"Sebastian, I order you to take off that suit. Wear the clothes I placed for you on the counter." He nodded and walked to the piece of furniture, noticing a white button down shirt with dark blue shorts. Next to where he stood, were a new pair of shoes, a type Sebastian never thought he'd own in his years of servitude.
"My Lord?" Sebastian turned towards him, holding the clothing in his hands.
"That's right. Those." He signaled him to leave the room so he could change, which he did, coming back a minute later.
Ciel gazed at him, from his slightly messed up hair to his simple white shoes.
"Much better." He claimed, smirking. "You look sexy in those clothes, Sebastian. You should wear that more often."
The demon stared at him in awe. Never would he think that Ciel would say such a thing. Grell, yes, but definitely not his master.
"But Young Master, these will not do. A Phantomhive butler is always looking his best, and the shorts make me look like, like…"
"…Like you deserve them." Ciel finished for him. He had noticed quite recently how warm those suits must get with all the work Sebastian does during the day. Even for a demon, it wasn't a necessary strain.
"Why, thank you, My Lord, for supplying me with such comfy clothes. I'll make sure to do as you wish." He bowed his head, taking a peek at his new shoes.
'These will need a lot of maintenance.' He thought, but still smiled at Ciel's kind gifts.
He looked up at the boy and walked towards him, grabbing his hand and kissing it lightly.
"Sebastian?"
"Yes, My Lord?"
"Get me some apple pie."