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faioula16 · 2 years

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Hi , would like to ask how sebastian will treat his s/o after a long day .. 🙈♥️ fluffy sebastian, thank you in advance

**Made this request for my dear friend cause you deserve to be loved appreciated and well taken care of. Hope this one-shot is to your liking. **

HIS OWN LITTLE DEVIL

"Off" You protested before you let out a deep sight. Your hand supported the back of your waist.

Soon you felt a comforting hand resting upon your shoulder. You looked to your left side to see your friend Finny smiling warmly at you. "Are you okay Y\N-chan? Today we worked really hard but thanks to you, I got praised by Sebastian...for the first time! You sure are my hero!" The gardener congratulated you in a joyful tone.

You smiled back and placed your hand upon his. "Yeah, I am okay Finny thanks. But to tell you the truth I can't wait to go back home and get some rest. My back and legs are killing me"

"Oh, right! Sorry didn't mean to hold you any longer....just-just make sure you eat something before you go to bed, okay? I'll see you tomorrow, goodnight Y\N-chan!" You watched as your friend walked away. Didn't notice the pink color on his cheeks thought, not Sebastian either who watched the whole scene inside from one of the mansion's many windows.

Just the way the gardener touched your shoulder made Sebastian feel a bit annoyed. Demons can be very possessive when it comes to their mates, especially the marked ones.

But Sebastian knew better than to not show any sights of jealousy in front of you or to others. That would hurt his pride and he certainly didn't want that. All he has to do is to focus on his main goal and priority, and this is to make you feel happy and completely satisfied at all times, to let you know that no one in this world can do this in absolute perfection but him.

With your bag on your arm, you turned on your heel and glanced over the big front gate some meters away from where you stood. You had to wait for Sebastian to join you and walk you back home like every night you'd be off your duties as the newest employee Ciel hired for the gardens' care. But that's another story to tell in the future.

Your foot tapped against the rocked ground, it was kind of unusual for your demon to make you wait for that much. After some more minutes passed you decided you could take the chance and get off by yourself after all it was a lovely and hopefully peaceful night.

But as you were about to make one step ahead, a slender yet strong pair of arms wrapped around your waist. "Why...where you think you're going my kitten?" He whispered smoothly to your ear, Before you even had the chance to give an answer Sebastian simply scooped you off the ground, holding you in bridal style and your bag somewhat was now hanging on his back.

"Uhh...can you please put me down Sebastian, you know well I can walk by myself"

"My love, you must be exhaustive. And as your lover and therefore I must make sure you get the necessary amount of rest and relaxation after such a long day" The devil spoke softly while making his way back into the mansion.

Your head rested against his chest, you wanted to protest and tell him you weren't that tired...but that would be a lie.

"First of all, I'll give you a bath. We must clean you up and put you in fresh night clothes" He gave your forehead a sweet kiss before he entered a bathroom.

Before you knew it, your clothes had been removed, and let out a sigh full of relief once the warmth of steaming water with soap bubbles embraced your naked body. You felt his hands guiding your head back in a gentle manner until it was resting comfortably against a small shink to wash your hair more easily.

"Relax now, I will take care of you...like always" Sebastian whispered softly, his long slender fingers rubbing every inch of your head in small cycles was more than enough to make you feel kind of sleepy.

Halft-lidden eyes were staring down at you in a loving manner. His body lowed to leave a sweet kiss upon your cheek.

"Please don't do this now, you know it makes me feel sleepy" You murmured under your breath causing the demon to let out an amused chuckle.

"You're right my dearest, we should leave these activities for your bedtime. Ahh, but sometimes I simply can't resist. You look too much adorable after all. So cute and defenseless to my touch, just like the little kitten you are~" He spoke with a hint of mocking in the tone of his voice.

You tensed a bit when his hands made contact with your shoulders, arms and some more private areas but relaxed afterward since you got used to it for so long.

"My my, you're awfully tense today" Sebastian let out a sigh. "I am not surprised though, you worked very hard. Honestly, I couldn't be any more proud of you, with those idiots causing me so much trouble every single day....you're a miracle, a blessing that came in my very long existence and I will never ever let you go" Another kiss was placed to your forehead before you were scooped up once again in Sebastian's arms.

