#Sebastian Michaelis x fem!reader

[coffee-colored-hopeless-romantic]

Distracted pt 2

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MINORS ONCE AGAIN BEGONE

It’s finally here! First post of 2024, took me long enough.

ANYWAYS enjoy! Thanks for waiting for me. I love you guys.

A month went by after your… meeting with Sebastian in your room. An entire month. While you knew that wasn’t going to be a regular thing you figured something would’ve changed, maybe some light flirting here and there but no it went right back to the way it was for him. Daily tasks, chores, cooking and tending to the young Lord. Thats what your days were filled with. You sigh to yourself as you think about the events that happened between you two, the heat in your cheeks becoming obvious to anyone around. Thankfully you were alone right now. You pat your cheeks and mutter to yourself for being so easy for this man, not to mention now that it’s happened you can’t help but imagine what he meant by breaking you.

“Trust me darling, I’d break you…” echoed in your head, your cheeks becoming hotter and spread through to your ears and core.

Fuck. Not again.

You can’t be distracted again so soon, yes it’s been a month of you sneaking a self session or two but Sebastian satiating you only made your hunger that more intense when it came on. You glance around, the library was hardly used during this time of day unless the young lord wasn’t finished with his studies. Nobody would be coming. Not for awhile at least. It wouldn’t hurt to sneak one here right?

Right?

You shake your head and slap your cheeks. What are you thinking?! Anywhere outside your private quarters is unforgivable and you’d be fired on the spot if someone heard or found you. Can’t risk that, you’ll just wait for tonight to try and silently tap one out. As you exit the library you cross paths with Sebastian who was making his way there. You give him a soft smile and he stops walking to speak with you.

“Y/n. How is your day going?” He asks

“All is well. I just finished dusting the library and I’m now moving onto the windows.” as you explain what you’re going about doing you swore you saw Sebastian’s eyes dart to your lips. He was probably just listening, right? Probably.

“You’re working efficiently today. No distractions?” He teased and you immediately break out into a blush, not like your previous one hadn’t died out yet. “S-Sebastian!” You whisper as you try and hide your face from him. How embarrassing.

“Perhaps your distractions are worse now, hm?” He lets himself be amused about how easy you were to fluster. There you are, a mess in front of Sebastian. You felt your panties become wet from your excitement from the thought and tease. “P-please don’t tease me. It makes things difficult..” you admit, figuring that it was probably best to just be honest with the man. His eyebrows raise ever so slightly and a grin creeps onto his lips. “I’ll only do it when appropriate.” He walks past you and into the library to do whatever and you rush the opposite direction

You sigh as you continue about your day, assisting the others with tasks and it seemed like they were having a very….how do you put this? Shitty day, nothing was going right for them and you found yourself cleaning up more than you were helping. Your calm day was now hectic and tedious. At least you weren’t stuck in your head anymore, that was a plus. But it was obvious with all these set backs, not only were your three coworkers stressed but on top of that you all knew Sebastian was getting fed up.

That evening, while the others were getting extra work put on them as punishment, you were able to actually enjoy some alone time around the manor. You were doing another last sweep with your eyes to see if there was any last minute things you could do before heading to your quarters for the evening. Passing the grand staircase, the familiar statures of the Young Lord and Sebastian were walking down. You move out of their path and give a respectful bow of the head. “Young Lord, where are you off to at this time of night? Do you need me to fetch a coat, it is quite brisk outside.” You offer, awaiting the reply.

“I’ve been summoned for the evening for a mere meeting. It’s quite the pain. Sebastian will fetch the coat.” He said plainly, obviously not wanting to leave he comfort of his manor for this meeting. As Ciel declared that he would wait in the carriage Sebastian took this brief moment to speak with you. “Y/n, I must thank you for helping clean up those buffoons’ multiple messes. You assisted me a great deal. Keep up the good work.” Praise from Sebastian was no simple feat so your night was made and you decided to go to the bath and celebrate as well as you could with the alone time you knew you had in the servants area.

To your disappointment you found out that your own fingers weren’t enough for your hunger. Sure you got off but it wasn’t what you craved. You needed something, well someone inside you. The sleepless nights began from there out. You slept, but not much. Another week passes and you’ve been going about your daily routine in hopes you’d collapse from exhaustion sooner or later. The same routine with barely any events or excitement. Sebastian was still distant and busy with his own duties to pay much mind to you, the only thing you’d get is a greeting and maybe a few words exchanged throughout, as well as the occasional glance or two. Those glances gave you hope that he was still interested in you.

It was finally your turn for the bath and you couldn’t have waited any longer.

You ran your water.

Undressed.

And stepped into the tub.

A satisfied sigh leaves your lips as you began to slowly touch yourself in the bath, you couldn’t help but try again to not only relax yourself but pleasure yourself. You finish faster than normal yet still hungry for more, nevertheless you finish up your bath rather quickly afterwards. Stepping out of the bath room you return to your own room. You dress into your nightgown and lay in your bed trying to get warm quickly due to your damp hair catching every chill in the air.

You fall asleep.

You were woken up by the most subtle knock at the door, you flutter your eyes open as you heard the last few knocks and you rub your eyes and sit up quickly. Did you oversleep?? It was still dark. You hurry to the door and open it to see the figure of Sebastian standing in front of you.

“If I want some more fun. You’ll hear a knock. Now rest.” Echoed in your head as you look up at the red eyed butler.

“Good Evening.” He simply says, his voice lower and softer than usual.

“H-hello. Good Evening. Is all well?” You ask shyly as you step aside to invite him in. Watching as he enters your room you couldn’t help the thoughts flooding your mind. Your body reacting to his presence, you bit your lip as you wait for a hint, a confirmation, something to give you the okay to jump this man here and there. Sebastian looked over his shoulder before turning his body towards you. “I do hope I didn’t..” he began. His hand moving to unbutton his tailcoat. “..bother you.” He finished.

Oh my God.

His eyes were eating you alive. Those red orbs just drinking you in. Your body reacts immediately, soaking through your panties yet again, your skin getting goosebumps, the hair standing on the back of your neck. It was hitting you hard and he was only looking at you.

“Y-you’re never a bother, Sebastian. W-what can I h-help you with.”

Shit you’re stuttering. You wanted to sound flirtatious there. So much for that.

A low growl of amusement leaves his throat as he takes off his tailcoat and gloves. Watching this man strip the most basic clothing was the most attractive thing you have ever seen. “Don’t tell me you forgot what I said last time, Y/n.” The same echo plays.

“If I want some more fun. You’ll hear a knock.”

You remember that the knock was extremely subtle but yet, you somehow heard it while deep in sleep. Is that what he meant? No matter. He’s here now, undressing in front of you. Looking at you. Wanting you. You eye him up and down and you breathe deeply. “Would you like some assistance with your clothing?” You ask, miraculously without stuttering or stumbling your words. His eyebrow raises and his arms lower. “Please.” He simply says and you close the distance and began to undress this man. His skin smooth, cold, and gorgeous. You drink him in. Knowing if he came here on his own accord, you were about to get wrecked.

“Enjoying the show, dear?”

Wait did he really just use a pet name? No…Really? You take it without saying anything.

“Very much so..” you breathe out. Soon you feel two hands on your waist, gently grabbing your gown. “May I?” Ever the gentleman. “Of course.” You look up at him and his gaze sends another shiver down your entire body. The cold night air graces your skin and you couldn’t help but react a little to the suddenly exposed. Your arms hugged your body as you tried to get accustomed to the air around you, before you could a pair of hands grab your arms “Are you getting bashful on me or are you merely chilled?” He looked amused. You couldn’t help but grin ever so slightly. “Warm me up please?” A request? Are you insane? You’re lucky enough that Sebastian was here in the first place and not you’re making requests? “Well, since you asked so politely.” He replied. He is voice barely a whisper as he lifted you to the bed, your legs naturally wrapping around him as he placed you down. You didn’t want him far anymore, you needed him close, inside you. The lust you had for him was almost unnatural, yes you’re a horny bastard but it’s not ever this bad for one sole person. As handsome as he is, there was something threatening too. But none of that mattered in this moment, his hands dancing across your bare legs, teasing as he gets closer to your undergarment protecting your center. You didn’t realize the breath you were holding until you let it go from anticipation, your legs already beginning to tremble from his touch. “Darling y/n, you’re this excitable?” A subtle scoff of amusement escapes him as he began to take off your panties, a trail of your ‘excitement’ connecting you and the small piece of cloth as he slid them down. Your eyes meet his as he throws them aside, finally touching you. You bite your lip as he began to rub circles on you, your eyes rolling behind your eyelids. “Eyes on me.” He commanded lowly, you obey and look right at his red orbs that seemed to be glowing, you must already have the fog from pleasure and are seeing things a little funny…

You somehow stifled a moan when his fingers entered you and began to stroke your walls in a magical rhythm. You can’t already be building that fast, that’s just not fair. He could feel your body react and tighten round is long fingers. You were hopeless. “There’s the filthy girl I know” he says right as you’re inching towards your climax. “Don’t cum yet. I’m not finished.” Don’t cum? Excuse me? You do your best to hold it off but any flex or attempt you tried only made it feel better which obviously didn’t assist in any way. Your legs tense up and you bite your finger to hopefully hide the fact you just came. His eyes looked annoyed almost as he slipped his fingers out. “Tsk tsk, you can’t do one simple thing for me?” He asks and stands, all amusement vanished. “I-I’m sorry.” You mutter out between soft breaths. “Looks like I’ll stop playing nice then.” He undid his pants and got his cock into his hand, no words were exchanged just a simple look and you knew what he wanted. You moved and took him in your hand, stroking in a steady rhythm, hoping, praying you were starting to please him back, he made no sound of pleasure. Not a grunt not a sigh not even a twitch. You grit your teeth and part your lips, taking him into your mouth. “Good girl.” There it is. Now you got your praise, you’re happy. You bobbed your head and looked up at him, he looked regal almost with how he was looking down on you. His palm placed on the back of your head as he pushed himself deeper into your throat, almost making you gag on his length. A few more very difficult strokes of that and he released you from that torment and pushed you back onto the bed. “Take it like a good girl now.” He effortlessly slid inside you as he pulled your hips close. You gasp and put your hands over your mouth to suppress any unholy sounds that threatened to escape this room. He immediately began to pound your wanting pussy, reaching deep into your core and sending waves of euphoria through your body. How can someone feel this good? How can one person be so addicting? It was supernatural almost.

