crimsonrose99

[crimsonrose99]

EA 'conveniently forgot' that stuff packs exist again and made an EXPANSION pack for 3 hobbies?! Disappointing but sadly not surprising 😕 They drove the Sims 4 into a grave immediately after its release. 91 DLC?! What happened to the pack refreshes? Bugs and glitches that are years old but were never fixed? Apologies for the rant but I had to get it out of my system.

[crimsonrose99]

WALKING ON GLASS.

#!WHO; SEBASTIAN MICHAELIS x fem!reader

#!CC: power play, o.sex (receiving), implications of demonic entities

NETWORKS @angelshub @bitchcraftinc @planetonet

The sound of dishes smashing against the floors was deafening as it carried throughout the manor. The splintering shatter of an expensive set caused the three three other house aids to grimace. In the upper room of Ciel Phantomhive, his eyes closed and he sighed, for regret was starting to cloud his mind in hiring you— the new maid. The help to what he’d already deemed, ‘A full house.’

Sebastian bowed gracefully, his head cocked slightly as he smiled.

“I will see to it that the mess will be cleaned young master.”

“Make sure that you do. I have very little patience left.” Phantomhive waved off. Sebastian then walked out shutting the door behind him with a soft click. He pulled at his pristine gloves as he walked down the hallways, a devilish grin splitting his face.

When he’d arrived at the kitchen door he’d picked up on quips of complaints from you and Mei-Ren.

“I’m going to be done for sure this time...” You whined, brushing glass pieces onto a dustpan.

“I’m sure you won’t. The young master is lenient. During my recent years I was such a klutz and Sebastian had to—”

The butler opened the door and the conversation halted with unease in the air. Mei-Ren stood nervously and you kept your head low as your fingers trembled to pick up the rest of the glass. The heat of eyes boring into the side of your head didn’t go unnoticed as they clinked softly together in the pile.

“You may go. I shall handle this.” Sebastian’s velvety voice remained low, his eyes glued on your crouched form. Mei-Ren gave a reassuring glance towards you and bowed quickly. After the haste retreating footsteps, the room was quiet except for the soft sound of tinkling glass shards.

“Stand please,” Sebastian hummed, his red eyes trailing your straned movements; your chest rose and fell slightly and he could hear the quickening tapping of your beating heart. Your eyes looked everywhere but at him, which he found a bit rude but another lesson to be made at a later date.

You clasped your hands in front of your body, ready to endure whatever verbal penalty was sure to be made. This wasn’t your first offense.

Countless of glassware had been destroyed by your hand, not to mention the mistakes you’ve made since you were hired by the young master. From nearly burning down the manor due to attempted meals, to using the wrong chemicals in the garden. All resulting in Sebastian’s stern dispraises. Phantomhive pegged you to be just as bad as his other servants put together.

Sebastian began to snake towards you, his movements precise and elegant. With ease, he’s stepped through the shards of remaining glass, not even trailing it behind him. As he got closer, you subconsciously shrunk back until you hit the far wall with a small gasp.

Sabastian brought his hand to his mouth, swiftly biting the fingertip of his glove and pulling it off, all the while his gaze never left yours. Leaving the glove on his left hand, he pressed both palms against the wall on either side of your head, effectively caging you in. He picked out the accelerated beating in your chest as his face lowered towards yours.

Sebastian was never going to admit this to any mortal, but he a part of him was looking forward to another slip up from you. Ever since the young lord hired you, your entire essence intrigued him. On more accounts than one, the need for self restraint became nearly intangible whenever you were around. He knew humans were creatures who could not reject temptation. Never had he thought he’d be acting just like them.

His eyes held a dark glint in them as his lips stretched into a grin.

“That set was a favorite of the young lord,”

“I’m sorry! I slipped and I really tried to catch my fall, but I only ended up making things worse.”

“Yes, the ordeal is quite unfortunate,” He continued. “The entire glass set was a precious family heirloom.” The demon lied, which was proven to be effective given the horror stricken look on your face. You were on the verge of tears and your lips parted to let out a soft sigh.

Sebastian brought a finger under your chin, pulling your head up in his direction. For the first time, you were made to look into his piercing eyes and you gulped.

“I’m sure I can come up with a reason for the destruction of the valuables.” His eyes shone mischievously and a second later, it hit you. And he knew that you were not going to reject the offer. In return, his knee slid upwards, dragging out a gasp from you at the sudden movement and the friction against your core. He smirked and lowered his sight to the rise and fall of your chest, zeroing in on your breasts.

“Lift your uniform and turn around.” His order was low and straight to the point, sending a shiver down your spine. He stepped back, allowing you to do so and once you were facing the wall, your cheeks heated up in how vulnerable you were now before the butler. A second or so later, you felt cool air hitting your heat and you whimpered, turning your head slightly. You then felt strong hands taking hold on your hips, gripping them in a way that sent dull pain throughout your legs.

“Face the wall.”

Sebastian moved closer, licking his lips at the scent of your femininity. It was different and he was intrigued. His finger hooked through the side of your panties, pulling them taut and exposing your glistening lower lips. He leaned forward, giving you a quick and experimental lick, causing you to release a not-so-quiet cry.

“I would strongly suggest keeping your voice down, yes? We wouldn’t want an audience.” He chuckled before returning his mouth to your pussy. You quickly clenched your uniform dress in one hand as the other covered your mouth, muffling your moans in your gloved hand.

His tongue flattened against you, teasing your clit before trailing back until it disappeared inside of you, writhing and thrusting against your gummy walls. Your body was growing flush as he worked his mouth against you, drawing more and more of your slick.

Sebastian’s movements started off as sensual and graceful, much like his surface personality. But each second his senses spent engulfed in your heat ignited something primal in him. His refined technique was abandoned and replaced with one less coordinated but more enthusiastic nonetheless.

Subconsciously, his fingers dug deeper into your hips releasing more added pleasure than pain. Obscene wet noises arose, synchronizing with your low moans. A hand left your hip to push past your folds and curled upwards, effectively sending a shock through your body resulting in a cry this time.

Sebastian hummed, taking the action into memory and his ministrations seemingly went lazy. At this point, it wouldn’t take much more for you to come and he knew this, doing it again.

His face pushed deeper against you, his tongue nudging your clit and at the same time curling his finger and this is what sent you over the edge.

The noise that escaped wasn’t suppressed behind your palm this time. Your thighs quivered as you calmed down, whimpering as the butler gave you a final few laps before standing. Now more than before, you wanted to feel him, see him, touch him as he ravaged you with what he had to offer.

Turning around slightly, you caught a glimpse of darkness, the air around you suddenly cold. Murkiness surrounded you, as you only caught a flash of his twisted face in a snarl—a stark contrast to his typical refined features. A shiver ran down your spine, his grip returning but tighter than the last.

“You still refuse to listen.” His breath was ticking your ear, tone menacing but the same velvet that compelled your limbs to relax.

Before you could come up with some half thought out apology, he sheathed his dick into you, grunting softly when he was flush against your ass. Not knowing when he had the time to release himself, you keened at the sudden intrusion as you shifted and tightened around him.

He sighed, strumming his fingers on your hips before pulling out and pushing into you firmly. His movements formed a rhythm as you were rocked against the wall. By now, your hand had fallen from your mouth and was instead placed on the surface in front of you. Movements increasing in speed as well as forcefulness, moans poured from you, wafting through the kitchen and you could only hope that’s where they’ll remain.

Sebastian grunted before yanking your hands behind you, wrists gripped under his one hand with precision at the small of your back. He’s reverted to fucking you with reckless abandon, his own breathing just barely ragged.

You, however were a mess, your vision blurred with wetness, voice producing a low mantra of the butler’s name as a desired pressure began to build up within you. Over and over, his thrusts hit that sweet spot within you that pushed you closer and closer to that moment of bliss.

“What do you think of this lesson?” It was a strange question, at the even most strangest time. It barely processed in your ears and you’re only half inclined to answer in the state you’re in. However, his hand reaches to tilt your head back, face ethereally perfect as golden pools stare into your soul.

“Hnn..?” You couldn’t think, much less articulate any response he was looking but that was alright. He just wanted to drink in the gloss in your eyes as your mouth moves, no words escaping. Your cunt pulsated around him, each stroke drawing more and more of your essence from your body. Perhaps, he thought, it would be wrong to indulge in a bit of the human soul. Not when you were so vulnerable and pliant under his mere gaze. You didn’t see him now. You didn’t see what he’d become again, as the only thing you that surrounded you was the grip of the cold and your cunt being stretched out.

Only when he released you with a low chuckle did the static disipitate and the pressure snaps, his hand quick to hold your cries.

Delicious aftershocks took hold of you, controlling your convulsions as you clenched repeatedly around Sebastian’s cock. You couldn’t see the subtle twist of his features as he approached euphoria as well, his grip icy as he held you against the wall. Following suit soon after, his hot come spilled into you in copious amounts, filling you until it trickled down your thighs.

He pulled out and your legs buckled slightly beneath you before he chuckled and you were spun around.

“Hey now,”

Sebastian was altogether neat. His uniform remained as immaculate as they were when he walked in, white gloves on and pristine. His face retained its usual fair skinned complexion, void of sweat or any indication of vigorous activity.

Meanwhile, you knew you looked a complete mess if it wasn’t obvious. Sebastian cocked his head and smiled warmly, a bright expression that contrasted the devil in his eye.

“Despite how pleasurable this lesson has been, I implore you to exercise caution and heighten your awareness. The young master would not appreciate any more recklessness from you and neither will I.” As he spoke his teeth gleamed only adding to the weight of his words engraved in your mind.

Still you straightened, your hands clasping tightly over your uniform as you nodded curtly.

“Yes Sebastian!”

After that encounter in the kitchen, your mistakes and slip-ups had been reduced to very little occurrences to absolutely none.

“See I knew you’d get the hang of things!” Mei-Ren beamed.

“Maybe I’ll let you cook something small again. Seeing how much you improved and all.” Baldroy had praised, fanning a smoking pot.

Each of the house aids were ultimately pleased you were doing better than you had been before.

Even Phantomhive seemed content, but not at all surprised knowing Sebastian had a hand in it. The butler was delighted as well, rewarding your improvements with favorable pleasures every now and again.

He still needed to teach you a lesson about listening after all.

DILFOS. do not plagiarize my content�� current or archival.

[crimsonrose99]

Sebastian Michaelis

— : [nsfw] unprotected sex, slight teasing

— : kink :: sensory deprivation (blind folding)

sebastian loved your blind faith in him. he’s never had anyone or anything trust him quite like you do and it’s jarring as it is empowering.

he takes pride in knowing you’d gladly let him do as he pleases and he tends to take advantage of that but only because you’re more than okay with it. more than happy to let him take the lead sometimes.

“there’s no need to be so nervous darling” he chuckles, watching you careful as he ties the blindfold over your eyes.

the soft silk is comfortable and not too tight but it’s secured and you can’t see anything even if you tried to open your eyes underneath.

“i’m not nervous” you lie and he sees right through you but instead of teasing, he kisses you, wrapping a gloved hand around your throat to keep you in place.

his kisses are always sweet and addicting, tasting like the tea he often likes to drink.

you feel goosebumps all over your naked skin when he presses his chest against yours. he’s still dressed while you’re completely naked but it doesn’t make you feel any less aroused, as embarrassing as it might seem.

“do you remember your word love?” he asks, turning you onto your hands and knees. he admires how beautiful you look like this and he resists the urge to take a picture. that could be for a different time, when he wasn’t in such a rush to take you.

“yes” you say, “butler”

he smirks as he unties his own shirt, leaving it open instead of fully undressing. he knows you like the feeling of his pants against the back your thighs when he fucks you.

you can only rely on your hearing to figure out what he’s doing. this isn’t the first time you’ve used a blindfold but it still makes you feel shy.

you moan, biting your lip when he slaps your ass once and then twice. he couldn’t help himself when you presented yourself to him like this, a meal all for him and he was very greedy after all.

he runs his fingers up your spine and you shiver, suppressing a whine when you hear his deep chuckle right next to your ear.

he slides into you slowly, stretching you out around his cock. despite how many times you’ve done this, it burns and you bite into the pillow as he takes his time filling you up.

he knows you’d beg if you weren’t so hyper focused on everything happening around you. he can only imagine how intense everything feels.

“feels good darling?” he whispers, biting your earlobe.

you whimper, wrapping your arms tighter around his neck. it does feel good, better than you thought it would and you know he’s enjoying it as much as you are by the way he groans softly and thrusts a little faster.

he wants to savour it, the feeling of you wrapped up all around him and he knows there’s plenty of time to try this again in future but in the moment, all he can think about is you and how much you trust him and how good it feels to be inside you.

