May 10
The heir stayed where Sebastian held him, breath shallow against his hand. At first there was nothing. Only that hard, controlled stare. Then something fractured, like ice giving way. Ciel’s sharpness drained, leaving something exposed. Confusion first. Then hurt, arriving too quick to brace for. He tried to hold it in, shoulders locking as if sheer will could force it down, but it slipped through. His eye glassed over, and the first tear broke loose. Then another.
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