𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕼𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓'𝖘 𝕷𝖎𝖔𝖓: 𝕮𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖙

Hexenverfolgung

Bold = Translated German provided by the manga because I don't speak German

Y/N was knelt over, her arms wrapped around her gut as she laughed and laughed until she was flat out of breath. Tears were pricking at the corners of her eyes and a few had even slipped down her cheeks as she cackled like a witch. Her sides hurt as did her cheeks from the howling she had done when Sullivan had not only flopped down onto Ciel's bed declaring herself ready for a foursome, but also asking if the Earl, the Lady and their butler to be gentle with her. The icing on the cake had been Ciel and Sebastian's reactions. Ciel, who didn't fully understand what was happening, understood well enough that Sullivan intended to get at least him when she threw herself down on his mattress and his face was contorted into pure terror. And Sebastian, who had the displeasure of understanding perfectly every word that was said, looked absolutely disgusted and horrified at what was being both implied and bluntly stated by the tiny Liege.

Y/N wiped tears from the corners of her eyes as the last few of her chuckles left her. She was still gasping for air when she looked back at the other three people in the room, Sullivan looking a bit annoyed that Y/N didn't appear to be taking her seriously. "It appears you are perplexed by the construction of my garb, yes?" The little girl said in a huffy tone as she crossed her arms. Clearly she didn't understand that it was her age that had them 'perplexed'. Sullivan, who was fed up with the two men looking at her with their mouths agape and Y/N bent over wheezing, began to undo the buttons to her corset cover with a huff. "First you must undo this button here-"

"No, no, no!" Ciel shouted, his voice cracking as he frantically flailed around his arms and hands in an effort to get Sullivan to stop undressing. "Hold on! What exactly are you trying to do?"

Unlike Ciel, Sullivan's face was flushed pink rather than lacking all color. The Lady stopped undoing her buttons and gave the Earl a look that showed that she had clearly misunderstood him once again. "So you prefer to conquer the citadel alone, do you?" Y/N's howling laughter picked up once again and her knees felt weak and her lungs completely empty. "Your face may say otherwise, but you're a man after all!"

"What in the world are you on about?" Ciel sputtered as he tried frantically to understand what the Hell was happening and what Y/N found just so Goddamn funny. "What's that smug look for?"

"So the Young Master is the kind of man who prefers to undress a woman himself... Hm? I see," Sebastian hummed, more to himself, but it did make Y/N wheeze harder. The tears were back in her eyes and ready to stream down her face again.

"Now what are you on about?" Ciel shouted, looking now livid with his servant. "Shut her up!" He added, pointing a finger at Y/N, who still was yet to recover from this latest laughing fit.

Y/N opened her mouth to apologize, but instead another cackle was drawn from her when Sullivan said with a flustered gasp, "Or perhaps you're the kind of man who likes to have his women clothed?"

"Young Master, for your age, you are quite..." Sebastian trailed off, happily making the entire situation worse while simultaneously seeing if it was possible to nearly kill Y/N by making her laugh herself to death. It was a unique method he hadn't been able to test yet and he was certainly eager.

"I don't understand what you're saying, but I do know that you've got it utterly wrong!" Ciel protested, absolutely exasperated by what was happening. "By God, can you shut up?" Ciel yelled at Y/N as she finally fell to her knees laughing. Normally her laugh was painfully infectious, even to Ciel, but now he was confused and more than pissed.

"Oh! Wait, don't tell me you're..." Sullivan trailed off before she knelt forward, her hand outstretched.

Y/N's laughter was abruptly ended and she moved almost so quickly that Sebastian lost her in the blur of the moment. Y/N's hand was closed around Sullivan's tiny wrist before anyone had time to blink and her laughter was completely gone. "Lady Sullivan, it's rude to touch others without permission," Y/N hummed in the girl's ear as she returned the Lady's hand to her own lap, preventing her from planting it in Ciel's to see if he really was a male.