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[forlornprodigy]

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[forlornprodigy]

“Let me guess - you need something.”

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀a sudden shift in the atmosphere, a heavy shadow laying over the young earl as he held his head down. hidden from sight, purposefully distracted before hearing the door creek open as a familiar figure stepped into the earl's office. the young bluenette hummed in response, lifting his head up before capturing the demon's gaze. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀the earl nodded his head, leaning back against his seat. something troubled him. he hadn't even needed to say anything, already the demon could feel it in the boy's soul, no words needed to be exchanged for such a thing. and yet the annoyance in sebastian's tone even made him scoff. " your guess is right. " a snarky reply, an eye for an eye. / @corvus--coraxx

[forlornprodigy]

❝ tell me what you wish of me and i will do it. ❞

the  day  had  been  far  too  long,  tedious  tasks  followed  by  errands  that  never  seemed  to  end.  one  to  another,  another  to  another.  finally  the  sun  had  set,  the  tea  was  still  hot  as  it  had  been  placed  on  his  desk  besides  a  platter  of  pastry  which  was  carefully  decorated  to  his  liking.  leaning  back  against  his  seat,  eyes  barely  able  to  hold  themselves  open  anymore,  and  yet  ciel's  mind  had  been  far  too  distant  as  he  glanced  at  his  book  with  mere  boredom,  or  merely  dissociating.  there  it  was,  a  familiar  voice  that  beckoned  him  back  to  reality,  a  call  that  he  would  never  hesitate  to  answer.  sebastian.  he  got  his  attention  quickly,  their  eyes  met  followed  by  silence,  followed  by  words  that  made  the  young  earl's  eyes  widen,  tender  yet  …  a  defeat  of  his  own  heart  and  emotions.  it  was  just  the  two  of  them  in  the  candlelit  room,  a  sudden  reminder  of  what  the  earl  had  missed  all  day.  it  was  sebastian.  it  all  made  sense  now.  “  come  here,  come  closer.  ”  simple  as  that,  a  few  words  that  would  mean  so  much.  it  wasn't  a  command,  but  a  desperate  plead  at  this  point.

[ominasapphirus]

❛❛ Young master. ❜❜

Stood in the doorway to the library was the butler. Clad in all black, shadowy and imposing where he stood tall and still, he was a contrast to small amount of warm light from the lit candles in the hallway behind him.

❛❛ The hour is late ; surely whatever whimsical tales you've absorbed yourself in can wait until tomorrow ? ❜❜

What a mouthy and irritable thing the little earl could become when his sleep schedule veered too far off course. For the sake of the staff — and for his own patience — Sebastian knew it best to usher him off to sleep.

As if to entice him, the butler added, ❛❛ I've taken the liberty of changing your bedding and preparing your night clothes already. ❜❜

𝔗he day had stretched on, filled with a daunting list of tasks and lessons that occupied the Earl's schedule. This was a daily routine, save for the occasions when he received a summons from a particular noble. That day crept slowly, the sounds of clocks around the manor ticking away each second. By evening, following the completion of dinner, all obligations had been fulfilled. Although it was still early, the young man didn’t feel tired enough to retire for the night. Therefore, motivated by a desire to immerse himself in a captivating mystery novel he had been eager to read, Ciel decided to spend the rest of his free time in the manor's library.

‘ Young master. ’

The gentle rapping at the door escaped the boy's notice, as he was deeply immersed in his book. It wasn't until a familiar, smooth voice filled the air that he finally shifted his attention from the pages. He cast a brief look with one striking blue eye towards the butler, whose silhouette merged seamlessly with the shadows cast by the flickering candlelight of the evening.

Redirecting his focus to the book resting on his lap, he turned the page with one hand while the other supported his chin. His movements were minimal, creating the impression that he was disregarding the man who had arrived to escort him to bed. In truth, he was indeed ignoring him. Nevertheless, he was aware that his servant would persist in speaking if he remained silent.

‘ I'm not tired yet. ’

Although it was merely a trivial untruth, he had somehow convinced himself that he was not ready to retire for the evening, despite the slow and gentle descent of his head and the fleeting instances when his eyes would close. Additionally, his voice had grown softer to the extent that it sounded nearly like a mumble when he made an effort to articulate his thoughts.

‘ I'm almost done with this book, anyway. I'd like to finish it. ’

[forlornprodigy]

❛ i’m starved for you, morning and night. ❜

⠀ ⠀the space between them was occupied, his back pressed against the wall with the demon hovering over him. eyes locked together, familiar orbs glancing into the demons rusty colored eyes. he had to swallow the lump in his throat 一 flustered & caught off guard. sebastian was good at it, ( and damn well too. )

⠀ ⠀for a moment he was nearly speechless, each spoken word he felt it in his chest, in his bones, down to the very pit of his stomach. s t a r v e d. even the earl could feel it, the way sebastian's fangs had shown & caught ciel's eyes. he eased up, leaning back against the wall with the corner of his lips suddenly curving into a familiar smirk as he had gathered himself together 一 ( composure might have been lost, but he had always regained it. ) " going to eat me and swallow me whole ( i hope? ) "

[forlornprodigy]

❛ they die for love, you kill for it. ❜

⠀ ⠀such words spitting out from the demon's mouth, his eyes adverted towards the tall figure before catching his rusty colored orbs. a familiar expression, his facial features softening before he leaned back with the corner of his lips curving into a familiar smirk. just as devilish, & mirrored. truth with every word spoken, it made his brows furrow, & yet he was truthfully stumbled ( yet his pride would get in the way, and never admit to it ). ciel was amused, to say the least. was this mockery? or simple humor? love, his own meaning of it had been quite different of course. " humor me. " simple reply followed by an exhaled sigh, cocking his brow as he leaned forward. " not just for anyone, " he paused carefully, eyes focused on sebastian. " you. and i'd do it again, & again. " a smirk on his lips. how comical, the word love had been far too obscured now, but why should anyone else understand besides the demon himself?

[fxntasmagoria]

@corvus--coraxx continued from here!

His glowing eyes were the first visible part of him as the coffin door creaked open. "Im surprised to not see you with company." Undertaker finally spoke, a higher pitched voice as a grin pulled on his lips. "Off the leash for the night?" He stepped out and gently closed the lid. "Yes i think that will do quite nicely. Comfortable. Airy." He laughed at his own joke before turning back to Sebastian. "Well...? I know you didnt come to take a look at my work. So what do i owe the pleasure too this evening for your visit?"

[forlornprodigy]

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PROMPTS FOR ORDINARY THINGS THAT FEEL INTIMATE

⠀ ⠀ ⠀this hadn't been a particularly normal afternoon, a hectic schedule overwhelmed him ever since the ungodly hours of the morning. sebastian never took it easy on him when it came to such things, especially sticking to the schedule. but with his age, and merely being human, the earl was far too exhausted and overwhelmed. it was evident with how cranky he was now.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀it came as a surprise to the young bluenette when sebastian brought a slice of cake on a small platter and settled it down upon his desk, he hadn't expected it but it was enough to distract him and make it all worth it now. ciel took no time in devouring it, piece by piece— it was melting in his mouth! distracted by the taste he peered his eyes open when he felt sebastian's finger wiping something off of his cheek, the young earl glanced up at the demon with a curious expression before realizing the boy had made a mess of himself. where were his manners? sebastian taught him better. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀he emitted a soft chuckle, a familiar grin plastered upon his lips. he leaned back against his seat, playfully biting on his silverware. " i think you missed a spot. " ciel smirked, frosting still present on his lips.