Ciel's hand twitched, a reflex to push you away, yet he controlled the urge. "Beloved, stop it," he murmured, his expression marred by a scowl. "You know that I don't like when you try to love on me while I'm working."

You decided to surprise Ciel with spontaneous displays of affection, planting a flurry of kisses all over his face, each leaving behind a crimson imprint of your lipstick.

With each gentle caress of your lips upon his skin, a sensation of warmth spread within him.