descensus

Chapter 13: Closer of Facilis Descensus Averno is up!!!

When I come back to the table, Ciel looks contemplative; eyes down cast and lower lip caught between teeth.

“You didn’t finish your water like I told you to.” I state with a frown. It was all too common for omegas in heat to die of dehydration.

“Sebastian.”

“Don’t you Sebastian me, you—”

“Kiss me.”


(Just realized that I forgot to include the link. Whoops!)


https://archiveofourown.org/works/13619832/chapters/31271418