Black Butler; The Purest Souls Hide In The Darkest Places {Ciel x Reader}

And So We Dance

The carriage which was being controlled by Sebastian pulled up to a large mansion, turning into the gates.
"We're here. You remember the plan?" Ciel calmly turned his head towards the pale skinned beauty.
"Yes, I do." She nodded. When Ciel continued to stare she clued in to the fact that he wanted her to repeat the plan, just in case, "I'm your maid, here with you and Sebastian to keep you safe and serve you. You're much too important to go out alone. I do whatever I can to get his attention, once I have it, I keep it. I try to get him alone and learn everything I can." She went over the plan in her head, feeling unnerved but much better than the day before. She was getting back to be her old self.
"Good," The door was pulled open and standing outside of it stood Sebastian, holding his hand out.
"Ladies first," He grinned, looking at (y/n). She smiled at him, lightly taking his hand. Once she was on the ground he helped Ciel out who just snarled at the butler, rather than thanking him.
(Y/n) waited behind, allowing Ciel to walk ahead of her and Sebastian just a bit. Once they all reached the door they were welcomed by a butler, dressed similar to Sebastian, he just didn't seem as dark.
"Welcome, Earl Phantomhive, I hope you enjoy your stay," He greeted sweetly.
The three began to make their way inside, bunching together rather than giving Ciel room to be in front. There was a lot of people here. More than any of them expected, that's for sure.
"I don't see him yet but keep an eye out," Ciel leaned over and whispered in (y/n)'s ear.
"Well that could just be because you're so short, young master. It would be a surprise if you could see past everyone's hips!" Sebastian laughed at his own joke, earning quite the glare from Ciel.
"Would you just shut u-" He was interrupted by the sudden outburst of noise from the other side of the room. It sounded like a lot of girls screaming over something.
"Ugh, that must be him over there. (Y/n), find a way to break his circle of ladies." With that being said, Ciel walked a few more steps over to a table filled with treats. As (y/n) watched him she noticed he took a simple chocolate, shoving it into his mouth.
He likes sweets...
She kept that note in her mind, knowing it would come in handy for cooking and baking for him.
"(Y/n), would you care for a dance?" Sebastian asked, which grabbed (y/n)'s attention.
She rose one of her perfectly arched brows at him, "You really think this is the time for dancing? I mean shouldn't we be doing what we came here to do?" (Y/n) twirled a loose piece of hair between her fingers.
"Which is exactly what we would be doing." Sebastian smirked, waiting for her to understand.
Her face lifted into an expression of understanding as she grinned at the butler, "My, it seems you're quite smart. I'd love a dance, Sebastian." (Y/n) bowed, as did Sebastian before (y/n) took the hand Sebastian was holding out to her.
He led her to the dance floor, ignoring all the eyes that followed. Of course, (y/n) didn't notice them as she was much too focused but Sebastian noticed, and he knew very well what they were looking at.
He was still dressed as a butler and (y/n)- well she was dressed as royalty. Like a princess. She looked stunning, even a demon such as Sebastian knew that. All eyes followed them, admiring (y/n)'s beauty and yet being confused as to why she would be dancing with him instead of a noble, such as Ciel. The one she came with. Rumours were obviously going to be spread but all they cared about was getting the job done. Sebastian would leave Ciel to deal with the speculation later.
"Do you like the dress?" Sebastian asked as he placed his other hand on (y/n)'s waist. She reached around and grabbed his shoulder and the two began to dance to the beat of the music.
Much to her surprise and Sebastian's she was actually quite good at dancing. Much better than one would expect. Sebastian filed that thought away, putting it with all the other information on the puzzle of a girl that he had learned already.
"Yes, it's gorgeous. It must have cost a fortune..." (y/n) looked up at Sebastian with her big ruby eyes, looking innocent yet twisted. While most would see her like this and believe she looked innocently beautiful, he saw something behind those eyes, hiding beneath the surface.
"Oh no, it's no problem at all for the young lord, do not fret. I'm glad you like it." Then again, when one looked at Sebastian in this position they may see him as a gentle and kind gentleman, yet when (y/n) looked into his eyes she was something cold and dark. Not beneath the surface, it was just there.
"If you insist..." She trailed off, looking around the room. The Viscount was dancing around with some brunette, "Is that him?" (Y/n) asked, looking at the two. He was much different from what she expected.
"Yes, that it is. Don't be fooled by his fake charms and lies," he whispered in her ear.
