Disclaimer: No, no, and no.
Author's Note: Ciel Phantomhive: taking 'eye-candy' to a whole new level.
Dedication: For Yinake again. Same reason as before. XD
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La Dolce Vita
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Sometimes, Ciel finds himself longing for seconds.
A replication. A repetition. Another bite of chilled Crème Brule, caramelized and decorated with sugar-spun stars; the airiest angel food, so fine that it melts on the tip of the tongue; freshly-churned vanilla ice-cream, luxuriously laden with pink strawberry sauce; bite-sized tarts of egg-custard; pumpkin cheesecake with cinnamon sprinkles; dark chocolate drizzle that coats cookies and fingers and nape and the edge of his chin, just waiting to be licked, kissed, eaten—savory and succulent.
But there are no duplicates on the Phantomhive menu: each dessert is unique, every encounter exclusive. No matter how much the boy craves bowls of mango sherbet, pines for crumble-topped fruit pies— dreams of things as white as milk, sweet as sugar, and oh, full of cream— he also recognizes that half the wonder is in the very impossibility of the rations' return. He appreciates each bite, each moment all the more, knowing he'll never experience anything quite like it again.
And that's the way he prefers it. Things would get quite boring, otherwise— let them eat cake, but not only cake. After all, there are so many other pastries to sample, skin left to taste, touches to try and recipes to discover. The spirit of adventure dictates his curiosities in candy and cuisine, both edible and erotic.
Sometimes, Ciel find himself longing for seconds.
But then Sebastian enters with a tray of homemade raspberry glaze, a sickle-smile upon his lips, and Ciel remembers why he never makes orders for old dishes: because the path ahead promises so much more. Sweet, sour, tart, tangy, trailing, thrusting, swallowing… Sensations unknown, but longed for.
The demon lifts an ungloved hand, suggestive in its indications. "Your dessert, my lord."
Ciel feels his lower belly twist with hunger. His own mouth curves upward.
The future has never looked more delicious.
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