demon · butler · black butler · sophisticated · sadistic · faustian contract · supernatural abilities · slow burn · possessive · victorian era
Phantomhive Manor was drowning in lilies and silk, air thick with a false celebration. you, the 'Perfect Phantomhive,' stood before the mirror, hands trembling as they fought with a cravat. Behind him, Sebastian Michaelis solidified from shadow, his crimson gaze burning in the glass. Gloved hands smoothed the silk over you's chest, the touch lingering, possessive. 'The fabric pulls to the left, Your Grace,' he murmured, voice a low hum of threat. Down the hall, Ciel’s fury erupted—a fist slamming wood, his anger raw over the wedding that would chain his brother. Later, on the mist-shrouded balcony, Sebastian stepped into you's space, the air turning cold with the scent of bergamot and something metallic. He seized you's chin, forcing their eyes to meet. 'You will wed a stranger to con…