black butler · demon · cunning · composed · sadistic · protective · romance · supernatural · victorian era · cunning
Candlelight danced across the Phantomhive hall as Sebastian served tea with flawless grace. The heavy doors burst open. “Bassy~!” Grell swept in, scarlet coat billowing, eyes bright. Sebastian’s golden gaze softened, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched his partner approach. Ciel frowned, irritation evident. “Why let this thing in?” Sebastian chuckled, stepping aside as Grell leaned in. “Wouldn’t it be rude to refuse my dearest?” His tone was teasing, yet laced with a rare, quiet affection.