“such a good girl” he sighs, “you’re always so good for me”

you nod, kissing his jaw and any place you can reach without being able to see anything.

he easily indulges you as he speeds up his pace, kissing you hard and fucking you deeper. it’s just the way you always like it and he’s always been the one to give you everything you’ve ever wanted.

[crimsonrose99]

If you feel comfortable can you femdom x needy Sebastian in heat 👀 thank you.

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Spawn (Femdom! Reader x Needy! Sub! Sebastian Michaelis)

Fandom: black Butler/Kuroshitsuji

Rated: M

Warnings: Fellatio, Dirty Talk, Dom x Sub Dynamics

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His skin was flushed all over. 

It was certainly a rare sight to see. 

Normally, Sebastian was cool, calm and collected, but not when  he is in heat. 

You placed your hand on his cheek, which he leaned into your touch once you placed it there. “You’re so warm.” You told him, your voice soft, almost a whisper. 

“Please touch me, my love..” He was already begging for your touch which was usually the other way around. 

It was a nice change in pace. 

“Of course I will, I will touch you all over.”  You chuckled as you began to kiss his cheek. His breath hitched as he felt you plush lips against his warm blushed cheek. “P-please don’t tease… you know how I get when it is that time….” You nodded, he was more submissive and desperate when it was spawning time for demons. 

You grazed your lips all over his bare chest,  making sure to nip him every so often to claim him as yours. 

Sebastian moaned, the feeling of your lips was sweet and hot, stinging his skin. You could tell that he was already hard and all you did was just touch him.  You couldn’t help but chuckle, taking your lips and sucking on his nipples, which caused him to moan louder. You nipped and bit at it, making sure to give the other one the same treatment. 

“Darling… you’re doing too much..” Sebastian moaned out pathetically which caused you to giggle. 

“All I am doing is giving you kisses my love, nothing to it.” You kissed his flushed skin all the way down to his cock, which twitched. 

“S-shit..” Sebastian growled. 

You can only chuckle, “Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you.” You smiled, taking your lips and kissing all over his thick, hardness. He twitched again, and he moaned out in pleasure. 

“S-stop teasing…” He hissed. 

“I think I can and  I will. Now, stop complaining and let me do my magic.” You grinned, leaning forward to lick his shaft. Sebastian glared at you, he wouldn’t dare to defy you not at this state, instead he moaned louder as you teased his cock with your tongue. You llcked his tip teasingly, you could already taste his pre-cum that was profusely leaking from his tip. Tiny moans escaped his lips as you licked his pre from his tip. Then, you wrapped your lips around him fully, bobbing your head and sucking his cock, making sure to puff your cheeks as you pleasured him. You took your dominant hand and gripped his cock, stroking your hand and bobbing your head as you gave him fellatio. You heard a beautiful cacophony of moans coming from the pathetic demon’s mouth. He was so vocal, and  he was very erotic.  You moaned as you bobbed your head faster, gripping his cock tighter as you felt his cock twitching in your mouth. You knew he was about to cum, so you took your hand off of his cock and slowly slid your mouth further down his cock completely deep throating him.  Sebastian moaned out in pleasure, his hips thrusting upward, fucking into your throat, his thrusts, first became slow but he picked up the pace quickly te closer he was to come. Then, a thick load of his cum went down your throat. You moaned loudly, swallowing every drop of it.. After a few moments, you pulled your mouth away from Sebastian,  you begin to pant out loud staring into his flushed face. 

“Tsk tsk your cock is still hard and needy.” You teased, touching it, your fingers, grazing his tip. 

Sebastian gasped loudly, the pain and pleasure from your touch almost too much to bare.. 

“Please Darling… fuck me… I need to be inside of you…” He sounded pathetic, his begging was too erotic. 

“That is so sweet, I love it when you beg for me, of course I am going to fuck you.  I am going to ravish you.” You said seductively, taking off all of your clothes. You could see Sebasiton’s eyes filled with lust as his stares at your delicious nude figure. He looked like he wanted to devour you, licking his lips as his eyes glowed red.  

You got up on top of him, straddling him as you grind your pussy onto his cock. Sebastian moaned out in frustration.

“T-that’s not what I meant…” He whined. 

“Shhhh I am going to take my time with you, and if you complain again I will gag you.” Sebastian growls, he was getting irritated  and you grinned. “Is that an attitude?” You sneered at him, Sebastian let out another pathetic whimper. “N-no darling…”

“You’re such a good boy, now take what I give you.” You begin to rub your wet, pussy on his thick hardened bulge, your hips moving erotically as you took your time to pleasure the both of you. Sebastian whimpers were louder, the feeling of your slickness only made him want to come sooner.  

You were very aroused by how fast  Sebastian can come now, it’s never usually like this, so seeing him about to come just by you grinding on him made you extra aroused and ready to fully take him. You grinded against him faster, your eyes never leaving his face as you watched his face contort in pain and pleasure, his cock twitching and pulsating against your bare pussy lips. 

“You’re about to come aren’t you? You might as well.” You grinned, watching Sebastian whine extra loud as he came several spurts of his come all over your pussy and his stomach. You only tsked, shaking your head in a teasing manner. 

“You are so messy and distressed, This is a treat to the eyes.” You grinned, “Now I am so horny for you. I need you inside of me.” Sebastian’s eyes widened, excitent appeared on his face as you said that. He was still hard as rock but extra sensitive due to his previous two oragasms. 

“P-please… I need you…. fuck me..” Sebastian whimpered out. 

“Shhhh I will baby.” You patted his cheek, which he leaned into it. You then gripped his sensitive cock which he  gasped, as you aligned him at your entrance. You slid his cock inside of you, both of you simultaneously moaned as your pussy stretched around his sensitive thick member. You begin to bounce one his cock, slow at first, then you gradually went faster, you stared at him, watching him moan from arousal. “You like this don’t you?  You love it when I  fuck you like this?” You giggled as you move your hips vigorously, moaning out as his cock hit your g-spot. Sebastian was a mess, his whole body was feverish, he was sweating like and crazy and he was whimpering like  a puppy. His cock was pulsing rapidly as if he was about to come. “Are you going to come already?” He nodded his head, panting feverishly. “You are such a mess… You are never like this but since I love you, you can come inside of me.” You teased, bouncing on his cock vigorously moaning out in pleasure your arousal slicking his cock even more. A few seconds later Sebastian obliged, his cum spurting several loads into your pussy, filling you all the way up. You moaned out in arousal, enjoying the feeling of his warm thick seed inside of you, you clenched around his cock,  squirting all over his cock, your orgasm intense and lasted much longer than usual. You were spent and tired, you carefully got off the demon, and you looked at his cock, luckily his cock softened.  You were mentally sighed with relief. You needed a break after all of that. You laid next to Sebastian as he panted as well, clearly overwhelmed  by his powerful  orgasm. You rubbed your hands over his  bare chest, and smiled at him. He only chuckled, “Ah, don’t get too touchy with me my dear, If you do that then  I will have to take matters into my own hands…”  You looked down to  see his cock twitching from arousal again. You eyes widened incredulously, you couldn't believe how fast he was getting turned on by you. 

This was going to be a very long week for you.

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[crimsonrose99]

Demon In The Mirror [Sebastian Michaelis]

an: this is a rework of an old fic for a different character/fandom. I liked this fic idea and lovely Sebby really fit it, or at least I think so! I've been hyperfixated on the world's best butler so this scratched an itch for me.

pairing: Sebastian Michaelis x female reader

warnings: canon Sebastian, mirror sex, rough touching, praise, light degradation, biting, mark marking, dirty talk, pussy fingering, overstimulation, unprotected sex, mentions of blood (tiny)

Masterlist

A mirror–polished and unassuming as it stood in the corner of the room. It never lied, never hid the truth behind a veil of deceit. All it could do was reflect what it hungrily absorbed.

Truth laid bare for all who peered into its depths. The reflection of not only your physical reactions–the jerk of your limbs, soft quiver of your stomach–but your emotions poured into the surface and were somehow magnified back. Magic, perhaps?

On its own, the mirror was a beautiful thing, decoratively ornate and standing on claw feet. You gazed into it every morning to peruse your outfit and ensure your hair was coiffed exactly as intended. However, when you added what was showing on the calm surface at this moment, the mirror became a truly magnificent beast.

Two bodies entwined in a lover’s embrace.

Every detail was laid bare in exquisite detail, and this outcome was entirely your doing. Slender fingers with midnight nails flexed deliberately into your jaw, testing the strength you had long known against the delicate frame of your mortal body. The angle forced you to stare straight ahead, to witness what was happening to you in such clarity it stole the little air remaining from your lungs.

“You wanted this, did you not?” He lilted with an air of amusement that curled your toes. “I believe you were rather forthright with your desires this evening, at least you were once I coaxed them out of you.”

Sebastian Michaelis, the head butler and right-hand man to your father was a demon. As the eldest daughter in the family and well into your twenties, you were an anomaly to your father. He would have married you off years ago if it weren’t for your ability to chase away every suitor that called. The only person who had been able to get close to you was Sebastian if you could even call him a person. Except, you liked that he wasn’t human—humans were boring.

You cared not for whatever mysterious and demonic bond had been formed between him and your father. All that mattered was that he saw the real you beneath the prickly exterior you presented to the world. It had taken many months of flirtatious glances, heated whispers promising you all manner of carnal pleasure and touches that only grew in intimacy, but you considered Sebastian to be your lover for close to half a year now.

The only problem… he treated you with kid gloves.

“Sebastian… You know, it would be okay if you held me a bit tighter. If you wish to, that is.”

That was what had started it all, the words that led to this path of twisted pleasure. 

You recalled the delicate touch of white-gloved fingers, how they curled around your biceps to draw you into his lap. His carefully fastened tie and top buttons were messily undone by your hasty fingers and his midnight hair was just the tiniest bit dishevelled from where you had brushed through it.

The demon gently pawing at you was more than capable of tearing people apart with his hands, the white of his gloves rarely soiled by the crimson remnants of the deaths he bestowed, and yet he held you as if you were fine china. Didn’t he know that the times you bore witness to his feats of strength had resulted in ruined undergarments beneath your gown? He was a sight to behold, tall and lithe with a presence that demanded respect despite being a servant by occupation. What you wouldn’t give for him to direct some of that power and strength towards you, on those intimate late-night visits to your quarters.

“But, my dear, you are so soft. I wouldn’t wish to hurt you.” The sentiment was huffed into the sweet crook of your neck, his warm breath fanning across your skin whilst he smeared lazy, wet kisses to your jaw and the pulse hammering beneath the surface. It sounded almost bemused, and that irritated you.

You were no porcelain doll only to be taken out when it suited and arranged delicately upon pristine sheets. You were no silly girl. You were a woman, goddammit, and you wished above all else to be treated as such. Apparently, your expression gave away your frustration, either that or Sebastion was simply well-tuned to the emotions swirling in your complex mind.

“Have I said something wrong, darling girl?”

With today’s gown laid neatly atop your dresser, the petticoats beneath bunched around your thighs and hips, you sat back on your haunches to glower at him. His finger idled with the lace fastens of your bodice, doing little to stop you from moving away from his embrace.

A petulant huff passed your lips, arms folded across your chest, and his easy smile dimmed in response. It should have been your first warning, but ire had a way of dulling your senses to danger. 

“I will remind you that I am not made of glass, nor will I break if you…” The remaining words of your tirade seemed to become stuck in the back of your throat as your gaze met with Sebastian’s. The subtle carmine of his irises caught fire, glowing coals of ember that spoke of something… unknown? Worryingly unknown.

Maybe you had misspoken, your tone a little more harsh than you intended but it was too late to remedy. Your shoulders sagged, your body deflating rapidly from the hot air that filled you only moments ago. 

The room charged with electricity, you could feel it press atop your head like a physical manifestation of a weight trying to crush you against your bedspread. Something was most assuredly wrong and it wouldn’t be long before you found out the consequences of your little outburst.

“If I what?” he hissed from between gritted teeth, white and gleaming.

Your eyes snapped to his face, and the stark lines of displeasure traced his cheekbones and brow. No longer were you gazing into the face of Sebastian, your lover, this was the demon that lurked beneath. The one you longed for and were going to suffer his wrath no matter if you tried to back peddle or not.

He sat up straight with a start, forcing you further back and almost tumbling you right out of his lap. A palm anchored around your wrist, tightening against the fragile tendons until they nearly popped and wrenching you forward until you were nose to nose. His breathing was harsh, your own picking up pace to match it perfectly. For a moment you thought he would speak but after many moments of staring back and forth, he pushed back and looked towards the periphery. 

