Mу ƁυтƖєя, Mσɗєяη~[Sebastian X Reader]

XI~ My Bυтler, Alwαyѕ

(Your POV)

Hmm, I feel so weirdly warm.
What's this heavy thing on me?
I don't remember going to bed.

I opened one eye lazily and looked up at the heavy object.

The first I could make out was long neat black hair.
Then.... a pale face.
A familiar face.

Oh. My. Gosh.

"GAH!" I shrieked, shoving Sebastian off the bed.
He landed backwards, his eyes now open, quite surprised.
I stared down at him, panting., my hair falling forwards messily.

"Why. You. How. I. Bed. Don't....."


"WHAT WERE YOU DOIN!" I suddenly yelled.

Sebastian stood, brushing off his shirt.
"My apologies, you wouldn't let go of my hand last night, not to mention you were chilly. The temperature has been falling, due to winter approaching."

I ran my hand thru my hair, trying to calm myself down.
No way was I ready to have him that close to me!


Sebastian walked closer to the bed, fixing my hair into a neat braid in moments.
I don't even try to wonder anymore.
He's just to amazing.

"Thank you." I muttered, staring at my hands.
I was suddenly looking into two red eyes.
I gulped.

"Master, I prefer your thanks in a different way." He said, smirking, his face eerily inching closer to mine.

"In what way?" I scoffed, rolling my eyes.
Sebastian always had a way with words, I'd better do this carefully.

"In this way."
In a moment, the demon pressed his mouth to mine softly.
It was a soft chaste kiss... but a kiss never the less.
I blinked, surprised by how short and the fact he had actually done that.
"Sebastian! Wha-"

He smirked once more, silencing me.
This kiss however, was not chaste. It was slightly rough, full of... want.
His want was clear, growing as he hugged me, our lips in perfect and unyielding sync.

I actually started smiling in the kiss.
It slightly vanished though as I was pushed backwards onto the bed.

I broke away hastily, I could feel myself stupidly blushing like a shy little girl.
"Sebastian!"
"What?" He asked, nuzzling my neck, pressing me back into the soft fabric of the bed.


"What time is it?"
The snap of his watch told me he knew.
"Come, you'll be late." He said, sitting up, straightening his tie.
I sat up, looking into those red eyes that were always, always....


Fixed on me.



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(Sebastian's POV)

(Y/n) stared at me from the bed, her sweet face masked with a look of utter puzzlement.

She always intriged me.
In faster than four months, she had not only caught my attention, she had made me crave her presence.

I find (Y/n) almost like a..... drug.
Shes addicting and shows many sides.

I slipped my jacket on.
I had been to forward earlier, and had to make up for it.

Besides, A butler who can't serve his master well, isn't worth his salt.

I held out my gloved hand to her.
(Y/n) look it slowly.
I pulled her up to me, not being able to resist leaning closer to her.
It had been heaven to be quite as near as I had been. Pure bliss indeed.
I had always thought Love as for fools. 

However, these past months have proved me faulty.

I snapped back to her as she walked to her closet.
"Will you be in need of assistance with dressing?" I asked, like I always do.
It gives me great joy to ask such, just to see her face turn red and for her to slam the closet, declining and stamping her way to the bathroom.


It also gives me great joy... that I'll Always, Always, be hers.


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 ~Wanting to be loved, for that sole obstinate reason, people can even go this far.~