“See, and you say I just drop myself into your lap— it’s more like you always invite me.” But no, he wasn’t going to stand there all night and so he did just what Ciel was indirectly asking of him, coming around the desk to push his chair out enough for him to comfortable sit himself in the boy’s lap, and lean back against the edge of the desk.
Well if your memory goes back a few months I didn’t always want you in my lap or the like. There was a time when I’d push you away from physical affection instead of encouraging you.
Ciel held onto Alois’ waist as the chair moved slightly and had more weight on it, keeping Alois steady as he settled down on the bluenettes lap.
“It doesn’t. I’m talking about right now.” He said, with a tap of his index finger to the tip of Ciel’s nose and a subtle shift in his lap, to get a little more comfortable. Because in the past few months, Ciel sure hadn’t gotten any less bony.
He did squint his nose a bit when Alois tapped it, the boy always seemed to pull out random movements to keep Ciel from expecting everything, although he wasn’t complaining when Alois shifted his weight so it was sitting better on Ciel’s lap. He tugged for Alois to scoot closer, just so it’d be more comfortable for him as well.
And I got what I wanted, so I don’t see either of us complaining. You’re comfortable, as am I.
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