All The Reasons
It's not like he'll ever notice.
The hushed whisper of the wind through the willows brushed against the soft ebony hair, golden eyes flinting from a shadow in the darkness.
He's so stupid! He'd never know it was really you who helped break the whole thing off.
A smirk crossed his narrowed face, as his eyes scanned the area just hoping... no, just ( Read more... )
Oh, that was actually quite surprising. Sebastian hadn't expected an honest response but he could tell that this wasn't a lie. And he'd been so sure that Alois Trancy was this type of person... It almost made him more disappointing, in Sebastian's eyes. If the boy had punished and humiliated demons when in a position of power over them, then Sebastian would at least consider him brave in addition to foolish. As it was, his opinion had no cause to change.
The rain became heavier, soaking into his clothes and seeping into his wounds. It washed away the blood but fell with such a force that it was anything but calming.
"Never forget... that you, Sebastian, are the scavenging bird, not fit to devour a meal such as Ciel,"
Well after this, that certainly would be true. It was disgraceful, how Sebastian couldn't muster the strength to actually fight Claude off. The most he could retaliate with were a few slashes at the man's chest, which drew blood but did nothing to deter the other demon in the scheme of things. It was horrifying, this feeling of powerlessness. With his strength gone, all he had was his words - and that could only get him in worse trouble.
"You think far too highly of yourself. Correct me if I'm wrong... but spiders are more often killed in a household than birds."
Birds were kept as pets, though. The thought rose to Sebastian's mind - though he would never say it aloud - and then just as quickly was wiped away with the sensation of that tongue assaulting his neck once again. Sebastian stiffened under Claude's hold, twisting his neck to avoid the contact, trying (and somewhat failing) at stifling a groan at the horrible (so horrible it felt good) sting against the open wounds.
He couldn't lose himself. Swallowing, he narrowed his eyes at Claude. "And... do birds not eat insects?" In addition to souls. Not that Sebastian had had any of those in a while.
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