Cielois One Shots

Art Class

Requested by @_unpretty_princess_ 

!WARNING! This chapter may contain mature themes such as nudity, sex and gay shit. You have been !WARNED! And before this starts I want to make sure you know that their ages, again, are 19 and 21, Ciel being the former and Alois being the latter. I AM NOT MAKING CHILD PORNOGRAPHY DAMMIT! Thank you, and enjoy!

Ciel loved his art class. Was he exceptionally good at art? No. Did he like drawing, painting or sculpting? Hell no. Was he looking forward to seeing that beautiful creature again? Definitely. 

Ciel was forced into taking an art class for his last semester of his freshman year of college. His counselor explained to him that he either had to join a club or take at least one elective per year. Instead of being social, he chose the latter option and his counselor recommended art. Ciel would have preferred an acting class or something that he could conceivably do, but he took the class anyway. 

After several weeks of "sketching" and "painting" nothing but fruit bowls and flower arrangements in a style which Ciel's professor kindly called, "contemporary", Ciel was frustrated to a degree he didn't even know was possible. That is, until they started a new unit. The teacher had written "The Human Body" on the white board and Ciel was extremely nervous. If he couldn't even make a bowl of fruit look right, how the hell was he going to draw something as complicated as a person? 

But all of his worries slipped away when the model they would be using for the next few weeks stepped in. A slightly toned, pale boy about his age with stark blonde hair and striking blue eyes dressed in nothing but a silky bath robe. He was introduced as Alois and the teacher told him to pose with the single stool in the middle of the classroom. Alois nodded and dropped his robe, revealing everything for Ciel to see, and sat himself on the stool, crossing his legs and tilting his head just slightly.

As everyone began to sketch their mannequins, Ciel's pencil didn't move. All he could do was stare at the perfectly pale boy before him. Alois, having done this several times before, looked around the room for something that might entertain him while he waited. His eyes stopped on a frail boy with dark blue hair. An eye patch was placed over his right eye and the eye that he could see was a deep shade of blue that Alois had never seen before. 

He noticed that the boy wasn't moving his pencil and he smirked, sending him a wink before going back to his posing. Ciel was startled by this, not knowing if it was real or if he had just imagined it. Anyway, this helped him to realize that he had to begin drawing, and he did the best he could while blushing like a baboon's backside. After an hour had passed, the class was dismissed and Alois dawned his robe again. Ciel, still beet red, began to pack his things and placed the beginning of his, again, "contemporary" portrait into his locker. 

Today was a new day and Ciel had finally begun to take his art class as seriously as the rest. Had it taken a hot guy to do it, yes, but can you blame him? When you're an 18 year old gay virgin, you'll take anything. He spent most of the day wondering what Alois was like, doing his best to focus on his classes, but that didn't seem to be going well. The name Alois floated in and out of his mind all day until his last class. Art. He got to class early, bringing out his materials and setting everything up. While he was doing this, there was a light tap on his shoulder.

Ciel turned around and quickly turned 50 shades of red (because you know what I mean). "Hello! You're a student here, right?" the blonde boy asked. Alois had taken an interest in the blue haired student, finding his entire demeanor intriguing. Alois always loved to mess with shy kids. "Y-yes! Yes I am!" Ciel spluttered, not knowing what to say. The nude model that he had been thinking of all day was talking to him. With clothes, thankfully. Ciel was quite relieved by this minor detail.