With a precision no man or demon should have, he caught the fingertip of his virginal white gloves between his teeth and slowly pulled each one free in turn. You squirmed watching him reveal his hands, the intricate design that you always did your best to ignore caught your attention but it was quickly stolen away.

That same hand shot forward to wrap around your hair, yanking on the length in one swift motion until your roots tugged painfully and your throat bared in front of his eyes. The breathless whine you expressed sounded truly pathetic, only matched by the arousal pooling in your underwear.

“Hm, so you won’t break if I do this?”

Sebastian reared back and bit around the slender column of your throat, not enough to break the skin but it hurt—it hurt bad enough to spark tears in your eyes. The sweep of his hot, wet tongue licked across the mark he made, tracing the indents his teeth had created along with a low grunt that sounded from the depths of his chest.

Cool, nimble fingers reached into the front of your bodice, teasing against your heated flesh before rending the garment clean in two. The noise of expensive fabric ripping thundered in the room and you gasped at the sudden chill covering your naked breasts. 

It was hard to navigate the sudden flip in his demeanour, although you had all but asked for it. You braced your trembling hands over the lapels of his double-breasted jacket in an attempt to find grounding and solace, but there was none to be found. It appeared that your demon lover was bowing to your whims, you should be pleased, and yet there was a beat of trepidation in your heart. What had you let yourself in for?

As if sensing your wayward conviction, Sebastian moved with alarming ease to the edge of the bed. It was evident that your added weight meant nothing to him, and that alone made you moan into the shell of his ear.

He placed you down in a puffy cloud of your petticoats and stood to shrug out of his jacket and waistcoat but annoyingly left his shirt in place. It didn’t stop you from ogling him openly, knowing what lay beneath even if it was rare to spend the night with him completely nude.

A finger and thumb pinched into the fat of your cheeks, lifting your gaze from the blatant lust-filled staring to meet his eyes that had mellowed to a sparkling fuschia. He was so pretty, so devastatingly pretty that you clung to his wrist, blinking up at him with heat-filled cheeks.

“You will direct your eyes up here, and wherever I instruct, is that clear?”

Only when he was satisfied he had captured your attention and you had given your clear understanding did he release the grip of his fingers, settling beside you. He patted his lap in invitation and you were crawling before he could even raise a sleek black eyebrow.

Smooth palms decorated your sides, pausing to grope your breasts. Sebastian exhaled a laugh when the excess spill from your breasts squished between his splayed fingers, pebbled nipples grazing the hearts of his palms. You whined and rocked against the bulge beneath his tailored trousers, only feeding the frenzy of his wandering hands and how roughly he was exploring your smooth skin. It was a perfect storm of demonic lust and ardent excitement, the result of which resided in the pit of your stomach. You were drooling between your thighs, flushed by the thought of it and you knew he’d tease you when he discovered how wet you were.

“A needy little thing, aren’t you? Darling, surely you aren’t this desperate for my cock?” His hand was beneath the plumes of petticoats, zeroing in on your soaked panties before you could blink. Sebastian tsked whilst his finger stroked the sizeable wet stain that traced the length of your slit. “Deary me, you’re already soaked. One might think that this side of me excites you.”

Without warning, he bounced you from his knee, your feet found the plush rug by your bed but your balance was not to be trusted and you were thankful for the firm hands at your waist keeping you steady. That was until those ruthless hands were twisted in your petticoats and tugging them down your legs to pool around your twisting feet, followed by the sudden removal of the final piece of clothing.

You tried to shield your modesty–an arm slung across your breasts and a hand cupping your sex whilst stepping out of your panties when suddenly you were dwarfed by Sebastian’s taller frame. He appeared even taller than usual, though you weren’t sure if it was an illusion aided by the long shadows cast by the candles on your bedside.

A mere flick of his wrist and your hand dislodged from protecting your decency. He stepped right into your personal space to force his hand exactly where yours had once been and began to dig deeper. Your nails scrambled against the stiff white starch of his shirt, blinking up at him much too fast whilst he took no care to spread you apart with his fingers.

“A-ah, Sebastian!”

Again, he tsked you and clicked his tongue against his teeth in admonishment when a slick covered finger rose into your vision, sparking a fresh wave of heat in every inch of your body.

“Clean it off like a good girl,” he cooed, his voice dripping in honeyed sweetness that you did not trust.

This was not something you had participated in before, but you were determined to meet the challenge in his eyes and earn a sliver of praise that would bow your spine. The taste was surprisingly sweet, a little heavy on your tastebuds but you sucked the long digit between your lips and twirled your tongue around and around to better understand why Sebastian so loved to lay between your thighs and indulge.

He patted your head affectionately, lowering his hand to caress your cheek and smirked when you turned your face to press a kiss to his palm. Unknown to you his attention had snared on the standing mirror in the far corner of your bedroom, eyeing it with first curiosity and then wicked amusement.

You were uncertain why he was interested in the mirror, leaving you by the bed naked and vulnerable, to examine the gold-gilded frame and moving it with ease towards you. What on Earth..?

“What are you–?”

Sebastian cut you off, turning you roughly and sitting with you on full display for the mirror. It made you uncomfortable to see yourself this exposed, you barely looked at yourself in this state whilst bathing or dressing so to see the thick strands of lust hanging from your parted lips was jarring. A sensation writhed in your chest, a mixture of embarrassment mingling with a little pride. Your demon that stared from over your shoulder was here of his own free will, no contract or binding bid him to your side and that was an empowering thought.

He chuckled, pressing a chaste kiss to your flushed cheek. “I am merely doing what you asked of me. You wished me to hold you tighter and be used like a pretty whore for the night, so I am doing just that.”

“I didn’t say that!”

“Ah, but you may as well have, my darling. Your body speaks far more readily than your mouth and I can hear it loud and clear.”

Before he had finished speaking, his thumb found your eager little pearl, stroking around and around in maddening circles without touching it directly. Sebastian shuffled beneath you and you felt the blunt tip of his cock trace along your cunt for the first time that night. 

A thread of power pulled through the length of your spine, straightening it and you knew deep down that it was his doing. Your eyes flickered to his blazing ones, biting your lip enough to cause blood to bead. A heated kiss cleaned the offending crimson from your plump bottom lip. The scene was like nothing you could ever dream of. No book or play could conjure such images. It was enough for sweat to roll from your temples and he hadn’t even slipped inside yet.

“Can you see what I see?” He cooed, stroking the curve of your jaw with his thumb.

You weren’t sure you did. Sure, you were a carnal feast for the eyes but wouldn’t any woman be in this position? Evidently, he disliked your silent uncertainty.

“A strong woman who stood against her family and chose to take a demon as a lover instead of marrying into dazzling wealth.”

Your chin rose as the words hit home, the cool ferocity of his tone enough to make you clench around nothing but air and the promise of what was to come.

“You are mine. No one else could hope to take you from me. I speak these words now and I will die by them. Mine. Do you understand?”

Nodding weakly, you watched his features twist in the reflection of the mirror. The desperate hunger and possession stoked the fires of the demon. It was at that moment that he pushed the bulging tip into your leaking cunt, pushing deeper past the tight ring of muscles with an exalted sigh of triumph. Sebastian held you still, fingers gripping the meat at your waist to prevent you from trying to run from the stretch you were sure to be experiencing.

It only took one forceful rut of his hips to sheath himself halfway, forcing your silken walls apart, to accept him as you always did. The remaining air from your lungs expired from the sudden pressure and overwhelming feeling of fullness.

Steady hands braced on the inside of your knees to prevent you from closing your thighs and it only made your whimpers sound all the more desperate. You were met with a warning growl directed into your ear, fiery pain following from the sharp teeth that tore at your shoulder until the marks were clear in the watery image in the mirror.

You blinked through tears, struggling in the clutches of a beast you had never mated with before. This was different, and you knew that when he stroked himself to the hilt in your cunt, he felt bigger, wider even, and the tip of his cock knocked painfully at your cervix.

It was near impossible to keep your eyes open, not when they were filled with unspilled tears and your head and heart were pounding from the lack of movement. Scrunching your eyes closed was natural when all you wanted to do was roll your hips and surrender to the build of friction but you couldn’t.

“Watch.” He demanded, wetting two fingers in his mouth and smacking them against your jumping clit as punishment for daring to close your eyes. “This is what you wanted and you’ll see just how rough I can be.”

Here you were. Nude and being used for pleasure. Wrapped in a strong embrace that forced you to witness what you had brought about. Expert fingers pinched at your tender nipples and rolled the taut buds between finger and thumb whilst the other hand abused your puffy clit.

Your body trembled as another orgasm neared–you had no idea what number this one was and it certainly wasn’t the first.

“Oh. Oh, fuck.”

The words tumbled out in velvet tones, eliciting a dark chuckle from Sebastian. He delighted when you cussed, knowing that your usual etiquette was entirely lost and your decency stolen away by how he fucked your pliant body.

With every new wave of pleasure, you understood more and more about the monster holding you tight and you didn’t believe you could love him any more than you did right now. He could destroy you without so much as breaking a sweat and yet he chose to hold you like this. Yes, it was rougher than ever before but you knew there was still a gentleness to his ministrations.

This demon had found a mortal interesting enough that for the first time in his long existence, he had no desire to ever see his contract fulfilled. 

His pistoning hips stopped; twitching cockhead buried against your cervix and the pulsing veins that ran the length of his thick shaft throbbed for release. He had assaulted the softy tissue buried behind your clit for long enough, it was time for him to find release too.

You were witnessing the birth of a million stars–a fucking cosmos--behind your eyelids as Sebastian massaged your insides in slow, deliberate circles. Every time you found the reflection in the mirror and met his potent stare, it made you whimper and rut even harder against him.

He was close, you could feel it with every laboured breath at the nape of your marked neck.

“What a picture you make, my dear, one I would love to hang in my room. You are all blissed out and ready for me to spill. Should I cum inside or paint your pretty stomach?”

Your head fell to his shoulder, and for the first time, he let you take your eyes off the show in front of you. Instead, he narrated it to you and that was almost worse. The seductive silky smooth tone of his words heated your blood beyond the boiling point.

“Oh my... look at this thick creamy ring around my cock… I could watch your pretty pussy drool over me all day.”

With a final shove of his hips, jets of heat coated your walls and you were spared from the embarrassment of begging for him to cum inside you. Sebastian grunted into your neck, the sensation of his hot mouth on your skin and the continued lazy pumps deep in your cunt tripped you over the cliff edge and into freefall.

Boneless, panting and mind blank except for the pleasure, your dazed eyes lifted to stare at the mirror.

Hair as black as a starless sky fell over your shoulder, strong arms clinging to your midriff and a mixture of viscous arousal dripped from between your trembling thighs.

Flushed and shivering, you bit your lip at the sight—your demon in the mirror.

[crimsonrose99]

A Maid's Dream Come True- Sebastian Michaelis Fanfic

Working as a maid of Ciel Phantomhive, you found yourself having feelings for the boy's butler, Sebastian. "He's so hot", you drool. You followed the demon around every chance you got, hoping he would notice you. Because you weren’t a clumsy maid, like Mey-rin, your efforts for the demon butler to look at you were slim.

Cleaning up in the kitchen, you gazed over at the door, getting a glimpse of Sebastian. “Huh? Where is he going?”, you grinned. Putting away the cleaning supplies, you quickly hurried along, following behind discreetly. “What matters does he have in the guest room?”, you questioned, watching him enter the room. “I have to get a closer look…of him, of course”, you giggled. Tiptoeing to the entrance, you poke your head in slightly. 

"Why have you been following me?", Sebastian hissed. Getting caught by him standing right in front of the door, you jumped. "N-no reason. I was checking to make sure things were nice and tidy", you smile nervously. "Huh!", his crimson pupils bore into you. With a smirk, he replied, "You've been looking at me, haven't you?". With your reddened face, you tried to stammer out a reply but were interrupted by Sebastian, "You want my attention, is that it?". 

Gulping down another lie, "Me? No way! I'm not a stalker. It's not like I'm desperate to have you touch-". Quickly covering your mouth, you feel embarrassed. Staring at you with a sly grin, he walked closer and reached for your mouth, taking away your covering. With a soft smirk, he looked into your eyes and said, "I think you're trying to tell me something", his fingers slowly running across your face. Shaking your head rapidly, "No!", you yell. 

As you turned to run away, all you felt was Sebastian's tight embrace. "Oh, you think you're going to get away that easily?", he smirked. His hands tightened around your waist, pinning your body and arms to him while pressing the side of his face against you. “What the hell?”, you shrieked, feeling his warm body against you. “Oh, a strong reaction. Looks like I'm onto something", he chuckled. "You really are... cute, aren't you?", his crimson eyes slowly trailed you and back up to meet your frightened gaze. Sebastian softly lifted your chin up, "Look at me.", he commanded. 

