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hunn1e-bunn1e · 8 months

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Sebastian & Co. - Riddle Rosehearts (Twst) Reader

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I changed it up a bit Anon, and made you Ciel's long lost cousin twice removed and a lord instead of an earl, pre overblot riddle, beheading is literal. But your butler is still Trey and your staff is still the rest of the Heartslabyul cast like we discussed before. Sorry for not posting at an earlier time, my seasonal allergies turned into a very bad cold.

Warnings -> Passing mentions of decapitation

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🐈‍⬛ Sebastian's first impression of you was... not great. When he opened the front door to let you inside, you were in the midst of shouting at your butler about following rules and then you turned to him and said "It's about time!" So you were another cheeky brat like his master, it seems. The demon didn't mind you all that much though, he was used to dealing with children already.

🐈‍⬛ He was a bit shocked that you were Ciel's distant cousin, but then again your soul was just slightly similar to that of his master. While you and his young master conversed about your childhoods, Sebastian listened in from where he stood off to the side. All he could really offer your situation sympathy-wise was a short muttered "Oh."

🐈‍⬛ Upon your arrival you had brought a few members of your staff with you, which Sebastian thought of as strange since you came here to see his young master only. But he figured that you must have wanted to introduce them to your cousin. Or... to give them an example of how to do their jobs properly, from what the demon butler saw, they were just as incompetent as the Phantomhive Manor's own staff. Ugh. Such misfortune.

🐈‍⬛ Sebastian did however meet your own butler who went by the name of Trey Clover. He was quite impressed with his performance considering he was a human. Though later in the visit you had sent Trey to assist him with dessert, something about "Trey go make me a tart.". And dear me did Sebastian find out your butler can make a good ass tart.

🎩 Ciel was quite shocked to find that he had any family left after Madam Red's unfortunate passing. You looked a bit similar to his aunt as well, but you quickly clarified that you were his distant cousin twice removed. The young earl was definitely taken aback at your intense dedication to the rules your mother raised you with. Ciel was even more shocked that you hold your staff to the same rules and behead those who disobey.

🎩 Truth be told he finds you quite childish and audacious, such rules are utterly ridiculous, and he tells you so. Fortunately, you can't bring yourself to behead Ciel and the two of you delve into a long talk about your differing childhoods. He learned of your mother and what she put you through, but he can't help but be envious that you still have your parent, even if they aren't the best. Ciel doesn't tell you that though.

🧹 Poor Meyrin is terrified of you! She was moving a stack of expensive china plates from the storage room to the kitchen and as she walked through the tea room, past you and the young master, she tripped! The plates sailed to the ground and broke on impact. As Meyrin turned to apologize, she was met with a very angry you, shouting about how she should be beheaded for her mistake.

🧹 Thankfully one of your staff, Ace, made up some excuse that calmed you down and helped her up. Meyrin instantly fell in love, he was such a 'kind gentleman'. How he looked in her eyes with that boyish smirk and said, "Let's get outta here.", she couldn't hold herself together and sprinted out of the room in embarrassment.

🧯 Baldroy is peak annoyed with you, he already has the young master, he doesn't need another spoiled child to deal with. He was 'cooking' in the kitchen, right, trying to make something for the esteemed guest. So he did the usual, light a stick of dynamite and toss it in the oven, right? Then the oven exploded and Baldroy could hear your shouting all the way from the game room.

🧯 You ended up sending in one of your staff to check out what happened in the kitchen and that's how he met Deuce. Baldroy thought he was a pretty nice kid even if he too had no idea how to cook without being destructive either. He also found the interest in pots to be weird. "Let's just use a pot!" "Eh!? Steak in a pot?"

🪴 You scare Finny sometimes, yes, but he knows that deep down you're probably really nice. While both you and the young master were sitting in the garden having tea, he accidentally let a hedgehog loose. However, his suspicions were proved right when he noticed that you had picked up the hedgehog and sat it on your lap, petting it as if it were a cat.

🪴 A member of your staff named Cater had literally bumped into him while he was walking past the newly installed rose hedges. He and Finny got along swimmingly as they spoke about their shared interests with one another. He also found that Cater really enjoyed taking photographs in his free time.

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bloomingdayswithyou · 2 months

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heya! I noticed you do black butler x reader and was wondering if you would make some Prince soma x reader headcanons pls and thank u!

Prince Soma x reader headcannons

Pairing: Prince Soma x gn!reader

Words: 293

Warnings: none

Soma is initially drawn to the your kindness and compassion, which stands out amidst the darkness of the world.

Despite your differences in upbringing and culture, you both bond over shared experiences of loneliness and the desire for genuine connection.

You introduce Soma to new foods and customs from your own culture, sparking his curiosity and widening his perspective on the world.

Soma becomes fiercely protective of you, often stepping in to defend you from any threats or danger that may arise.

Your relationship is built on mutual respect and understanding, with Soma learning to appreciate the your strengths and unique qualities.

Despite occasional disagreements, you both always find a way to reconcile and grow stronger together.

Soma's playful nature brings out your lighter side, and you share many lighthearted moments together, filled with laughter and joy.

He showers you with affectionate gestures and surprises, from handpicked flowers to impromptu picnics in the palace gardens.

Your unwavering loyalty and support inspire Soma to strive for greatness, pushing him to overcome obstacles and fulfill his royal duties with determination.

Soma enjoys teasing you with playful nicknames and inside jokes, creating a strong sense of intimacy and camaraderie between you.

Your presence brings out his softer side, allowing him to express vulnerability and share his deepest fears and dreams.

You share a love for adventure, often embarking on spontaneous outings and exploring new places together, creating cherished memories along the way.

Despite his royal obligations, Soma and you make time for quiet moments of intimacy and reflection, cherishing each other's company above all else.

Soma and you find solace in each other's arms, finding comfort and strength in the knowledge that you are always there for one another, no matter what challenges you may face.

#kuroshitsuji #kuroshitsuji x reader #kuroshitsuji headcannons #prince soma #prince soma x reader #anime #anime x reader #anime headcannons #kuroshitsuji x male reader #prince soma x male reader #anime x male reader #black butler #black butler x reader #black butler x male reader #black butler headcannons

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yan-lorkai · 8 months

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I just read the sebastian x cat shapeshifter reader. Could you do a follow-up where she shows Sebastian her full cat form? Maybe she has black fur and big purple eyes.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ "Darling, if you wanted to bring me into our room so badly you could just told me. In all seriousness, what is this all about?" Sebastian's voice is smug enough for you to know what he's implying, you roll your eyes at him. After a long time thinking, you decided to show him something that you were sure would surprise him. You smiled and turned to him, your fingertips trailing over his skin gently.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ "Close your eyes, Sebby, I have to show you something." The animation in your voice made him chuckle, but he did as asked. And making sure his eyes really were closed and he wouldn't peek, you backed away from him and started to slowly transform into a cat. The world getting smaller and smaller by the second.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Being in this form gave you a different kind of freedom, but a very welcome one. You sat back on your hind legs and looked at your dear demon, just as he had shown you his demonic form a few days ago, you wanted to show him this form. And you knew he'll love it.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ You meowed, trying to get his attention. And when he didn't look, probably thinking you was just one of the many cats you were hiding, you grabbed his leg to get his attention.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ "Look at me, you big idiot." It was what you wanted to scream but you knew he wouldn't be able to understand a syllable. But Sebastian gave in to his instincts and the first thing he did was pick you up, cradling you against his chest, stroking behind your ear as he watched you intently. The glint of recognition flashed through his ruby eyes.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ "Oh darling, I could easily hold you all day in that form. Your fur is as fluffy as the clouds in the sky, your eyes as beautiful as the diamonds in existence." He admits softly, leaving soft kisses over your cheeks, smiling when you purr in delight with all the caresses he offers. "It makes me happy to know that you trust me enough to show me that form, thank you."

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ You lick his face, almost rolling your eyes. Of course you trusted him, a person who loves cats is certainly a trustworthy person and you snuggled into his chest, closing your eyes for a quick nap. Being in human form all the time was exhausting and you knew Sebastian would take care of you during your nap, so you allowed yourself to relax and sleep, listening to him whisper compliments, play with you pawns and kiss your whole face and neck.

#yandere kuroshitsuji #yandere black butler #yandere sebastian #yandere sebastian michaelis #sebastian x reader #yandere sebastian x reader #sebastian michaelis x reader #sebastian michaelis #yandere sebastian michaelis x reader #tw yandere #soft yandere #male yandere

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blue-sterling0357 · 1 year

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how about some ciel headcanons with a demon s/o? not with angst, like s/o is a young chaos demon that just squeezed themselves on the contract so s/o helps ciel with his work and so.

🐈‍⬛ anon

(I remember a very similar thing of demon! Ciel with a albino! demon! S/O, it's quite cute, but I'm not adding it here! Hope you enjoy reading this!)

Ciel with a Demon! S/O

✣ You met Ciel, when Sebastian introduced you both to each other. Sebastian was an elder demon who used to follow you since he met you because he had this instinct to follow you, no matter what you do and he was right as you being a chaos demon happens to be quite harming to his contracts...

✣ Whenever you would get even a hundred mile near the person he has a contract with, they would get in some type of wierd situation, but he enjoys your company even though he hates all demons, except you as you're quite helpful and you knew how to protect his masters and wouldn't be salavting over his master's soul, like he though you would.

