That Butler, Isekaid (Modern!Reader Insert)

That Butler; Posession

[A/N; Someone's spicy dont attack me I wrote this long ago (just re-written a bit)]

"C... I-I'm sorry, but... I cant just... I love them, I can't just abandon my love now. It doesn't work like that.." _________ turns away, stuttering and blushing lightly at the sudden confession. Their hands gripping the hem of their uniform as they fumble and fidget and tries not to make eye contact with the young earl.

"My heart already belongs to them, please understand" Understand? No no no, he can't do that. Ciel thinks he already understands the situation, but he cares not of the facts. He's not just going to take it and understand. No, he'll fight tooth and nail for the female/male before him. He won't allow anyone else to have them, be it that they may dislike him for it. If he gets to keep them in his life, then it would be worth it.

"C- please..." Ah, that sweet sweet voice. How badly Ciel wishes to silence their talk and make them gasp and moan instead. His name slipping from those lips would be most delightful. If he kissed them now, what would those supple lips taste? Oh how deeply, madly in love is he truly? Very, in all the sense. He desires them like a drug, and if he can't have them, no one can...

Ciel's eyes darken with a mix of determination and possessiveness as _________ continues to reject his advances. He watches as they fumble and stutter, their reluctance evident. But Ciel cannot accept their response. He refuses to let anyone else have _________, to let her slip through his fingers so easily.

"_________," Ciel says, his voice low and filled with a dangerous edge. "I understand that your heart belongs to this person, but I cannot simply stand by and watch as they have what rightfully belongs to me. I won't allow it."

Ciel takes a step forward, his gaze piercing into _________'s, a mix of desire and determination burning within his eyes. His voice drops to a whisper, his words laced with a hint of madness- possessiveness. "If I can't have you, then no one can. I won't let anyone else lay claim to what is mine."

His hand reaches out, gently cupping _________'s cheek, his touch both tender and commanding. "You will be mine, _________. I'll make you see that we're meant to be together. No one else can satisfy you the way I can."

_________ pulls away with a wary look in their eyes, the glimmer of madness they saw from Ciel, it scares them. But in all the sense he might just be going mad, indeed, the love of his life just rejected him but he refuses to accept it. Is that that mad?

That day marked the day he'd start to be more obsessed with his beloved servant. Ciel would give them gifts, write them poetry even, and even would try to follow them around all day just to be close to them. It wasn't met with joy at first as the poor servant found it unnerving, but in the end they just accepted it as it was. Thinking the young earl will tire himself out and give up one day. In any case, once again, Ciel has his work cut out for him. As after some time, another problem comes to trouble the Queen. Lau will bring over a Sir Brandy, or whatever for dinner. And discussion regarding this new tea brand he'd like to sell. Nothing too interesting, as he already knows what the "tea" will entail.

But, he'll humor the man a little. He likes a show after all. And thus, his morning starts. With an awakening by Sebastian, a change of clothes and the daily newspaper. Followed by early dance lessons to prepare himself for whatever ridiculous ball he has to attend for his fiancé Elizabeth. Sebastian allowing _________ to handle the young lord while he tends to the other preparations for the upcoming dinner later. Then comes the ever boring paperwork, piled up in stacks a plenty. ________ helping him with them to lighten their master's load. And serving him some hot chocolate to satisfy his sweet tooth for the day, and keeping him from spoiling his meal later. A little more reserved than usual. Keeping their distance.