With one hand holding your hip and the other moving your hand away from your mouth, his perfect hair that was always in place, was slightly messier. “Let me hear those filthy little noises you try and hide.” Did he want the other staff to hear?? You still attempted to remain semi quiet as humanly possible as he ravaged your walls. As hot as it was you’d like to not have your coworkers know of your lewd sounds in the midnight hours, especially for WHO and why they came to be. That embarrassment may just kill you if anyone said anything about it.

Sebastian on the other hand didn’t like this ever so slightly louder moaning you’ve given him. Knowing you were holding back his quirked an eyebrow and moved the hand on your hip to your lower stomach, pushing a bit. This made his presence inside you that much more noticeable and you gasp at the sudden sensation change. It was intense, almost too much so. Dizziness taking over your mind as your eyes roll back once again, feeling a grip on your jaw, making you look at him once more. Fluttering your eyes open, seeing this visual come into focus was enough to send anyone to the pearly gates happily. He was enchanting, his figure over you, somehow glowing yet just too dark to make out many details below his waist, his glowing eyes piercing your soul and his melodic voice commanding you to be such a good girl for him. Your core yet again started to build another climax as your body temperature began to rise with the build. “You’re going to hold out for me this time, understand?” This was definitely a command and you did your best to obey. Adjusting your hips slightly so it wasn’t so much, at this point it was hopeless to not let those pornographic sounds leave your throat, you’ll just accept your fate with the embarrassment. As well as you were doing, pacing yourself as much as you could and trying to prevent another premature orgasm you kept building. “S-Sebastian please I-“ barely able to breathe out as he looked at you. “Beg for permission then.” His unamused gaze hurting your pride as you began to beg for your life. “Please Sebastian allow me to cum… I need to do bad and I- I can’t hold on m-much longer, I’ll be a good girl I swear it. Please let me cum.” The slew of words trailed out your mouth and flooded the air. Seemingly pleased with this begging he gave a single nod and upped his pace, the steady building became a rocket launch and you were thrown over the edge, your body tightening and all air leaving your lungs as you let out a long moan into a pillow you were able to grab in the process of it all. Sebastian fucked you through your orgasm and your entire body felt hot, like you were on fire. Again, how can someone feel this way? So perfect?

Without a moment to catch your breath, you felt your body flip onto your stomach, “on your knees.” He wasn’t done with you. As you obeyed and got on all fours he pushed your head down into the mattress below you. He slid right back into you without another word, picking up pace quickly afterwards. You thought it was intense before but this was a new level, thanks to whatever God that was looking out for you for the pillows and sheets that were stifling your noises. Although even with your moans muted the absolute vulgar sounds of both your bodies were filling the room, surely leaking into the hall. You’ve never felt such bliss though. Body on fire and mind like putty, you just prayed you could withstand this enough to pleasure him in return. Silent as ever he was, just breathing slightly heavier than his usual daily sighs. You looked back at him and his eyes were devouring your body, how it was reacting to him and just how good you were being for him. You didn’t move nor shy away from his intense pacing, you just took the borderline abuse. He slowed, coming to a bearable pace and allowing you to catch your breath. Your gaze unwavering from him as you two finally met eyes. “You’re doing much better than anticipated, yet it won’t be enough at this rate.” Blunt as always. “W-what do you mean?” You asked with dejection in your voice. Why weren’t you enough? Was your pussy just not pleasurable to this man?? “I do need you to be able to walk, I’d rather not have to find a replacement for you while you recover.” He explained, how could he hurt you that bad with just sex? I get being sore and maybe having to slow your walking pace a little bit not to the point of recovery time. You feel his cock slide out of you, a soft sigh of pleasure leaving your lips one last time as you sity on your now very dirty sheets.

“I’d hate for you to not finish…again..” you look down at your hands, embarrassed by your lack of skill. The sounds of clothing getting put on filled your ears, then along came a soft scoff of amusement. “Y/n, it’s perfectly fine. I appreciate your concern for my pleasure, but this was simply a test on how far I could push you without harming you. You impressed me, not the other way around.” In disbelief you looked up at him and you were met with his gentle smile that melted anyone lucky enough to witness it. “Now get some rest.” Not this again. He walked over and placed his lips onto your forehead, leaving a gentle kiss on your skin. Suddenly you became extremely fatigued, no exhausted and fell asleep right then. You fought it, you didn’t want to not at least walk him to your door like a decent human but alas, it overtook you faster than you could process.

“Rest”

That was the last thing you heard echo in your mind as you fell into darkness.

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Yay! You made it! Thanks again for waiting for long for this, I appreciate each of you. I still get notifications from the first one and I am so beyond touched with love and support. LMK if you want this to be a little series or something.

Bye!

[niilue]

Congrats on 3k!!

Could I get Sebastian + pegging + pampering with a female reader plz? 💗💗💗

⎯ sebastian michaelis • kuroshitsuji

cw: dom reader, female reader, pegging, pampering, very sensitive sebastian, mention of mistress, third person pov

niilue's 3k event

sebastian's mistress, (name), wastes no time in undressing him, roughly pulling off his clothes and tossing them aside. her hands trail down his chest, over his hardening nipples, and further south, over his stiffening cock. she licks her lips as she takes in the sight of him, knowing exactly how to make him lose control. she straddles him, positioning her wet center against his throbbing length, and slowly begins to lower herself onto him. the feel of her warm, wet skin sliding down his shaft is almost too much for him to bear.

as she begins to ride him, her breasts bounce freely, teasing him with each thrust. she leans forward, her weight pressing him deeper into the mattress, and takes hold of his hands, lacing their fingers together above his head. with each powerful stroke, she drives herself harder onto him, grinding her hips against his pelvis. she can feel the strap-on against his ass, teasing the entrance, and she knows he's ready for her. with a sharp thrust, she pushes the head of the toy against his entrance, slowly penetrating him as he arches his back in anticipation.

the sensation is overwhelming, both foreign and yet somehow familiar. she begins to thrust harder, faster, feeling him stretch and yield to her command. his moans fill the room, echoing off the walls as she takes him roughly, claiming him as her own. she can feel the tension building inside him, and she knows he's close. with one final, brutal thrust, she pushes him over the edge, feeling him tense and spasm beneath her. as he comes, she holds him tight, rocking gently against him as he releases himself into oblivion.

as sebastian's orgasm subsides, (name) continues to ride him, her breath coming in ragged gasps. the strap-on feels incredible inside him, stretching him in ways he never knew possible. she leans down, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispers, "that's it, baby. take it all." her hips buck wildly, driving the toy deeper and harder, triggering pleasure centers within him that make his toes curl and his fists clench.

"oh god, mistress…" sebastian moans, his voice strained as he feels her ride him harder. he clenches his fists in the sheets, feeling her breasts brush against his skin with each thrust. "please, don't stop…" he arches his back, pushing himself deeper into the mattress, needing the release that she's teasing him with. with each passing moment, the strap-on feels more and more intense, stretching and filling him in a way that he's never experienced before.

as their bodies move together in a frenzy of passion, he feels his own climax building, threatening to break free at any moment. "i'm close…" he gasps, his hips bucking up to meet hers. "i'm so close…" he can feel his orgasm building, the sensation growing more and more intense with each passing second. "please, let me come…" he begs, his voice cracking with desire.

with each thrust, the head of the strap-on massages his prostate, sending waves of intense pleasure coursing through his body. he feels like he's on the brink of another orgasm, but this time it's different. it's like his body is being rewired, reprogrammed to accept this new sensation, this new kind of love.

as (name) picks up the pace, their sweat-slicked bodies slide against each other in perfect harmony. she reaches down, grasping his cock, which is still semi-hard, and begins to stroke it in time with her thrusts. "that's it, baby," she urges, "come for me again." and he does, his orgasm crashing over him like a wave, his body convulsing as he releases himself deep inside her.

finally, spent and satisfied, (name) collapses onto him, their chests heaving in unison. she kisses him tenderly, her breath warm against his skin, and whispers, "you're such a good butler. so very good." as he lies there, catching his breath, he can't help but feel a sense of euphoria washing over him. he's never been so thoroughly and completely taken care of, and it feels… perfect.

(name) rolls off of sebastian, her breathing heavy as she lays beside him. she strokes his hair, her fingers lingering on his sweaty brow. "there's my good boy," she coos. "you did so well." she kisses him softly, her lips lingering on his for a moment before pulling away. "now, it's time for you to relax."

she stands up, walking over to a chest at the foot of the bed and retrieves a warm, damp cloth. she returns to the bedside, gently wiping away the sweat from sebastian's face and chest. as she does so, her touch is soothing, almost maternal. "there's my good boy," she repeats, her voice soft and soothing. "that's it, just relax."

sebastian feels himself drifting deeper into relaxation as she continues to tend to him. his body aches pleasantly, and he feels a sense of contentment he's never experienced before. he watches her as she works, marveling at the way she seems to radiate warmth and love. when she's finished, she climbs back into bed, spooning him from behind. she wraps her arms around him, pulling him close, and nuzzles her head against his shoulder.