With your body and hair already wrapped in fresh white fluffy towels.

He dried and treated your hair, then he helped you dress up for the night in a pair of pretty cute night clothes with cat sketches, and then, In a matter of seconds, Sebastian made his way into his chamber and kicked the door closed with his foot, You watched in awe while looking around the room.

He redecorated his new room just in case you'd have to spend the night with him. “So that's why it took you so long to join me in the garden lately"

"Yes, I had to do some changes in order to make you feel more comfortable. It's the first night you stay to my place, it was the least I could do otherwise...."

"What kind of lover would I be?" Your voices said together only that you were teasing him and let out a giggle. Sebastian's smirk grew to your playful mimicking and walked over to his bed where he tucked you under the warm soft matters.

"Now stay here, my little devil, I'll be back in a moment" He gave your lips a peck and made his way towards the door.

"Little devil?" You questioned in slight confusion. He never has called you like this before.

He glanced over his shoulder to your laying figure. "I believe this new nickname will suit you quite well compare to your personality" Sebastian explained and chuckled softly before he left the room and closed the door. Sudden silence filled the room and just then you realized that it was raining outside.

So that's why Sebastian wanted you to stay with him today....or you thought so.

Just then the door cracked open and your Sebastian came in while pushing a wheeled table with a bunch of covered plates on it. "Tonight's menu we have Italian soup accompanied with stuff vegetables and greek salad. And for desert a mix of vanilla and chocolate sponge cake" Your gaze stared at the food as Sebastian took the bowl of soup into his hand and brought a spoon close to your lips. "Come on kitten, say ahh..."

You hesitated but once you stared to his eyes you just couldn't say no to him. "Is it good?" He saw you just nodding, too busy to actually talk to him when your mouth was so busy eating the one delisious spoon after the other. A genuine smile crossed the demon's lips continued feeding you from each plate and leaving the desert for the last part.

Once your stomach was finally full Sebastian pulled you in an embrace and patted your back gently, causing you to let out a cute little burp and him an amused laugh. He left the wheeled table with leftovers aside. With one knee, on the bed, he pulled off his tail coat, vest, tie, gloves, and shoes. "Time for some affection and then it's bedtime, alright darling?" Your demon climbed on the bed with his body hovering upon yours.

His arms snaked under the back of your head like an extra pillow....your favorite pillow to be exact that he was so willing and happy to provide you with. The light of the candles around the room made your and his eyes shine brighter or maybe it was the strong bond and love you share together. You closed your eyes and smiled in bliss while his hand was caressing your face.

You smiled, even more, when he started leaving his popular smooches all over your face and neck. You both chuckled and embraced each other impossibly close, even closer than before (if that was possible).

The side of his face resting against yours with his breath sending soft warm waves to your ear. Then he began to sing his lullaby: https: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ghk1RFr51xo

By the morning your eyes cracked open and saw Sebastian smiling down at you as his fingers traced over your cheek. "Good morning, my little devil"

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callmewisteria · 1 year

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Black Butler Headcanons I Came Up With At 3:30AM

i’ve been working on papers for university, and Black Butler has inspired me a lot lately. so, this is the product of my writing/working on a great amount of Black Butler fanfiction alongside my Fairy Tail and Once Upon A Time fanfictions.

Grelle was born to a wealthy family in her human life, and enjoyed the theatre, and specifically the opera, so much that she joined an opera company. However, she could never get any of the more lead female roles she wanted as she was only ever recognised as a man due to being born male. When she was cast as Romeo in an operatic production of Romeo And Juliet, she actually committed suicide on the last night of the production. This is how she became a reaper.

Ciel enjoys watching butterflys, and had wanted to have a butterfly green house when he was a little kid. His parents, Rachel and Vincent, had planned to have this done for his thirteenth birthday, but they died before this could be achieved.

Undertaker begged Sebastian to tell him jokes every day for two years after the first time he did when he, Ciel, Madame Red, and Grelle came to ask him about the Jack The Ripper murders.

Sebastian enjoys getting his hair professionally done. When Ciel allows him free time, one of the things he likes to do is find a stylist to do his hair. This is because he enjoys the scalp massages, as well as the fact that he can get it done whenever he likes, since he can regrow his hair whenever he wants to.

