[Masochistic indeed, since... had Ciel perhaps started wondering if there's no real power behind his Orders, after all? That Sebastian obeys them solely for his own amusement, or code of conduct? That, being as out of it as he is, he'll react to them the same way as anything else you say to him right now - with only partial comprehension at best?
He doesn't. Sebastian's eyes were unfocused and half-lidded - they widen immediately, in a flash of red, at the word Order. There's the smallest noise of surprise, or protest, and while Sebastian doesn't leap out of the bed or make any such attempt his body seems to tense up, his eyes locking on Ciel.]