a lie.
Raising a brow at the comment, Ciel gave a small smirk. “Oh? Joining in having something sweet?” After the teasing he received he was thinking the other never bothered to indulge in such things. What a pity that would be.
If he knew the other’s thoughts about losing a finger, Ciel would have denied such a thing. Maybe he would bite, but not just cut off Sebastian’s finger.
He wasn’t that cruel.
"That looks fine to me," he said in response to the table being pointed out.
A moment later, however, he snorted. The other had seen him before. At the cafe, but also at work. Yes, he saw quite a bit of him. “I’m not sure being seen half naked is the same as being seen enough to not be considered strangers, really.” Maybe that was a bit bold to say in public, but it didn’t seem like anyone was listening to them, and if they were, that’s what they got for eavesdropping.
“Why not?“ the man retorted, though he didn’t really expect a reply. Of course he had taunted the other male about always craving something sweet but that wouldn’t hinder him from joining in. He should choose a different one than Ciel though – maybe the stripper would want a taste to see what to get if he would ever come back there.
Being bitten wasn’t that much better than having one’s finger cut off, was it?
Ah well, perhaps that depended on the situation.
“Well then,“ Sebastian nodded, content to lead the way to the table. As they had last met at the small cafe, the other had sat right before the window. It could have been coincidence but just in case, the ravenette had chosen a table next to a window there now, as well. Watching people could be interesting.
The comment Ciel uttered caught him off guard a bit seeing that it was quite bold but the other was somewhat right, the man had to admit that much. “It wasn’t just one time though,“ the ravenette replied in a singsong voice, waiting for the young male to take a seat first as he casted him a smirk. “I suppose that has to count for something.“