#Sebastian Michaelis x fem!reader
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Distracted pt 2
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It’s finally here! First post of 2024, took me long enough.
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A month went by after your… meeting with Sebastian in your room. An entire month. While you knew that wasn’t going to be a regular thing you figured something would’ve changed, maybe some light flirting here and there but no it went right back to the way it was for him. Daily tasks, chores, cooking and tending to the young Lord. Thats what your days were filled with. You sigh to yourself as you think about the events that happened between you two, the heat in your cheeks becoming obvious to anyone around. Thankfully you were alone right now. You pat your cheeks and mutter to yourself for being so easy for this man, not to mention now that it’s happened you can’t help but imagine what he meant by breaking you.
“Trust me darling, I’d break you…” echoed in your head, your cheeks becoming hotter and spread through to your ears and core.
Fuck. Not again.
You can’t be distracted again so soon, yes it’s been a month of you sneaking a self session or two but Sebastian satiating you only made your hunger that more intense when it came on. You glance around, the library was hardly used during this time of day unless the young lord wasn’t finished with his studies. Nobody would be coming. Not for awhile at least. It wouldn’t hurt to sneak one here right?
Right?
You shake your head and slap your cheeks. What are you thinking?! Anywhere outside your private quarters is unforgivable and you’d be fired on the spot if someone heard or found you. Can’t risk that, you’ll just wait for tonight to try and silently tap one out. As you exit the library you cross paths with Sebastian who was making his way there. You give him a soft smile and he stops walking to speak with you.
“Y/n. How is your day going?” He asks
“All is well. I just finished dusting the library and I’m now moving onto the windows.” as you explain what you’re going about doing you swore you saw Sebastian’s eyes dart to your lips. He was probably just listening, right? Probably.
“You’re working efficiently today. No distractions?” He teased and you immediately break out into a blush, not like your previous one hadn’t died out yet. “S-Sebastian!” You whisper as you try and hide your face from him. How embarrassing.
“Perhaps your distractions are worse now, hm?” He lets himself be amused about how easy you were to fluster. There you are, a mess in front of Sebastian. You felt your panties become wet from your excitement from the thought and tease. “P-please don’t tease me. It makes things difficult..” you admit, figuring that it was probably best to just be honest with the man. His eyebrows raise ever so slightly and a grin creeps onto his lips. “I’ll only do it when appropriate.” He walks past you and into the library to do whatever and you rush the opposite direction
You sigh as you continue about your day, assisting the others with tasks and it seemed like they were having a very….how do you put this? Shitty day, nothing was going right for them and you found yourself cleaning up more than you were helping. Your calm day was now hectic and tedious. At least you weren’t stuck in your head anymore, that was a plus. But it was obvious with all these set backs, not only were your three coworkers stressed but on top of that you all knew Sebastian was getting fed up.
That evening, while the others were getting extra work put on them as punishment, you were able to actually enjoy some alone time around the manor. You were doing another last sweep with your eyes to see if there was any last minute things you could do before heading to your quarters for the evening. Passing the grand staircase, the familiar statures of the Young Lord and Sebastian were walking down. You move out of their path and give a respectful bow of the head. “Young Lord, where are you off to at this time of night? Do you need me to fetch a coat, it is quite brisk outside.” You offer, awaiting the reply.
“I’ve been summoned for the evening for a mere meeting. It’s quite the pain. Sebastian will fetch the coat.” He said plainly, obviously not wanting to leave he comfort of his manor for this meeting. As Ciel declared that he would wait in the carriage Sebastian took this brief moment to speak with you. “Y/n, I must thank you for helping clean up those buffoons’ multiple messes. You assisted me a great deal. Keep up the good work.” Praise from Sebastian was no simple feat so your night was made and you decided to go to the bath and celebrate as well as you could with the alone time you knew you had in the servants area.
To your disappointment you found out that your own fingers weren’t enough for your hunger. Sure you got off but it wasn’t what you craved. You needed something, well someone inside you. The sleepless nights began from there out. You slept, but not much. Another week passes and you’ve been going about your daily routine in hopes you’d collapse from exhaustion sooner or later. The same routine with barely any events or excitement. Sebastian was still distant and busy with his own duties to pay much mind to you, the only thing you’d get is a greeting and maybe a few words exchanged throughout, as well as the occasional glance or two. Those glances gave you hope that he was still interested in you.
It was finally your turn for the bath and you couldn’t have waited any longer.
You ran your water.
Undressed.
And stepped into the tub.
A satisfied sigh leaves your lips as you began to slowly touch yourself in the bath, you couldn’t help but try again to not only relax yourself but pleasure yourself. You finish faster than normal yet still hungry for more, nevertheless you finish up your bath rather quickly afterwards. Stepping out of the bath room you return to your own room. You dress into your nightgown and lay in your bed trying to get warm quickly due to your damp hair catching every chill in the air.
You fall asleep.
You were woken up by the most subtle knock at the door, you flutter your eyes open as you heard the last few knocks and you rub your eyes and sit up quickly. Did you oversleep?? It was still dark. You hurry to the door and open it to see the figure of Sebastian standing in front of you.
“If I want some more fun. You’ll hear a knock. Now rest.” Echoed in your head as you look up at the red eyed butler.
“Good Evening.” He simply says, his voice lower and softer than usual.
“H-hello. Good Evening. Is all well?” You ask shyly as you step aside to invite him in. Watching as he enters your room you couldn’t help the thoughts flooding your mind. Your body reacting to his presence, you bit your lip as you wait for a hint, a confirmation, something to give you the okay to jump this man here and there. Sebastian looked over his shoulder before turning his body towards you. “I do hope I didn’t..” he began. His hand moving to unbutton his tailcoat. “..bother you.” He finished.
Oh my God.
His eyes were eating you alive. Those red orbs just drinking you in. Your body reacts immediately, soaking through your panties yet again, your skin getting goosebumps, the hair standing on the back of your neck. It was hitting you hard and he was only looking at you.
“Y-you’re never a bother, Sebastian. W-what can I h-help you with.”
Shit you’re stuttering. You wanted to sound flirtatious there. So much for that.
A low growl of amusement leaves his throat as he takes off his tailcoat and gloves. Watching this man strip the most basic clothing was the most attractive thing you have ever seen. “Don’t tell me you forgot what I said last time, Y/n.” The same echo plays.
“If I want some more fun. You’ll hear a knock.”
You remember that the knock was extremely subtle but yet, you somehow heard it while deep in sleep. Is that what he meant? No matter. He’s here now, undressing in front of you. Looking at you. Wanting you. You eye him up and down and you breathe deeply. “Would you like some assistance with your clothing?” You ask, miraculously without stuttering or stumbling your words. His eyebrow raises and his arms lower. “Please.” He simply says and you close the distance and began to undress this man. His skin smooth, cold, and gorgeous. You drink him in. Knowing if he came here on his own accord, you were about to get wrecked.
“Enjoying the show, dear?”
Wait did he really just use a pet name? No…Really? You take it without saying anything.
“Very much so..” you breathe out. Soon you feel two hands on your waist, gently grabbing your gown. “May I?” Ever the gentleman. “Of course.” You look up at him and his gaze sends another shiver down your entire body. The cold night air graces your skin and you couldn’t help but react a little to the suddenly exposed. Your arms hugged your body as you tried to get accustomed to the air around you, before you could a pair of hands grab your arms “Are you getting bashful on me or are you merely chilled?” He looked amused. You couldn’t help but grin ever so slightly. “Warm me up please?” A request? Are you insane? You’re lucky enough that Sebastian was here in the first place and not you’re making requests? “Well, since you asked so politely.” He replied. He is voice barely a whisper as he lifted you to the bed, your legs naturally wrapping around him as he placed you down. You didn’t want him far anymore, you needed him close, inside you. The lust you had for him was almost unnatural, yes you’re a horny bastard but it’s not ever this bad for one sole person. As handsome as he is, there was something threatening too. But none of that mattered in this moment, his hands dancing across your bare legs, teasing as he gets closer to your undergarment protecting your center. You didn’t realize the breath you were holding until you let it go from anticipation, your legs already beginning to tremble from his touch. “Darling y/n, you’re this excitable?” A subtle scoff of amusement escapes him as he began to take off your panties, a trail of your ‘excitement’ connecting you and the small piece of cloth as he slid them down. Your eyes meet his as he throws them aside, finally touching you. You bite your lip as he began to rub circles on you, your eyes rolling behind your eyelids. “Eyes on me.” He commanded lowly, you obey and look right at his red orbs that seemed to be glowing, you must already have the fog from pleasure and are seeing things a little funny…
You somehow stifled a moan when his fingers entered you and began to stroke your walls in a magical rhythm. You can’t already be building that fast, that’s just not fair. He could feel your body react and tighten round is long fingers. You were hopeless. “There’s the filthy girl I know” he says right as you’re inching towards your climax. “Don’t cum yet. I’m not finished.” Don’t cum? Excuse me? You do your best to hold it off but any flex or attempt you tried only made it feel better which obviously didn’t assist in any way. Your legs tense up and you bite your finger to hopefully hide the fact you just came. His eyes looked annoyed almost as he slipped his fingers out. “Tsk tsk, you can’t do one simple thing for me?” He asks and stands, all amusement vanished. “I-I’m sorry.” You mutter out between soft breaths. “Looks like I’ll stop playing nice then.” He undid his pants and got his cock into his hand, no words were exchanged just a simple look and you knew what he wanted. You moved and took him in your hand, stroking in a steady rhythm, hoping, praying you were starting to please him back, he made no sound of pleasure. Not a grunt not a sigh not even a twitch. You grit your teeth and part your lips, taking him into your mouth. “Good girl.” There it is. Now you got your praise, you’re happy. You bobbed your head and looked up at him, he looked regal almost with how he was looking down on you. His palm placed on the back of your head as he pushed himself deeper into your throat, almost making you gag on his length. A few more very difficult strokes of that and he released you from that torment and pushed you back onto the bed. “Take it like a good girl now.” He effortlessly slid inside you as he pulled your hips close. You gasp and put your hands over your mouth to suppress any unholy sounds that threatened to escape this room. He immediately began to pound your wanting pussy, reaching deep into your core and sending waves of euphoria through your body. How can someone feel this good? How can one person be so addicting? It was supernatural almost.
