Life In The Hands Of A Demon

You didn't have a choice anyways

Sebastian's P.O.V:
"What was I fucking thinking?" I growl out loud as I come to my senses. I pull at my hair as the girl below me is sealing her fate forever.
Well, it's your first Subclass, Sebastian. A demon who will follow your orders. Just like the triplets. 
I guess it had to come someday.
It's odd for a demon to never have a subclass. Unlike undoing the mate process, to break a subclass bond you have to kill the subclass. They usually don't last for more than a 100 or so years.
One of the only perks of this that comes to mind about this, is that for the first year or so she'll want to be by me constantly.
That happens when you make a subclass out of a conscious being. The triplets unlike Ema, were spiders. They didn't have that effect with Hannah because they weren't beings.

Ema's P.O.V:
I wake up and I feel.. different. I don't feel weak anymore and I feel... Needy almost. Climbing out of bed, I scan the room for Sebastian. Of course, why would he be here when I need him? Making my way to the bathroom, a small fire of relief lights inside me as I see him in there.
"Sebastian!" I rush over to him.
"Yes, Mi'lady." For some reason he seems breathless.
"Somethings wrong with me."
"I know." He turns away from me and starts up the bath. My eyebrows furrow together.
"What do you mean you 'know'?" At my side, my hands start to quiver.

Sebastian's P.O.V:
"I mean, I know." I shoot back.
Something runs through me. Guilt?
Huh. Hardly. I'm never guilty and I rarely regret things.
Why am I being so harsh then?
She grabs my left shoulder and turns me around.
"What's wrong with me?" Her voice is more demanding than I've ever heard it be before.
I narrow my eyes at her hand on my shoulder.
"You're a demon. Get over it." I roughly shrug off her touch. Her face goes pale as her mouth slightly parts.
Her fists go ballistic and pound against my back.
"What do you mean a demon? What did you do!?" I turn around and grab her wrists. I'm almost holding her up by them. She's looking at floor where her tears are pooling.
"What did you do?" She sobs.
She looks up at me with water kissed eyes, but they weren't her red eyes. They were fuchsia and feline like. Her lip quivers and my heart breaks for a moment. My eyes flush to match hers and I lift her up and carry her back to the room. She's silent. Her pale face has a pink nose, puffy red eyes, and flushed cheeks from crying.

Ema's P.O.V:
I can't be a demon. I c-can't be. Will won't let me back at the reaper's center. I won't have a chance of ever living with him again. I don't know how Grell will feel. Will he hate me? Think I don't want to be with him anymore? God, and the most fucked up part is I'm scared so scared, and the only sense of relief I get is when I'm with Sebastian. The one who did this to me.
Right now he's carrying me back to the room. His strong hands hold my thighs up.  Below me, his crisp white dress shirt is being stained with my tears.

Good. I hope I fucking ruined your god damn shirt.

He gently places me on the bed and my skin is met with the familiar feeling of silk sheets.
I'm so beside myself right now. How could I let this happen? What if I'm not allowed to see my brother at all anymore?

Sebastian's P.O.V:
"You're going to have to get dressed in more formal clothes, Mi'lady."  She doesn't answer me but instead just bows her head down.  I go over and hold her chin so she has to look at me.
"Ms. Sutcliff, would you rather stay here all day? Alone?" I arch my brow in a quizzing way.
"...no..." Her voice comes out in a small mew.
"Alright then. We should start by getting that hair out of your eyes, don't you agree?"
A small nod is all I'm left with.

Ema's P.O.V:
I'm not even sure how much time as passed. I don't quite remember getting dressed in this black gown, nor do I remember in detail getting my hair done. I look stunning I can agree, but how am I supposed to appreciate beauty at a time like this? My head's swimming a bit.
Maybe I haven't allowed myself to accept that I'm a-a ...
Of course I haven't accepted it.

"Tonight you will formally meet my master. But don't get confused, you will only answer to me. Understood?"
"Clearly."
(A/N this chapter was kind of a filler chapter that's why it's a little bit shorter than usual. Below are the dress and hair style Sebastian picked out for Ema.)