Having sex with Ciel was one thing, but literally sleeping with him was a whole ‘nother story. Never once had Tobias stayed the night, for he never thought himself invited to, and even if he was he would most likely turn the proposition down. To accept meant to admit some sort of attachment to the earl, and that could not be had. Yet here the killer found himself, barely awake and in the tight grasp of the young nobleman, Ciel’s sleeping face buried into his bare chest, the peaceful look as the younger dreamed sweetly sending the blonde’s heart into a racing fury. What was he doing here? Was Ciel okay with this? What happened the night prior? Tobias frantically clawed through his memory for any recollection of the night before, his magenta gaze wide as it flickered across the room. Nothing in sight gave any sort of clue to the situation, furthering the male’s frenzy. Slowly, gingerly, Tobias peeled himself from the noble’s arm, standing on the pads of his toes as he began to walk to the window, only pausing to grab what he assumed to be his pants off the ground. Hopefully he won’t remember anything either, he silently prayed, hoping the shifting sound of the sheets behind him was Ciel’s attempt at getting comfortable and not waking up.

dO IT OMG PLZ IT'LL BE SO MUCH FUN

"That’s my prince, all right."

Len wants to know who his past identity was, regain his ability to expression and feel emotion, regain his sense of heat, find out to end his altered life, seclude himself and not have to deal with his petty ‘mission’, and lastly to find peace with himself.

Thank you for standing at my side when I needed you all the most. I'm happy to call you all my family.

{Shh, me is no koala tea, no need to be intimidated *o*}

{Why? I am harmless! Or at least I think so... :3}

"In a land of flamingos, walruses and talking cats, I suppose it's only natural that a weasel would slip in." Her eyebrows furrowed, making her green eyes seem to be even more focused on the intruders. "What are you doing in my Wonderland?"