#devil butler with a black cat x reader

[sweetkiitsunez]

❞ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐝 - synopsis: being breed and carrying Lord. Finely's kid

❞warning: somewhat dark content (?) + nsfw content (18+) + f!sub (afab!reader) + Dom!Finely Grosvenor + overestimation + breeding + pregnancy kink(?) + creampies + dubconish and nonconish bcs readers wants him to stop, but wants to keep going + nosebleed + aftercare + yandereish??

a/n: gaaahh!! im so hungry for aknk corn :3

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

The sound of yours and Lord. Finely's skin slapping againist each other and the sound of your moans and cries echos in the empty bedroom. You could feel the moonlight shining on your skin. Finely blocks the moonlight as you could see his silhouette hovering you.

"A-Ah!! Ah! A-Ah! N-ngh!! S-Stop!! N-no more!!" You let out a loud crying moan, squirming as you toss your head on the wrinkle white bedsheets. His hands pinning both of your hands above your head as he continues to thrusts his hips against your wall.

"Ngh...! D-don't worry...! A-aAh! F-fuck... I-I'll... ngh!! Take care...! V-very good! A-ahh...! F-fuck! Ngh! Of y-you...!" Lord. Finely thrusting his hips, quite in a harsh pace while he is holding you down.

He wants something from you. He wants it badly. You underneath him, crying and moaning his name as he couldn't control his body. He couldn't control himself. You will be a perfect wife for him. He caught you caring for a lost child in the street, who got separated from their parents. You're good with kids. He wants to have kids with you. He doesn't want any nobles nor the devil butlers or angels touching you. He wants you all for himself. He wants to see your belly full, plump with his kids inside your womb.

Yes... yes... that's sounds like a good idea. He will have to breed you. He sees your teary eyes as you pleading with him to stop. Your legs are on his shoulders as he did a mating press position.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

He loves it. He loves it when you are getting overestimated. Your body is covered in sweats and fluids.

His eyes is fully foucs on you. He loves you. He loves you very much.

"Look at you... ngh! Aa-ah...! Y-you're shaking, my dear..." He moans as he smiles at you.

It's been forever. You don't remember how long that you had came. You felt dizzy, tired, and couldn't fight your consciousness. Suddenly you felt something dripping on your face as you shifts your eyes to look at him.

Finely notices your reaction as he stops thrusting as he lets go of your wrists as he wipes his nose with his finger.

Crimson red... Crimson red nosebleed dripping from his nostril. Ah, he is having a nosebleed while he is trying to breed you.

"F...Finely... are you okay...? you reached your hands to touch his face, but he gently swatted your hand away from him.

"My dear..." His cleaned hands wipes the bloodly drops off your face. You seems to worried if he is overworking himself to pleasure you. You laid there on the bed as his eyes looks at yours. He wipes his nose, but still has a blood stain on his face as he wipes it.

He kisses your forehead as his thumb creases your heated cheeks. His cock is still inside of you. "...Just look at me, dear..."

You shifts your eyes to look at him. He is hovering you as he places your hands on yours. "I'll take care of you..."

"Just relax for me, I'll make it feel good..." he whispers in a low voice. "Please... I want a baby inside you..." he begs softly.

"I want... a family with you..."

"... someone to take over the Grosvenor families..."

"Please... let me breed you... dear..."

This is the first time, that you heard him beg. He rarely beg. He sounds desperate to have a child with you. You don't really seem him a type of family guy. He is hugging your body close to him, until he lifts your face to look at him.

You could still see the crimson red blood stain on his nose when he wiped it, slowly turning into darker red, leaving him a dry blood stain.

"Please..." he begs one last time.

You just sighs. "...Fine, please take care of me..."

Finely kisses your lips as he held your hands as he harshly thrusts his hips, quite roughly. You have to admit, it feels good as the tip of his cock kisses your cervix.

You felt like your orgasms is approaching. Finely quickly pulls away from you as he is moaning while thrusting. He feels like a heated animals.

"I can't- please- I can't-" you moans as tears forming through your eyes. Your legs and thighs are shaking. The room is filled with echos of loud wet skin slapping.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

"N-ngh! Aa-ah! T-That's good, d-darlin-!! N-ngh!! A-ahh...! K-keep d-doing that...! F-fuck!!" Finely groans as he grabs your thighs as he continues to shove his cock deeply in your walls.

Finely is turned on even more when he heard your cries and screams. You felt something squirting inside as Finely creams your insides as he fills you with his semen. You let out loud orgasm cries as your body is jolted like an electric shock. Your eyes and head rolls back. However, this doesn't stop Finely as he still continues to plunge your insides as you let out a scream.

"O-one more... darling... one more..." Finely panting like a wild animal in heat. He grabs one of your thighs as he toss it on his shoulder. He pulled you closer to him. You are trembling as you are tired. Your sides resting on the bed as you look horrified. This isn't the Finely that you've met in the gathering nobles party. He is like a completely different person.

"I-I need it! Aa-ah! Mmgh! Please! Darling!" Finely choked as he grins at you with his flushed cheeks and sweaty face. He seems dizzy... his blood is gushing down to his cock. He is hard... as he notices that his semen is dripping out of your hole.

No... he must keep going... it's a waste to spill his children. His head is feeling lightheaded as you notice that he is slowly grinds his cock into your hole.

He fell on top of you as you screamed for the maids and servants to take care of the Lord. Finely. His eyelids is heavy as his vision has become blurry. He could head the commotion, but your skin... is warm. He wanna hold you. He wanna touch your pregnant belly, just to feel the bump again.

Finely was awoken as he was lying on his bed with new bedsheets, changed into a nightgown, and already cleaned up. His nosebleed is gone. He smells like champagne scented as slowly sat up from his bed. His head feels wussy.

He almost forgot about you as he quickly turns to his side, just to see you lying down on the bed next to him with your eyelids closed. He brushed his fingers on your flushed cheeks. You're warm...

However, he is disappointed himself that he couldn't fill you enough for him. Maybe... next time. At least you're by his side.

He kisses your forehead as he joins you in bed as he hugs you tightly, not wanting to let you go. He couldn't stop imagining himself with his hands around your pregnant belly.

No one can have you. He only wants you for all to himself.

[xlvr-renas]

Aknk fans on Feb 14 with their butlers

First floor

Second floor

Basement

I'll be adding the villa butlers don't worry!

[sugar-glaze-donut]

Once again - Berrien x Aruji-sama (you!)

☆Gender is not specified ☆Slight spoilers from chapter 4 of aknk ☆Angst then Comfort :3 ☆My headcanon of how Aruji-sama comes to the aknk world (at the end) ☆Time skips for every section. (section 1 - 30 years ago, section 2 - A few minutes ago, section 3 - N O W)

[—➰—⏳—➰—]

Faint light trickles from the curtains as a choir of birds chirp outside.

The monochrome man’s eyes flutter open, his eyes squinting at the light as he yawns.

Rubbing his eyes and forcing himself to wake up, he stumbles towards the curtains and opens them.

