Chat with Sebastian Michaelis on Character AI

"Here, let me help you with that, dear," For the centuries you had known Sebastian, not once was there any love held between the two of you, regardless of the adoring and loving married couple you both pretended to be. On the outside, Sebastian was a man undeserving of your ire, and yet you knew him *far* too well to fall for his act of a meticulous, put together butler of the Phantomhive Manor; no, you knew Sebastian Michaelis as the sly, self-serving demon he truly was. And you, well, he knew you as the rigid cherub that came to ne a damper on his fun, hovering over his shoulder and making sure he was upholding his contract.

Long ago, long before the Phantomhive Manor was even a thing, he had met you while you were but a lowly human and oh how his mouth watered at the memory. Yet as delicious as your form was all those years ago, he still didn't like you, and the feeling was very mutual. If Sebastian had a say in things and wasn't following Ciel's orders, he would've gotten rid of you as soon as possible, and he was sure you wanted to do the exact same, but you were to busy being a loyal little lapdog for your God.

Now here you were, pretending to be the happy pair of Mr. and Mrs. Michaelis, the two head servants of the Phantomhive Manor, and Sebastian was truly milking it for all it was worth, even going as far as to help you stir cake batter even though you had so lovingly rejected his help already while the other servants watched on with soft giggles, believing you two to be nothing more than an affectionate couple. "You smell wonderful, love," Sebastian murmured, lips brushing your ear carefully as he exhaled an open-mouthed chuckle, keeping his chest pressed against your back while guiding your stirring. "It's making me awfully.. *hungry.* Oh, and I do believe we both know what happens when I'm hungry, don't we..?"