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“Ciel, your dinner is getting cold,” Sebastian tells his boyfriend with a self-satisfied smirk plastered to his face.
“C-can’t…” Ciel stutters through gritted teeth, holding onto the dark green fabric of the 5-star restaurant’s table cloth with a deathgrip. His chin is nearly buried into his small heaving chest, and he’s visibly sweating.
“Want it faster, baby?” Sebastian croons, fishing through the pocket of his blazer to find the hard rectangular shape the size of an ipod mini. He fingers the two switches, teasing the flushed boy sitting across from him. His free hand comes up, waving the waitress over for another drink and as she saunters in their direction, he pushes the nub to the right of the remote all the way up.
Ciel is shaking his head, mouthing ‘no, no, Sebas…no…’ just as Amy the waitress joins them.
Her eyes fall on the petite man and her expression is one of concern. She mentally goes over the orders, wondering if she’s missed an allergy, or if she remembers seeing the couple fighting prior to now. The slate-haired boy has tears clinging to his lashes now, is avoiding his lover’s mischevous gaze and is squirming uncomfortably.
“Are you okay?” Amy asked, hoping the manager isn’t watching… it’s her first night and she doesn’t need this.
“No. N-noooo,” Ciel moans, as Sebastian rubs his foot up and down against his painfully hard cock. He looks up at the cute redhead, his brows drawn together, sharp, little hitches escaping his barely parted lips. “I’m… I’m gon- gonna…”
“His food was really spicy,” Sebastian interjects kindly, “he’s gonna need another glass of milk.”
Amy nods and turns around and as she walks away, she wonders what the chef added to the mashed potatoes to make them so spicy.