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Claude blinked in surprise. "Is that what your worried about?" He pulled back a little, thinking. "I don't think that I'm about to become fully human anytime soon. Sammael had been that state for over 4 centuries and I am no different from him. Sure, I now eat human food. It lessens my craving for human souls, but the craving is still there....more....controllable, I don't think that would ever go away." He nuzzled Sebastian affectionately.
"As for my real name....I still remember it, I'm not that far gone...." With those words, he let go of Sebastian and stepped back, pulling the bathrobe open and letting it fall to the floor. Claude shifted into his full demon form, smirking. "I have an appreciation for the richer nuances of human-like emotions that I' have gained. "

"You mean my true name?" Claude smiled, kissing him. He was unconcerned with the new depth of emotions he could now feel. To him it was the most interesting event to happen to him for many many years. In the long lives of demons, they grew bored easily and Claude was enjoying this deviation from the status quo quite immensely.
Every day, he experienced something knew, a deeper appreciation for poetry for example. But the best part of it was his love for Sebastian, seeing him smile and hearing him say that he loved him too was worth a million human souls.
"All you need to do is ask my love." He said.

Claude smirked, His eyes drifting over Sebastian's form. Then leaning in close to his ear, whispered. "My name is Thammuz."

Standing on the roof of the manor, Sammael had finished that night's chores, and had set up the kitchens and the pantry so that Sebastian could easily and quickly make breakfast the next morning. Though, he had smirked when he placed the silver tea tray in a different spot every morning for Claude to seek out.
The cat-demon's smiled faded as he thought about all the tricks and pranks he pulled on the spider.....Why did he do it? Was it more then just for his amusement? And why only Claude? Sam never pulled pranks on Sebastian, in fact he was more helpful then anything to the Crow demon.
Sammael shifted to his other foot uncomfortably.
Part of it had to do with his unresolved feelings of humiliation of being forced to submit his virginity to the Spider Butler. He felt his face grow warm and hot as he remembered being tied down and exposed. Yes, the sex had indeed felt incredible, but he was forced against his will to feel pleasure.....and it was Claude who ultimately penetrated him.

Sammael huffed, No amount of tricks would satisfy his need to feel vindicated. He would have to think of some other way....
The demon let his mind wander for a moment,

It was earlier on that day, when Claude was tiding up in the library, Sam had been napping on a chair nearby, curled up as a small black cat.
He had opened his eyes when he heard that familiar swish, swish of the feather duster stop.
Claude had picked up a book of poetry that was left on the table from the night before, he intended on putting it back but was now reading it. His attention caught by the words on the page, Claude's lips moved as he spoke the words in a low quiet voice.

"And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. "

Claude never noticed the black cat watching him, his golden eyes were lost to the real world. Deep into dreams, into fantasy. A lost gaze of one who was in love.

Sammael felt something like a cramp in his chest. He shook his head to clear the memory away. "So what if he takes interest in poetry? It will pass as soon as he consumes a human soul. Then he will go back to being a cold heartless demon....."
He stilled his words, trying to bite them back. Why this regret all of a sudden?

"That blasted cat!" Claude cursed as he went thorough all the cupbords in the kitchen looking for that tea-tray. Ciel's tea was nearly ready.
"Looking for something, Claude?"
Claude looked up to see Sammael standing nonchalantly in the door way. In a blink of an eye, Claude had Sam pined to the wall with one hand. "I am getting tired of your games little kitty, where have you hidden it this time?"
Sammael gulped. Claude was far from being patient this morning. Sam stared into Claude's face, his emotions clear in his eyes, exactly like a humans.
Sebastien may show the same face, but never shows it in his eyes like the way Claude's does..... The clear truth came to Sammael right then. Sebastian! He has not....
"It's in the pantry, lower shelf, under the can of beans" He said quickly.
Claude, satisfied that the cat had told him, let him go to go look for the said tea-tray and make Ciel his morning tea.

Claude nodded an assent and quickly had the tea tray put together, he walked swiftly out of the kitchen, down the halls to the room where Ciel and Isabella waited.
He put the tray down. Apologizing profusely on the lateness.


Sammael rubbed his neck, frowning. "You are right Sebastian, I really shouldn't prompt him to anger....it might be dangerous." He paused and looked at the other Demon. "Sebastian, I must ask you....even thought it has been a shorter time since the last time you've consumed a soul. Haven't you felt.....any difference since then?"

"What about your feelings for Claude?" Sammael asked, the frown still on his face. "Do you genuinely have feelings for him? Because it's very clear to me that if you haven't changed at all then you do not feel as intensely the same emotions that he does for you."
He wasn't sure why he needed to know this so much, but it felt that he needed to know, he could sympathize with Claude, being of the same kind, A demon with a human-heart and Sam's heart wanted nothing more then to try to protect the vulnerable newborn thing. He thought that all this time he had been the only one, a fluke a freak. one against a million. Alone.

"My apologies, My Lord." Claude said as he poured tea for Ciel and Isabella. "Sebastian will be up with your breakfast shortly."
Isabella was smiling, "Thank you." She said as he places her cup in front of her. "...I made a little something for you Claude." She said, holding a flat box. "I hope that you like it, I practiced and spent a lot of time on it. Kneel."
Claude blinked, but did as ordered. He heard her open the box and place something on top of his head. "...????"
Isabella had placed a finely knitted doily on his head like a cap.
"There, all that you where missing in your flat was a bit of decoration."

Sammael sighed as Sebastian left. I hope he knows what he's doing....


Later that day after the morning chores where done, Claude had placed the doily on the mantle piece in their main room. He smiled, it was silly thing Isabella had done, even thought he had kept his professional composure He had delighted in hearing Sebastian laugh.
Claude looked around, It was rather bland, there where no paintings on the walls, no little items that added to decor or warmth. The little doily was the only adornment in the whole place. There wasn't even any flowers.
Flowers?

Ciel was doing an inspection of his candy factory that day and had brought Isabella along. She was holding a whole boxfull of her favorite Cherry-cordial chocolates, normally they would be mixed variously, but for this visit she got special attention.