Sebastian Michaelis Oneshots

Ballrooms

Here's the first official chapter of this oneshot collection! 

Request by CharlieMoonstone01! "Can I get a male reader smut in which the reader is working for Alois but is human?"

I've only written for Sebastian ONCE and that was 7? years ago. So I hope he's in character for the most part. 
Anyways, enjoy! Requests are open!

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The grand ballroom of the Trancy Manor is a flurry of activity as servants move with purpose, setting up tables, arranging decorations, and ensuring everything is perfect for the evening's ball. You are in the midst of the preparations, directing a few newer servants and making sure that Alois's exacting standards are met.

"Make sure the tablecloths are perfectly aligned," you instruct, adjusting one yourself. "And the centerpieces must be symmetrical."

The other servants nodded, hurrying to follow your instructions. The air is full with the sound of clinking glassware and rustling fabric as the preparations continue. You move through the room, checking on various tasks and making last-minute adjustments.

"Everything needs to be perfect," you remind everyone, more to yourself than to them. "Our Majesty will accept nothing less."

As you work, you catch a glimpse of Alois himself, lounging on a settee and watching the preparations with a bored expression. He gives you a brief nod, indicating his approval of your progress.

The hours pass by quickly and soon the ballroom is transformed into a scene of opulence and elegance. The tables are set with fine china and crystal, the chandeliers sparkle overhead, and the soft glow of candlelight adds a touch of enchantment to the room.

You take a moment to step back and admire the work. It is exhausting, but seeing everything come together is always satisfying. You wipe a bit of sweat from your brow and straighten your uniform, readying yourself for the arrival of the guests.

The evening approaches rather quickly and the guests begin to arrive, their laughter and chatter filling the room. You move among them, offering drinks and hors d'oeuvres, making sure everyone is attended to. Your eyes scan the room, keeping an eye on Alois as he entertains his high-profile guests.

Suddenly, you hear Alois's voice ring out above the din. "Come here, my good dog!" he calls, a playful yet commanding tone in his voice. You approach him, bowing in respect.

"Everyone, this is my most loyal servant aside from my dearest Claude," he announces to his guests, a smug smile on his face. "He's the good dog of my estate, always ready to serve and entertain."

You feel a wave of discomfort but mask it with a practised smile. Alois's eyes gleam with mischief as he continues. "Why don't you put on a show for us? Show everyone just how well-trained you are."

You glance around at the expectant faces of the guests, feeling the weight of their gazes. But you know better than to hesitate; so you swallow your pride once again and nod. "Of course, your Highness."

The young boy's grin widens. "Good! Now, let's see you juggle those candlesticks over there." He dramatically points to a set of ornate, lit, silver candlesticks on a nearby table. "And keep them lit."

You take a deep breath and pick up the candlesticks, feeling their weight in your hands. As you begin to juggle, the guests watch with interest, some clapping and others whispering to each other. The candles flicker dangerously, but you maintain your focus, determined not to falter.

After a few moments, Alois claps his hands, signalling you to stop. "Wonderful! See how obedient he is?" he says to his guests, clearly pleased with your performance, or rather, pleased with how good a dog you are. The guests applaud and Alois dismisses you with a wave of his hand.