Doing so, you blush. "I-I really need to finish cleaning". "May we do this another t-time?".  "I wasn't asking your permission", his lips curled into an amused smile. "But, since you're so cute...", he paused, "I'll allow it", his eyes wandered down once more before his lips met yours. Pulling you into a deep, passionate kiss, Sebastian's hand ran along your back as he held a tight grip on your waist. "Mmph", you moaned. His lips were soft like feathers. Letting you go, Sebastian whispered something into your ear. His hot breath against your throat sent shivers down your spine. "Meet me here", he said, his mouth almost grazing your neck. "Midnight tonight”. "Yes, sir", you reply, stuck in a daze.

Seeing Sebastian walk away, you zone out for a few minutes. "I can't believe what just happened". You couldn't help but replay the vivid moments in your head, your mouth moving silently to retell what had transpired. Sebastian's hands on your waist and your lips in a deep, fiery kiss. “He touched me….”, you paused. “HE TOUCHED ME!”. Doing a small happy dance, you remembered something. “Oh right, I’m not done cleaning”.

After cleaning up, you decided to make preparations. You would surely make yourself presentable for Sebastian. You were determined to make sure he found you attractive at midnight. “I definitely need a shower”, you huffed, wiping away the sweat from your forehead. “That’d be embarrassing if I smelled bad”. Removing your clothes, you set them aside as you headed towards the servants’ washroom. “What a long d-”.

Suddenly, you stopped, surprised to see Sebastian standing in front of one of the sinks, naked. "Oh, what a surprise", he chuckled. He watched you staring at his naked body and grinned. "Like what you see?", he said while his hand traced across his chest, his muscles tight. Sebastian took in your reaction before saying, "You may join me if you'd like. I'm sure we both need to clean up before midnight," his voice was like honey, a sensual draw which demanded your attention. “Fuck, fuck,, fuck!”, you internally scream.

Walking over to one of the unused showers, you turn on the water, ignoring him. Watching you, Sebastian smirked before following you in and closing the sliding door behind him. With your back towards him, he grabbed you by the waist to turn you around, "I'm sure I can persuade you to share the shower with me...", he winked at you, his words dripping with flirtatiousness. Pretending not to hear him, you proceed to reach for your washcloth to bathe.

As you began scrubbing your body with the washcloth, the demon took the opportunity to admire your form. With his eyes running a trail up and down your curves, he began to move closer.  "You know," his voice was low and sultry, every word making your body shake. "There's a much better way to get clean", he stepped forward and gently pressed you against the tiled wall. "A better way?", you questioned. "L-like what?". 

Sebastian chuckled darkly as he replied, "You don't really need a washcloth, do you?". Grabbing your hand that held the washcloth, he slipped it out of your hands, and onto the floor. “Now look at me”, he said seductively. Turning around, you did as told. His hands ran across your face before they moved down your body, his caress making you shiver. "I'll make sure you never need a washcloth again”. Gasping, you felt him rub your cunt’s lips. “Open”, he demanded, staring into your soul with his lustful eyes. Spreading your legs apart, the butler played with your clit, gently massaging it. 

Trying your best not to moan, you bite your lip. “I don’t want us to get caught”, you thought, shutting your eyes. “Am I making you uncomfortable?”, the demon asked, leaning into your ear. Slightly shaking your head, you didn’t want to use your voice to answer him. “No? Well it surely doesn’t seem like it”, he chuckled. Moving down to your neck, he licked the water off your skin, wettening it with his saliva. “You have pleasant skin, little maid”, he commented. Feeling your cunt get wetter, he inserted two of his fingers in you. Letting out a small whine, “Sebast-”. Covering your mouth with a kiss, Sebastian stuck his tongue inside. “It’s so warm and slick”, you blush. 

“Cum for me”, he whispered, penetrating you harder. You grab his arm, grinding against it as your forehead rests on his chest. “I’m close”, you whimper. Smirking, the butler said, “No need to rush. I have all night”. He kissed your forehead, feeling you shake with ecstasy. As you came on his hand, you climaxed so hard your knees began to feel weak. “I can’t stand much longer”, you pant. Holding you up, Sebastian lifts you, placing your back against the wall. “Don’t give up just yet”, he said. “I’m just getting started”.

He kissed your neck, slow and passionately. Taking a handful of his soft black hair, you run your fingers through it as he begins to mark your neck. The sound of your moaning flooded the washroom. “I don’t care if we get caught”, you say to yourself. “I need this….I need him”. Giving you one last hickey, Sebastian kissed your cheek, then moved to your lips. Making out with you, the butler slid his hand down to his cock, positioning it near your cunt’s entrance. He gently and slowly thrusted into you, making you moan in his mouth. He pushed his lower half upwards, causing your breasts to jump.

“Harder…please”, you beg. Satisfying your needs, he pounded you harder, adding more speed to his thrusts. The two of you make sweet love to each other, feeling one another’s body heat hit your torsos. “I’m gonna cum”, you say. Hearing you say that, Sebastian stopped, putting you down. “What are you-”, interrupting your speech, he took hold of your waist, turning you around.

The demon pressed you against the wall once again with your back facing him. His hands travel to your ass, giving it a small squeeze. “You have a soft bottom, little maid”, he said, right before slapping it harshly. You wince in pain, making him force your legs apart. “Sebastian?”, you call out. Giving you his attention he replied back. “Yes?”. “Can we keep this a secret?”. Sebastian smirked before speaking, "This is just our sweet little secret". He placed a hand gently on your face and said, "I promise, nobody will know,” he whispered into your ear. "Not even your master".

Sticking his fingers in your mouth, he held your mouth open, while he thrusted back into your pussy. You sucked on his fingers, having drools leak down from your chin to your breast. Feeling his digits wet enough, he averted his attention back to your clit. “You’re so good with your hands”, you moan, face pressed against the tile wall. He went deeper and faster, making him grunt beside your ear. You felt his warm breath hit your neck. “I never want this night to end”, you thought. “I finally got what I wanted”.

[crimsonrose99]

Kinks HC ~ Sebastian Michaelis

Author's Note: Since my other account @cheekyredwillow got deleted. I am adding some of my favorite fanfictions to this account and revamping this one with new ones. I hope to make an actual list of fandoms I am still a fan of! NO requests for the time being.

Warnings: It's in the name. This will contain filthy smut. Minors DNI! Read at your own risk. Discussing types of kinks

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~The list of kinks of Sebastian is a bit long

~Major Sir Kink

~Moan Sir out and he will immediately take you wherever you two are

~Call him Sir outside the bedroom and a lustful kiss will be placed on your lips 

~Will only allow you to call him Sir unless you want to be edged

~Which if you are a bad girl, it brings out another kink of edging

~He would make it torturous 

~He will find ways to make it through the day

~Making sure to edge you all day and all night

~Sometimes he will do it longer if you refuse to call him Sir

~You've lasted a week once

~While you are talking to Ciel, he'll bring you to an almost orgasm

~Before he backs off

~Loves seeing your cum drip down your legs

~Your soaked panties

~Until the next night and you are begging for some sort of attention

~Begging for him to take you

~Another kink of his is marking your body

~You are his

~No other damn demon will take you away

~So he leaves nasty purple hickies up and down your neck

~And always leave a mark on your shoulder to tell demons to back the fuck off

~Would you believe another kink is just him buried deep in your pussy?

~The hot cavern holding his large and thick cock tight makes his head spin

~He loves when your pussy automatically milks him and has the need for his seed

~So he'll make sure that he is deep in you before spurting his seed

~Cock warming is another kink

~Anytime he is finished with his duties with Ciel, he'll be balls deep in your pussy

~And wont thrust but just hold you

~Which actually makes you fall asleep faster 

~A different kink of his is when you dig your nails in his hair or back

~Sure it causes him some pain

~But damn

~Your eyes are rolled back

~And you have your nails dug in

~Just causes him to pound you harder 

~Where he can hear your moans

~Another major kink is a mix between public masturbation and public humiliation 

~Basically it is the morning after you two had sex and you are physically limping around the manor

~You are whimpering softly 

~You are still extremely sensitive from the night

~And your eyes are still blown wide with lust

~Just for him

~He can touch you and you immediately want more

~He loves seeing other demons growling in jealousy 

~Because you have no underwear on and his cum is dripping down your legs 

~Your nipples are erect under your dress

~His scent all over you 

~To show you are his

~And your pussy is still soaked in your own cum and his

~Ready for the next round 

~He's played with bondage with you

~But only likes when you are tied to the bed where you cant touch him

~And you are pleading to hold on

~So not a major kink

~The last kink is lace

~He loves when you wear lace bras, lace thongs, lace lingerie 

~Sometimes will make you wear lace outfits around the manor

~Ciel is clueless why you have been wearing more lace

~But Sebastian is horny and hard

~Just waiting to pound you deep while you wear your lace outfit

~Looking so innocent

~But saying such vulgar things

[crimsonrose99]

“You’re my nasty girl, aren’t you?” -Sebastian

Imagine Sebastian unhinged and in full on demon mode. The traditional formalities are over with.

y'all hoes asked for this prompt TWICE so get ready for the meal!

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The candlelight's weeping wax slid down the metal holster as the sounds of your bed's squeaks echoed in the engrossed bedroom. You could barely contain yourself as Sebastian positioned himself behind you, his palms molded around your hips, fingernails embedded in your supple, glistening flesh, and his athletic frame suited behind you.

It was a maiden's fantasy come true. To feel the entirety of Sebastian's dick inside of you, stretching your walls and pulling on your perverted flesh. His balls slapping against your quivering cunt as your moans echoed from wall to wall. You tried to run from his thrusts, you attempted to bounce forward as he rammed inside of you, but he wasn't having any of that.

Sebastian was there to fuck. Sebastian was there to fuck you, and it wasn't going to go any differently than what he planned for inside of his head.

"My my my..." his words sounded stiffened as he felt your pussy clench against him. The heated vibrations of your honeypot reverberating against his pole, sending shockwaves up and down his flesh. He was about to fucking lose it.

"Maybe I should refrain from fucking you more often. Look how much she misses me." He repositioned one of his hand to trace the lower portion of your spine with a smile, continuously drilling inside of you. his pace never faltered, but each thrust felt deeper and deeper. He french kissed your cervix, further marking your womb as his own. Both of your bodies were drenched in sweat, the candle wick coming closer and closer to its base but neither of you wanted to stop. Neither of you were going to stop, to be quite honest.

"Look how she pulls on me. She wants me here, huh? She absolutely adores what I do to her. Look-" he pushed deeper, making you cry out into an orgasm. As your hips convulsed on their own accord, he reached forward and grabbed you by the front of your neck, pulling you to his chest with one hand and wrapping his arm around your hips with the other, perfecting his stance to pound in you rigorously.

"Such a dirty girl. Constantly ravishing for me." He kissed your neck, growling in your ear as he felt all of you at his mercy.

"That's right. That's fucking right. Release all over me." his hand found its way to your clit, rubbing it vigorously back and forth, wanting to take it a step further.

"Oh, Sebastian, pleaaaaase!" You couldn't hold it! Your animal like cries bellowed in your bedroom as the clear liquid escaped from your crevices and soaked the bed. A smile of accomplishment spread across Sebastian's face.

"That's right." he was so pleased with you and himself. But his pounding didn't stop. Mixtures of your fluid, eachother's sweat, and the sticky viscosity escaping your pussy stained your pussy and ass as he continued to fuck the living daylights out of your begging pussy.

“You’re my nasty girl, aren’t you, Y/N? I bloody love it. Every fucking bit of it.”

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[crimsonrose99]

SMUT PROMPT ↷ "you're my nasty girl, aren't you?"

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♤;SYNOPSIS ↷ the time of keeping up appearances were nearing a close. sebastian was at his limits with you, and now it was time for you to practice your methods of deceit.

♤;ABOUT WHO? ↷ sebastian michaelis x fem!reader

♤;CONTENT WARNING ↷ minors DNI.

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Sebastian couldn’t help himself anymore. How could you do this to him? Walking around the manor without a care in the world. Your cheery disposition inherently masking what he knew underneath. The core of your very being. Like an apple freshly bitten into, its juices coating your hand down to your forearm. He wanted to, no, needed to have a bite of you again.

And you knew this. You tortured him on purpose. You felt like he didn’t fuck you hard enough, he didn't make you cum and lose your fucking mind like he normally did after a long day catering to the brat. And so now, you would punish him. By fucking your own self silly.