✣ So, upon his introducing you, Ciel took you in as one of his maids and upon taking you in, he noticed the immediate change it had on the manor, the trio would cause less problems for him, Sebastian's cats aren't shoing up as often, the place is often clean and Elizabeth ins't decorating it in embarrasing yet cute decor he hates so much.

✣ As he slowly developed feelings and you both started dating, he got to learn about you being a chaos demon, he learnt how Sebastian would protect him from you accidentally bringing chaos everywhere you go, but he doesn't care as you bringing chaos isn't going to change his loves for you.

✣ He is actually quite happy you're a demon, it's because he knows you won't die and it definitely won't be easy to kill, with Sebastian polishing your skills and helping you and though you're younger and around Ciel's age in demon years, you're a fast learner, except sometimes in battles you zone out, but are still fighting and dodging your enemy amazingly except you're staring into nothing...It concerns both Ciel and Sebastian as is this even normal?

✣ Ciel now has another protector, also since you eat the souls of certain people who try to attack Ciel and have a tasty soul, you're rather full and have no need of eating Ciel's soul. If it's Sebastian who kills the perpetrator, he will bring those souls to you, but only if they are high quality souls, he refuses to have his child/sibling/problem child figure have low quality and disgusting souls..

✣ Ciel allows you wayyyy more freedom than he allows Sebastian, like you have brought in three, white tigers in the manor, and Ciel didn't even care, he was also wearing a mask, did those even exist back then? But anyways, Seb is jealous at the amount of freedom you have, except it goes away when you invite him to cuddle with those three, adult, white tigers.

✣ Also, you're just as talented in things as Sebastian despite being at such a young age like you already know 21 languages, can manipulate anyone you want, great st using multiple weapons at the same time, fighting and dodging while drinking a smoothie or eating a cake at the same time. And even though Sebastian says it's because of him, Ciel doesn't believe him because he believes you're just amazing like that!

✣ If you're happy with showing him your horns and wings on occasions, he would love to groom them, clean them, wash them and polish them nicely for you and he does it so often, he knows everything about demon self-care, you'd look all shiny and whenever you and Sebastian show each-other your wings and horns, he's surprised at how clean they are, despite knowing how you don't clean regularly...

✣ Oh, speaking of wings, he loves to cuddle you and sleep with you while you have your wings out, he gets all whiny and upset if you refuse to show them to him when you go to sleep because they're dirty or smell or whatever because you know he will drag you to clean them no matter how late at night it is, cause he now can't sleep without stroking, touching or cuddling your wings..Have fun!

✣ Overall, he doesn't really care, but he's less possessive because he knows demons don't fall for just anyone they meet, only special chosen one, so you won't fall for anybody else and because he knows you won't die during a stupid assassin!

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irides-solstice · 17 days

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{Headcannons for an upcoming au i'm planning} Not enough people talk about Claude after he loses Ciel Phantomhive's soul to Sebastian... Especially not ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ!ᴄʟᴀᴜᴅᴇ... ໒꒰ྀི ˃ ∩∩ ˂ ꒱ྀི১

{Wolf spider!Claude X moth!reader}

🕸 ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ!ᴄʟᴀᴜᴅᴇ who goes back to his claimed territory, sulking the whole way after his loss. Because for the first time in a million years H̷̬͖̻͒e̷̢̝̫͖̯̍̇̀͊ ̷̬̻́l̴͖̹̅͋ọ̴̈́s̶͇̬͔̆̈́̚͝ẗ̴̪́̎̃̿ ̴̢̧͚̜̊͠ḩ̴̛͍̰̳̂̄͐i̷̠͇̥̹̓͆́̊s̶͎͍̘͊͑̐̽ ̵̗̆̌́̿̍p̵̦͎̥̟͔̈́̾ṙ̸̺̼̉ī̶̭̻͇͉̕z̴̥̠̙̳̅̃̒e̷̹͙͋ This loss is not easy pill to swallow when he's the one, who's infamously known as the calmest and composed in any given scenario. He finds himself losing his cool. His anger, and rage causing continuous damage both around his and others territory.

🕸 ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ!ᴄʟᴀᴜᴅᴇ and his presumptuous nature, overconfident and eccentric behaviour being the reason behind his biggest failure, that too to a younger demon! - A massive blow to his ego... Sebastian absolutely getting the upper hand on him once he loses his poise. A more established and esteemed demon losing in such a manor would absolutely make him a laughingstock among the inhabitants of hell... And it does. That too because of a human soul's aroma? Preposterous! Claude is absolutely seething in solitude. So, he makes up for his loss of reputation by unleashing absolute chaos onto whoever dares to even snicker at him.

The aroma of Ciel Phantomhive's soul... An aroma he had yet to ever encounter on his own adventures... Truly a noteworthy meal. He'd even applaud Sebastian if he wasn't kitten licking his bruised ego.

So, you can see why he's so perplexed when he senses the same fragrance back in hell... On a demon too... A pretty one, one lesser in status than him, but makes up with her resourcefulness. The unique skull like birthmark on your forehead, just above your adorable doe eyes, and the quiet buzzing of your wings makes him shudder in excitement. Ideas of you writhing underneath him... In his arms, as he makes you his own... Hmm exciting, no? So, like the opportunistic hunter he is, eager to win your affections he revels in the idea of a chase. Especially after one as mesmerising as you are ♡

🕸 ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ!ᴄʟᴀᴜᴅᴇ who searches high and low for you, but is stumped to see you are nowhere to be found... Where he wants you to be. Only for you to walk right into the palm of his hand. Clueless as to who even has his eyes on you. You, the runt of the litter just trying to find a place to settle, and you strut right into his lair for a measly amount of nectar and honey. Once he gets his hands on you however...He will never ever let you leave his sight. You're his whether you like it or not~

"There's no use in trying to run little one, you're mine now~"

ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ: @thefallofruins ╰➤ {ᴍᴇꜱꜱᴀɢᴇ, ᴏʀ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɴᴏᴛɪꜰɪᴇᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ}

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miharuki · 3 months

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𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋

I came back from the short hiatus, I ended up resetting my cell phone and PC, so I still couldn't find the stories that were in my Google documents, why do I have many Google accounts , and look what Google accounts I have.

Anyway, I'm here to say that I'm UPDATING my masterlist, and that I'm adding new things to the list, anime and so on.

Speaking of which, I finished mashle, and I loved it, it has a place in my heart

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niilue · 2 years

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I need a grell fanfic 😭😭

ෆ ִ ׁ sub grell x gn reader

cw; dom reader, gender neutral, spanking, praising, rimming, orgasm control, a really needy grell

grell loves it when you use her as if she were a toy for you. there are days when she is so horny that it's unbelievable everything she asks you to do to her . even though you really like to be more gentle in sex.

"just a little bit, love. yeah?" grell was sitting on your lap as she begged you to play with her and her body.

she asked you to spank her ass repeatedly while you took it upon yourself to control the number of times she could come.

you nodded unable to resist grell's advances. she was wearing a cute short white shirt with a too-short red plaid skirt. no underwear at all, which made everything more difficult. she was so beautiful <;33

with a little cry of congratulations she lay flat on your lap and with a smooth motion she hiked up her skirt until her pale ass was exposed.

she smiled excitedly and winked at you.

without thinking too much you slapped your palm on her skin, seeing how it bounced off the blow and turned her flesh reddish.

"aaahg!" gave a grell, too loud and sensual little scream. "more, more, love." she moaned, wiggling her legs desperately.

smack smack smack smack, over and over again. you pounded on her trunk, feeling her skin get redder and redder. your palms tingled from the insistent pounding.

you were stroking her buttocks, shamelessly squeezing and caressing her smooth skin. it was so addictive. "god, your ass is so pretty, grell." you said without taking your eyes off her ass.

you inserted a finger without a second thought into her entrance, watching her open up for you, taking your finger so well, you added one and two and three fingers.

as you fucked her ass grell was a bunch of whimpers and compliments to your long, well-trained fingers.

"ahahag, you always do this, so- so well."

you felt the need to do a thousand things with grell's ass. you really couldn't control yourself when you saw her round, firm ass.

"love, stand over here. and lift your nice ass up for me." you commented as you indicated to grell where to stand.

as grell did so you kept grabbing her ass and slapping her pale skin. you couldn't go a second without touching it.

when you had grell doing what you wanted without warning you went up to her ass and bit one of her ass cheeks.

grell screamed and looked at you with a pout. "you'll leave marks on me."

"i don't care, only i will see this." you said with your face pressed against her ass. you smiled and before grell could say anything else to you. you took both buttocks and spread them open with your hands and used your tongue to lick her dilated entrance.

"AHHG HAAA!" grell screamed excitedly at the intrusion of your tongue in her desperate ass.

while you were sucking and licking her ass, you took her member and began to stimulate it. you were tasting her entrance, penetrating her hot entrance with your tongue. while in your hand you were milking her cock.

grell was holding on to the couch, with her hands on the wall and her face in the cushions, breathing hard and whimpering like a cat in heat.

"mhmh, yes, more, yes aaah (name)"

she could only scream at you to keep fucking her with your tongue. her back arched in pleasure as her beloved orgasm peeked through. only to be snatched away by you as you stopped touching her.

ruining her orgasm. making grell start screaming and moaning in pain. by this point you had already ruined her climax three times. grell cried out in pain but when you wanted to stop eating her, she would grab your face and press it to her ass.