"there now," she murmurs, her breath tickling his neck. "you're all cleaned up, and you're safe with me." sebastian feels a tear slip down his cheek, followed by a shuddering sob. he hadn't realized how much he'd needed to hear those words, how much he'd needed to feel this kind of love and acceptance. (name) holds him tighter, kissing his shoulder gently, and whispers, "shhh… it's okay, my love. you're safe with me." and in that moment, sebastian knows he truly is.

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[chatterbox-73]

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.

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[yan-lorkai]

Hello , i hope your doing great . Would you please do a scenario for yandere undertaker and yandere sebastian (separately) x fem reader. Reader doesn't want to marry them so she tries to run away away at the wedding day but fails and gets captured ? Thank you ❤

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Warnings: Yandere content, fem reader, kidnapping, implied murder, threats.

Marriage is nothing more than a union between two people before God, so for Sebastian this does not carry the same meaning. For him, marriage only symbolizes what in his conception is already true: that you are his in every way and now the marriage certificate proves it. Even if you oppose to this marriage, Sebastian doesn't care.

Although he would love for you to give your opinion on the decorations or the type of cake you would like have at the wedding, he knows you are still in denial so he plans everything himself. From the hanging chandelier, to the flowers in the bouquet, to the dress you're wearing that he sewed himself, every little detail meticulously planned to be perfect.

He knows that humans like to be surrounded by their parents, relatives and friends on a special day like these, and if you had behaved they would all really be here. But it's better this way, just you, him and the priest who officiated the ceremony. That way he doesn't have to kill your parents and friends in front of you when you shout and scream about everything you've been through with him. Even though part of him wished this had happened, with no one else out there waiting for you, looking for you, praying, you would have only him. Only him.

Maybe he would kill them and return to your side, blood dripping from his hands and face as he kisses and touches you. Maybe he would even tell you what he did and how he did it to observe your reactions. If you like to act like he's the biggest evil in the world, maybe he'll give you a reason to hate and fear him. Maybe, but he won't act on those thoughts if you don't force his hand. The same hand with which he fixes your hair and makes your makeup, circling you to get a view of you from all sides.

"I will wait for you at the altar, my dear," His tone was soft, but there was an implicit promise of death in his eyes, a bloodthirsty glint that you had been able to witness many times before. Just for a second longer Sebastian stands there, looking at you through the mirror and then he smiles and leaves.

Your heart beats quickly inside your chest, it beats like it has never beat before. Your nerves are on edge, but you have to calm down and take a deep breath. You know what Sebastian is, you know how strong he is, but you know that an opportunity like that is unique and you must take advantage of it. You must escape now.

Running away isn't hard, well, actually it is a little, because you're wearing a dress and high heels but you kick them all and hold them hem of your dress up. And you run. You run as you never ran on your life. You know Sebastian is busy with tons of things, plus you are supposed to come a little late, as you are the bride. But you clearly underestimate him.

He may not be with you physically but as a demon he has his ways of knowing where you are and how you are, he can feel your heart beating, he can taste your fear and apprehension. And he loves it, he loves knowing your fear him, to know you are opposed to this marriage, given time he knows you come around.

But for now he enjoys the chase. He excuse himself for a moment to go meet you halfway through your attempting escape. You can hear his beautiful little laugh, can see his shadows but when you look behind your shoulder there's nothing there. He is playing with you, getting you even more frightened before trapping you in his arms so tight not even air can arrive at your lungs. His hand closes on your throat as he look at you, eyes red with animalistic excitement. "Dear me, look what we have here." He muses, watching you breathe hard, beads of sweat running down your forehead.

"Sebastian... What a pleasure to see here." Your reply is sarcastic, weak. But it makes him smile as he caress your face lovingly, as lovingly as a demon can, though you feel dirty at every touch, at every moment you're trapped under his creepy stare.

"You run away like a little lost mouse so I've came to get you back right where you belong. Don't make things harder than necessary, darling." It's his final warning. You know, you can feel in your bones that if you are to try anything again he would retaliate.

He has been doing a great job at keeping his demonic tendencies in check even when you snarled and yelled at him those past few weeks. But there truly nothing you could do? There was nothing you could try? His hand held yours, guiding you, the oppressive silence making you even more uncomfortable.

And when the priest asked "do you accept this man as your lawful and only husband?" All you could do was stare at him, tongue numb, members tired before answering. "I do."

And like a mouse, you were caught in Sebastian's trap. One you could never escape.

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Marriage. What a strange concept. Why people get married, that's what Undertaker thought when checking humans' memories. They all got married, they all had children, they all had their ups and downs together, yet they loved each other. Is love really that essential for humans? He didn't know, but he had a lot of questions to ask. And many of them answered themselves when you appeared in his life.

You had recently lost someone and like a wounded bird, you walked into his funeral home. It was like destiny. It was like a lever had been pulled in his brain, like he could finally see colors and feel the warmth of the sun on his skin after so long without those things. He was drawn to you, enchanted by your words. And everything else was history.

Undertaker knew that humans are fragile and fearful, and he tried to woo you the right, human way. Giving you flowers, walking with you, hearing you talk. And everything would have worked out if you hadn't discovered that he wasn't human, that he was a Shinigami and desperately tried to get away from him. He didn't want to kidnap nor threaten you but he grown desperate. He didn't want to lose the feelings you gave him, he didn't want to let you go. So he did what was necessary, he gave you a new home, he gave you books and lines for you to sew and weave if you wanted. He gave you everything you wanted but your freedom.

A marriage was bound to happen because he wanted you to experience this little enjoy. But also because he wanted to tie you to him even more, to make you his wife and be able to truly calls his wife. The ceremony is not as beautiful and organized as Sebastian's, but he supposes is the thought that counts. He buys you a really cute white dress and make-up, and he lets you get ready alone. As the bride and the groom can't see each other till they're both on the altar or something like this, honestly he doesn't understand this saying. Why can't he see you? He wants to see you!

But he controls himself, he has to. He stands on the altar with the priest at his side. He hums and waits impatient. Meanwhile you is running away so hard that everything else turns into a blur, people, voices, sounds, smells, everything is a blur as you run and pray for someone to save you. Anyone. Tears flow from your eyes when in the distance you see his silvery long hair and dangerous green eyes staring at you. You tremble, biting your lip so hard not to scream that you can taste blood on your tongue, you force your legs to work more than they can handle, you're sure later on your feet would be filled with blisters but you don't care about it now.

Though it's not enough. It's not enough and you hated it. You hear him mumbling while he catches up with you, a part of you is surprised he isn't actually going to pull his scythe from wherever he keep it and reap your soul right here and now. The part of you who is still in love with him wavers for a second, you think only for a second if it's worth to try, if you actually can win against him, if can actually escape and your hesitation is all he needs for him to close his arms around your body tightly. He breathes hard, warm air hitting your neck as you feel him still against you, afraid of losing you. Afraid of losing everything.

"Why did you run, sugar? Wasn't I good enough for you? Didn't I treat you right?" He was whispering right at your ear. And that was much more scarier than having him screaming or having him threatening to hit you. "Don't you love me anymore? That can't be, right? You must be a little scared, oh sweetheart I know marriage is a big step but everything's going to be fine. I can take care of everything, leave all the work to me."

As if to made you pity him even more, you could little tears streaming down his face and onto your back, timidly, slowly. A sour taste lingers on your mouth. You can't escape now. You can't escape now that he is so on alert, every little move you make would be under his eyes. You can't escape now but you certainly can play your card right. And the right thing to do now was surrender yourself. Surrender and wait for an opportune moment.

For now you let him fix your dress and hair carefully, and then drag you to that damned altar. It's suffocating, insufferable. And there's nothing you can do about it. He holds your hand as he slips the ring into your finger and look at you like you hung the stars in the sky.

"I do." You say as you stare at him. In the future your attempt would be successful but for now you may entertain him.

[cottoncandy-cult]

Little Angel

Sebastian Michaelis x Neko Child! Reader

Sebastian was walking the streets of London with Ciel, searching the alleyways for a magical thief. Ciel wasn't quite sure why he was sent to search out the thief, from what he had found the thief was only stealing food. He assumed it's because the police had been on this case 3 months and made absolutely no progress, though apparently the night before one of them managed to graze the thief with a bullet. Sebastian was quick to stop when hearing whimpering, drawing the young male's attention as well to a small box that had a bit of blood leaking from the bottom.

Curiously he approached, when carefully moving one of the flaps he spotted the tiny form of a young girl. She was in a dirty and torn dress; her side was bleeding heavily. But what stunned the male was her ears and tail, they were that of a cat. With one look he knew it was a bullet wound, their thief was a child. She tried to hiss at him, but it was weak and pathetic. "It's ok, I just want to help you." His voice was soft and calm, but she soon fell unconscious. He was quick to act, lifting the girl up with ease as he rushed to his master.

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With a groggy groan (E/c) eyes began to open, the room was dim which she was glad about. Her head ached, she moved slightly only to feel a sharp pain in her side making her hiss. "You shouldn't move, you're hurt pretty bad. But don't worry, we'll make sure you have a full recovery." The butler spoke softly from the bedside, watching her with his usual polite grin, The trio of trouble making servants not so sneakily peeking in seemed flabbergasted, they knew she was getting special treatment because she was part cat. The guy was obsessed with them after all. The young girl watched him warily, but she was so drowsy and weak. "Go ahead and sleep, the medicine for the pain is gonna make you tired." The girl was out like a light as he finished his sentence, making the older demon chuckle.

