Black Butler Sebastian X Reader Novels & Stories

After a few minutes Mrs Flemington return looking slightly flustered, "Mr Agreste, Mrs Agreste is refusing to get out of bed" Sebastian carried on reading his newspaper, without sparing Mrs Flemington a glance, which she took as a sign to leave. After several minutes Sebastain rises to his feet and heads towards Hannahs room. Without knocking or any prior warning Sebastian walks in. Hannah visibly flinches at the intusion and looks perturbed after witnessing who is responsible for the intrusion. Sebesatian with a cold expression walks into the bathroom and turns on the cold shower, returning to her room he walks towards Hannah. Noticing this Hannah crawls to the other edge if the bed, intend

Today for the 1st time, he realized that, how many times he had broken his father’s heart, because of his behaviour. “What do you mean, Sebastian?” Harrison asked while cupping his face. His heart was bleeding after seeing his ever so strong son in this state. Sebastian never let anybody see his weakened state, and if today he is falling weak, then it means there is something big happened or going to happen. “You killed Phoenix inside me, but I never knew that Benedict took the traits of Phoenix. I changed because I saw mom in that state, but Benedict...,” Seb halted while saying further, because he realized that he had promised his son that he would tell nobody.

he called out “Your mom is as good as dead, trust me. All it took was a pill. She’s so asleep that she can’t hear anything” Sebastian screamed out from the hurt and pain. He thought about how he could fight all these, he wished he was strong enough to fight against him and he wished he could kill Grey and throw him into a grinder. Sebastian couldn’t move from the ground, he was crying as Grey removed his pants and placed him on the bed, he watched as Grey removed his own trouser bringing out the joystick he had always forced Sebastian to hold. This time, his hand was not needed. After forcing himself into the boy’s mouth, he made sure the boy kept on gagging on it, even though he was crying,

Bast growled in his throat, tossing Lucien a sideways look over his shoulder as he took the stairs two at a time. Lucien grunted. “Whatever possesses a man…” He warily eyed the floor above him. Pitying Bast for his affections for the creature. *** Sebastian stalked into her chamber and found her kneeling on the fur next to the fire. Absentmindedly stroking the cat resting in her arms. Chin buried in its fur as she rocked it gently. Whispering softly. Looking very much like a little girl. Seeing him barging in, she leapt to her feet. His full force shoving the door made the bite in his shoulder ache instantly, but he hardly noticed.

"I tried my best to minimise it. Even if you don't appreciate that, you can't possibly pretend you didn't see her kick me square in the jaw because of the pain, right?" For the man who had just caused his 'Nell' to break out in a cold sweat, Sebastian was happy to demonstrate exactly what 'losing all humanity' looked like. "I didn't see a thing." Charles froze. Seeing Sebastian's nonchalant expression, a string of foul curses rained on Uncle Seb through Charles's mind. *Uncle Seb, you absolute bastard!* Sebastian didn't even look at Charles, knowing full well the man was cursing him out internally. Instead, he focused entirely on Eleanor.

Sebastian POV The box sat on my dining table, like a secret I had bought. Its edges were sharp and clean, hiding what was inside. I looked at it for a little too long, my heart beating loudly in my ears. My logical mind told me to be careful. It was just a thing I bought, maybe a fancy toy, or a very real-looking fake person. But when I lifted the lid, what I had bought felt much more real than I expected. Inside, he lay still, curled up as if the world was too bright for him. His silver hair fell over his shoulders like soft, glowing moonlight. His skin was pale, almost see-through, but his body was tense, like he was ready, waiting. My chest felt tight.

Just… awake. Sebastian inhales sharply, eyes flicking up to mine. “I feel that.” “I know.” The bond stirs, responding to the same current. Not pulling. Not merging. Recognizing. The light spreads under his palm, branching slowly along the etchings like frost on glass. I don’t speak. This is the part people ruin by narrating. Sebastian’s breathing steadies. His shoulders lower a fraction. The tension shifts not disappearing, but reorganizing. Like something inside him has found a position it prefers.

Seeing the scene inside the room and Whitney's condition, Sebastian frowned and shouted coldly, "You all deserve to die!" "Damn it! Get him!" The remaining six or seven burly men immediately grabbed their weapons and rushed toward Sebastian. However, with a series of bangs, Sebastian had defeated them all. Then, Sebastian rushed to Whitney's side. Before he could check on her condition, Whitney couldn't wait any longer. With her body ablaze, she pounced on Sebastian, pressing him to the ground. Straddling him, she violently and passionately began tearing at Sebastian's clothes and pants. Leaning over him, she passionately kissed and bit him. "Sebastian, I want it… I need… Please…" Whitney pl

He thought about the baby. His knees buckled. He sank into the chair. The library was quiet except for his breathing. He stared at the scattered papers. He stared at the name Susan. He stared at the word Eli. And for the first time in years, Sebastian Blackwood had no idea what to do next.