Leaving your door slightly cracked on purpose, your bedroom light would peer through the crack just enough to reveal yourself selfishly massaging your clit and squeezing your breasts to the thoughts of Sebastian on top of you, pounding away at you, moaning in your ear and filling Your begging pussy with his seed.

Night after night you would perform, and night after night you could feel a presence outside of your door, looking in. Observing. Waiting to strike. And in the day, when you knew you’d be stationed near him, you would purposely dab your neck with your essence. It drove him fucking insane. The second you would pass by him, he would clear his throat, adjust his shirt collar, and go the opposite way.

Eventually he'll break. But until eventually comes, the mouse will play.

Ciel was keeping everyone busy around the manor till the evening sun landed across the horizon, and today was no different. From the little bit of information you were able to gather from maid gossip, someone important was coming. Family maybe? Or the queen? You couldn't really figure it out. Nor did you really care. Between Mei Rin, Mr. Tanaka, Finny and Baldroy... did the manor really need more company?

You carried the laundry down the hall, humming a cheerful tune to yourself. You saw neither Ciel or Sebastian today which was a silent relief for you. Not only did you manage to squeeze in a morning orgasm, you could take your time in the laundry, possibly all day if you were smart about it. Nobody ventured that far to the laundry room. If you were stationed there nobody would expect to see you again till supper. Which was perfectly fine for you. At the least, you wouldn't feel embarassed about skipping out on wearing bloomers.

You dropped the large basket to your feet and readied the water to begin cleaning the linen. The room was already steamy, leaving you no choice but to toss your apron and hike up your dress.

You cinched one side and pulled it just below your garter, giving your maid outfit a dramatic transition from conservative to sultry in seconds. Your boots clicked across the moistened cobblestone, gathering inventory of what you need to bring tot he center of the room. The steam was getting to you second by second, so much that you needed to fix your hair out of your face and off your neck.

"My word." you sighed, fanning yourself. "Was it always this hot in here?" Your eyes scanned the room for the source until-

"No bloody wonder. Someone has the boiler turnt incredibly high." With a suck of your teeth and a stomp of your feet, you gripped the boiler handle and pulled it down to a more comfortable setting. You grinned in accomplishment as you cleaned your hands of the handle's dust and grime.

Returning back to your designated station, you looked around for any disturbances. Everything seemed to be normal for the most part. Well... As normal as a Phantomhive mansion has been since you've been there.

You rolled up your sleeves, bent over the washing station and got to work. You finished the linens and the whites with zest, silently satisfied with your efforts this morning. Maybe I should pleasure myself more. My productivity is to the roof! 

You wiped your forehead free of sweat. Your back and arms were starting to tense up, but you didn't want to stop. Because if you finished early, you could sneak to the kitchen and find a spare bowl of sweets Baldroy made excess of and hideaway until it was suppertime.  With that idea in mind, you reached down and poured in an odorless powder that's known for lightening the whites. 

You stood for a moment, turned your back to the clothes, and stretched your arms high into the air. The only noises around you were the sounds of water splashing in the neighboring basins, the chirping birds outside and the occasional neigh of the Master's horses. You couldn't wait to take your break right after-

"Huh?! Oh no. No no no no!" Your eyes bulged out of your head the second you turned around. The lightening powder was actually red! All of Ciel's finest whites were now stained a blood red.

"Such a disappointing sight, isn't it?" even with a bemused smirk on his face, his hardened eyes remained focused on you. With Ciel's clothes clutched in your trembling hands, you turned around with a flustered yet annoyed glare.

"Why did you do this! I'm going to get into so much trouble with the Master!" 

"Trouble?" that tickled him. "The only trouble you should worry about is your attire." what? "The Phantomhive workers, especially the women, don't parade around here like mistresses of the night." Sebastian began to walk forward, his steady pace quickened, leaving you little opportunity to move to the side. Before you knew it, he was inches away from you. You could see the embers in his eyes flickering a lustful gleam underneath his everyday calm yet cold demeanor.

"Its such a shame, considering I Trained You. Do you not remember those days? Or better yet-" Sebastian pinned you at the edge of the wash basin, your upper back bending over the edge of the basin until your torso was nearly hovering over the scalding hot red water.

"Don't you remember those nights? How I would spend hours on hours teaching you the ways of the Phantomhive? Just for you to-" his hand snaked up the slit of your dress. With that same gloved finger, he traced your inner thigh upwards, his breath hitching the higher and higher it went. For someone as slim as Sebastian, he was strong. He was firm. He was.

"Just as I thought." he surmised. He pushed the fabric of your dress to the side, exposing your cunt for anyone to see if they strolled inside of the washroom. "Over all the washing detergent and imported bleach, I know your scent anywhere." without announcement, he outlined the slit of your plump lips. As he did so, he looked back up at you, a playful raise of an eyebrow on his face. You were wet, you knew this, and to feel him analyzing the viscosity with his finger made you squirm underneath him.

"Aren't you going to stop me?"

"Why would I?" his face softened. Was he disappointed?

"Its no fun chasing a mouse that just lays there to be eaten." again with his riddles.

"Well," you took a breath, feeling his fingers slip inside of you with no further movement. The pressure made you flinch, but you adjusted to his length with a moan. "What if i'm tired of playing and just want to be consumed?"

He enjoyed your form of wordplay. "Consumed you say?" he pushed further in. "And what makes you think I'm so hungry for you?" he leaned down to your neck, sending kisses up and down your neck as he pushed further inside of you. He groaned in your ear. He missed how wet you would get for him. Silently being taunted wasn't enough anymore. He needed to feel you.

"Its not like a Phantomhive to leave their guests unsatisfied, remember?" the fanged smile on his face got wider and wider as he heard your question. 

"My my, Y/N, I must say." he pushed the clothes out of your hand, turned you around, and lifted your dress over your hips to expose your rear to him. "As a butler of the Phantomhive manor, I'm impressed. But as your lover, I'm Devilishly ravished." he spread your lips open, admiring the sticky stream of fluids connecting your lips together. With his tongue extended wide, he flicked his tongue back and forth on your clit, purposely making more noise than normal as he suckled and slurped on your throbbing button. You gripped on the edge of the basin, nipples hardening underneath your blouse as he continued on.

His licks were sloppy, hungry, meaningful, and wanting. He had to wait so long for you. To taste you. To hear your voice cry his name. To see you as a bashful mess underneath you. He couldn't wait any longer! He used two fingers and stuffed you just how you likeed it, pumping in and out as he latched onto your clit. Your pussy made squishing and sloshing noises that indicated you were more than ready for entry, but Sebastian never let up. He kissed your pussy, sucked your clit, and swallowed every drop of your essence down his throat with zest. 

Deciding to up the ante, he motioned his crooked fingers up and down inside of you, making your pussy slosh your fluids over his face and down your legs. Your cries became uncontrollable, hips bucking back and forth as his pace continued on at a consistent pace. One final buck, and his mission was accomplished. You squirted all over his hand, sending streams of fluid down both of your thighs and down his wrist. 

He kissed one of your buttcheeks, giving it a firm slap and grab. "You're still as alluring as ever." he unleashed his beast out of his trousers, rubbing it to full mast. He rubbed the precum over the tip of hs dick and pushed you forward once more. 

"I'm going to enjoy you now." reaching to the front, he roughly pulled your blouse, ripping the fabric to expose your beautiful breasts, he grabbed a cup full as he pushed inside of you. His jaw clenched, brows furrrowing as he familiarized himself with his own personal paradise.

"How can you be so tight?" he groaned. You knew the obvious answer, but his dick felt too good for logic to take its course. He squeezed your breasts again and began to pump. At first, his pacing was even, careful, calculated and slow. But after a few moans and a grip of his wrist, he knew it was time.

"How does the lady want it?" he growled, pushing further and further inside of you. Your pussy clenched onto him, making him clear his throat to restrain from letting out another moan. The mix between your warmth, your wetness, and your cries made it hard for him to focus. His eyes wanted to roll back so badly, but he kept his composure.

"How you give it best, Sebastian." You moaned lowly. By then he began to slam his hips into you. His hot dick thrashed back and forth inside of you, reclaiming your walls as his wonderland. He reached his same hand that gripped your breasts up to your neck, arching you back to his chest.

"Open." he demanded. You opened your mouth just enough for him to stick his tongue inside, roughly kissing you as he continued to drill inside of you. With your lips still together, you moaned in his mouth and bit his lip. With a smile, he let you bite as hard as you could before letting the kiss go. And in return, he pried his fangs and bit onto your neck, prying down just enough so he wouldn't draw blood but enough to have goosepimples scatter across your body.

The sounds of his hips slamming into your ass and your animalistic moans became the melody of the washroom. You tilted your headback so he had a firm grip of your neck as his dick playfully grazed your gspot. 

"I'm close, Sebastian~" you cried out, arms buckling from the pressure. The sensation was building in your pelvic area. You were about to orgasm again. With a smile, he quickly pulled out and repositioned himself so that you were facing him and your legs were wrapped around his waist.

"Wrap your arms around my neck." he hoisted you up to slide you down the length of his engorged member. With little to no effort, he bounced you up and down, drilling into you like he was going away for even longer this time. 

"Sebastian! Shit!" 

"Say it again." he bounced you up and down harder, making you feel all of him.

"Sebastian!" your breasts pressed against his chest as he took full control. Your face twisted and contorted at the rapid waves of pleasure overcoming your body. You whined, you moaned, you cursed, and you screamed, but you never wanted him to stop. You missed his dick just too much.

"Again." he brought you up, all the way up, so that only the tip of his dick was inside of you. And, in an instant, he dropped you back down. Lather, rinse, repeat, you were on a seesaw of lust you just didn't want to get off of.

"Dammit! Sebastian! Yes!" you cried out, whimpers escaping your perfect lips. "Yes. God, yes!"

Sebastian chuckled, pushing you down one final time before his seed shot inside of you. As he slid you up, he held you in midair, purposely allowing his seed to drip out of you and onto his polished shoes.

"You and I can both agree that there was no God here, correct?" he playfully winked at you, planting his lips on yours. He hoisted you up bridal style and smiled back down at you.

"Lets get you cleaned up." as you looked up at him, his warm smile was overshadowed by his burning demonic glare.

"I haven't even shown you what I wanted to do to you for teasing me so much the other night."

END

[crimsonrose99]

— yes, my lady : sebastian michaelis x f!reader

content warnings! reader is a descendant of the phantomhive family, power imbalance (master/servant) but also (human/demon), somewhat monsterfucking if you squint (i wanted to make use of his ‘true form’ a little), smut, size difference, manhandling, praise, pet names (my lady, darling, dear), orgasm control, sacrilege, a tiny bit of blood, topics of loneliness

summary: after another tiresome day out in the world, you are greeted with your recent mistake—sebastian. a hand-me-down from your ancestors that you summoned by chance and who now apparently has a contract with you. yet this modern world, working women, independence, and your awfully bratty attitude are challenges that are entirely new to him. however, he did swear to serve you. so, allow him to take care of his tired "mistress"

wordcount: 5k | my kinktober masterlist

It’s not every day that your job becomes stressful enough to fully tire you out. But today, today was even more draining than you had anticipated. Deep red eyes watch your tired form from across the hallway, raking over your figure as the owner remains quiet. Sebastian hasn't quite understood the fulfilment behind humans working themselves to the bone, nor the desire for young women to eagerly venture out to conquer “corporate,” as you once called it.

Yet, understanding or not, he is sworn to serve you and look after you. You are in his care until the contract is completed.

For this, he steps forward, his touch as sultry and gentle as his voice that welcomes you home. “My Lady,” the demon begins, as strength returns to your figure upon the stabilising hold of his hands on the small of your back while you remove your heels. You meet his smile with a glare from your pretty eyes, still wary of your newly added décor.

“I can handle myself just fine, Sebastian.” Yes, you’re a feisty one. Sebastian has been well aware of that fact since the moment you met. You dislike men staring at you in the street, loathe the forced small talk with them at work, or having to humour one of them when all you want is to be in the safety and comfort of your home. The once safe haven you now share with some sort of butler, or so he proclaimed. Never would you have expected such an outcome from your family’s antiques.

But here you are, the independent woman from before, now with a handsome devil at your beck and call. “You appear particularly exhausted tonight. Why not let me take care of you and help you to a restful night?” Sebastian proposes with gentle calmness to your vervour as his hands return to rest behind his back.

He irritates you. His act of concern for you when all he truly cares for is your soul. The motive is clear, yet he play-pretends to be something you cannot wrap your head around. “And what could you do for me?” you challenge in return, crossing your arms in front of your chest as the tip of your nose lifts a little higher to meet Sebastian’s gaze. “Anything you wish,” replies the butler, without a hint of malice in his words. “I would propose running a hot bath, brewing a warm cup of tea, and—” he pauses, clearly having caught himself with an idea you would despise.

