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

Do Demons Have Feelings?

   Your POV

   Damien had packed all of your stuff and loaded them into a carriage. The Phantomhive Manor wasn't so far away, and so you didn't bother taking a pillow like you always did. Your Butler had hired a driver as well, so he could sit in with you.

   Damien helped you inside before he got in himself, closing the door behind him. He tapped three times on the roof as the carriage began to move.

   "Damien, sit next to me will you?" You asked him. He smiled and stood up. Just as he was about to move forward, the carriage jolted and it sent him flying forwards. His hands were placed either side of your head as you sat in shock. Damien smiled, not even trying to move away.

   "My Lady, it seems you are blushing." He stated. You noticed how close your faces were and blushed even harder, looking away.

   "J-Just sit down, Damien." You told him. He sighed moved next to you. You quickly glanced at him, and sure enough he was blushing too.

   Does he have feelings for me? Is that why he was blushing...?

   "Damien," You whispered, resting your tired head on his shoulder. He hummed as an answer. You took a deep breath, "do Demons have feelings?"

   Damien's POV

   You hesitated for a moment. Your stunning master had just asked you the question you thought she never would.

   "Demons do have feelings, My Lady." You said.

   "What feelings are they?" She asked again. You took a deep breath and smiled at her.

   "Well, there's happiness, sadness, anger... Love." You whispered the last one, hoping your master wouldn't ask anything else.

   "Are those feelings towards humans? Or is it impossible for a connection between the two...?" (Y/N) wondered. You looked down at her, only to see her bright red. She was biting her bottom lip -quite seductively as well.

   After a small debate in your head, you rested yourself to tell her what you felt. Sighing, you turned your head to look directly at her. She looked back up at you with those big, gorgeous eyes that made you fall even more for her.

   "My Lady, do you wish for me to say my feelings towards someone?" You questioned her. Her faced turned even redder than before as she nodded. "It is possible for a connection between the Demon and human. An example of this would be between one of My Masters and I."

   You tried to hide the fact that you were talking about her. Her gaze faltered for a second at the thought of you being someone else's.

   "She is beautiful. The most stunning human I had ever met, and my heart can't live with the amount of beating it does when I'm around her. Her soul is the most pure yet tainted one I have yet to encounter, and that was all I wanted at first. Whenever I was with her, her soul was so tempting I could barely hold myself back.

   "But after many years with her, I had fallen in love. Her hair, her eyes, her lips, her personality... Everything makes me want more than her soul. I don't want to be just her butler, I want to be more than that. Resisting myself from her is so damn her hard. I need her so much, it drives me crazy without her." You whispered. She sat back up straight and removed herself from your shoulder.

   "Why are you speaking in present tense, Damien?" She asked, her voice shaking with each word. You inhaled and walked in front of her. Bending down on one knee, you took her hand. Bringing it to your lips, you brushed her soft skin with them as you breathed the words,

   "I cannot live without you, My Angel."

   You leant forward and kissed her on her lips, savouring each second. Butterflies danced in your stomach, feathers tickled your heart and Cupid shot his arrow. You smiled as you felt her kiss you back and wrap her arms around your neck, pulling you closer.

   You slowly let your hands glide around her small waist as you deepened the kiss. You loved her so much, that this moment was just pure bliss. You never wanted to let her go, ever. In the end, you stopped so she could breathe.

   Your POV

   You tilted your head back so you could breathe, only for Damien to start kissing down your neck. Your breathing hitched as his hands dropped down to your hips and his kisses became hungrier.

   "D-Dam... ien." You breathed out. His grip tightened slightly as he pulled back to look in your eyes. You moaned in annoyance when he stopped. "I love you so much more than you think." You brought him back in for a kiss, this time you combed his hair with your fingers. He moaned quietly as your hands played with his white locks, making you internally fist pump the air.

   He pulled back for a brief second and looked into your eyes. Instead of the usual clear blue, they were a burning, passionate pink.