With one hand holding your hip and the other moving your hand away from your mouth, his perfect hair that was always in place, was slightly messier. “Let me hear those filthy little noises you try and hide.” Did he want the other staff to hear?? You still attempted to remain semi quiet as humanly possible as he ravaged your walls. As hot as it was you’d like to not have your coworkers know of your lewd sounds in the midnight hours, especially for WHO and why they came to be. That embarrassment may just kill you if anyone said anything about it.
Sebastian on the other hand didn’t like this ever so slightly louder moaning you’ve given him. Knowing you were holding back his quirked an eyebrow and moved the hand on your hip to your lower stomach, pushing a bit. This made his presence inside you that much more noticeable and you gasp at the sudden sensation change. It was intense, almost too much so. Dizziness taking over your mind as your eyes roll back once again, feeling a grip on your jaw, making you look at him once more. Fluttering your eyes open, seeing this visual come into focus was enough to send anyone to the pearly gates happily. He was enchanting, his figure over you, somehow glowing yet just too dark to make out many details below his waist, his glowing eyes piercing your soul and his melodic voice commanding you to be such a good girl for him. Your core yet again started to build another climax as your body temperature began to rise with the build. “You’re going to hold out for me this time, understand?” This was definitely a command and you did your best to obey. Adjusting your hips slightly so it wasn’t so much, at this point it was hopeless to not let those pornographic sounds leave your throat, you’ll just accept your fate with the embarrassment. As well as you were doing, pacing yourself as much as you could and trying to prevent another premature orgasm you kept building. “S-Sebastian please I-“ barely able to breathe out as he looked at you. “Beg for permission then.” His unamused gaze hurting your pride as you began to beg for your life. “Please Sebastian allow me to cum… I need to do bad and I- I can’t hold on m-much longer, I’ll be a good girl I swear it. Please let me cum.” The slew of words trailed out your mouth and flooded the air. Seemingly pleased with this begging he gave a single nod and upped his pace, the steady building became a rocket launch and you were thrown over the edge, your body tightening and all air leaving your lungs as you let out a long moan into a pillow you were able to grab in the process of it all. Sebastian fucked you through your orgasm and your entire body felt hot, like you were on fire. Again, how can someone feel this way? So perfect?
Without a moment to catch your breath, you felt your body flip onto your stomach, “on your knees.” He wasn’t done with you. As you obeyed and got on all fours he pushed your head down into the mattress below you. He slid right back into you without another word, picking up pace quickly afterwards. You thought it was intense before but this was a new level, thanks to whatever God that was looking out for you for the pillows and sheets that were stifling your noises. Although even with your moans muted the absolute vulgar sounds of both your bodies were filling the room, surely leaking into the hall. You’ve never felt such bliss though. Body on fire and mind like putty, you just prayed you could withstand this enough to pleasure him in return. Silent as ever he was, just breathing slightly heavier than his usual daily sighs. You looked back at him and his eyes were devouring your body, how it was reacting to him and just how good you were being for him. You didn’t move nor shy away from his intense pacing, you just took the borderline abuse. He slowed, coming to a bearable pace and allowing you to catch your breath. Your gaze unwavering from him as you two finally met eyes. “You’re doing much better than anticipated, yet it won’t be enough at this rate.” Blunt as always. “W-what do you mean?” You asked with dejection in your voice. Why weren’t you enough? Was your pussy just not pleasurable to this man?? “I do need you to be able to walk, I’d rather not have to find a replacement for you while you recover.” He explained, how could he hurt you that bad with just sex? I get being sore and maybe having to slow your walking pace a little bit not to the point of recovery time. You feel his cock slide out of you, a soft sigh of pleasure leaving your lips one last time as you sity on your now very dirty sheets.
“I’d hate for you to not finish…again..” you look down at your hands, embarrassed by your lack of skill. The sounds of clothing getting put on filled your ears, then along came a soft scoff of amusement. “Y/n, it’s perfectly fine. I appreciate your concern for my pleasure, but this was simply a test on how far I could push you without harming you. You impressed me, not the other way around.” In disbelief you looked up at him and you were met with his gentle smile that melted anyone lucky enough to witness it. “Now get some rest.” Not this again. He walked over and placed his lips onto your forehead, leaving a gentle kiss on your skin. Suddenly you became extremely fatigued, no exhausted and fell asleep right then. You fought it, you didn’t want to not at least walk him to your door like a decent human but alas, it overtook you faster than you could process.
“Rest”
That was the last thing you heard echo in your mind as you fell into darkness.
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Hello , i hope your doing great . Would you please do a scenario for yandere undertaker and yandere sebastian (separately) x fem reader. Reader doesn't want to marry them so she tries to run away away at the wedding day but fails and gets captured ? Thank you ❤
.｡*♡ Warnings: Yandere content, fem reader, kidnapping, implied murder, threats.
Marriage is nothing more than a union between two people before God, so for Sebastian this does not carry the same meaning. For him, marriage only symbolizes what in his conception is already true: that you are his in every way and now the marriage certificate proves it. Even if you oppose to this marriage, Sebastian doesn't care.
Although he would love for you to give your opinion on the decorations or the type of cake you would like have at the wedding, he knows you are still in denial so he plans everything himself. From the hanging chandelier, to the flowers in the bouquet, to the dress you're wearing that he sewed himself, every little detail meticulously planned to be perfect.
He knows that humans like to be surrounded by their parents, relatives and friends on a special day like these, and if you had behaved they would all really be here. But it's better this way, just you, him and the priest who officiated the ceremony. That way he doesn't have to kill your parents and friends in front of you when you shout and scream about everything you've been through with him. Even though part of him wished this had happened, with no one else out there waiting for you, looking for you, praying, you would have only him. Only him.
Maybe he would kill them and return to your side, blood dripping from his hands and face as he kisses and touches you. Maybe he would even tell you what he did and how he did it to observe your reactions. If you like to act like he's the biggest evil in the world, maybe he'll give you a reason to hate and fear him. Maybe, but he won't act on those thoughts if you don't force his hand. The same hand with which he fixes your hair and makes your makeup, circling you to get a view of you from all sides.
"I will wait for you at the altar, my dear," His tone was soft, but there was an implicit promise of death in his eyes, a bloodthirsty glint that you had been able to witness many times before. Just for a second longer Sebastian stands there, looking at you through the mirror and then he smiles and leaves.
Your heart beats quickly inside your chest, it beats like it has never beat before. Your nerves are on edge, but you have to calm down and take a deep breath. You know what Sebastian is, you know how strong he is, but you know that an opportunity like that is unique and you must take advantage of it. You must escape now.
Running away isn't hard, well, actually it is a little, because you're wearing a dress and high heels but you kick them all and hold them hem of your dress up. And you run. You run as you never ran on your life. You know Sebastian is busy with tons of things, plus you are supposed to come a little late, as you are the bride. But you clearly underestimate him.
He may not be with you physically but as a demon he has his ways of knowing where you are and how you are, he can feel your heart beating, he can taste your fear and apprehension. And he loves it, he loves knowing your fear him, to know you are opposed to this marriage, given time he knows you come around.
But for now he enjoys the chase. He excuse himself for a moment to go meet you halfway through your attempting escape. You can hear his beautiful little laugh, can see his shadows but when you look behind your shoulder there's nothing there. He is playing with you, getting you even more frightened before trapping you in his arms so tight not even air can arrive at your lungs. His hand closes on your throat as he look at you, eyes red with animalistic excitement. "Dear me, look what we have here." He muses, watching you breathe hard, beads of sweat running down your forehead.
"Sebastian... What a pleasure to see here." Your reply is sarcastic, weak. But it makes him smile as he caress your face lovingly, as lovingly as a demon can, though you feel dirty at every touch, at every moment you're trapped under his creepy stare.
"You run away like a little lost mouse so I've came to get you back right where you belong. Don't make things harder than necessary, darling." It's his final warning. You know, you can feel in your bones that if you are to try anything again he would retaliate.
He has been doing a great job at keeping his demonic tendencies in check even when you snarled and yelled at him those past few weeks. But there truly nothing you could do? There was nothing you could try? His hand held yours, guiding you, the oppressive silence making you even more uncomfortable.
