Sebastian Michaelis x Male Reader

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You're a guy now

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"Ah--" I moan as quietly as possible. I don't want to wake the "Highness" and have him beat me again. "Nng~ Claude...you promised to be gentle this time..." I close my eyes and grunt at the pain Claude is causing me. "N-not so fast!" I whisper harshly.
"I'm sorry, (y/n)," Claude mumbles as he tightens the corset. "It's the Young Master's orders." He places the (h/c) wig over my head. "Hmm..." he mumbles to himself as he takes in my form.

"What?" I ask harshly. "What is wrong with me this time?"

"You seem to be filling out, (y/n)," he tells me.

"Are you calling me fat?" I ask him sarcastically. Claude only sighs and helps me put the rest of my outfit on. I came to the Trancy manor a year ago starving and alone. His Highness was kind enough to take me in, clothe me, and feed me. But there was a price to that. I have been his loyal servant since that day. I must do what he says and let him do with me what he pleases. He's really not that bad. Trancy just has me keep him company when Claude is gone. And...he also has me dress in drag.

Claude closes his eyes and sighs (something I take to mean that he secretly loves me). "I wasn't calling you fat, though you do seem to have gained some weight." He places his hands on my shoulders and turns me to face a mirror. "It seems you're just a late bloomer. His Highness will not be pleased if you cannot play a convincing woman."
"He wouldn't...you know..." I shudder at the thought of what Master Alois might do to my body in order to keep me feminine enough to pass as a woman.

"I'm certain he wouldn't alter your anatomy," Claude tells me. Though he's not very reassuring. I turn to him and wrap my arms around his long torso. Claude lets out an annoyed sigh and pats my back. "Please control your emotional urges. We'll be having guests today."

I sigh, letting go of him. "Does this mean I have to answer to 'Grace' until they leave?"
"Of course, now, why don't you go wake His Highness," Claude tells me as he pushes me out of my room. "He does enjoy waking up to your face."
"It's never my face he's looking at," I mumble as I make my way to Trancy's room. I open the curtains, letting light flow onto his bed, waking him up immediately.

"Oh, it's you, (y/n)," Alois sighs. He sits up and beckons me over, grabbing the skirt of my dress when I don't come as close as he wants me to. "Does Claude have something bad planned for today?"

"Your Highness?" I ask him, careful not to make eye contact.

"He only lets you wake me up when something bad is supposed to happen." He stands up and stretches, taking a moment to look at me. "You've gotten taller." I feel his hand grab onto my upper arm and give it a squeeze. "And stronger...I guess soon you won't be able to pose as Grace anymore. I'll have to have you pretend to be a gardener or something else for our guests...pity." He pulls on my wig and giggles. "Maybe I'll have you give me a bath once our guests leave!"
"May I remind you that I am still male," I tell him quietly. Alois just giggles and dances around me until Claude shows up.

"Grace, our guests are just now arriving. Please escort them to their appropriate rooms."

"Yes, sir," I say in the softest voice I can manage. The hardest part is always sounding like a girl. With the corset and wig I can easily look like one. I've been trained on how to act like one. But my voice is just a bit too deep. I always have to be really careful about that around His Highness' guests. Just as I get to the front entrance, there's a light knock on the door. I sigh and muster up all my courage before opening it. "I'm sorry to keep you waiting. The Trancy Butler is a bit busy tending to His Highness at the moment. Please, allow me to escort you to your room." I look up after bowing and nearly meet the gaze of a young boy. Perhaps he is the same age as Trancy. It doesn't really matter. Next to him stands a tall butler who has the same dark aura around him that Claude carries. Rich people and their preference of butlers are so strange.