Novel & Cerita Black Butler Sebastian X Reader

Sebastian greeted politely. Claudia Blackwood smiled at him, but her eyes flicked to Kaira with their usual disdain. “Mr. Ashford,” she cooed, pulling Sebastian into a brief, calculated hug. Though her expression was warm, her intentions were anything but warm. She had already begun scheming to somehow turn Sebastian into Evelyn’s. She knew it wouldn’t be easy, as Evelyn was still infatuated with Julian, but her greed made her relentless. Sebastian remained composed, offering only a polite smile. Meanwhile, Julian and Evelyn ignored their arrival entirely, remaining seated at the dining table.

My cries were nothing but whimpers as my hips buckled, craving for the release and pleasure only he could give me. A strangled sound tore out from my throat when he slid his hand between our bodies, torturing my already swollen sensitive clit. "That is it baby, Scream for me" He rasped, plunging in and out of my dripping pussy in the same rhythm with the finger that circulated my clit. His mouth descended on mine just before the force of my release suck the air away from my lungs. * * Sebastian had spent the evening taking me, trying to resisting him was hard, not that I had tried to. There was no part of my body he had left untouched. My stomach still gave tight flips whenever I rememb

She said and a thunderous laugh erupted from the two women. “Enough.” The word wasn’t shouted. It didn’t need to be. It rolled down the hallway like distant thunder, and every hair on my body instantly stood up. Sebastian. He appeared at the top of the staircase, bare feet silent on the marble, how long has he been around? I wondered, hating to acknowledge my fright at who he might be. But still his presence filled the entire mansion with pure silence, He wasn’t wearing the killer white shirt from earlier, This was black, sleeves pushed up right above his arms and his eyes… God, his eyes were worse than last night. Last night they were fire and ice. But now they were a storm about to drown s

"He won't do anything bad, trust me." Sure enough, as soon as they enter, a black-haired guy was sitting in the sitting room. He's wearing a black suit, and a ribbon replaced the tie at his neck. Sebastian. And he's sitting like a king at a one-seater chair, expecting their arrival. "Hello, Cassielle. It's been a while." He greeted me. "So it was you," Cass said casually while her dog walks towards her. "You won't greet me? That hurts, you know." Sebastian puts his hand over his chest like he was struck by an arrow.

I cut him off impatiently as we geared towards the front door. It abruptly opened and in front of us was an old butler. My eyes narrowed, he looked human. To make more caution, I threw a dose of wolfsbane powder at him. It had no effect, only making him cough instead with a frown on his face. “Can I help you gentlemen?” “He seems human.” Sebastian whispered from behind me. I scowled deeply, “We’re looking for someone. Asher Blackwood and Aurora Thompson to be precise.” I studied his face greatly for any sign of a facade, he remained stoic, eyes expressionless, “I don’t think I know who that is.”

Her head falls back against the pillow, copper hair splayed across the white cotton like flame. Sebastian rises from his bed in one fluid motion, storm-gray eyes reduced to thin rings around dilated pupils. He crosses the small space between them in three silent steps, drawn by instinct older than civilization. His hand covers hers between her thighs, a low growl of approval rumbling in his chest as he feels her slickness. "Shhh," Sebastian whispers against her ear, his breath hot against her skin. "Let me."

The Butler openly states, showing delightful wrinkles on his face. "I do too, and thank you, Sebastian. I am home," She expresses as she halts her feet. Sebastian, their Butler, is a man in his sixties, and he towers all the working maids, gardeners in the mansion. His chocolate-like eyes are soft and kind that reflects his characteristic inside. Even though his grey hair is revealing, everyone could tell he was a marvelous man in his teenage years. Furthermore, he looks flawless in his mono-color black uniform. "Why did you not give us advance notice of your return, Lady Veronica?" Sebastian asks curiously with a confused expression.

“I’m sorry, little Ember. It’s just that Uncle Nik is so crazy about Aunt Blakely. I couldn’t let her go anymore.” The sight touched my heart. Nik’s gentleness amused me, and I couldn’t help but watch them while smiling widely. I felt someone looking at me, so I looked at Nik’s friend. He’s sitting on the single couch like a king. His legs were parted, and when our gazes met, he gave me a small smile. “I’m Sebastian. Feeling better?” His voice was cold, and yet soothing, just like Nik’s. Nodding, I smiled at him. “Yes. Thank you. I’m Blakely, by the way.”

Black Hawk snarled, “Hah... What’s the point of catching me? Do you know how many people are after your life right now? The Black Wolf Fortress won’t stop until you’re dead!” “Let them try. If Raze dares to come after me, I’ll send him to join his brother.” Sebastian responded coolly, unfazed by Black Hawk’s threats. Black Hawk, despite his bravado, knew he was outmatched. His body was already weakening. Sebastian’s eyes turned cold. “Enough talk. Raise your hands!” Black Hawk slowly complied, but in the brief moment of hesitation, he tried to make a break for it, darting towards the hallway.

I felt something like the edge of a person's face and then I open my eyes slowly. My eyes snapped open, and I was met with the dark intense gaze of a handsome man. But his expression was one of anger and disgust, not kindness or warmth. As I looked up at him, I tried to get my bearings and figure out where I was. Where exactly am I? Wasn’t it the same room from last night? Why am I on the same bed with Sebastian Black? "What's going on?" I manage to croak out, my throat dry and my voice weak.