Blood Lust SebastianxVampire!reader kuroshitsuji

Part 4

Run- gotta run.

Those are the only words racing through my brain as I tear down the corridor. The walls around me are white and sterile, and the air reeks that god-awful antiseptic smell. There's no time to wonder how I got back to the warehouse- I can only focus on escaping.

After rounding another corner at top speed, the hallway ends short at a door. I nearly slam into said door, but manage to stop in time. It seems so out of place here, and I have a bad feeling about what could be lurking behind. However, the possibility that the door could be an exit wavers in my mind, and without hesitation I jerk the knob. The door seems to swing open on its own- the room proceeding is just like any other room in this facility. White, clean, bright. But something else grabs my attention, and forces me to my knees. In the center of the room lies my best friend, Finnian. He's covered in blood and I don't need to get any closer to confirm that he's dead.

I gag at the sight and squeeze my eyes shut.

"No...no, no, no, please no-"

The clicking of high heels pulls me from my thoughts. I open my eyes and slowly look up to venture a glance at the criminal accountable for my friend's death. She stares back at me with cold (e/c) eyes and her long hair shines white under the fluorescent bulbs.

"No, no, no-"

I awake with a start. My body feels heavy and my cheeks are wet with tears. A glance at the window reveals the time to be around early evening. My head is pounding and I feel weak.

"What happened...?" I grumble to myself as I trudge into the bathroom. I fill up the bath and clamber in rather ungracefully. I feel so...unwell. My body is incredibly weak and my mind feels muggy and disoriented. How long have I been out?

I'm scrubbing traces of dirt off of my limbs when it all comes flooding back to me. The kidnapping, my transformation, the dream- It all comes swirling back so fast, I feel sick. And then I remember Sebastian's words before I blacked out. My face flushes in embarrassment. Did I really snuggle his chest?? And did he seriously call me his 'darling'? He had to have been mocking me. There's just no way he could have been serious.

I finish my bath and get dressed in the bathroom. I don't bother putting on my maid outfit, but go straight to my night shirt (my pajamas only consist of an oversized men's shirt that Bard gave to me). I slink back to the bedroom, and nearly jump out of my skin when I see Sebastian sitting calmly on the edge of my bed.

"Ah, you're finally up. Feeling better I hope?"

"W-w-what are y-you doing in my quarters-?!"

He dodges my question. "I hope you don't mind, I took the liberty of removing those pesky bullets while you were sleeping. You heal remarkably fast, might I add."

"...How long was I asleep?"

He sighs. "Only a day, but waiting to see your beautiful eyes made it feel like an eternity."

I glare at him, tears stinging the back of my eyes. "Would you quit mocking me. I've had enough."

His smirk is quickly replaced with a look of concern. "Mock you? Is that what you think this is?"

With superhuman speed, he runs to my side. He leans in close to my ear and whispers huskily, "my dear, I have no intention of playing games with your heart,"

As soon a he says this he crushes his lips against mine. I'm confused at first and only stare at him wide-eyed. But after a moment, I close my eyes and lean into the kiss. He breaks away soon after. A huge blush dawns my face and I stare at the ground.

"Ever since you came here I've taken quite the liking to you. I've always been a perfect butler, but whenever you're around I fluster and fumble," he explains, still holding my chin.

"I decided I was tired of hiding my feelings from you, (y/n),"

Everything feels like it's going too fast. Did he really just say that? I have to admit, I too have had a small crush on the man ever since I arrived at this manor. Who wouldn't? He's absolutely gorgeous. However, I realize that our feelings for each other have simply been out of lust. I hardly know anything about him, and he doesn't know anything about me. The whole thing just feels so tragic and empty to me. I've never truly yearned for a relationship with anyone- let alone a fellow coworker.

I stare into his red eyes, searching for any hint of infatuation- but as I suspected, all I see is craving and lasciviousness. Suddenly, a dizzy spell clouds my vision in black and I can feel myself falling forward.

"(y/n)!" Sebastian catches me and holds me close to him. "What's wrong?"

My mind is reeling and I can hardly think straight. "I-I don't feel well..."

A recognition seems to dawn his features, and he carefully helps me to sit on the edge of the bed. He sits beside me and starts to remove his tie.

"W-what are you doing??" I stammer.

He looks puzzled. "Don't tell me you've forgot our little secret, have you?" He questions mockingly. "You're starving, I can tell."

'oh,' I think to myself. 'That's what he meant...'

He's already removed his shirt and discarded it to the floor. He can see my hesitation, and gives me a questioning look.

I can't hold back the tears any longer. The cold beads drip off of my chin in an unending flow.

"(y/n)?" he queries, clearly concerned.

I try to speak, but only manage to choke out a sob. His eyes widen at my distressed state, and on impulse, he pulls me into a tight embrace.

I finally find my voice, saying, "I had a dream last night."

I pause, burying my face deeper into his chest. "I killed him, Sebastian. I killed my brother!" The sobs come uncontrollably now, all of my bottled emotions pouring out without consideration to the confused man before me.

"Finny?" He asks.

I nod. "I'm only a monster-

I don't know how much longer I can go on living like this..."

He tilts my chin up to look him in the eye. "Giving into your natural cravings isn't a weakness, (y/n). It's a strength. That's what made me fall for you. I admired your strength to feed on the very race you once called your own, even if it did hurt you. You aren't a monster, (y/n)." When he says my name, he pulls me even closer to him, as if to protect me somehow.

I can see it now. Though he originally did lust after me, he really did care about my well being. He sees me as something to protect, and maybe that isn't so bad.

I close my eyes, the tears finally stopping. "Thank you, Sebastian."

I plunge my fangs into his throat.

Blood never tasted so sweet.