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A year had passed since that day, (Y/n) had been adopted by the butler but Ciel had taken to her, so she was more like a princess than anything. Lizzy adored her, the 6-year-old just ate up the love and attention. Sebastian adored her most; he spoiled her greatly and was never shy to show his affection. They had been out for a walk one day, Ciel had to go through London in search of a particular shop.  She had tagged along and of course Sebastian was going, as they walked, she spotted something. It was a kitten, white with one blue eye and one green eye. One of its paws was hurt, it seemed to be almost looking for help. The girl did the only thing she could think of, she scooped up the cat and brought it to Ciel. "Ciel look!" At the sound of her voice, he turned to her, the small girl showing him the injured kitten in her arms. "Ciel can we take her home please!?" She bounced slightly on her feet, her eyes glossy with worried tears. 

She was a soft-hearted child, her heart ached for everyone and everything. He kneeled down, looking at the kitten as he patted its head. Sebastian was right beside her, stroking its chin. "She does need to learn about responsibility, this could be a good chance." Ciel was quiet as he thought, Sebastian held his breath and hoped for a yes while the girl looked ready to cry. "Ok fine, tell you what. You can take it home, but you have to take care of it." That was where it began, the sweet girl did chores and errands to earn money. She was smart in how she used it, because she was doing so well, he began to give in anytime she brought a homeless animal to him. The mansion was like a massive foster home, but Ciel had found a way to use this as an advantage. Sales had gone up, people enjoying the fact he cared for animals. They'd have balls and fundraisers, rehoming animals and doing adoption charity events. He wished he had listened to Sebastian when the demon would ask to take in a cat, as now he was making almost triple what he was. Sebastian loved it, at least he loved all the cats.

Now here he sat in the garden, leaned against a tree as (Y/n) cuddled into him. Being part cat meant she needed attention, and he was happy to give it to her. Kittens and puppies ran and played around them, it was a calm day and Ciel generously gave everyone a break. He had been in a wonderful mood for a bit. Sebastian smiled down at the girl who had fallen asleep from his rubbing of her ears, soft purrs escaping her. The demon just couldn't wrap his head around it; she was just so sweet. She was so innocent, a miracle worker that had yet to understand what she could do. Sometimes he wondered if maybe she was just a lost angel, either way he was happy he found her. Her one act of kindness had proven that karma exists, her desire to help animals had led to them being in an even better position financially. Ciel having opened a few charities for various causes.

Sebastian moved to stand, carrying the girl easily. She stirred slightly, but simply snuggled into him. "So warm..." Her words were a sleepy mumble, she gave a whine when he placed her in her bed. But she soon relaxed and fell back into a deep sleep, Sebastian could only chuckle as he removed her shoes, socks and coat. Gently he tucked her in, she slept a lot but that was likely because she worked so hard to take care of her responsibilities. He was proud of her; nothing would ever change that.

[constellationguy]

I have a lot of ideas in my head, some in progress, others not, but I want to see what you guys want to see next!

If anyone wants to be tagged in the fic you voted for leave a comment or follow!

[mizu-chin]

Yes My Lord "Draft"

*English is not my first language, sorry for any mistakes.*

In the vastness of the silent corridors of the Phantomhive mansion, where shadows danced to the rhythm of the crackling fireplaces, a new presence was felt. S/n, a woman skilled in hand-to-hand combat, swordsmanship, and dagger handling, had been hired by the young master Ciel Phantomhive for a specific and mysterious mission. Her long, wavy hair swayed gently as she walked, her keen eyes absorbing every detail around her.

It didn't take long for her to encounter Sebastian Michaelis, Ciel's loyal butler. With his impeccable demeanor and aura of confidence, Sebastian was an imposing figure. Most people were enchanted by his supernatural charm, but not S/n. She immediately noticed something strange about the butler; there was an air of mystery and danger she couldn't ignore.

"Good afternoon, Miss S/n," said Sebastian, his voice smooth and melodious. "The young master awaits you in the study."

S/n kept her gaze steady on his, showing no trace of fascination or fear. "Thank you, Sebastian," she replied with a nod. "I'll meet him now."

As she passed by, Sebastian watched her with growing interest. It was rare to find someone who didn't fall for his manipulations or charms. This made S/n an intriguing and irresistible anomaly to him.

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Days passed, and S/n performed her tasks with her characteristic efficiency and precision. However, her suspicion of Sebastian only grew. There was something about the way he moved, the ease with which he seemed to know everything before it happened, that kept her on alert.

One night, while she was training in the mansion's garden, the truth was revealed. Sebastian watched her from the shadows, fascinated by her grace and skill. But S/n, always alert, sensed his presence.

"You can come out of the shadows, Sebastian. I know you're there," she said without interrupting her training.

Sebastian emerged from the darkness, an enigmatic smile on his lips. "You are truly impressive, Miss S/n. Few humans would notice my presence."

She stopped and faced him, her eyes shining with determination. "You're not human, are you?"

Sebastian tilted his head, his smile widening. "You are more perceptive than most. Yes, I am a demon."

S/n did not flinch or show fear. "I knew there was something off about you."

"Interesting," murmured Sebastian, approaching. "You are not afraid of me, nor are you charmed by my enchantments. What makes you so different, S/n?"

She shrugged, sheathing her daggers. "Maybe I've faced worse things than you."

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Sebastian became even more fascinated by S/n after that night. Her resistance to his demonic charm and her combat skills were rare traits. He began to observe her more closely, not just out of curiosity, but out of growing respect.

S/n, in turn, started to notice that despite Sebastian being a demon, he seemed genuinely loyal to Ciel. This made her reconsider her initial distrust, but not enough to lower her guard.

One day, the mansion was attacked by a gang of mercenaries hired by Ciel's enemies. S/n and Sebastian found themselves fighting side by side to protect the young master. She wielded her swords with dexterity, while he, with his superhuman strength, dispatched the attackers with ease.

In the heat of the battle, Sebastian couldn't help but admire S/n's skill. She was more than a warrior; she was a force of nature.

"You fight with admirable passion, S/n," he commented as he dispatched the last mercenary.

She smiled, breathless but triumphant. "And you are a formidable ally, Sebastian, despite being a demon."

He laughed, a low and melodious sound. "Perhaps we are more alike than you think."

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After the battle, S/n and Sebastian began to develop a silent understanding. Although their origins were drastically different, there was a growing mutual respect. S/n not only tolerated Sebastian's presence but began to appreciate it. He, in turn, found in her an enigma he was eager to unravel.

One night, while they were alone in the mansion's library, Sebastian broke the silence. "S/n, what really brought you here? You don't seem to be just an ordinary bodyguard."

She sighed, her eyes fixing on a distant point. "Revenge," she finally said. "Someone very close to me was murdered by forces I still don't fully understand. I am here because I believe Ciel can help me find answers."

Sebastian nodded, understanding. "Revenge is a powerful motivation. Perhaps more powerful than most human emotions."

She looked at him, surprised by his empathy. "And you, Sebastian? What truly motivates you?"

He smiled, that ever-enigmatic smile. "Serving my master. And, perhaps, curiosity. You, S/n, are an enigma worth deciphering."

She laughed softly. "I don't know if I should feel flattered or worried."

He took a step forward, his eyes shining with unusual intensity. "Perhaps a bit of both. But know, S/n, that as long as you are here, you have an ally in me."

She faced him, finally acknowledging the truth in his words. "And I in you, Sebastian."

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Over the following months, S/n and Sebastian became a formidable team, their skills perfectly complementing each other. She not only gained an ally but also an unexpected friend. Sebastian, in turn, found in S/n something he never expected: a genuine connection, not based on spells or contracts, but on mutual respect and understanding.

[grrw-boy]

Damn it im gay again

[sleepingdeath-light]

sebastian michaelis + fem bimbo s/o smut hcs ; 18+

requested by ; anonymous (01/09/23)

fandom(s) ; black butler

fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific

character(s) ; sebastian michaelis

outline ; “would you write sebastian michaelis x bimbo reader? maybe she's smart when doing her duties, but when she knows she can relax she's just a thought-free girl sebastian can use. (maybe their contract mark is over her womb or smth; im 19)”

warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, bimbo!reader, dumbification kink, dom!sebastian, sadist!sebastian, overstimulation, oral sex (male and female receiving), marking kink, slight ownership kink, degradation kink, praise kink, free use kink, vaginal sex, fingering, cream pies, public / semi-public sex acts

minors and ageless blogs will be blocked

sebastian michaelis is, above anything else, the perfect butler and is willing to do anything and everything in order to keep his masters safe and satisfied — whether that’s by cleaning and cooking for them or, in the case of your very unusual contract, fucking the thoughts out of them after a pressing day of work

you weren’t stupid by any means — quite the opposite, in fact, as he’s seen you masterfully manipulate peers and inferiors alike with a wit so sharp it could cut glass, and perform the duties assigned to you with such ease that he’d once questioned why you’d even formed a contract with him in the first place — but it was that same intellect that brought you the strife you’d asked him to relieve you of

after all, one can’t overthink or stress about work when their thoughts are drowned out by the feeling of being stretched out on a long, thick cock — if you’re still even able to think after he’s worked your clit so hard with those long fingers of his that you’re seeing stars and squirting so hard you’ve stained his uniform

of course during work hours he tends to you at all times, waiting on you hand and foot: waking you up in the morning with the day’s paper and fresh breakfast in bed, engaging in light banter and productive conversation with you, bringing you freshly ironed clothes suited to the day’s weather, fetching you documents and books for work, and doing other odd jobs related to the upkeep of your home — he is still a servant, after all