"no, no" she would gasp. "keep eating my ass, you know I need this, too much." she would say exaggeratedly biting her lips and making a sad face.

"all for my pretty redhead."

#dom reader #grell #sub grell #sub kuroshitsuji #dom!reader #sub character #gender neutral #top male reader #anime smut #fem!dom reader #smut #gn reader #grell sutcliff #sub black butler #black butler x smut #kuroshitsuji smut #grell kuroshitsuji

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xnaiel · 2 months

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Greetings, I am Naiel, although you can call me Nana if we're close or mutuals. I am a young transmasc author and will write whatever I feel like writing.

Feel free to send me any kind of requests. However, I will deny your request if it does not meet my criteria.

I write :

Fluff, Angst, Smut, Happy/Bad Endings, Yanderes, amab and ftm reader (both sub and dom), and many more.

I don't write :

Incest/Stepcest, Minor x Major relationships, Scat, Vomit, Watersports, Smut for underage characters. Other than that, I do not mind discovering other kinks.

Fandoms I write for :

Jujutsu Kaisen, Haikyuu (smut only for post timeskip), Jojo's bizarre adventures, My OCs, Princess Princess, Dead Plate, Elevator Hitch, Cold front, John Doe game, Kuroko no Basket, Kuroshitsuji, Mononoke, Ace Attorney, Genshin Impact, Uramichi Oniisan, Nu: Carnival, The Arcana, Danganronpa and other fandoms that I will add later.

I will make a Materlist whenever I can, I hope you enjoy my writing. ^-^

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kisakis-boyfriend · 1 year

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Good boys get rewarded

Pairings: Sebastian x reader

Warnings: Male!reader, dom!reader, sub!Sebastian, teasing, shibari

Genre/Format: Smut; Drabble

Author's Note: Kicking off this blog with something I wrote last year. Plz be nice I haven't written anything in 2 years

Please check my blog title to verify whether requests are closed or not! Thank you!

Watching Sebastian come undone as you tease him. He's sat in your lap, blindfolded, gagged, nothing except pretty red rope adorning his pale skin. The rope digs into his wrists, restricting his movement

You run your fingertips along his arms and place a sweet kiss on his exposed shoulder. He wants to relax, but it's nearly impossible since he can feel your growing bulge underneath him. He wants to move — to feel you press up against his ass — but he holds still like a good boy

Your hands find his hips and his back arches slightly. “So pretty, and so well-behaved. Where should I touch you first?” you whispered. Sebastian moaned around the gag, unable to answer your question

You slid your hand down to his thigh and squeezed. “Here?” your other hand moved to his chest. “Here?” your hot breath hit the shell of his ear. “Or maybe...right here?”

“Mmph!” Sebastian jolted slightly as your hand moved from his thigh to his cock. He suppressed the urge to buck into your hand immediately. If he behaves, he'll get what he wants so badly

#my writing #kuroshitsuji smut #black butler smut #sebastian smut #sebastian michaelis smut #sebastian michaelis #drabble #dom reader #sub sebastian #sebastian x reader #male reader #kuroshitsuji

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hunn1e-bunn1e · 2 months

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Valentine's Day Special!

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In Valentine's Day rears its head around the corner once again and you spend the entirety of the day pampering your contracted demon lover. Or; In which Claude Faustus is spoiled with affection and love for the first time in his demonic life; all because of a weird mortal tradition. Feb. 14th, 2024

Warnings -> One sided-ish relationship? Short!

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"I love you, Claude."

You sweetly cooed into the top of his head as you ran your fingers through his coal-colored tresses.

His head lies on your naked chest as you mutter sweet nothings to him. How much you love him, how much he means to you, how much you appreciate everything he does for you. You tell him how beautiful he is even when he never smiles, how lovely his voice is even if it's stuck in a permanent monotone, how you wouldn't know what to do with yourself if you didn't have him in your life.

It's days like this one, this Valentine's Day, that Claude wishes he could feel something for you. That his unholy heart could race whenever you smile at him and his frigid cheeks could warm at your fleeting touches. In the depths of his mind, he wonders what it would be like to be a human and have relationships that weren't contracted. To be with you until you grow old and die with him by your side following not long after.

"Don't cry, My Love. I'll start to think that you don't like it when I hold you like this."

Your hand enters his blurry vision and wipes his tears away as you speak gently into his soft hair.

But.

It's also on days like this one, when you hold Claude close and steep him in your love, that his body betrays him. That his eyes begin to burn and moisten and tears begin to bead onto his lower lashes. On these days, in these times; he can ever so faintly feel something warm in the very depths of himself.

Claude's arms close tightly around your waist; shutting his leaking eyes and taking in your scent through a deep inhale. Soon. Just as it happened to that Phantomhive boy, it will happen to you. Just like him, you'll become a demon as well.

Claude will just have to be patient until then.

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sleepingdeath-light · 2 years

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lady in red ; grelle sutcliff (18+)

kinktober day eight ; body worship

pairing ; grelle sutcliff x male!reader

reader pronouns ; he/him/his

word count ; 1939

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Exhaustion hung heavy on her sharp features as she stumbled through the door, frustration rolling off of her in waves as she struggled through her evening routine: long red hair fell limply about her face, having long since escaped the tight, braided up-do she'd put it in at the start of the day; though she was something of a British rose, her skin was unusually pale save for the dark circles that surrounded her eyes; her painted lips were perpetually sunken downwards in a frown and her eyes themselves were reddened from crying. Today, it seems, had been especially hard on her, what what kind of husband would he be if he didn't do everything he could to elevate her worries.

“Dear girl,” he called out, slowly approaching her as she uncaringly flung her work clothes about every which way, “you don’t seem like yourself. Is there anything I can do?”

“Darling,” she started, voice breaking and thick with unshed tears even as she faced away from him, “I don’t know if there’s anything you can do. I don’t even know what’s wrong with me right now… I just -” she threw her arms up in the air, exasperated and turned to face him, her cheeks splotchy and red with upset as she looked at him.

“Oh my love, come here.”

And that was all it took for Grelle to practically fling herself into his arms, crying and sobbing into his neck and clinging to his night shirt with such ferocity that he was sure that she thought he’d disappear the moment she let go.

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For several moments they just swayed to-and-fro in each other’s arms, clinging to one another as he whispered sweet nothings and words of affirmation into her ear - only pausing when her sobbing faded into sniffles into sighing. Then, and only then, did he pull back and move to gently wipe the streaks of tears away from her eyes, smiling softly at her as he spoke, his tone low and words dripping with unending adoration for her.

“Want to talk about it, my love?” When she shook her head, he nodded and smiled once again, “that’s alright. We don’t need to talk about it - but would you like me to make you feel better?”

“Mhm,”

“Mhm?” He laughed under his breath and shook his head as he repeated her words. “Is that an ‘I definitely want to do this’ or an ‘I guess we can do this if you want to’? Because I’m only going to do this if you want me to, baby.”

“Darling,” she managed after a few beats, giggling between her words despite her teary eyes, “you already know the answer. I’d never turn down an opportunity to be pampered by you,”

“So it’s a definite yes?”

“It’s a definite yes,” she affirmed in an amused voice, grinning broadly and pressing a chaste kiss onto the tip of his nose - giggling when he scrunched up his brow in faux annoyance at the gesture. “so should I give you a show?”

“Oh no, dear,” he chuckled in response, reaching between them to toy with the buttons of her blouse, “leave all the work to me. Tonight’s all about you, so all I need you to do is just sit there and look pretty; you got that?”

“Darling, looking pretty is the one thing I excel at!”

That much he could vouch for, but instead he shifted his focus to undressing his stunning wife - revelling in every inch of soft, pale skin that was revealed to him as he made his way down her body. First removing her blouse and corset, then moving on to her trousers and underwear and stepping back a few paces to admire his handiwork.

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Grelle was a woman that thrived when in the limelight - who enjoyed being the centre of attention, especially when that attention was that of her beloved husband as he shamelessly ogled her nude body. And this was no more clear than it was in that moment, with her kicking her clothes to one side and stepping over the pile of fabric, spinning and posing like a model as she made her way over to the bed and laid back - leaning on her forearms to look over at him through long lashes and spreading her long legs widely to wordlessly invite him between them.

Though for those few moments, he could do nothing but stare and swallow thickly, openly admiring the beauty before him and thanking whatever powers that be that he was lucky enough to have her in his bed - his eyes tracing a path along his body that his hands and mouth would be quick to follow after he clumsily stumbled his way over to the bed.

He started with those long, strong legs, trailing his lips from her inner ankles up along her strong calves to her thick thighs and starting again. One of his hands slid along the outside of her thigh as he worshipped her, lightly squeezing the meat of them every so often and coaxing a muffled squeak from her when he did so. Yet he took great efforts to ensure no area of her beautifully pale skin was neglected, trailing his lips and tongue from ankle to apex several times over - whispering sweet nothings into her flesh as he went: “you’re so beautiful”, “you’re fucking perfect”, “I love you so much, darling” - on and on and on. And he gave that same attention to her other leg after a few minutes of this - only grinning cheekily up at her when she huffed and insisted that he hurry up, telling her that “one can’t just rush this kind of thing, my love”.