And when the priest asked "do you accept this man as your lawful and only husband?" All you could do was stare at him, tongue numb, members tired before answering. "I do."
And like a mouse, you were caught in Sebastian's trap. One you could never escape.
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Marriage. What a strange concept. Why people get married, that's what Undertaker thought when checking humans' memories. They all got married, they all had children, they all had their ups and downs together, yet they loved each other. Is love really that essential for humans? He didn't know, but he had a lot of questions to ask. And many of them answered themselves when you appeared in his life.
You had recently lost someone and like a wounded bird, you walked into his funeral home. It was like destiny. It was like a lever had been pulled in his brain, like he could finally see colors and feel the warmth of the sun on his skin after so long without those things. He was drawn to you, enchanted by your words. And everything else was history.
Undertaker knew that humans are fragile and fearful, and he tried to woo you the right, human way. Giving you flowers, walking with you, hearing you talk. And everything would have worked out if you hadn't discovered that he wasn't human, that he was a Shinigami and desperately tried to get away from him. He didn't want to kidnap nor threaten you but he grown desperate. He didn't want to lose the feelings you gave him, he didn't want to let you go. So he did what was necessary, he gave you a new home, he gave you books and lines for you to sew and weave if you wanted. He gave you everything you wanted but your freedom.
A marriage was bound to happen because he wanted you to experience this little enjoy. But also because he wanted to tie you to him even more, to make you his wife and be able to truly calls his wife. The ceremony is not as beautiful and organized as Sebastian's, but he supposes is the thought that counts. He buys you a really cute white dress and make-up, and he lets you get ready alone. As the bride and the groom can't see each other till they're both on the altar or something like this, honestly he doesn't understand this saying. Why can't he see you? He wants to see you!
But he controls himself, he has to. He stands on the altar with the priest at his side. He hums and waits impatient. Meanwhile you is running away so hard that everything else turns into a blur, people, voices, sounds, smells, everything is a blur as you run and pray for someone to save you. Anyone. Tears flow from your eyes when in the distance you see his silvery long hair and dangerous green eyes staring at you. You tremble, biting your lip so hard not to scream that you can taste blood on your tongue, you force your legs to work more than they can handle, you're sure later on your feet would be filled with blisters but you don't care about it now.
Though it's not enough. It's not enough and you hated it. You hear him mumbling while he catches up with you, a part of you is surprised he isn't actually going to pull his scythe from wherever he keep it and reap your soul right here and now. The part of you who is still in love with him wavers for a second, you think only for a second if it's worth to try, if you actually can win against him, if can actually escape and your hesitation is all he needs for him to close his arms around your body tightly. He breathes hard, warm air hitting your neck as you feel him still against you, afraid of losing you. Afraid of losing everything.
"Why did you run, sugar? Wasn't I good enough for you? Didn't I treat you right?" He was whispering right at your ear. And that was much more scarier than having him screaming or having him threatening to hit you. "Don't you love me anymore? That can't be, right? You must be a little scared, oh sweetheart I know marriage is a big step but everything's going to be fine. I can take care of everything, leave all the work to me."
As if to made you pity him even more, you could little tears streaming down his face and onto your back, timidly, slowly. A sour taste lingers on your mouth. You can't escape now. You can't escape now that he is so on alert, every little move you make would be under his eyes. You can't escape now but you certainly can play your card right. And the right thing to do now was surrender yourself. Surrender and wait for an opportune moment.
For now you let him fix your dress and hair carefully, and then drag you to that damned altar. It's suffocating, insufferable. And there's nothing you can do about it. He holds your hand as he slips the ring into your finger and look at you like you hung the stars in the sky.
"I do." You say as you stare at him. In the future your attempt would be successful but for now you may entertain him.
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Simptember 2022.
Day 1 - a beast in men’s clothing.
Sebastian Michaelis x Fem!Reader
This story is a smut story for simptember, I’ll be writing more characters x reader one shots for simptember and if you want to see a character please let me know...
You must be 18 years or older to read this...
🔞⚠️NO MINORS ALLOWED⚠️🔞
A/N: this is a part two to my smutcember one shot, Compensating.
Summary: Sebastian gives you more then what you wanted and in turn he finds you quite useful.
Word count: 1.6k
CW: NSFW and adult content, oral f!Receiving and m!Receiving, unprotected sex, pet name (lamb/little lamb), hair pulled, nipple play, dacryphilia and rough sex.
It had been a week since Sebastian had spent the night with you and you’d found it difficult to focus on anything other then him, you stood in the kitchen in your own little world thinking of that night, thinking of the way Sebastian softly washed your skin, the way he roughly grabbed your body, the delicious stretch of his girth and the ungodly pressure he put on your hips, you ache for days but it was worth it. You had been craving the man every moment of the day since that night and no matter what you did you just weren’t quite satisfied, your fingers weren’t getting you where he got you to and everything else you tried just fell short.
You stared blankly at the wall picturing Sebastian forcing you onto your knees before gagging you on his thickness and choking you on his seed, you were so lost in thought you didn’t even notice the tall figure looming behind you, “are you just wasting time or is there a reason for you to mindlessly stare at the wall?” A voice questioned which coursed you to jump and turn to face the person, it was the butler you’d been fantasising about for the past week. You swallowed and blushed instantly breaking eye contact with the man, you heard him chuckled before he lifted your chin and leaned into your face, “are you thinking of me?” Sebastian hummed as if he knew the answer already, “you’re becoming far too obvious, if your so desperate all you have to do is ask” he smiled and pecked your lips. Looking into your eyes Sebastian spoke in a demanding tone, “do it, ask me! Now” he grip on your chin tightened and his lips brushed against yours as he spoke, “I… can we… I need…” you stumble over you words and Sebastian chuckled, “you need what?” He whispered, “say it” you broke eye contact and took a shaky breath, “you… I need you, I… I keep thinking of that night, of you and your…” your eyes trail down to his pants and Sebastian laughed out before forcing you to look at him, “tonight at 2:30am, be ready for me” he spoke slowly before turning and leaving you.
You sat at your vanity desk combing your hair, you had bathed and changed out of your uniform and into a nightgown you’d got a while back, you watched the minutes tick by as you waited for the man and when there was a soft knock on your door, you jumped to your feet and quickly opened the door. As you expected you were met with the site of the tall handsome butler, “you’re early” you smiled and stepped aside for the man, Sebastian entire your room and sat at your vanity desk. You locked your door before turning to see the man twirling a pair of you underwear on his finger, “if these are here, what do you have hidden under there for me” Sebastian gave you a devilish smile and licked his lips, you blushed and patted down the hem of your nightgown, “I’m… there’s nothing underneath” you clasped your hands together and focused your eyes on the ground, “how sinister” he hummed as he stood and walked over to you. Sebastian hand gripped you wrist as he pulled you towards your bed, in a one swift movement he threw you onto the bed before kneeling down at the bedside, you quickly sat up on your legs and fixed you nightgown that had rode up, “what are you doing, why aren’t you on the bed?” You asked and the man laughing. Sebastian grabbed the tops of your thighs and pulled them, this caused you to fall back and your legs to lift up and open for the man to have a full view of your lower region, you gasped and tried to pull your legs closed but was stopped by the strong hands holding your legs open, “don’t get shy now” Sebastian chuckled as he kissed your inner thigh.
Sebastian trailed teasing kissed up and down your inner thigh, until you were crying for more and when he finally moved where you needed him, he only gave you light butterfly kisses over your entrance, “please Sebastian…” you let out a desperate sob as one of your hands tangled into his hair. Sebastian chuckled and licked along your entrance up to your clit, you watched the man as he took long slow licks at your lower lips, you moaned and whined loudly as his tongue explored you more, diving deeper and flicking faster. Soon Sebastian focused only on you clit flicking his tongue over it repeatedly before taking it between his lips and suckling on it, you cried out as a knot quickly built up in your lower stomach, “I’m… close…” you gasped out in a broken stumble as you bucked your hips into his face, however this didn’t last long as he roughly grabbed your hips and groaned into your cunt, which sent you over the edge. You leg lifted high into the air, as your joints seized up and your body shook, you let out satisfied moans that bounced off the walls of the small room.
You sat on the bed looking as Sebastian undressed, leaving him in his pants “are you ready?” He asked as he unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, you nodded and slipped off your nightgown exposed your naked chest to the man. Sebastian wrapping an arm around your waist as he harshly grabbed one of your breasts and took your nipple into his mouth, you hummed and stroked his hair while he suckled on your nipple, though just as soon as it started Sebastian pulled away, “turn over.” You laid down on your stomach and felt the bed dip as Sebastian got on behind you, “are you sure about? Because once I start I won’t stop until I completely defile you…” Sebastian grabbed the backs of your thighs and pushed his hands up to your ass, squeezing the fat of your rear, “…do you understand?” He hummed watching you nodded before he pulled your ass up off the bed and spread your cheeks. You felt humiliated yet exhilarated, you hummed in delight as Sebastian rubbed his member between your cheeks and then dragged his tip down to your opening. Sebastian pressed into you and your body gave him little resistance, the man took this as an opportunity to force everything his had into you, you squeaked out into the mattress your chest and face were pressed into, Sebastian let out a whistle of approval as he felt you squeeze him.
