Best of Wishes Claude x Demon!reader

Sebastian's not the only one.

(Y/N)- your name
(F/F)- favorite food
F/C- favorite candy
F/S- favorite sent
F/f- lower case means flower

You're invited to the Phantomhive ball, you being a noble ,of course you were.
A young butler helps you out of the carriage when you arrive. "Hello, Sebastian. Your eyes are more Crimson then the depths of hell." You say lovingly. "Ahh your eyes are as red as the blood of your enemies, Lady (Y/N)." He walks you to the manor where you rush over to your best friend, Mey-Rin. "You look beautiful in this (F/C) dress, yes you do!"
      You two begin to gossip about all the handsome men. "If only they would except a demon as their bride. "Well I know two demons, yes I do!" "Really a thought you only knew of Sebastian?"
      As you said that, a whiff of vanilla and another pleasurable sent washed over you. A handsome tall young butler, walk past you following his earl. He has sharp golden eyes, glasses and a butler uniform of course. He almost looks like Sebastian, but taller and with more muscle. You couldn't help yourself.
      The more you thought about the intoxicating sent of the butler, you started to see clearly. The sent was familiar, a sent you had smelt the first time you had met Sebastian. A mix between cherry blossom and apples, mixed with little cologne. The sent had choked you, along with his putrid stent of roses. But this, this was a lustful mix. You longed to know the butlers name.
        Mey-Rin took off her glasses "I told you I knew two," a demon's suductive sent, it would send any person over the top with just one little sniff. She had one herself, but not as perfect as his sent. You smelt of (F/S) and (F/f), nothing as suducing.
     Later The young earl of the butler, let him go, to swoon of Lord Phantomhive. The tall butler started walking towards you, but you didn't notice: to busy with wine. Once you were done with your sip you place it down on the table behind you. "Hello Lady (Y/N)." He says in a low amazing voice. "To whom do I own the pleasure?" You ask after he kisses your hand. "Claude Faustus, head butler of the Trancy estate." "So that was that bratty little boy," you mumble not remembering he's a demon, he can hear you.
     "I agree," he says standing back up with a small smile. You blush a sudden realization washes over you. "Such an intoxicating sent you have, darling." His eyes flash pink and so do yours. He chuckles a bit, low and husky. You blush madly. "I see you've been staring at me quite a bit, care to explain,Darling?" I turn a darker shade of pink. "Well I just thought that-." You were cut of by Claude's arms snaking around your waist. You finally looked at those entrancing golden eyes. "Your eyes, were beautiful." You finished.