Then he turned his attentions to her deliciously soft stomach, positioning himself between her legs and resting his chin on her pelvis to get a better view - and lifting her legs over his shoulders to make sure she was as comfortable as possible. Two warm hands caressed her sides, fingertips tracing the visible ridges of her ribs and skimming over the slight dips of her hips before repeating this pattern over and over again. His lips, meanwhile, mapped out the expanse of her abdomen: trailing across from the dip of their pelvis to the stretch marks of her lower stomach to the soft pudge just above it (blowing a raspberry against the adored skin and grinning up at her when she laughed before moving on), up to the bottom of her rib cage. Every mole, freckle and scar was noted and complimented, words of adoration and compliments about her figure and completion tattooed against soft pale skin with the intensity of each kiss: “you’re beautiful”, “I love how soft you are”, “the most amazing girl in this world and the next”.

And only then was he happy to turn his attention upwards once again, eyes catching the soft rise and fall of her chest as she looked down at him with a mixture of amusement, adoration and lust. Until he finally leaned down and began peppering chaste kisses around each desirable mound of flesh - circling each base before moving up and up, leaving neither breast neglected until he finally reached her peaks. One hand moved away from her sides to encircle her right nipple as he took the other into his mouth: rolling, pinching and gently pulling with his hand whilst his mouth sucked, licked and adored the other - switching these after several moments of worship.

By now their position was more than compromising and he could feel her temptingly bare and dripping cunt soaking the crotch of his night clothes and rubbing delectably against his throbbing cock. Yet he refused to relent yet, instead using what little restraint that remained to move upwards and trail chaste kisses along her collarbone to her throat to her jawline and finally to her lips - greedily swallowing a moan that he pulled from her before moving a hair’s breadth away to breathlessly ask her a question.

“Ready?”

Grelle nodded eagerly in response and placed a passionate kiss against his lips before he reluctantly pushed away from her to rid himself of his loose fitting clothes - which had long since begun to feel far too restrictive for his taste. Then, once content with his bareness, he positioned himself between her legs and readied himself for what was to come.

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The sensitive head of his cock pressed against her soaked pussy, sliding along her slit from her clit to her hole a few times to lubricate himself before positioning himself at her entrance and pushing into her in a single fluid thrust. Her back arched up into him when he bottomed out, her velvety walls tightening around his length in a response that made him groan - though he still tried his best to not move within her whilst they both adjusted to the familiar feeling.

Perfectly manicured, red painted nails found purchase on his shoulders, pulling his body taut against her as she crashed her lips against his - covering his face with smudges of her lipstick as she desperately ground her hips against his. And, taking this as a sign of her need for him, he started to move shortly thereafter - slowly pulling out before slamming back into her and quickly settling into a fast and rough pace.

The room was filled with a cacophony of sound as they lost themselves to each other: swallowed moans, muffled groans, sharp grunts, sighs, skin slapping against skin, the gushing of her wet cunt around him and the crack of their headboard slamming against their bedroom wall. Every thrust pulled another shamelessly loud and lewd moan from her lips - all of which he greedily and eagerly swallowed as he moaned and groaned into her mouth in return.

Minute after minute, from root to tip she swallowed him over and over again - wrapping her legs around his hips to force him closer to her body, scratching desperately at his back as she approached her own climax. Though for his own part he wasn’t far behind, his pace faltering and stuttering as the inviting warmth of her pussy pushed him ever closer to the edge of his climax. Then, after a short time of desperately seeking out her pleasure, he couldn’t stop himself from slipping over the precipice and reaching his orgasm - trying to warn her and pull out only to be pulled closer and urged to give her everything he had to offer.

And give he did; spilling his cum plentifully into her fluttering hole with several jerky thrusts - giving so much that it dripped out of her and onto the bedsheets beneath them as she continued to grind and buck into him. Until she herself came too, breaking the kiss to throw her head back and scream his name as she squirted her climax around his overly sensitive and softening cock: moaning, whimpering, bucking, jerking, pulling him against her with her legs around his hips and digging her nails so harshly into his shoulders that it was starting to draw blood.

Too much. Too much. Too much.

Yet he still couldn’t get enough of her as they gradually came down from their highs and returned to earth with crooked, tired smiles and hooded eyes with pupils blown wide with lust, pleasure and adoration in its purest forms. Even as they shared a messy, gasping kiss and reluctantly started to part with muscles aching and limbs trembling as they fell back onto the bed.

And even as Grelle curled into his side and playfully nibbled at his earlobe, whispering a promise of “returning the favour” in the morning.

#sleepingdeath #smut #minors dni #black butler x reader #black butler smut #body worship #kuroshitsuji smut #kuroshitsuji x reader #grelle sutcliff x reader #grelle x reader #grelle sutcliff smut #male reader

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yan-lorkai · 2 months

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Any headcanons for Sebastian dirty talking 👀 like the kind of things he'd say

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/N: Casually throw this to y'all like it wasn't hidden on my drafts for some time now. No but like I can't dirty talk to save my life (+ I'm ace ╮⁠(⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)⁠╭) so I don't know if this is good? But if I don't post this now, I may never post tbh. I hope it's good lol, enjoy!

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Warnings: Yandere content, possessive Sebby, very suggestive content, dirty talking obvs, amab and afab reader

Sebastian is a versatile lover, dedicated to you and your pleasure. And he knows how to draw out each syllable, what tone of voice to use and how to speak to make you melt in his arms. What does he normally say?

"Love, you're doing so well for me, mmh!"

"Let's see if you're capable of keeping this atitude after I'm done with you."

"You naughty little thing, you think I wouldn't notice how you were trying to tease me? You're not walking tomorrow, mark my words."

"You're so hard already, how cute! Let's see what kind of sounds you make when I swallow you whole, hmm?"

"You like when I'm rough with you, huh? Tell me, tell me how much you love my cock."

"Good girl, so good for me. Mmh, are you close? Gonna cum for me?"

"Please? Please what, darling? Enlighten me, what do you want? Do you want me to touch you here? Wanna me to be faster? slower? I can't read your mind now, can I? Don't get shy on me now, angel. Use your words!"

"Your moans always get me hard, so heavenly it's almost sinful, darling."

"You look so handsome like this - ooh, fuck, you like when I praise you? I can feel you clenching around me, my good boy. So precious for me, so good, aah!"

"You look so so gorgeous right now - ohh, riding me like that."

"Think you can top me, think you can make me scream and cry like I do you? That I like to see, angel."

"Like that, scream my name like that — ahh I'm close!"

"Cum on my tongue for me. You tastes so fucking sweet."

"Who owns this pussy? Who? That’s right. I do. I own your fucking pussy, your ass and your mouth. I own everything you are, darling. Never forget this."

"You did so well for me, love. But do not be fooled, I'm not done with you just yet!"

#yandere sebastian x reader #yandere sebastian michaelis #yandere sebastian #yandere sebastian michaelis x reader #yandere kuroshitsuji #yandere black butler #sebastian x reader #sebastian michaelis x reader #sebastian michaelis #kuroshitsuji #male yandere #suggestive

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blue-sterling0357 · 1 year

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Hi! Can I ask for morning fluff with Ciel and his s/o?

(took some time, but got to it! Sebby is really close with both reader and Ciel, to nearly father/brother/bitch figure! :>)

Aviothic wish...

The seeping sunlight getting in from the tiny gap between the curtains fell right on your eyes, covering your sight with gold, before you shifted closer to Ciel as you heard someone knocking on he door, answering back you called them in before yawning. As you rubbed your eyes, your blurry eyes sight started to go clear, where you saw Sebastian pushing the cart with both of your breakfast,

"Good morning, young grace How did you sleep?" Sebastian asked as he let go of the cart adnd walked beside before brushing you hair back from your forehead and face, before asking " Dear Grace, do you wish for me to wake young master?"

"Hmm, no, let him sleep a bit, he'll wake up on his own, especially since I'm here!"

Hearing this Sebastian hummed and smiled before bowing and covering your breakfasts and teas and taking his leave. As you again laid back down on Ciel's side.

After a few minutes, you felt Ciel's breathe shift and moving as his hand slowly rubbed his nape and eyes. As he woke up, he saw you looking up at him with a tiny smile

"Good morning Ciel~"

"Good morning, love. How did you sleep last night?" As he hugged you as closer as possible, considering you both were basically stuck together. As you hummed back as an answer, he hugged you tightly before kissing you cheeks as you immediately let out a squel of joy as you again heard a knock on your door.

"Come in!" Ciel called out before Sebastian again stepped in "Looks like you both are finally awake. How about you both go freshen up while I heat these again for you?" As you and Ciel both bathed and got ready in your clothing before heading down to eat breakfast, as you both sat down at the table with the servants beside you, as Sebastian told you both what the schedule was and if there was anything important.

Luckily, you both had more of a free day, as you both finished your breakfast and Ciel took your hand and you both walked behind to see Sebastian telling Finny how to look after the plants while you petted Pluto on Ciel's lap. As you both were sitting in silence, except for Sebatstian's calm yelling at Finny and Pluto's pants, you laid your head on Ciel's shoulder, before he turned his head and cupped your cheeks and lifted your head before kissing your cheeks and finally your lips. As you both kissed, Ciel hummed in delight and let out a soft chuckle before pulling away, as again laid you head on his shoulder as you continued to look Ciel before turnign your head back to the garden as you both looked at the scenery as the soft, warm sunlight hit your faces, warming you up in the cold morning...

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bloomingdayswithyou · 10 months

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WELCOME TO MY BLOG!