Morning has come. And like always, another day has begun.

The monochrome man wakes up his two co-workers and prepares for the day.

Comb his hair, fix his tie, and tidy up his side of the room.

He is now ready to start his day.

He greets everyone he meets in the halls, some already competing their duties, some half asleep, and a few… quite literally sleepwalking.

Everything seems to be in order.

Yes… “Order”. The constant loops they all live in.

Repeated routines, same pairs of clothes, tedious chores… this is the constant loop they go through every day.

Living a somewhat immortal life may sound exciting, but it is a tiring and torturous experience.

The time era you lived in… the memories of the past… the people you once knew, all pass away in a blink of an eye. But that’s only how story authors describe it.

They’re not completely wrong, though. Time does move fast.

But his first XXX years of solitary went by too slowly. As if life was mocking him for his existence.

Although it happened centuries ago… it still shakes his soul.

Even if his memory is quite damaged, the mere thought of having to experience that again gives him a feeling of…

Of…

…?

What do you call this feeling?

Sorrow? Hopelessness? Despair?

Whatever it is. He hates it. He never wants to experience it again.

No matter how many times he wants to scream, he cannot. No matter how many times he wants to run away, he cannot. No matter how many times he wants to DIE… he doesn’t want to.

Not now. He must stay strong for all of them.

and for his father and brother…

[—💕—🫖—💕—]

Another few decades have passed.

Faint light trickles from the curtains as a choir of birds chirps outside.

The monochrome man walks through the halls and enters a room, with a pair of teacups and a teapot in each of his hands.

He sets down the fragile objects down on a nearby table, and opens the curtains.

Sunlight beams into the room and on his pale skin.

Today is yet another beautiful day.

The man returns to his usual standing spot and fixes his tie. He fiddled with his gloves and he patiently waited.

Who is he waiting for you may ask?

It’s Y O U of course!

Come on, don’t keep him waiting!

Put on the ring! Come and say hi to him!

[—🦋—💍—🦋—]

A twirl of light appears in front of the monochrome man. He gasps in delight.

You’re finally here!

Small golden butterflies fly out of the light and form into a person.

Your vision slowly returns as you turn your head towards the man.

His pink eyes, filled with adoration are focused onto you.

A soft giggle escapes your mouth. “I’m back, Berrien”

The man, now identified as Berrien, responds to you with a huge smile adorning his gorgeous face.

“Welcome back, Aruji-sama”

He would gladly go through all of those years of solitary again if it meant that he could see you again

Thank you for breaking this cycle, Y O U .

[—🎀—🍩—🎀—] 🍩Glaze's Notes: *comes back from a burnout cutely* hii :3 this shot idea just came into my mind just when I was trying to sleep. I decided to make this into my comeback post for my burnout -3-

Last edited - July 26th 2024 {Please let me know if there are any typos in this post, and I will fix them right away!}

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[https-immotmari]

❝ I had really sweet dreams yesterday ❞ ─── rules!

RULES!

this blog will be only for fluff, angst with comfort/happy ending, maybe a bit of yandere and for fun since, for me, I don't want to mix up the two sides of ying and yang. or those who wants the opposite of it, I've already made a side blog, although, it needs some final touches.

please mention/say the gender of the reader in your request, either female or gender neutral! (apologies to those who wanted a male!reader, I'm still not yet ready, hopefully in the future I will)

I can only take up to 3-4 characters per request, there's honestly a lot of characters in the fandoms.

please don't request anything lewd, I'm still a minor.

with your request, you guys can detail it as much as you want since sometimes my brain just needs a head start to come up with a scenario/story.

please be respectful and patient with me, and anymore writers, since I also have a personal life out of social media.

your request can be either romantic or platonic.

also, don't forget to mention if you want headcannons, short scenarios, etc, etc. I don't write/tolerate anything disgusting or uncomfortable like incest, pedophilia, racism, etc.

If I may feel uncomfortable with any request, which is gonna be rare, I can always decline it.

FANDOMS!

fandoms that mari is in and writes for:

reminder: that the names with the color purple on it are indicating that they are strictly platonic

study group - gamin yoon, hanwool phi, minhwan ma, jiwoo lee, heewon choi, sehyun kim, jun lee, hankyeon lee, geonyeob park, minhee jang, siwon cheon, sunchul kim, hyeonu lee, (may possibly add more)

blood of the butterfly - maehwa baek, jaeyon shing, sara lopez, hajin seo, (may possibly add more)

akuneko (devil butler with [a] black cat) - all of the devil butlers + muu, (may probably add more)

i became the male lead's adopted daughter - phileo, leonia, (may possibly add more)

zomgan - mirae on, (may possibly add more)

becoming the dark hero's daughter - lea/leticia, jade de lewelton, duke kallen de lewelton, marianne de lewelton, (might add more)

project sekai - vivid bad squad, wonderlands x showtime, (may add more since I've still have to read the other bands stories)

twisted wonderland - possibly all + grim and ortho (except for the adults and event characters)

surviving as a maid in a horror game - adrian caiser von der paltzgraf, hilda (might add more)

[akunekowriter]

hellooo! I hope you are having a good day, this is my request : a boschi x reader(aruji-sama) that is very shy and boschi fell in love with her/them (you can use gender neutral o female) and aruji-sama fell in love with boschi too but she can't confess because her shyness

if you do more writings I be requesting more! I have many ideas!

you can call me whale shark (sorry I love too much marine biology😭) I hope this is good enough, Byeee!

𝑺𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆!

- ♡ characters: Boschi Arenas

- ☆ Gn reader!

- ⚠ warning: Way too much fluff!! Teasing very much teasing! Maybe ooc Boschi!

- ✎ Please do not Reupload on anything other than Tumblr!

A/N: Omg, I found another marine biology lover!! You super god damn adorable!! I'm so sorry for not answering this!! I got caught up with exams, so sorry, whale shark!! And do please request as much as you want after all I am here to make all your widest dreams come true!! And I am so sorry if I got Boschi's character wrong. I don't know much about him!

𝐵𝑜𝑠𝑐ℎ𝑖 𝐴𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑠 - ボスキ・アリーナス

You were wandering around the devil butlers' palace. After all, you had nothing better to do as you ended up outside out of the devil butlers' palace without meaning too- as you simply just walked around the garden, you heard familiar voices as it was Ammon and Boschi- you simply just watched as Ammon ranted about random facts about flowers to Boschi who looked so done with everything right now as you blushed noticing the Boschi's eyes met yours..

"Aruji-sama came." Boschi said as he smirked, noticing how your cheeks heated up as he thought "cute" while Ammon just smiled noticing you standing there as he blinked noticed the tension in the air between you and Boschi as he simply hid his sly smile behind his hand while you were blushing as you didn't think they would notice you.

"U-Uh-" You tried to say something, but the words didn't wanna come out of your mouth as you just felt super embarrassed by Boschi just smirking at you as if he knew you had a crush on him which he didn't obviously but you thought he did before you simply ran off- as Ammon and Boschi stood there dumbfounded by what just happened right now.

