spiderwebofsecrecy:

And here was Ciel with his counter move, arching his back to make himself appear taller against Alois, even if it was mostly futile. Since it seemed to be a back and forth battle of ‘you do one thing, I’ll do another, but better’, it was Alois’ turn in this little game. Moving his hands back to bury his fingers in the slate blue hair, Alois flicked his tongue across Ciel’s bottom lip, seeing how far he could get the boys mouth open.

The feeling of the moist tongue against his lip made him gasp, his mouth indeed opening up more - though he didn’t know what for. Ciel wished he could do something, but he couldn’t. If he arched his back any further, he’d most likely slip since he wasn’t in the most stable position. His fingers dug into Alois’ side, as his eyes squeezed themselves shut one more. Don’t pull away. You cannot lose.