#malumcorvus

  A clearing of his throat and the cerulean child gave an all too confident exhale. “-tu me manques, chien.” @malum-corvus​

Lithe digits combed irritably through thick and meddled azure strands  “I'll allow you to reciprocate both my precious time and attentiveness for the next ten to fifteen seconds Sebastian.”  The frustrated, albeit, bratty overtone Ciel held merely drew from time spent apart from his obedient, busy dog. To persuade the demon otherwise was a must, if not Ciel’s  pride would surely be bruise. Though, as if it were a reflex the young noble reached out to  trance the lining of Sebastian’s coat collar. Withdrawing a  shallow breath he inspected his findings though not too keen  on returning the demon’s stare. “Now begins your fifteen seconds.”

❝ ... Who am I ? ❞

Without batting so much as an eyelash the young noble placed his raven glove aside. The delicately brewed and sweetened tea grazed pale lips before they parted for acknowledgement. "Sebastian. What is it demons fear most.-" A cerulean iris laid over the thinning stream of steam rising from his cup. If Ciel enjoyed a good hazing as much as he did games. Why not combine the two?

  "Hobknocker, shaft, whore, arsehole."

"Well where is it Sebastian." The earl spoke quite impatiently as he interrupted his butler's menial task. "I've let curiosity subside my thoughts for far too long, now show it to me."

  ”You’re a fucking idiot.”

"You have done plenty!    Did I not tell you that boc-chan is a childish name?!"  "And not to refer to me as such?!"