"Please, Sebastian. Don't think so lowly of me. I'm not a complete fool," She giggled quietly, "I'll be fine."
"Hm, of course," He whispered back, showing clear amusement.
The Viscounts blonde hair draped over his shoulders, shiny in the light. Shiny purple eyes drew in the attention of most of the ladies in the room. His tall figure appeared to be slim yet muscular. He wore a white suit, looking quite elegant. Of course this was him.
Without warning, Sebastian twirled (y/n) in their direction just as partners were being switched. She almost tripped over her shoes as she spun. The lady who was about to join the Viscount was cut off in her place by (y/n) twisting her foot and falling right over into the Viscount's arms in a dip. He looked down at her, a soft smile on his pink lips. The other girl pouted, running off to complain to her friends about the 'spinning girl with white hair'.
"My, my. What a lovely robin you are, falling right into my open and loving arms. Such beauty on this world, oh my!" He held (y/n) with both arms in quite the tight grip. Her normally pale cheeks were flushed and burning to a bright red as the embarrassment settled in.
"O-oh my. Viscount, I'm so sorry. My partner simply spun me, I had no idea where I was going," She laughed nervously, "I hope I didn't intrude on you."
"Oh no, not at all my dear robin. In fact, I noticed you across the room dancing with that butler. I was hoping you would find me." His grin unnerved (y/n) yet she stayed in her place, waiting for him to lift her back up.
"Oh, you mean Sebastian? Yes, well, it's because simple servants usually don't dance with nobles- such as yourself. It upsets a natural balance," (y/n) laughed nervously, darting her eyes away from his.
"Servants? Oh no, you're much too beautiful to be a mere maid," It was then when he lifted (y/n) back up, placing his hands in a waltz position. She took the signal and did the same as the two began their dance.
"It's true. I'm nothing but a maid for the Phantomhive estate. I'm here to make sure my young master is alright at all times." (Y/n) avoided his eyes and focused hers on his feet, making sure she was doing it properly.
"Oh, how I wish I was your master~ The fun we could have..." He chuckled, leaning down to whisper in her ear.
Faking innocence even though she knew what he had meant, (y/n) tilted her head, her red eyes blinking at him, "While I'm not quite sure what you mean, I do agree. However, I'm bound to my young master." (Y/n) sighed, once again looking at him.
"The innocent ones are always the best ones~" He sang in her ear before pulling back with that kind smile on his face, "My dear robin, won't you look at me again? You have such beautiful eyes..."
(Y/n) slowly looked back up to meet his gaze, automatically wishing she could turn it away again, "Thank you..."
"Such a beautiful red... I swear I've seen them before. What's your name, robin?"
"My name is (y/n)..." She smiled kindly.
"(Y/n), such a beautiful name for a beautiful girl. Now what's your family name?" He gazed upon her with something in his eyes, something she couldn't read.
"I-I'm not sure. I don't know my family name." (Y/n) looked back down at their feet before gazing back up at him, despite her wishing she could fade away from the moment entirely.
"Oh, how tragic!" He almost fell over and he probably would have if not for (y/n)'s firm grip on his hand and shoulder.
"Careful now, Viscount. You don't want to fall over, now do you?" (Y/n) asked with playfulness dancing in her voice.
"You just seem so familiar, dear robin. It's your eyes, perhaps I've seen them... In my dreams," It was more of a statement rather than a question.
"Yes, perhaps. I think I've seen you before as well, Viscount." (Y/n) teased, leaning towards his ear, "Yes, I'm sure of it. You look just like my saviour in all of my dreams."
She leaned back down, noticing the dance was coming to an end and they still weren't off somewhere, alone.
"Oh, my robin, how would you like to go somewhere else? Somewhere more.. Private?" The word rolled off his tongue and it didn't take a genius to know what he meant.
"I would love to, that sounds much better than this party," (y/n) giggled, her hand still in the Viscount's as he led her from the crowd and up the stairs.
As they were moving (y/n) tried to catch Sebastian's eyes but she didn't see that butler anywhere. She tried to meet Ciel's eye but he was too busy watching the crowds, most likely trying to see her. (Y/n) gave up and turned her attention to the Viscount, smiling seductively at him, "I can't wait to see what type of fun you had in mind."
The Viscount simply chuckled. A sound that sent shivers down (y/n)'s spine. But she knew she owed it to Ciel to go on with the plan. No matter what.
