Chapter 176
Nolan
So last night, I was drowsy. I woke up to pee, shuffled to the bathroom half-asleep, and found an explicit show on full display.
Ciel was on one of those fancy bathroom chairs they have in the palace—the ones that look more like thrones than something you'd actually sit on. And Jack was on his knees between his legs.
I froze in the doorway.
It was comical, really. The way time seemed to stop. The way Ciel looked at me—eyes wide, mouth open, frozen mid-moan. And Jack? Jack looked up, face still buried between Ciel's thighs, before slowly pulling back.
His chin was glistening.
He had an infuriating smirk on his face.
"That's what you get for sleeping, doggy," he said.
Like it was my fault. Like I was the one who decided to have loud, explicit sex in a shared bathroom in the middle of the night.
I backed out. Closed the door. Went back to bed.
