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Send in * for my muse’s reaction to yours slapping mine on the ass

──♚── he young Earl must have been very sick, or maybe all the work had gotten to his head. Was he looking into a mirror? No. Then how… How was there another him standing right there. For once, he was speechless, but that changed when the other Ciel suddenly brought a hand back and slapped him plainly on the ass. His eyes widened for a moment before they narrowed into a piercing glare.

             "don’t know what’s going on, but how dare you lay a hand on me in such a way?!

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