Black Butler/ Kuroshitsuji Smut One Shots (X-Reader)

Undertaker x Reader

Ahh! Please don't be too harsh, this will be the first smut, I hope you enjoy. Now, my name is Demon, and you are all my Psychos! Love you all, I hope to get better over time. Love you!!!

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"Do I have to go?" You groaned to Ciel and Sebastian, as you crossed your arms and leaned your back against the wood. Ciel glared at you, obviously annoyed with your childish attitude. "Yes, the Young Master would like you to get out of the house more, plus he knows how much you enjoy the company of the Undertaker." Sebastian smiled that fake smile of his and you rolled your eyes. It's not that you hated the Undertaker, you liked him in fact, but these two idiots were interrupting your book that you loved.

"Fine but you two owe me big time, now what the hell do you want me to get from him?" You asked, finally putting your book down all the way, the page you were on marked with a bookmark. "Good, we need information about the murders going on. I would do it myself or send Sebastian, but we are needed for other matters involving the case." Ciel told you and you sighed, rolling your eyes. You couldn't believe you were putting down your book for this? You were pretty sure that you annoyed the Undertaker anyway, you annoyed pretty much everyone. You knew the only reason Ciel kept you around was because you were good at many jobs, unlike the other servants.

"Whatever, do you mind getting the carriage ready for me then? I'm going to get ready." You told them and Ciel nodded, gesturing for Sebastian to get the carriage ready. Sebastian bowed respectively and left without another word. You raised and eyebrow at Ciel who was sitting across from you.

"Young Master, do you mind? I'm still in bed, not dressed." Ciel flushed, getting up. "Right, see to it that you are ready soon." And with that, he coughed awkwardly and left the room, leaving you sitting in bed, the book in your lap while you were still in your nightgown. It was probably midday, and it was your day off, so you decided to stay in bed.

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Getting out of the carriage, you brushed off your F/C dress. The heels of your boots clicked against the sidewalk as you stepped on the ground. You looked up at the creepy building ahead of you. The sign read, 'Undertaker'. You walked in, opening the door into the dark room. The floor was littered with skulls, bones and coffins.

"Undertaker?" You called, stepping inside the room. You looked around, but there was no signs of him. You scowled, walking up to one of the coffins that leaned against the wall. You banged on it, trying to wake up the man that was usually asleep when you visited, and usually asleep in the coffin. The lid slid opened the the shadowy figure emerged, an inhuman smile plastered on it's face.

You scowled, crossing your arms over your chest. "'Ello deary, wha' can I do for ye?" The Undertaker asked, stepping out of the coffin and closing the lid behind him. You smiled a little bit. "The Young Lord sent me for information on the murder victims." You told him, stepping closer to him and looking up at his covered face.

"Ah, yes, well ye know the price deary." Undertaker said, a large smile playing on his lips. You sighed, knowing you should of expected this. "Alright. So, how do you kill-" You were interrupted by the Undertaker. "My price has changed love." He told you with a devilish smirk. You raised an eyebrow, your face turning neutral. What the hell was he talking about?

"Oh? Pray tell." You questioned. The Undertaker stepped towards you, his clawed hands reaching out to hold you by the waist. His head dipped down and he skimmed his lips onto your neck, moving upward until you could feel his breath on your ear. You sucked in a sharp breath, eyes widening. Your heart was beating so fast you wondered if it would escape out of your chest.

"Ye see my dear, it seems like I've fallen for ye. And I would love it, if you would kiss me." He told you huskily, and your face turned red. You looked at him, seeing the Undertaker straighten up, a blank face replaced the usual creepy one he wore. You then looked down, smiling a sheepish smile.