Garden of Thorns: Black Butler x Reader

8.5- For CieLovers

Hey y'all~! Just another short I thought you guys wouldn't mind reading. Again, there's no progress in the story. It's just for a giggle or two, especially if you guys are as easily humored by everything such as myself. This chapter is kind of targeted for those that are a bit pervy for Ciel.
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You woke up late, which is something you haven't done since you've woken up as a reaper. You dressed yourself using what you found in the closet. It was a gorgeous pink dress made of French silk, adorned with black and white bows and came with a matching pink hat with flowers. You walked through the hallways. Realizing you don't know how to navigate yourself to the kitchen, you found it to be quite a stroke of luck when the earl opened a door. "Ah, ___. Good morning. How have you been enjoying the life of a noble?"

"Ciel, I can't believe how many dresses you own. Do all nobles buy things they don't need?" You asked.

He smiled. "I'll have to assume that you're having a good time, then. That's a lovely- Oh" He noticed his "Little Robin" costume on your body and was visibly uncomfortable. He cleared his throat and continued, "No, it's a fine dress that you've picked. Uh.. Was there something you wanted, ___?"

"I don't know where the kitchen is. I'm so hungry.."

"There's no need to go to the kitchen, just go to the dining room. Nobles leave the cooking to their servants. Come with me?" You nodded your head and he escorted you through his house.

"Ciel, this manor is just huge.." You commented in awe.

"Yes, I guess I do flaunt out my wealth through size. Why wouldn't I, though? I have so much in my trousers, so I might as well put it in good use."

"I-In.. your trousers, you said..?" You blushed. He figured out how that may have come out wrong, and it made his face as red as yours.

"Pockets.. My pockets are full of cash.." Suddenly, a twisted smirk faced you with his distracting blue eye. "Although.."

"Ciel, that's very inappropriate." You sighed in surprise that he has a side of him like that.

His reaction wasn't much of a chuckle, more of a short "hah". "What's wrong with playing a bit?" He said a bit seductively. God, he's so jailbait.. He opened the door to the dining room for you.

"A-aren't you betrothed, Ciel?" You asked as you stepped inside the spacious room.

Ciel's eyes widened a bit. "Well, as a matter of fact.. Oh, it seems breakfast is more like a dessert today." He said, admiring the sweets Sebastian layed on the table.

"But master, this is what I usually make-" Ciel cleared his throat. "..." Sebastian stood silent, but seemed amused at how childish Ciel can be. The both of you sat down to eat. "Might I recommend the creme puffs, Miss ___? My young lord seems to enjoy the texture of the white,-"

"SebASTIan." Ciel's voice squeaked, and it made him embarrassed when you let out a small giggle.

Sevastian continued, "..Smooth creme." Ciel hit his fork against his plate and covered the lower half of his red face with one hand. He was trying to calm his breathing.

"Ciel..?" He tapped his fork on his dish lightly this time in a therapeutic way and slowly removed his hand from his face. "Breakfast for a noble sure is something different.." He nodded and awkwardly served himelf everything except the creme puffs.