but when you’re ready to wind down and want nothing more than to be used and thoughtless — well, then he’s happy to indulge you there too

happy to force you to your knees (or have you lay on your back with your head hanging over the edge of your bed) and shove his cock down your throat — burying his hands in your hair and fucking your face until your cheeks and lips are covered in spit and your mascara is streaming down your face

happy to kneel between your legs as you sit at your desk or in your lounge room, massaging your thighs and waist and stomach as he uses that talented tongue and those long, slender fingers to bring you to climax over and over again — not stopping until you’re limp and gasping and sobbing, until even his eyelashes are damp with your juices, until your fingers are so tightly wound in his hair that it’s even starting to hurt him and your hands are trembling, until he’s had his fill of you

happy to bend you over the nearest surface and fuck you until your legs and arms give out beneath you — legs spread as far as they can go whilst his hands roughly paw at your waist and ass and breasts (greedy and harsh and possessive), not stopping until your pussy is spent and dripping with his seed and his teeth marks are imprinted on your shoulder

happy to pick you up and fuck, finger, or lick the thoughts from your mind at any moment — you had given him free reign, after all

happy to sit you on his lap with his dick buried in your cunt, strong grip keeping you in place as he forces you to look at your reflection in the mirror — one hand gripping your chin and making you stare at the point where the two of you become one, stare at your contract mark as it flashes and pulses in time with the pulsing of your inner walls around him, not moving until you’re teary eyed and begging him to please touch you

happy to play with and tease you even in front of others: whispering absolute filth into your ear before walking away completely unaffected, giving you suggestive looks across the room whenever others can’t see him, sliding his hand a bit too far up your thigh (when sat side by side) or low down your back (when walking together) for it to be completely innocent, and even making remarks referencing things he knows you enjoy in the bedroom that to others seem completely innocent

happy to leave an array of marks all over your body as a trail of evidence showing just how much of a good girl you are for him — deep bite marks on your thighs, fingerprint bruises on your hips, scratches along your sides, nips along your throat, and deep hickeys all over your breasts (he’s very generous with how much he claims you and he seems to get off on it even after the fact, whenever he notices them on you during the day when you’re working)

happy to call you pretty and perfect and his ‘good girl’ in the same breath that he mocks you for being ‘desperate’ and ‘needy’ and ‘slutty’ — praising you for your obedience and receptiveness and reactiveness to his touch and voice and yet teasing you for being ‘so wet already’ when he hasn’t even touched you yet, even playfully spanking your clit and chuckling against your throat when you yelped and flinched away from his touch

(he is a demon, after all, so it’s only natural that he’d be at least somewhat sadistic in the bedroom — and you have plenty of bite marks, bruises, and scratches all over your body to prove it)

(and he’s at his roughest when you show off your contract in one way or another — such as when you call him ‘my demon’ or wear something that intentionally shows off your contract mark, which will lead to much more possessive behaviour when you’re alone)

he’s also not at all opposed to fucking or playing with you in public or semi public areas — at most he might suggest finding somewhere a bit more private in order to preserve your reputation amongst your peers, but if you’re insistent then your demon is hardly going to refuse you (just know that he’s not going to go gentle on you just because you decided to proposition him where others might hear or see you, he’s still a demon after all)

but, of course, sebastian is still your loyal servant and once the fun has been had he’s there to take care of you in the aftermath: running you a warm bath, tending to any injuries so they don’t get infected, wiping away all of the blood and cum and saliva without complaint, reassuring and praising you for being so good for him, putting you in fresh bed clothes, and even bringing you some food and water to help you completely recover

you still have work to do and no butler worth his salt would let his mistress risk her career over something so minor

[yan-lorkai]

I was wondering if I could request Sebastian Michaelis x Cat shape shifter reader who lets her cat ears and tail be visible at night because it helps her relax to not have to use energy to disguise herself.

Sebastian stares at you, a lot. He touches you too, a lot. He just can't help it when his beloved lets her ears and tail show, it's almost instinctive to look in your direction. He loves the texture of your fur over his fingers, it's so soft, so fluffy that he can't stop himself from stroking your ears as he urges you to talk about your day or play with your tail when he's feeling particularly bored in the later hours.

The demon still remembers the first time this happened, the impure sound leaving his lips as he felt a small smile grow on his face at the sight of your embarrassed form of being caught with cat ears and tail. He remembers how you confessed to him that you were a shapeshifter and that your powers tired you out so you didn't use them at night. And he promptly assured you that he didn't mind, that he found it cute, even endearing.

Sebastian knows a lot about cat languages and while that may not apply 100% to you, his beloved, he still knows how you feel by the way your ears flop or your tail wags. And he spoils you a lot with your favorite foods and drinks, watching the happy smile dance over your face and the excited way your ears move.

Sebastian definitely encourages you not to use your powers so much when the two of you are together, first because he just loves it and second because you can't leave the house with cat ears and tails. Unless you want to be called a witch and burned at the stake.

He loves you, but he'll do anything to get you exhausted and into the house he built for the two of you. Only he can look up to you and love you that way, please don't force his hand in having to discipline you and just be a good kitty to him.

*･゜ﾟ A/N: Hehe, certainly a fun request to write. I hope you like it anonie!

[ciciyup]

Phantomhive manor (+ Gregory Violet) X Fem! Reader time traveler headcanons.

Summary: You are a time traveler and you have arrived in the Victorian era, how would you fare with certain characters if they met you?

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Ciel Phantomhive

In one moment he was drinking his tea and enjoying his chocolate cake and the next Sebastian had arrived with you at his side. Everything about you seemed to confuse him, from your unusual and very inappropriate clothing to your casual and bland way of speaking.

At first, he only let you stay in his mansion so he could study you, for some reason you seemed to know more than him and even more than Sebastian, and the more time you spent there the more you seemed to confuse him with your strange ways.

The inappropriate clothes you were wearing seemed to not want to take them off while you complained that the corset and the amount of things in the dresses were uncomfortable, which made Ciel roll his eyes more than once, on top of that, in your comments you added that the clothes you were wearing were “the fashion” and “the trend” when Ciel only saw in them two pieces of fabric like a poorly covered window added, in his opinion, to your bad style.

The way you spoke was so strange, that way so casual and without any grace, but at the same time confusing to hear you say words that he had never heard before. He had bothered to look up those words himself in some books, but then he left the task to Sebastian, who soon informed him that those words did not exist... At least not in his time. On top of that, it seemed that you did not appear in any kind of paper that informed about your birth or other important things that should be in people as soon as they are born, which made Ciel stop taking it as a bad move and see the possibility that you really were a time traveler, since Sebastian had ruled out the possibility that you were some entity like a demon, angel or shinigami by not feeling any of that in you.

It was really surprising for him, he would not deny it, to see such a strange and at the same time so useful device. You called it 'cell phone'. It was surprising for Ciel to see a device that could take color photos, see himself on video moments before while doing something random and be able to watch it and replay it. The fact that music came out of that device surprised him quite a bit too, not only because of that, but because of the huge difference between the music of the future and that of his time, it had certainly been a big shock. Surprisingly, some of the songs you taught him he ended up liking, the ones with a soft and pleasant rhythm, and the fact that you put those 'headphones' you had shown him where the music could be heard better turned out to be a great experience.

He seemed to start to trust you more, your conversations were pleasant and you seemed to have a very different kind of thinking than he was used to seeing in people, it was nice in a way. You seemed to have a more open mind, more liberal, without prejudices or hypocrisy.

Maybe with you there Ciel could take advantage of certain things to have an advantage over his adversaries in the business and political sense, after all he was an earl and it was always good to be one step ahead of everyone, if it was three steps then it would be even better. Although he was always on guard and cautious while you seemed to tell him certain things, he took mental notes of what could happen or happen in the future if he didn't change something in the present. It was all very intelligent and strategic on his part.

Finding you had been a great important piece for his game and being aware of more things that he probably wouldn't get to see, but he was pleased to have been lucky enough to have you appear. He just wished you could stay a little longer to be able to appreciate a vision as different and at the same time as pleasant as yours.

Sebastian Michaelis

Surprise was to say the least. This human really had something. He felt curious? Fascinated? You were so strange, your way of seeing everything was so different. Sebastian felt surprised because you even surpassed him in subjects he didn't know about such as politics, future wars, economics. It was fascinating and perhaps also, in a way, a blow to his ego. Why did this human come out of nowhere with all the answers up her sleeve, in such a way that she managed to surpass him in knowledge? Still, Sebastian was an extremely intelligent being with centuries of experience, so even if you had advanced knowledge, he wouldn't feel intimidated. Instead, he would see this as an opportunity to learn and expand his own understanding.

While he lets you settle into the mansion at his master's request, as the days passed, he would soon bring out his sarcasm when he saw your attire and clothes, dropping some sarcastic comments, but always with a polite tone to sweeten.

Seeing the device in your hands and turning it on would surprise him at first, being somewhat impressed by the great advancement of humans in technology and since he is a very intelligent supernatural being, he would quickly learn to use the cell phone and any other device you had with you. He would even dare to take your phone with him secretly just to study it, sometimes to take pictures, videos and other times to listen to music, noticing the great change between one era and another. The photographs and videos would be what would attract his attention the most, enjoying filming some cat that appeared in the mansion and then watching it on the phone.

Despite enjoying certain things, Sebastian would evaluate if you represented a potential threat, being cautious, but without raising suspicions on you. He would always prioritize Ciel's safety so he would stay close to you for a certain amount of time, even if sometimes you wouldn't notice. Coming to the conclusion that you didn't seem to be dangerous or an enemy to Phantomhive, which made him become more friendly and even offered you hospitality while you stayed at the mansion.

