Sebastian x master reader

💦💎💦Setting - you just signed the contract or whatever that morning, so you're still thinking of a name for him.

Just something funny. Alfred always calls everyone master (name), and I always laugh when he says 'master dick'. Like lol, with all the girlfriends he's had, it must be true.

"Demon."

The demon walked into the living room, no expression on his face.

"Yes, master?" He bowed with one hand on his chest. I smirked, not gonna get used to that anytime soon.

"What did your old master call you? I can't think of a name that'll suit you. It's really been bugging me," I said.

"Is 'demon' not sufficient enough?" He sassed. I glared at him. He was a bit too sassy for my taste, but it sure was nice to have someone around the house. He wasn't too bad on the eyes either.

"Just answer the question."

"Sebastian Michaelis," he said, a small smirk on his face.

"Like the crab?" I laughed at the thought. He raised an eyebrow, probably having no idea what i talking about.

"I was thinking about naming you (name), but Sebastian is kinda nice too. What do you think?"

"What ever please you, my lady," he said smoothly. I rolled my eyes.

"Sebastian it is then," I yawned.

"Are you tired?" He questioned. He didn't care. All he wants is my soul.

Well, he'll get it once his end of the deal is finished. Once I find my family and save them from what we date has taken them, he'll take my soul. I didn't regret a thing. My family was priceless, I was forgettable. Replaceable. Tired.

"Yes, I'm gonna go to bed now. Goodnight, Sebastian," I got up from my chair and set my book of baby names down.

"Would you like any help into bed?"

I stopped and turned to look at him. This was so weird, having someone to cater for my every need.

"Did you help your old master into bed?"

He nodded. I smirked.

"Well, sure then. Show me how you help someone into bed," I said. He smirked a little.

We were soon in my room, and I stood there awkwardly as he undressed me. I was blushing, trying to ignore his fingers brushing over my skin.

"You don't find this at all awkward?" I questioned. He undid the last button to my shirt, but thank the lord it didn't open and reveal myself to him.

"Not at all," he commented. Damn him. He moved to my yoga pants, and slid them down. My face burned bright red. He didn't look at me at all, which made me feel better. Good thing I shaved recently.

He pulled my pants away and set them on the bed. He grabbed a comfortable shirt. I was nervous. Was he just going to take off my shirt? Was he going to let me do it?

He stood to his full height. He reached for my unbuttoned shirt. I grabbed his hand, but let go when he pulled back.

"Something wrong?"

"Uh, nope! Just that, you're excused from your duties for the night! You've been real swell today, why not take a break!"

Wow, so convincing. He's only been working for me a day and I'm telling him to take a break. And swell? Who even says that?

He smiled.

"Of course," he said.  He bowed and made his way out.

I quickly pulled on my shirt and a pair of shorts. I certainly wasn't tired after that little fiasco. I went to the double doors leading out to my patio. I sat on the chair out there, shivering from the cold. I was too lazy to get a blanket.

It sure was going to be weird living with a demon, a demon butler actually. But he would protect me and tend to my very need until my family is found and living a good life. But then I'll be dead. I won't get to live happily with my family like I've always wanted. 

I leaned my head to the side, the cold was numbing me, making me tired again. I curled up, and fell asleep.

I woke when warm hands touched my cheek.

"My, it seems you fell asleep outside." Sebastian. I grumbled something to him, a little annoyed that he woke me up.

His hands left my cheek and wrapped around my back and waist. I was lifted up and pressed against his warm body. I heard him chuckle.

"You really shouldn't sleep outside, especially in the middle of November. You could get sick," he said. He put me gently into my cold bed, and pulled the covers up to my chin.

I opened one eye, and saw him watching me closely.

"Thank you," I mumbled and closed my eye again. Sleep overcame me again.

I woke up to loud banging on my front door. I groaned and got up. The banging got louder, but suddenly stopped. I grabbed a sweatshirt and walked to the door, rubbing my eyes. To my surprise, Sebastian was already there, talking to someone.

He turned when he noticed me.

"Ah, good morning. I was hoping this wouldn't wake you up," he said with a closed eye smile. I ignored him and tried to see who was at the door. Sebastian moved in my line of sight.

"What are you doing? Who's at the door?" I question, narrowing my eyes. Two days into the contract and he's already hiding something from me.
Suddenly, Sebastian was pushed out of the way, and a red haired man grinned down at me. He had long red hair, pointed teeth, and glasses. Grim reaper, apparently. I hate grim reapers.

"Why, hello! So you're Bassy's new master! Ooh you're a pretty little thing!" I brought my hand up and covered his mouth.

Then I brought my fist up and punched him in the gut. He fell to the ground and I drop kicked him out of my house. I slammed the door behind him and turned to Sebastian.

"Having friends over already, Bassy?" I mocked in fake laughter. Truthfully, I was pissed. Sebastian didn't move, an unreadable expression on my face.

