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[Beautiful and soft is the blade as it caresses the flesh, slicing right through the onion. The poor unfortunate chicken -- now that he knows where they usually flock at-- provides an excellent dinner. While he wants to add carrots, his head will tilt, knowing Ciel doesn't approve of them and he decides instead to add something else. He's clicked on the video for a reason after all.]

Good evening Adstringendum. I trust you are well. Ah, if it is not impolite of me to ask... [He'll begin to say, making his tone of voice very soft and inviting] .. I was wondering if anyone had any spare mushrooms to spare. I'm more than willing to trade a few eggs, or perhaps some strawberry milk from our cow. The mushrooms would compliment the garlic and the chicken I'll soon roast.

[The knife moves quite fast, snapping down sharply into the cutting board. Ah, and he should ask Alphonse about his beloved feline. He hopes Kitty is watching.] Alphonse if you could. Mm, it has been a while since I've seen you. Your soft hair. The way your eyes shine. That soft cry when I touch you. So needy in my hands.

[Yes, he's talking about the cat, not Alphonse. Chop. Chop. Chop. Chop. Chop. Squish. Squelch. The blade stops and he glances down. Strange. When was he so careless. He glances down at his finger impassive at the now three pieces it is in.]

Ah, that hurt...

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... wh-what do you want with Al?

Yes, I'll be alright, though I suppose I'll need stitches.

[He'll be fine. Demons heal quickly, though he might have to feint an injury, or blame it on some odd healing ability like others seem to have]

[But for the other question. What does he want with Al? Ah, he wants a lot. He can't quite answer that question truthful. He wants to know what made him so attractive to his other self. Was it the taste of his flesh? The delicious feeling of his blood on his tongue? Or was it the way he squirmed when he touched him. The way his heart races whenever he's around him.

How he knows him so well. That need to consume him; mind, body and soul]

Nothing hard to give.

[Oh, I bet it's not.]

I can't allow you to do that.

[A pout touches at his lips]

You can't allow me to touch my beloved? But the way my hands are enjoyed. My beloved loves to be in my lap when I touch just around the hips, and the way my beloved arches against my fingers and rubs against me.

...

[Blink. Too vivid?]

You're a little red. Ah, I suppose you could join us and touch as well if you really feel the need to, Mister Negi.

... ah... I-I... I... ah...

[He's staring now, idly tilting his head. Ah, Rinoa tips him off. Oh my. He chuckles a little into his hand.]

I believe we are talking about two different things. Though no wonder your scent encases him.

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I-i-it's n-not...

It's not his? Oh, Negi. Did I put Alphonse into your mind? [He smirks a little, chuckling a bit]

I wonder. What are you imaging? Every breath and word that I breath? Pardon me.

[Oh, no, Sebastian. It's his. Negi and Al may not be like that, but they're around each other enough to have the other's scent on them. They even sleep in the same bed some nights.

There's a tiny, shaking breath, and he looks away, cheeks burning.]

Wh-what are you getting at?

[He smirks a little, his tongue slipping out to idly lick over his lips]

Tell me, won't you? Just how much do you like Alphonse?

[And the PCD promptly falls to the floor, face up, but only showing the fringes of Negi's bangs.]

Oh my. That much? Ah, my deepest apologizes. I'll refrain from mentioning it further. [But now that he knows]

Please leave it alone.

Oh, as you wish.

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