Tainted (Sebastian x Reader's Butler x Reader x Ciel)

The Piano Lesson

   You looked up to see Damien looking back down at you, a blush tinting his cheeks.

   "You know," You began, smirking. Damien pushed your hair out of your eyes. You stood and brushed your dress down. "you're pretty damn mean for a butterfly." You smirked.

   Damien sighed and stood up. "You're welcome. Anyway, let's start the lesson."

   You nodded and turned to the piano, only to find that your legs were still weak. You stumbled a little bit, but Damien wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you to him, you palms laying on his chest. Blushing, you stood in confusion. You felt different.

   Your heart was beating a lot harder than usual around him. Your breathing hitched a little as he looked down at you. You didn't dare to look up at him; you were blushing furiously. You gripped lightly onto the front of his tailcoat, causing him to smile.

   "My Lady?" His soothing voice said quietly. You shook your head and pushed away from him. After a couple of seconds, you turned and sat at the piano. You exhaled as Damien stood next to you.

   "Begin the lesson, Damien." You ordered. He nodded and placed some sheet music in front of you. As you read the notes, your fingers glided across the keys. Although you were so much better at playing without music, you had yet to learn this song, and this was your favourite one.

   Damien would correct you every now and then, and you would nod in return, replaying the song until you got it perfect.

   "Play the song again, Young Lady." He said. You put your fingers on the keys and played it again. As the song really began, Damien played a high pitched accompaniment. His large hands easily reached each chord as he played along with you. It sounded beautiful.

   "This, Damien," You finished the song and stood up, looking at your butler as he closed the piano lid. "is a prime example as to why I don't need any other servants in this manor."

   "Thank you, Mistress (Y/N)." He bowed from his waist as he smiled his heart warming smile. Your heart fluttered a little, knowing you had caused him this emotion. You flicked your (H/C) of your back slightly, exposing your contract mark, even though most of it was hidden by your dress. Damien chuckled as he reached out and held your hair to the side. Tracing a finger along your spine, he stopped as he reached your pentagram. Circling around it, he sighed as you shivered, completely frozen. "Beautiful..." He whispered.

   Damien's POV

   "Beautiful..." You whispered, both about the pentagram and (Y/N). She truly was. Her big, (E/C) eyes glistened all the time and her glossy hair put all the other girls in England to shame. Her (S/C) skin was so soft and smooth that you could accidentally touch her, and you wouldn't even feel out it. And as for her voice... It was so... sexy. Even if most of her words were orders, you wanted to hear her voice over and over again, especially when she told you that she only needed you, and that you were perfect.

   You felt her shiver under your touch. Sighing, you turned her around and held out your hand.

   "Would you like this dance, Milady?" You asked as politely as you could. She held your hand with her delicate touch and you led her to the centre of the room, ready to start the lesson.

   She placed her other hand on your shoulder as her grip on your hand tightened. You rested your hand on her waist, feeling a tingle at her touch.

   It was going to be hard to resist her from now, and resisting things, you knew, was absolute hell. When you first met her, the trauma and pain she had felt added a desirable treasure to her soul, and that was all you wanted. But now, you wanted her.

   You wanted her touch, her voice, her body, her lips, her love... You wanted to make her happy, much happier than she had ever been before. You wanted to hear her say those three special words as you kissed her passionately under the moonlight.

   But, as a Butler and a Demon, it was improper to say such things. The only time you would say anything about your feelings would be if she asked, and judging by her current mood, it was not going to be for a while.

   You needed her so much more than she knew.