“Desperate… little… lamb” Sebastian chuckled and emphasised each of his words with a hard thrust, you body jolted with each thrust and you could feel the air being knocked out of you, Sebastian had set a fast and hard pace much like the last time you two had sex, however this time he was harder, faster, rougher and overall more animalistic, like a beast.
Time had passed and you were utterly fucked out, your eyes rolled back, drool trailing out of your mouth and onto the bed your cheek was pressed into, you were a bumbling mess and you certainly didn’t think this could get any better, until Sebastian grabbed a fistful of your hair and yanked you up onto your knees. You cried out in pain from the harsh sting however it became quickly forgotten as Sebastian’s length dragged against your sweet spot opposed to just hitting it, you reached out your hands and grabbed the headboard which gave you the chance you arch your back more, however this also caused Sebastian to yank your hair harder. Sebastian pulled your head all the way back to his shoulder and pushed himself all the way into you, this caused you to lose your grip on the headboard and cry out loudly, “oh god… please…” you cried and Sebastian chuckled before leaning down and whispering into your ear, “god isn’t going to help you little lamb…” he sighed almost breathlessly “…especially not after I’m done with you” he groaned and pulled almost all the way out of you, then pushing you down face first into the mattress and tightly grabbed your waist, before fully sheathing himself back into you. Sebastian set back into a roughly intoxicating pace, you began to feel yourself slipping into blissful paradise for the countless time tonight, however you weren’t the only one moments away from ecstasy, Sebastian could feel his lower abdomen tighten and his member to twitch this caused him to dig his nails into your skin and breaking flesh, the sweet scent of blood filled his nostrils with every sharp breath he took. Sebastian took a deep breath in trying to calm himself as you began to cum all over his member, however the sweetness of your blood only riled him up more, but what did it for him was the way you looked back at him with tears in your eyes and drool running down your chin, “S-sebastian…” you sobbed. This sent the man over the edge, he threw his head back and groaned loudly as his released himself inside you, you couldn’t help but moan at the sensation of him fulling you.
Sebastian eyes opened and he focused on the ceiling, his chest was heavy and his head spun, he hadn’t felt this good in a long time and he couldn’t remember the last time a mere human made him feel so good, perhaps after he’s finished his business with his young lord he’d take you with him, perhaps you you could be a type of meals-on-wheels, Sebastian chuckled at the thought and looked down at you finding you looking up at him in awe. “What is it little lamb?” Sebastian hummed and smiled a sharp toothy grin, “what the hell are you?” you watched the butler’s movements carefully, “the hell indeed” Sebastian raised his left hand to his mouth and licked the blood of his finger tips.
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Sebastian Michaelis x Neko Child! Reader
Sebastian was walking the streets of London with Ciel, searching the alleyways for a magical thief. Ciel wasn't quite sure why he was sent to search out the thief, from what he had found the thief was only stealing food. He assumed it's because the police had been on this case 3 months and made absolutely no progress, though apparently the night before one of them managed to graze the thief with a bullet. Sebastian was quick to stop when hearing whimpering, drawing the young male's attention as well to a small box that had a bit of blood leaking from the bottom.
Curiously he approached, when carefully moving one of the flaps he spotted the tiny form of a young girl. She was in a dirty and torn dress; her side was bleeding heavily. But what stunned the male was her ears and tail, they were that of a cat. With one look he knew it was a bullet wound, their thief was a child. She tried to hiss at him, but it was weak and pathetic. "It's ok, I just want to help you." His voice was soft and calm, but she soon fell unconscious. He was quick to act, lifting the girl up with ease as he rushed to his master.
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With a groggy groan (E/c) eyes began to open, the room was dim which she was glad about. Her head ached, she moved slightly only to feel a sharp pain in her side making her hiss. "You shouldn't move, you're hurt pretty bad. But don't worry, we'll make sure you have a full recovery." The butler spoke softly from the bedside, watching her with his usual polite grin, The trio of trouble making servants not so sneakily peeking in seemed flabbergasted, they knew she was getting special treatment because she was part cat. The guy was obsessed with them after all. The young girl watched him warily, but she was so drowsy and weak. "Go ahead and sleep, the medicine for the pain is gonna make you tired." The girl was out like a light as he finished his sentence, making the older demon chuckle.
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A year had passed since that day, (Y/n) had been adopted by the butler but Ciel had taken to her, so she was more like a princess than anything. Lizzy adored her, the 6-year-old just ate up the love and attention. Sebastian adored her most; he spoiled her greatly and was never shy to show his affection. They had been out for a walk one day, Ciel had to go through London in search of a particular shop. She had tagged along and of course Sebastian was going, as they walked, she spotted something. It was a kitten, white with one blue eye and one green eye. One of its paws was hurt, it seemed to be almost looking for help. The girl did the only thing she could think of, she scooped up the cat and brought it to Ciel. "Ciel look!" At the sound of her voice, he turned to her, the small girl showing him the injured kitten in her arms. "Ciel can we take her home please!?" She bounced slightly on her feet, her eyes glossy with worried tears.
She was a soft-hearted child, her heart ached for everyone and everything. He kneeled down, looking at the kitten as he patted its head. Sebastian was right beside her, stroking its chin. "She does need to learn about responsibility, this could be a good chance." Ciel was quiet as he thought, Sebastian held his breath and hoped for a yes while the girl looked ready to cry. "Ok fine, tell you what. You can take it home, but you have to take care of it." That was where it began, the sweet girl did chores and errands to earn money. She was smart in how she used it, because she was doing so well, he began to give in anytime she brought a homeless animal to him. The mansion was like a massive foster home, but Ciel had found a way to use this as an advantage. Sales had gone up, people enjoying the fact he cared for animals. They'd have balls and fundraisers, rehoming animals and doing adoption charity events. He wished he had listened to Sebastian when the demon would ask to take in a cat, as now he was making almost triple what he was. Sebastian loved it, at least he loved all the cats.
Now here he sat in the garden, leaned against a tree as (Y/n) cuddled into him. Being part cat meant she needed attention, and he was happy to give it to her. Kittens and puppies ran and played around them, it was a calm day and Ciel generously gave everyone a break. He had been in a wonderful mood for a bit. Sebastian smiled down at the girl who had fallen asleep from his rubbing of her ears, soft purrs escaping her. The demon just couldn't wrap his head around it; she was just so sweet. She was so innocent, a miracle worker that had yet to understand what she could do. Sometimes he wondered if maybe she was just a lost angel, either way he was happy he found her. Her one act of kindness had proven that karma exists, her desire to help animals had led to them being in an even better position financially. Ciel having opened a few charities for various causes.
Sebastian moved to stand, carrying the girl easily. She stirred slightly, but simply snuggled into him. "So warm..." Her words were a sleepy mumble, she gave a whine when he placed her in her bed. But she soon relaxed and fell back into a deep sleep, Sebastian could only chuckle as he removed her shoes, socks and coat. Gently he tucked her in, she slept a lot but that was likely because she worked so hard to take care of her responsibilities. He was proud of her; nothing would ever change that.
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Damn it im gay again
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Does Sébastian shows or says out loud that he misses his kitten?? And the opposite for Y/N, please. Thank you in advance 🌸
*Sebastian's sitting right across your seat with Y\N comfortably on his lap. Her back against his bare chest while his arms wrapped around her waist in a secured manner and his chin rested upon her shoulder*
Sebastian: I must say I didn't expect so much curiosity from a lady like yourself, don't you think it's a bit rude to ask such a personal question for a couple you have met with just a few moments ago? *deep sigh* Well, I do suppose it can't be helped. The young master was quite specific to his orders. *His slender fingers sneaked to move a flock of Y\N's hair behind her ear and gave her a sweet smooch to the cheek before he looked back in your direction* And now to answer your question...no when I miss my kitten I don't say it out loud or don't show it either. I am quite the proud demon person after all and my butler aesthetic wouldn't allow me to show such weak emotions in front of others. But since I can't lie when I miss my beloved darling kitten I do tend to be...more strict than usual to the rest of the Phantomhive servants and my lord is very grumpy, he keeps scolding me for being distracted and lost in my thoughts. Me, can you believe it? I always fulfill my duties thought, if I couldn't serve my master in perfection even if I miss my love terribly and don't know what to do with myself when I don't have her in my arms, then what kind of butler would I be? Certainly not a Phantohive butler.
Y\N: Yeah, you tricked me with your 'surprise' and made me agree to work for the kid so you could have me by your side all the time. *She glared at him with the tip of her eyes*
Sebastian: Now now darling, don't be like that. *The side of his face nuzzled lovingly against her cheek* It didn't turn out so bad, you have a good job, our very own big room to share, we're spending all day together, two free hours for a break, you have the necessary amount of money to live comfortably, master allowed your dog to stay as well, we have our secret place within the gardens and so much more. it's not right on your part to be that ungrateful. But then again, I can't blame you, you are just a little human, and greed is in your nature. *sigh* Guess I have to work harder...to please you~ *He lifted his one foot slightly just to rub his knee between her thighs. He let out an amused laugh when Y\N's face turned all red and tired to get off his hold, but alas his grip around her waist was too strong* Alright, alright I will behave from now on.
