[ The hit of course connects, and Ciel lets out a weak, but sharp cry of pain. He's always been a weak child, prone more to gentle activities suited to a gentleman than anything athletic, and he quite preferred that. What he did know was all practical, skills that Sebastian had taught him as necessary, but... There was nothing he could do. There's a loud crack, and though it doesn't break anything, pain sears across Ciel's face.
But he doesn't make a sound after that. He holds his arms up slightly defensively, but not enough to actually stop Peko if she tries again. It's clear this is far from the first time he's been hit, even so severely, so like before, he's silent and yielding to her. ]
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But he doesn't make a sound after that. He holds his arms up slightly defensively, but not enough to actually stop Peko if she tries again. It's clear this is far from the first time he's been hit, even so severely, so like before, he's silent and yielding to her. ]