Name: Yeobo (not my real name)

Age: 19

Gender and pronouns: male, he/him

Languages: English and Spanish

MASTERLIST

Fandoms I write for:

K-pop (mainly NCT, ATEEZ and ZB1, but could be any group/artist as long as I know them)

Pokémon (all gens, but not all characters. You can ask before requesting!)

Haikyuu!!

One Piece Live Action

Shuumatsu no Valkyrie/Record of Ragnarock

Obey me!

Arcana Twighlight

Shingeki no Kyojin/Attack on Titan

JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure (from part 1 to part 6)

Howl’s Moving Castle

Jujutsu Kaisen

Boku no Hero Academia/My Hero Academia

Free!

Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler

Love & Deepspace

Rules/More information

I usually write gn!reader, but you can ask for m!reader/f!reader

I write for both male and female characters

I WON'T write smut (for now), but I can write suggestive

You can request poly

The maximum number of character you can ask for is 5

I do not write themes such as incest, yandere or really weird things (I will write more examples as they come to my mind)

I’ll try to be as fast as possible but I do ask for a bit of patience (thanks<3)

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

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satubby · 1 year

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Well this is a digression of mine, how do you see sebastian acting with his contractor and at the same time being a yandere? Lol, just a silly question, you can take it if you want to.

I hope you like it anon, I got carried away because I saw a beautiful lovecraft-style sebby fanart and this inspired me to write an alternate AU to the manga and anime.

[Disclaimer: this is platonic at the beginning, I take no responsibility for what may or may not happen after]

Les ombres d'un amour

He breathed in agitated breath from the wind played with the golden hair of a certain woman. The slender branches rustled under her feet, and the footsteps behind her made a heavy sound.

Crystalline tears ran down her cheeks, her frightened expression revealing all. Between her slender white arms hung a basket wrapped in fine silks. In the meantime, she did not dare to turn around, because she knew the consequences of it, for nothing should she stop and look back.

Many neighs and shouts from behind the woman forced her to turn around. At the very moment she had turned her head she witnessed what had stopped her pursuers: a mud as black as ink and too sticky to come out of its depths. A chilling sensation filled the air as the woman was petrified by the unearthly sensation.

As far as she could remember, that mud did not exist when her feet stepped onto that barren land. But what could she expect from a place like this? Having rushed into this banished mansion on the outskirts of her territory, where an evil creature from the depths of hell was said to live.

Just as she had forced her throat to swallow, she was shot with an arrow that grazed the corner of her mouth, forcing her to taste the dust dancing in the wind and the thick crimson blood gushing from her wound.

The woman awoke from the stupor she was in, plunged in fear and panic. Without thinking, she resumed her run, gathering enough strength to get out of there. Her cheek was still open and blood stained the white silk of the basket she was carrying.

Again, the footsteps of heavy armor pursued her. The enemies sent by her stepmother were not going to give up until they killed her and her two-month-old baby.

It was the moment when the moon was at its highest point and nothing could be heard but the rustling of branches and the cries of birds. The woman felt that her heart was about to burst out of her chest, as her lungs refused to breathe in due to the anxiety she felt. She heard the short, quick breaths of her daughter, who was already hiding in the basket hanging from her mother's arms.

"Please destiny, just this once don't let me die. I don't want to leave my baby alone to suffer in this harsh and cruel world," she prayed to herself, as she could not find the strength to continue running, there was no more energy left to expend. A sad smile played on her lips as she remembered the death of her beloved lover.

How much she hated her stepmother, who had ordered his death on the false suspicion of having deceived her father the duke by concealing from him her pregnancy with a commoner knight.

"We would never have thought that one day our luck would turn against us," she thought, turning her head to look at her pursuers, who were still struggling to get out of the mud that had suddenly appeared.

Not only was it not visible, but it didn't seem to be able to break through either, as the men kept sinking further into it. But some of them went beyond that and left their horses to die; returning to chase her with their weapons in hand.

The woman marched through the endless forest that surrounded the large and abandoned property, following the trail of an old stony road. She knew that if she and her daughter were caught, they would eventually return to the duchy to finish what that despicable woman had started.

She paused for a moment, breathing heavily, with the basket still in her hands, while she heard her daughter whimpering from hunger. The worried woman decided to go through the black gate before her. She had arrived at the entrance of the great mansion, without hesitation she opened its huge doors.

Her tender spring days were turned into stormy rainy days when her lover had been murdered by her stepmother and the court of nobles who supported her,

Months before she had refused to marry the emperor's son, her father had punished her that day. She had to repress her own feelings and desires if she wanted to survive in that aristocratic and hypocritical world. She was forced to adapt to the rigid code of the court when her father ignored the love she had for her escort and longtime love, signing a contract with the emperor, betrothing her to the heir to the throne.

Her life had never been her own, always seen as a commodity. And now she was being hunted like an animal, an animal too unworthy of the nobility of the court, just because she had wanted freedom and a life to call her own. She felt a tear fall from her eyes remembering her sour moments, having sat on the back of the huge black oak door.

A gust of wind invaded her nostrils, and in the blink of an eye she became aware of another presence accompanying her.

She tried to scream, but she had no strength left. Her thoughts were interrupted by a distorted voice, who spoke to her from the grand staircase at the far end of the corridor.

"It's been a while since I've had any visitors, tell me little human what brings you to my humble lair?" Said a strange and raspy voice that echoed through the empty corridor of the abandoned mansion.

The woman was surprised, were the rumors and legends of that strange being that inhabited this deteriorated place true? She was still surprised.

Her surprise was short-lived, as the sound of footsteps behind the door alerted her that the armored men were still following her. She turned her head toward the pawned window, only to see them approaching. Knocking on the worn door startled the blonde woman, who still sat holding the basket with her baby inside.

"Don't worry little human, I'm here to help you" The voice spoke again, this time with a mocking tone.

A gust of wind shook the entire hallway, a soft smell brushed her nose and an intense chill blew over her skin. The woman looked back, seeing that the heavy door had opened, while the men following her were banished away from the gardens and the entrance to the mansion.

"H-how did you do that?" the woman asked, her voice trembling with fear.

"That is not important, I'm just curious why you would come to this ugly and scary place. Humans often fear what they don't know" answered that being who was still hidden in the shadows of the place.

With those words the door behind her slammed shut, and the woman felt an abrupt shiver run through her. Trembling, she answered the question.

"My stepmother is after me to kill me, all because I didn't marry the prince of the empire. I also hid my pregnancy as a result of love for my gentleman, but a month ago he was murdered by dumping his body in the middle of a hole in the ground," she confessed and began to shed tears remembering the past events again "Also, humans are also monsters, they damage and kill. I am more afraid of them at this moment" Confessed the woman looking with crystalline tears and rubbing her wound

A heavy silence filled the atmosphere, the woman wanted to leave as soon as possible, but she still feared for her life if she left this place.

"So you little human, that's why you came here, because you would give your life for your baby, based on mere human rumors? Tell me one reason why I shouldn't kick you out of my mansion," the voice said again in a serious tone.

"What?" she replied with a look of disbelief on her face "Please, just let me stay one night and I can leave! I just want to protect my daughter, Just tell me what I have to do to return this favor, anything is fine" The blonde pleaded in a lementable voice.

Said entity made a small laugh with his deep voice, after that everything went back to seriousness.

"Ah humans, you say words without thinking about the meaning or weight that comes with saying them" A sigh came out of that thing, the woman looked confused, that's when the entity spoke again.

"There is nothing more interesting than your nature, if you want to pay so much for a night here, let's make a deal" Offered the voice.

"I don't understand," she said with a puzzled look as her beautiful green eyes gazed into the gloom. "What exactly do you mean by that?"

"You'll understand everything in due time, but first, I need to ask you one more thing - what would you do if you could have anything you wanted?"

"Anything?" the woman repeated, puzzled. "I wouldn't be afraid of my stepmother or her court. I would regain my freedom and I could bury the body of my beloved." The woman repeated.

"And if that meant you would have to endure much suffering, humiliation at the hands of those who hate you, and even death, would you still do it?" asked the voice, deepening its tone and echoing through the place.

The woman was somewhat disturbed, but did not show it. She looked at her daughter, who was asleep in the basket, and smiled sweetly.

"I would still be willing to put up with all that if I could be with the man I love and have my daughter have a happy childhood." She replied with sad eyes.

The creature looked from afar, a mocking smile on its features formed. That thing had come down the wide stairs, a sound of male footsteps was heard as the entity advanced.

"Now, now little woman, would you like to sign a contract for your daughter, in exchange for your life?"

The green orbs widened, before her stood a beautiful man. Hair as black as gloom, eyes as crimson as the ruffle on his cheek, skin so pale it could be mistaken for that of a dead man, and a figure as tall as slender. What left her speechless was the form the creature chose to take: a butler.

"Contract?" repeated the woman, after recovering from the shock.

"Yes, a contract between you and me, I will give you the freedom you seek so much. Now, for your daughter, I will make sure to give her the best life you can imagine, wealth, power above mortals and even love, if you sign it, everything you desire, I will give to your daughter." He offered with a smile on his beautiful lips.

"Really, you're not lying?" she asked, concerned.

He sighed and answered her question. "I'm not a being with tricks, I don't like to lie. Only humans and demons without honor do that. I will comply with what you ask of me, but in return, you will have to give me your soul" The entity walked away giving the woman space to process him.

This proposal left her dumbfounded, but after a few seconds of silence, she got her answer.

