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One of his palms trailed south along the Phantomhive’s body; he’d grown to be quite the attractive man, when comparing him to the child he had been. Remembering those paintings on the walls with the previous Phantomhive lord, Ciel truly resembled his father. That very same hand tugged at the ends of the shirt worn by the Earl, slipping underneath the fabric while venturing up across the bare skin he found. “I missed you more..~” responded, lips latching onto the patch of skin between the other’s neck and shoulder - leaving a trail of nips along the flesh. “Do I have to prove it, Cielly~?” Teased as he bit down into the skin, aiming to leave a blooming mark on the pale spot. He’d used Ciel’s old nickname~, just because.

"Mmn~, if you say so, Cielly!" Grinning at how nice Ciel's nickname for him sounded, despite his lover having lost that child voice of his. Not that he was complaining, of course~. He wanted to hear him make those sounds he adored - with this grown man's voice. Fingers curled around the bluenette's wrist, tugging and turning him to press his body against the door. "I wanna' prove it anyways~" cooed, hands wasting no time as he hastily unbuttoned the younger's shirt, lips pressing kisses to his neck and down chest as further skin was revealed.