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Fanfiction: "Yes, My Lady" ch3Chapter 3: Crème de la crème (The best of the best)
"Oh my! Is that the Earl Phantomhive?"
"Such disgrace! To involve himself in such an act."
"It would probably be better if I do not trade with his company any further."
"Who would have thought that the young earl was into those kinds of hobbies?"
Ciel looked around him in disbelief. He felt helpless as everyone shot him glares of utter disgust. The humiliation overwhelmed the child as he avoided their criticizing gazes and clasped his hands over his ears. Sebastian!
The young earl shut his eyes tight, blinding and deafening himself from the mockery that has befallen him.
Fanfiction: "Yes, My Lady" ch2Chapter 2: Bonbon (Candy)
"Un… Deux… Trois… Un… Deux… Trois— Young Master, I wish to inform you that that was my foot you've just stepped on. Un… Deux… Trois…" Sebastian counted— and kept reminding Ciel about his foot— while the two of them began the young earl's dancing lessons. Ciel would stumble down here and there from time to time and Sebastian would just shook his head and help the boy back up before they continue on with the routine.
As today's dance lesson almost reached the end, Ciel collapsed on the floor, exhausted. "No more!" He cried out, breathing out one
Fanfiction: "Yes, My Lady" ch1"Yes, My Lady"
Chapter 1: Billet-doux (Love Letter)
"Good morning, Young Master. It is now time to awake."
Hearing that familiar voice in his head, Ciel Phantomhive rolled to his side, placing an arm over his eyes. As he slowly opened them, he searched the room for the owner of that voice; that voice that calms him whenever he would feel afraid; that voice he had always yearned for when he was all by himself; that voice he undeniably loves heari- immediately becoming aware of what just ran inside his thoughts, Ciel shot up from the comfort of his pillow. "Ah, I see that the Young Master is finally awake?"
Looking towards where the voice came
I wonder if you're enjoying
the curvature of her back.
The spine, a row of ossified crowns
crowded and curved around that defining neural superhighway;
that extension cord,
adventurously connecting the visceral
to the peripheral.
The horseshoe crab vertebrae
scuttle to break through skin at your touch;
a defining shiver.
I see your hands
around the rounded hills of her shoulders.
Scapulae jutting out with the extremity of the bend,
like a chicken's wings.
And the bands of these dorsal muscles
stand up like wings,
cast shadows in the dimples of the pelvis that she lifts;
that will fold o
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