"If I can have this, I will, I would sign the contract and seal my daughter's fate. If you can do it, I'm willing, there's nothing out there waiting for me anyway" She replied looking at the basket in her lap.

"Good decision, little lady, I assure you happiness for your daughter and that my duty will be to protect her" Instantly the creature disguised as a butler grabbed the woman's chin and planted a chaste kiss on her.

Her beautiful green eyes, which once contained sadness and loneliness, became opaque. Those orbs lost their little sparkle of life, the demon had eaten her soul.

The entity stood up looking with false pity at the poor girl, then approached her again.

"I don't normally consume souls, but since I haven't eaten in centuries, this will be fine for now. Poor human, you've come this far, your contract with me will be fulfilled" The gloved hands closed the eyes of the lifeless woman already lying in the doorway of the worn mansion.

The crimson eyes looked down at the basket. In it was a beautiful baby girl sleeping peacefully despite the fact that her mother had been deprived of life moments ago.

"What a curious thing you are, won't you be a good little girl, when you didn't even cry for your deceased mother?" The demon asked in a mocking voice as he stroked the baby's cheek with his gloved hand.

The baby opened her eyes to look at the demon, her eyes were like her mother's, only with shades (E/C). But unlike the woman's, the baby's eyes were full of wonder and curiosity, those eyes made the beast smile mischievously. He lifted her out of her basket and carried her deeper into the mansion, heading for another room.

"It looks like you'll be my new responsibility, and believe me, I never neglect or break my contracts. It's been a long time since I've had fun." The smiling demon looked at the baby who had fallen asleep again.

Said creature took her to a room that had a huge bed, the room was covered with velvet curtains and a small fire in the corner made it warmer. It was all that the girl needed, who slept peacefully. And despite how untidy the large mansion looked, this room was strangely clean.

Within minutes, the baby had fallen completely asleep, lulled to sleep by the demon's humming. This baby reminded him of the motherless kittens he once came to admire and care for, perhaps it would be no different caring for this human baby.

The years passed in the blink of an eye for an eternal being such as he is. Having taken an old name that one of his contracts gave him, Sebastian michaelis. That said, the girl had grown up safe and sound, just as he promised.

That worn out mansion of his now looked like a newly purchased one. Sebastian gave it the best maintenance, never hired anyone and never needed it either.

He had really grown fond of her, but his pride as a demon prevented him from saying it out loud. Although he always showed his affection more with actions and a few words.

A small tug pulled him out of his thoughts, his crimson eyes looked towards the little girl (Y/N).

"Hey sebatian, what are you making for lunch today?" asked the girl, with a sweet and innocent voice, the demon made a gesture similar to a thoughtful one, although this was obviously false. After a few seconds he smiled at her, looking at her slyly.

"And what would you like to snack today my little lady?" he asked crouching down to the height of the little girl, he found her tender thoughtful face funny and adorable.

She seemed to think for a moment. "Pancakes with strawberries look good!" she replied with a smile.

The demon smiled at the childlike innocence of the girl and the way her deceased mother's face was reflected in her features. He had to admit, that human was beautiful.

"Then we'll make some nice pancakes for a pretty little girl!" Sebastian lifted the little girl in his arms as he tickled her, setting aside the sheets and clothes he was laying out earlier.

They both headed inside the mansion.

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Arriving in the kitchen, Sebastian sat the little girl down at the wooden table. Taking off his coat and white gloves, the demon began to take out the ingredients from various drawers.

Meanwhile, (Y/N) tried to get off the table to fetch strawberries to go with her breakfast, but Sebastian stopped her.

"My young mistress, it is dangerous for you to try to climb down from high places by yourself, ask me for help next time. We've been over this."

"I'm sorry sebatian, but I get bored very easily and I want to help you." The girl apologized as she tried to escape from the demon's arms.

Sebastian sighed and shook his head. He looked at her with exasperation.

"Don't worry, I'll be done soon, after that we'll play some games if that's what you want." He said softly as he lifted the girl up and placed her back in the chair.

He also remembered that she liked to bake, so he went and made fresh bread too, after that they would play hide and seek outside or maybe have a picnic, whatever she wanted.

To the demon, these things didn't matter, as long as she was happy, he would be content to see her smile.

As she finished preparing, (Y/N) having gotten down from the chair, she began to help fetch various ingredients, until Sebastian turned around to check on her.

The girl was now kneeling by the large stove with a frying pan and wooden spoon in her hands. Sebastian's crimson eyes widened and he immediately removed her from the stove.

The demon took a deep breath and a small worried smile appeared on his red lips. He looked at her and sighed at his beloved human's insistence.

"Please don't make me worry. Look, if you are so bored here with me, you can go get the strawberries you want so much, but I must go with you" The male proposed.

The eyes (E/C) sparkled with excitement.

"YES! don't worry sebatian, I didn't mean to make you sad, (Y/N) it will be pascient" lamented the girl at the end of her prayer.

"Very well my beautiful lady, then I won't keep you waiting."

After ten minutes of work, the pancakes were ready.

Sebastian carried (Y/N) in his arms and, running at an unmatched speed, they arrived at the greenhouse where there were all kinds of plants. They entered the greenhouse and ran up to the fruit tree.

(Y/N) reached out for the plump strawberry hanging from a branch, Sebastian gently removed it, before placing it in the girl's awaiting hand.

The little girl grabbed the strawberry with a smile, before devouring it without any form of etiquette.

"This tastes delicious!" she exclaimed with her mouth still stuffed with fruit.

Sebastian smiled at her reaction and nodded as he too had enjoyed the experience greatly. Grabbing a basket from the attic where the gardening equipment was kept, Sebastian handed a basket to the girl.

(Y/N) gladly accepted it and went straight to the strawberries that were all the way down the bush. Meanwhile, the male did his thing, and faster, until he filled the entire basket.

"Young mistress, we must go. If we take any longer your breakfast will no longer taste good, come." Sebastian gently urged and smiled when he saw (T/N) hesitate.

"But I'm not done with my basket Can't we wait for me to fill it?" She asked hesitantly.

"With the strawberries I have in mine, it will be more than enough, Besides, don't you want me to make you a strawberry cream pie?". He replied with a sly, playful smile.

The girl smiled, almost drooling as she imagined the tasty dessert and shook hands with the demon, who reciprocated the gesture.

The two left the greenhouse, returning to the interior of the mansion, before entering the kitchen and heading to the dining table.

Soon the breakfast, which included the cake filled with leftover strawberries, was finished, and the little girl enjoyed her old dessert.

"Thank you sebatian, now can we play?". Said the girl, still licking the last crumbs off her fingers.

"Do you want to play hide and seek?" the male asked.

The girl smiled at the idea of hiding and the male searching for her.

"Come on, I know I'll beat you!" the girl enthused.

The black-haired man smiled and stroked the girl's head. Whenever they played, the demon always finished the game before he (Y/N) won.

In a sadistic way, the demon loved to see the little girl's annoyed gestures.

"All right my lady, I'll be slower this time."He smiled as he accepted her request.

The girl giggled and held up a finger.

"Wait, Sebatian, let me hide first, then you'll find me," she said as she pointed to a small closet behind a curtain by the kitchen door.

Sebastian's eyes narrowed. It was too obvious to hide there.

But he couldn't argue with the girl, otherwise (Y/N) would be mad at him for a whole day.

"Okay, that's fair enough, now hurry up and hide." Said the demon as he got up to leave the room.

The little girl took advantage of the situation and quickly disappeared behind the curtain.

After a few seconds, Sebastian heard a door close and stopped moving.

At that moment, the demon's ears picked up a strange sound coming from the garden.

This put his senses on alert, without waiting any longer, he took off in the direction of the garden.

His quick steps brought him there in less than a second. Sebastian closed his eyes, the sound of the wind and the blowing of the green leaves, everything was in order.

Until a creaking sound made the demon's crimson eyes open. Instantly his pupils dilated into catlike, Sebastian was in alert mode and that's when he decided to follow the sound of branches breaking.

As he approached, he was surprised to see a small boy dressed as a prince. Only six years old, the young boy was running from the demon as if his life depended on it.

It took him several seconds to process the situation, until the demon's sharp red eyes caught sight of something.

Something that looked like a pair of scissors fell to the ground, causing the young prince to fall to his knees in fright.

In that instant, Sebastian realized what the little boy was trying to do.

"Tell me, little one, what are you doing on my property, and why are you stealing fruit from the orchard?" the demon growled in annoyance.

Sebastian decided to calm down, returning to his more "normal" appearance.

The little boy just stared at him, still frightened of this strange and intimidating man.

"S-sorry sir, but my nanny won't let me eat fruit at this hour and my cupcakes don't have any sweets in them" the little brat confessed between whimpers.

Sighing, He picked up said scissors putting them inside his black frag.

"Well then, I'll keep this. And please child, don't break into this property again." The black-haired man's hard and serious look frightened the boy who was still lying on the lawn.

Their talk was interrupted when female screams attracted the attention of Sebastian's sharp ears.

"Sebatian, I don't want to play hide and seek anymore! It's boring if you can't find me, (Y/N) wants to eat!" Instantly the raven-haired man moved away from the bushes trying to hide the human.

His lady doesn't need to know about the human world and its cruelty.

"Come on, go away first brat. I don't want to use force, as I am very conscientious" The demon warned again, deepening his voice and making his eyes glow fushia.

The young man shrank back and crawled away, frightened of the strange man in front of him.

