A Spider's Intentions || Claude x Alois ||

A Spider's Intentions: Chapter 8

Chapter 8: Confessions

[ Claude's POV ]

   Fuck. He was so stupid! Such and inexcusable, unworthy, and unacceptable excuse for a butler! Had he really told this blonde haired beauty that he'd spill his feelings to him in the morning? The feelings that a demon like him shouldn't of had in the first place?

/Damn./

   Claude ran a shaky, bony hand through tousled ebony locks, his glasses set neatly on the side table from the night before. His lips were dry and his mouth tasted like alcohol, although he did not recall drinking any at all. Thick, dark lashes lowered reluctantly over piercing golden hues, not ever wanting to take his hazy eyes off the male before him.

   The spider demon felt unbelievably stupid when he realized that he was staring blankly down at the beautiful blonde that lay against his chest, cold hands desperately trying to cover the large blush that formed on milky cheeks.

Ah..

   This boy was so cute, what with his tired eyes and ruffled hair that fell into sky blue hues.

   "It's complicated, Your Highness," he began quietly, gingerly pulling back the sheets to display both of their bare bodies as one, legs tangled together and arms draped across hips and shoulders. He searched around for the extremity of which he was looking for, and when he found it, gently lift the boy's hand back up to rest flat on his chest, right above his left breast pocket.

   "..Here. Do you feel that? It's my heart. Demons are not beings of feelings or emotions, /Love./"

   There was a steady tap-tap-tap beneath the skin, his heart, which had been stilled for so long, pumping out quick beats. The man's lips began to form an even larger smirk after a moment's pause, leaning forward to teasingly nip his ear and whisper to him.

"..And it only beats for you, Alois Trancy."