She squirmed in discomfort at the pressure against her hips, trying to resist the urge to push it off. Even though she knew that this position she was in didn't mean anything, she could not stop the pink tint on her cheeks from glowing even brighter.
Hell, being straddled on by Ciel Phantomhive while sitting on an ice-cold snow-covered ground in an alley was not an ideal way, her ideal way to stay hidden. This was an extremely uncomfortable and sexually awkward situation to be in.
Her legs that sat crossed under her were getting soaked to the point that they felt like frozen meat. Her back was sore from being poked by the sharp corners of the crates she was leaning against. And the way Ciel was leaning over her, caging her with his body and his knees by her hips was making her blush. The