A few hours later~

You were outside in the forest near the lake with Muu both just watching the sky and the lake as you simply smiled hearing Muu just talk to you about things that happened today as you blinked noticing a familiar figure just laying down under a tree.

"Ah! Boschi!" You thought to yourself as you blinked noticing Muu just went back to the devil butlers' palace thinking you were following as you simply felt your cheeks heat up as you walked carefully and slowly over to Boschi as you just stared at his resting face.. he looked so peaceful..

"Enjoying the view, Aruji-sama?" Boschi asked, surprising you as you jumped up a bit in surprise before you could run away or back up. Boschi just pulled you on top of him- you cheeks were even redder now but it felt nice as Boschi himself was blushing a bit but he hid it.

You just closed your eyes as you slowly fell asleep on Boschi's chest as Boschi simply watched you with a small gentle smile on his face as he simply just carefully kissed your forehead before he fell asleep himself it was peaceful and an adorable moment between you two! <3

But meanwhile in the devil butlers' palace the whole place looked like a mess with the devil butlers trying to find you as Haures just noticed the Boschi wasn't there either- they simply just were worried sick about their Aruji-sama after all they barely knew where you were-

"Where last did you seen Aruji-sama Muu?" Fennesz asked as he simply tried to keep his cool down as he really didn't wanna think the worst happened to their Aruji same as Muu remembered the forest all the devil butlers were now in the forest near the lake-

They found you and Boschi sleeping together literally cuddling as to say the least some of the devil butlers weren't happy-

"BOSCHI!" Haures yelled immediately waking up both of you as you seemed just blushed covering your face seeing how all the butlers saw you with Boschi in the position while Boschi just yawned not caring at all as he simply smirked seeing the annoyed look on Haures' face and Lamil..

Maybe one day one of you will confess your love to the other but for now it will just a crushing stage until the day comes..

[vatnalilja]

Anxious Nights | Berrien Cliane

Sleepless souls take comfort in each other's company.

Short fluff. No smut. 1,265 words.

I wrote this with a feminine reader in mind, but it is gender-neutral. POV 2nd person, present tense.

Part 1 | Part 2 »

Restless, you get out of bed and wander the mansion's halls. This is a now-familiar ritual, one which you're bound to do again. Your mind often races at night, full of worry about life in your own world and what's to become of these men you've grown so fond of. Your heart aches for them since you have no easy solution to their problems. They carry so much pain—a pain so profound that it qualified them to be powerful angel hunters.

Your feet carry you to the first floor, where you flip through things in the kitchen for a while. A cup of hot herbal tea will be the perfect remedy for your insomnia. After putting the kettle on, you follow the halls to the staircase leading to Berrien's basement study. Through the cracks around the door, you can see light. He must be doing his research.

You return to the kitchen and steep enough for several cups, then return to the staircase and creep down the steps. If Berrien is in deep thought, it's impossible to interrupt him, but you prefer to be polite. You stop when you reach the bottom, your heart warming at the sight of him. He's fallen asleep on his desk with his head nestled in his arms atop his journal.

You clear away the empty teacup next to him and set down the pot, then lean your hip against his desk and admire his gentle features. Every man in the house is handsome, but Berrien has a graceful beauty unique to your two worlds. You sweep his bangs from his face and tuck a few strands of hair behind his ear.

"My Lord," he mumbles, still asleep.

This isn't new, though you were surprised when he admitted so openly he dreams of you at night and does everything he can to make you appear in those dreams. The revelation embarrassed you for a while, but the more time you spent in the mansion, the better you understood him. Besides, if you can bring him solace, you don't mind the form it takes.

After pulling another chair beside him, you sit and pluck the quill dangling in his fingers free. He stirs with a faint smile. Whatever dream he's having must be a nice one. You'd like to let him sleep, but he ought to do it in bed, not at his desk.

With your hand in his hair, you whisper his name, and he murmurs. You tuck your second hand into his and squeeze it as you caress his knuckles with your thumb. He stirs, and his soft pink eyes, obscured by long black eyelashes, drift open. He draws your hand to his face and nuzzles it.

"Berrien, you shouldn't sleep like this," you say.

"You're right, of course, but indulge me and let me stay this way for a moment longer," he says, pleasantly drowsy.

"I brought some herbal tea, but I don't think you need any," you say.

"I only need the presence of the Lord. Your hand is so warm, so calming."

"Hold it as long as you like," you say.

"I was lonely here in my study. I wanted to see your face, but . . . "

"I was asleep."

"My Lord appeared in my dreams to comfort me, and now you're here." He sits up and rests his back against his chair, still holding your hand. "I'm sorry for saying such things. I don't mean to burden you."

"Berrien."

You tug him by his hand into an embrace. He stiffens, and you feel his initial instinct to fight you, but after a beat, he relaxes into your arms with a sigh instead. His warm breath washes across your neck, tickling your skin as he leans heavily into you. You'd do anything to fill the emptiness inside him, to free him from the melancholy caused by the memories of lost comrades. He says your presence and affection help, but you can't undo all those years of loneliness in mere months. You tighten your hold on him.

"My Lord," he whispers.

"If seeing my face would make you feel better, you have my permission to let yourself in and hold my hand as I sleep," you say.

"I don't think that's appropriate—"

"I'm insisting."

"Then I can hardly argue," he says with a quiet laugh. "Let me pour that tea before it gets cold, since you went to the trouble of brewing it."

He releases you and turns his attention to the teapot. Once he finds a clean cup among his things, he wipes out his own and fills them both. He hands you the drink, and steam curls from the brim, bringing with it a grassy, lemony aroma. You relish the tea's flavor as the two of you settle into a comfortable silence.

Without asking, he retakes your free hand and closes his eyes as he drinks. Occasionally, he clutches your hand to make sure you're still there with him. The reassurance brings joy and relief to his face each time.

He breaks the silence, his eyes shining with emotion. "These are the happiest moments for me, when I can spend time with my Lord."

"You can have as much of my time as you want," you say.

"Then stay here with us as long as possible. I know I can't keep you, but . . . when you're not here, I reflect on my inadequacies. No, you don't need to hear about that." He forces a smile.

You set down your tea and grasp his other hand. "We depend on each other, Berrien. You can share things with me."

A delicate flush of pink spreads across his porcelain cheeks. "I can't help but compare myself to the other butlers and wonder if I'm worthy of serving you. I must do more to protect those I love with my own hands."

"This place would fall apart without you. Give yourself more credit."

He takes a deep breath as he weaves his fingers with yours. "I will. Please watch over me."

The moment stretches on longer than you expect, and there's something more than warm gratitude and admiration in his eyes. His hands twitch as his hold on you tightens. It's easy to see he wants more. He's a man like any other, regardless of how many years he's been alive, but as long as there are angels in this world, he will constrain himself to his servant role.

"Always. My affection is yours. Be as greedy as you like, preferably before I get too old."

