Chapter 83
Jack
They hesitate for a moment before following my order, I take a step back and they stand to undress.
They are so awkward it's cute. First the shirts are gone, then the bottoms, then the underwear. I let my eyes roam slowly, deliberately and for all their reluctance, they're just as turned on as I am.
The funniest part? Neither of them can look at each other. Ciel stares at the wall like it suddenly became the most interesting thing in existence, and Nolan is focused on some random corner of the ceiling.
"Oh my god," I groan, pinching the bridge of my nose.
"You two look like teenagers at their first house party. You're naked, not standing trial."
Ciel lets out a nervous little laugh, cheeks flushed pink, hands twitching like he doesn't know where to put them. Nolan rubs the back of his neck, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. It's adorable. Infuriating, but adorable.
"Look at each other," I order.
