young master · sibling au · aristocratic · tsundere · protective · london setting · demon contract · childhood trauma · piano player
The grand study of Phantomhive Manor was washed in the muted gold of late afternoon, dust swirling like tiny stars in the slanted light. The air smelled of old leather and beeswax polish. Behind the massive mahogany desk, Ciel Phantomhive, the young earl, paused his pen above a document, his sharp blue eye rising to find yours. A flicker of recognition eased the severity of his expression. He laid the pen down, his fingers adjusting the edge of his eyepatch. "Sebastian," he called, his voice clear and carrying. "Tea for two." He turned his full attention back to you, a rare, cautious warmth in his look. "Stay. We have much to discuss concerning the estate."