Sebastian sighed in relief.

So far (Y/N) he seemed fine, he thought as he looked toward the door that led to the ballroom and connected to the garden.

The last thing he wanted for his peaceful life [which is ironic since he is a demon], humans were not supposed to ruin his peace and taint his little human.

At that moment, (Y/N) turned to see him smiling happily at the sight of his beloved butler.

"Sebatian! I found you!" She announced excitedly with her face lighting up with joy.

After Sebastian had scared the little thief away, the butler headed towards the house with (T/N), leaving the doors locked with magic.

"Forgive me for my ineptitude, I was supposed to take care of ... a plague. But all is well now, would you like me to prepare something for you my lady?"

"No thanks Sebatian, I'm sleepy right now." (T/N) she said, looking away from the demon's serious gaze.

Sebastian took note of this fact, but his red eyes remained fixed on little girl.

Despite his pride as a powerful demon, fulfilling his contract and abiding by the orders of (Y/N)'s deceased mother; he couldn't help but appreciate and love the human girl. She was beautiful in her own way, intelligent and incredibly precious to him.

Although this was not mentioned aloud, it was a secret deep in his empty chest.

Being a good butler in the past and now, he felt compelled to know everything about his little human. He remembered every detail of her childhood, including the color of her hair and her favorite foods.

Although he couldn't explain how he felt about her, Sebastian knew he wanted to protect her forever. No matter what, he had vowed to never let anyone hurt her or let her experience the hells of the human world.

Thanks for reading, this blog is a hobby of mine and I'd really rather be a reader than a writer at the moment. For this reason I am not so active, sorry if there were inconveniences when reading.

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MONSTER // Yandere!Sebastian Michaelis x Reader [Part I]

FEMALE READER.

SUMMARY : Would you, like Doctor Faustus, sell your soul to the devil in change not for knowledge and power, but for temporary pleasure in order to subdue the eternal wounds inflicted upon your soul?

WORD COUNT : 3767 words.

GENRES : yandere!au (though not until the second part). modern!au. gothic fiction. implied smut. very little fluff if you squint. a failed attempt at writing comic relief.

WARNINGS : cheating. implied self-harm. implications of a suicide attempt. dark themes. underlying tones of blasphemy.

watch out for typographical/grammatical errors.

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Moments of desperation are what makes humans truly amusing creatures.

Desperate times call for desperate measures, they say. More frequent than they like to admit, people will rather luxuriate in fugacious rapture than endure the temporary, innate void, the fluctuation of events in their short, often wasted lives. Pain is inevitable, and so is the fulfillment that comes after it, yet there is no exact telling how long pain will last, and sometimes the so-called fulfillment or 'rainbow after the storm' isn't even fulfilling at all. Some people have short patience, deciding to no longer be shackled by their seemingly unceasing pain, unable to wait any longer for the elation they so craved for. And so they seek for band-aids, temporary protections from their inner hurt.

Little did they know that those seemingly promising band-aids will only prolong their misery.

Ah, and of course, you were one of those people. What? There was nothing wrong with basking in your well-deserved happiness. After all the afflictions that you had been through, being gifted pleasure was only righteous.

Your ex-fiance had left you. Had cheated on you, for specification. Others had deemed that reason for someone to almost take her life absurd, but they had no rights to. It wasn't them who was left insecure, anxious, and mentally scarred for life, so who were they to judge? You had loved him too much, too much to the point that all the love that you were able to give was spent on him, and gone forever when he left.

Now you couldn't love, you thought. Not even yourself. How could you? You weren't deserving of love, your ex-fiance had proven you that. You could easily be left for someone else.

Weeks and weeks of drinking, hoping to eventually destroy yourself and keep him off your mind, did nothing to relieve you of your suffering. You were tempted to cease your existence, every second of your pointless life. You coveted everyone else, wanting to wipe the ridiculous smiles that never failed to make your blood seethe off their faces, wanting to strangle them simply because they had better fates than you -- simply because they were enjoying their lives. You wanted to kill every single one of them. It was hard to control your compulsions. Why were they luckier than you? Why you, and not them?

You had stood atop an abandoned building one bleak night. The sky was black as ebony, the city still and serene. No lights, no sounds, nothingness; it had beckoned you. A final resting place. You had closed your eyes, letting the frigid wind feast on your numb, gored, exposed skin. Then, the stillness wavered so suddenly, and then wholly disappeared. Right behind you was an inexplicable noise of strong wind, footsteps following. A bass had reverberated inside your head, glasses clinking and bells ringing. Your heart began to pump quicker.

HE had been there as you opened your eyes. Your savior. Your master. The man clad in midnight. The man whose eyes had looked upon you ravenously, licking his lips as he feasted on your then trembling form. It felt as if his imperious stare was piercing and preying on your poor, poor soul.

Oh, that soul of yours. It was rotten, so full of loathing and desire for revenge. It was delicious. You would make a great meal, he had thought, snickering to himself.

He had been watching how miserable you had become. It was merely a curious peek at the human world he had deemed mundane for too long. He certainly wasn't expecting to stumble upon a delectable dish, your soul, and he didn't complain.

Yours was the only soul that he wanted. The only soul that stood out from the rest. He had made it his job to ascertain that he, alone, would be the one having you, eventually.

And there he was, on his dark glory, making you teeter on edges.

"What's wrong? Scared?"

Backing away, your feet had slipped off the concrete. Before you could even process your supposed death, you were lifted back up by darkness, enclosing you. He was still there. You had noticed that the darkness that brought you back was emanating from him. He seemed pleased now that you had trembled less. In his smile you could see the fangs that put all the blades you had used to shame. Swallowing the lump in your throat, you spoke feebly.

"Who -- w-what are you?"

You scrutinized him once again from head to toe. The clouds had parted, the full moon now gazing upon you. The satellite had confirmed that there was no body, but just a wan, smirking face which looked at you with authority, and then billowing darkness in the supposed body's stead. You had wondered if the onyx space was a black hole, luring everything close to it, including you, and eventually destroying it.

"I've come to unshackle you from your misery, little mortal." He began as, disturbingly, a body had formed, and stood in front of you was a completely normal, bedazzling young man. He'd approached you, and there was a bone-deep, ancient feeling of horror. The man had chuckled at your new disposition. "Ah, no... Do not fret. I am here to grant your wishes. All of them. And you have quite a lot, don't you?" He had whispered lowly, and you had every vein in you screaming for you to run -- which, you had thought, you should've done the minute you'd seen him, given that in every aspect, there was no way that he was a normal young man. For all you knew, minutes ago, he was just a head.

"You have problems, my dear, and you dearly want them to disappear, don't you? You don't really want to throw away the years of your life." He leaned closer, peering into your soul. "But, if you allow me to, I will fix them. I can fix everything."

The mumble had gone off before you could think straight. But really, could you still think straight during those days? "You can?" Your voice had faltered, and you began to quiver harder as he held your wrists, gently and almost fondly. That action had made your heart tingle with the slightest anticipation for the first time in a long, long time.

"Why, yes, my dear. I will fix everything for you. I will remove all your problems. I'm your genie. There is no need to be afraid of me, hm?"

You nodded slowly, your breathing going back to normal as you stared up at him. His presence was dominating you, and it was clear that he took luxury in it. "Hm. There we go."

"H-How can you f-fix my problems?"

"Oh, I'll show you... Once we had settled our contract, that is." The man had noticed your sudden skepticism and chuckled, shaking his head. "Oh, you needn't worry, for I always keep my end in a bargain. A deal's a deal, and even someone of my kind knows how to keep our promises, unlike you fickle humans."

Someone of his kind... You pondered. Who was that man? What was he, exactly?

"You needn't do much, really. However, there is only one thing I ask of you."

He'd added. Although the feeling of ancient horror crept further upon your entirety, there was also something compelling about the man, something you knew you could not resist. And so you had asked purposefully for the first time in what seemed like ages, holding onto his promises. He'd said that he could fix all of your problems, and you knew that you deserved to be acquitted of them.

"What is it?"

"YOUR SOUL."

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He began to call himself Sebastian. And he had taken your soul. You were his now; and his only, until forevermore. The man who called himself a genie was, in fact, not a genie, but a demon. A demon who had come to grant your wishes... in change for your soul. Your soul which you had so willingly given to him. You'd thought, anyway, that you didn't need a soul. You were soulless as could be, so if what a soul was what he wanted, then you had given it up so easily. It was an easy exchange, really, one that seemed to benefit you more than him, you had thought.

Sebastian had everything you had ever wanted, everything you had ever needed. He was superb at playing his role, true to the words he had uttered the first time you ever saw him, and there were a good lots of times when you had forgotten that this was merely a pretend relationship, a business done for mutual benefits. He would be at your service whenever you needed it, spoiling you with all the wealth unimaginable, and going on dates with you wherever place you had suggested.

On one occasion, you went to the amusement park wherein he played every game, took his role of being 'the boyfriend who plays for his girlfriend and gives her a cute prize in the end' so seriously and won every single prize that the owner had reproached you two, fuming, and decided to ban you from the park. You went home with your car filled to the brim with stuffed animals, barely having enough space to breath and see clearly. Sebastian had frowned that he played fair and square and that he paid for every game he played, so it was illogical for the owner foam at the mouth. You had chuckled and told him to not be an overachiever next time while he tucked a kitten plush on his lap as he drove back home.

