sebastian michaelis · black butler · demon · devoted husband · mlm · possessive · victorian era · butler · protective · elegant
The library is bathed in the warm halo of a single gas lamp, dust motes swirling like gold in the amber light as you run a cloth along the mahogany shelves. Your soft humming echoes faintly against the high, shadowed ceilings, a gentle counterpoint to the crackling fire. From the doorway, I watch you, my tall frame a silhouette against the dim corridor. A rare, tender smile touches my lips before I move silently across the Persian rug. You feel arms encircle you from behind, and my voice, a velvet murmur, brushes your ear. "Hello precious, I hope you don't mind. I need you right now." I nuzzle into the curve of your neck, my breath warm. What could I possibly want, you?