Ciel learnt to oil paint before the death of his parents. Rachel had begun to teach him when he was around three years old. He enjoyed it so much that he became incredibly good at it, though he did not do it after the death of his parents, because he could only think of them when he tried. He ended up snapping his brushes, and had the few of his paintings that survived be hidden after his parents died because he could not bear to look at them anymore.

Shortly before her death, Rachel found some of the written but never sent love letters her sister, Angelina, had for Vincent. Ann was out of town for a few days to visit a patient in the country, and had asked Rachel and Vincent to look over her home. Ciel was with them, but had gone to sleep because it was late. When she had asked Vincent if he had known her sister was in love with him, he said yes, and showed her one of Ann’s letters to him, which had ended with “you consume my waking days, and I will always be happy so long as you are in my life.”

When Ann found out she had miscarried after the carriage accident that killed her husband and nearly killed her, she had been six months pregnant, and demanded to see her dead baby. She broke down upon finally being permitted to, learning she had been pregnant with twin girls. She buried them with their father, and only allowed Rachel and Vincent to attend the funeral.

Grelle had been a knife enthusiast when she was a child, and had been almost giddy when she had learnt she would have a death scythe as a reaper. She just about fainted from excitement when she learnt she was allowed to customise it however she wanted. Her first design was for it to have whirring knives everywhere, but one of them flew off and hit another reaper in the face. She decided on the chainsaw design after being told she could not include knives on her death scythe.

Ciel found out he was allergic to cats after he tried to carry one home to the manor. All was well until the cat got spooked and scratched him up in the face. Angelina, who was visiting at the time, had to help fix him up, amongst the chaos of the frantic Rachel and Vincent.

Grelle had never been able to fall in love until she met Ann. Her biggest fear had been that Ann would reject her once she learnt that Grelle had been born male. However, Ann was the first person to accept Grelle as a woman, and her (secret) girlfriend. Even though Grelle killed her, because they both confessed their love for each other as she died, the last thing she remembered was being with her love. Grelle struggled to feel such passionate and unwavering love afterwards, wondering if something were wrong with her.

Ann and Grelle both knew that, if caught, there was a chance Ann would be handed over to the authorities, and subsequently executed for their crimes. When Ann couldn’t bring herself to kill Ciel, it was an act of suicide, and so, when Grelle lashed out and killed her, Ann committed suicide. She wandered aimlessly and frightened for years as a reaper, discombobulated, and frightened by whatever awaited her on the outside whenever she had to reap. After several years, however, she and Grelle were reunited by chance, and were able to rekindle their romance.

Sebastian’s distaste for Grelle stemmed not only for her being a reaper and the crimes she committed with Ann, but from her overly theatrical personality. He was not shocked, but disappointed, when he eventually learnt that Grelle had been a part of the opera in her human life.

Ciel despises all holidays, and becomes infuriated when anyone, even the queen, brings them up in his presence.

Sebastian once fell through the ceiling after an accident with the other servants of the Phantomhive manor. Ciel laughed, not particularly annoyed by the disturbance because of how absolutely ridiculous Sebastian looked in the process of getting back up while the other servants panicked.

Ciel had a replica of his favourite childhood toy made after his return to the manor. While secretive about it, he holds it tightly to his chest every night when he goes to sleep. For Ciel’s sake, Sebastian pretends to be completely unaware of this.

Sebastian has a very low tolerance for spice, and gets annoyed whenever it becomes apparent to anyone else. Ciel is greatly amused by this.

Grelle secretly attended Ann’s funeral, and, in a moment where she was able to be alone with her, laid in her coffin with her. She hugged her, and took a short nap beside her one last time. When she woke up upon hearing people coming, she kissed Ann one last time before disappearing to, distractedly, carry out her work for the day as a reaper.

William made the mistake of trying to bribe Grelle by temporarily stealing the coat she took from Ann after killing her. Grelle went absolutely berserk, and William never brought up the subject of what happened that night, or Grelle’s obsession with the coat again.

Grelle took Ann’s coat because she could not bear to go through her life as a reaper without something of the woman who taught her how to love fully, and fearlessly.