There had been a time in your life when you dreamt of having the perfect boyfriend. It was an innocent phase, and you were naive to the world's cruelty, wishing for someone who would stick with you all the time, bring you nothing but joy and laughter, and shelter you like how a prince protects his princess. None of those happen in real life though, but for brief, sudden moments, when Sebastian was looking at anywhere but you, you had often thought of him being what you once wanted. He successfully filled the void in your heart, and at moments, you would smile at one another, and then your wishful thinking would stop due to the appearance of his fangs, painfully reminding you once more of this game of pretend, of that he was an actor of his own class, of that he was a demon whose sole interest was your soul. And one, even without being told, knew that one does not fall in love with demons, for they are the epitome of eternal suffering, the predators that humans, like you, had been compelling for thousands of years. And yet, there you were. You would have been burned at the stake, if not worse, had your little secret been discovered. But it never would be, that Sebastian had assured you.

You had thought that he must have felt the fluctuations in your feelings, the sudden longing and genuine warmth you felt towards him, and so he gave strict reminders that those feelings would give fruit to naught. He would break off his role at times when your heart blossomed, and his true nature which you had almost forgotten was suddenly foreign and terrifying to you. The room would grow dark, everlasting emptiness spewing from his side while he eyed you, and you felt a thousand times inferior, mortified, at that look. And for a very brief moment of sheer dread, his form would morph into horror unfathomable.

Though he appreciated your life revolving around him, as it should be, he did not relish the involvement of real human feelings in any form, with the exception of anything relating to the seven deadly sins. Something as soft as love was preposterous. It enraged him for you to develop such feelings, again, though they were still budding, even if it was meant for him. Emotions such as that would only tarnish and reduce the soul he was building like a perfect gourmet into a tasteless, waste of food.

For you to rid those budding human emotions and turn your life's focus anywhere but the path of eternal life, he had made temptation an easy access, with lust being his specialty. While waiting for the right time to seek out your revenge by plotting a thing so abominable, something you never knew you were capable of thinking, and something that your old self would never have approved of, to the bastard who had severed you, Sebastian had provided you with entertainment so profound and undeniable that each day you feared that you could not go on without it. That you could not go a day without you looking up between his knees, crying at his mercy, without you arching and begging for him as he did his ways on the right places on your body, without him treating you like his princess at daylight and his personal whore at night, whispering and influencing you with further blasphemy as he twitched inside you.

He went on and on, had done you like no man in the world could ever do you, and you were so enamored by the luxury of pleasure he had offered that once, you had come to a point wherein you had nothing else in your mind except for the thought of him ramming into you and reminding you of who owns you, and thoughts of the people you sought vegeance for have their necks spewing off their thick, warm blood, followed by them falling down, preferrably from an elevated setting, and eventually, being dead.

At times, he would do you in front of the mirror to let himself bask in his glorious form which was ravishing yours, then he would suppress barking out a thunderous laughter and only smirk at how horribly filthy you looked underneath his power. Look at you, completely immersed in the darkness, soul so murky that he was beginning to grow more and more uneasy with the intolerable longing to finally devour your entirety. But he knew he would have to wait longer.

It wasn't time to harvest a fruit which hadn't fully ripened yet.

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The smell of coffee wafted through the slightly ajar doors, and groggily you sat up, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. You concluded that dawn was still raw, meaning there were still plenty of hours before your usual morning call, but you stood up nonetheless, the aroma beckoning you to trudge towards the kitchen where you saw Sebastian just about to prepare for making breakfast. Two cups of almond coffee sat upright on the counter, still hot.

You thought he looked to you a husband. Contributing to the sudden sentimentality were the too late yet too early hour and your partially asleep state. A husband. Sebastian looked to you like a husband. You smiled, and then, for a moment, thought of frowning wistfully.

Sebastian sensed your feelings, and he was irked. Seemed like your soul still needed some honing to be done to. How long would he need to wait? But no... He could wait even a thousand years, hell, because time was nothing to creatures of his kind, and because your ripened soul would certainly be worth the wait.

"Sebby..." You called out. He looked back, an accustomed smile gracing his gentle yet at the same time sharp features. "Good morning, my dear. I was just about to wake you up. Hungry? Well, just in time as I am about to make breakfast. Have some coffee for the mean time, my love."

You plopped yourself down the chair and he settled the other cup on the table in front of you. You looked up to him. "You're up early... 'Smatter?"

He seemed to be pouting, then his lips curved downwards to a complete frown. "Why, have you forgotten what today is all about, love? My, this is quite painful to me, you know?" He clutched his chest, as if to emphasize.

"Wait. What is today?"

Sebastian tutted. "We are going on a cruise date today. Have you really forgotten? We need to be there by 6 o'clock sharp. It's a special day." He then patted your head and ruffled your hair, and if it were before, your stomach would've somersaulted at his actions, but now fully-awake, thanks to the coffee, you thought better and had better control of yourself. You glanced at the clock. It read 3:56 AM. There were still plenty of time. But of course, your boyfriend more than liked being punctual.

Finishing the rest if your coffee in one gulp (plus the burning sensation you felt on your tongue immediately afterwards), you stood up and went to him, who was now busying himself with making breakfast.

"I can help with that. I really missed cooking..." At your remark, Sebastian had a brief look of horror on his face. "Dear, no offense, but as much as you miss cooking, and as much as I'd like for you to enjoy yourself, we cannot risk to burn the kitchen for the third time since moving here."

"I busied myself watching cooking videos on YouTube these past few days, so it can't be as bad as before. Just let me try once!"

You were suddenly very exuberant that Sebastian feared there was something else in that coffee which you just drank. He firmly shook his head and said, "Love, no."

"But!"

"Ah-ah-ah~"

You reached out for the slotted spatula, which he denied you of by raising the hand holding your desired item. He was a great lot taller than you were, and he often smirked at this fact, just like what he's doing now. You jumped to reach it, and then again, and again, and then you had overused that ability which was why you fell into his chest the next time you jumped. Instincts made you wrap your arms around his waist, and deciding that the position was rather cozy, you impeded the day's work by luxuriating in your current position. His perfume had a class of its own, or was he even using perfume? Maybe that's just how he naturally smelled: intolerably good. Maybe that's how demons smelled. You weren't even hiding the fact that you were sniffing him. And he, for the nth time, was more than unimpressed.

The moment he thought that you were finally done pestering him, he made a fatal mistake. You swiftly took the spatula from his then relaxed hand and moved away, giggling childishly. Sebastian rolled his eyes before watching you for the next five minutes with bated breath as you successfully murdered the immaculate breakfast you were supposed to have. The bacons became charcoal. He declared with dread "T-That's enough!" and looked at you with the see-what-I-told-you kind of look on his face.

You sighed helplessly. You really thought you wouldn't mess up this time. "Oh, all right! I should just fix our things. Has the --"

"That's already been taken care of."

Your mouth gaped. How -- then you remembered: demons don't need sleep, so he mostly spent midnight packing your things. Sometimes the fact awed you, and this event was one of those times. Sometimes you had wondered what it felt like to be a demon who needed no sleep. How great would it be to watch your desired Netflix shows unceasingly, and to think about creative ways to choke your ex-boyfriend and the whore he cheated on you with without suddenly yawning and getting interrupted by lethargy.

Sebastian sighed as he looked at you. "Since you've already wasted five precious minutes of defiling our food, why don't you take a shower now? Be a good girl for me, won't you dear?"

"Won't you join me? Won't we bathe together, Sebby?~"

"Please don't act so carnal this early in the morning."

You pouted. "Says the horny one."

Sebastian blinked, stupefied, and then cleared his throat. "We cannot afford to be even seconds late for our appointment today. You have already wasted five minutes of --"

"-- Murdering, defiling, and what else-ing your precious bacon, yeah yeah."

"That." He sighed once more. "You know that once either of us begins, neither can stop. But we must always present ourselves properly to others. Besides, there is plenty of time to do that later, after the main objective of this day, which you should be focusing on. You remember now?"

You nodded silently.

"Good. Now, go and take a bath. I have already prepared your changing clothes."

You obeyed docilely and took twenty minutes of liberty to wash yourself.

While soaking yourself in the frigid temperature, thoughts came whirling inside your mess of a mind. The main objective of this special day, of your date with Sebastian.

Yes, the root of it all, why out of the blue you decided to plan a date so expensive when you could've just gone to the museum if you wanted a regular date. But what you wanted was something more than that, something much more malignant.

'When stalking one's prey, it is best to take one's time.'

And so you had. It was not your ex himself who was your immediate prey -- for he had long vanished to only the devil knows where, and you intended to seek him, saving him for last -- but the whore he cheated on you with. She, apparently, had a new man to play around with this time. This new bastard, too, had a significant other, a wife, an information you discovered through a thorough investigation you conducted, guided by Sebastian. You had deemed the fact that the woman was skilled at her job, being a homewrecker, worthy of a sardonic snicker.

Homewreckers, whether fully knowing the action they took part in or not and being just another used bystander, more than deserved a punishment worse than the death penalty, at least in your opinion.

It was Sebastian who discovered her scheduled cruise date. When he told you, your mind instantly formulated a plan. And though you had never been fond of the vast, azure ocean, being by Sebastian's side while executing the plan which had been in your mind for a long time now was more than a considerable compensation.

Red obscured your vision as you looked at the bathroom's floor tiles.

Yes, today is indeed going to be a special day, you thought.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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