He would take advantage of your advanced knowledge to improve efficiency and security at the mansion, as well as a chance to learn about humanity and how they had advanced so much over the centuries. He would come to enjoy the conversations if they interested him enough, you don't always meet a time traveler so he had to get something out of it, it was sure better than hearing anyone else talk about the same old topics.

You were different from what he was used to, clumsy, closed-minded and boring people who had nothing new to offer, but since you had arrived it seemed like you had awakened something in Sebastian that he hadn't felt for centuries. He hoped you would stay a little longer, it would be a shame if he had to go back to the same boring emotions.

Finnian

He was very excited about you, although at first he seemed confused, especially by your unusual clothing, his excitement made him see beyond. Seeing artifacts he had never seen before amazed him, his eyes shining as he took the first picture with so many colors and heard the music coming out of it. Surely asking you for your phone a few times so he could take lots of pictures of himself with big smiles and doing different things or anything in general that he found nice to capture, even leaving the phone without storage.

“Can I really talk to someone who is on the other side of the world right now?” Finny would ask you in surprise when hearing you explain about calls and messages. But surely the game apps would also keep him very entertained, especially the pet care and gardening games, spending so much time there that he would already know how to use most of the things. He seemed to be amused by the fact that you would randomly throw out words that he had never heard before, some of them amused him so much that he would keep them in his mind and would often repeat them, even while there were people there, causing them to look at him in confusion. His enthusiasm could be higher than the looks they usually gave him. Finny liked to learn new things and having met you would definitely continue to fascinate him even after days.

His face would light up as you explain to him the simplest thing for you it would be surprising for him like the fact that there was something called 'internet' or 'television' that made everything easier in everyday life like a blender, bed warmer, cars. Whatever you told him it seemed like the boy would explode with excitement.

He would definitely be mesmerized if you showed him series or movies, whatever was moving on the screen would surprise him, but if they were fantasy movies he would surely enjoy them more seeing the special effects and thinking about how everything looked so real. He would definitely like to know all the musical genres, especially the most lively ones, but at the same time with a pleasant rhythm, trying to imitate modern dances, laughing at his own clumsiness and certain dance steps that made him laugh.

It would be enriching for both of you to have met him. Finny enjoyed your company and everything he managed to learn at your side, but in addition to that he also liked to teach you about his own time by telling you first-hand details and even making you see certain things from a new perspective. Being with him was undoubtedly a breath of fresh air and both of you could have a new look at the world.

Snake

He would be mostly confused by your unusual way of speaking, puzzled by words you used to say at random and not have a specific meaning, it would be difficult for him to understand. Unlike what one would think, even though Snake is a very shy boy, he would not feel ashamed to see you in a different type of clothing or in lesser cloths, since having been in the circus before he lived with people with little clothing or more "revealing" clothing, so although it would still be somewhat surprising and embarrassing for Snake, it would not be on a large scale.

Seeing a phone, something that did not yet exist back then, would make him feel particularly intimidated and think that it is something dangerous, staying cautious while you show him the device. He would be surprised when you showed him videos and people or anything in general moving inside that small device, even his snakes could be attracted and watch while they communicate through Snake asking questions about the device.

What he might like the most would be snake documentaries and anything about snake care. When you used to lend him your phone you would probably find him in the mansion's greenhouse surrounded by his snakes while his eyes were glued to the screen as he watches videos on snake care as well as precautions for when they shed their skin, their habitat, best food, even on wikipedia looking up different things to take care of himself and his friends.

Telling Snake about your knowledge and things that would happen in the future would make him feel intrigued and at the same time fearful thinking about what thing could cause something else to happen and prevent it from happening even if it was inevitable anyway. Also, he would like to know more about how people have evolved, if they were kinder to others, if there wasn't as much fuss when they saw someone different, if they accepted certain things more easily.

Seeing you want to teach him music with those big sound devices that you called 'headphones' would make him feel a little self-conscious, but finally when the music plays his surprise can be seen in him as he feels something he had not experienced before. He would have preferences with some genres more than others, the ones he might like the most would be ambient music, classical music and jazz.

He could get used to your presence in the long run. You seemed to be one of the few people he enjoyed the company of, and he learned more things with you by his side. He wouldn't deny spending a nice afternoon with you while you tell him how much everything had changed over the years and Snake would gladly listen to you.

Gregory Violet

First of all, why was there a girl at Weston College if it wasn’t for some special event? Secondly, he would be very intrigued, so he would take you out of public view if he had the chance so you wouldn’t cause any fuss at the time. Although he might initially keep his distance between you due to being generally reserved, his curiosity would make him approach you little by little.

Despite your unusual attire, Gregory would remain just as reserved, not judging anything about you as he silently analyzes you. He probably wouldn’t care much about how you look or what you wear, perhaps he would at first glance, but then he would remain discreet. He would be interested in the unusual and aesthetically different, wanting to capture the essence of your appearance in his drawings. You would be a source of artistic inspiration and he would want to draw you, but being so reserved he wouldn’t ask you to, at least until he gets to know you more deeply.

Seeing a phone for the first time would certainly leave him in awe. The ability to see color photos and color videos and even be able to take them yourself would leave him speechless. He would be more attracted if you showed him art-related photos with lots of colors and different things like that. Speaking of art, he would definitely be fascinated with the amount of things he could learn on different internet sites about artists’ paintings, drawing ideas, biographies and even reading any pdf book and using apps to draw and create without using pencils or hands would be extremely intriguing to Gregory.

Watching stories told through moving images and sound would be another completely new experience. He might be especially interested in movies, series or documentaries that deal with artistic and historical topics. He would be very intrigued and have many questions about how the device works and how you can see anything through it, be it movies, books, letters, numbers, photographs. How a movie could be created and what kinds of devices would be required to film and make the special effects.

If you had been there long enough for Gregory to become more comfortable, he could draw you, maybe he would ask you or, more likely, he would draw you without you noticing or telling you. He would like to capture your “futuristic essence” and keep those drawings to remember you if the time came when you had to leave. He would also make separate drawings of the electrical devices you had told him or shown him, wanting to remember them too.

It would be a unique experience for him and his memory to have met you and learn about all the new advances of the future generations. The fact that you seemed to have a more open mind and no need to judge would have made him enjoy your company more during the time you shared, after all you had not labeled him as weird or different like most people in his time and he appreciated that.

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Misc.

Spotless - Fan! Levi Ackerman x Celeb! Reader

Private Lunch - Free De La Hoya x Reader

Cool Down - Hiruma Yoichi x Reader

Host Club Complications - Kyoya Ootori x Reader

Late Night Understanding - Miaa x Reader

Bed Time Snack - Saiki Kusuo x Wife! Reader

Little Angel - Sebastian Michaelis x Neko Child! Reader

Bountiful Celebration - Soma Yukihira x Wife! Reader

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𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆: RYU’S FIRST KINKTOBER!

ft. genshin, bsd, obey me, one piece, tokyo revengers, black butler

— ♤ YANDERE: OCT 3RD

꒰ yandere!dottore x fem!reader ꒱ — emotional manipulation, psychological manipulation, stalking, gullible!reader, dubcon, 3.5k wc

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꒰ sebastian michaelis x fem!phantomhive reader꒱ — sfw, gothic, forbidden love, slight power imbalance, confession, 2.7k wc

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Yes My Lord "Nightly Comfort"

*English is not my first language, sorry for any mistakes*

The journey back to the Phantomhive mansion was silent. The incident in the forest had left everyone deep in thought. Ciel maintained his cold and determined expression, but his distant gaze betrayed the concern he felt. S/n watched the young master attentively, noticing the burden he carried.

Upon arriving at the mansion, Ciel withdrew to his room while Sebastian busied himself with his nightly duties. S/n also went to her room, longing for a moment of rest after the tense night. However, not long after, a gentle knock at the door caught her attention.

"Come in," she said softly.

The door opened, revealing Ciel in his pajamas, with an expression that mixed frustration and vulnerability.

"S/n... I... can't sleep," he admitted, his voice laden with emotional fatigue. "Can I... can I stay with you tonight?"

S/n felt a pang in her heart. Ciel rarely showed his weaknesses, and seeing him like this, so young and fragile, reminded her of how much he was still a child, despite all his responsibilities and sufferings.

"Of course, Ciel," she replied, making room on the bed for him. "Come, sit here with me."

Ciel lay down on the bed, holding the pillow protectively. S/n sat beside him, her presence providing immediate comfort. She gently stroked his hair, trying to soothe him.

"Would you like me to tell you a story?" she asked, recalling the many nights she had done the same for him, offering refuge amid the darkness.

Ciel nodded, his tired eyes shining with silent hope. "Yes, please."

S/n thought for a moment, trying to remember a story that could calm Ciel's mind. Finally, she recalled an old story someone had once told her.

"Once upon a time," she began, her voice soft and rhythmic, "there was a powerful family with a special bond with dragons. They were known as the Targaryens, and they ruled the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros. But like all great families, they also faced great conflicts. One of the greatest was the civil war known as 'The Dance of the Dragons.'"

Ciel, now with his eyes closed, listened attentively, the steady rhythm of S/n's voice calming him.

"This war began after the death of King Viserys I," S/n continued. "Viserys had two children who sought the Iron Throne. Rhaenyra, his eldest daughter, and Aegon, her half-brother. Rhaenyra was the rightful heir, but Westeros had never been ruled by a queen, and many would not accept a woman on the throne."

