As Ciel sleeps peacefully after his third cake, Seb notices a slight tummy bulge and gets evil thoughts
Ghost Vincent whispers: Fatten him up. Be a feeder. Feed and love him. You know you want to
Seb: Piss off! I’m not letting your kinks influence ME!
Having a child AU
Seb: Ah. Our son is picking flowers for you
Ciel: How do you know they aren’t for you?
Seb: Well…obviously I’m the papa
Ciel: *eye twitch* No I am.
Seb: Let’s just wait and you’ll see..
Ciel: He’s going to give them to you
Seb: No. You