The proposal sounds pleasing, almost exactly what you would do if you weren’t feeling too lazy to run a bath for yourself. But he doesn't need to know that. Your expression remains unfaltering, almost challenging. “And what? Speak, Sebastian.” The quirk of your brow ticks Sebastian off in just the right way, your confidence and demand a challenge he secretly enjoys.

The distance between your bodies grows smaller, and a gloved hand tips your chin up as red hues draw near. “A massage for your exhausted figure, my Lady.” He drawls the title, a pinch of condescension hidden in his words. You can’t resist the idea of standing on your toes, leaning further into his space to see him shrink away as your lips almost brush Sebastian’s while you speak: “Carry me, Sebastian.”

Yet, he does not shy away. He feels your pulse quicken, hears your heart drumming a beat of bravery, while your sweet lips could offer a relief he hasn’t felt in millennia. A smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth upon your demand and, without hesitation, you find yourself in his embrace. Knees and shoulders pressed firmly against his body, Sebastian carries you to your bedroom.

He knows tonight won’t be easy on him. Sebastian is well aware of the mischief you try to conceal, to seem more mature than you actually are. But tonight you appear different; tonight, you bring new challenges to your rendezvous once your head finds its rest on his shoulder. The tease of your breath against his neck, your smaller fingers playing with his necktie as you wet your lips. Nothing good comes from those pretty lips, Sebastian notes.

“Sebastian?” How can you suddenly say his name so softly? He looks down to you, the crimson tinge to his eyes making him appear like a starved hunter under the faint lights of the streetlamps and mood lights in your apartment. “The water is already set and at the perfect temperature for the female body.” Of course, he had heard your footsteps from afar and decided that tonight would be perfect for a bath. He is an expert at planning, at being one step ahead of everyone else. That is, until you continue speaking. A simple command, short and to the point, too alluring: “Undress me.”

You need to try harder if you wish to get a rise from him. For now, you find yourself seated on your bathroom counter with a newly found frown adorning your face. It doesn’t suit you, but it entertains Sebastian. “Your wish is my command,” he speaks an octave lower, honey almost dripping from his words before skilled fingers smooth out the fabric of your blouse. Sebastian’s gaze does not meet yours while he unbuttons it; he stays focused on the task without lusting over your exposed skin.

Suddenly, you wish he would want to devour you. The gloved touch that teases your upper body is not enough, yet so close to the fulfilling feeling of desire that you miss.

The clothing item is pushed off your shoulders before his touch ghosts along your waist. “May I continue?” The question is accompanied by one hand held out to you, palm facing up for you to grasp and rise to your feet. In one swift move, you find yourself staring at your reflection in the mirror as Sebastian spins you around to undo the intricate buttons of your skirt you had struggled with this morning—why must designers place them in such difficult spots?

To nobody’s surprise, they are undone as quickly as your blouse, before your silk dress follows suit and pools around your ankles, leaving you in nothing but a tantalising set of underwear—dark red, almost a perfect match to Sebastian’s eyes. You eyes meet through the mirror and you refuse to shy away. No, like the little vixen that you are, you lean forward just enough to expose yourself further to your demon as you pretend to busy yourself by wiping off your lipstick.

It feels humbling to witness his gaze remain unfaltering; Sebastian continues to look into your eyes rather than the places you want his greed to be. “I will prepare your tea now,” he states as business continues as usual before leaving you alone.

A sigh is all you allow yourself as your shoulders slump. You really tried to seduce him. At the thought, you find a smile tugging at your mouth, the lust to be desired something that has been missing for a while now in your life. You know work, you know how to overwork yourself, and you have no time for flings or meaningless encounters. That was when he entered the picture.

Upon Sebastian’s return, he finds you seated in the bathtub; You’ve made sure to keep your hair out of the water and expose your neck, for hungry eyes to appreciate the shein layer of damp on your skin. The plate beneath the teacup meets the ceramic of your bathtub as your widened—nearly pleading—eyes shoot up to challenge his. If only you had acted a second quicker, you would have caught him staring at your cleavage, barely covered by the water and foam.

“Is there anything else you may need?” Sebastian inquires. He hates to admit it, but tonight seems like a greater challenge than he anticipated. How the simple word “You” could weaken a demon of his calibre is something for future Sebastian to concern himself with. Present Sebastian relishes the desire tugging at his stomach, the way you stare at him so submissively. Until you continue speaking: “Massage me, my butler.”

You turn your back to him as he takes his place behind you on the edge of the bathtub. Would you still be so smug if he grabbed your cheeks between his fingertips? If he forced you to look deep into his eyes while coaxing the cutest sounds past your lips? How can you act this way when at night you hump your pillow and beg for more, something better? Yet in the daylight, you behave like a spoiled princess, and he only adds to that imaginary status of yours. How badly he would love to ruin it. One or two more slip-ups, and he might find a loophole in your contract and commands.

To your dismay, gloved hands meet the skin of your neck. “Take them off, Sebastian. Touch me fully.” Your words bounce off the bathroom tiles, and his reply of “Yes, my lady,” echoes back. Shivers elicit along your neck as his skin touches yours, and the strength behind Sebastian’s touch massages the knots and the sorrow from your shoulders.

The moment is sweet enough to let your eyes fall closed, your head resting against Sebastian’s thigh as you sigh a gentle moan of relief. The sound snaps Sebastian’s attention to your face. With your eyes closed, he allows himself a moment to admire your features. Even a demon can admit that some humans are indeed beautiful. Sometimes, that beauty doesn’t surpass their soul, but in your case, there is something so unique about you that captivates Sebastian’s attention and lust.

You catch him staring as your eyes flutter open, the position you find yourself in so vulnerable, with him leaning above you. “Naughty butler…” you tease, and Sebastian wants to wipe that cheeky smirk right off your face. “If you have so much time to stare at me, you might as well wash my body for me.” The disrespectful teasing, as if he were nothing more than a pet, reminds Sebastian of someone else, someone he couldn’t wait to devour many years ago. But what else could he do but make himself useful for now?

In a swift move, Sebastian shrugs off his jacket and pushes up the sleeves of his buttoned shirt before kneeling beside your bathtub. He appears disinterested again, putting on a perfect mask of nonchalance as he runs the washcloth along your shoulders and arms, warming your figure and letting rose-scented water wash the sorrows away.

Until you’ve had enough of this act. Until you grow overly confident as you lean into his proximity: Your fingers lace around Sebastian’s wrist like a personal handcuff, your eyes locking onto his. “Be more thorough, Sebastian. Wash away the filth.” You go as far as to help him run the cloth over your chest. The drag of his nails against your sensitive skin sends shivers down your spine, and Sebastian watches you attentively, to witness your pupils dilate, the pink tip of your tongue darting out to wet your lips as your noses almost touch. He has never obeyed such a troublesome person before.

You start to bring out the worst in him—something that wants to teach you a lesson, something to remind you how different the roles could be if it weren't for this contract. The washcloth is pushed over your breasts and dips beneath the surface of the water to run along your stomach before being abandoned entirely as Sebastian’s fingers dip into the supple flesh of your thighs. Blunt nails drag along your inner thighs, and he loves to watch the shift in your demeanour; how you grow shy beneath his touch, your stare faltering as he draws dangerously close to your sacred area.

There is no bite to your bark as you cry out his name, your need for him too evident while you try to maintain a pretence. "S-Sebastian!" Finally, you act as your thighs press shut around his hand, panic ever so evident in your pretty eyes he can't stop the devilish smirk from spreading across his features. "My dear, don’t tell me you expect to play with fire and come out unharmed…"

The next moment, your back meets the cold stone as Sebastian races forward, hands placed left and right from your figure on the edge of the bathtub. The impact forces a puff of air to escape your lips as your eyes snap up to meet your butler’s dark pair, searching for a trace of humanity in those pools of crimson. "Behave…" you attempt to regain control, which is met with a chuckle. "I only follow your commands," he challenges as the cloth returns to clean your body. "You wanted me to be thorough, let me be thorough."

However, the lips that crash against the racing pulse in your neck have nothing to do with the command of cleaning your body. Sebastian acts upon his own selfish accord, upon the lust you’ve ignited by teetering too close to the dangerous territories of demonic desires.

And he makes you feel too good as he ravages you, suckling and nipping at your skin until you can't help but moan, your head falling back to offer him more space. You can't even think of a fitting command, the sweet words for him to "Don’t stop, please," a much more natural reaction as his palms cup your breasts, pinching and pulling at your nipples until you whimper ever so prettily.

"Who would have thought you could turn into such a sweet darling?" Sebastian teases with whispered words against the shell of your ear, the hum that follows so deep and low it has your stomach fluttering. Your fingers lace between his dark strands, effectively holding him in place as you return to being face-to-face with Sebastian. Shamelessly, you allow yourself to rake your eyes over his sharp features. You've never wanted anything more than him. But the thought evaporates upon the sharp sensation of nails against your waistline and hips, upon the pair of fingers pushing between your folds before rubbing against your clit.

Oh? How willingly you part your legs now, Sebastian muses.

"Is this thorough enough, my lady?" he mocks as his fingertips press against the opening of your pussy, your eager hole giving way slightly as he pushes past. He knows what he’s doing to you. He sees it in the crease of your brow, feels it as your hips buck against his touch. "More, Sebastian, I need more tonight." Like the greedy thing you are, you take it upon yourself to play with your breasts, yet the silent plea in your eyes tells your butler all you want is for him to take care of you.

“Oh dear,” he whispers gently, but smiles victoriously as your moans tumble from your trembling lips when two of his fingers push inside you. "Do you give yourself to me? Allow me full reign, hm?"

The idea sounds great, perfect, until you manage to flutter your heavy eyes open and see the devious apparition in front of you. Sebastian’s eyes are more slanted, set ablaze, deep pink hues now replacing his usual red, with lust overflowing past his thick lashes as pointed teeth hide behind his full lips. Giving yourself to a demon doesn’t seem like the best idea, but the fingers stimulating your gummy spot have you nodding regardless. How lucky you are that you need to use words under these circumstances.

“Darling, tell me,” Sebastian urges as his thrusts become harsher, uncaring for the water or your comfort as your tits bounce and your walls clamp so promisingly. “N-no, no, Sebastian! Just, ah—” you falter as you try your best to stay present, to keep control over this demon while he fingerfucks you. “Think, speak, quickly, little Lady,” he further pressures you. What he wouldn’t give to do with your body whatever he wants. “Just-, just tonight! Sebastian—” the way you moan his name makes you a sinner itself, it should send you to all seven hells as the echoes ring inside his mind. “Look after me, tonight,” you finally manage to cry out as your walls pull in desperate need. “Make me feel good,” your final demand.

But instead of sweet release, you feel the disappointing emptiness as he retracts his fingers, leaving you a heaving mess in your bathtub—only now do you notice how cold the water has turned. “You can ask more nicely than that, my dear.” There is little consideration to be spared for the length of your bath once a strong arm wraps around your waist. Sebastian wastes no time in having you seated on his lap, your wet form drenching his clothing as he spreads your legs over his thighs and presses you flush against his chest. “I will look after you until the day you die,” he whispers into your ear, and maybe if the words weren’t so true and less intimidating, you could consider them romantic.

You notice that Sebastian’s form has returned to fully human, with almost tender eyes meeting yours this time around, turning your desire mellow and seasoned with sweetness. “Kiss me, please.”

He follows suit as your lips crash together a moment later, his palms stabilising your back in his hold. “More…” you breathe. Your fingers reach out to guide one of his hands on your back, between the valley of your tits, down your stomach, until you ultimately buck your hips against his, seeking further friction in desperate need. He tightens his hold on your body, tugging gently at your frame as he leans forward to suck on your wet skin, leaving marks in his wake. A small grin tugs at his lips as a soft whimper escapes you. “What’s wrong?” The whispered question makes goosebumps spread over your skin as the chill of his breath battles with the warmth of your bathroom.

“Want to be ruined by you.” The words that fall past your lips seal your fate. “Please, make me feel good, Sebastian.” You sound so desperate, only a fool would resist. “Taint me,” you shamelessly sigh against his ear, “Let me feel you.”

“Taint you…” he murmurs, halting his movements momentarily to witness you grow impatient before one of his arms holds a firm grip around your waist, restricting your movements as you’re now fully pressed against his chest. “How much more does my little Lady want to be tainted?” His free hand ghosts along your puffy lips, your slick making the drag too easy, too appealing to not draw circles into your clit, only pulling back any time he feels you squirm on his lap. Your little cries are music to Sebastian’s ears. It’s so good, too good, the way his fingers move, almost as if he already knows all your weak spots. “Do you wish to experience bliss only I could give you, and ruin yourself for all eternity?” His questions urge you to wrap your arms around him, to hide your face in the gentle embrace of a monster, as though you’re trying to hide from judgement itself upon your immoral fantasies. “I wish for that, Sebastian.”

