That Butler, Isekaid (Modern!Reader Insert)

That Butler; Resist

______'s heart pounds in their chest as _______ takes Ciel's hand, feeling a sense of security and comfort in his protective embrace. _________ looks up at him, their eyes filled with gratitude and a flicker of determination.

"Thanks C," they say softly, their voice filled with a mix of relief and determination. "I know I can trust you to keep me safe."

Ciel's eyes soften as he looks down at ______, a genuine smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "You don't have to thank me," he says, his voice gentle and reassuring. "Protecting you is my duty as your earl and my personal promise to you."

With _______ safely by his side, Ciel turns his attention to the demons who had caused such chaos and harm. His voice hardens, his gaze unwavering as he addresses them.

"Sebastian, Claude," Ciel's voice is filled with authority. "Explain yourselves. I demand an explanation for your reprehensible actions."

Sebastian, the loyal butler, is shaken out of it, and stands at Ciel's side, his own eyes fixed on Claude with a mixture of disgust and disappointment, though had he not been in a strict contract he may have acted similarly. His voice carries a cold edge as he speaks.

"My apologies, young master," Sebastian purrs, his voice dripping with a newfound intensity. "There seems to be a bit of an 'instinct' taking over. You see, demons have a natural inclination towards fresh blood, and... From a soul like 'that' no less. It's hard to resist when it's right in front of us."

Ciel's eyes narrow, his voice firm and commanding. "A soul like-?? Ugh- And why should I believe you? How do I know this isn't some trick to harm ________?"

"Believe what you will, Lord Phantomhive" Claude chimes in, his voice gentle yet sinister. "But the desire for fresh blood is undeniable, especially from a soul like theirs. It's an irresistible allure for us, I'm afraid."

"What do you mean, ________ draws demons towards them? Is it the blood? Is it something deeper?" Ciel questions, his voice laced with a mix of concern and determination.

"Their blood, while captivating, is not the sole reason, young master," Sebastian clarifies, his voice carrying a hint of urgency. "_____ carries an essence that resonates with demons, like a siren's call to the depths of their very being. It is a primal instinct that few can resist. I believe their mysterious origins holds the key to this phenomenon."

Ciel's eyes widen further, a multitude of questions swirling in his mind. ______'s origins and the implications they bring are both fascinating and perilous.

"And their origins? What exactly are they?" Ciel presses, his voice filled with a mix of curiosity and worry.

Sebastian hesitates for a moment, as if choosing his words carefully. "Young master, _______ is no ordinary individual. There is something extraordinary, perhaps even supernatural, about their being. It is elusive and steeped in mystery. ______ harbors a soul- A soul so desirable to any demon- ourselves included."

Ciel takes a step backward, his mind whirling with conflicting emotions. The weight of their revelations bears down on him heavily, and he can't help but feel a surge of protectiveness towards ________.

"I won't let anyone exploit them or harm them because of this," Ciel declares, his voice firm and resolute. He his teeth, his fists clenching at his sides. He's faced countless challenges, but this situation is unlike anything he's encountered before. He knows he can't rely solely on his own strength to protect _________. He needs a plan, a strategy to outwit these demons and keep his beloved safe. His usually composed butler's eyes fixated on _________with a hunger that hadn't been witnessed before. It sends a shiver down Ciel's spine, an uneasiness settling in his gut.