Y\N: *clears her throat and looks back to you, the hard blush on her cheeks still visible* Sometimes I can't come along to acompany Sebastian and the kid to cases, the next day I do miss Sebastian and complain to Finny all the time. I am very happy my friend has such patience with me and my mumbling speeches. *Your hand reached to rub the back of your neck nervously*
Sebastian: Darling, you must refer to the young master like I taught you and not as such nicknames as 'kid' *The devilish butler whispered to her ear, making her spine sliver a bit to how smooth yet firm his tone was*
Y\N: W-Who cares, he's not here to hear me or something.
Ciel: Are you sure about that?
*You along with Sebastian and Y\N turned around to see Ciel who entered the room, uh oh...*
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Empty nest Spoilers ti feed y’all while I anxiously procrastinate hghf
Cw: slight cucking/unfaithfulness, small attempt at manipulation on Sebastian’s part bc I’m trying to write him semi yandere,
You grinned at the grim reaper. “What a pleasant offer, I’ll keep you in mind.” You winked at her, making her eyes light up and her grin widen.
“Well of course! Take your time Love, I have all the time in the world, especially for someone as beautiful as you.” Grell winks at you, signing ‘peace’ to you before she hurried off, and just in the nick of time too, a tree was thrown directly where she was just standing…
You look in the direction the tree came from, Seeing Sebastian glaring at Grell’s silhouette in the distance. “Don’t mind her, she likes to be a nuisance,” Sebastian quickly straightened out his shirt, dusting off the leaves that had fallen on him. “Though I must say, I’m surprised she targeted you. I’m usally the only one she does that too.”
You teasingly wink at Sebastian. “Awww, are you jealous that she’s lost interest in you? You snooze, you loose.” You quietly chuckled, though you broke down into full blown laughing at the confused look Sebastian gives you.
“Are you…actually considering her?” You shrugged, honestly you weren’t too interested, especially since you knew the rules the grim reapers have over ‘breeding’, not worth the headache. “You’re aware she’ll leave you once she gets bored, right? You’ll be left alone with your child…that would be hard on you both…”
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Hymn to Beauty (Sebastian Michaelis x Fem Reader)
Part I of IV
Notes: minors DNI; relationship dynamics not desirable IRL; possible dubcon; lots of manipulation; Bassy is a user, but he's hot and good at sex and positive about your body
Summary: You are a lady's maid. As far as people of the "better sort" go, your mistress is better than average, which is why it is unfortunate that she is married to a man who, as far as the "better sort" goes, is decidedly worse than average. Through discreet conversation, you have learned that the Phantomhive butler, Mr. Michaelis, can be very...attentive to the needs of women like your mistress. Fortunately, she has been invited to the manor.
Your hand was quivering a bit and you knew you had almost pricked yourself on your trusty straw needle three or four times already. Not only was it difficult to work alongside Mr. Michaelis, who was indeed as devastatingly handsome as everyone had said, but you were almost sick with anxiety. What had you been thinking, essentially entering into conspiracy to help your mistress commit infidelity? If her wretch of a husband ever found out, you would be ruined. Genuinely, truly, forever-in-a-poorhouse ruined.
And all because you felt sorry for a woman who would have more than you ever would, even if her husband was a brute. You simpleton!
"Ah!" you cried out. You'd gotten yourself this time. Quickly, you covered your finger to ensure no blood got on the dress.
Mr. Michaelis, who was attending to the silver, paused and looked at you with an express that was simultaneously magnetic and disconcerting.
"Do you require something, Miss [Last]?"
"No, Mr. Michaelis, forgive my outburst. I was clumsy."
"And not for the first time today. The results of your needlework are far more impressive than your feckless fingers would suggest."
You tried not to flinch or blush. "You are kind to speak well of my work, Mr. Michaelis."
He didn't even respond. He was alarmingly cold, like a male Galatea who was well aware that he was surrounded by hapless Pygmalions willing to go to reckless lengths for even a hope of a skimmed hand on the shoulder or of lips brushing slightly too close to knuckles. You were having second thoughts: was this really what your mistress needed?
"Miss [Last], once again, do you require assistance?"
This time your face flushed: your hand was suspended in midair, on the road to nowhere.
"I confess I do not sleep well of late, Mr. Michaelis." Here goes nothing. "My mistress is not happy and I feel a duty to cheer her, if I can."
"What kind of maid would you be if you didn't?"
"Quite, sir. She is a fair employer and does not deserve to be in such distress." You lowered your voice. "Alas, with His Lordship so frequently out of the house, there are certain comforts and securities that she lacks." His little smile told you that you were being a bit too obvious, but he had the courtesy not to say anything.
"She lacks these things when he is out of the house?"
You knew your silence was as much response as needed.
The other lady's maids said that Mr. Michaelis had a special preference for wives who knew their husband's business, so you changed the subject and asked about Lord Phantomhive's holdings so that you could--not in completely artless fashion--drop little tidbits about HIs Lordship's own dealings. After all, Mr. Michaelis was clearly thoughtful enough to realize that if you knew a little, your mistress knew more.
When you were satisfied with the progress on the dress your lady would wear at the ball tomorrow night, you started to put your things away. You must have been more engrossed in tidying up than you thought, because you hadn't heard Mr. Michaelis walk toward you.
He was so close to you that if you leaned back just a little, you could have your own little stolen moment involving the sensation of his chest and shoulders against your back. It would be nice--something to comfort you on the many solitary nights that likely lay ahead of you in your mistress's service. When his arms came around, almost on top of your own, to help you fold the last of the gown, he leaned down and whispered, "I believe we could spend some time together in my quarters before your lady has need of you again." A little sigh escaped from you--you couldn't help it! He kept his lips close to the nape of your neck, but now he was was gliding his hands over your arms and shoulders and you could barely take it.
"You could tell me more about His Lordship while I provide you with Phantomhive hospitality. After all, what kind of butler would I be if any of our guests went wanting?" Your breathing had become ridiculously heavy. His lips got even closer to your ear, somehow. "Don't be a foolish girl. We both know you will never have another chance to give yourself to one as...attentive as I am."
Something in your mind cut through the fog of desire and now your gasp was one of panic. How had you bungled this so badly? No, he wasn't supposed to target you: he was supposed to want your lady!
"Mr. Michaelis," you said, "I--I pray every night and I am not wed, and I--I have spoken above my station. It is my mistress, of course, who knows things. I am just a servant. I am not worth your time."
It was deadly silent for a moment before his fingers dug into you and you made a small yelp. Fortunately, he allowed you to disentangle yourself quickly, but when you looked into his eyes, they seemed red with rage and you were terrified. You almost felt like your very fear was in your breath and it was hanging in the air in that terrible stillness.
Eventually, he spoke, and with every word, you could have sworn the room got colder. "Very well. Then I will go elsewhere."
Before he left your presence, he nodded. Manners, after all.
"Miss [Last]."
You nodded back.
"Mr. Michaelis."
You waited until you could no longer hear his footsteps before you walked away as fast as decorum would allow to attend to your mistress, to help her get ready for...for what? You were now even less sure than before about giving her to Mr. Michaelis, though a voice in your head told you that the butler knew his place and would be different with the titled ladies than with the likes of you.
Later that evening, with great reluctance, you had to walk past the butler's pantry one last time. Suddenly, there was a hand over your mouth and you were being dragged back into the room by a single, unexpectedly strong arm around your waist.
Instead of being afraid, your face was overheated with shame and lust. The hand over your mouth moved down toward your neck, and Mr. Michaelis wrapped his long fingers around your neck like they were strands in a choker of the damned.
"Don't fret, little mouse," he whispered into your ear. "You've done your duty and your sweet and delicate mistress sleeps sound and very satisfied. But now, now we must deal with you."
"I--don't understand."
"I offered you my body and you spurned it."
"I--you--aren't for me...for my mistress."
"How loyal. But still"--here his hands tightened around your neck, and you cried out a little, but it wasn't a cry of fear, it was sound you didn't recognize as having ever come from yourself before--"you told me no. No one has ever told me no like that before, and I don't think I like it."
"I'm sorry." His hand was so tight on your neck that it was difficult to talk. "I didn't want to."
He spun you around quickly and it did not take long for you to start losing yourself in his rich eyes, framed by those jet black strands of hair that, through some miracle, Lord Phantomhive had not ordered shorn away.
The hand that was around your neck loosened, and he began to stroke your neck and your chin. "I know you didn't, little mouse. I think you want to be an obedient girl," he said. "I think we should start over again, don't you?"
All you could do was nod.
"Shall we retire to my quarters?" He stroked one gloved finger down your cheek. "For conversation and other pleasurable things?"
All you could do was nod.
"What was that?"
"Yes."
He had one finger under your chin and drew your face closer to his. With his lips practically on yours, he said, "You are lucky that my desire not to waste further time outweighs my desire to deny you until you scream 'yes' so loudly that this whole manor can hear."
He gently turned you around again, keeping one arm around your waist and moving the other even further down until it was draped essentially over your décolletage. Before he began to walk you in the direction he wanted, he leaned down and whispered, "Good girl," low in your ear.
(Alucard smut will return soon, but I need to write a story with a manipulative and detached object of desire because apparently that's what I'm lusting for right now .)
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I was wondering if I could request Sebastian Michaelis x Cat shape shifter reader who lets her cat ears and tail be visible at night because it helps her relax to not have to use energy to disguise herself.