"My Lord . . . "

You release his hands as you stretch with a yawn. He stammers, beside himself with surprise. The faint blush in his cheeks turns crimson. You stand and pat his shoulder, enjoying his flustered state. You didn't mean to tease him—everything you said was true. If it gave him hope or encouraged him to be bolder, then all the better.

"Back to bed for me," you say.

"Yes, of course." He gets to his feet as he regains his composure.

As you reach the first step, you give him a pointed look.

"Yes, Lord?" he asks.

"Please don't sleep at your desk," you say. "It's bad for your back."

"Of course. I'll put my things away and go to bed myself," he says.

"Good." You grin, then climb the steps. When you reach the top, you call down to him. "I mean it."

The sound of his soothing laugh floats up to you. "Yes, my Lord. I hope you have pleasant dreams."

"You too, Berrien."

You're confident he'll return to dreaming of you.

[fruitymocha]

The Rose

Starring: Ammon as The Garden Keeper, and You as The New Estate Owner

Warnings: tragic death, minor psychological stuff and dubious mental stability, general angst, I DO NOT CONDONE ANYONE’S ACTIONS IN THIS STORY. THIS IS PURELY FICTION AND SHOULD NOT BE EMULATED. DNI IF YOU ARE YOUNGER THAN 16, ARE EASILY FRIGHTENED, OR DO NOT LIKE DARK/YANDERE THEMES.

A/N: Hey, I know this is much later than I’ve done in past years, but I had some burnout issues. Now I’m back and we’re about to see what I can pull off for this short story, even though it’s kinda rushed.

…hopefully it won’t become a novel

But I still would like to acknowledge that my other two Halloween posts have both surpassed 100 likes, and I’m so grateful that people like them so much! I hope this one lives up to the hype, and without further ado…

Round and round we rewind the reel…

Last month, you had received a letter in the mail stating that an estranged relative passed away. And with any direct descendants also dead, that left the inheritance of the estate to you.

It was decrepit and clearly not maintained when you arrived. The house itself looked worse for wear, with rusty gates, dirty windows, and an old shed with wood that looked a bit decayed.

But the courtyard looked to be in order. Grass mowed, topiaries trimmed, and roses growing in perfect condition.

You questioned it, but there was no one to ask about the strange discrepancy between the state of the house and the state of the courtyard. Plus the trip from your old home to the estate was a tiring one, and you no longer had the energy to think too hard about these things.

Maybe someone was halfway through restoration. Sure. Let’s go with that.

You brought your stuff inside, and set up your room. But as you looked out the window, you swore you saw a glimpse of white hair. Then it was gone, and even after you gazed into the courtyard view like a hawk for the next few minutes, the white hair you saw did not reappear.

Maybe the air was doing things to you.

After about a few hours of settling in, you took a walk in the courtyard, admiring the roses that were well cared for. Then you saw the white hair again. You approached the person, and came face to face with a man tending to the roses. His white hair had a reddish pink tint on the ends, and his eyes matched that reddish pink color.

“Who are you?” You asked him

“A pleasure to meet you. My name is Ammon Lead, and I am the gardener here at the estate. What brings you to the property?”

“Well, I’m Y/N and I just moved in here. I’m the new owner of this estate,”

“Forgive me for not figuring it out earlier, Master. It’s been such a long time since anyone new has taken over the estate,”

“Well the old owner died recently, so…”

“Ah yes, a devastating loss indeed. They must’ve been a relative if the estate was passed to you…I’m sorry,”

“You don’t have to apologize. I wasn’t close with them,” you reassured him.

“It’s a loss all the same,”

“…is there a reason for all these roses?”

“Roses are notoriously finicky and difficult to grow. It’s a show of talent for the gardener, gives the estate a more luxurious air, and roses happen to be my favorite,”

Given the fact that his outfit had rose and thorn motifs on them, plus the fact that the courtyard was filled with roses, it wasn’t too hard to figure out.

“Yeah, roses are nice. Definitely fits the aesthetic of this estate,” you agreed.

“I would hope so. I’m the gardener. Have to have an eye for these things,” Ammon chuckled.

If you looked closely, you could see what you assumed to be some kind of tongue piercing. For a staff member of the estate, he sure had a more modern, edgy style.

But you were more than fine with it. You thought he was kinda cute, actually. You couldn’t help but watch him with intrigue as he tended to the roses in the courtyard. Never did you think it would be interesting to watch a gardener tend to flowers, and yet Ammon made it look fascinating.

As the days passed, you continued to come out to the courtyard during the day to talk to Ammon and watch him work. But you never saw him at night. Strange, considering he’s apparently a part of the estate staff. You’d think his living arrangements would be on property or something. But he never made any mention.

One night, you woke up in a cold sweat. So, to get your mind off the dreams and get some fresh air, you decided to leave your quarters with nothing but a flashlight and take a night walk in the courtyard.

Bathed in moonlight, the roses had a strange glow to them. They were red roses, and were striking enough during the day, but despite the silver moonlight glowing across the property, the roses still looked red under the moon.

You could hear soft weeping, and as you turned a corner, you saw him.

Ammon.

Glowing silver under the light of the full moon.

“Ammon…”

“…Y/N…you shouldn’t be out here,”

“…you look like a ghost,”

Ammon looked at his body, nearly sheer under the pale glow of the moon. Ghostly thorns were tangled around his appendages.

“I know,”

“…what happened?”

At first he remained silent. Then eventually he spoke.

“One member of the family…attacked me in a fit of hysteria. I don’t know why, or what caused it. All I know is that I ended up in the thorns, and couldn’t get out…”

“I suppose you hate roses then,”

“No,” Ammon replied. “I still love them. It’s complicated,”

You didn’t know what to make of all this.

This was all so much to bear.

Ammon was a ghost.

He was murdered who knows how long ago.

It was an accidental, frenzied attack.

The roses finished him.

You felt floaty. Distant. Lightheaded.

And before you knew it, you tripped.

Into the rose bushes.

“Y/N!”

In this state, Ammon could barely touch you. If you moved an inch, it would hurt. You were already bleeding from your arms and shoulders.

“Ammon…I’ll be okay,”

That was more a reassurance for yourself, as you tried to somehow get out of the rose bushes.

It hurt. But you painstakingly made it out of there. Though you were still bleeding. Perhaps it was lucky of you that that particular bush had some of its thorns removed. Or at least that’s what it seemed. You couldn’t be sure if it was that or a worse outcome you didn’t even want to entertain.

As you sat on the ground, Ammon hugged you. Or, he tried, anyway. He was all the support you had, even if he was technically dead.

You needed him.

As you stayed in his ghostly embrace for a bit, you gazed at the roses. One redder than all others. As if stained with blood. Perhaps yours. Or his. Or you were losing your mind.

The rose.

The damned rose, taunting you with tainted petals.

You held onto Ammon tighter. You never let go.

Never.

You couldn’t.

