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[littlest_lord]

[The feed comes on to show Ciel sitting at his desk in his study. There seems to be a fancy china teacup and saucer steaming with tea, along with a plate full of cookies off to his right. There's also a jar of honey open, with a spoon stuck inside it. It's half empty. Guess who's been eating it instead of simply adding it to his tea? This fatty

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[stabilimentum]

[is

is that

really

honey

OH FUCKING fuck motherfucker what claude wouldn't give right now for even a tiny spoonful of Sidr honey which is from the southwestern arabian peninsula and only ONLY!!!! gets harvested twice per year. the bees who make that honey only feast on yes on the Sidr tree considered by many to be a holy tree. but the taste the taste THAT TASTE is so good it can't be considered anything but purely sinful for how much he would be willing to eat right this second. there is nothing at all holy about that rich decadent unforgettable raw and unadulterated sweetest golden sin drip dripping and claude thinks he might be drooling a bit but who wouldn't?]

Master Ciel.

[bees bees bees bzzzzzz in his head that's what they need bees and they need beehives to keep the bees in and harvest their honey. hell's bells claude would feed them only what would produce the best flavors of honey imaginable that would bring normal and immortal men to their knees.

he is just. so. HUNGRY. it hurts. but he has not eaten a single

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[littlest_lord]

[It's a good thing Ciel can't hear Claude's inner thoughts, because if he did, he'd probably leave and never return. Or, at the very least, lock his honey away forever. Instead though, he has the spoon in hand, dipping it back in the jar.]

Spongecake.

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[stabilimentum]

[sponge cake...

did he really

did he really say sponge cake?

SPONGE CAKE?

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One moment, please.[that moment is nearly the next instant when claude suddenly opens the door to ciel's study. visible right away is the silver tray he's carrying with an elegant porcelain plate set in the middle which holds a few slices of pale frosted SPONGE CAKE. this concept called cake is only the greatest thing to have ever fucking existed and claude has to wonder if it'd taste too savory to stuff a roll of sponge cake with

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[littlest_lord]

[There's this thing about Claude Faustus that Ciel has noticed ever since the Peep incident. Claude Faustus is much of a glutton as he is.

The fork was taken up then, as its prongs were pressed into the moist, fluffy cake and pulled away with ever such care. It then was pressed to lips, slowly, deliberately, almost teasingly as he closed his eyes briefly with a small, delighted sound.

Yes. It tastes as good as it looks and sounds, Claude. Jealous?]

Yes, a will. What of it?

[hairdecs]

Maybe Miss Maylene will come!

[littlest_lord]

Maybe, Finny.

[hairdecs]

Wouldn't it be great if she did? And Bard too? Then it really would be just like home!

[littlest_lord]

It would, wouldn't it.?