Sebastian stares at you, a lot. He touches you too, a lot. He just can't help it when his beloved lets her ears and tail show, it's almost instinctive to look in your direction. He loves the texture of your fur over his fingers, it's so soft, so fluffy that he can't stop himself from stroking your ears as he urges you to talk about your day or play with your tail when he's feeling particularly bored in the later hours.
The demon still remembers the first time this happened, the impure sound leaving his lips as he felt a small smile grow on his face at the sight of your embarrassed form of being caught with cat ears and tail. He remembers how you confessed to him that you were a shapeshifter and that your powers tired you out so you didn't use them at night. And he promptly assured you that he didn't mind, that he found it cute, even endearing.
Sebastian knows a lot about cat languages and while that may not apply 100% to you, his beloved, he still knows how you feel by the way your ears flop or your tail wags. And he spoils you a lot with your favorite foods and drinks, watching the happy smile dance over your face and the excited way your ears move.
Sebastian definitely encourages you not to use your powers so much when the two of you are together, first because he just loves it and second because you can't leave the house with cat ears and tails. Unless you want to be called a witch and burned at the stake.
He loves you, but he'll do anything to get you exhausted and into the house he built for the two of you. Only he can look up to you and love you that way, please don't force his hand in having to discipline you and just be a good kitty to him.
*･゜ﾟ A/N: Hehe, certainly a fun request to write. I hope you like it anonie!
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ASMR | Sebastian Michaelis Helps You Sleep [M4F]
[M4F] [Nightmare comfort] [Sleep aid] [Mistress is the only gendered term used]
Sorry this is a day late, I couldn't upload it yesterday because I was in hospital. But it's here. And I'm finally attempting an anime character, which at the very least am one of the few Englishmen attempting to voice him so why not try when I have the accent. Though I am scared to dip my toe into anime.
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.*•Royalcore Feminine! Sebastian Michaelis x Feminine! Reader•*.
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Black Butler Masterlist
Nothing yet
#sebastian x reader#sebastian michaelis#ciel phantomhive#undertaker#grell my beloved#grell sutcliff#ronald knox#x female reader#x fem!reader#x gn reader#x male reader#x female y/n#x reader#fluff
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sebastian michaelis + fem bimbo s/o smut hcs ; 18+
requested by ; anonymous (01/09/23)
fandom(s) ; black butler
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outline ; “would you write sebastian michaelis x bimbo reader? maybe she's smart when doing her duties, but when she knows she can relax she's just a thought-free girl sebastian can use. (maybe their contract mark is over her womb or smth; im 19)”
warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, bimbo!reader, dumbification kink, dom!sebastian, sadist!sebastian, overstimulation, oral sex (male and female receiving), marking kink, slight ownership kink, degradation kink, praise kink, free use kink, vaginal sex, fingering, cream pies, public / semi-public sex acts
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sebastian michaelis is, above anything else, the perfect butler and is willing to do anything and everything in order to keep his masters safe and satisfied — whether that’s by cleaning and cooking for them or, in the case of your very unusual contract, fucking the thoughts out of them after a pressing day of work
you weren’t stupid by any means — quite the opposite, in fact, as he’s seen you masterfully manipulate peers and inferiors alike with a wit so sharp it could cut glass, and perform the duties assigned to you with such ease that he’d once questioned why you’d even formed a contract with him in the first place — but it was that same intellect that brought you the strife you’d asked him to relieve you of
after all, one can’t overthink or stress about work when their thoughts are drowned out by the feeling of being stretched out on a long, thick cock — if you’re still even able to think after he’s worked your clit so hard with those long fingers of his that you’re seeing stars and squirting so hard you’ve stained his uniform
of course during work hours he tends to you at all times, waiting on you hand and foot: waking you up in the morning with the day’s paper and fresh breakfast in bed, engaging in light banter and productive conversation with you, bringing you freshly ironed clothes suited to the day’s weather, fetching you documents and books for work, and doing other odd jobs related to the upkeep of your home — he is still a servant, after all
but when you’re ready to wind down and want nothing more than to be used and thoughtless — well, then he’s happy to indulge you there too
happy to force you to your knees (or have you lay on your back with your head hanging over the edge of your bed) and shove his cock down your throat — burying his hands in your hair and fucking your face until your cheeks and lips are covered in spit and your mascara is streaming down your face
happy to kneel between your legs as you sit at your desk or in your lounge room, massaging your thighs and waist and stomach as he uses that talented tongue and those long, slender fingers to bring you to climax over and over again — not stopping until you’re limp and gasping and sobbing, until even his eyelashes are damp with your juices, until your fingers are so tightly wound in his hair that it’s even starting to hurt him and your hands are trembling, until he’s had his fill of you
happy to bend you over the nearest surface and fuck you until your legs and arms give out beneath you — legs spread as far as they can go whilst his hands roughly paw at your waist and ass and breasts (greedy and harsh and possessive), not stopping until your pussy is spent and dripping with his seed and his teeth marks are imprinted on your shoulder
happy to pick you up and fuck, finger, or lick the thoughts from your mind at any moment — you had given him free reign, after all
happy to sit you on his lap with his dick buried in your cunt, strong grip keeping you in place as he forces you to look at your reflection in the mirror — one hand gripping your chin and making you stare at the point where the two of you become one, stare at your contract mark as it flashes and pulses in time with the pulsing of your inner walls around him, not moving until you’re teary eyed and begging him to please touch you
happy to play with and tease you even in front of others: whispering absolute filth into your ear before walking away completely unaffected, giving you suggestive looks across the room whenever others can’t see him, sliding his hand a bit too far up your thigh (when sat side by side) or low down your back (when walking together) for it to be completely innocent, and even making remarks referencing things he knows you enjoy in the bedroom that to others seem completely innocent
happy to leave an array of marks all over your body as a trail of evidence showing just how much of a good girl you are for him — deep bite marks on your thighs, fingerprint bruises on your hips, scratches along your sides, nips along your throat, and deep hickeys all over your breasts (he’s very generous with how much he claims you and he seems to get off on it even after the fact, whenever he notices them on you during the day when you’re working)
happy to call you pretty and perfect and his ‘good girl’ in the same breath that he mocks you for being ‘desperate’ and ‘needy’ and ‘slutty’ — praising you for your obedience and receptiveness and reactiveness to his touch and voice and yet teasing you for being ‘so wet already’ when he hasn’t even touched you yet, even playfully spanking your clit and chuckling against your throat when you yelped and flinched away from his touch
(he is a demon, after all, so it’s only natural that he’d be at least somewhat sadistic in the bedroom — and you have plenty of bite marks, bruises, and scratches all over your body to prove it)
(and he’s at his roughest when you show off your contract in one way or another — such as when you call him ‘my demon’ or wear something that intentionally shows off your contract mark, which will lead to much more possessive behaviour when you’re alone)
he’s also not at all opposed to fucking or playing with you in public or semi public areas — at most he might suggest finding somewhere a bit more private in order to preserve your reputation amongst your peers, but if you’re insistent then your demon is hardly going to refuse you (just know that he’s not going to go gentle on you just because you decided to proposition him where others might hear or see you, he’s still a demon after all)
but, of course, sebastian is still your loyal servant and once the fun has been had he’s there to take care of you in the aftermath: running you a warm bath, tending to any injuries so they don’t get infected, wiping away all of the blood and cum and saliva without complaint, reassuring and praising you for being so good for him, putting you in fresh bed clothes, and even bringing you some food and water to help you completely recover
you still have work to do and no butler worth his salt would let his mistress risk her career over something so minor
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Sebastian what if y/n never agreed to be a maid or work for ciel. How would you react?
Sebastian: First of all she works as an extra gardener for the Phantomhive household and not as a maid, she's too proud to accept such a low title and her pride is one of my favorite trates of hers. *He smiles happily* Sadly, if my love would reject my 'surprise' I couldn't do much than to have a honest conversation with her and help her understand the reasons behind my desire to be as much unseparated from her as possible. For I simply cannot bring myself to lose my precious mate.
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Distracted pt 1
Part 2 ->
Sebastian Michaelis x Fem!Reader
THIS IS SMUT MINORS PLS DO NOT.
CW: “Dear/Darling” terms used, oral f!receiving, 🐶style, multiple climaxes.
You’re the new maid at the Phantomhive manor and we’re going on your third day of training. You being a single woman with not much history of romance you figured being a maid of a high class family would be a breeze. Freedom after hours, beautiful housing, etc. Until you met the head butler, Sebastian and God is he gorgeous. I mean this man is the most attractive human being you’ve ever laid your eyes on and he was basically perfect as what he does. No flaw or hiccup in anything he did, it was almost scary. He couldn’t have been human. Even him looking at you from a time to time throughout the day would send a wave through your body, causing you to feel a little needy. You held out though, not wanting to be distracted on your new job. I guess you understood why that red headed main Mey-Rin was so clumsy especially around Sebastian.
You were going about your daily tasks, the laundry for the house, nobody touched the young lord Ciel’s clothing other than Sebastian himself and honestly you were thankful for that, less work for you to do.
Today was difficult, given you haven’t even touched yourself since before you had started your new line of work, and you had a fairy high drive that you used to keep up with on a nightly basis. But given the new environment and close quarters to your co-workers you held off and damnit was it getting rough. Sebastian had manually shown you a few things to practice for the up and coming ball that were to be held in the manor and he wanted to make sure you knew how to dance properly, it’s unlikely you’d be asked but there was always a chance he needed you prepared.