Vincent always enjoyed doing his wife’s hair, and Rachel indulged him though he was not particularly good at it. He knew it, but kept doing it anyways when he realised it always made Ciel smile and laugh.

After becoming a reaper, Grelle taught herself all of the instruments she wished she could have learnt while in her human life, including the violin, guitar, piano, and harp. Though few people knew about it, one of Ann’s favourite things was watching and listening to Grelle sing and play her instruments.

Ciel had always loved poetry from the day he learnt to read when he was around three years old. After the death of his parents, he grew quite attached to the work of Edgar Allan Poe, and always carries a copy of his three favourite poems in his pockets.

Sebastian secretly keeps a small army of cats in the basement of the Phantomhive manor, sneaking off to play with and care for them every chance he gets. Ciel is completely unaware of this because of how meticulous Sebastian is about hiding it.

Rachel once punched a man in the streets before hitting him with her parasol for attempting to kidnap Ciel for ransom when he was about seven. No one in London ever tried to mess with her again.

Rachel had longed to be a ballerina as a child, and, though she was never able to perform as part of a company, Vincent learnt to dance Swan Lake with her, and they would do it themselves every so often when they were alone because he adored how happy it made her.

Grelle likes throwing axes. Not at people, just trees and inanimate objects. All of the other reapers find this particular hobby of hers to be rather bizarre, but don’t question it out of the slight fear that she will start throwing axes randomly at them, seemingly out of nowhere.

Grelle takes halloween almost too seriously. Ciel is quickly exasperated by it, and Sebastian often finds it to be somewhat frightening.

Undertaker once brought a coffin to the Phantomhive Manor with Grelle inside as a prank. Grelle nearly scared the living daylights out of Ciel and Sebastian, and informed Sebastian that it was his ride to the next world, and it had a hole in the bottom if he weren't quite ready to go. Sebastian then told Grelle he was grateful that he would never see her in hell.

Undertaker is obsessed with drinking copious amounts of lemonade. No one knows why, and everyone is too afraid to ask.

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moneyisthebestlawyerinh3ll · 7 months

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Nothing beats drawing my son after a hard days work 😮‍💨😮‍💨

#rip Sebastians car #black butler #kuroshitsuji #kuroshitsuji fandom #black butler finny #black butler sebastian #kuroshitsuji finny #black butler fanart #Dadbastian #mombastian

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seekers-who-are-lovers · 2 years

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Sebastian Michaelis: Hold it right there! (Shouting at the boys upon seeing they were tossing his young Master up in the air) (Volume 17)

See these panels above? Perusing Twitter, which is a bad idea as it is infested with stan following, one account highlighted the third panel as a favourite. The poster admonished that it should not be taken as Sebaciel by the way. Therefore, they, in the end, made a series of posts pinned why Yana Toboso is mot intending to go that route.

I would say I miss the days when Kuroshitsuji readers/viewers tried to make an intelligible essay/academically critiquing the manga/anime instead of outrightly cancelling Yana Toboso and applying the death of the author while she’s still alive and creating more, but I was not a part of that fandom in the early 2010s.

“Whereas the main characters’ relationship is not explicitly sexual, it is suggestively so, with the narrative providing numerous ‘eroticizable’ scenarios between Sebastian and Ciel (bath scenes, dressing scenes, cross-dressing scenes, rescues, dancing lessons, etc.). Kuroshitsuji, therefore, can be understood in the context of boys’ love manga—that is, manga that focuses on male-male romantic and erotic relationships.

“The paradox is what makes the scene work affectively. The reader needs to value the child’s innocence and to want the demon to be the champion who protects that innocence, yet we are no time allowed to forget that those are not the terms of their relationship.

“… yet, again, much of the appeal to the reader is presented in the demon’s loyal, solicitous protection of his helpless charge. Just as the wordplay of text layers ‘dog’ with ‘humble servant’ and ‘knight’ in describing the demon’s relationship to the child, so the narrative consistently demands that we acknowledge our contradictory affective investments.” ( x )

(Volume 1)

Instead I am relegated to readers of today—both under the age of 18 or who have read it when they were 14 or younger and now scandalised that they still like Kuroshitsuji—complaining how “problematic” Kuroshitsuji is because of its dark themes. Condemning Yana Toboso, accusing her of pedophilia, homophobia, and racism. Whereas shipping the main fictional characters has become political. When in the first place, 14-year-olds aren’t supposed to read nor watch it.