S/n went on, detailing the fierce struggle between the two sides, the aerial battles between dragons, and the devastation that followed. She described Rhaenyra's courage and determination, and Aegon's relentless ambition, painting a vivid picture of loyalty and betrayal, bravery and despair.

As S/n told the story, Sebastian patrolled the mansion, looking for Ciel. His concern grew with each passing minute without finding the young master. Finally, following his instinct, he headed to S/n's room. Opening the door, he found Ciel lying on the bed, almost asleep, while S/n, seated beside him, continued the story.

"...and so, the war of the dragons brought destruction to Westeros," S/n concluded softly. "But it also showed the strength and determination of those who fought for what they believed was their right. Rhaenyra fought bravely, but history was not kind to her. However, her spirit remained, reminding everyone that true strength comes from within, regardless of who sits on the throne."

Ciel struggled to keep his eyes open, trying to hear the end of the story, but the comfort and security provided by S/n were irresistible. Slowly, he fell asleep, a soft sigh escaping his lips.

Sebastian watched the scene, a slight smile curling his lips. He quietly entered the room, approaching the bed.

"He was worried," S/n whispered, looking at Sebastian. "He needed some comfort."

Sebastian nodded, his gaze softening as he saw Ciel's peaceful expression. "Thank you, S/n. He needs someone like you by his side."

S/n smiled gently. "He is strong, but everyone needs someone to care for them from time to time."

Sebastian observed for a moment longer before speaking. "I'll ensure no one disturbs us tonight. Rest well, S/n."

With those words, he left the room, closing the door behind him. S/n continued to watch Ciel, feeling a mix of affection and responsibility. She knew that as long as she was by his side, she would do everything she could to protect him and provide him moments of peace, even amidst the chaos surrounding them.

With one last look at the sleeping young master, S/n extinguished the candle beside the bed, plunging the room into the tranquil darkness of the night.

[vikkirosko]

Can I ask Ciel, Alois, Sebastian, Claude, Ash Landers and Charles Grey with a child reader ?

Reader is the granddaughter of the Queen of England and the next in line to rule England. She's just a little 5 years old girl, but she's the brightest ray of sunshine in this world.

She's a nice child and wants to help her people. She is very close to the people, and isn't scared to go in the poorest part of London (but protected by Charles Grey and Ash) to give charity.

Ash is her butler and for him, reader is the purest soul in existence. He's just mad that reader loves to go to the Phantohive and Trancy mansion...

Thanks !

Platonic headcanons The Queen's granddaughter

♟️ Ciel Phantomhive x kid fem!Reader 👁

Ciel has always followed the Queen's orders. He was a real watchdog who took his job seriously, but of all the royal family, you were the only one who came to him personally. You were the Queen's favorite granddaughter and heir to the throne. Even if you came without an invitation, he could not refuse you, especially since if you came, you always came on business

You wanted to help your people and therefore came to him to help arrange events for the poor. He didn't understand why you always did it yourself and why you were even interested in it, because you were only five years old, but you really took what you were doing very seriously. You sincerely wanted to help people, and maybe that's why ordinary people loved you so much and hoped that you would really become their queen

Every time you prepared events together, you took full part in both the preparation and the event itself. Ciel saw how sincerely you smiled and how you really tried to help not only with words, but also with deeds. You never gave him orders, you didn't take advantage of your position, but you could ask him for anything, and usually earl complied with your requests

Ciel understood that the older you get, the more you will try to do for the people and the country. Perhaps when you get older, under your leadership, England could flourish in a way it has never flourished in all of history

😈 Sebastian Michaelis x kid fem!Reader 🐈‍⬛

Sebastian met you when you arrived at Ciel's. He knew that you were the queen's granddaughter and an important guest at the manor. He always prepared various treats for your arrival, and to his surprise, you always thanked him for it. He had seen many aristocrats, but you seemed to be one of the few who really sincerely thanked not only the owner of the manor, but also the servants for their work

Sometimes you brought small gifts for the servants, including Sebastian. He was surprised by this, but the more often you saw each other, the more he was convinced that your soul was bright and pure. For demons, such a soul was a tasty morsel, and under other circumstances, he would not have been willing to get this piece for himself, but now he had another goal. But that didn't mean that he would miss the opportunity to annoy the angel who was constantly by your side

Sebastian remained polite and courteous to you. He continued to play his role as the perfect butler, watching you try to help people. You were like the princesses from fairy tales, kind, innocent, eager to help the suffering. It seemed funny to him and he was sure that you would continue to keep your soul as pure

Maybe someday, he'll be able to see what kind of princess you'll grow up to be. But for now, you remained a child who tried her best to help her people. For Sebastian, your actions were something naive, but he wasn't going to tell you about it. He continued to watch you change and interact with Ciel, knowing that it could be beneficial

🗡 Charles Grey x kid fem!Reader 🍧

Charles has always done his job well. The Queen entrusted him with important matters, so the fact that she assigned him to be your protector did not cause much surprise. You were the queen's granddaughter and next in line to the throne, but at the same time you were just a five-year-old girl who needed protection. That's why Charles accompanied you every time you left the palace

You often visited the parts of London where the poor lived, and each time Charles accompanied you. He made sure that no one hurt you, because someone could try to take advantage of you and your kindness. You really tried very hard to help your people, and when you returned, you always took Charles to the pastry shops to thank him for once again keeping you company

Charles looked out for you and could take you to places Ash would never let you go. Charles knew that you had different positions in society and when you were with someone, he always behaved politely to you, but in a more relaxed environment, he became more relaxed and looked after you like an older brother who allowed you to be just a child, even if he knew that if Ash found out about it Charles would have been reprimanded

Charles remained a loyal knight to you no matter what. He protected you and accompanied you, no matter where you needed to go. You were a sweet and innocent princess, and Charles was your knight who was ready to protect you even when you became queen, taking your grandmother's place

🕷 Alois Trancy x kid fem!Reader 🌹

Alois has seen a lot of bad things in his life. People were cruel to him, and when he even had the illusion of power, he began to use it. When he met you, he was sure that you, who had a golden spoon in your hand since birth, would be the same as the others. You were the queen's granddaughter, and he wouldn't be surprised if you were arrogant even though you were only five years old. But he was genuinely perplexed when you turned out to be completely different from what he thought

You were kind and caring towards ordinary people, and for some reason you were kind to him too. Alois could act like a moody child with you, but you were still kind to him. You offered him to participate in charity events that you organized to help people, but he refused. But he liked the fact that you took care of him too

He saw perfectly well that despite the fact that you were friendly towards him, Ash, your grandmother's butler, who accompanied you, was clearly against you communicating. It was as if he knew the whole truth about his past, but he was trying to find a way to convince you that Alois was not worthy to communicate with you. It made him angry, but the fact that you were talking to him anyway calmed him down

More and more often it seemed to him that he was beginning to believe in goodness. You gave him a piece of your light, healed him with your kindness, and although Alois would never admit it, he even liked it. It wasn't often that he met people who would be so genuinely friendly to him, and he didn't want to lose you

👿 Claude Faustus x kid fem!Reader 👓

From the first look at you, Claude realized that you had an innocent, pure soul, one of the brightest souls he had ever seen. You came to visit Alois, but you always paid attention to the servants, which only allowed Claude to be more convinced of his rightness. He just couldn't afford to miss a soul like yours, but it would seem that absolutely everything was against his purpose

Every time you came to Alois, your escort, Ash, came with you, who tried his best to shorten your time there, and when Claude appeared in his field of vision, Ash tried his best to protect you from him. It was as if he knew who Claude really was and protected your soul from his attempts to get close. It made Claude angry, but he couldn't openly speak out against Ash

Despite the fact that Ash tried to prevent you from communicating with Claude, you still communicated with him. You didn't care that he was a butler and you were a princess. You didn't divide people into servants and aristocrats, striving to help everyone, which is what Claude used. But another advantage for him was that under your influence, his master's soul became brighter, gradually changing

Claude intended to try to get your soul while he had the chance. Perhaps if you were older, it would be easier to do this, but your soul will no longer be the same as it is now. That's why he wasn't going to postpone his goal for later, even if Ash was going to interfere with him further

🪽 Ash Landers x kid fem!Reader 🗡

From the very first day of your acquaintance, Ash realized that he was obliged to protect you. You were the brightest and most innocent soul he had ever met, and that you were worthy of salvation. The fact that the Queen entrusted him with taking care of you only simplified his mission. You were the queen's favorite granddaughter and the next in line to the throne, but you were still a child, so he just had to make sure that nothing would blacken your innocent soul

You often traveled to poor areas of London and to small villages where you helped people with food and money. He was pleased that you did it, but he always made sure that none of the sinners hurt you. However, there was something that he absolutely did not like. He didn't like the fact that you often visited Ciel Phantomhive and Alois Trancy. Ash was sure that their company was a bad influence on you and that you should not see them, because your soul could suffer because of this

Angel tried many times to convince you that two counts were not the best company for you, but you were determined. He understood that in your eyes they did not pose a threat, so he took it upon himself to protect you, especially from demons, for whom your soul was like a tasty morsel. Ash just couldn't let the demons get you

Every day it seemed to you that Ash was taking care of you more and more. You didn't pay attention to it, being sure that it was your grandmother's request. You didn't even realize that he wanted to protect you from everything that could blacken your soul. You were a princess who was worthy of ruling New England, and he intended to make sure that was the case

[coffee-colored-hopeless-romantic]

Distracted pt 1

Part 2 ->

Sebastian Michaelis x Fem!Reader

THIS IS SMUT MINORS PLS DO NOT.

CW: “Dear/Darling” terms used, oral f!receiving, 🐶style, multiple climaxes.

