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

Personal Alarm

   Your POV

   "Young Master,  you must get up." Damien alarmed you. You pulled the duvet over your head and groaned.

   "Five minutes..." You told him. He shook his head and pulled the cover off your head, planting a quick kiss on your cheek. You blushed and turned your head into the pillow.

   "Earl Phantomhive is waiting for you downstairs." Damien smirked. You immediately sat up and pushed your blanket away. You had forgotten you were no longer in your own Manor.

   "Get me dressed. I would like the bottle green dress." You ordered him, standing up. That one was your second favourite. You liked the how plain it was, and yet how beautiful it made you look, well, according to Damien anyway. You never did flatter yourself in such ways. Attempting to comb your hands through your messy hair, you shook your head.

   Damien returned to your side with the chosen dress. Helping you out of your nightshirt, he stared lustfully into your eyes. You looked away and Damien picked up your corset. Tightening it around you, he tied the laces and looked at you again, this time his eyes flashed pink.

   "Damien, no." You ordered him as if he was a dog. He tilted his head to the side and pouted playfully. Shaking your head, Damien helped you into your dress. He brushed your (H/C) hair down slightly to cover the contract and you turned around. Before anything could happen, you hopped off into the bathroom and brushed your teeth. Applying a little bit of your lavender soap to your hands, you washed your face before dabbing it dry with a towel. Damien was waiting for you outside of the bathroom.

   As you walked past him, you reached for the handle. However, before you could open the door, Damien took your hand and spun you around. Backing you up against the wall, he nuzzled your neck and placed his hands on your hips.

   "You look beautiful, Master~" He cooed. You blushed and gave him a hug. Hiding your face in the crook of his neck, you sighed.

   "I must go meet Ciel, Damien." You tried to push him away, but, once again, he wanted you too much. He looked down at your face and smiled. Trying your best not to smile -therefore encouraging him- you looked down. He placed two fingers under your chin and lifted your head up. He bent down and kissed you passionately. You were too in love with him to refuse, and so you kissed him back and tilted your head a little. Within three seconds, you both got lost in the kiss. 

   Damien's hands slipped all the way around you and gripped you tightly and closely to him, and your hands combed through his white hair and drew circles on his back. Breaking away for air, you ruffled his hair once more. You held the handle to open the door, but Damien put a hand on your shoulder.

   "You look flustered, if either of them see you, they'll know something's happening. It'll ruin your family name." He told you, flattening out the fresh creases on your dress. When he finished, he stood up and fanned your face, smiling. "There, all better. You may go."

   You nodded and, finally, opened the door. Stepping out into the corridor, you took a breath. Damien walked out of the room after you and closed the door.

   "Where now?" You asked. Damien pointed down the hallway and to the left. Following his instructions, you walked calmly down it and turned to your left at the first entrance. You found yourself standing at the top of the stairs.

   Sebastian's POV

   Lady Grimm and her Butler appeared at the top of the stairs. You nearly dropped the boxes you had in your hands when you saw how stunning she looked. The dress may have hidden most of her body, but to you, that made her look even more enticing.

   You cleared your throat and tried not to show any signs of being distracted. You hurried to the dining room and put the boxes down. As you re-entered the main foyer, you bowed and smiled.

   "Good Morning, Lady (F/N). My Master is waiting for you in the dining room." You told them. You waited for Mistress Grimm and Damien to reach the bottom of the stairs. You walked over to them and smiled, gesturing them towards the dining hall. "Today's breakfast will be Blueberry Pancakes and Earl Grey Tea." You introduced the breakfast as they approached the room. 

   You expected the usual, 'Wow, Sebastian!' or 'Did you do this all by yourself?', but nothing came. She just sat on the opposite side of the ridiculously long table and said nothing.

   But for some strange reason, that made you want to hear her praise.