~Fin~

[tearfuly]

❒ CERONE/LAVEN

REQUESTS ARE... closed!

any pronouns. 18. multifandom. wasian (thai-american.) infp-t. april 23. taurus. black butler. twst wonderland. blue lock. sanrio boys. tgcf. mdzs. 2ha. kny. naruto shippuden. akuneko/black butler with devil cat. hyponosis mic. music addict. michikatsu tsugikuni, deuce spade, and chris prince lover.

CAUTION: I'll be writing both NSFW and SFW so if you're not comfortable with that, go find other authors to read. I also write about my ocs usually.

WHAT I WILL WRITE: NSFW, SFW, angst, fluff, and maybe headcannons (?). I'll mostly write female readers or gender neutral since that's what I'm most comfortable with.

WHAT I WON'T WRITE: pedophilia, beastiality, necrophilia, r--pe, incest, sa, sexual harrassment, minor x adult, bully x bully's victim, etc. I won't write anything that I'm uncomfortable with or that's messed up.

DNI if you're a weirdo! <3

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NOTE: I don't write if someone's pressuring/forcing me.

[melops-postoffice]

— Suddenly became the love interest, teaser.

— "a breach in the system where everyone is supposed to adore the heroine"

Gender neutral !!

Akuneko manhwa au !!

" I sometimes wonder what would've happened if I was the heroine? But then, as days went by, I can't help but be suffocated by the constant attention surrounding me. I can't help but run away, at times, it feels like someone is watching, I hate it here...

IHATEITHEREIHATEITHEREIHATEITHERE— "

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[popstarqueen]

AKNK In IKEA

(Modern AU feat. 2nd Floor Butlers)

*Mainly Boschi x Aruji since I’m being self-indulgent rn lol. Also in this AU, I’m making it possible for Aruji to bring the butlers into their world and back, so yeah ^^

Our story begins when the second-floor butlers of the Devil’s Palace insisted on accompanying their Master to a furniture store in their world called ‘IKEA’. Their Master wished to look around for furniture and decor to add to their room, and also gifts to get their butlers as a token for all of their work protecting their world from Angels and other dangers.

What the butlers didn’t know was that their Arujisama also had another idea that they wanted to try while there…

-IKEA Parking Lot, Morning-

(The second-floor butlers and I made it to IKEA just after breakfast back at the Manor.)

(Perhaps was also time to share my idea while I tried to find gifts for them here, as we made our way toward the entrance.)

Haures: Hmm? Arujisama? Is something on your mind?

Aruji: Eh?

(My sudden reaction had the other butlers stop and look over in my direction, curiously.)

(Yet Haures leaned closer to me and spoke in a low enough voice, since saying ‘Arujisama’ in such a public place would raise some questions from the people around us. Kind of brings back memories of the ‘Black Tea Party’.)

Boschi: Oi! What are you two whispering about over there?

Fennesz: Now, now Boschi…

Ammon: I mean, if it’s about our Master, I’d like to know too.

Aruji: I want to play hide and seek here!

Boschi: Oh? Hide and seek? In here?

Ammon: Sounds like fun.

Haures: But we’re here to accompany Aruji- *ahem* I mean (Name) while they do their shopping.

Fennessz: Well surely we can do both. After all, I’m curious to try this as well.

Boschi: Why not? No need to be so strict Haures…

Haures: Boschi…

Fennesz: You two…

Ammon: Come on Haures~ We can’t refuse them, can we? Besides, I wanna play with (Name) too.

Haures: *sighs* Of course not… Alright then (Name), we’ll play.

Aruji: It’ll be fun, I promise.

(Once we were inside the building, I pulled out my phone to set a timer for exactly 1 minute, then handed it to them.)

Fennesz: (Name), are you sure about this? What if something happens and we can’t contact you?

Aruji: I’ll be careful. Now let’s start!

(I started the timer and made my getaway, looking for a perfect hiding place.)

-IKEA, Wardrobes & Storage-

-Sometime Later-

(I managed to find a hiding spot inside one of the wardrobes and had to keep as quiet as possible. However, I also was still pondering on gifts for the butlers during my adrenaline rush to find my perfect hiding spot.)

(That’s also not mentioning the thoughts of other people finding me here while the butlers worked themselves into a frenzy while playing this game.)

(Still, I couldn’t help but be proud of my spot-)

Boschi: Found ya (Name)~

(I was caught off guard by Boschi, who casually opened the closet doors with a smug expression.)

Aruji: B-Boschi- How did you even find me?

Boschi: Heh, it was pretty easy actually… I was just walking by when I noticed ya…

(His words and face made me feel a little embarrassed, so I turned my head away all flustered…)

Aruji: …. No fair…

Boschi: Heh… Alright, my turn.

(I looked up at Boschi when-)

*PWOSH*

(I was immediately caught off guard by a shark plushie that Boschi threw at my face. Shaking my head from the sudden action, I took time to look down at the plush shark I held onto. I certainly could admit how adorable it was. Its blue colour even kind of reminded me of Boschi.)

(Wait… Where DID Boschi go?...)

-IKEA, ???-

-Sometime later-

(Holding onto the shark plushie, I searched all over for Boschi, going back and forth between the different sections of the store. I couldn’t even find where Haures, Fennesz and Ammon were. I didn’t have my phone on me since I gave it to them…)

Aruji: Boschi? Boschi?!

(My distress didn’t go unnoticed by the people around me. Is this how the butlers feel when trying to protect me?)

???: Excuse me?

Aruji: Eh?

(I turned around to see an older couple looking at me as they were waiting in line at the restaurant.)

Man: Are you looking for someone?

Aruji: Y-Yes, I am… He’s my…

(Did I dare tell them that Boschi was technically one of my butlers? That might only raise more questions…)

Aruji: … He’s my… partner.

(The older couple looked at each other in contemplation before refocusing on me. Meanwhile, my mind was racing. Why did I say Boschi was my partner?!)

(Though, saying it aloud did give me a lighter feeling in my chest… A sense of pride and security even…)

Woman: I see. Well unfortunately we haven’t seen him around. But we can surely let you know if we see him for you…

Aruji: Thank you…

(I nodded to the couple and carried on my way, but not without glancing at the menu above. It certainly feels like a long time since we got here and I was a bit hungry from my desperate seeking…)

(Surely a small break couldn’t hurt-)

???: ‘Partners’, huh?

(I suddenly felt arms wrapped around me from behind and their breath tickling my ear. But I recognize that voice. I glance up and see…)

Boschi: Hey (Name).

(Boschi, once again looking at me with a smug face. But I could also sense some relief and regret in his eyes, perhaps from thinking he truly lost me…)

Aruji: Boschi…

(I quickly turned around, holding onto Boschi tightly, my face pressed into his chest. Taken by surprise himself, Boschi slowly reciprocated the motion and held me tight.)

Boschi: (Name)... I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you worry for me…

(I shook my head. I never liked making the butlers believe that I was worrying them. They already have a lot to bear.)

Aruji: N-no, it’s okay… I’m just glad that we found each other again.

Boschi: … I’m glad too, my ‘partner’.

