That Butler, Isekaid (Modern!Reader Insert)

That Butler; Fear

[A/N; C and the younger charas are at least 18 or above, but that's also based on reader's age. Grew up with BlackButler so I felt the need to age em all up for us]

Ciel's voice trails off, his gaze locked with _________'s as his desires continue to consume him. He can feel the intensity of their closeness, their shared breaths mingling in the air. The temptation to give in to his desires grows stronger with each passing second.

"Of losing you," Ciel finally admits, his voice barely above a whisper. "I... I can't bear the thought of our friendship being shattered, of the consequences that come with surrendering to these desires. It's a dangerous path, _______, one that could lead to heartbreak and regret."

His grip tightens on their hand, his eyes pleading with them to understand, to see the conflict raging within him. "I care for you deeply, _______. I don't want to jeopardize what we have, even if it means denying myself what I want most."

He takes a deep breath, his voice barely above a whisper as he continues, his voice filled with a mix of longing and uncertainty. "I fear... I fear that if I were to give in to these desires, it would change our entire dynamic. It would blur the lines between us, and I don't know if we could ever go back to how things were."

His words hang heavy in the air, the weight of his emotions palpable. He reaches up, his fingers lightly brushing against _________'s cheek, his touch gentle and hesitant. "_______, you mean the world to me. I don't want to lose you, not even for a moment of pleasure. But the pull of these desires is unbearable, and I fear that one day, I won't be able to resist."

His voice cracks with a mixture of desire and desperation, his eyes filled with a mix of longing and fear. He wants _________ so badly, but he also wants to have her in his embrace...

"Hey, whatever you want, whatever those 'desires' or whatever are... I'm sure it won't be that bad. C'mon, I promise I won't hate you or anything.. Spill"

__________ answers with a sweet smile, true to their word as ________ always is. Eyes innocent and glittery under the dim light of his study. How bad could it be? Surely not much, it's just them. No one needs to know of what he wants to do..

_________'s answer is the only thing holding him back. And now with their innocent confirmation that nothing will change and make them hate him, he's sure he won't be able to hold back anymore. They're right there, right before him. Inches away, just one move and he can have them. One word, and they could submit to him however way he wishes... His sweet, sweet _______...

He won't be able to hold himself back anymore. He craves them like a sweet, a drug. And once he has them, he's sure he won't be able to let them go. It's a dangerous game, but who cares? They're his little chess piece, if this pawn is his, he'll do as he wishes with them. No one has to know, just...Them...

Ciel's heart races at _________'s response, their sweet smile and innocent eyes only fueling the fire within him. The confirmation that they won't hate him, that nothing will change, sends a surge of desire through his veins. The temptation becomes overwhelming, the need to possess them consuming his every thought.

His eyes darken with a mix of desire and determination as he gazes at _________, his voice laced with a newfound confidence. "_________, you don't understand... the depths of my desires. They're dark, they're forbidden. But if you're willing to offer yourself to me, to submit to my every whim, then I... I can't deny myself any longer."

He leans in closer, his breath ghosting over _________'s lips as he continues, his voice low and seductive. "I want to taste you, to feel your body quiver beneath my touch. I want to hear your sweet cries of pleasure, to make you gasp and moan my name. I want to mark you as mine, to leave my imprint on your skin."