"I don't want any one of your old friends here ever again, do I make myself clear? No demons, no angels, and no fucking grim reapers!" I hissed. I turned away and stopped to my room. When I got there, I threw off my sweatshirt and jumped into the bed. I pulled the covers up to my neck, and curled into a ball.

"Come on, it'll be fun!" My sister cooed at me. She was trying to convince me to walk with her to the park. Apparently she was meeting her online boyfriend there and she didn't want to be alone.

"What fun will I have in seeing you make out with a total stranger?" I glared at her. She only smiled and shrugged her shoulders.

"Alright, I'll go alone. But if I get mugged on the way there or this guy rapes me, it's all your fault!" She sang. I growled as she hopped out of my room. She was right. I had to be there to protect her. Even if she was being awfully stupid meeting with some random stranger from the internet.

I ran out and grabbed her shoulder.

"Wait up, I'm coming with."

She grinned. "Wonderful!"

We walked there, and I kept an eye on anyone who passed by us. I might have been paranoid, but lately teenage girls have been the victims of kidnapping. My sister and I both know this, so I have no idea why she would want to go outside.

But I was here to protect her. If anyone even came close to her, I'd maul them.

"That must be him!" My sister called. She started running towards a figure sitting on the swings.

"Hey, wait for me!" I yelled at her. She ignored me.

She stopped in front of the man, seemingly talking to him. I ran next to her, and slapped her shoulder.

"What were you doing! You should have waited for me!" I scolded her. Her eyes were trained on the man. I looked towards him. Our eyes connected, and I thought for a moment his eyes flashed green, even though they were dark brown.

I was about to speak when the man stood up and opened his mouth.

"I was going to take both of you, but now that I've seen you with my very eyes, I want to make you suffer like never before. I want you to know that the ultimate demise of your family is all your fault, just because you're a pretty little thing," he said to me mostly. I growled at him and grabbed my sisters shoulders, getting ready to fight.

"You thank you can fight me?" He laughed. I narrowed my eyes at him.

His body started melting and became a little black puddle on the ground. My sister and I stared at it.

"C'mom, let's get out of here," I said, freaked out. I pulled her away, and she said nothing. Suddenly the puddle started to quiver. A black hand came out of the puddle, and splashed on the ground. My sister jumped into me, and started to quiver.

"What's going on?" She shivered.

I shook my head, amazed at what I was seeing. A man was crawling out of the puddle. He emerged, black goo dripping off of him, eyes blazing green. My sister and I watched, not able to move. He leaned his chin back and let out a mighty laugh. He bellowed as he reached up and wiped his face away. For a moment, I could see the man from before. Then the black goo came and covered him up again. He grinned.

"Now, let me taste you!" He grinned. He reached for my sister, and as soon as he touched her, she fell limp into his arms. I couldn't move, it was like some unseen force was holding me back.

He leaned down and licked from her neck up to her lips. He kissed her, and I felt sick to my stomach.

"Stop that!" I called, "Let her go!"

He held her body over he puddle.

"Say goodbye to your sister, pretty girl," he laughed and dropped her. She fell straight through the puddle. I struggled to move, and I felt like a hand was squeezing my lungs. My breaths came out labored and wheezing.

The man came up to me, and trailed his fingers down my face.

"The only reason I'm taking your family is because you're so gorgeous. I hope you remember this, and come to hate yourself and your face. I hope you know that the pretty face you're gifted with is a curse, and that the death of all you know will be because of it," he said.

He stepped away and took one last look at me. A look of disgust came over him. He jumped into the puddle, and the puddle melted into the ground. Finally able to move, I collapsed to the ground. I took deep breaths, gasping for air.

I couldn't catch my breath. I would never catch my breath again, and I swore on the very air I expelled from my lungs that I would find my sister and bring her home. And apparently my family too, from what the man was talking about. This was all my fault. If only he didn't think I was pretty..

I woke up, not being able to breath. I sat up, and reached around. I switched on my lamp and opened one of the drawers on my bedside table. I fumbled around, but couldn't find what I needed. I reached for the next drawer, but my position caused my lungs to be pulled even tighter then they were before. I plopped back on my bed, breathing deeply, trying to get enough air into my lungs.

"My lady," I jumped a little and saw Sebastian standing by my bed side. My inhaler was in his hands.

He helped me sit up.

"May I?" He questioned. I raised my eyebrow, but nodded. He reached up and placed the inhaler in my mouth.

"Breath out." He pushed the button. "Breath in, now hold your breath."

I held my breath, slightly annoyed at him. We did this one more time and the air from the inhaler seeped into my lungs, and I instantly felt better.

"I know how to use an inhaler," I commented and laid back down on my bed.

He set the small device on the bedside table.

"I know."

He pulled the covers up, and reached for the bedside lamp.

"Wait," I said. He stopped.

"Yes?" He questioned.

"Umm, thanks for becoming my demon butler, even though I know you're not doing it from the kindness in your heart, but from the hunger in your stomach... It's still kinda nice."

He gave me a closed eye smile.

"You're welcome."

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