(Boschi’s smug expression made me remember what just happened earlier, saying he was my partner so casually, despite our statuses. My face felt hot as I hid it behind my shark plush, unsure of how else to react.)

Boschi: Hmm, you still have that plushie, huh?

(I peeked over the plush to look into Boschi’s eyes, nodding.)

Aruji: He reminds me of you…

Boschi: Hmm…? You think I’m a shark?

(I couldn’t help but smile shyly)

Aruji: I just think that you’re both cute~

Boschi: … Oh?

Aruji: You’re also both blue, see?

(I held up the shark plushie to Boschi, proving my point.)

Aruji: And I can hug both of you too~

(Boschi looked at the shark plushie for a bit, then snatched it from my hands.)

Aruji: H-Huh?

(Confused, I tried to take it back from him, but he held it up above me, just out of reach.)

Boschi: Now you only have one to hug~

(Boschi then took off and I went after him.)

-IKEA, Bedroom Area-

-Sometime later-

(I managed to chase after and keep up with Boschi towards the bedroom area of IKEA. Only to get pinned under him on top of one of the beds.)

(Looking into each other’s eyes, we couldn’t help but laugh. Despite some of the day’s hiccups, it was still a lot of fun playing hide and seek in an IKEA with the butlers. Perhaps next time, we can do this again.)

Boschi: Hmm? Something on your mind (Name)?

Aruji: Just imagining coming back here with you.

Boschi: Oh?

(I nodded as Boschi smiled. I then had an idea, flinging a pillow at Boschi’s head. We ended up having a bit of a pillow fight after that and also made a small pillow fort.)

Boschi: *yawns* This has been a good day…

Aruji: Are you tired Boschi?...

Boschi: Yeah, it’s been a long day. But it’s been a great one with you.

(I smiled, before letting Boschi cuddle closer to me and I stroked his hair as he drifted off. Not too long after, so did I…)

-IKEA, Bedroom Area-

-Evening-

It was now IKEA’s closing time and Haures and Ammon managed to find Boschi and their Master fast asleep and in each other’s embrace within a pillow fort, along with a blue shark plush.

Haures: Here they are… Oi Boschi, get up. We need to go now.

Boschi: Zzz…

Aruji: Zzz…

Ammon: Boschi~ It’s time to go home~

Boschi: Zzz…

Aruji: Zzz…

Haures: *sighs* It’s no use, Ammon. They’re both fast asleep… Come on, give me a hand.

Ammon: Okay~

With some effort, Haures managed to carry Boschi and their Master out of the store while Ammon handled the lil shark plush. Fennesz was in their car waiting for them, watching as Haures and Ammon helped to buckle the sleepy butler and Master in. Ammon even manages to place the shark plush in Aruji’s arms.

The car ride back home was mainly quiet, as the three awake butlers occasionally glanced at their sleeping group members, unconsciously leaning into each other as they rode along.

Even if their Master didn’t manage to find the decor or gifts they wanted to get, as long as they had more fun trips like this, there was always another opportunity to get it done.

THE END

[misakidraconia]

Hai richieste?

Hi dears, I'm Misaki and I decided to write for these fandoms

.❥Akuneko

.❥Twisted Wonderland

.❥Paradox live

.❥Servamp

.❥Hazbin hotel

.❥Mahoyaku

.❥Yumekuro

.❥Tgfc(Heaven official blessing)

For now I could add something else later

If you have any requests please come forward I accept both sfw and nsfw꒰⁠⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠꒱⁠˖⁠♡

I will not write incest, things with milfs or sugar daddies, abuse of any kind However, if you have any fantasies, don't hesitate to ask, in case I could tell you if I feel comfortable or not Both

.❥headcanons and mini stories are fine

Headcanons a maximum of 3-4 characters

I will write mostly with fem readers but if requested I could also do gender

I will try to be as constant as possible as much as the school allows me 😂

Minors should not interact with content +18 I warned you (⁠◕⁠દ⁠◕⁠)

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Advertise me guys 🥰If you like and if you like what I will write

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Please stay..

Characters: Boschi Arenas, GN!Aruji(you)

Note: I thought of writing angst (I'm relapsing-) there's fluff in the end, don't come after me olef-

Scenario: tomorrow is your final day with the butlers, but a certain butler wanted you to stay there with him.

Boschi stayed by your side, the moon's light beamed against your sleeping state, candle lights were lit up inside the room, but the brightest light was from the moon itself, a bright blue hue.

The nightstand nearby, with red roses picked by Ammon. They're still fresh and alive, Boschi gazed down upon your face, moving a strand of hair away. He moved his other hand and patted your head while looking at you, his eyes filled with longing. He wished you would stay longer, but, it's what they say, if you love someone dearly, you'll let them go.

Boschi felt a small shiver down his spine, you'll leave tomorrow, right? He has to spend time with you before you go. He still wanted to show you things and everything you've never seen in this world with him.

He blinked a little, as he looked away, but his hands were still on you. He wanted to feel your presence with him. His hand caresses your cheek softly before a smile formed on his face. He moved both hands before tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

"stay with me, a little longer..aruji-sama.." he muttered under his breath, only he can hear. He wanted to cry, he never thought that he'll lose you tomorrow, at midnight.

The next day.

Boschi watched from a far, you were walking with muu inside the garden. His focus was mainly on you, he wondered if he'll approach you. He pushed his thoughts from last night away. That was, until Muu noticed him. Muu slowly pulled the hem of your sleeve while pointing at Boschi. "Aruji-sama, why is Boschi hiding?" Muu asked, confused. Boschi flinched. He was caught..he sighed before he walked away from the dark to approach you and Muu.

"Ah, Boschi, why were you hiding?" You asked, confused, Boschi on the other hand sighed, his mind was still on from last night. "nothing. Can we have a stroll after this?" He asked. He wanted to show you somewhere secret. He's been hiding this from you for a long time after getting to know you. You're intrigued, It's been a while since you and Boschi have a stroll. You smiled and nodded at Boschi's offer.

Boschi felt his heart beat, you smiled at him. But, it will be the last time you've smiled at him. Boschi nodded and turned around, but behind it all, he wanted to hide his face from you, he didn't want you to see him all flushed like that.

10:45 AM.

You and Boschi were walking down the forest, he looked around, making sure you're not being ambushed by the angels or some wild animals. He moved some branches away, making you walk first before him.

"We're almost there." He said, you were behind him at all costs, then, the sun shined, it was bright and hot, in front of you two, you were greeted by a lake. Surrounded by swans and ducklings, there, a long log in front, there were multiple bushes and it seems that it was a very spacious and peaceful place. "I wanted to show this place to you for a long time. I thought it was time to show you this beautiful place." He said as a smile was on his face. But deep down, he wanted to know how you'd feel about this place that he kept hidden.

"it's beautiful, Boschi," you said as it made Boschi smile even more. He looked at the log, he realized it was a little dirty. He sighed softly before he suddenly took off his jacket and placed it over the log, looking at you, waiting for you to sit down. "I don't want your clothes to get dirty.." he said before he dusted the dirt off of the other side and sat down. You hesitated, but sat down.

