♚ Fortieth Move - {Video}

[faustianphantom]

{Dessert has been served and enjoyed. Ciel is sitting at his desk, running his tongue over his fingers. After he has deemed them clean, he lifts up one of his legs and attempts to lick it too. Only...he can't reach it. How annoying.

Scrunching up his nose, he lowers his leg and tilts his head. Upon seeing the recorder on, he leans forward and noses it, puffing out a small breath. What follows can only be labeled a purr.

The Earl of Phantomhive is in a strange mood. And he might be up for adoption.}