-flashback to that morning-
Sebastian walked over to you with his soft smile he always had on his face, his perfect pale face. “Ah, y/n just the woman I was looking for. Come. I need you to do something for me.” You didn’t say much as you followed him into an open area in the manor. “Dance with me a moment.” He extended his hand out waiting for you to take it. You weren’t the best dancer but you never had to do it much before. You sheepishly put your hand in his, your face saying everything you were feeling. The anxiety, the unease and the overthinking. Sebastian gave a grin and squeezed your hand slightly. “Don’t be nervous my dear, I’ll teach you everything you need to know.” He pulled you close, chests touching, his hand placed on your slower back, his touch is firm yet soft somehow. He’s warm, comfortingly warm.
Oh gosh, he’s so close to you. He smells nice, clean. Of course he does. He’s perfect. As Sebastian guides you through the basic steps and possible moves one could do in a traditional dance, he grew slightly irritated as you kept looking down at your feet, soon the hand holding your back moved up to your chin and lifted your gaze to his red eyes. “Y/n. It’s rude not to look at your dance partner. It shows that you’re uninterested. Look at me from now on, understand?” He was grinning, he knew he had you wrapped around his finger and it was annoying. How could you just stare at him the whole time, your body wasn’t prepared for that much eye contact. Let’s just say it was incredibly difficult to look at him, unwavering and not fumble with your steps but you somehow managed to get through it.
-end of flashback-
Yeah, that whole ordeal replaying in your head wasn’t helping your needy situation whatsoever. You kept spacing on the simplest thing and fumbling more than usual, it was irritating you so much. Finnian asked several times if you felt alright, he must’ve blabbed to Sebastian because soon enough the tall pale figure walked over to you. His eyes held a look of concern. “Y/n, Finnian told me you weren’t feeling well. Is that true?” He asked, leaning ever so slightly over you, his eyes dancing over your body. “Oh! No Sebastian. I’m fine really, thanks for checking on me-” you were cut off by his hand on your forehead, which caused you to start blushing. His eyebrow quirked up and he sighed. “Ah, you’ve got a slight fever, come now.” He p i c k e d you up bridal style and carried you towards your quarters. It was quiet in there given that everyone else was working around the manor. It was just you two.
You protested a few times on the way until he laid you onto your bed, walking over to your door and locking it.
What..?
Your eyebrows furrowed a bit and you looked up at Sebastian, “i- um. What are you doing, Sebastian?” You ask shyly, your mind going crazy at all the possible reasons, of course focusing on the dirtiest outcomes. He walked back over towards you, sitting next to you on the bed, reaching for the back of your dress.
“One with a fever shouldn’t undress themselves. If Mey-Rin were to do it, I fear she’d rip your uniform. That’d be a hassle for me to repair. If it makes your more comfortable I can do this blindfolded.” You could feel his gloved hands tickle your back, you weren’t wearing an undershirt, this uniform was quite warm when working sometimes. You breathe deep and slow, attempting to calm your nerves and hormones running rampant. “N-no it’s fine I-… I can do it.” You could very well do it yourself, but Sebastian doing it was a fantasy becoming reality. You thought it wouldn’t get much harder until you felt a warm breath on your neck, a low voice in your ear and a hand under your uniform holding firmly onto your waist. “I know what your issue is dear, you’re a bit… pent. I know the scent anywhere.” You turn and face him, bright red across your face. “H-hey!” He was incredibly close, impossibly close without kissing you. “S-Sebasti-“ he put a finger on your lips. “If you try and keep quiet I can help you. If you’d like of course.”
What?
Your eyes grew heavy as you gave into him, how could you not? He closed the distance between you and kissed you deeply, you whining as he did so, feeling such a touch for the first time in so long was bliss, it was dirty, it was sinful but it felt so good. His eyes open, his hands running about your body, feeling every curve, every crevice, remembering your shape and taking note on every special spot that seemed to get you going. One of his hands going up your skirt, onto your thighs, pulling down a stocking and laying you onto your back. Your body’s senses were on high and every touch felt like a fire being sent to your core. This was unlike anything you’ve felt before, it was intense and he was simply touching you. He swiftly pulled up your skirt and placed his thumb on your throbbing clit, making slight movements. You pull away from the kiss with a gasp and pushed the back of your head into the pillow beneath you, biting your lip to fight the moan wanting so desperately to escape. Your climax already beginning to build from this small stimulation. Sebastian placed his lips upon your neck, leaving small bites on your sensitive areas. His fingers moving gracefully over your clothed pussy, he felt how excited you were, the soaked panties were a dead giveaway for anyone but he could smell how aroused you were, which got him excited. Not that his body showed signs of it but internally he was going to devour you. He finally pulled back and pulled your panties down, revealing a wet mess. He didn’t miss a beat starting to eat you out, there was no warning, no teasing. Just his tongue on your hot core. You went to moan but his hand swiftly covered your mouth which drove you mad, he was good. Almost instinctually you moved your head and began to suck on his gloved fingers. He looked up at you and stopped for a moment, hands on either side of you, just looming above you. He pulled his hand out and let his fingertips linger at your lips. “Bite the glove.” He commanded, you did so and he slipped his hand out. “Good girl. I didn’t realize you were so naughty. Maybe you needed this more than I thought.” He threw the glove out of your mouth and resumed position. Fingers in your mouth and tongue back onto you. You wanted nothing more than for him to fuck you silly right then and there. But the things his tongue could somehow manage to do were inhuman, your climax quickly built, it was almost embarrassing. You whined and whimpered as you came, your whole body tensing up as he rode your through your climax, letting it settle before pulling away, a trail of your cum and his saliva connecting you and his mouth. He smirked, almost amused on how quickly that happened. “My my. How sweet you taste.” Oh my God.
As his fingers left your mouth you sat up and reached for his pants. He allowed you to undo his buttons, watching intently as he removed the other glove that remained on his right hand.
As you finally got his dick out, it was hard and ready, you were about to take it in your mouth before he put a hand on your shoulder, pushing you back. “No no, this is about you. I’ll enjoy myself plenty. Just submit.” You bit your lip, glancing back down at his member. “Y-yes sir.” He sure did like obeisance. He got off the bed and gestured tot he edge. “Bend over.” Holy shit what? You blinked and slowly began to move, he sighed. “Quickly now.” He grabbed your hips and brought you in front of him, lifting you with ease, turning you away and pushing you forward onto the bed. It was such a vulnerable position, your skirt covering you until he lifted the fabric and placed it onto your back.
You felt his tip meet your entrance and you whispered “oh fuck..” you heard a giggle, did he hear you?
“Such a filthy little mouth.”
He didn’t warn you, he rammed into you, having you take his entire length immediately, you couldn’t help but moan out as he did so. He soon grabbed a fistful of your pretty hair and put your face to the mattress. “Quiet now, I’m about to begin.” You bit your lip hard as he showed you no mercy. His quick and rough pace were enough to make you see the gates of heaven themselves. Well maybe gates of hell with how this was going. You were burying your face into the mattress moaning into it to muffle whatever you could. His name was your new favorite word, along with a string of words of your full submission. You felt your core begin to heat back up as you felt another orgasm coming quickly. He obviously felt it too as you tighten around his dick, your walls memorizing his shaft and forming to welcome it. It was the first sound you heard from him, a subtle grunt but it was proof of his own pleasure from this.
The room was filled with lewd sounds. The muffled moans, the slaps of your bodies, the absolute mess you were creating, the creaking of your bed frame. All of it being permanently trapped in the walls of your quarters. You’d never walk in here again and not think about this.
“That’s right. Cum for me, darling. Be a good girl and cum.” That was it, you were sent flying over your edge with another intense climax, bigger than the one before. As he slowed down your body twitched at every subtle move, you attempted to regain your breath but you could hardly move your legs. “S-Sebastian… but you didn’t...” You looked over your shoulder at him while he was cleaning up from the utter mess you made on his dick. “Oh dear y/n, I’m not sure you could handle the work it would take for me to cum myself.” He smirked. The way he said it didn’t make it sound condescending or cocky, just matter of fact. You shot up, shakily. Looking at him. “No! I can! I don’t want you to be disappointed or left unattended to!” He lifted your chin up once again, getting absurdly close. “Trust me darling, I’d break you. I don’t want to do that. If I want some more fun, you’ll hear a knock. Now rest.” With that he left you, in your sex filled room, cum soaked sheets and disheveled hair. What a filthy girl you are.
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WALKING ON GLASS.
#!WHO; SEBASTIAN MICHAELIS x fem!reader
#!CC: power play, o.sex (receiving), implications of demonic entities
NETWORKS @angelshub @bitchcraftinc @planetonet
The sound of dishes smashing against the floors was deafening as it carried throughout the manor. The splintering shatter of an expensive set caused the three three other house aids to grimace. In the upper room of Ciel Phantomhive, his eyes closed and he sighed, for regret was starting to cloud his mind in hiring you— the new maid. The help to what he’d already deemed, ‘A full house.’
Sebastian bowed gracefully, his head cocked slightly as he smiled.
“I will see to it that the mess will be cleaned young master.”