You rose your head before you felt Boschi's hand over yours. "I don't want to leave your side, Aruji-sama." He said before he suddenly rested his head against your shoulder. He then realized and immediately pulled away. "M-My apologies, Aruji-sama." He said before you suddenly placed your hand behind his head and made his head rest against your shoulder.

Aruji-sama is making me rest on their shoulder..

Boschi closed his eyes as a male and female swan suddenly came across eachother. It was a sight to see. You hummed softly as Boschi rose his head, looking at you with his eyes, that were filled with longing.

"the lake is beautiful, isn't it?" He asked, as he chuckled softly. You nodded as you felt Boschi's head, rising, he was walking somewhere, but where? "Boschi?" You called out as he turned around and smiled. "I have a surprise." He said he smiled, that smile you've always seen on his face. you trusted him and nodded.

A few minutes later.

You moved a strand of your hair back, until, you felt a pat behind your shoulder. You looked behind you, and realized Boschi was holding a bouquet. "Heh, did I make you wait that long?" He asked before he sat back down next to you before giving you the bouquet. There was a note attached. You held the bouquet and looked confused at the note. You looked at Boschi before asking. "What did you write?" You asked, before he looked at you. "It's a secret. Read it tonight." He said. Before patting your head, your eyes lit up and looked back at the bouquet. You nodded softly before you felt something push behind your ear. A beautiful red rose.

"I'm full of surprises, aren't I?" Boschi smiled. "I got that from Ammon, but, I know it would contrast your appearance." You looked at Boschi and nodded. "T-Thank you..Boschi." you said, a simple thank you from you was already making his heart beat that fast. He looked away, rubbing his neck with his prosthetic arm. "Don't mention it, aruji-sama.." he said, inside, he wanted to hug you. Tightly. A tight hug where he wouldn't let you go.

As time past, you two headed back. Boschi already made sure he dusted his jacket before leaving, but, as soon as he felt the cold wind, he immediately wrapped it over your shoulders.

6:59 pm.

You spent time with the other butlers until the end of the day, but, you've spent time with Boschi longer than the others. You changed into something comfortable as you hear a knock from outside of your door. "Come in." You said as you sat down, drinking the freshly brewed tea made by Berrien. The door opened, it was Boschi. He closed the door behind him before speaking. "I'm not interrupting your alone time, aren't I?" He said before he sat down across you.

He hesitated, wanting to ask something. "Aruji-sama, are you really leaving?" He asked, his voice sounded sad, as he looked down. You placed your tea down. "..I have to." You said before Boschi rested both his hands on the table. You reached out and placed your hand against his. "I want to stay here with you, but sometimes, you have to let someone go." You said. Your voice filled with sorrow before Boschi gulped. "Don't say such things." He said before he lifted your hand and rubbed his thumb against your hand. "..have you read the note?" He asked. You remembered, you shook your head before he sighed.

"I'll read it for you." He said, hesitating. You nodded and stood up to find the bouquet he has gifted you. He looked down, wondering how he'll live without you. His days will be boring without you.

"here." You said, making Boschi stop zoning out. He cleared his throat before speaking.

"Dear Aruji-Sama." He said hesitating.

"today's your last day with us, with me. I've made a lot of memorable memories with you for the past few years and months. But today, I really wanted to make it very special for you. Day after day, I've stayed by your side every night. I wanted you to stay before leaving me."

"stay with me, a little longer. Even if my tears will never stop flowing down my cheeks, I know I can't go without you by my side. I wanted to show you how much I care for you deeply. Through this note, I vow and devote myself to forever be in your life. Even if it means to sacrifice myself just to protect you from any harms."

He lifted his head, but, it made the silence even thicker. Tears we're flowing down your eyes. He quickly wiped the tears away with his hand. He never expected to see you crying because of what he had wrote. "..I'm so sorry.." he said as a tear started to fall down his cheek. "Please, don't cry." He said.

"I never want to leave this place. Even you, Boschi." You said as you tried wiping your tears away, and Boschi cupped your chin. "Please. I never want to see you cry because of me." He said before moving your hair away and wiped your tears.

"but..I'm leaving tonigh-" you got cut off before Boschi shushed you. "..shh." he said. "..I don't want you to be sad. I don't want to see your eyes swelled and red." He said before he stood up and moved to your side before hugging you tightly, his arms, wrapped around your waist as you cried against his shoulder. "Boschi.." you sniffled, he rubbed his prosthetic arm behind your back, trying to comfort and stop you from crying.

"sh..it's okay.." he said in a comforting voice before cupping your cheeks. "..I'll stay by your side tonight." He insisted. You gulped as Boschi patted your head to comfort you. "..let me spend my last day with you, aruji-sama." He said, you nodded before trying to wipe the new tears, he wiped them away before looking at you with a smile.

You fell asleep against Boschi's shoulder, he lifted you bridal style to place you down back onto your bed. He covered your body with the blanket.

"How can I live in this cruel world without you, aruji-sama?"

"why didn't I let my feelings show? When there was time for you to know?"

"why didn't I tell you when I could? That I love you.."

The sun shined bright, Boschi woke up, realizing you were no longer here. His master whom he protected and sacrificed himself for them to be safe at all costs. He found himself, wishing that you were here. You left him last night without a goodbye. Boschi stood up from the chair as he looked around the room, it was filled with your scent, and presence, now, the scent is gone, your presence is no longer to be found.

"I wanted you to stay with me, but you left me here." You were always there by his side, and he was always there when you needed him. You didn't say anything before leaving him in this world. He felt like he was trying to find a way to find you in the other realm, but, his vision grew blurry. "H-huh..?" He said as he ended up fainting against your bed.

"Boschi?"

A voice? Wait, no..that voice sounds familiar. He felt a hand over his forehead, as if checking if he was heating up or not. The hand against his forehead was soft. He couldn't open his eyes fully yet. But, all of a sudden, he held the wrist of the person. He slowly tried to open his eyes, and was greeted by your concerned look.

"huh..? Aruji-sama..?" He said, he looked at you before he quickly hugged you tightly. you're here. His master. Aruji-sama. He buried his face against your shoulder, delving into your scent. It was back. Your scent, your presence near him. You're here.

"aruji-sama..don't leave me.." he muttered as you patted his back while comforting him. "I'm here..don't worry." You said. It felt like Boschi was on the verge of tears.

Boschi was restrained by Haures, because Boschi hugged you tightly, Fennesz even made sure if you were alright. You were concerned and confused why Boschi hugged you tightly. But, he must've had a bad dream..

You were in the dining area, eating your food Lono prepared, but, you felt someone watching over you. You glance behind, only to realize it was Boschi, watching over you like you were going to disappear if he blinks or looks away.

Wherever you go, Boschi is always behind you, watching over you like a cat following it's owner. Even Muu stepped out because Boschi kept following you everywhere. Was the dream that bad? You asked yourself as you felt Boschi hug you from behind before taking a step. "Mhm." He hummed as you stopped walking, letting him hug you.