No further words are needed, not when your lips convey more as they meet Sebastian's. A kiss so fierce, he may steal the air from your lungs and drag you to hell himself. Teeth pull at your bottom lip unapologetically, his tongue meeting with your own, entwining with another until you taste him. Meanwhile, the familiar stretch of his fingers, accompanied by the filthy squelching of your arousal, threatens to overload your senses. The teasing returns as your lips part to allow Sebastian a front row seat to your desperate play, as his thumb presses into your clit. You really yearn for this orgasm, don’t you? Of course, you do, with how tightly you clench around his digits, pulsing as though you’re trying to keep him inside—as if he couldn’t offer you a much better alternative.

“Let go, my dear, you look so beautiful right now, I want to see you come undone for me.” Sebastian encourages, as his fingers expertly curl against your walls, each time pushing past the limits of what you’re able to take. So you let go, finally, allowing your eyes to shut as your fingers fist the fabric of his dress shirt. He’s never received praise in a prayer-like form, the sighing thank-yous tumbling free between your moans, so unlike the feisty thing you pretend to be. You are adorable. “Very good, my darling, just like that.” Sebastian whispers, as the movements slow down until his fingers still inside you, until the heaving of your chest and the trembling of your thighs calms, and you fall into his embrace.

But much to Sebastian's surprise, and despite his predictions about your exhaustion, you return his previous affections. Your lips kiss along his neck as you undo his necktie, fingertips already so eager to free him from the confines of his clothes, it makes Sebastian wonder who the real glutton between you two is. “My Lady,” he innocently halts your advances as he entwines his fingers with your own, kissing each tip while holding eye contact. “Shouldn’t we proceed to your chambers? I don’t wish to bring needless discomfort upon you—you need your strength to handle me.” At that, you feel his tongue drag along your pointer finger before a final kiss is placed on its tip, while a devious smile returns to Sebastian’s lips. If only you wouldn’t look so adorable each time he teases you. But you are already too far gone to keep up pretences, when you can instead allow someone else to finally be your resolve.

So it's only natural for you to command Sebastian once more. “Bring me to my bed,” you mumble while your arms already lace around his neck. He follows.

Yet it catches you by surprise once you’re simply dropped into your bouncy mattress and sea of pillows. However, in the next moment, you find yourself caged underneath Sebastian. Your hands roam free to undo his dress shirt and shrug it off his figure, allowing your nails to drag over his pearly skin until you reach his pants and finally feel what lies hidden behind the dark fabrics.

You seem in control, until firm hands spread your thighs and Sebastian leans in, to nibble along your inner legs, shining in the moonlight as he dives between your thighs to lap at your cunt, his tongue pushing past the tight ring of your entrance before dragging all over your hot and puffy pussy. He then licks and kisses his way up your stomach, sternum, and nipples, while the surprising satisfaction of his cock—hot, hard, and leaking with pre-cum—coats itself with your juices. He grinds against you until you writhe for more, until his hands find rest on the back of your knees so he can press your legs up against your sides, fully opening you to thrust into you without struggle, without restraint, as lust overcomes him.

You shake your head at the stretch of his girth welcoming your pussy, sweet pleas mixed with whiny complaints escaping your lips without much thought. “‘S too much, Sebastian… can’t…” you admit. The chuckle that follows is devious, before a soft sigh in satisfaction follows as tender lips place an adoring kiss to your cheek. “You will,” Sebastian whispers, followed by the command “Now just surrender to me.” His lips seek out your own once more as he picks up a relentless pace.

Your nails dig into his back, leaving red streaks that run deep. You can’t look at anything but him—his strong body on top of yours, the visible strain to his muscles while he ruts into you—until you find yourself once more captivated by his eyes. He almost looks at you lovingly, no hungrily. But Sebastian doesn't just want to consume your soul; no, his desires reach beyond basic greed. He wants to own you, to keep you to himself, to reign over you until your best years are over. You can see it clearly while swimming in crimson. But with the delicious drag of his cock inside your walls, you might just let him. Who would have expected you to be tamed this well by getting fucked?

“Please, please, please,” you exhale as your head lolls from side to side, writhing beneath your very own demon. Oh? You’re quick to beg. Quick to turn desperate, so eager to have more of something that should never have been yours. “Sebastian, Sebastian,” you repeat like a mantra as his hands hold your fragile body, digging into your hips to force you into a perfect arch for Sebastian to ravage your skin. He litters kisses over your chest, laps at your nipples, and drags your hips back down to snap against his while he is guided by gluttony.

“Give yourself to me,” you demand with no trace of shame in your bones, finally giving him a task worthy of your beautiful soul. “Stay with me, be mine…”

You almost feel dizzy with how easily Sebastian hoists you up until you’re on all fours, ass perfectly exposed for him to fully sheath his cock inside you, effectively pushing your upper body into your sea of pillows. But in stark contrast to his rather harsh handling of your body, his lips return to press soft kisses along your back. “I am yours if you are mine, my darling.” The words flow like honey before your blood coats Sebastian’s tongue as he breaks the skin, engraving himself on your skin.

Your fingers dig into the cushions, searching for support as you struggle. But the strong arm lacing around your body is all the comfort you will need from now on; his cold touch will soon set you ablaze.

Sebastian is deep inside you, the head of his cock finding your sweet spot almost naturally as he perfectly curves against your velvet walls, hips snapping against your arse cheeks with unforeseen fervour. His hands dig into your hips, surely bruising your hip bones for the coming days, but you’ve never felt this good before. Never so full, never as cared for as by the monster that is in love with your soul. You moan his name in delight, making Sebastian proud once you eagerly bounce back into his thrusts.

The husky sounds of pleasure grow clearer as his movements slow down. You feel yourself being further pushed against the mattress, to spread your legs to spread wider and arch deeper, for his penetration to slowly steal your sanity. Who would have expected the pressure of his palm against your stomach would make you clamp around him this much? Moaning, whimpering, pleading as you beg for mercy, trying to tell him it’s too… “Too good, Sebastian, I’m—”

His movements are slow but precise, accentuating the way you desperately clamp around him in an attempt to hold him inside you for eternity. “Yes, fall apart. Let go for me,” Sebastian’s eyes roam over your smaller body beneath him, a sweaty, shaking mess. He will take care of that right after you are done. For now, instead of worrying, his hands grab at your ass almost aggressively, spreading your lower lips even further as he ruts into you.

The high-pitched squeal that escapes your throat when he picks up his pace again serves as a perfect display of your misery. Tears prick at the sides of your eyes as your hips are pushed back to meet Sebastian’s relentless thrusts. “Make me proud, little Lady...” is his final demand, with sneaky fingers returning to play with your clit as he hoists you off the bed, holding you tightly against his chest.

You’re fully seated on his cock, entirely engulfed by his embrace and consumed by the same demon, just as you bask in the sweet release coursing through your veins. Sebastian allows himself to be lost in your pretty cries and the way your pussy practically drips from both of your orgasms. True to his nature, he watches you like a devil on your shoulder; dark red eyes witnessing your fucked-out expression with the cutest smile illuminates your features.

His lips caress your neck as he whispers, “Do you feel better now?” You hum and let your fingers card through his hair, a tired “I do. Thank you, Sebastian” exchanged from your mouth to his ear.

Swiftly, Sebastian moves to carry you back to your spacious bathtub and lets it refill with warmth. “How about my Lady actually relaxes this time around?”

dividers by @/cafekitsune

[crimsonrose99]

# 18+ smut, virginity loss, mentions of switch! reader and sebastian, kink exploration, bottom! reader, mdni.

YOUR FIRST TIME WITH SEBASTIAN MICHAELIS, was nothing but pure soft, slow, and passionate. Or so on how it started before it became even more. Your lover knows that it will take some time before you feel comfortable in exploring your desires, you have pinpointed that you want to experience vanilla sex first, in which he respected.

Slow thrusts, sweaty naked bodies mingled together on the cotton sheets of your mattress. Clothes were scattered all over the floor while Sebastian focuses on making you feel good. He needs to be gentle, his demon heart wants to feel the passion humans crave during sex—not just pure lust, but actually feel the connection with the human under him. He didn’t want his sadistic side to take over. Yet.

His crimson eyes were hooded with such longing and desire, other of his kind will berate for making such expressions, for feeling such disgusting emotions yet he was not one to comply with the rules in their world.

His moans sound so beautiful, he was not afraid being loud. He wants you to know that you are also making him feel good. He grips your hips firmly, driving deeper inside you while his eyes ogle around the sweat dripping over your body.

Your scent mixed with his drives him wild, a tiny breathy whine escaped him that made him bury his head on the crook of your neck. “You smell so good..”

He seethes when he feels your warmth clenching around his cock, he cannot help but lean away and press his lips against yours to swallow your whines and moans. Saliva dripped at the side of your mouth, he was engulfing your mouth on his with so much hunger.

That teasing tongue of his, slowly dragged on the skin of your neck—the feeling of his fangs, gently scratching over it makes your eyes roll back ‘cause of the sensation.

He took pride in making you let out such sounds, his warm breath fanning over your ear. “Taking me so well, sweetheart… Oh, you’re doing so good f’ me.” Sebastian praised out with a fond grin, kissing your pulse point before sinking his teeth onto the skin.

How can you ever resist such words?

It made your back arch, your fingers gripping the sheets tightly. So this is how sex feels like, this is how a cock feels when it is buried inside you. The squelching noises did not even blurred out under the blanket, mixed with the breathy moans of the demon above you.

Were you able to break down the walls of a demon? Was your physical consumation with the butler did wonders to his body? Were you different from the other humans or demons he previously mated with?

A long, high-pitched whine was forced out of your mouth when you felt his cock grazed over that sensitive spot of yours. “Don’t think so much, my darling—hah. Just focus on me.” His fingers, that are usually covered with gloves, were now laced with yours. It brings you warmth.

“Right there, Sebastian..!” You whimpered making his ears perk up while letting out a pleased and determined, seductive hum when you tighten around him.

He cannot take it anymore, he hoped you would forgive him for this.

A confused noise came out of your mouth when he suddenly stopped while he raised your legs over your chest, then suddenly thrust his fat cock once again inside you making you squeal in ecstacy at the new angle—he was much deeper than before, the overwhelming stimulation brought sting to your eyes which teared up. He rolled hips, while grinning drunk from the pleasure.

“Ah.. Mhmph.. Nngh..! You’re so deep..!” You slurred out, your eyes once again rolled back in pleasure.

The idea of having slow, vanilla sex with him was already thrown out of the window with how delicious his cock pounds inside you making you see stars. Your mind was already mushy from how it grazes every single spot inside you. It made your core throb.

His thrusts were getting harder, faster, he had already caught on the pace you like. Sebastian feels himself getting close, murmuring into your ear. “ ‘m gonna cum, sweetheart. I’m going to fill you up, hm? A reward for being so good f’ me—mmph, fuck..”

He leaned in as you both shared a kiss once again before moaning when you feel his thick, creamy cum filling your walls. Lots of it pours inside, not wasting his time with pumping you full of his seed—it didn’t help that he didn’t stop his thrusts, making you quiver in sensitivity. Of course, he does not want to waste his hardwork. He wants you to take it all deep inside you.

It made both of your bodies shudder when you reach your climax as well. Was it even possible for him to even cum harder as you do so? The demon was still hard inside you, yet neither of you wished to stop.

The day where it all started, the very first day you lost your virginity brought a whole new side of you.

And now, you were gradually begin to take the reigns of the situation. After years of being married to him, you were now experienced, you knew what makes you orgasm, you knew all of your sensitive spots.

His favorite position, when you ride his cock like there is no tomorrow. He knew you became addicted with it, and he can say the same with you as well.

“Hngh… keep going. That’s right, use me as you please—haah..! My goodness, you’re so t—tight..!”

He showed you everything, he lets you feel everything. How it feels to be in control, how it feels to give in—how thrilling it is when pain is inflicted on your body, how it makes your heart clench when he becomes soft and wander his hands all over your body like you are made of glass.

Sex with him is an endless adventure that you gladly accept.

“Right there, yeah. Oh that feels so good, mhm. I taught you so well..”

SEBASTIAN MICHAELIS did not complain once, his love and desire for you begin to grow stronger. He is so into you that he will do anything that will please you, there was no need for him to swallow his pride because he does not have a problem exploring—loves an adventure, he says. He guides you through it.