Every time I read a fandom discourse re a piece of media or fan creation that is deemed “problematic,” I just remember Salman Rushdie’s words:

I can walk into a bookshop and point out a number of books that I find very unattractive in what they say. But it doesn't occur to me to burn the bookshop down. If you don't like a book, read another book. If you start reading a book and you decide you don't like it, nobody is telling you to finish it.

Antis must keep his words in mind because It applies to both the media and fan creations as well. Don’t like, don’t read.

There’s a fine line between religious fundamentalism/political ideology that destroys people. A fanatic attempted to kill Rushdie for decades. And recently, one of them almost succeeded. Antis that preach moral high ground recommend fan fic writers, artists and their followers to kill themselves are hypocritical and nonsensical to be honest.

#kuroshitsuji #black butler #sebastian michaelis #yana toboso #ciel phantomhive #sebastian et ciel #kuroshitsuji fandom #fandom discourse #some of the antis’ reasonings reek of hypocrisy

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pat-the-trasho-artist · 6 months

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A black hole that swallows the brightest of stars

Sebastian michaelis fanart

#black butler #kuroshitsuji #alt art #fan art #sebastian michaelis #kuroshitsuji sebastian #kuroshitsuji fandom #kuroshitsuji fanart #sebastian kuroshitsuji

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dianashiori · 26 days

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¿Qué haría Sebastian Michaelis si su pareja tuviera depresión? / What would Sebastian Michaelis do if his partner had depression?

PRECAUCIÓN: El contenido mostrado a continuación no es apto para personas con susceptibilidad a temas de salud mental. Si llegas a sospechar que padeces de problemas de salud mental, considera acudir a un especialista en salud mental para obtener una mejor orientación. / CAUTION: The content shown below is not suitable for people with sensitivities to mental health issues. If you suspect that you have mental health problems, consider seeing a mental health specialist for better guidance.

PRECAUCIÓN 2: Se hace mención acerca de actos sexuales, acoso, comentarios hirientes y autolesion. Contenido no apto para menores de edad o personas susceptibles al contenido. / CAUTION 2: Mention is made about sexual acts, harassment, hurtful comments and self-harm. Content not suitable for minors or people susceptible to the content.

Versión Español:

No es que Sebastian no se haya dado cuenta de que su amada era diferente al resto de humanos, aunque a la vez muy similar. Ha visto esa clase de padecimientos en muchos humanos, ha visto como poco a poco se rompen y hacen añicos a si mismos, como pierden el sentido de la vida y la capacidad de sentir placer se va disminuyendo al punto de llegar a sentirse anestesiados.

Pero cuando su humana especial comenzó a convivir con él, más de cerca, fue evidente que algo no iba del todo bien.

Siempre notaba tu perdida de apetito, bastante recurrente, también comenzó a sospechar que su constante ausencia de su hogar daba oportunidad a qué intencionalmente omitieras alimentarte. En un principio pensó que era una protesta por dejarte sola mientras él iba a trabajar de mayordomo con su amo todo el día, pero después comenzaste a dejar comida en tu plato y a veces manifestabas no tener hambre.

Comenzó a intentar alimentarte, lo intentaba con dulzura y paciencia, era un demonio, su paciencia y determinación eran superiores a las de los humanos. Pero sabía que intentar forzarte a comer sería muy agresivo para ti, por lo que tuvo que valerse de estrategias para hacerte probar bocado. No logro hacerte acabar la comida pero si hacerte comer más de la mitad.

También se dio cuenta de tu insomnio, no importa que tan quieta te quedarás o cuánto tiempo tuvieras los ojos cerrados, tu respiración y latidos no eran iguales estando despierta y dormida, por lo que supo enseguida que fingias dormir. Optó por preparar leche caliente, masajes, incluso provocarte orgasmos con sus dedos, boca y miembro, pero no había mucha mejoría, a excepción de unas noches donde lograbas dormir unas cuantas horas.