Sebastian was still lingering in the crowd, watching as (y/n) got led up the stairs. She looked scared at first but then the fear was replaced with the face of a seductress. Sebastian almost stopped in his place. How odd that a girl like her was able to even make a movement that was seductive to a demon. Usually demons were the ones with the seductive movements and looks.
He turned his body back around, heading over to where Ciel was standing. He wasted no time telling his young master what had happened.
Everything was going to plan.
Was.
While Sebastian and Ciel stood downstairs, Aleistor was leading (y/n) down many long hallways, quite far away from the party. She didn't question it, the teen just went along with the peculiar man.
"Just a little bit farther, my robin," He leaned over, whispering in her ear, "Did you know that out of every beauty down there, you are the most outstanding one of all?"
"Oh my~" (y/n) giggled, lightly squeezing his hand, "That would really say something. There's so many pretty girls down there, I'm sure that isn't true."
"Your beauty outdoes theirs." He sounded sincere but (y/n) knew not to trust the words he said.
"If you insist," She let him lead her into a door, it was dark but she could make out the shapes of a bed and other furniture around it.
"My robin, how would you like to spread your wings and fly away, leaving your innocence behind?" He was so close to (y/n) she could feel the warmth radiating off his body as his arms slithered like snakes around her waist. She could feel him breathing on the back of her neck as he began to kiss it after moving her long hair aside.
"Why me? Surely you have many other girls here that could have fun with you.." (y/n) closed her eyes, trying to control the urge to scream.
"Because, you are special," He walked forward, taking (y/n) with him as he pushed on her from behind. She couldn't help but fall onto the bed, landing on her chest. Aleistor slid away from her, moving to the window and pulling the curtains open. Suddenly moonlight flooded the room, giving them both more light to see.
"My, you look lovely in the moonlight," He whispered, looking down at (y/n) like a predator looks at it's prey.
"As do you, Viscount," (y/n) winked playfully, turning around so that she was laying on her back, "You didn't tell me how many other girls you have in here that could be in my place," She almost flinched as he crawled on top of her twirling her soft hair in his gloved hand.
"What an odd question, robin... None that I want, all the girls downstairs are all the same. Bland. They shamelessly throw themselves upon me, not listening to what I say unless it's a compliment." He shook his head, staring down at (y/n), a smirk playing onto his handsome face.
"I see..." (y/n) trailed off, turning her head to the side, "You know, Viscount... I've heard things about you..." (y/n)'s eyes slowly moved to look back at the Viscount, trying to read his facial expressions. He showed nothing but lust.
"Good things I would hope," He chuckled, moving (y/n)'s bangs away from her eyes
"Mostly, yes," (y/n) lied before biting softly on her bottom lip, "Though some bad... Is it true that you auction girls off, Viscount?" (Y/n) looked full back at the man, staring deep into his violet eyes.
At first he was glad that she was looking at him so confidently, with such a strong stare but he quickly wanted to shrivel up under that same stare. It was now him who had shivers going through his spine.
"While it is true that I used to be like that, I have turned a page, my lovely robin. I'm not like that anymore, I haven't kidnapped anyone," He played it off, wishing he could look away but something in her eyes wouldn't allow him to do so.
Something about them reminded him of a broken promise, one that he could not remember.
"I see..." (y/n) was skeptical but considering she hadn't been gassed yet she decided that he may be telling the truth, "You wouldn't lie to me, would you, Viscount?"
"No, of course not. I would never lie to such a beautiful lady such as yourself," He ran his hand down the side of her face before stopping to cup her cheek in his hand.
"Don't you think they'll be missing you at the party?" (Y/n) shifted under Aleistor, causing him to suddenly become more aware of how hostile she'd become.
"There's entertainment to keep them busy. Is something wrong?" He leaned his head down slightly, looking at her lips rather than her eyes.
She noticed this and tried to slither out from under him but his grasp was much too strong, "No, nothing at all... I'm just concerned for your guests, that's all. Besides, I think my young master will be wishing to leave soon and I must be with him..."
"Now who said you were leaving with him?" Aleistor smirked, his breath hot on (y/n)'s ear.
As her eyes widened a cloth was pressed firmly to her mouth, keeping her from not only screaming but leaving as well.
"I'm terribly sorry my dear robin," (y/n) heard him whisper softly before everything went black. She didn't hear him whisper, "I just can't allow you to leave me again. Such beauty deserves the best and I will give that to you... My love."

