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[reapergrellsutcliff]

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“Are you not a little too old for this kind of thing, Grell?”

“You spend your days catering to the demands of a small child, don’t you, my darling?” Grell replied with a smirk. “How is that any different from me handing out sweeties to children and spooks alike, on All Hallows Eve?”

[expectingbutler]

"Trick or treat, from my young master."

"Ah, I see." he replied and put one candy bar into the bag, then put in a bag of vegetables in it next. "Be sure he doesn't get sick tonight."

[mei-rin-blossoms]

I want the K

Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number21. Then there’s tongue

What a terrible day it had been! Mei-Rin was glad it was already coming to an end. Just some more tasks, especially containing cleaning after her previous doings and she could with impunity head to her room and forget about the world, nuzzling into the pillow and simply cry to sleep. It wouldn't be the first time she did that...

Wiping the counter, the maid heard the steps she had to recognize. Sebastian was approaching and she could be almost sure that he wanted to scold her for the mess she left in the library. She was going to set the books once she was finished with the kitchen. Squeezing her eyelids, she prepared for the punishment-

But she never heard it. Instead, the calm voice said, "I thought you were sleeping already. Isn't it quite late for that?" The girl blinked with disbelief, turning her face to Sebastian. Was it really him who uttered such words? Or maybe someone else pretended to be the butler...?

Yet even with her weak eyes, the maid recognized Sebastian. "I left a mess here, I need to clean it up," she managed to voice, turning red at once. How to explain him that she did it just for him not to be disappointed? Was there any way at all? But instead, she felt some other power taking control over her body and...

She had no idea how it happened. The fact was, her lips soon were pressed against his as she was standing on her tip-toes, running her tongue along his lips, parting them and sliding inside. No-one could have ever expected that such an inconspicuous maid was a great kisser; but she had all her past to learn this skill.

Her tongue danced for a long while with his, exploring the inside of his mouth before pulling away. And right then, she realized what had just happened. Being able to swear that her heart stopped at that very moment, Mei-Rin became crimson. "I- I am so very sorry, Mister Sebastian!" she squealed. "I ddn't-" But she never finished. Hiding her face, she ran away.

[demon-ciel-phantomhive]

"Should I be furious as to your whereabout lately?"

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[the-contractee]

Just as he expected, a child will certainly act in such a way; no matter their title. "As you wish, my lord." Bowing slowly, he looked up at the young boy. "I shall return with your parfait momentarily, sir." Straitening himself up, he then made his way towards the door, and out of the room.

While his butler was out of the room, Ciel pulled a sheet of paper from his desk drawer and considered for a moment. In a childish flare of creativity, he drew a cat for Sebastian as a thank you for his treats. He then proceeded to fold it neatly, place it in an envelope and then seal it officially with the Phantomhive crest, writing ‘To Sebastian’ in his most elegant and elaborate hand, on the front. He then pushed it to the front of his desk so that Sebastian would notice it when he returned.

[the-contractee]

"Being Lady Elizabeth's betrothed your purpose is to make her happy." His brow arched slightly followed by a stern look. "Surely you are familiar with your duties." Noticing the little lords lucid mood, the demon gave a simple nod. "Can a butler not treat his master?"

“Well, I suppose you’re right,” He admitted grudgingly, drumming his fingers on the table. The fact parfait was coming soon seemed to sweeten the prospect and brought a small smile to his lips. “Do you suppose I should bring her a gift of some kind?” Ciel asked vaguely, which roughly translated to ‘Sebastian, maybe you should get her a gift.’

[the-contractee]

"Master, you have yet to open an invitation regarding Lady Elizabeth's spring garden party." Flicking through several white envelopes, he then placed them neatly stacked upon the boy's desk. "Also, I have decided a treat is in order. Parfait is accompanying dinner this evening." Sebastian spoke with a soft smile.

“A garden party?” Ciel asked, looking over at his butler dubiously. “What interest would I have in going to that?” His mood brightened instantly at the mention of the parfait and he mirrored Sebastian’s smile. “Oh? And what made you decide that that treat was in order?” He asked with suspicion ringing in his tone like an alarm bell.

[the-contractee]

She smiled, nothing but relaxed, "'Ou can snap and snarl all 'ou want. 'Ou're not gonna' shoo me away." Listening to him, head tilting away, looking up towards the ceiling, "I canno' give gifts on 'Earts Day? Bollucks to tha'. Everyone deserves sweets on 'Earts Day, Love." Honey giggled, "So no, suppose I don' understand why I canno' give wha' I want freely and wit'out obligation. I don' want for anyt'ing but maybe 'our company and tha' grumpy smile of 'ours. Simple."

“Because it’s not customary - my fiancé would be appalled if she knew you were delivering sweets to my doorstep and the last thing I need is whispers among the nobility that I have anything but full interest and love for Lady Elizabeth.” Ciel responded, his brow furrowing as he heard her refer again to his grumpy smile. Erugh. Any such fondness for him made him uncomfortable, his suspicion compounded with his utter conviction that he was being patronised by her. “Sebastian!” He shouted loudly as he reached the bottom of the stairs. “I should not have to raise my voice to summon you,” He added in quiet complaint.{{Just throwing this my Seb’s way before you reply; response will come from ‘eludethepast’ }}