[sugar-glaze-donut]

I want to give Lono this, hyper-realistic cake and see his reaction

idk just give him something that looks inedible and eat it in front of him.

I bet he'll scream like: "ARUJI-SAMA!11!??!?!?!??11??? YOU CAN'T EAT THAT--... whAT THE FUCK!??????"

Or do those "Which is real or cake?" challenges and watch him miserably fail

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Guess who decided to come back- I am honestly really, really sorry for not uploading. I forgot about akuneko's and tumblr's existence. I don't know how, and plus, a stupid writer block came very heavily on me, and I am just catching up on new events and stories, akuneko and etc. so I am really sorry! Also, I am planning on just changing a bit on my blog, so yeah, but I am back! And I am more than ready to do your guys' request and started on my Switch Akuneko Au storyline and etc!

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Anxious Nights, Part 2 | Berrien Cliane

Short fluff with a hint of smut. 1,344 words.

Gender-neutral body. POV 2nd person, present tense.

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The ring glows as you slide it on, its warmth against your skin familiar and comfortable. As your world fades away, you envision your large, downy bed in your quarters. Moments later, you feel the duvet beneath as you appear in its center. The room glows with the diffused light of several candles, lit in the event you arrive late at night. You sniffle as you find Mu sleeping soundly at the foot of your bed and collapse on the covers with him, tears streaming from your eyes. He wakes with a confused mumble when you hug him tight against your chest.

"Lord, is that you?" he asks.

"Mu."

"What's wrong? Are you crying?" He wriggles in your arms and pats your face with his paws.

"Can you find Berrien?" you ask.

"Of course."

You release the little round black cat, and he looks you over where you lie in bed, your face streaked with tears. He bumps his head against yours with a loud purr, then jumps to the floor. You watch him bat at the door until he gets his paw in the crack and opens it wide enough to sneak through.

"Mu," you say.

"Yes?"

"If he's asleep, tell him to hurry. I don't care what he's wearing," you say. While you're sure Berrien could dress in his entire tailcoat ensemble in record time, you currently don't care about presentation or manners.

"Got it," Mu says before disappearing into the hallway.

You bury your face in the soft blankets and take several deep breaths, struggling to contain your sorrow and clear your mind. You're not sure how many minutes pass, but when your door opens again, you glance up to discover a concerned Berrien in the doorway. Mu must have conveyed the sense of urgency properly because he's only in trousers and a barely tucked-in dress shirt. His pink eyes widen as he hurries to your bed, and you crawl to him as he sits. When you fling yourself into his arms, he holds you close to his chest and runs his hand along your back.

"Lord, what is it?" he asks.

You shake your head as a heavy sob wracks your body. He asks no further questions and rocks you gently as he murmurs consolations. Your tears fade, and you quiet in his hold, soothed by his reassurances. You heave a tired sigh as you grip the fabric of his shirt and tuck your head under his chin.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" he asks.

"This is plenty."

He still smells like sleep, his scent not masked by his usual cologne. Without thinking, you push your face into his neck as you inhale deeply. The hand rubbing your back pauses. You pull away slightly to look up at him, and he meets your gaze, his expression tender. He cups your cheek and presses his mouth against your forehead.

"My Lord, I admit . . . it's difficult to think as a devoted servant should at this moment," he says.

"Then right now, let yourself be Berrien Cliane, the man. Not Berrien Cliane, the butler," you say.

He hesitates as he second-guesses himself, then relents to your permission and settles his lips against yours. Whatever sadness you felt evaporates instantly, and your heart leaps as he kisses you. His lips are delicate and sweet as they brush against yours, and his touch is light and slow. You wind your arms around his neck and close your eyes, savoring the moment you've fantasized about for so long.

He whispers your name and kisses your face, letting his lips trail over your features. You lift your chin, and he buries his face in your neck. You moan, and he clings to you in response as his breathing grows more rapid.

"The way I feel about you . . . I've never felt so strongly for someone before." He sighs his words onto your skin. "Never in my entire life."

His lips find yours, and you can tell he's tempering his desire. You pull his hands free, then fall back onto the bed and stare up at him, your chest rising and falling in excitement. The comfortable shirt you wore to bed rides high and reveals your stomach, distracting him completely. He blinks slowly, his long dark lashes mesmerizing with each sweep. Behind them, his eyes are black pools of anticipation.

"May I demonstrate those feelings for you?" he asks.

"As if you need to ask," you say.

He smiles affectionately as he rests his hand on your stomach, then leans over and locks his lips onto yours once again. He moves his touch to your waist and grips it as you tug his shirt from the tops of his trousers, then slip your hands beneath it once it hangs free. His abs contract as you graze your fingertips across them.

His own hands are less sure as he inches the hem of your shirt upward until he reveals your chest. He breaks the kiss to admire your body, and even in the low light, you can see the scarlet splashed across his face.

"You are beyond beautiful, my Lord." He shakes his head slightly, then calls you by your name instead. He dips his head, and you rumble with pleasure as he explores your nipple with his tongue, teasing its edges until it stands firm. He then draws it into his mouth and savors it while his hands skim your body, leaving a trail of goosebumps as they wander.

You pull at his shirt until he hastily unbuttons it with trembling hands and shakes it free. His slender body is warm with arousal, and when you touch him, he coos in delight. He returns his lips to yours and lowers himself, molding his chest to your own. You feel his heart hammer a reckless rhythm, which excites you more.

You thrust your body against his, groaning. In response, he lets out a small gasp as if having a realization and lifts his weight. When you open your eyes, you find him hovering over you, looking remorseful. You blink several times in confusion.

"What is it, Berrien?" you ask.

"This is reckless," he says.

"I don't mind! Be reckless!" You sit up and line his jaw with kisses.

He laughs, a sound filled with sadness. Knowing he's made up his mind, you fall back onto your elbows. Your face must convey your disappointment because he runs his hand through your hair with a whispered apology.

"This will consume me," he says. "My love for you is boundless--if I do not restrict myself to our most important task and instead allow myself this indulgence, then I'll be lost forever in my desire for you."

"Well . . . when you put it that way, I can't help but be charmed."

"Though, perhaps the Lord will occasionally indulge me in a secret kiss or two."

You grin with a wink, then adjust your clothes until you're presentable. He dons his shirt and stands to properly tuck it in. He then clears his throat as he combs his fingers through his ebony and ivory locks, pushing them into place.

"Some tea, perhaps?"

"That would be nice," you say. "If it takes you a little longer, I don't mind. In case there's something that needs your attention."

He coughs several times with his hand to his mouth and quickly heads for the hall. Before he closes the door behind him, he looks back at you with an embarrassed, guilty smile. "Perhaps that's best. For the both of us."

The door then latches shut, and you're alone. You fall into your pillows, swearing at how things have unfolded, but you've completely forgotten about the anguish that brought you here tonight. Your eyes flutter shut as you recall his scent and the sweet sounds he had made.

As you make yourself comfortable, you hope he takes his time brewing that tea.