Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji) Smuts/One Shots [DISCONTINUED]

Ch.4 ~ Adrian Crevan (Undertaker) X Fem!Reaper!Reader {Lemon}

WARNING! THIS IS A LEMON! INTENSE SEXUAL CONTENT! READER DISCRETION ADVISED!  READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!
            {Requested by  @Decapitated_ Cheshire}
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{Key}
(Y/N) = Your Name (First Name)
(F/N) = First Name\
(L/N) = Last Name /
(f/c) = Favorite Color
(d/s) = Death Scythe of your choice
(h/l) = Hair Length
(h/c) = Hair Color
(c/o/c) = Color of your Choice

Note: The term (F/N) is only used when paired with the term (L/N)
{ That is why there is a backwards slash at the end of the term (F/N), and a frontwards slash at the end of the term (L/N) in the Key. ((It makes an arrow pointing to the right btw)) }
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              (Adrian's P.O.V)
         I took off my hat and put it on a coffin nearby. I pulled my hair back, revealing my shimmering  green eyes. I looked in the mirror on my wall, tracing my finger on the scars carved within my face. Flashbacks of  her start running through my mind.

Her face.

Her smile.

Her laugh.

I start asking myself the same question.

Why did I leave her?

Why?

She made me truly happy.

She made me smile.

She made me laugh.

So why did I leave her?

                 *Flashback*
"Adrian! Wait up!" She called, running towards me. I turn around to look at her.
"Yes?" I say softly. She looks at me, concerned and worried.
"I heard you issued a retirement document."
"Yes I have." I replied.
"I also heard some rumors that you  are going to leave, is that true?" She whispered the last part.
"That is correct." I answer.
She looks at me in disbelief.
"You're going to leave me?" She said, sadness in her voice.
"I am departing for personal reasons.  I, in truth, do not wish to leave you, but I must." I answer again.
"I see....." She says and hugs me eagerly.
"I'll miss you...." She murmurs into my chest, where she laid her head.
"I will miss you too, dear." I whispered.
*End of Flashback*
       Tears rolled down my cheek. Those personal reasons were just selfish things I wanted to do to please my suspicions of humans.

She probably doesn't hold any affection towards me anymore.

She probably only holds hatred in her heart for me after what I did to her.

I don't blame her.

She has the right to be mad at me.

      I sigh and wipe the tears off my face. I let my bangs fall in front of my face, covering my eyes. I take my hat from on top of the coffin and place it on my head.

I turned on my lantern that was on a coffin that was used as a desk and sat on the floor.
     
            *Meanwhile*

             (Reader's P.O.V)

I sigh as I look up at the sky while I walk the streets of England. I usually take a walk in the human realm when I am done collecting the souls I was given to collect. It soothes me as I walk down the sidewalk, my death scythe hidden.