You’re the new maid at the Phantomhive manor and we’re going on your third day of training. You being a single woman with not much history of romance you figured being a maid of a high class family would be a breeze. Freedom after hours, beautiful housing, etc. Until you met the head butler, Sebastian and God is he gorgeous. I mean this man is the most attractive human being you’ve ever laid your eyes on and he was basically perfect as what he does. No flaw or hiccup in anything he did, it was almost scary. He couldn’t have been human. Even him looking at you from a time to time throughout the day would send a wave through your body, causing you to feel a little needy. You held out though, not wanting to be distracted on your new job. I guess you understood why that red headed main Mey-Rin was so clumsy especially around Sebastian.

You were going about your daily tasks, the laundry for the house, nobody touched the young lord Ciel’s clothing other than Sebastian himself and honestly you were thankful for that, less work for you to do.

Today was difficult, given you haven’t even touched yourself since before you had started your new line of work, and you had a fairy high drive that you used to keep up with on a nightly basis. But given the new environment and close quarters to your co-workers you held off and damnit was it getting rough. Sebastian had manually shown you a few things to practice for the up and coming ball that were to be held in the manor and he wanted to make sure you knew how to dance properly, it’s unlikely you’d be asked but there was always a chance he needed you prepared.

-flashback to that morning-

Sebastian walked over to you with his soft smile he always had on his face, his perfect pale face. “Ah, y/n just the woman I was looking for. Come. I need you to do something for me.” You didn’t say much as you followed him into an open area in the manor. “Dance with me a moment.” He extended his hand out waiting for you to take it. You weren’t the best dancer but you never had to do it much before. You sheepishly put your hand in his, your face saying everything you were feeling. The anxiety, the unease and the overthinking. Sebastian gave a grin and squeezed your hand slightly. “Don’t be nervous my dear, I’ll teach you everything you need to know.” He pulled you close, chests touching, his hand placed on your slower back, his touch is firm yet soft somehow. He’s warm, comfortingly warm.

Oh gosh, he’s so close to you. He smells nice, clean. Of course he does. He’s perfect. As Sebastian guides you through the basic steps and possible moves one could do in a traditional dance, he grew slightly irritated as you kept looking down at your feet, soon the hand holding your back moved up to your chin and lifted your gaze to his red eyes. “Y/n. It’s rude not to look at your dance partner. It shows that you’re uninterested. Look at me from now on, understand?” He was grinning, he knew he had you wrapped around his finger and it was annoying. How could you just stare at him the whole time, your body wasn’t prepared for that much eye contact. Let’s just say it was incredibly difficult to look at him, unwavering and not fumble with your steps but you somehow managed to get through it.

-end of flashback-

Yeah, that whole ordeal replaying in your head wasn’t helping your needy situation whatsoever. You kept spacing on the simplest thing and fumbling more than usual, it was irritating you so much. Finnian asked several times if you felt alright, he must’ve blabbed to Sebastian because soon enough the tall pale figure walked over to you. His eyes held a look of concern. “Y/n, Finnian told me you weren’t feeling well. Is that true?” He asked, leaning ever so slightly over you, his eyes dancing over your body. “Oh! No Sebastian. I’m fine really, thanks for checking on me-” you were cut off by his hand on your forehead, which caused you to start blushing. His eyebrow quirked up and he sighed. “Ah, you’ve got a slight fever, come now.” He p i c k e d you up bridal style and carried you towards your quarters. It was quiet in there given that everyone else was working around the manor. It was just you two.

You protested a few times on the way until he laid you onto your bed, walking over to your door and locking it.

What..?

Your eyebrows furrowed a bit and you looked up at Sebastian, “i- um. What are you doing, Sebastian?” You ask shyly, your mind going crazy at all the possible reasons, of course focusing on the dirtiest outcomes. He walked back over towards you, sitting next to you on the bed, reaching for the back of your dress.

“One with a fever shouldn’t undress themselves. If Mey-Rin were to do it, I fear she’d rip your uniform. That’d be a hassle for me to repair. If it makes your more comfortable I can do this blindfolded.” You could feel his gloved hands tickle your back, you weren’t wearing an undershirt, this uniform was quite warm when working sometimes. You breathe deep and slow, attempting to calm your nerves and hormones running rampant. “N-no it’s fine I-… I can do it.” You could very well do it yourself, but Sebastian doing it was a fantasy becoming reality. You thought it wouldn’t get much harder until you felt a warm breath on your neck, a low voice in your ear and a hand under your uniform holding firmly onto your waist. “I know what your issue is dear, you’re a bit… pent. I know the scent anywhere.” You turn and face him, bright red across your face. “H-hey!” He was incredibly close, impossibly close without kissing you. “S-Sebasti-“ he put a finger on your lips. “If you try and keep quiet I can help you. If you’d like of course.”

What?

Your eyes grew heavy as you gave into him, how could you not? He closed the distance between you and kissed you deeply, you whining as he did so, feeling such a touch for the first time in so long was bliss, it was dirty, it was sinful but it felt so good. His eyes open, his hands running about your body, feeling every curve, every crevice, remembering your shape and taking note on every special spot that seemed to get you going. One of his hands going up your skirt, onto your thighs, pulling down a stocking and laying you onto your back. Your body’s senses were on high and every touch felt like a fire being sent to your core. This was unlike anything you’ve felt before, it was intense and he was simply touching you. He swiftly pulled up your skirt and placed his thumb on your throbbing clit, making slight movements. You pull away from the kiss with a gasp and pushed the back of your head into the pillow beneath you, biting your lip to fight the moan wanting so desperately to escape. Your climax already beginning to build from this small stimulation. Sebastian placed his lips upon your neck, leaving small bites on your sensitive areas. His fingers moving gracefully over your clothed pussy, he felt how excited you were, the soaked panties were a dead giveaway for anyone but he could smell how aroused you were, which got him excited. Not that his body showed signs of it but internally he was going to devour you. He finally pulled back and pulled your panties down, revealing a wet mess. He didn’t miss a beat starting to eat you out, there was no warning, no teasing. Just his tongue on your hot core. You went to moan but his hand swiftly covered your mouth which drove you mad, he was good. Almost instinctually you moved your head and began to suck on his gloved fingers. He looked up at you and stopped for a moment, hands on either side of you, just looming above you. He pulled his hand out and let his fingertips linger at your lips. “Bite the glove.” He commanded, you did so and he slipped his hand out. “Good girl. I didn’t realize you were so naughty. Maybe you needed this more than I thought.” He threw the glove out of your mouth and resumed position. Fingers in your mouth and tongue back onto you. You wanted nothing more than for him to fuck you silly right then and there. But the things his tongue could somehow manage to do were inhuman, your climax quickly built, it was almost embarrassing. You whined and whimpered as you came, your whole body tensing up as he rode your through your climax, letting it settle before pulling away, a trail of your cum and his saliva connecting you and his mouth. He smirked, almost amused on how quickly that happened. “My my. How sweet you taste.” Oh my God.

As his fingers left your mouth you sat up and reached for his pants. He allowed you to undo his buttons, watching intently as he removed the other glove that remained on his right hand.

As you finally got his dick out, it was hard and ready, you were about to take it in your mouth before he put a hand on your shoulder, pushing you back. “No no, this is about you. I’ll enjoy myself plenty. Just submit.” You bit your lip, glancing back down at his member. “Y-yes sir.” He sure did like obeisance. He got off the bed and gestured tot he edge. “Bend over.” Holy shit what? You blinked and slowly began to move, he sighed. “Quickly now.” He grabbed your hips and brought you in front of him, lifting you with ease, turning you away and pushing you forward onto the bed. It was such a vulnerable position, your skirt covering you until he lifted the fabric and placed it onto your back.

You felt his tip meet your entrance and you whispered “oh fuck..” you heard a giggle, did he hear you?

“Such a filthy little mouth.”

He didn’t warn you, he rammed into you, having you take his entire length immediately, you couldn’t help but moan out as he did so. He soon grabbed a fistful of your pretty hair and put your face to the mattress. “Quiet now, I’m about to begin.” You bit your lip hard as he showed you no mercy. His quick and rough pace were enough to make you see the gates of heaven themselves. Well maybe gates of hell with how this was going. You were burying your face into the mattress moaning into it to muffle whatever you could. His name was your new favorite word, along with a string of words of your full submission. You felt your core begin to heat back up as you felt another orgasm coming quickly. He obviously felt it too as you tighten around his dick, your walls memorizing his shaft and forming to welcome it. It was the first sound you heard from him, a subtle grunt but it was proof of his own pleasure from this.

The room was filled with lewd sounds. The muffled moans, the slaps of your bodies, the absolute mess you were creating, the creaking of your bed frame. All of it being permanently trapped in the walls of your quarters. You’d never walk in here again and not think about this.

“That’s right. Cum for me, darling. Be a good girl and cum.” That was it, you were sent flying over your edge with another intense climax, bigger than the one before. As he slowed down your body twitched at every subtle move, you attempted to regain your breath but you could hardly move your legs. “S-Sebastian… but you didn’t...” You looked over your shoulder at him while he was cleaning up from the utter mess you made on his dick. “Oh dear y/n, I’m not sure you could handle the work it would take for me to cum myself.” He smirked. The way he said it didn’t make it sound condescending or cocky, just matter of fact. You shot up, shakily. Looking at him. “No! I can! I don’t want you to be disappointed or left unattended to!” He lifted your chin up once again, getting absurdly close. “Trust me darling, I’d break you. I don’t want to do that. If I want some more fun, you’ll hear a knock. Now rest.” With that he left you, in your sex filled room, cum soaked sheets and disheveled hair. What a filthy girl you are.