Ciel was downstairs, tapping his foot impatiently against the tiled floor, "What is taking her so long?" He hissed, looking around at the crowd.
Sebastian stood by his side, looking smug as ever, "I don't know, my lord, perhaps she is still getting the information you asked for," He spoke logically and calmly.
"I wanted to get this over with quickly, spending my night standing around at some party wasn't what I had planned."
Sebastian simply stood there, a smirk upon his lips, "I had told you this morning, young master."
"Oh, be quiet," Ciel snapped, annoyed with his butlers smugness, "I was hoping you had miscalculated. I did tell you I wanted this done quickly after all."
"Me miscalculating?" Sebastian laughed lightly, turning his head to look down at Ciel, "Please, if I couldn't estimate how long my young masters events of the day would last, what kind of a butler would I be?"
Ciel's face dropped, being more annoyed with Sebastian. Just as he was about to snap at him a familiar figure dressed in white caught their eye as it moved down the stairs.
Without the familiar red eyed beauty by his side.
"Sebastian, let's go," Ciel started walking towards the Viscount.
"Yes, my lord," Sebastian followed after him, also slightly confused as to where their darling maid had gone.
"Viscount," Ciel called out as they neared the blonde, "Have you by any chance seen my maid? I really must be leaving soon and I cannot find her."
"Yes, you see my young master must make it home for his bedtime which is quickly approaching," Sebastian looked down at Ciel, a closed eye smile on his face.
Ciel was about to snap at Sebastian before the Viscount interrupted, "You mean my lovely robin with the gorgeous red eyes?"
"I'm quite sorry but she is not your anything. Yes, that does sound like my maid. Where did you last see her?" Ciel was growing more and more impatient with the man.
"She's my lover now, no longer shall she be bound to you in any way. Once we get married she'll never have to settle for being a maid ever again. She even said it herself, she agreed to marry me. She even allowed me to do other things..." The Viscount smirked, licking his lips as if remembering something.
Ciel snarled, "I would like to hear it from her."
"I'm afraid that is not possible, she's quite tired after what we did and has fallen asleep. She's so lovely, even while sleeping," Aleistor clasped his hands under his chin, remembering his love, "You know.. I don't even think you-"
He was cut off when a young lady threw herself at him, screaming something about her shoes.
Ciel and Sebastian took the time to walk away, moving somewhere away from the crowd where they could plan their next move.

(Y/n) slowly tossed and turned, groaning when she tried to move her arms only to find them chained to the bed frame. Her eyes quickly shot open as she became aware of the situation once again.
Oh no... No, no, no, this wasn't supposed to happen...
She struggled with her arms for a few more seconds, realizing that her legs were also chained down.
"Help! Is anyone out there?! Can anybody hear me?! Sebastian?! Ciel?!" (Y/n) screamed out to no avail.
"Either this room is soundproof or we strayed very far from the party..." (y/n) groaned, her wrists becoming sore from the cold metal keeping her hostage.
"I'll never be found. Ciel and Sebastian will just leave me here and find some other way to get their information. Then that creep will be free to do whatever..." (y/n)'s eyes widened as she looked down at her body for any signs of something being out of place. Thankfully she didn't see anything. Her dress was still on tightly and from what she felt, her corset was as well.
"Sebastian?! Anyone?! Aleistor, let me go!" (Y/n) hollered once again.
"My, my. This isss quite the situation. You're screaming all the wrong names, my dear..." A gentle voice whispered from the other side of the room.
(Y/n) twisted her head, a tall figure standing beside the closed window. The moonlight that was shining through illuminated them but not very well.
Pale skin, one red eye and one black staring down at her with amusement glistening through them. On his tall figure he wore a simple black suit, much like Sebastian's, except this man wore a red vest. He seemed to have piercings in both of his ears, silver rings in two spots. His black hair appeared to be both messy and neat all at the same time.
"W-who are you? How did you get in here?!" (Y/n) stammered, once again tugging at the chains that bound her.
"You don't remember me? Oh, how sad," The man licked his lips, stepping closer.
"No, I don't. I've never seen you before in my life," (y/n) mumbled, "So how would you except me to remember you?"
"First of all," The man chuckled darkly, a sound that echoed throughout the room around them, "I would except you to remember the man you're bound to from now until the rest of.. Well. Until the day you die and I get to devour your soul. Second of all, as if you would remember anyways. Even if you had met me you wouldn't remember it. Not with a memory like that, love."