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

Arriving

   Your POV

   "My Lady, we have arrived." Damien's voice woke you up. Rubbing your eyes, you felt something over you. You opened your (E/C) eyes and saw your Butler's coat. Remembering the past events, you blushed and sat up. You took in the coat's scent, the smell of wood smoke and chocolate coating your lungs.

   "As much as I want you to smell my belongings, Mistress Grimm, we have arrived at the Phantomhive Manor."

   You blushed even harder and looked to your left. Damien was standing there with his hand outstretched to you. You took it and stood up, the coat still draped over your shoulders. You slipped your arms through the sleeves and pulled it closer to you as you felt the cold air on your sensitive skin. Damien got down on one knee and began doing up the buttons, although you were sure he'd prefer to undo them. Smiling, he stood up and hopped out of the carriage. He helped you down, holding your hand. But this time, it felt different. Could it be that he was holding you tighter with a lot more love? Or that he was watching you, making sure that you didn't get hurt in the slightest way possible?

   You thanked him, which was rare from you, and looked at the Manor. It was amazing. Although it was about the same as yours, the exterior was a lot fancier. The garden wasn't as beautiful as the one Damien tends to, especially with all of the leafless trees outside. You pulled the bottom of your dress down a little and yawned.

   "Quite the attraction." Damien smiled in a daze. 

   "It is, isn't it." You replied. You heard a sigh as a pair of arms hugged you from behind. Damien nuzzled your neck slightly.

   "I was talking about you..." He whispered into your ear. 

   "Damien! N-Not out in the open!" You stuttered, trying to unravel yourself from his grip. He kissed you on the neck before he walked away to get the luggage off the carriage. You walked up to the door of the Manor and looked down. Blushing a light shade of red, you heard the horses drag the carriage away as Damien returned to your side with your belongings in hand. 

   "Mistress," He said, dropping his shoulders slightly and smiling. "you look so cute in my coat. It's many a size too big for you, is it not?" 

   You looked down and noticed you were still in his coat. As you were about to undo the buttons, the door opened.

   "Welcome to the Phantomhive Manor."

   Sebastian's POV

   You opened the door to a beautiful girl in an over sized black coat, accompanied by a tall white haired Butler. She caught your eyes first. Although the coat looked ridiculous, she was adorable in it. Her expression reminded you of Ciel, although this time it didn't piss you off as much, if anything, it made your heart feel weird.

   "Welcome to the Phantomhive Manor." You greeted them. The girl frowned and waited for her Butler to introduce her.

   "This," He said, bowing slightly. There was something off about this man, but you couldn't tell what. The smaller lady next to him crossed her arms and looked up at him. She acted very much like Ciel. "is Mistress (F/N) Grimm, the owner of Kingdom."

   You looked up at the Butler again. This time, his eyes were searching your face as if there was something wrong. Could he have known what you were? No, impossible. You looked just like a human, didn't you?

   "Ah, I do believe My Master has been awaiting your arrival." You bowed. (F/N) unfolded her arms and looked directly at you. There was a strange feeling in your chest, almost like a pain. "Please, do come in."

   "Took you long enough." She muttered. You chuckled at her behaviour and stepped aside to let them through. The Lady walked through the doorway, slightly brushing her hair on your face. You inhaled the scent of her soul. How delicious it was! The pain and torture she had obviously been put through added so much more flavour to her soul, and you wanted it so much. You held yourself back... for now, anyway.

   Next, her Butler brushed past, and that was when you realised; the foul stench of blood, ashes and pain was too odd for it to be natural. So what if it was unnatural? The smell of thousands of souls clouded my thoughts as he looked at me, his eyes flashing pink. You looked down at (F/N) and flashed your eyes pink, smirking at her Butler's intense glare at you.

   Sebastian and Damien's POV

   She's mine.