Él no necesita dormir y por unas noches pensó que era una excusa tuya para pasar más tiempo con él y que en la mañana cuando se fuera, tu dormirias, pero al notar tus ojeras crecientes y que estabas mucho más distraída y torpe que de costumbre, se dio cuenta que te habías pasado todo el día despierta.

Cuando se trataba de tu higiene, para él era más sencillo ayudarte, ya que desde que viven juntos, hicieron costumbre ducharse juntos, por lo que, aunque tú no tuvieras voluntad de ducharte, él era quien se encargaba. Al salir cepillaba tu cabello y aprovechaba para contarte cosas sobre su trabajo, como los casos que la reina encomendaba a su amo, las travesuras de los sirvientes o incluso los chistes e historias de Undertaker, pensó que si te decía esas cosas entonces tu también le dirías cosas de tu día a día otra vez.

Hubo ocasiones en las que tenías que salir de casa sola, en las cuales tratabas de esforzarte mucho por superar tu condición y hacer vida normal por unas horas, pero regresabas peor de lo que saliste, por ejemplo, un día tus mejillas estaban lastimadas por qué tus padres te habían abofeteado por decir que no pensabas volver a casa porque ya habías formado un hogar con tu novio mayordomo, tu vestido había sido rasgado a tirones por tus ex "amistades" debido a una discusión sobre rumores que escucharon sobre ti y tu extraño comportamiento "hermitaño".

Sin mencionar que las personas en el mercado hablaban muy cruelmente de ti: "Mira ese cabello tan opaco, se ve como una anciana", "Ese cuerpo tan delgado y frágil, como puede un hombre meter su miembro dentro de ese saco de huesos", "Tiene una mirada tan horrible, parece como si estuviera muerta".

Sebastian al llegar y observarte en tal estado, y verte inmóvil y completamente silenciosa, supo enseguida que el mundo no estaba dispuesto a cooperar para que tuvieras un momento de tranquilidad. Ya se encargaría en secreto de vengarse monstruosamente por lo que te habían hecho, pero esos días en que regresabas de una mala salida, eran los señalados para consentirte e intentar levantarte el poco ánimo que te quedaba del día.

Y hablando del sexo, ciertamente disminuyó, pero no fue porque Sebastian ya no quisiera tenerte tan seguido, sino que eras tú quién no tenía ánimos ni libido para desear llevar a cabo el coito. Sebastian aceptó esto, no siempre te negabas, había ocasiones donde aceptabas gustosa que él te poseyera, pero comparado al inicio de su vida juntos, esto había disminuido. Aunque cada vez que lograban llevar a cabo el acto sexual, Sebastian trataba de priorizar tu placer antes que el suyo y se aseguraba de que en todo momento estuvieras de acuerdo para continuar.

Esta condición no era algo común en la época, por lo que Sebastian desconocía muchas cosas acerca de los cuidados adecuados para ayudarte, por lo que a veces cuando volvía del trabajo podía percibir un ligero olor a sangre que provenía de tu boca. Al examinarte de cerca, observo que tenías pequeñas heridas en tus labios, y no solo eso, también tus rodillas y pies tenían moretones, como si hubieras pateado algo y te hubieras dejado caer. Esto no lo esperaba, sabía que algunos humanos lo hacían, pero jamás pensó que tú condición te arrastraría a esas acciones.

Cuando te encontraba con esas autolesiones, se encargaba de ponerte bálsamos en tus labios y en los moretones para que sanarán mejor y llevarte a la cama con él para besarte y darte todo el amor que necesitabas. Pero en momentos como esos, Sebastian reconocía que tus heridas eran solo un reflejo de un dolor aún más profundo, que sin duda costaría mucho tiempo sanar.

Esta clase de cosas solían suceder en temporadas muy cortas, podías estar bajo esa condición por uno o dos meses y poco a poco volverías a la normalidad. Había sus recaídas y a veces duraban más tiempo que la anterior o más corto, y sin medicamento eficaz en esa época, era complicado prevenir volver a ese abismo en el que te atrapabas. Pero eso no suponía una molestia para Sebastian, después de todo, eras su humana especial, era adicto a ti, eras su droga, así que si un día necesitabas de él para salir de esa pesadilla, con gusto acudiría a tu ayuda.