“All for you, dear. I’m all yours.”

An imaginary tail of his wags seeing the collar and whip on your hands, he purred in excitement and anticipation seeing the love of his life easily bring him into submission.

Humans are really unpredictable.

Devilish, crimson eyes meet with amused, lovesick eyes. You’re so irresistible, it makes him sigh in pleasure.

author’s note: herrghrhdhfj hi ig, long time no write y’all. heres a smut fic *leaves again*

[crimsonrose99]

Kinktober 2024.

Day 27 - With pleasure.

Sebastian Michaelis x fem!Reader

This story is a smut story for Kinktober, I’ll be writing more characters x reader one shots for Kinktober and if you want to see a character please let me know...

You must be 18 years or older to read this...

🔞⚠️NO MINORS ALLOWED⚠️🔞

Summary: there’s information you have and so Ciel gives his Demon butler permission to get the information needed at any means necessary.

Word count: 1.3k

CW: NSFW and adult content, noble!reader, unprotected sex, oral (f!receiving), fingering, belly bulge, slight size difference, biting, blood, mention of doggie style, missionary, riding, slight master/servant dynamic.

“Thank you for the meal lord Phantomhive, but I should really be retiring to bed now” you hummed and placed your napkins on the table, the young boy nodded and then signalled for his butler, “take the young lady to her room, make sure she’s comfortable” he demanded and you almost wanted to protest but you noticed the looked the two shared, this made you want to see where this was going, what they were planning.

You walked beside the tall man in silence before he stopped at a door, “this is your room my lady, allow me to help you ready for bed” Sebastian offered and you looked at him as if he had sprouted another head, “are you mad! You a servant asked to accompany a noble woman into her room” you scolded and turned quickly, you entered the room swiftly though before you could close the door the man forced himself in the doorway, “what is the meaning of this? You must return to your master at once” you demanded however the butler only stepped forward into the room and closed the door behind him.

“My master has given me permission to be here, I’m sure you’ll find my company most pleasant my lady” Sebastian smiled and walked over to you before slowly reaching for your cheek, you shifted slightly and looked over at the door before pulling away from the man, you walked over to the bed and sat down, “so then what’s your price?” You asked and Sebastian’s smile deepened before he walked over to the bed and knelt before you, “you, my dear lady will only have to pay me with secrets” he hummed and grabbed one of your legs before he began removing your shoe, then moving to the next.

Sebastian made quick work of your clothes and soon enough you were left in your shift, laying on the bed with the butler standing at the end of the bed watching your body, “I must admit you have quite lovely assets my lady” he chuckled and began removing his blazer and vest before rolling up his sleeve, Sebastian climbed into the bed and leaned over you before his gloved hands ran up your legs to your most private part where little to few men have ever ventured, you hummed as the softness of his gloved fingers rubbed light circles over your clit, “so you were a whore before your were a butler?” You chuckled and the man also chuckled before leaning down and lifting you shift up over your hips, then leaning in and licking over your wet folds, “no my lady, I was no whore, though I’m well experienced in pleasing men and women alike” he hummed and you smiled before moaning and running your fingers into his soft black hair, “I see you’re one of those types” you watched as he mouth and tongue worked over your folds and bud, “I’m simply one hell of a butler, my lady” he chuckled and buried his face between your plush thighs, while pressing his gloved fingers into your eager open.

You moaned loudly at Sebastian worked a third finger into you as he ravaged you with his tongue and lips, however just as you reached completion he pulled back suddenly and moved over you fully, “tell me all your uncle’s trade partners” he hummed and you instantly began listing out names, once he was satisfied he began working his fingers back into you, however this time he also began unbuckling his belt and undoing his pants, he released his semi hard length and began pumping it slowly, “now my lady, are you brave enough to take me inside you, or shell I finally finish you off on my fingers” he smiled and began seductively curling his fingers into you, you moaned and looked down as his large dangling cock simply hanging comfortably between his legs, you shuddered at the thought of taking in, maybe even grinding on the handsome butler all while his monstrous cock was nestled inside you, or perhaps having the man bending you over on all fours and thrusting slowly into you as he slapped your ass, though the last one just fell so right.

You open your legs and lifted them up and over his shoulders, “I want that thing inside me, don’t bother taking it easy on me” you moaned feeling his fingers slowly pulling out of you before he roughly thrusted his solid length into you, “so bold… I like that” he smiled and you gasped at the fullness however the butler gave you no time to adjust before he began thrusting in and out of you, his entire length would completely disappear inside you, his tip bulging in your lower belly before he’d pull out almost completely, he’d continue this in a rapid speed causing you to grab his shoulder with one hand, while the other reaching up and rested on the headboard in hopes it’d stop you from moving up.

“My lady, you’re so sweet… your smell, your feel, and especially your taste…” Sebastian hummed in your ear as he licked his lips and moved into your neck, his teeth grazing over your skin, “so taste, I’d eat you completely” he chuckled and you moaned, not understanding the real meaning behind his words, his hips continued their quick, rough pace as he wrapped his arms around you and lifted you up into his lap, your legs and arms wrapped around him and your head hung back as you took everything he gave you.

Hours, it had been hours since you both started and now you were sat atop Sebastian, grinding on his cock, your hands ran up into your hair as you body winded and rolled above him, the butler had undone his shirt by this point and discarded his soiled gloves, he’s hands held your hips and he watched you intensely, “you look so delicious” he hummed and you giggled before you began bouncing on him, “what part looks the most delicious?” You asked through a moan and he chuckled, “I wouldn’t lived a single drop of you left” he smiled and leant up before biting your breast, you moaned loudly now certainly the entire manner could hear what was happening, “Sebastian, I’m going to release again… will you join me?” You cried as your cunt squeezed around him, he chuckled with the skin of your breast still between his teeth, he released your flesh droplets of your blood staining his teeth before his licked them clean, “with pleasure, my lady” he smiled, eyes narrowing into slits, before he groaned while your moaned and cried, you released before feeling Sebastian pull himself from you and suddenly release all over your swollen and abused entrance.

You sat on the edge of the bed as the butler wiped your body clean, he was knelt before you and slowly wiped the damp rag over your cunt, “do you believe you were paid justly for your services butler?” You asked remember at the information he got out of you, he nodded but paused for a moment and looked at the bite mark on your breast before he leant up and bit down hard on your other breast, now drawing blood, you yelped and he laughed as he licked up all the droplets of blood, “now you have payed for me services” he smiled and you rolled your eyes before placing your foot on his shoulder and pulling him back, opening your legs while, “if a small bite is all it takes, you wanna eat me so bad then get eating” you hummed spreading your lips apart, he grinned and sharp tooth grin as his eyes flashed a quick red before he leant in.

“With pleasure” Sebastian smirked, you were yet to figure out the beast you had let into your bed.

Kinktober Masterlist (coming soon)

Day 26 - Keishin Ukai: Toys.

Day 28 - Eijiro Kirishima: A Hero’s ‘Actress’.

[crimsonrose99]

Sebastian and William t spears trying to one up each other using reader

tw: noncon, double penetration, overstimulation, degradation, competition, size difference

All characters depicted are 18+

William has a very strong distaste towards Sebastian and demons in general, one he will make well known, and while Sebastian isn't as verbal about it, the feeling is very mutual, in fact he'd want to wring the Reaper's neck if it wasn't for his young master's orders and William's death scythe. But even two bitter adversaries are allowed to have a bit of friendly competition.

At first William will scoff at the idea of engaging in such a frivolous game, especially with a demon, but Sebastian knows how to push people's buttons without letting his butler facade crack. Sebastian will tease William and taunt him for apparently being inexperienced in bed, and not wanting to be outdone by such a foul beast, he ends up caving.

It isn't easy for the demon butler to pick up a poor unsuspecting lady or servant girl with his good looks and charms, one who'd be naive enough to follow a stranger like him just because he's pretty, although he wouldn't pick anyone demonic, that would either turn William off completely or excite the reaper a bit too much at the prospect of dominating a member of a species he so despises.

Sebastian won't give up on his venomous taunts against William even when he's balls deep inside of the young woman's pussy alongside the reaper, delighting in his attempts to make the cold and professional man lose his unbreakable composure, at least slightly.

"Hmm~? Is something the matter, Mister Reaper~? If you keep going that slowly you'll never be able to make our little morsel cum, much less achieve climax yourself..."

William isn't going to allow himself to lose to a horrid demon of all things, even if it's at something as insignificant as bringing some helpless human girl to climax, his hips thrusting up in a mechanical movement as he fucks into her, his cock sliding lewdly against's Sebastian's inside of the tight and wet space they're sharing.

The sensation of getting fucked by two different yet very similar supernatural beings is too much for the poor girl, and it's a wonder that she can withstand the dual penetration without passing out from the overwhelming sensations coursing through her. Sebastian with tease her as much as his butler facade will allow, while William is almost completely silent the entire time, making a few low noises whenever he cums.

Sebastian isn't going to allow himself to be bested by William at something he himself is already very good at, he has more experience with human women, having slept with multiple of them for information or just for the pleasure of it on many different occasions, and being the suave demon he is, he knows exactly what filthy thing to whisper in her ear to make her weak in the knees.

William doesn't want to lose this little game either, while he isn't as rough, sadistic, or vocal as Sebastian, he's much more precise, having enough knowledge of the human body due to his line of work to hit all the right spots to leave her a writhing and whimpering mess between the two hellish creatures, that is until the barrage of sensations taking over her body becomes too much to bear.

"Humans are so pitifully feeble. I counted only five orgasms and you've already fallen unconscious, such pathetic endurance. Well, it seems as this has concluded in a draw, demon..."

They're both rather disappointed that they weren't able to reach a definitive conclusion on which one of them is superior in bed, but it's a minor setback, they aren't mortal beings like humans are, so they have all the time in the world to settle this petty little dispute they are having.

[crimsonrose99]

You're watching a scary movie with a friend, but it's rather boring. The characters are stupid, the plot is cliche, and the deaths are rather tame for the genre. You yawn for the third time, feeling your eyelids getting heavier. Besides the dull as dishwater movie, it's also past midnight. You start drifting in and out of sleep until your head eventually falls onto your friends' shoulder. There's no going back now, you're out cold. Your friend, Luke Valentine, notices and becomes rather flustered. He blushes and turns his head away, trying to focus back on the movie. You stir and end up cuddled against him. This causes him to become even more flustered. He's had a crush on you for a while, but never could find the right words or time to confess. He turns back to your sleeping form. Your face looks so cute pressed up against him, your arms wrapped around his waist. He smiles warmly and doesn't move so you can rest. Once the movies ends he gently picks you up and takes you to bed. He tucks you in and is about to leave when you grab his sleeve. "Please, stay with me." You sleepily whisper. He smiles again and holds your hand. "How could I say no to that?" He chuckles and kisses the back of your hand before changing into his pajamas and joining you in bed. He places you on his chest, stroking your hair. He kisses your forehead and softly confesses "I love you." You giggle as you look up at him. "I love you too.", snuggling deeper into his chest as you responded. You both fall asleep, holding each other like you're the only two occults left in the world.

[crimsonrose99]

this thing is makingme tear up

[crimsonrose99]

Cuddly

[crimsonrose99]

Thank you thirstyforlulu for answering these asks 😊 They were even better (and hotter 🥵) than I could've imagined

Can't stop thinking about the dream I had where I was sitting on Alucard's face and he was eating me out, swear I was using his mouth like a chair. It got me wondering, how would Alucard feel about face-sitting?

Also had another dream where he was doing me on a balcony as I was gripping the railing for dear life. He put his hand over my mouth and said in a husky, hushed tone "Make one sound and I'll stop." I feel like he would want the world to hear his lover’s moans of pleasure. Sorry if this is too long, it's my first time posting an ask and I couldn't stop thinking about these dreams.

For the first one!

He would not mind you sitting on his face one bit

In fact he would encourage it

Being a vampire has its perks, such as not needing air

He can eat you out for as long as he wants with no worries

God and that tongue~

He has an absolute blast curling and twisting it inside of you, listening to the noises you make

If you try to get up, he’ll grab your thighs and hold you in place until he’s had his fill

He loves when you soak his face

He’s so proud of how wet he made you with just his tongue

If you sit on his face and bend down to sick his dick, he will worship you

For the second one!

He definitely is the type to want the world to hear his lover, but I think he’d enjoy watching you struggle to keep the noises in

Plus you’d get tighter as you try to hold yourself back

He’d go especially hard just to see you struggle

Plus if you mess up, he gets to punish you

If he stopped, he’d make you beg for him to keep fucking you

You’d have to get on your hands and knees and tell him how much you want it

He may even make you bend over the railing and present yourself to him