“Make sure that you do. I have very little patience left.” Phantomhive waved off. Sebastian then walked out shutting the door behind him with a soft click. He pulled at his pristine gloves as he walked down the hallways, a devilish grin splitting his face.
When he’d arrived at the kitchen door he’d picked up on quips of complaints from you and Mei-Ren.
“I’m going to be done for sure this time...” You whined, brushing glass pieces onto a dustpan.
“I’m sure you won’t. The young master is lenient. During my recent years I was such a klutz and Sebastian had to—”
The butler opened the door and the conversation halted with unease in the air. Mei-Ren stood nervously and you kept your head low as your fingers trembled to pick up the rest of the glass. The heat of eyes boring into the side of your head didn’t go unnoticed as they clinked softly together in the pile.
“You may go. I shall handle this.” Sebastian’s velvety voice remained low, his eyes glued on your crouched form. Mei-Ren gave a reassuring glance towards you and bowed quickly. After the haste retreating footsteps, the room was quiet except for the soft sound of tinkling glass shards.
“Stand please,” Sebastian hummed, his red eyes trailing your straned movements; your chest rose and fell slightly and he could hear the quickening tapping of your beating heart. Your eyes looked everywhere but at him, which he found a bit rude but another lesson to be made at a later date.
You clasped your hands in front of your body, ready to endure whatever verbal penalty was sure to be made. This wasn’t your first offense.
Countless of glassware had been destroyed by your hand, not to mention the mistakes you’ve made since you were hired by the young master. From nearly burning down the manor due to attempted meals, to using the wrong chemicals in the garden. All resulting in Sebastian’s stern dispraises. Phantomhive pegged you to be just as bad as his other servants put together.
Sebastian began to snake towards you, his movements precise and elegant. With ease, he’s stepped through the shards of remaining glass, not even trailing it behind him. As he got closer, you subconsciously shrunk back until you hit the far wall with a small gasp.
Sabastian brought his hand to his mouth, swiftly biting the fingertip of his glove and pulling it off, all the while his gaze never left yours. Leaving the glove on his left hand, he pressed both palms against the wall on either side of your head, effectively caging you in. He picked out the accelerated beating in your chest as his face lowered towards yours.
Sebastian was never going to admit this to any mortal, but he a part of him was looking forward to another slip up from you. Ever since the young lord hired you, your entire essence intrigued him. On more accounts than one, the need for self restraint became nearly intangible whenever you were around. He knew humans were creatures who could not reject temptation. Never had he thought he’d be acting just like them.
His eyes held a dark glint in them as his lips stretched into a grin.
“That set was a favorite of the young lord,”
“I’m sorry! I slipped and I really tried to catch my fall, but I only ended up making things worse.”
“Yes, the ordeal is quite unfortunate,” He continued. “The entire glass set was a precious family heirloom.” The demon lied, which was proven to be effective given the horror stricken look on your face. You were on the verge of tears and your lips parted to let out a soft sigh.
Sebastian brought a finger under your chin, pulling your head up in his direction. For the first time, you were made to look into his piercing eyes and you gulped.
“I’m sure I can come up with a reason for the destruction of the valuables.” His eyes shone mischievously and a second later, it hit you. And he knew that you were not going to reject the offer. In return, his knee slid upwards, dragging out a gasp from you at the sudden movement and the friction against your core. He smirked and lowered his sight to the rise and fall of your chest, zeroing in on your breasts.
“Lift your uniform and turn around.” His order was low and straight to the point, sending a shiver down your spine. He stepped back, allowing you to do so and once you were facing the wall, your cheeks heated up in how vulnerable you were now before the butler. A second or so later, you felt cool air hitting your heat and you whimpered, turning your head slightly. You then felt strong hands taking hold on your hips, gripping them in a way that sent dull pain throughout your legs.
“Face the wall.”
Sebastian moved closer, licking his lips at the scent of your femininity. It was different and he was intrigued. His finger hooked through the side of your panties, pulling them taut and exposing your glistening lower lips. He leaned forward, giving you a quick and experimental lick, causing you to release a not-so-quiet cry.
“I would strongly suggest keeping your voice down, yes? We wouldn’t want an audience.” He chuckled before returning his mouth to your pussy. You quickly clenched your uniform dress in one hand as the other covered your mouth, muffling your moans in your gloved hand.
His tongue flattened against you, teasing your clit before trailing back until it disappeared inside of you, writhing and thrusting against your gummy walls. Your body was growing flush as he worked his mouth against you, drawing more and more of your slick.
Sebastian’s movements started off as sensual and graceful, much like his surface personality. But each second his senses spent engulfed in your heat ignited something primal in him. His refined technique was abandoned and replaced with one less coordinated but more enthusiastic nonetheless.
Subconsciously, his fingers dug deeper into your hips releasing more added pleasure than pain. Obscene wet noises arose, synchronizing with your low moans. A hand left your hip to push past your folds and curled upwards, effectively sending a shock through your body resulting in a cry this time.
Sebastian hummed, taking the action into memory and his ministrations seemingly went lazy. At this point, it wouldn’t take much more for you to come and he knew this, doing it again.
His face pushed deeper against you, his tongue nudging your clit and at the same time curling his finger and this is what sent you over the edge.
The noise that escaped wasn’t suppressed behind your palm this time. Your thighs quivered as you calmed down, whimpering as the butler gave you a final few laps before standing. Now more than before, you wanted to feel him, see him, touch him as he ravaged you with what he had to offer.
Turning around slightly, you caught a glimpse of darkness, the air around you suddenly cold. Murkiness surrounded you, as you only caught a flash of his twisted face in a snarl—a stark contrast to his typical refined features. A shiver ran down your spine, his grip returning but tighter than the last.
“You still refuse to listen.” His breath was ticking your ear, tone menacing but the same velvet that compelled your limbs to relax.
Before you could come up with some half thought out apology, he sheathed his dick into you, grunting softly when he was flush against your ass. Not knowing when he had the time to release himself, you keened at the sudden intrusion as you shifted and tightened around him.
He sighed, strumming his fingers on your hips before pulling out and pushing into you firmly. His movements formed a rhythm as you were rocked against the wall. By now, your hand had fallen from your mouth and was instead placed on the surface in front of you. Movements increasing in speed as well as forcefulness, moans poured from you, wafting through the kitchen and you could only hope that’s where they’ll remain.
Sebastian grunted before yanking your hands behind you, wrists gripped under his one hand with precision at the small of your back. He’s reverted to fucking you with reckless abandon, his own breathing just barely ragged.
You, however were a mess, your vision blurred with wetness, voice producing a low mantra of the butler’s name as a desired pressure began to build up within you. Over and over, his thrusts hit that sweet spot within you that pushed you closer and closer to that moment of bliss.
“What do you think of this lesson?” It was a strange question, at the even most strangest time. It barely processed in your ears and you’re only half inclined to answer in the state you’re in. However, his hand reaches to tilt your head back, face ethereally perfect as golden pools stare into your soul.
“Hnn..?” You couldn’t think, much less articulate any response he was looking but that was alright. He just wanted to drink in the gloss in your eyes as your mouth moves, no words escaping. Your cunt pulsated around him, each stroke drawing more and more of your essence from your body. Perhaps, he thought, it would be wrong to indulge in a bit of the human soul. Not when you were so vulnerable and pliant under his mere gaze. You didn’t see him now. You didn’t see what he’d become again, as the only thing you that surrounded you was the grip of the cold and your cunt being stretched out.
Only when he released you with a low chuckle did the static disipitate and the pressure snaps, his hand quick to hold your cries.
Delicious aftershocks took hold of you, controlling your convulsions as you clenched repeatedly around Sebastian’s cock. You couldn’t see the subtle twist of his features as he approached euphoria as well, his grip icy as he held you against the wall. Following suit soon after, his hot come spilled into you in copious amounts, filling you until it trickled down your thighs.
He pulled out and your legs buckled slightly beneath you before he chuckled and you were spun around.
“Hey now,”
Sebastian was altogether neat. His uniform remained as immaculate as they were when he walked in, white gloves on and pristine. His face retained its usual fair skinned complexion, void of sweat or any indication of vigorous activity.
Meanwhile, you knew you looked a complete mess if it wasn’t obvious. Sebastian cocked his head and smiled warmly, a bright expression that contrasted the devil in his eye.
“Despite how pleasurable this lesson has been, I implore you to exercise caution and heighten your awareness. The young master would not appreciate any more recklessness from you and neither will I.” As he spoke his teeth gleamed only adding to the weight of his words engraved in your mind.
Still you straightened, your hands clasping tightly over your uniform as you nodded curtly.
“Yes Sebastian!”
After that encounter in the kitchen, your mistakes and slip-ups had been reduced to very little occurrences to absolutely none.
“See I knew you’d get the hang of things!” Mei-Ren beamed.
“Maybe I’ll let you cook something small again. Seeing how much you improved and all.” Baldroy had praised, fanning a smoking pot.
Each of the house aids were ultimately pleased you were doing better than you had been before.
Even Phantomhive seemed content, but not at all surprised knowing Sebastian had a hand in it. The butler was delighted as well, rewarding your improvements with favorable pleasures every now and again.
He still needed to teach you a lesson about listening after all.
DILFOS. do not plagiarize my content— current or archival.
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