A veces Ciel notaba que su mayordomo estaba más relajado, desconociendo por completo que su mayordomo estaba ayudando a su pareja a pasar por un infierno personal, pero en esas épocas donde su demonio estaba apacible, le sugería, casi ordenándole, que trajera a su pareja a pasar la tarde en la mansión. Sebastian no lo consideraba como una buena idea, pero dado tu historial de malas experiencias con el mundo exterior, pensó que ayudarte a salir con personas más conscientes y menos críticas ayudaría a tu mejoría o aplazamiento de tus crisis depresivas.

Tal como Sebastian lo supuso, Ciel y el resto de sirvientes te hicieron sentir con tanta naturalidad que por un momento te sentiste mucho mejor que en días anteriores. El día avanzo con tanta calma y alegría que al final del día volviste a casa en los brazos de Sebastian. Se ducharon juntos y por último fueron a la cama, donde tuvieron una pequeña charla antes de que te quedarás dormida.

S: Hoy tuve doble recompensa.

(T/n): ¿A sí?

S: Si, porque mi amo estuvo de buen humor por tu presencia, así que no hubo reclamos por su parte, y mejor aún, tú estabas ahí conmigo y los demás sirvientes, y pude ver una de tus sonrisas espontáneas que hace semanas que no veía.

(T/n): Lamento haber sido una carga estos meses.

S: No fuiste una carga, no es tu culpa sentir que tú mundo se viene abajo y que nada tiene sentido, soy tu novio, y voy a estar para ti cuando me necesites.

(T/n): No quiero que digas eso, porque después puedes arrepentirte y abandonarme.

S: Jajaja, estoy loco por ti, todo aquello que involucré cuidar de ti para mí es un placer, no importa si los humanos se cansan y se arrepienten, yo no lo haré.

(T/n): Te amo.

S: Yo también te amo.

(T/n): No se escucha sincero si lo dices sujetando mis glúteos.

S: Jajaja, es mi forma de decirte que he estado impaciente por tocarte, desde que te vi pasear de un lado a otro por la mansión, tan curiosa y obediente de lo que otros decían.

Sin duda, esta noche eran de esas veces donde Sebastian y tú podían disfrutar de la calma después de la tormenta.

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It's not that Sebastian didn't realize that his beloved was different from other humans, although at the same time very similar. He has seen this kind of suffering in many humans, he has seen how little by little they break and shatter themselves, how they lose the meaning of life and the ability to feel pleasure diminishes to the point of feeling anesthetized.

But when his special human began to live with him more closely, it was evident that something was not quite right.

He always noticed your loss of appetite, quite recurrent, and he also began to suspect that your constant absence from your home gave you the opportunity to intentionally omit feeding. At first he thought it was a protest for leaving you alone while he went to work as a butler with his master all day, but then you started leaving food on your plate and sometimes you said you weren't hungry.

He began to try to feed you, he tried with gentleness and patience, he was a demon, his patience and determination were superior to those of humans. But he knew that trying to force you to eat would be very aggressive for you, so he had to use strategies to make you try a bite. I can't make you finish the food but I can make you eat more than half.

He also noticed your insomnia, no matter how still you stayed or how long you had your eyes closed, your breathing and heartbeat were not the same when you were awake and asleep, so he knew right away that you were pretending to sleep. She chose to prepare hot milk, massages, even make you orgasm with her fingers, mouth and member, but there wasn't much improvement, except for a few nights where you managed to sleep for a few hours.

He doesn't need to sleep and for a few nights he thought it was an excuse for you to spend more time with him and that in the morning when he left, you would sleep, but when he noticed your growing dark circles and that you were much more distracted and clumsy than usual, He realized that you had been awake all day.

When it came to your hygiene, it was easier for him to help you, since since you lived together, you made it a habit to shower together, so, even if you were not willing to shower, he was the one who took care of it. When he left, he brushed your hair and took the opportunity to tell you things about his work, such as the cases that the queen entrusted to her master, the pranks of the servants or even Undertaker's jokes and stories. He thought that if he told you those things then you would also tell him. you would say things about your everyday life again.

