A Demon's Heart (Sebastianxreader)

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  Late the next day, you were walking along the path leading to the Phantomhive manor. You wore all black, black leggings and a black trenchcoat. You wore a black beanie and lace-up boots also(), making you blend perfectly into the night. Heavy clouds blocked the moon and stars from view, making the midnight hours unusual drab and shadowy. As you walked over the crest of the hill, a large decorative fountain came into view. It stood in front of a giant, dignified mansion with a mess of vines growing along the side of two huge windows. The main entrance seemed to be off to the right of the windows.

As you admired the perfectly trimmed hedges and trees you walked along, a tapping sound suddenly tugged at your senses. You looked back, spotting a carriage steadily making it's way closer to you. In a fit of panic, you found yourself bolting forward and leaping over some low growing hedges. You crawled into some dense underbrush and squeezed your eyes shut. Who the hell would be out for carriage rides at this hour?!?! Using your clairvoyance, you watched the carriage stop at the front of the mansion.

Once there, a tall man in a tailcoat was handing the horse's reins to a young blonde boy, who walked the horses around the manor. The tall man followed a boy, who you recognised as the Earl Phantomhive, through the front doors. Must be the little boys bedtime, you thought, snickering. You remained crouched for a long while afterwards before you dared to lift your head. You watched the windows until each and every light within the mansion flickered out, and waited even longer before you stood for precautions. Army crawling around the corner, you searched for the doors the servants of the manor used. It wasn't long before you came across one.

Standing before the door, you closed your eyes and grasped the doorknob. With your energy focused on the doorknob, you heard a satisfying click. Smirking you peeked inside to be met with nothing but darkness. Now all you had to do was find the kids room... His doors probably decorated with pictures or something. That's easy enough. Slipping into the room, you silently shut and locked the door behind you.

"And what is it that you'd be looking for, m'lady."

The daunting voice made a cold sweat run down your spine. You froze, only shifting enough to see the butler from earlier standing not a foot away from you with candlestick in hand. He was smiling.