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

Argument

Your POV

"I-I've been tempting you?" You asked him shakily as he put his head on top of yours, smelling your hair.

"All day... I can't take it any more." He said through gritted teeth. He bent down a little and kissed you. You pushed him back and took a breath.

"H-How? When?" You asked him. He looked into your eyes and smirked.

"When you were eating the cake, when you were asleep in the carriage, when you were sitting on my lap... Master, so many times to today... It's too much." He kissed you on your neck softly.

"Damien, I need to get changed." You told him, trying to push him away from you.

"Lady Grimm, do you not like me?" Damien asked in a sad tone. You stopped trying to push him and looked up. "Whenever I express any sort of feelings towards you, you push me away."

"Damien, I-"

"In the carriage today, you had your arms around the Earl. Do you have feelings towards him? Is he why you are rejecting me?" He interrupted you

"Of course no-" You tried to tell him he was wrong.

"Or is it the Butler? Are his subtle touches and kisses on your hand enough to get your blood pumping?" Damien snarled at the mention of Sebastian. You shook your head.

"I told you my feelings towards you, Damien. Is that not enough to convince you?" You asked him, tears pricking the corners of your eyes. Damien sighed and took a few steps back, covering his eyes with one hand.

"I-I can't talk to you now. It does not matter anymore, My Lady. Let us get you dressed." Damien got onto one knee and helped you out of your dress. You first put on the puffy blue one, but they're were too many frills.

The orange one was too bright and the white one had too many sparkles.

The one you choose was a slightly less puffy and had a couple of roses near the top.

You didn't talk to Damien as you were getting changed. If you did, you would have started crying. You couldn't believe what he had said. Did he really think that? Did he really think that the Phantomhives were stealing your heart?

You walked out of the changing room in your new dress and left Damien to pick up the other dresses, not wanting to see him for a while. As much as you loved him and wanted him to hold you and kiss you, he had just told you that he didn't want to talk to you. And that, to you, was maddening.

Damien's POV

Lady Grimm walked out of the changing room, leaving you to tidy up the dresses.

You wished you hadn't said anything. Now she thought you didn't want to talk to her, but that was not what you meant. Of course you wanted to talk to her. You wanted to call her back in and kiss her on the spot; she was everything to you. If she ignored you, it would be hell. And you knew what Hell was like.

You picked up the dresses and walked out of the room. You handed them over to the lady behind the counter -her dress was horrible- and paid for (F/N)'s grey one.

Lady Grimm was just standing near the door, admiring a few other dresses. You began to walk over, but when she noticed you, she opened the door herself and stood outside.

Your heart hurt at her actions. You knew that she would not be speaking to you for a while.

You opened the door and walked out.

"I need shoes." She told you, no emotion in her words. You nodded as she began heading to the Shoemakers.

A small bell rang as you opened the door for (F/N). She walked in and looked at the shoes. She sighed and sat on a stool.

"Choose some shoes for me, Butler." She ordered.

Now she wasn't even using your name.

You walked around the shop and picked out a pair of flat black shoes with small designs on the side, a pair of heeled black shoes with nothing on them and some white sparkly shoes. As you showed then to her, she instantly tapped the heeled black shoes.

You nodded and paid the jolly man in the corner of the shop.

You knew where you were heading next; the corset makers. You helped (F/N) into the shores and placed the old ones into a bag with her old dress.

As you reached ' Cordelia's Corsets' -really creative name- you allowed your Master inside.

Cordelia immediately hurried over and took Grimm's measurements. She then looked up at you with her green eyes and batted her eyelashes, flicking her purple hair away from her eyes.

You internally scoffed at that woman's failed attempt to flirt with you.

Once she found the perfect corset, you both exited the shop, still in silence.