There were times when you had to leave the house alone, when you tried hard to overcome your condition and lead a normal life for a few hours, but you came back worse than you left, for example, one day your cheeks were hurt because why? your parents had slapped you for saying you weren't planning on coming home because you had already made a home with your butler boyfriend, your dress had been torn by your former "friends" due to an argument over rumors they heard about you and your stranger. "hermit" behavior.

Not to mention that the people in the market spoke very cruelly about you: "Look at that dull hair, she looks like an old woman", "That body is so thin and fragile, how can a man fit his member inside that bag of bones" , "She has such a horrible look, she looks like she's dead."

Sebastian, upon arriving and observing you in such a state, and seeing you motionless and completely silent, knew immediately that the world was not willing to cooperate so that you could have a moment of peace. He would secretly take charge of taking monstrous revenge for what they had done to you, but those days when you returned from a bad outing were the ones designated to pamper you and try to lift the little spirit you had left of the day.

And speaking of sex, it certainly decreased, but it wasn't because Sebastian no longer wanted to have you so often, but rather it was you who didn't have the courage or libido to want to have intercourse. Sebastian accepted this, you didn't always refuse, there were times where you gladly accepted him possessing you, but compared to the beginning of your life together, this had diminished. Although every time they managed to carry out the sexual act, Sebastian tried to prioritize your pleasure before his and made sure that at all times you agreed to continue.

This condition was not common at the time, so Sebastian did not know many things about proper care to help you, so sometimes when he returned from work he could smell a slight smell of blood coming from your mouth. Upon examining you closely, I noticed that you had small wounds on your lips, and not only that, your knees and feet also had bruises, as if you had kicked something and dropped. He didn't expect this, he knew that some humans did it, but he never thought that your condition would drag you to those actions.

When he found you with those self-harms, he was in charge of putting balm on your lips and on the bruises so that they would heal better and taking you to bed with him to kiss you and give you all the love you needed. But in moments like these, Sebastian recognized that your wounds were only a reflection of an even deeper pain, which would undoubtedly take a long time to heal.

These kinds of things used to happen in very short periods, you could be under that condition for a month or two and little by little you would return to normal. There were relapses and sometimes they lasted longer than the previous one or shorter, and without effective medication at that time, it was difficult to prevent returning to that abyss in which you trapped yourself. But that was not a bother to Sebastian, after all, you were his special human, he was addicted to you, you were his drug, so if one day you needed him to get out of that nightmare, he would gladly come to your help.

Sometimes Ciel noticed that his butler was more relaxed, completely unaware that his butler was helping his partner go through a personal hell, but in those times when his demon was peaceful, he would suggest, almost ordering him, that he bring his partner. to spend the afternoon at the mansion. Sebastian didn't consider it a good idea, but given your history of bad experiences with the outside world, he thought that helping you hang out with more aware and less critical people would help you improve or postpone your depressive attacks.

Just as Sebastian assumed, Ciel and the rest of the servants made you feel so natural that for a moment you felt much better than in previous days. The day progressed with such calm and joy that at the end of the day you returned home in Sebastian's arms. They showered together and finally went to bed, where they had a little chat before you fell asleep.

S: Today I had double reward.

(Y/n): Yes?

S: Yes, because my master was in a good mood because of your presence, so there were no complaints on his part, and better yet, you were there with me and the other servants, and I could see one of your spontaneous smiles that I haven't seen in weeks. saw.

(Y/n): I'm sorry for being a burden these months.

S: You were not a burden, it is not your fault to feel that your world is collapsing and that nothing makes sense, I am your boyfriend, and I will be there for you when you need me.

(Y/n): I don't want you to say that, because later you may regret it and abandon me.

S: Hahaha, I'm crazy about you, everything that involved taking care of you is a pleasure to me, it doesn't matter if humans get tired and regret it, I won't do it.

(Y/n): I love you.

S: I love you too.

(Y/n): It doesn't sound sincere if you say it while holding my buttocks.

S: Hahaha, it's my way of telling you that I've been eager to touch you, ever since I saw you walking around the mansion, so curious and obedient to what others said.

Without a doubt, tonight was one of those times where Sebastian and you could enjoy the calm after the storm.

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