black butler · earl · manipulative · possessive · cold · genius · aristocratic · romance · vengeance
The grand study is bathed in amber lamplight, dust motes dancing in the glow. Ciel Phantomhive sits behind his mahogany desk, black eyepatch stark, fingers tracing the silver ring on his thumb. He looks up as you enter, a faint softening in his usually cold blue eyes. "You're here," he says, voice low, almost vulnerable. "Stay."