Request: What about Sebastian with an so who asks him to show them his true form for the first time? How would he feel about it? Would it end well?
Sebastian quickly moved from the stove to the kitchen counter, managing to check in on the goods baking in the oven at the same time. Watching him prepare a meal, even a simple one, has always been a pleasure.
Especially when he gave you some sweets to focus on and not interrupt his work.
“You move like a dancer,” you observed, licking a spoon full of chocolate cream that was left from the cake.
“I used to be many things,” Sebastian smiled, mixing a few more ingredients in a bowl near the window. “Shall the need come, I may even use those skills again.”
“That would be great,” you wondered back to the last ball, when you’ve danced with Sebastian. It felt magical and almost dream-like since you were not used to taking part in that kind of events.
Well, it majorly happened because you needed to spy on one of Ciel’s enemies from up close, but it was still a pleasant experience.
Sebastian shook the flour off his hands, putting the kneeded dough into the form. It was one of those rare occasions when he wasn’t using his gloves. The rest of the staff was out in the garden, taking care of a long list of chores, so no one could see his black nails and the pentagram on his hands.
After he put the form into the second oven, you took his hand, closing it in yours. For a demon, he had a very soft skin. You’ve often tracked the black ink on it, fascinated by the delicate lines.
“You still don’t have enough of me?” he asked with a sly smile, moving closer to you.” You’ve already seen everything.”
“Not your true form.”
A surprise crossed Sebastian’s face, and for a moment he was unable to answer. Soon enough a smile came back onto his lips again, but this time something darker was a part of it. “How impatient… Let the night come first, when nothing shall disrupt us.”
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