Send me a 🍦 for my muse’s reaction to you licking their ice cream while they are eating it.
“EHH?! Uh, Master? D-don’t you want a new one?”
Ciel gazed over the cone in Bard’s hand, a mischievous glint in that single sapphire orb as a small grin crept over his cheeks.
“I’d much rather have this one.”
Keeping his gaze fixed on the chef, he slowly ran his tongue from the base of the cone to the tip. Savoring the sweet taste, he slowly pulled that white-cream covered tongue back into his mouth, before licking his lips.
“It’s delicious.”