The Particular Emotion of Parfaits
Raspberry Cheesecake
There are a few things that Ciel will always remember for as long as he lives. Like the first thing he told Sebastian when the demon had make him desert for the first time. No taste, whatsoever. "Yes... I am a demon. There's no way I could understand my prey, a human's sense of taste. What I understand is... only the taste of a human's soul." He'd replied with that shit-eating grin. The little master had been furious. But he would always remember the first time he actually realized what an amazing demon he had. "Do it again. And do it right." Followed his order to the "T", he did. The first bite had melted perfectly in his mouth, sugar spread evenly and sending him to another world. When he finally refocused his eyes, Ciel found himself staring at the smiling, raven haired demon.
He always smelled like raspberries after that.