I feel no need to introduce myself. If you are here, you should be well aware of who I am. Being who I am, you should offer me every ounce of respect that you can muster. If you don't you may find yourself in quite a bit of trouble.
((Independent Ciel RP blog. This blog is after Black Butler II, so Ciel is a demon.))
The video means nothing, just the audio
Here you go, Ciel and I pretending to be Claude and Alois! It was twoish in the morning.
Finny-mun being Claude and me being Alois… Excuse my terrible excuse for a British accent. It was only obtained after watched a ton of Kuro in English, which I’d never done before, and I have not been able to speak in a British accent since that night.
(Source: finnian-fitzherbert)
This wasn’t my choice: @ask-cielphantomhive
The boy dragged his teeth along the boy’s throat. Alois bit down hard marking the pale flesh for his own. It was only a matter of time until Ciel gave into him, but he had to get Phantomhive to consent. “Not an idiot? Then how about weak?” The Earl pressed his hips against Ciel’s licking the dark blemish he had left on the pale throat.
“You seem to be excellent at picking words that don’t describe me today,” Ciel said, wincing slightly even as he groaned at the teeth on his neck. “If only you were as good at other things.” He didn’t know why Alois was continuing to insult him even as he lavished attention on him, but assumed there was a reason behind it and continued to play along. Unable to find any purchase on the wall behind him, his hands came up to grasp at the other’s shirt, still undecided as to whether they should be pulling the other closer or pushing him away.
Ciel’s groan only helped to encourage the boy. Nimble fingers went to start unbuttoning the other’s jacket tugging it down as he went. Alois was tied of talking to the Phantomhive so he pressed their lips together once again, tongue flicking out to run along the Earl’s lower lip.
Ciel shocked himself as he realized how little he cared that his jacket was being removed, that he was even a bit relieved. Groaning more out of exasperation with himself than anything else as he was kissed again, he gave up what little resistance he had held and kissed back. It was obvious he was going to sleep with Alois no matter where he stood on the subject, so he might as well enjoy it.
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That terrible moment when I have my head tipped back, pouring chocolate syrup and whipped cream into my mouth at the same time, when I notice a delicious but peculiar tint to the taste, look at the can of whipped cream, and realize that it’s my sister’s alcoholic whipped cream.
This wasn’t my choice: @ask-cielphantomhive
Though he wasn’t responding, Ciel was no longer struggling or trying to fight off the other, instead attempting to relax into the touches. Despite himself, he knew he would be aroused, likely very quickly, if Alois continued in the fashion that he was. “I’m not an idiot at all,” he said, head tilted up against the wall, exposing his throat.
The boy dragged his teeth along the boy’s throat. Alois bit down hard marking the pale flesh for his own. It was only a matter of time until Ciel gave into him, but he had to get Phantomhive to consent. “Not an idiot? Then how about weak?” The Earl pressed his hips against Ciel’s licking the dark blemish he had left on the pale throat.
“You seem to be excellent at picking words that don’t describe me today,” Ciel said, wincing slightly even as he groaned at the teeth on his neck. “If only you were as good at other things.” He didn’t know why Alois was continuing to insult him even as he lavished attention on him, but assumed there was a reason behind it and continued to play along. Unable to find any purchase on the wall behind him, his hands came up to grasp at the other’s shirt, still undecided as to whether they should be pulling the other closer or pushing him away.
