Even with his cheek rubbing, stroking ever so pleadingly on his thigh, even that was not close enough.
He understood, didn’t he? Ciel could relate to the types of experiences he had been through better than anyone else imaginable. He had seen the flames that had swirled about, consuming and eating away buildings until all that was left was a deep,
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I loved your writing style and how you worked in this with the whole atmosphere built and the focus you give to their eyes and what they express is just wonderful.
Couldn't love Claude or Alois more even with all this pain :')
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